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A/N: I'd like to take a stab at this... I'm not saying who the pairing is, but there is a pairing. This story will feature the following: Shannon Moore, Matt Hardy, Jeff Hardy, Beth Britt and more. Enjoy!

Summary:

Shannon Moore had everything he needed in his life. Good friends, a tattoo shop, enough to get by… a sister? For all of his life, Shannon believed he was an only child. Only, one day when his father passes away, he becomes aware that he has an eighteen-year-old half sister named Coral. Without her father, she is in dire need of someone to love her and Shannon's asked to take her in. He's annoyed and confused, but agrees. Only he doesn't know what a spark Coral is and how her presence is going to make his life (and his friends) a living hell.

Chapter One:

"Is this going to hurt a lot?" The girl looked at Shane with fear in her eyes, lip trembling. Shane turned around and looked at Shannon, unable to figure out why the girl would want a tattoo if she had to wonder if it was going to hurt. "I don't like pain."

"Hunny, it's a tattoo," Shane replied carefully, trying to be nice. "It's going to hurt."

"Well... maybe I shouldn't get it done, then," the girl replied, looking to Shannon. Shannon tried to smile back and then slowly backed away. He rolled his eyes once out of view. He knew the girl only came so she could meet him, not so she could get a tattoo. Fans were nice, but sometimes, they got annoying.

"What's with her?" Tizzie said as Shannon came into the back room where Tizzie was filing papers. "The girl looks like a ghost."

Shannon groaned. "Don't ask."

"Another fan?" she teased. Shannon glared at her and then fell into a seat. It was only about ten in the morning and he was already more drained then being in an hour long wrestling match.

"I need a vacation," he grumbled, rubbing his temple.

Just as Tizzie went to reply, Shannon's cell phone rang. He rolled his eyes again and slowly got up, pulling it from his pocket. With one look at the number, he frowned. "The number is blocked..."

"Answer it?" Tizzie suggested.

Shannon gave her an odd look that said 'duh' and then clicked the answer key. "Ello?" It went silent as a business-like voice on the other line introduced himself. "Yes, I'm Shannon Moore. How can I help you?"

Tizzie stopped working as she watched Shannon begin to pace. His eyebrows were knitted closely together and there was a perplexed expression on his face. "There must be some kind of mistake," he said finally, in a cool voice, "I don't have a sister."

Tizzie struggled to hear the other line. "Father… died… eighteen…"

"Whoa, whoa, wait. Did you just say my father died?" Shannon asked loudly while he stopped dead in his tracks. There was a momentary pause on the line before a soft yes was answered. "When?"

Tizzie was shocked to see Shannon's face drain paler than usual as he sat back down and put his free hand to his head. As he listened to the other voice, he looked around the room, all around, except he didn't look at his employee. "Are you sure she's related to me?" he asked after what seemed to be a very long silence. "Oh… okay, um… well yes, call me when you know more information. Yes, I'll be available… thank you, have a good day."

Shannon hung up the phone, putting it down onto the desk next to him. Then he looked up to Tizzie and whispered, "My father got in a car accident yesterday… he… he didn't make it."

"Oh, Shannon," Tizzie replied, voice full of sympathy. "I'm so sorry!"

"That's not all," Shannon whispered, his eyes growing confused again. "The man on the other line told me that he'd like me to take in my sister. I don't have a sister… well; I didn't think I had a sister… I'm… was an only child." He stared at the wall beside him, unable to grasp what he was told only moments before.

"Are you sure it's not some mistake?"

"No… they don't believe so. They're trying to get in contact with her mother, who ran off sometime in the last few years…" Shannon stood up, looking out into the main shop. The girl who was afraid of pain was gone. Shane came up beside them, looking confused himself. "They told me her name is Coral… Coral Moore."

A/N: I have a good feeling about this story. :) So yeah, first chapter is short, but they will get longer. Oh and for those who don't know Shane and Tizzie work at Gas Chamber Ink. Read and review!