Disclaimer: since I am not Vince McMahon, I unfortunately do not own WWE or any characters belonging to WWE. I only own Violet.
Beep!Beep!Beep! goes the alarm clock as it goes off. I reach my hand from under the cover and slam it down on the snooze button. I sigh and slowly sit up trying to get my violet eyes to adjust to my purple and black painted room. I yawn and crack my back and stand up. I hear a knock on my door. "Violet darlin? Are you up?" "Yes daddy I'm up, I'll be downstairs in like 20 minutes I promise." "Ok just making sure." I assume he walked away since I can't hear his footsteps.
Let me stop being rude and introduce myself. My name is Violet Marie Callaway. My last name may sound familiar to you. Well that's because I'm the daughter of Mark Callaway or as he's more commonly known as in the WWE universe: The Undertaker. Of course I'm not his biological daughter, just his adopted one. With this school year being my last one, I'm very excited because I can finally leave home and go down to NXT to train(even though I have been told that I don't really need to train further) but I'm just going to obey uncle Hunter. I feel like I'm missing one more important thing but I'll remember it sooner or later.
I go in my bathroom connected to my room and take a shower then dry off and wrap my body in a towel. I walk to my mirror and style my purple and black hair. I moisturize my chocolate colored skin and step out the bathroom. I walk over to my closet and decide on a red tshirt, black skinny jeans and a black leather jacket. I bend over and grab a pair of black heels and put them on. I look at myself in the mirror and smirk. Damn I look gorgeous but I need to focus more on maintaining my status as valedictorian instead of finding a boyfriend.
I grab my purse and my bookbag and walk down the stairs to the kitchen. "Good morning daddy" "Mornin darlin" he says in his southern drawl. I smile and look in the fridge and frown. "Don't you tell me our supply is low daddy." "Afraid so vi, I'll just have to make a stop at the store later on when I go to the bank. In the meantime just eat the raw steak that's in the fridge." I sigh and pull out the steak and eat it enjoying the metallic taste in my mouth as I get my daily dose of my blood.
Ohhhh. That's the important detail I forgot. You see when Mark found me, I was dying because I was robbed and I had got stabbed in a alley. Mark just happened to be walking by and he saved me. Well he saved me the only way he could, by having me become what he is.
Thats right ladies and gentlemen, I am that immortal blood sucking being known as a vampire. The thing is vampires are totally different than how the media portrays us. For example, we are portrayed as beings who need blood and only blood to survive. In reality we only need one dose of blood a day to survive then we can just eat regular human food. Another thing is we don't burn in sunlight. I love the sun personally it helps warm up my cold body. Enough about vampire facts though.
"I have to go daddy, can't be late for my final first day of school." I say as I smile. He stands up and hugs me"What's our goal for the year?" I smirk "To not beat a bitch ass so bad that I get expelled." "Very good, make this year your best year because when that calendar hits June and you walk across that stage, you are going to have the best memories ever." "Thanks dad for the advice I'll keep that in my mind. Now I have to go so I love you, and try to keep your temper when dealing with the people at the bank." "I'll try my best vi, now go before you're late." He says. I smile then lean up and kiss his cheek as I grab my stuff and walk out the house. I climb into my black Camero and drive to school, hoping that this last year of high school will be my best
A/N This idea has been running through my mind for a week so I decided to try and test it out. Please tell me your thoughts on this chapter and if I should continue it or scrap it thank you~Violet