Author's Note: YAY! A wrestling fanfic! Haven't done a good one of these in a while. . .Sorry to those people who are waiting for me to update Return to the Twisted Wonderland. My brain has been taking a slight vacation. Even more so since I rolled a four wheeler and bruised myself up really badly.

Chapter 1

Lily danced around slowly in her locker room, listening to 'As the World Falls Down' from the Labyrinth soundtrack. She loved the movie. More so, she just loved the subtle hint of romance that had bloomed between the two main characters. It reminded her very much of her own life.

Jareth had been a monster, as far as his personality went. To that young girl, he was terrifying. As an adult, Sara probably would have found him less terrifying.

Lily knew that feeling.

When she first started wrestling for the WWE, there were certain people that she had found to terrifying to even pass in a hallway.

Now she watched them from the corner of her eyes, keeping a close eye on them. Protecting them when and where she could from sneak attacks, listening to rumors, warning them when she heard things that pertained to them. But they never knew it was her. The Wrestlers anyways.

Vince McMahon had seen her giving some warnings out. From there, a story line was created. The Diva running around warning everyone wore frumpy clothing, easy to remove clothing. This done so she could disappear and make an appearance again as Lily, and no one would believe it was her.

She couldn't be the masked Diva, seeing as she would walk out of her own locker room only moments later.

That in itself was a feat. It involved a laundry hamper being wheeled into her room, with her buried under a load of towels. None which were used, of course. That didn't mean that dirty towels hadn't been tossed in though. And when that had happened, it was kind of gross. Especially when Big Show threw in one of his sweaty towels.

The song ended and Lily sighed, thinking about re-listening to it. Most people did stretches before matches. She did too, but a lot differently. She danced.

She would start with a nice slow song, and then work her way up into a fast paced song. She would spin about, drop low, grind, or whatever she wished. As long as the beat carried her, she danced away.

Sadly though, she only had time to listen to one more song before she would have to report to the back stage area to prepare for an interference. She danced her heart out to 'Supermassive Black Hole' by the Muse.

She jumped into her outfit and slid into a towel hamper that was waiting. She hit the signal button hidden within the hamper, and someone came in and wheeled the hamper out. She grabbed the ear piece also hidden amongst the towels and waited.

"We are wheeling you to the boiler room. It's the safest place for you to be dropped off." Vince told her. "It should be empty seeing as Kane always gets closer to the backstage area when Undertaker is fighting."

Lily nodded to herself.

"I've also gone through the liberty of preparing some music for your little alter ego. It will play as you run down the ramp. Later you can decide entrances and stuff for if you want to wrestler as your alter ego." Vince told her.

"Do I want to know?" Lily muttered.

Vince laughed in her ear.

The hamper stopped and the stage hand walked off whistling Yankee Doodle as they were supposed to when they were leaving her and the coast was clear.

Lily climbed out of the hamper and stretched. She hated sitting still for the ride.

She looked around and seen no one. She grinned quickly, making sure her mask was in place and began to walk to the back stage area.

Kane was standing there, his gaze locked on her as she walked up.

"Your music will start in a second. Offer to let Kane help you. He'll like that." Vince whispered in her ear.

"I'm going to have to save your brother's ass here in a minute Big Red Machine. But more than one person is going to attack the DeadMan, would you like to help me?" Lily immediately made her voice more throaty and husky, as she and Vince had discussed before.

Kane watched her for a few moments longer before he nodded.

"And cue the music." Vince said.

'A Pain That I'm Used To' by Depeche Mode began to play.

Lily snorted and grabbed a waiting steel chair and took off.

She ran down the ramp with Kane right behind her and dove in.

She slammed the steel chair right into the head Big Show, who seemed shocked to see her and Kane.

The crowd was roaring. Lily tried her best to hear what Vince was saying, but the crowd was just to loud.

Someone punched her in the ribs.

Lily cursed the mask she was forced to wear. It minimized her vision, making it easier for people to blind side her.

Kane immediately came to her rescue though with a big boot right to the head of Chris Jericho.

The ring was cleared, and the DeadMan suddenly sat up. Lily had her back to him, so she missed the anger in his eyes.

He rose up slowly and slammed into the back of her.

"GET OUT OF THE RING!" Vince roared into her ear piece. "HE'S NOT GOING TO STOP! DO WHAT YOU MUST TO GET AWAY!"

Lily began to panic as she was sat up for the last ride.

Thinking fast, she managed to claw his eyes, causing the DeadMan to just simply throw her. Lily rolled with it as she hit the ground and jumped up, running.

Kane was right behind her, protecting her back from the DeadMan, who might chase them.

"You okay?" Kane asked.

"Fine." Lily responded, throatily.

Vince rushed to her side and grabbed her by the upper arm, hurrying away with her to the room sat up as his office.

She had only moments to gather her thoughts before she was thrust into a closet within Vince's office. Inside, was a laundry hamper with a lot of old costumes that wrestlers used to wear.

She climbed inside, instantly going still.

Over her ear piece, she could hear the conversation that was going on outside the door,

"I don't know who that wanna-be hero Diva is, but you best tell that bitch to stay out of my business." Undertaker snarled.

"She and your brother came to your aid when you needed it. They would have pinned you and you would have lost if they hadn't helped." Vince stated calmly.

Undertaker's voice got closer, so he must have leaned down toward Vince. "She's been getting in everybody's business since arriving here. Worse, you are encouraging her by not doing anything about it, and giving her a damn mask to hide behind. I'm going to find out who she is. And if I don't, I know eventually Kane will get annoyed with her wearing a mask. He always does."

Lily bit her lip from saying something. Undertaker might hear her faint reply into Vince's ear. If she hadn't been buried underneath clothing, Undertaker might hear her own ear piece.

"I think you are just sore about a woman helping you." Vince told the Undertaker. "I think you should watch the footage from the match. Maybe then you'll calm down when you see that it was only just to help you. Nothing more. She got blind sided while out there. Kane came to her aid. . ."

"If you can't watch her back side then she shouldn't be in the little hero business, should she?" Undertaker cut in.

The door opened.

"Kane." Vince said.

"Stage hand said you wanted me." Kane replied.

"Yeah, but your big brother here is taking up my time. Since you are here, could you do a favor for me? There's a hamper in the closet there. Can you take it to wardrobe? Going to see if we can mend a few tears and stuff and donate some of this stuff to a museum I want to set up."

"Sure." Kane muttered.

The closet door opened and Kane began to wheel the hamper out.

"Try not to do anymore damage to those costumes, please." Vince called. "They're worth a lot, you know?"

Kane grunted and left the office.

Lily's ear piece went silent, signally that Vince had cut his off.

Lily removed hers and waiting.

A few minutes later, someone began to whistle Yankee Doodle. Lily got out of the hamper and quickly jumped into a changing stall within the wardrobe room and ripped off her mask, taking in the cool air around her.

She turned around to grab a towel and touched flesh.

Lily gulped and turned to find Kane standing there, removing his tights, and wearing. . .nothing.

"You?" Kane asked, shock obvious on his face.

Lily felt her face turn beat red. "Please don't tell anyone." She whispered. "Please. I'll do anything!"

Kane lifted a non-existent eyebrow at that. A grin twisted his face. "Anything?"

Lily knew that all the blood was draining from her face. What was the Big Red Monster planning?

"Whenever I want you, you have to come to me." Kane whispered lowly. "However I want you."

Lily swayed slightly but nodded. What else could she do? She would talk to Vince as soon as she could, explain the giant misunderstanding that happened, and Vince would talk to Kane. Everything would be fine after that, right?

"Let me know that you mean it." Kane told her.

Lily gulped and said, "Could you put some clothes on first?"

Kane grinned suddenly, laughing. "I don't think that you understand what I mean when I said, 'However I want you.' You're a smart girl, figure it out quickly."

Lily glared at him now, her temper flaring.

She marched up, grabbed the back of his neck and forced him to bend down to her. She laid a kiss on his lips that would leave any man breathless then stepped back.

She quickly took off the flowing black clothing, leaving her in her normal ring gear. She walked out from behind the curtain and glared at the head of the wardrobe department.

"Forget about someone?" She asked before leaving the room. She knew within moments that the woman would figure it all out.

Lily marched to Vince's office and barged in without knocking.

The Undertaker was still in there, and he glared at her when she walked in.

"Beat it, Corpse." Lily snapped, surprising the DeadMan. "I have things to discuss with Vince that you don't want to hear."

The Undertaker raised an eyebrow at her. Lily opened her mouth and began listing venereal diseases that had the DeadMan marching out of the office as quick as he could, shutting the door behind him.

"Thanks." Vince said dryly.

"Kane knows who I am thanks to the Head of Wardrobe who seemed to have forgot that the only changing room was occupied by one Big Red Machine." Lily snarled. "And now I am indebted to Kane to keep his silence. You have to talk to him and do something, otherwise I am a play thing to that man!"

Vince cursed and rubbed his temple. "I can't do anything. Nothing I say or do will stop Kane, and if you don't go through. . .Well, you've seen what has happened to Divas in the past."

Lily raised an eyebrow. "Where do you get these nut cases?"

Vince twisted his lips into a grin. "I could tell you, but that might ruin some of the businesses best secrets."

Lily exhaled through her nose. "So I'm stuck with Kane?"

"As bad as you may think it is, this could save you a lot of pain. If you belong to Kane, he'll come to your aid whenever and where ever you need it. Even if it means protecting you from his own brother. Who is out for your blood still. Nothing I said has changed the DeadMan's mind." Vince told her. "I might also try and make as many friends as possible while you can. Now, I'll talk to Kane and tell him that while you are 'Lily' that he can't touch you. That way, no one will figure out your secret."

Lily ran an agitated hand through her hair and muttered, "Fine. I'm going back to my hotel room as soon as my match is over. I'm going to need a lot of sleep after this."

Lily exited the office and walked to the back stage area. Kane was standing there, also gearing up for a match that he would be having right after hers.

He grinned at her and Lily delivered the best line she could, "I talked to Vince about you. He said you are to stay away from me. Pick on another Diva."

He picked up the meaning immediately and responded with, "Have another I like better anyways, runt."

Lily glared, and glanced up at the monitor. Batista had just pinned Rey Mysterio, so the Diva match was next.

The wrestlers came back, each passing her like she wasn't there. As a Diva, she was used to the treatment from most of the Wrestlers. Some did it because they were married, and face it, Divas were some pretty revealing stuff. But others did it because they didn't consider Diva's as wrestlers. That, she hated. At least as her unnamed alter ego, she got some attention. When wrestlers seen her walking the hallways, they would jab each other in the sides and point.

Edge had tried to de-mask her at one point. That got him pepper spray to the eyes. Good thing he had already fought his match.

For anyone else though, she would use a low wattage taser. Enough to let them know to back off, but not hurt them badly. That way, they could still wrestle.

"A girl going to come to your aid when you fight Kane?" Undertaker asked as he approached Kane, throwing a disgusted look at Lily.

Lily just gave the DeadMan a sly smile back. "Thanks for leaving the office DeadMan. That stuff can be real embarrassing. False alarm though. Divas, we just can't keep are legs closed."

Kane choked on some water he had just taken a swallow of, and Taker had to pound on his back to help him.

'Music Box' by Thrice began playing, and Lily walked out from behind the curtain, greeting the crowd.

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"That girls got a mouth." Taker growled after Lily had walked through the curtain.

Kane grinned at Taker. "And she's off limits to me. Good thing that the masked girl is free game."

"You seriously going after that bitch?" Taker asked.

"One hell of a kisser." Kane taunted his brother.

Taker grunted then grinned. "Maybe I'll go for the little spit fire then." He jerked his chin toward the monitor.

Kane had barely concealed his look of anger at his brother. "Good luck."

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Vince rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

He had heard Lily tell Kane that he couldn't have her. He would talk to Kane and make sure the Red Monster understood that. But everything else that was said. . .Would make a great storyline.

The Undertaker had very few times where he was in a romance story line. And having the DeadMan actually chase a girl might be good money. Having that woman be the same person that Kane was pursuing, only with a different identity would be even more eye catching.

He grinned.

He would call Kane, Undertaker, and Lily into the office separately and talk to them. Besides, with all the stuff the Undertaker had been through lately, it might be worth it to let the DeadMan have a little fun. He needed a good girl to settle down with. And Lily was just what the DeadMan needed. A woman who could keep him in line.

Then, Lily as the mysterious masked woman with Kane would be awesome. They could both fight over her with only one knowing it. Lily could pick who she wanted to be with.