Main Event Mafia. I have known them for years. My dad is Joe's mentor of sorts. I'm not sure why Joe chose my dad but that is not my business. My business deals with that one masked madness. Suicide. I have also known Suicide for years. I would hope so seeing as that I'm dating him.

I'm not okay with The Motorcity Machine Guns and Lethal Consequences getting involves in something that has nothing to do with them. Yet, here they were again. It was Alex Shelley against suicide one on one but they had other plans.

Jay and Creed had handcuffed and knocked out Suicide. They were going to unmask him when I ran out. I did not want to let that happen. All four stopped and stared at me. Apparently at that moment they weren't looking to unmask him. Nope, my luck they were looking for me. Alex hit me in the head with a chair. Sabin picked me up and started carrying me back stage, his three friends following close behind.

I woke up to four people staring at me. It was the Main Event Mafia minus Kevin Nash. I knew they knew I was important to Joe's scheme. They just had no idea how important I was.

Kurt was in my face screaming. That's a great way to wake up. Just wonderful. Finally, Sting tells him to sit down and shut up!

"Dani? That is your name?" Sting asked. He seemed to be the okay with me being here. I simply nod.

"You are close to Joe. We have seen that. We have seen you know who the mentor is. You can tell us and we will let you go or we will use you to trade Joe for the answers we are looking for." I laugh.

"Not only are you going to piss of Joe and his mentor but you just pissed Suicide off." I rolled my eyes at their confused faces. "You just don't get how angry you just made three people by having me tied up here."

Booker gave a sadistic smile. "We will get what we want, sucka. Even if we have to do a lil damage."

Sting, Booker and Kurt left the room leaving me with Scott.

"You look really familiar." He shakes his head.

"I would hope so, Scott. We knew each other really well." I smirk at him. He has no idea who I am. Or who I was.

My name is Danielle Page. I use to have light brown hair and brown eyes. Amazing what contacts and some hair dye can do! I currently have black hair with red tips. My eyes are purple do to the contacts. A lot of people have told me I look like a dark angel. Who knows. I have gotten close to Joe, at least as close as he lets anyone in. I use to date Scott. Shows how different I look. My dad wrestled. I want to follow in his foot steps. I was suppose to until I got placed into my current situation.

I knew the Main Event Mafia from my dad. Watched them, talked to them. I'm sure if they thought about it they would instantly know who I am, but they don't. They rather just go on with this game. I have them all fooled. At least I thought I did…

"Danielle." Scott smiled.

I smiled back. "I'm still not saying anything." He nodded as if saying he won't either.

TNA

"Look Joe. We have your precious friend. Why don't you come out here and tell us what we want to know. Why don't you give up everything and MAYBE we won't hurt her." Kurt screamed into the mic. I saw Scott glare at him but only I noticed.

Joe came out with A.J. and neither looked to pleased. Suddenly they both smiled. I smiled. I knew what was coming. Suicide's music hit.

"Oh so you have more people to back you up. You are still out numbered!" Kurt was starting to get nervous. It wasn't going how they had planned.

"Kurt calm down. You took my friend and thought it would be okay? Are you stupid? You took Suicide's girlfriend and thought it would be okay? You took his daughter and thought it would be okay?"

Kurt looked confused. "Whose daughter did I take? Your precious mentor. What are the going to do about it?"

Joe smirked. "Make the numbers even."

Suddenly throughout the arena the music played.

"So High Five!…"