Prologue

The Louisiana Wrestling Bar was operated illegally, but the law wouldn't close it down because it was a major tourist attraction. It helped the town thrive. And people couldn't help but stop by when they drove through the town.

The owners name was Jacob Conner. He was a drunk and his eldest step-daughter was the one who really ran the joint. But that wasn't all she did. She was the star attraction. She was one of five wrestlers currently employed at the bar.

People paid good money to fight one of the five and they signed a waver too. If you were hurt, it was your own fault. You sued, you would gain nothing. It was your choice.

Not only did the L.W.B. have live wrestling, it had a big screen T.V. for whenever Smackdown, RAW, or TNA came on. The place was always full, no matter what time of year it was.

The girls wrestled. Yes, the owner's four step-daughters and daughter were the ones who fought. They each had been as soon as they hit the age of fifteen.

Allydia was the oldest. At the moment, she was twenty six, the next oldest were twins: Rachel and Rebecca were twenty three. Amanda was twenty and then, Jacob Conner's very own daughter, Avi, was seventeen.

That's when Allydia got the break of her life.

The WWE was fighting near by. And when a few professional wrestlers heard of a young woman who could defeat any who stepped into her ring. Well, even they couldn't resist showing up.

Those wrestlers were: JBL, Orlando Jordan, Randy Orton, the Undertaker, and Kane.

When they showed up, JBL went to find out about having his match while the others made their way to the bar.

"May I help you?" Asked a lovely young woman from behind the counter; her hair was shoulder length and dark brown, her eyes a vibrant green.

"Beer." They all said in unison.

The girl laughed and set cold bottles of beer before each of them.

"So, what brings you boy's way out here?" She asked.

"Tell us your name and I'll tell you our reason." Randy Orton responded with a wink.

"My name is Rebecca, but most people know me as Lightning."

"Well, our friend JBL is looking to fight the wrestling DIVA we have heard so much about." Randy said casually.

"Better not let Allydia hear you call her a DIVA." Rebecca muttered. "She hates it and she's been in a foul mood ever since our wrestler Phantom was taken out of commission for a while."

"Allydia huh?" JBL said as he walked up. "Well, I have a match against her in thirty minutes."

"Did you choose D.o.A or A.o.D on the paper?" Rebecca asked wiping down the counter.

"D.o.A, why?" JBL answered.

"Smart man. Last man who chose A.o.D was taken out in a stretcher." Another girl said as she walked up. "Nice to see you boys out here. My name is Amanda."

If Randy wasn't drooling before, he was now. Amanda was only about five foot and six inches but she had a great body. Her eyes were the same green as Rebecca's, and she had the same hair cut, but her hair was a dark black.

"Hey babe." Randy said coolly.

"Don't be a flirt." Rebecca warned.

"Why?" Randy asked.

"Because Allydia is behind you. And Allydia hates you." Amanda said with a smile.

All the wrestlers turned to see a tough looking girl. But very beautiful. Her hair was long and black and dyed ice blue at the tips. Her eyes were also ice blue. She stood about five foot nine and looked ready for a fight.

"If you would like to warm up and change, the dressing room and gym are back there." She told JBL jerking a thumb over her left shoulder.

JBL got up and left.

"Rebecca, drinks are free for these guys." Allydia said, "Oh, and Orton. I'd hate to kick your ass too. So keep your eyes in your head. We don't date men who can't let go of their daddies hands."

The Undertaker smirked at that and took a long pull on his beer and finished it.

"Better win girl." He growled.

"Don't worry about me. Worry about JBL." Allydia growled back.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Tonight we have a spectacular match in store. In ten minutes time, our very own D.o.A will be taking on WWE: Smackdown superstar, JBL!"

A roar of approval went up around the bar and people began to crowd closer to the ring for good seats.

"Keep an eye on these two." Allydia growled pointing at Randy Orton and Orlando Jordan.

"Oh, are you not scared of the Undertaker and Kane? Or do you not want your sisters hurt?" Orlando taunted.

A sickening smile touched Allydia's face. "Hardly. But I trust the Deadman and the Big Red Machine more than I trust you two cowards and cheap shots."

"They won't move." Kane muttered glancing at the two.

"Then I shall leave you. Another round for the brothers."

Allydia disappeared through the crowd.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, now making his way to the ring, JBL!"

Mixed reactions came from the crowd as JBL entered the ring.

"And now, weighing in at one hundred and eighty pounds. Our very own, D.o.A!"

The small crowd roared its approval.

"Think she'll win?" Orlando asked.

"Not a chance." Randy replied.

"Want to bet?" Rebecca asked with a grin.

"You're on! How much?" Randy snarled.

"Two thousand." Rebecca said smoothly.

"Done!"

The bell rang signaling the start of the match.

Everyone's eyes were on the ring.

Allydia kept ducking under JBL's arms and then finally, delivered a kick to the gut.

JBL roared and charged again.

Allydia met him in the middle of the ring with a flying clothes line.

"Not bad." Kane muttered to the Undertaker.

JBL was tiring himself out and it was becoming obvious. His style was sloppy.

Allydia gave him a drop kick and knocked him to the mat. She climbed the ropes and with careful balance, began to run them!

She stopped in the middle of one and did a back flip landing feet first in the gut of JBL.

She pinned him.

The ref gave the one, two, three!

"I just made myself two thousand dollars." Rebecca said taking the money from Randy's hand.

All the wrestler's were in a kind of stupor.

And nobody noticed Vince McMahon in the back.