Authors Note: Finally I get around to writing! WOO WOO WOO! This is the first of my many fanfics I have planned! Please review this chapter and tell me what you think and if I should continue.

Chapter One – The Dreaded Day

It was here.

Today was the day.

The dreaded day.

Kaitlyn let out a long sigh and nervously bit on the tip of her thumbnail. She's been dreading this day ever since she started at the WWE. There was nothing she could do to avoid it, thoughts of this day had been bugging her since her debut. Even when she was a contestant on NXT she knew what she was getting herself into. She moved her hand away from her mouth and leaned back on her seat, her dirty blond hair hanging down the back of the chair. She was in the diva's locker room waiting for the announcement for all Raw superstars and divas to report to the ring for the Reaping.

The Reaping was when the names were drawn of those 12 Superstars and 12 Divas that would compete against each other and battle to the death; The Death Royal. The names were chosen randomly, using a selector that was shown on the Titantron. It wasn't just those of the WWE that were selected to participate. It was also those of TNA and other wrestling organisations.

This whole event started 5 years ago, when Vince McMahon wants to regain control of the organisation and make wrestling worthwhile to watch.

'He obviously lost his fricking mind...' Kaitlyn thought to this to herself every year as she watched the Royal live. But this year was different, as now she might be one of the ones competing in it.

This was the 5th year. The 5th year of innocent lives being lost and innocent people being forced to kill others. How could people let this happen? How could the fans watch this? And even worse, support it?

Thinking back to the previous years, Kaitlyn thought about how the victors behave now prior to before winning the Royal. The winner of the first Death Royal was none other than The Legend Killer himself, Randy Orton. Randy, along with the 3rd and 4th Royal winners, John Cena and A.J Styles, won because of their strength, smarts and good looks. These attributes always attracted sponsors.

Sponsors were those, of all the wrestling fans, that would pay to have supplies sent to their favourite superstar or diva in the arena. Usually the fan favourite got all the sponsors. This gave the not so popular participants a huge disadvantage. However the 2nd year's winner surprised everybody. Ashley Massaro, who everyone expected to be killed in the first few days, won by luck and being very good at hiding. That year was the year Brock Lesnar competed; he held the record for most kills in any Royal. Brock and Ashley were the final two left, and as he went searching for her, he was killed by a trap set by Ashley making her the victor.

However, after all she had witnessed during the Royal, she was driven to insanity. Nowadays she barely talks with anyone, except for Randy who she has known most of her life. Ashley was devastated when Randy was chosen to compete in the first Death Royal but when he returned she thought nothing could tear them apart again. Oh how wrong she was. When she was chosen to compete the following year, the two thought that was it. This was partly true as after she returned, things were never the same for them again.

Kaitlyn knew what those two shared. They gained sponsors during their time in the arena cause of pity and because people didn't like seeing true love being torn apart.

'How'd that work out for them..' Kaitlyn rolled her eyes at the thought, 'If they didn't want the two torn apart why not do something instead of just sitting on their lazy asses and watching as the significant other fought to the death.'

She would never understand this. The whole thing was a huge joke to her.

"Kaitlyn... Are you alright?" The voice of her best friend brought her back to reality. Kaitlyn looked up to see the nervous glance of Aj Lee. Her best friend was always worried about her, but it should be Kaitlyn being the worried one. Aj looked even more nervous than Kaitlyn.

Kaitlyn took a deep breath and stood up next to her friend.

"Am I alright? Given the day I'd have to say I'm not." She said with a dramatic eye roll. This calmed Aj down a bit as a small smile lit up her face. "It'll be okay Aj, the chances of us being chosen are very slim. It's our first year after all." She rubbed her best friends back, trying everything she could to comfort her.

"I know but still. I'm scared. We got to know so many awesome people here, now we might have to watch the people we care about and are friends with fight to the death?" Her frown returned. "It's just not fair!" She whined, tears forming in her eyes.

Kaitlyn pulled her friend into her arms, holding her close. "I know Aj, but there's nothing we can do.."

This was true as anyone who resisted or stood against Vince was killed. The only person who rebelled against him was Hunter, also known as Triple H. Vince had it fixed that he was placed in the arena and made sure the Game Makers had him killed.

The Game Makers were those in charge of creating the arena and controlling all the traps and the sending of supplies.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, may I have your attention please.." It was these words along with the usual beep tone of a laptop, that made Kaitlyn aware it was time.

It was time for the reaping.

Okay well this was the introduction chapter! :D The next chapter will have more in it. This just stated what the story will be about. xD So what do you think of it so far? :D