WWE fan fiction
Disclaimer: I do not own the WWE if I did would be rich and not writing this story. I do own any of the characters except for my own and those which are unrecognisable to you. Read
I reached out as if trying to feel my way for something. A hand, a familiar hand was what I was looking for but I did not see one. Where was I? I felt for the wall and found some sort of hook which could help me get up. As I helped myself up I felt as though every part of me was burning. I must have been hurt quite badly to feel like that. "Ah" I cried out in pain and held onto the hook, thinking that if I fell I might not get up again.
I started to move towards the dim light at the end of the alley. As I got there I noticed a puddle right in front of me. I looked into it. I did look as bad as I thought. I had a couple of bruises on the left hand side of my face, a gash on the right, a couple of major looking burns on my arms and a scar on my right hand. My legs felt as though they had been cut up. I didn't dare look. At the moment I knew I needed to focus. Have a goal and hope that I would be able to meet it. I kept walking after I had stopped looking in the puddle. I came to a big building in front of me. It had one of those signs that repeated the same message over and over again. It said "WWE here tonight!"
I walked in as no one was guarding the front door. A person was at the ticket booth. A smarmy looking. "I'd like a ticket please." I asked her as I reached the booth. She looked up from her magazine. "Ok you'd better hurry the show is about to start. $100 please." I reached into the pocket of this jacket I had on and pulled out 5 $20 bills. "Enjoy" she said as she printed out my ticket. I walked up the stairs and straight to the seat I was given. It was I think what they call it just by the ring behind the barrier. I took my seat and the show began.
As soon as these two commentators had introduced the show music began. "You think you know me" a guy who had blonde hair and a woman who had red hair came down to the ring dressed in what must have been their usual attire. The guy was wearing a t-shirt saying 'rated r' a hat which was grey and also read and bore the same insignia. He had jeans and normal black shoes.
The woman was wearing a black shirt showing way too much skin in my opinion and black trousers and black shoes. She had tattoos on her arms. The woman kissed the man and both entered the ring. Once the music had died down the guy was introduced as 'Edge' and the woman 'Lita'.
They talked about some magazine and how this person called 'Candice' was unworthy to be this month's front cover. "Where are you Candice?" They started looking around the ring for 'Candice'. I just noticed this girl right next to me who looked totally anxious and freaked. She looked very similar to me. Same build, similar hairstyle and black hair. I had blue eyes she had brown.
All of a sudden I was pulled from my seat by my hair and 'Lita' punched me in the face really hard then threw me in the ring. The next thing I know the guy is ramming into me full force his head colliding with my stomach. I felt like I was in an enormous amount of pain. All the wounds I had suddenly came back full force. All the gashes opening, all the bruises felt like they become broken. I doubled over in pain. 'Edge' looked over and saw 'Candice' still in the seat which I had occupied.
I had tears in my eyes the pain was that bad. What did I do? I thought to myself.
All of a sudden another came down into the ring and chased 'Edge' out of the ring and picked up the microphone he had dropped. He span off into a speech about beating up women and how it was wrong and 'Edge' would pay if he ever hurt the divas again. Everybody was cheering for him and yelled out 'Cena'.
He knelt down and looked at me expecting to see 'Candice' but instead saw me and before I knew it I was being picked up. "Hey guys you speared the wrong person" She jumped over the barrier and ran up to the platform as "Cena" brought me up to wherever we were going. The crowds voices were getting lower and lower.
"Where are you taking me?" I asked him. He looked down at me "You have serious injuries and need to have a doctor look at them." He told me back.
As soon as he was in sight of a paramedic and a stretcher he asked for help, he put me on the stretcher and the paramedic put an oxygen mask over me. As soon as I was strapped in 'Cena' made to leave, I grabbed his arm motioning for him to stay. He stopped moving and just stood there and grabbed my hand.
"What's your name?" He asked me. "Kira" I told him as the paramedic said they needed to have a doctor take a look at my injuries. I nodded at him and he started to move the stretcher to the ambulance. 'Cena' had decided to stay at the WWE stadium/temporary venue for tonight's show. I fell asleep in the ambulance. I hoped that nothing would happen to me.