~acelyn~
As I sat in Teddy's office he droned on and on about my contract, how it was such a pleasure to have my father's legacy continue, rules and regulations, foreign tours… I thought I was going to slip into a coma. Finally he smiled at me. "So, understood?" He said. I nodded and he chuckled.
"Don't talk much huh? You are so much like your father." I smiled.
"I get that a lot." I said.
"I can imagine, you don't look much like him though, I'm guessing you take after your mother." He said.
"Probably."
"Alright, so I'm going to send your information over to creative for your storylines and your first match. We'll shoot your promos this afternoon. And then we can do your photo shoot right now if you'd like." I shrugged.
"Sounds good." Teddy smiled again.
"It really is great to have your father's legacy continue, I know you'll be just as unforgettable." I forced a smile.
"I hope so too, Mr. Long."
"Alright, well we'd better get going!"
"Sounds good."
My name is Acelyn, rechristened by creative as Raven, the Daughter of the Damned. It's an okay ring name I guess, it could have been worse. I was going to take a wild guess that my hair and tattoo may have had something to do with that. My hair is jet black and bobbed short and spiked. And I have a tattoo of a Raven flying across above my shoulder blades. It's only about six inches long, and maybe two inches wide, but it's very visible, especially in the ring gear I'd gotten a peak at.
But you probably just want to know who my dad is.
You know, patience is a great virtue, maybe I should make you wait. He's the only one anyone cares about. Well, him and my "uncle" (who is actually my second cousin). But I'll be nice and not make you writhe with anticipation. He's had many names, but he's most commonly known as "The Dead Man", "The Phenom", and "The Undertaker".
Yeah, that's my dad.
Needless to say, he's kind of a legend. Which makes my career a total joke. There was no way I would ever be more famous than my father, but I could sure as Hell try, right? Anyhow, I followed Teddy to the studio where a team of makeup girls lunged.
My photo shoot (for my titantron entrance) was going to be like my dad's and my "uncle" Kane's, just a series of creepy photos to creepy music. Being my father's daughter meant that I had to keep up his image, which meant I had to be creepy as hell.
Not like me at all.
But apparently all of these make up kids had always wanted to do death make up as they made me pale, reddened my lips, dressed me in a creepy little torn, white nightgown, and gave me heavy eyeliner. I looked in a mirror and cringed. I looked like a corpse, which was the intent, but still.
Spooky.
They just had shots of me standing in the rain in front of a green screen (which ended up being a backdrop of an abandoned city street), they shot one where I fell backwards off a railing and onto the green screen, and took a few shots of me in a black robe blowing out candles. They promised that was all they needed me for and said I was done. I washed off my corpse make up and found Teddy outside.
"Miss Calaway, it's just registered that you don't know any of the superstars!" I shook my head no. "Well, we can't have that, now can we? Come on, get in." I sighed and plopped down in the seat as Teddy shut the door and got in on the other side.
I just wanted to fight someone already. But Teddy wanted to wait to promote me until right after Wrestlemania, they were going to have my dad be in a promo with me to establish that I was his kid, then give me my first match. Wrestlemania was this Sunday, but I still couldn't wait.
Teddy drove me to the hotel where he said I'd be staying and walked me inside. He bit his lip, looking around the lobby. No one was there. "Well, I was hoping there'd be someone-" He saw someone and ushered him over. A small, adorable guy who was probably my same height bounded up to us, I noticed his leg was in a cast and he did his best to walk with his crutches. "Matthew, this is Ms. Calaway." He said, showing me off. Matthew smiled.
"Mark Calaway's kid?" He asked, his eyes sparkling. I nodded, embarrassed to be put on the spot. Teddy just chuckled.
"She doesn't talk much."
"Just like your dad." Matthew teased. I couldn't help but notice how adorable this kid was, he reminded me of a puppy and I just wanted to hug him or something. He noticed me staring and, luckily, thought I was focused on his leg. "Car accident." He said, slightly lifting it off the ground. "Broke it in four places."
"I'm sorry to hear that." I said. "So how long before you can wrestle again?" Matthew blushed and looked at the ground.
"Well, I was kinda…suspended before the accident, so I don't know if I still have to serve out my last week after this or…" I could tell he was really embarrassed and decided to change the subject.
"So you know my dad?" I said, stupid question, but it did the trick. Matthew's face lit up like the fourth of July.
"I'm a huge fan of your dads! He was one of my biggest influences for going into wrestling." Teddy chuckled and patted me on the back.
"Well, I trust you can show her around Matthew?" Teddy said, looking at him. Matthew nodded and Teddy waved and was gone.
"So have you met any of the other superstars Miss… uh…"
"Acelyn, Acelyn Calaway." I said smiling. Matthew stuck out his hand.
"Matthew Korklan. Also known as Evan Bourne. So did they give you a ring name yet?"
"Raven."
"I can see that." He said grinning. "Well, Miss Acelyn, shall I introduce you to some of the other superstars?" I smiled slightly.
"I'd like that." As we walked along Evan told me all about who I could talk to and who would be a safe bet to stay away from, who hated who, who was sleeping with who, the works. I liked that he didn't ask me a lot of questions, I'm not a huge fan of speaking, and I think Matthew picked up on that, so he did all the talking.
"…And a girl with your looks? Stay away from Mike and Nick. Those two will never leave you alone if you do so little as smile at them. Horndogs." He muttered the last part and I giggled. As we were coming to the pool he turned to me. "Do you have a swimsuit?" I nodded. "Well then this will be your paradise." He said, opening a door to the pool. As I looked at all the superstars and divas I saw one and felt my heart skip a beat.
"Who's that?" I asked, pointing to a tan guy with dyed blonde hair and a goofy grin. Evan followed my finger and saw who I was gawking at.
"Him? That's Matt Cardona, aka Zack Ryder."
"You're both named Matt? That's a funny coincidence." I said. Matthew chuckled.
"It gets up both so mixed up it's not even funny. But, it's Cardona, so it's okay. That guy is great."
"I heard my name!" The man, Matt Cardona, looked up and smiled at us. Matthew waved back, but I just blushed and looked at the floor. "Yo Korklan, who's your lovely lady friend?" He asked, getting up and walking over to us. I felt my heart beat even faster with each step closer that he got.
"Cardona, this is Acelyn Calaway."
"Mark's kid?" Cardona asked his eyes wide. I nodded and he smiled. "Well, don't take this the wrong way, but I'm very glad you don't look like your dad." I smiled as he took my hand and shook it. "Matt Cardona, but to avoid confusion with the cripple over here-" He smiled at Matthew, who'd I'd kind of forgotten was there, who just chuckled. "Just call me Cardona." I somehow managed to nod and Cardona smiled even more. "You don't talk much, do you?" I just shook my head no. Which led Matthew and Cardona to laugh.
"You are just like your dad." Matthew said.
"I guess." I muttered.
"So that's what you sound like! You're voice is just as pretty as your eyes." Cardona said. I blushed as I heard Matthew tell me I still had to meet Kofi. I somehow found myself walking and looked back to Cardona, who winked at me.
Matthew showed me the rest of the superstars and divas, but I was in a whole other world. Finally Matthew led me to my room. "Well, if you need me, I'm your next door neighbor!" He said with an adorable grin tapping on the door next to mine.
"I trust you've met your room mate?" I shook my head and Matthew chuckled. "That's right; you're rooming with Kia (Kharma)! I don't think she'll be back for a while, with what happened with her kid and everything." I nodded and unlocked my door only to have Matthew tap my shoulder with a crutch.
"Yes?" I asked.
"D-do you think you might want to get dinner with me later? I could tell you about who had what in ring styles and give you pointers, I heard you're more of an aerial wrestler like me, I could-" I pressed my finger to his lips and he stopped talking. He looked worried, but I smiled.
"I'd love to, but I have to shoot my promos first, want to come with me?" Matthew got a huge grin on his face, but then pulled it back.
"I would love to."
"Perfect." I said. "I'll see you in…" I pulled out my phone and checked the time, "three hours."
"Excellent!" He squeaked. I looked up and smiled at him.
"See you then." I said quietly.
"See you!" I chuckled and walked into my room, plopping down on my bed. I remembered Cardona winking at me and felt my heart flutter again. But…
This had happened back when I was in ECW, guys always just were nice and wanted to date me because of who my father was. No one cared about me, just who I was related to. I sighed and pulled myself up, looking in the mirror at my bright blue eyes. Cardona… Matt… had called them beautiful. I blushed again. I felt like a schoolgirl, but I couldn't help it.
I swallowed nervously and went over to my closet, pulling out a hoodie and a tank top and quickly changing. Matthew seemed like a nice guy, but Cardona was like, it was like lightning when I saw him.
But that was just me.
Who knew if Cardona liked me like I was pretty sure I was beginning to like him. So there was no problem making friends with Matthew, he had shown me around and was nice to me. Which was more than most people had been. Almost all the people I worked with before were assholes. But in this line of business? I wasn't surprised that there was so many.
But then there was Matthew.

||Matthew||
I was on cloud nine.
Acelyn was beautiful and quiet and kind and perfect. I hobbled into my room the best I could and shut the door to see a smirking Kofi. "What?" I asked innocently.
"I know that look, is it Mark's daughter?"
"Acelyn." I said, then I felt my face getting warm. "She's going to have me come to her promo with her, then we're going to get dinner." Kofi smiled and patted me on the back.
"And you said it'd be pointless to stick around while you had a busted foot." He said with a huge grin. Kofi had become like a brother to me, we talked about everything together. "Told you it was a good idea."
"Well, they're starting my new storyline this week, so I kind of had to be." I reminded him.
"It is the will of the GODS!" He said, dramatically dropping to his knees and signaling to the heavens.
"She's going to hear you!" I hissed.
"No she's not, these walls are about a mile thick." I glared at him and he chuckled. "Okay, okay, jeez. Calm down Romeo." I smiled, but then I remembered how captivated she'd been by Cardona. He was never that smooth with a girl, and of course Acelyn had to be the exception. I let out a long sigh and Kofi realized something was wrong as I plopped down on my bed. "What's wrong?"
"Cardona." I muttered.
"That goofball? What'd he do, attack you with the spray tan bottle? He's done that to me before-"
"He suddenly turned into Ricko Suave when he saw her Kofi. She was mesmerized, it was like a moth to the flame." Kofi shrugged.
"Maybe she just likes guys named Matt." I smiled, but I didn't feel any better. "Listen up buddy, who has the date with her?"
"Me?"
"And not Cardona, so calm down, you've already got a head start." Kofi dropped down onto his bed. "Besides, I bet one look at Mark Calaway and Cardona will be running for the hills." I chuckled at the thought of him coming face to face with Acelyn's dad. He was a scary guy, I could admit it, but she was well worth the risk.
The way her sky blue eyes sparkled in the light, her short, spiky hair, her lips, every curve of her was perfect. And she knew how to be hot without hardly showing anything. When I'd first seen her she was wearing a hoodie, a leather jacket, skinny jeans, and boots. The only things I saw were her hands and her face. But it was her eyes I couldn't get over, they were so bright and beautiful they almost didn't seem natural. And they shined, but almost like they were hiding something, something I wanted very much to find out.
As I was lost in Acelyn-is-so-beautiful land I heard a sharp knock on the door. I looked over at Kofi, who shrugged and rolled up, going to the door. He opened it to reveal A.J. She smiled at me.
"Hi Mattie!" She squeaked. God I hated it when she called me that.
"Hey A.J." I said. She smiled at Kofi and blinked a few times, until he caught on that she wanted him gone. I tried to get his attention and tell him not to leave me, but he shrugged and walked out.
Traitor.
A.J. skipped over and plopped down next to me as I painfully sat up.
"Hey there cripple!" She teased.
Before you go and judge me, let me explain. A.J. likes me, even though I've tried, numerous times, to insist that I'm not remotely interested. Yet, here we are. She never leaves me alone and is convinced that I'll eventually return her feelings. But I hated her waiting for me when there were guys like Daniel who were crazy about her. I'm not a dick. I let out a long sigh.
"A.J., we've talked about this." I said, running my hands through my hair.
"But you've been gone so long, I thought you might have…" I shook my head no.
"I haven't changed my mind A.J. Why don't you hang out with Daniel? I'm sure he'd love it."
"He's not you." She whined.
"Well, I haven't changed my mind."
"It's not that new girl is it?" She asked, her face dropping into a scowl. I felt my heart stop.
"N-no." I lied.
"You're lying. She's not even that pretty! She looks like a boy and she has plugs! Plugs Mattie!"
"First of all, don't call me Mattie. Secondly, Acelyn is a very nice girl once you get to know her-"
"Plugs!" She repeated, totally tuning me out. "She will have holes in her ears for the rest of time!"
"They're not even that big, they're, like, a centimeter in diameter."
"PLUGS." She repeated. "And she looks like a dude! Her hair is so short, I thought you liked long hair on girls! She doesn't even look like a girl! SHE LOOKS LIKE A MAN!" I was worried that Acelyn would hear this, so I tried to quiet A.J. down.
"Will you please be quiet?" I asked, grabbing my crutches and getting to my feet. "Go home A.J."
"But Mattie!"
"Go home." I snapped. A.J. gave me the face and I knew what was coming. "Come on, don't cry. I just don't like you like that A.J. And please don't insult my friends."
"FRIENDS?" She shrieked. "You've known her for, like, an hour!" I ran my hands through my hair.
"A.J. Go back to your room." I ordered. She looked hurt, but I was getting really sick of her I'm-going-to-cry-so-you'll-hug-me game. Then she got this funny look in her eyes and shoved me onto my bed, pressing her lips to mine and slipping off my shirt before I even knew what was happening.
"WILL YOU STOP?" I cried, easily over powering her. That's when I heard the knock on my door. A.J. smiled wickedly and skipped over to open it.
Acelyn just stared, her face bright red.
"Sorry, am I interrupting something?"
"No." I said.
"Yes." A.J. answered simultaneously. Acelyn bit her lip.
"Well, I can see you've got plans Matt, so I guess I'll see you later." She gave a small wave.
"NO!" I hollered, but A.J. had already closed the door. "Why the hell did you do that?" I hollered. A.J. shrugged.
"You said you guys were just friends, so…" She smiled at me and walked out the door. I let out a long sigh as she shut the door.
"Fuck."