Disclaimer: I do not own any WWE superstar, however I do own OC characters such as Alysia Marie and others which will appear later in the story.
*NOTE* In my story, all three brands (Smackdown, Raw and ECW) are one big brand, simply because I can't be bothered checking which superstars are on each brand and restricting the characters I can use.

However untrue it seemed to her, Alysia Marie was standing in the middle of the WWE arena. Even though the arena was currently empty, she still felt the adrenaline pumping through her veins, causing her hands to shake, and her stomach to ache with nerves.
Alysia was the sister of a certain WWE superstar. However, she would never admit who. As she held a secret inside her heart which made her dislike, or perhaps, even hate her brother. Nevertheless Alysia would never allow this hatred to stop her from joining this industry. This was because this industry would be a life changing journey for her.
Perhaps a life saving one.
Alysia had been through hell in the last four years. Even though she was the sweet age of 21, Alysia had seen more than most people have seen in their lives. Her body was covered in scars, many were self inflicted reminders. However, her mind and memory were also covered in scars. None of these were self inflicted. These blood-chilling memories would haunt her until the very day she died, yet she was trying to find a cure for herself. She was trying to move on. Although her mind was full of doubting words, she decided that even if the one person she despised was in this business also, she would overcome this, to avoid the one person she never wanted to see again in her life. Someone who had been with her through all the four years and more, someone who had caused most of this pain.
Snapping herself back into reality, Alysia Marie suddenly realised that her cheeks were tearstained, and a face that she did not recognise was standing in front of her, looking concerned and caring. He was a young man, perhaps just a few years older then she herself was. Impossible to deny, he was a rather good looking man, with short brown hair and a visible tan. Not to mention, as much as Alysia hated to admit it, the man had a rather good body. He began to smile sweetly, touching her arm and starting to speak.
"Are you okay? Why are you crying?" The man asks in a sincerely concerned tone, as Alysia dries her eyes and looks away from the man, feeling genuinely embarrassed at her emotion.
"I'm fine, it's just....I'm fine." Stumbling over her words, with tears still falling, Alysia had no idea why these tears had come. Perhaps it was the fear of this new challenge? Or her thoughts? Maybe it was the memories which came floating back every time she let her mind roam free. Alysia Marie was just so unsure, so confused.
"Okay so I might not know you, but the tears are saying different words to what you are." The unknown man spoke softly, looking at Alysia's tearful eyes and seeing such great pain, such sorrow.
These words hit Alysia right in the heart like a silver bullet, causing her to simply let go, collapsing into floods of more tears. Looking shocked and slightly guilty, the man locked Alysia in his arms and tried to console her, tried to calm her. So many thoughts were running through her head, all doubting voices, wondering if she really was strong enough to do this.
Wondering if she could face him.
Pushing the kind man away, she dried her eyes while trying to smile, attempting to hide any sign that would scream out, letting him know that she really wasn't okay. "I'm fine...I'm fine....don't worry. Please...please don't worry." Alysia begged, continuing to wipe away any stray tears which happened to fall. Clearly unconvinced, the man continued to inquire.
"You sure? I'm Cody Rhodes, if you want to talk, I'm here." The man now identified as Cody Rhodes proposed kindly.
"I'm...I'm Alysia...I'm fine." Alysia stumbles over her words, before walking away from Cody and out of the WWE ring, out to the background, where she found her locker room. Taking in the fresh scent of what Alysia thought to be roses, she stood in the locker room, trying to calm herself. Attempting to lock the tears away in the back of her mind. Failing to throw away the key. With her eyes closed, nothing could harm her; this was her blissfully ignorant opinion. However, when she opened her eyes, she saw something conveniently out of place. The smell which she had identified, roses, was indeed in the room, as a vase of roses was sitting in the corner, waiting for her. Walking over to the beautiful arrangement, Alysia noticed a note lying gently on a rose petal. Picking it up cautiously, her stomach churned as she began to read the mysterious note.

Welcome to WWE sis, I'll be seeing you real soon.

Below the message, Alysia's brother had signed his name.

Gasping with horror, Alysia through down the note and pushed the vase over. As the vase hit the floor Alysia heard a large crash while feeling a sharp pain rushing through her foot. Cursing her own stupidity, she soon realised her choice of shoe for that evening meant that glass could quite easily get to her room. And indeed it had. Nevermind all of the glass all over her locker room which would no doubt land her in trouble with her new boss, but now she was bleeding. Such a familiar sight. As much as Alysia Marie hated to admit it, but the sight of her bleeding was a rather comforting one.
Even though her night had only just begun on her first day, Alysia was already having second thoughts. Her estranged brother had been informed that she was here. Thoughts began rushing through her mind, such as was her brother in the arena that evening? Would she run into him? If she did see him again, what would happen?
Pushing all of these thoughts to the back of her mind, she decided to face her fear, even though it seemed somewhat pointless to her. Leaving her locker room she hesitantly got on with the rest of her schedule, thankfully not running into her brother.
Not yet, anyway.

End of Chapter 1.