Well, looks like I'm bringing Extreme Rules to FFN. No more words, ladies and gentlemen. Enjoy this random thing in my mind, because there's gonna be more...

Oh, so much more. Less than three. :)

Chapter 1

The Linkup

When people often think of places they were most comfortable in, the top turnbuckle in a wrestling ring probably would be their last choice.

For Reginald 'Reggie' Ross, however, it was like a second home. A place where he could clear his head.

High up above the canvas, he turned to the people in the audience, hearing the suspense in their voices as he righted himself on the top turnbuckle. He performed his signature pose, one that he invented himself before stepping into a ring. Raising four fingers, he faced the crowd with a simple wink, sticking his tongue out.

It was his calling card. His way to energize himself through the roar of the crowd.

Tired but stimulated, Reggie heard the crowd's thunderous cheers, sensing that the end was near. He stared down his fearsome opponent, "The Big Bad" Maverick Wolfe. The BGW World Heavyweight Champion.

The soon-to-be ex-champion.

Soaring high from the top rope, Reggie heard the crowd scream his wrestling finisher's name…

"Pulse Rate!"

A combination of a Frog Splash and a top-rope elbow drop, his strike was true...the elbow connected against Wolfe's chest! Static lingered in the air as the referee led the crowd to repeat the penultimate three-count.

"1…2…3!"

It was over. Silence lingered for a second before the crowd erupted in cheers.

Reggie was stunned, his expression filled with shock and joy. The bell tolled as the ring announcer made the call he thought he would never hear…

"Your winner…and the NEEEEEW BGW Heavyweight Champion of the Woooooorld…'4K' Cameron Knight!"

'4K' Cameron Knight. Reggie's wrestling persona.

Known for his innovative, high-flying moves, never-say-die attitude, and his warm, pearly-white smile, Cameron was a rarity in today's wrestling world. A 'babyface' that people admired. One they looked up to. Holding the title up high, Cameron felt on top of the world. However, alone in his hotel room, it was a bittersweet feeling for Reggie.

"I did it," he uttered with a short smile, staring at the leaf-green carpeting. "I finally did it…"

It felt amazing for Reggie. After setting out to make sure his life was better than it was and after working his ass off, it finally happened. He was a world champion. But in his heart, he knew an inconvenient truth: he still felt empty. The title was great to look at, but in the back of his mind, he frowned, knowing he was missing something. He wasn't sure what it was, but he felt it.

He didn't love it. He didn't even like it. But Reggie knew it.

Despite the nagging feeling, though, the pristine glow of his new title lifted some of the weight off of Reggie's shoulders. It was a beautiful design with hues of red, silver, and gold giving it a striking look, its resemblance like that of a majestic crown. It was a bit glittery in the moonlight, too.

Well, as Reggie would soon find out, it was almost as glittery as a small, winged human appearing out of thin air…

"Well, champ, you finally did it! I gotta say, not gonna lie, I kinda wish you aimed for the dick a little bit. It would've been hilarious."

Kyu Sugardust, Reggie's personal 'Love Fairy', rested on the hotel bed. Her little leafy outfit was almost as interesting as her playful grin, her pink hair trickling down the edge of the bed like the room's curtains.

"Heh, well, I'll keep it in mind when I turn heel, Sugardust," Reggie said with a smirk, sitting on the edge of his bed.

Kyu pouted, hearing her last name from Reggie's lips - a common occurrence. She quickly reverted to her smile, one as sweet as sugar. "Heh, hmm. If your love life was as solid as your humour, you'd have no use for me."

She smirked back as Reggie scoffed with a laugh.

"My love life is perfectly fine," he said. Kyu, of course, didn't believe him.

"Didn't seem that way when you and Beli ended up striking out."

Reggie rolled his eyes. "I mean…Beli is a sweetheart. She's not someone I'd have sex with, say something like, 'Thanks for the sex, homie', and dip."

He stared down Kyu as she joined him on the edge.

"That's cold, champ," she grinned, dripping self-awareness behind her smile.

"Where's the lie, though?"

"You right, you right." After the two shared a quick laugh, Kyu continued. "But how come you can't pull the trigger, dude?"

Reggie paused, standing up as he walked to the window of his hotel room, taking a long look at Downtown Glenberry. A university town, the bright neon lights and large buildings were familiar sights, one that he knew all too well. However, the downtown core was a very familiar sight. In his twenty-eight years of life, he was a fighter. And since moving from Houston at a young age, he thought himself a native in Glenberry, trying to make it big in the professional wrestling circuit.

'Eyes to the sky,' he thought to himself, the words echoing in his mind like an alarm clock he never wanted to stop from ringing.

It was a sentence, a long-standing reminder that he kept as a source of motivation, to elevate even further with unyielding ambition.

"I've poured my blood, sweat, and tears all over, but…I always come back home to Glenberry." Looking back at his new championship title, Reggie sighed, turning to Kyu. "I've always kind of wanted…something more out of my life, y'know?"

Staring at Reggie during his moment of introspection, Kyu - ever being the curious soul - tried to read his mind by gauging his response.

"Well, you're – what – a 'World Heavyweight Champion', now?" Kyu said, looking at the title with faint interest. "That's legit, I guess. Besides, you woulda had Beli, as well. You know, if you went on one more date with her!"

"It…" Reggie tried to explain but realizing the losing battle, he eased off. "It's different. Beli's a special lady. Aiko was great, too…"

Kyu smiled, her rosy cheeks blushing with pride while she crossed her legs. "Thanks, Reggie. I know! I'm pretty good."

"But…"

"But?"

"But…I just need someone that gets me going. A thrill-seeker! Someone that gives me the same feelings I felt during my championship match. You saw how happy I was, right?"

Kyu blinked before an impish smile curled across her face. "Oh! A motivator, huh? I see what you—"

"Not that Audrey chick you told me about. Or that Lillian girl." Reggie walked up to Kyu, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Why?" Kyu donned a surprisingly curious look on her face.

"Not my type. Besides, I know about what you did the last time you paired someone up with her."

"That guy was on a roll! What was I supposed to do? I'm a Love Fairy, not a Friend Fairy. Those 'Friend Fairy' bitches are pushovers, anyways!"

"Sure, Kyu." Reggie chuckled softly before standing up. "Look. It's getting late. How about you do whatever it is you do, change into 'wingless Kyu', and come with me for something to eat?"

"Ooh, I see." Loving his request, Kyu changed into her sleek and sexy red-and-black dress. With a wave of her fingers, her wings disappeared as she pointed to her hair. "Pink or brown?"

"Eh. Pink. It makes you look special," Reggie said with a smile, changing into a more casual look.

Sporting his gold-and-black bomber jacket, he stood in front of a nearby mirror. He wasn't the kind of guy to turn heads like Wolfe, but he was a charmer. At least, charming enough to make a good first impression with others. With an athletic build, he was pretty tall with hazel eyes, a light stubble, dark brown skin, and a nice faded twist – his new - and signature - physical trait.

He flashed his pretty-boy smile, admiring his and Kyu's look as he turned to face her. "Can't go wrong with the classics, Kyu. Nice."

Kyu chuckled. "You know me so well, 4K. Now come on, let's live it up in high def!"

She led the way as she walked out of Reggie's hotel room.

"It's just two friends hanging out," exclaimed Reggie as he grabbed his motorcycle helmet. "And that pun's lame as hell!"

"Uh-huh!"

It was tough to cruise around Glenberry at night. It wasn't because of the traffic. That was fine for Reggie. Maintaining the pro wrestler lifestyle with Kyu was a welcoming challenge.

However, it had some roadblocks.

From handling the paparazzi to greeting passionate fans to spending hours training and preparing for his matches, there wasn't a lot of time in his life where Reggie can be just…Reggie. To make matters more difficult, his lifestyle with Beli was a mix he wouldn't wish on someone as kind and caring as her. Cruising along the roads, he frowned, wondering why his lifestyle didn't fit her life as well as it did for him.

However, a cruise along the streets on his motorcycle with Kyu was perfect. Kyu was adventurous and a daredevil, capable of fading into the background…literally. Despite her 'interesting' personality, she was a good friend.

To Reggie, she was a pain in the ass as well, but a good friend, nevertheless. He smiled, realizing it wasn't entirely a nagging pain. Quickly looking back at Kyu, Reggie wondered why as he spoke to her.

"Hey, let's switch things up and swing by Turtle Bay Beach for a few," he shouted. "Sound good to you?"

Despite not being invisible, seeing people terrified of her on a motorcycle with no helmet was eerily pleasing to Kyu. "Okay, but you better have, like, the perfect place for us to eat! I'm hungry, dude!"

Reggie laughed. "Shit, you know I'm good for it! Steak and lobster?"

"Dude!" Kyu squealed a bit. "Don't even! That's, like, illegal where I'm from!"

"You got it!" Reggie chuckled while Kyu beamed.

"I was wrong about you! You're not so bad, Ross! Better than that other Ross Audrey keeps talking about!"

"Yeah, man! And I'm pretty good at Divekick, too!"

"Don't get your hopes up, champ! You're not that good!" Kyu shook her head with an adorable grin as the two travelled to Turtle Bay Beach.

Staring up at the starry night sky, Reggie was home yet again, thinking about past memories.

As a kid, he loved to take small trips with his family, gazing up at the stars at night. He loved to sit with his mother, watching the swirling patterns in the skies with childlike wonder with his brothers, giggling as his father rubbed his bald head.

It was bonding time he would never forget…

Relaxing beside a tree, Reggie smiled up at the sky as Kyu slowly glided next to him.

"You know, Reggie, I might not be the best at this. But your mom would've been proud of you," she smiled. "I haven't known you for a while, but you're...different."

Reggie beamed, appreciating a rare moment of warmth and gratitude from Kyu. "Thanks, Kyu."

"No sweat," she said as she returned Reggie's warm grin. "But keep it a secret. Playing favourites ain't how I roll." She winked.

The two shared some peace and quiet before Reggie sighed. "Well, I've had my alone time. Let's go stuff our faces."

"Awesome! Let's go!" Reggie and Kyu started to make their way to a nearby restaurant, but not before Kyu heard footsteps.

Very close footsteps.

Kyu quickly vanished. "Easy, champ. Someone's coming."

Before Reggie could react, he heard a voice. Slightly mechanical but articulate, it was a feminine voice with a matter-of-fact tone…

"Stay right where you are!"

Reggie followed the strange voice's command. He tried to locate the source of the sound, but no one seemed to be next to him.

"Listen, lady, I'd love to take a picture with you, but the last—"

"Don't say another word! You have something that's quite valuable to me. I would like to have it back if you don't mind."

'What?' Reggie said in his mind, confused as hell.

"Listen, I—"

As soon as he could mutter another word, a figure emerged from out of the blue. In the dead of night, Reggie would be scared. However, the being that appeared in front of him was enthralling, to say the least.

It was a woman. Humanoid, but different…

She was a couple of inches shorter than him, but she was surprisingly taller than most women he's met. With light blue skin and short, winding horns, her shoulder-length bangs were as white as the flag Reggie wanted to have on him. Her curvaceous body was alluring and irresistible, a sight for the senses and a feast for the eyes. Her orange eyes glimmered in the moonlight, equal parts exotic and foreboding. The woman wore a weird suit. It was blue and white, a suit that matched her skin tone with a dainty yet revealing nature.

She looked very attractive. To Reggie, she was attractive. And for the first time in his life, he did the one thing he thought he would never do. He failed to make a good first impression.

He blinked, his eyes wide open with shock and a bit of fascination.

"Erm, just what are you looking at, human?" the figure said, approaching him with a look of caution.

Reggie was staring at the figure's eyes before his gaze lingered on her breasts a bit. Not wanting to tempt fate, though, he stared back into her eyes.

"N-nothing. I-I-I was just…You're blue."

"And you are brown. What of it?"

"Well, technically black, but that's just…stupid-ass semantics." Reggie chuckled nervously. "Umm, hey, listen. I don't know if you…"

Suddenly, Reggie heard Kyu's voice. "Hold this for me. Don't worry. I'll get you out of this."

She subtly handed him a small device. It looked weird and to Reggie, it was probably weird. Very, very weird. There seemed to be a hum around the contraption, one that resonated with another distant hum nearby.

The figure immediately took an interest to the device, sticking a hand out. "I see you have found my ship engine's gear. If you would hand it over to me, your co-operation would be greatly appreciated."

He wasn't one to turn down a beautiful woman's request, but this woman was quite the enigma, literally appearing out of thin air. Using his love of sci-fi movies, Reggie wasn't buying her words as he slowly shook his head.

"And why would I do that? Huh? Are you gonna pull a Men in Black on me and wipe my mind?"

As quickly as Reggie made the joke, he heard a really sobering and clear-cut answer from the entity.

"No. I do not understand that reference, but I assure you mind-wiping capabilities are not part of my repertoire. However, if need be, extreme force may be exercised against you." A weapon – looking similar to a futuristic handgun – appeared and then disappeared in her other hand. "I won't ask you again, human. Please hand it over."

Reggie slowly gave the contraption to the blue-skinned figure before he paused. "How…how the hell can I trust you?"

"That object is an extremely rare gear made up of a precious alloy, one that's nonexistent in your world. It is a gear that is essential to my ship's engine. Without it, I cannot leave this planet." After Reggie handed the device to her, the figure smiled. "Thank you. It would be wise if you never remembered seeing me again."

The figure started to disappear, but Reggie stopped her.

"Hey, wait! What if I don't?" he said before the figure immediately brandished the gun, aiming it at his face. "Wait, wait!"

Her orange eyes glared with purpose, her voice calm but focused. "Your and your planet's fate will be quite catastrophic if you divulge any information about this encounter. Choose your next words very carefully."

Without warning, Reggie did the exact opposite. Seeing the beauty and the badassness of this mysterious figure, he stammered with his hands raised in the air.

"I w-will! But I have to say…even though you…you might kill me for this…"

"What?!" The figure raised the pitch of her voice a bit in tentative agitation. "Tell me, human!"

"You're very attractive! AndIliketoknowyourname! Pleasedon'tkillme!" Reggie shouted before closing his eyes.

Silence.

He heard Kyu chuckle from a distance.

"You forgot to say please again, champ," she whispered, watching - and loving - her 'friend' squirm in his shoes.

A sound of indignation escaped Reggie's lips before he's stopped by…a different sound. It's a really cute sound of pleasant surprise escaping the figure's lips.

"Oh! Uh, hehe. Ooh. R-really?"

Reggie nodded. "Mmhm."

"Do y-you…oh, my…do you actually think I'm attractive?"

The gun immediately disappeared as her composure changed. Judging from her reaction, she was nervous, too shy to look at Reggie's face as she was flushed deep blue across her face, blushing deeply.

There were lots of comments rattling in Reggie's mind. Yes. 100 percent. No shit. As sure as Kyu was being a shit-stirrer.

But the only word that escaped his lips sounded as meek as his body language. He nodded with a half-nervous, half-friendly smile.

"Yeah-huh."

Based on her reaction, Reggie was surprised to see the figure gasp again, surprised that she didn't get to hear compliments like that. Reggie wasn't sure why; after all, she looked incredible. A bombshell of a woman. One with horns and blue skin, but a bombshell nonetheless.

The two exchanged some playful eye contact; the woman giggled, biting her lip. Playful and a bit lewd, it was the sexiest giggle Reggie ever heard. A dopey chuckle and a smile came out of him as the woman giggled in response, obviously surprised by their mutual interest.

"W-well…Erm, well, thank you," the woman said, taking a second to clear her throat. "Based on the damage to my ship, I cannot seem to repair it fast enough to ensure an expeditious departure. This will help, though. So, thank you again."

With a more pleasant tone to his voice, Reggie sighed and approached her carefully, his arm out to greet her. "I-I'm Reginald Ross, but everyone calls me…" He gulped, seeing how beautiful the figure was when she smiled. "Reggie."

She returned the favour. Her hand felt cold, colder than normal. However, her warm welcome seemed to make it better for Reggie.

"Greetings, Reginald 'Reggie' Ross. My name is—"

"Oh, shit! Is that Cameron Knight!" From out of nowhere, a young teenager's voice was heard within earshot, appearing with a group of his friends. He spotted Reggie with the figure. "Who's that greeting him? Come on, guys!"

"Fuck." Reggie took the figure by the hand, rushing her over to his motorcycle. "No time! Come with me!"

Putting the helmet on the figure, he watched her blink, immensely surprised at the gesture. "Oh, my! …Why would—"

"No time to talk! Hold on to me!"

He revved up his motorcycle, quickly leaving Turtle Bay Beach with the figure behind him as they made their way to the hotel…

Upon arriving back at the hotel, not a lot of fans remained there. It was late as a couple of supporters greeted Reggie, surprised by the strange, helmet-wearing, blue-skinned figure walking hand-in-hand beside him. He quickly made his way to his room with the help of security, disregarding their questions.

Now back in his hotel room, he took off the helmet as the figure straightened her hair with a shimmy, staring at Reggie with indignation.

"And what was that for?!" she huffed.

Reggie smiled sheepishly, trying to ease her worries.

"Well, you see I'm kind of known around here. I get hassled on the daily. It's fine, but I kinda like some alone time. Not all the time! Just from…time to time. Plus, I'm worried they might see you and I kinda want to avoid anyone else seeing you. So, I thought I'd bring you here!" He closed his eyes with a frown before opening them again. "It sounds stupid, I know. I'm sorry about that!"

The figure sighed, relaxing as she sat on the bed. "Don't say that. It wasn't stupid…"

The bed was fluffy and warm to the touch. She cooed a bit before sensing there was someone else in the room.

"Oh! Apologies! In any case, there is no need to apologize to me. I appreciate your candour." The woman tilted her head somewhat as she stared Reggie down with a curious smile. "Celeste. My name is Celeste Luvendass."

Celeste Luvendass.

To Reggie, the name sounded just as beautiful as she was.

"Celeste," he said, committing it to memory. "It's a pleasure to meet ya! Hey, how about we hang out here for a minute? Get to know each other? Maybe we can have a date. It's not that late for me, anyway."

Celeste blushed before staring around the room.

"Oh. Well…" With a light, adorable laugh, she nodded. "Sounds pleasant. What would you like to know about me?"

In a hotel room with a stranger from possibly another world, Reggie Ross never felt more uncomfortable in his life…

And he started to love it.