Legacy

Author: Victory Goddess

Summary: He gave her no choice, and with such, raised suspicions in her mind. Eve Hall was to live up to his legacy, but with doing so, she'd have to turn her back on everything she wanted.

Chapter 1

A beautiful winters day, cold wind blowing, a light snowfall to dance in the air as it slowly drifted to earth and the gorgeous patterns left in the snow by the feet of the energetic young. It was a day to be outside to revel in the beauty, or to play as if you have no care in the world, or for others, to closet yourself up in your home with your loved ones around a roaring fire, roasting marshmallows and drinking hot chocolate. But alas, that life is not what some have chosen, or rather what they were made for.

Eve Hall stood idly by the window and watched as the snow drifted to the ground and as lovers walked hand in hand by on the sidewalk. She wanted to be out there with them, but there was no time for simple joys in her life right now, she was preparing for the most important moment in her life and she had to be ready. That was her excuse this time, no time because she had to be prepared, wasn't it true that she had been bred for this? That this is what her life had all been leading up to? She was as ready as she'd be, mentally, physically, she could do no better by tonight, so why wasn't she outside?

She didn't give herself time for anything, she didn't want time, she had to keep busy or she'd remember her childhood, or in better terms, lack of it. Eve sighed and turned her back on the window, knowing she wasn't helping herself any, she wanted to go out, to be free, but she could never bring herself to do it, she always 'never had the time'. Looking around the room she had locked herself in only an hour before only helped to depress her further. She didn't know why she had chosen to stay with her childhood friend instead of at the hotel, it would be busier there, less time to think, less quiet, unlike the stately manor in which her friend lived.

As if on cue Rebecca Damour glided into the room, she never simply walked, but glided, with a practised perfection. She was tall, leggy and in Eve's eyes, perfect. Long chestnut brown hair floated to the centre of her back, her sky blue eyes dominated her face, catching the attention quickly and never letting it go, but it was the way she carried herself and the way she spoke that made Eve admire her most, pure elegance and calm, as if nothing could get into her head to bother her. Her clothes suited her, Eve thought in passing, a pale pink silk blouse and black slacks, simple but not.

"Eve, what are you doing?" Rebecca asked her companion, Eve had never spoken much, but she could always read her eyes, she wanted out, she wanted liberation from the world she was thrust into without choice. "Why don't you do something constructive?" Rebecca asked, coming over to her friend and leading her away from the window to the plush cushions of the white leather sofa against the right wall of the sitting room.

"I am." Eve replied, sitting down gently. "I'm moping."

Rebecca let out a small sound of disapproval before stroking the dark, golden blond of Eve's shoulder length hair. "Moping isn't constructive, love, it's deconstructive to your thoughts."

Eve let a small smile play over her lips and sat back, trying to relax, her dark blue eyes again took in the room and the richness of everything in it, it satisfied Rebecca but not her, they lived in two different worlds, how could she understand the intricacies that surrounded her fate? Eve brought her long, slender legs up underneath her on the couch as she again thought over what was to happen to her tonight. It was the beginning of her fathers master plan since the day he left the WWE, or rather it stemmed from the moment Eve had first said that she wanted to train, to follow in her fathers footsteps, but yet, this was before the formation of the nWo, how was she to know that in following in his footsteps would include a plan which was constructed to bring about the downfall of the WWE?

Yes, Eve had been bred for wrestling, since the tender age of eleven, now, less then thirteen years later it was coming to a head. Scott Hall wasn't content to sit back and watch the wrestling world move without him, no, he had to play an intricate part even if through his daughter. Along with the help of his partner in crime, Kevin Nash, the two called in favours from old friends and had people infected with what they referred to as the 'nWo virus', or in simple words, they were basically brainwashed for the job of taking down the WWE and Eve was to lead the pack since the chances of Scott or Kevin returning were not very well.

Eve wondered briefly about who she was to lead, she knew only of two of the people who had been 'infected', one was brainwashed and planted by Raven, an old friend of Kevin's who also had unfinished business with the company. Her name was Alexis Laree, currently in the OVW training facility, patiently awaiting the arrival of Eve so as she too, could join her in the WWE. The second was the Heartbreak Kid Shawn Michaels, his reasoning was more of loyalty to his friends then an unbridled hatred for the WWE, he was to co-run the group of miscreants.

Rebecca watched Eve's face for signs of her emotions from her thoughts, she saw distress, hope and nervousness, but there was something else as well that she couldn't quite put her finger on. "Eve, darling, you know I worry about you."

She snapped back to reality from her thoughts and smiled at her friend. "You sound like my mother."

"Well, she was a wise woman." Rebecca replied, getting to her feet and gliding to the bar, where she poured herself a glass of wine. "Until the unfortunate accident."

A sadness flashed quickly in Eve's eyes before vanishing. "The accident…" She repeated, that's what Rebecca had referred to it since they were nine. She was never completely convinced that's what it was though, Eve shuddered a little, remembering the brutality she had witnessed before in her father, was it truly an accident, or was it done on purpose? Her mother had always hated professional wrestling, her parents often disagreed on the subject. Her mother, Alexandra, had never let her watch her father perform, although she had begged, was it an accident? She thought again, or was it done to make sure that the legacy flowed smoothly from one to the next in line?

Rebecca immediately regretted bringing that up, the pain in Eve's eyes, the only thing she hadn't been able to conceal fully, was too real and too close to the surface. She knew what would be going through Eve's head, all the thoughts and the questions that remained unanswered fully to her, to her satisfaction, there was too many loose ends, but not enough to overtake the evidence. Rebecca sighed and downed the rest of the wine in her glass.

"Eve, listen to me, you have to get your mind on business." She twirled overdramatically, acting more happy and cheerful then she truly felt. "Just think, tonight you'll be surrounded by men with rippling muscles wearing hardly a stitch."

Eve looked at Rebecca, not a care in the world, she thought. "I've been around that my entire life, it's boring to me, it's normalcy."

Rebecca pouted for a second. "I guess that would ruin it just a little. But think about seeing all the people you've met along your fathers career, all the people you've become friends with."

"Who would that be? Kevin? Sean? Glen? Raven? None of them work for the company now, they refuse to push someone who wasn't brought to fame on their shows." She got her feet and started pacing, her hands moving in tune to her words which was her way. "They got rid of anyone who came from WCW or ECW that wouldn't make them a fortune or bring in ratings. Anyone who refused to conform was sent away. I'd rather work in the independent's then work for a company with such shoddy values." Eve stopped and looked straight into Rebecca's eyes and Rebecca swallowed painfully, she'd seen that look before, it was dangerous, but she'd never seen it on Eve, no, that look she had inherited from her father. "But I don't have a choice." Eve said slowly before stalking out of the room.

Rebecca shook her head sadly, looking out to the blistering cold for answers.