A/N: A few months ago Devin messaged me and asked me if I would take up a writing challenge. I agreed and, now that school is out, I can finally take the challenge! I will continue "The Other Daughter". So sit back, relax, and enjoy the show…
Summary: Set in present time. After being away from the WWE for nearly 6 years, Shane McMahon is ready to come back and claim what he deems is his birthright. He will destroy anyone that tries to get in his way even if it means destroying his family…and the WWE.
Recovering from an injury that has sidelined him for nearly a year, Shawn Michaels returns to RAW to become the golden boy again. When he catches wind that Shane McMahon is back….Michaels may be the only one able to stop McMahon's dictatorship.
Story Notes: Stephanie is a good girl in this story (I apologize to all my Stephanie haters out there) and so is The Miz. Stephanie and Triple H are not married and have no children and neither does Shawn Michaels (the ultimate bachelor).
Prologue
SHAWN'S POV
I made it to the hospital in no time. I ran through the doors, trying to find some fucking doctor that could tell me what the fuck was going on.
I found a desk with a woman in white sitting behind it. She must be a nurse.
I rounded on her and scared the living shit out of her. I didn't care. My baby, my angel, my reason for living was…
"Sir, please have a seat-sir, please calm down-no sir, I don't know-what's her name?-sir, if you don't calm down and have a seat, then I will call security-no, I don't know who you work for and I don't care-NOW HAVE A SEAT".
I felt a hand on my shoulder. I looked up and found Hunter standing next to me. He steered me towards a nearby sitting area and sat me down.
He took the couch next to me and folded his hands.
I don't know how much time passed. 10 seconds…20 minutes…..an hour….eternity.
The woman in white showed up again, this time with security.
I ran to her and almost knocked her down. Security tried to cuff me but stopped when Hunter stepped up and pulled me back.
Hunter…I'd forgotten he was here.
"Sir, the doctor will be here in a moment to speak with you and your friend…please have a seat."
She walked backed to the desk and sat down. The two rent-a-cops stood, arms crossed in front of me. Hunter steered me back to the seating area.
I sat down and looked at my hands. They were shaking. I tried to stop them but couldn't. Hunter calmly put his hands on mine and pushed them down. The shaking subsided a bit.
Hunter…my best fucking friend. He didn't deserve what he-
"Mr. Michaels?"
My head shot up. The doctor was standing there in green scrubs…covered in blood. The two rent-a-cops flocked around him, treating me like I was some stupid fucking terrorist.
"Doc, is she ok? Is she alive?"
"Your girlfriend is in critical condition. She lost a lot of blood and we are giving her transfusions right now…we had to perform emergency surgery to stop the bleeding and we had to remove her spleen….she is gravely injured, Mr. Michaels. These next 12 hours will tell us if…"
He didn't have to finish. I knew the answer. If she survived…
I looked at the doctor. His mouth was moving but no word were coming out.
"…Mr. Michaels, I suggest that you remain here in the hospital in case you need to say….goodbye."
He started walking away.
"Doc, what about….what about her…our baby?"
He walked back over to me and placed his hands on my shoulders.
"Mr. Michaels, I am very sorry to have tell you this but…there was nothing we could do. We had to remove the fetus…we think that the fetus may have died on impact but we're not sure…we, unfortunately, cannot perform an autopsy because your girlfriend is unconscious. I am terribly sorry."
This time, the doctor walked away.
I stood there, shaking uncontrollably. I could feel the rage building up inside. The two rent-a-cops started coming near me but Hunter waved them off.
I walked away, down the hall.
My baby, my angel, my reason for living was dying in some cold room somewhere in this God forsaken building…our baby, the baby we made was dead…lying in some cold morgue waiting to be chopped up.
I stopped in front of a window and looked at my reflection. I watched the rain outside pour stream over it.
I punched it.
Glass shattered everywhere. Blood poured from my hand.
I was going to fucking kill him…I was going to kill Shane McMahon for destroying my family.
