This is a little AU-ish, so I'll explain the settings. The Main Event Mafia reunited two months ago under Kurt Angle's direction. In this fan-fic, AJ Styles is 31 and Chris Daniels is 33. AJ is the heavyweight champ and OBD is the Knockout Champ. I'll explain everything else you need to know in the story.

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the TNA Wrestlers or events. I only own the people I make up.

Heads turned as the beautiful red-haired woman walked backstage before the TNA show started. She looked to be about 22 years old and was nearly 5'7". She definitely was one of the hottest girls that many of the guys had seen, but she had a very down-to-earth vibe about her, like she didn't let it go to her head.

Cayden could feel the eyes staring at her as she made her way down the hallway. She recognized a few of the faces, but most of them were new and weren't there last time she had been at TNA. She tugged at the duffel bag on her shoulder and trudged through the hallway towards her destination.

She reached the "Main Event Mafia's" locker room and frowned. She couldn't believe that the Mafia was back together. She hated the Mafia. And, most of all, she hated that her brother had joined them.

She remembered a time when he had hated the Mafia. He would call her and complain about Angle and all the crap he was pulling. However, even she could admit that he had changed over the past couple of months. But, he was still her brother, and she would always love him, no matter how stupid he was being at this point in time.

She slowly reached up and knocked on the door. A few moments later, Scott Steiner opened the door with Kevin Nash right behind him.

"Well, hello pretty lady. How can I help you?" Steiner asked, as he gave her a smirk that made Cayden uncomfortable.

"Steiner, you idiot, stop hitting on her." Nash said, rolling his eyes, before he turned his attention to Cayden.

"Hey Cayden. Long time no see. How have you been?"

"Pretty good Diesel. Yourself?" She asked, as politely as possible.

"I'm good. Want me to get your brother?"

She nodded, as he yelled into the locker room. "Yo, Daniels. You got a visitor."

Nash walked away from the door, practically dragging Steiner, who was still staring at Cayden, with him.

Christopher Daniels walked to the door, and when he saw Cayden, his eyes lit up and a big smile crossed his face.

"Short stack?"

"Professor X!"

She quickly dropped her duffel bag to the side, as he wrapped his arms around her and spun her around.

"What the heck are you doing her kiddo?" He asked, as he sat her down and held her at arms length.

"This." She handed him a piece of paper that he quickly glanced over.

"Is this legit?"

"Too legit to quit." She smirked.

His smile grew too big for his face as he gave her a bone crushing hug.

"Cay, I'm so proud of you! I can't believe this. Here, we have to tell the guys."

Cayden smiled, thinking that her brother meant their mutual friends in the business, but instead, he guided her into the MEM locker room. Her smile shrunk, but she tried to keep the appearance.

"Guys, I want you to meet my little sister, Cayden. Cayden, meet the new Main Even Mafia: Kurt Angle, Kevin Nash, Scott Steiner, Booker T, Sharmell, and Samoa Joe."

The guys all said hi and shook her hand, except Scott, who kissed her hand. She looked at Chris, who crossed his arms and looked at Steiner threateningly. Scott backed up, and put his hands up as if to say he was innocent.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you Cayden. Chris talks about you all the time." Kurt politely said.

She smiled, "Yeah. I've been meaning to come visit, but I've been living in Indiana the last couple of years, going to school at the University of Notre Dame. I just graduated a few weeks ago."

"Cay, stop being so modest. She was actually Summa Cum Laude and was the President of her class."

"Oh, congratulations. What are you planning on doing now that you're out of school?" Sharmell asked.

"Well, actually, Cayden here just signed on as the newest Knockout." Chris informed them, showing them Cayden's contract, the paper that she had shown him earlier.

"Oh, wow. Well, congratulations. Do you have a match tonight?" Booker asked.

"Actually, they're debuting me at the Knockout Battle-Royal tonight that will determine the No. 1 Contender for the title."

"Oh, well good luck. You know, if you do well out there tonight, there may be a spot for you in the Mafia." Kurt said, making it sound as though she should be extremely grateful for the opportunity.

Yeah. Not even in your dreams. She wanted to snap, but kept herself from doing so. Instead, she smiled back at him. "Well, we'll just have to see how tonight goes. Um, would it be okay if I stole X for a few minutes?"

"X?"

"Oh, yeah, sorry. I call Chris that sometimes, as in Professor X, from the X-Men. You know, cause they're both bald."

The others laughed at this.

"Yeah, sure, just don't keep him too long. We need to talk about the game plan for tonight."

I'm sure you do Kurt. She thought.

She walked outside with Chris behind her, picked up her bag and walked around the corner before she stopped.

"What the heck X? The Mafia?"

He sighed. "Cay, its not…."

"You hated the Mafia. Remember, you would call me all the time and complain to me all the time about Angle. And now, you're one of them. And, speaking of phone calls, you used to call me all the time, and now, I'm lucky to hear from you once every two weeks. And you missed my graduation. I know we already talked about that and I understand, but it still sucks. You are all I have left and you're shutting me out and its crap. So, you want to tell me what's going on?"

"Look. The Mafia is a great opportunity for me to get ahead in my career. Let's face it; I've been pretty stagnant since I got back. Kurt and them are going to help me get back on top and get my title back."

"Bull."

"What?"

"They won't. You really think those guys are going to let you get a title shot while they sit back and watch? No, if they do let you win the title, they're going to take you out, just like they take out every champ. And you still didn't answer my question about the phone calls."

"Look, Kurt just keeps us really busy. I've meant to call you more, but…"

"Oh, so you're in a cult now?"

"Cay…can we please not have this argument right now? Let's just be glad that you're here in TNA finally."

"Yeah, okay. But when this war breaks out, which it will, don't expect me to automatically side with the Mafia because you're in it."

Chris chuckled. "I didn't think that for a second, kid. You make your own decisions, always have, but, I think once you weigh the options, you'll realize that the Mafia is the way to go."

"We'll see Chris, but you know how much I hate that elitist attitude of Angle's. Heck, if anyone should be arrogant, it'd be me, because of what I achieved at Notre Dame. I just don't like people who brag all the time and think they're better than everyone else."

"I know Short Stack, but he isn't as bad as you think."

"Look, I just don't know about the whole Mafia thing, but if you're happy, then I guess I'm happy."

He smiled as he hugged her.

"Hey, you're going to watch my match tonight, right?"

"Of course Cay."

"Good. I want you to tell me how you think I do. And, do you think you can swing by my locker room before I head out to the ring? I want you to see my outfit. I think you'll like it."

"Of course kiddo. I'll see you soon. Good luck tonight. I'm so glad you're here. C-squared is going to run this place."

He quickly wrapped his sister in a bone-crushing hug, before he turned back towards the Mafia locker room.

"Hey, Chris?"

He turned and looked at his sister.

"Just, promise me that you won't let the Mafia change you. I need you. You're all I have left."

Chris nodded. "Cayden, no matter what happens with the Mafia, I will always be your older brother and I will always have your back."

She smiled as he turned the corner. As soon as he was out of sight, she sighed. She still had one more person to go see before her match, and this one was going to be much tougher meeting than the first.

I'll post Chapter 2 right now. The more reviews I get the more motivated I am to write, so please review, even if its only a line. Thanks.