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Chapter 1.
Gaby Callaway walked into the TNA Asylum for her first day of work. She had applied for an assistant job, and was surprised that not only did Vince Russo and Jerry Jarrett called her for an interview, but also when they called her back to tell her that she had gotten the job.
She looked around the arena. It looked a lot bigger in person than it did on TV, but of course most arenas did. She looked around realizing that this would soon become her second home. She would probably be spending most of her time here doing paperwork and keeping up with injury reports and such. She made her way backstage to see if she could find Vince Russo. She passed CM Punk, Julio Dinero and their manager Father Mitchell. She didn't know why, but she found Father Mitchell extremely creepy, maybe it was the way he looked, he did sort of resemble Satan. She walked faster as she passed him hoping that he wouldn't talk to her. Luckily, he continued talking strategy to the guys and didn't pay her any attention.
"Miss Callaway, glad you made it."
"Me too. There was a second there when I passed Father Mitchell that I thought I had actually arrived in hell. No offence, but he sort of resembles Satan." She said with a small smile.
"Don't worry, a lot of people have said that about him. I figured that I'd show you around and let you learn the ropes for a few days. I don't want to just throw you in over your head."
"Thanks Mr. Russo, I really appreciate that and the job too."
"Please call me Vince. It's been a while, but I remember what it's like just starting out in a big company, I used to work for McMahon."
"Yeah, I remember that. I thought about working there, but raveling 4-5 nights a week, living out of a suitcase, that's just not for me. I couldn't do it. Besides, I'd much rather work here. It seems much more personal, you know, not so many people running around that you can't remember who everyone is."
"There are definitely not as many people here as there are at the WWE. I think you'll like it here Miss Callaway."
"Please call me Gaby." She said.
"Russo, I'm beating Harris next week right? I am getting that title off Jarrett soon, right?"
"Raven, how many times do I have to tell you that you will get your title shot when I say you get your title shot. Understand?"
"That's bullshit and you know it! I deserve that title shot Russo, and I have deserved it for quite some time now, now give it to me or else!!"
"Or else what Raven? What are you going to do?"
"Boys, boys, boys. There has to be a reasonable way to settle this so that you both get what you want."
"Who the hell are you?"
"Such language to use with Mr. Russo's new assistant. Now, Raven, I bet that you and I can work something out. Mr. Russo, which way is your office?"
"Down that hallway, second door on your left."
"Come with me Raven." Gaby led Raven into Vince's office. "Have a seat Raven." he sat down on the couch in the office wondering what this new girl was going to come up with.
"Now, am I right in saying that you have to face Chris Harris for the No. 1 Contender slot next week?"
"Yeah, what about it?"
"Well, we do have a show tonight am I right?"
"Yeah."
"Well, since you want to win your match with him next week, why don't we give him a little run for his money this week?"
"What did you have in mind?"
"Well, since he has to face a hardcore legend such as yourself, why don't we get him prepared for what he may face in the ring next week?"
Gaby saw an evil smirk forming on Raven's face. "I see you're starting to like this idea."
"That too. I like you, you're ruthless. So, what exactly did you have in mind?"
"Well, how about Chris Harris warms up tonight in a hardcore match against, hmmmm, how about, Sandman? I know that you two have had some awesome feuds, and I know how brutal he can be. How does that sound?"
Raven chuckled evilly. "Sounds like you and I just worked out a deal. You better go tell Russo that I'm not going to kick his ass right now." Gaby and Raven walked out of Russo's office and they parted ways.
"How did it go? Did he threaten you?"
"Vince, we had a nice conversation, and we worked out a deal. He was happy with the deal and even said that he liked me because I was ruthless."
"Raven likes someone? That's strange, but why are you ruthless?"
"Oh yeah, that, well, I told him that since we have tonight's show, and his number one contender's match is not until next week, I would give Chris Harris a warm up match."
"That's nothing new, I've given Harris warm up matches before."
"Yeah, but they've never been hardcore matches against Sandman."
"YOU WHAT??? You gave him a hardcore match against Sandman?? What the hell were you thinking?"
"I told him that since he has to face a hardcore legend next week, that he needs a hardcore match to warm up, and Sandman seemed like the best choice. Raven was very happy, and told me to tell you that he would not kick your ass right now."
"I can't believe you actually got him to agree to that without promising him anything. You didn't promise him anything did you?"
"Vince, you will be very pleased to know that the only thing I promised him is that Chris Harris will be facing Sandman tonight in a hardcore match."
"Well, you may work out better than I expected." Vince said. He was very happy that he didn't have to deal with more of Raven's whining about not having his title shot. "This evening may be peaceful after all."
"Russo!"
*Damn* Vince thought. He knew that voice. Someone must have told Harris about his match.
"What the hell is this that Raven is telling me about I have a match against Sandman? you can forget it, I'm not facing Sandman in a hardcore match tonight or any night." He said as he stormed off.
Vince and Gaby heard the crowd cheering a little while later and figured that the show must have started. She turned on the monitor in the office and watched as a very pissed off Chris Harris walked out to the ring.
Chapter 1.
Gaby Callaway walked into the TNA Asylum for her first day of work. She had applied for an assistant job, and was surprised that not only did Vince Russo and Jerry Jarrett called her for an interview, but also when they called her back to tell her that she had gotten the job.
She looked around the arena. It looked a lot bigger in person than it did on TV, but of course most arenas did. She looked around realizing that this would soon become her second home. She would probably be spending most of her time here doing paperwork and keeping up with injury reports and such. She made her way backstage to see if she could find Vince Russo. She passed CM Punk, Julio Dinero and their manager Father Mitchell. She didn't know why, but she found Father Mitchell extremely creepy, maybe it was the way he looked, he did sort of resemble Satan. She walked faster as she passed him hoping that he wouldn't talk to her. Luckily, he continued talking strategy to the guys and didn't pay her any attention.
"Miss Callaway, glad you made it."
"Me too. There was a second there when I passed Father Mitchell that I thought I had actually arrived in hell. No offence, but he sort of resembles Satan." She said with a small smile.
"Don't worry, a lot of people have said that about him. I figured that I'd show you around and let you learn the ropes for a few days. I don't want to just throw you in over your head."
"Thanks Mr. Russo, I really appreciate that and the job too."
"Please call me Vince. It's been a while, but I remember what it's like just starting out in a big company, I used to work for McMahon."
"Yeah, I remember that. I thought about working there, but raveling 4-5 nights a week, living out of a suitcase, that's just not for me. I couldn't do it. Besides, I'd much rather work here. It seems much more personal, you know, not so many people running around that you can't remember who everyone is."
"There are definitely not as many people here as there are at the WWE. I think you'll like it here Miss Callaway."
"Please call me Gaby." She said.
"Russo, I'm beating Harris next week right? I am getting that title off Jarrett soon, right?"
"Raven, how many times do I have to tell you that you will get your title shot when I say you get your title shot. Understand?"
"That's bullshit and you know it! I deserve that title shot Russo, and I have deserved it for quite some time now, now give it to me or else!!"
"Or else what Raven? What are you going to do?"
"Boys, boys, boys. There has to be a reasonable way to settle this so that you both get what you want."
"Who the hell are you?"
"Such language to use with Mr. Russo's new assistant. Now, Raven, I bet that you and I can work something out. Mr. Russo, which way is your office?"
"Down that hallway, second door on your left."
"Come with me Raven." Gaby led Raven into Vince's office. "Have a seat Raven." he sat down on the couch in the office wondering what this new girl was going to come up with.
"Now, am I right in saying that you have to face Chris Harris for the No. 1 Contender slot next week?"
"Yeah, what about it?"
"Well, we do have a show tonight am I right?"
"Yeah."
"Well, since you want to win your match with him next week, why don't we give him a little run for his money this week?"
"What did you have in mind?"
"Well, since he has to face a hardcore legend such as yourself, why don't we get him prepared for what he may face in the ring next week?"
Gaby saw an evil smirk forming on Raven's face. "I see you're starting to like this idea."
"That too. I like you, you're ruthless. So, what exactly did you have in mind?"
"Well, how about Chris Harris warms up tonight in a hardcore match against, hmmmm, how about, Sandman? I know that you two have had some awesome feuds, and I know how brutal he can be. How does that sound?"
Raven chuckled evilly. "Sounds like you and I just worked out a deal. You better go tell Russo that I'm not going to kick his ass right now." Gaby and Raven walked out of Russo's office and they parted ways.
"How did it go? Did he threaten you?"
"Vince, we had a nice conversation, and we worked out a deal. He was happy with the deal and even said that he liked me because I was ruthless."
"Raven likes someone? That's strange, but why are you ruthless?"
"Oh yeah, that, well, I told him that since we have tonight's show, and his number one contender's match is not until next week, I would give Chris Harris a warm up match."
"That's nothing new, I've given Harris warm up matches before."
"Yeah, but they've never been hardcore matches against Sandman."
"YOU WHAT??? You gave him a hardcore match against Sandman?? What the hell were you thinking?"
"I told him that since he has to face a hardcore legend next week, that he needs a hardcore match to warm up, and Sandman seemed like the best choice. Raven was very happy, and told me to tell you that he would not kick your ass right now."
"I can't believe you actually got him to agree to that without promising him anything. You didn't promise him anything did you?"
"Vince, you will be very pleased to know that the only thing I promised him is that Chris Harris will be facing Sandman tonight in a hardcore match."
"Well, you may work out better than I expected." Vince said. He was very happy that he didn't have to deal with more of Raven's whining about not having his title shot. "This evening may be peaceful after all."
"Russo!"
*Damn* Vince thought. He knew that voice. Someone must have told Harris about his match.
"What the hell is this that Raven is telling me about I have a match against Sandman? you can forget it, I'm not facing Sandman in a hardcore match tonight or any night." He said as he stormed off.
Vince and Gaby heard the crowd cheering a little while later and figured that the show must have started. She turned on the monitor in the office and watched as a very pissed off Chris Harris walked out to the ring.