Seeing John Cena's sister walking around in a WWE backstage wasn't that much of a news for anybody, seeing her with a duffel bag hanging from her shoulder was new though, she had never been much into wrestling, sure, she supported her brother and she did spend time with the entire roster when she managed to take some time off, but nonetheless, she wasn't a wrestler, she was a UFC fighter and a good one at that so her quitting UFC for wrestling seemed unlikely.
Lexis was as surprised of her choice as many of the guys she was meeting in the back, she had been fighting for ages in UFC and she had been pretty sure of wanting to continue down that path, until she had been forced to quit at least, she wasn't new to heated arguments with her co-workers, all of them had pretty shitty personalities after all, but usually they took out what they had against each other on the ring she never expected anyone to threaten her personal life so, for how much she hated it, she decided to quit, take some time off and start a new career as a wrestler, it didn't take much to get a contract, not when Vince McMahon himself had asked her time and time again to join the company. She walked into her brother's locker room with a quiet sigh, right, explaining her brother why she had left her dream job, that was going to be a painful chat to have, but a needed one nonetheless, her family had lost track of her a few days before and John was probably going to freak out about that, and everything else.
She was sitting on one of the benches with her headphones firmly planted in her ears blasting the last disk from Skillet on repeat, when Punk walked into the room, she took off the headphones looking at him with an arched eyebrow, she had never met him before, mostly because she knew he didn't go out with the others much, nonetheless she knew who he was, her brother had talked about him, more than once actually, she gave him a once over before uncrossing her legs and getting up from the bench.
"If you're looking for John, he quite obviously isn't here." She said simply, crossing her arms across her chest.
"I can see that for myself, thank you. Who are you though? I thought he was married." She actually couldn't believe anyone would think she and her brother were fooling around, hell, that was gross, terribly gross
"Ew, no, thanks, John is my brother, I haven't seen him for quite some time, thought of drop by and say hi to him. I'm working here for the time being anyway." The expression that crossed Punk face for 0.2 seconds almost made her laugh, another Cena in WWE, his nightmare come to life probably, seeing how much he seemed to dislike her brother
"He didn't tell anyone, it's strange, he usually can't help but tell everyone everything all the time." She shrugged, running a hand through her short blue hair.
"He doesn't know, yet, he probably doesn't even expect me to be here, I should be in UFC at the moment." Simple as that, she should've been, but she wasn't, why did she expect her brother to make a big deal about it? Probably because she knew her brother too well, that's why.
"UFC...So that's why you looked familiar, didn't expect you to be his sister though, you're completely different from him."
"Well, no shit Sherlock, I'm adopted, kind of at least, long story, too personal to explain to someone I've just met." She said tilting her head to the side "Why are you here though? You and my brother aren't exactly best friends, or so he says at least."
"We have a match tonight, I came here to discuss the last things." She nodded quietly, of course here they actually had to discuss how they were going to fight each other, where she came from that wasn't really a thing and the numerous injuries were proof of that, you didn't decide how to fight someone in UFC, you just walked into the ring and put all you have in a match hoping for walking out of it on your legs, which didn't always happen anyway still, you learned how to work through the pain in time.
"Right, well, I don't know where he is so you probably should search for him somewhere else, I doubt I'd be much help." She said, sitting down again and crossing her legs "When you find him, tell him I'm waiting in his locker room, thank you." She continued, flashing a grin towards the man, she was putting his headphones on again when the door opened and her brother walked in, stopping abruptly as he saw the scene in front of him, she could imagine why he was a little taken aback by it.
"Alex, Punk, didn't expect either of you to be here." Alex sighed, running a hand through his hair.
"Well, if you did I would be worried for your mental health, the probability of this happening was incredibly small, almost non-existent." She pointed out, turning off the music on her phone once and for all "I'll let you talk about the match, see if I can talk with any of the divas for more than a couple of minutes before I want to kick their faces off, see you later, both of you." She got up from the bench before walking out of the room and closing the door behind herself.