The People We're Creating
Summary: Dylan Jade Hardy was the youngest sibling of Matt and Jeff Hardy. Unlike the brothers, she had taken a more dangerous style of life as her ambition. Dylan moved to Detroit shortly after she turned 18. She got highly involved in drugs and gangs until the sound of a bullet shattered her entire world. She woke in a hospital to re-evaluate her life. She happened to go to a show and sit in the back watching her older brothers, it was that moment that convinced her she wanted to wrestle like her brothers. Now a WWE Diva, will Matt and Jeff realize that the newest sensation is their baby sister?
Chapter One: The Past Becomes the Future.
When you turn eighteen all you can think about is how and when you can get out of the house. I mean it occupies all your thoughts. For me it was much more so. I never wanted to turn into the classic mary sue role in the household. As much as I loved my father, I couldn't take the place of Mom and we all knew that. My mother died of cancer when I was five. I can barely remember her sometimes. But that's not really the point, the point is that I am adventurous like a wild horse out to pasture. Maybe that's a poor description but I needed to run away to discover who I was. My siblings and my father didn't agree with that assessment. Well my youngest older brother did but not the eldest. Okay maybe I was a bit rude to Matt when I left home, I mean I did slam the door in his face and call him a controlling bastard. Maybe I should have left that part out, did I mention I don't like him? Probably not, you probably don't even know who I am. Let me clarify. My name is Dylan Jade Hardy. Or DJ as Jeff and Mom used to call me. I like Jeff, he reminds me more of Mom than anybody else, he used to always tell me he loved me. He's probably the only one I miss. Well that's not true, I love Matt, I just don't like him. See he's a hard ass like Dad and well I'm more like Jeff, hence me not liking him. Anyways enough about Matt and Jeff, more about me. I'm four years younger than Jeff. I'm 26 and loving it, well for the most part. I live in Detroit, I moved here when I was 18 to get away from dad. See, he wanted me to go to college for education and become a teacher. Well I said fuck that and I left here. I got heavily involved in drugs and rap, even gangs. Yeah maybe you've heard of Gangsta Disciples, you don't even want to know how I got involved with them. Well one night we got into a brawl, my best friend at the time and I, his name was Tyreke Johnson and he happened to be like a brother to me, he had brought me into this life. Well, I don't remember all the details, I remember a sharp blow to the back of the head and the sound of a bullet. I woke up three weeks later to learn TJ was gone and I had been in a coma. Well obviously I had no identification on me, cause that was just a stupid thing to do when you got into a brawl. So they couldn't contact Matt or Jeff, thank the lord for small favors. Well once I got out of the hospital I noticed Raw was going to be in Detroit, I wanted to catch a glimpse of Matt and Jeff. I wasn't prepared for what happened. McMahon was throwing this whole, lucky ticket number gets a chance to be a WWE star, well how the fuck was I supposed to know I was gonna buy the winning ticket? I didn't. Of Course the next thing I know, I got a fucking spot light shinning on me. I looked around like what the hell?
"And here's your winning ticket. Now what's your name Sweetheart because you're about to become a WWE Diva." I looked at Vince McMahon like he was crazy. I was getting drawn into my brother's world. How dangerous was that? To waltz into the very people I was trying to avoid. Now that was just stupid. I am starting to think this whole check up on Jeff and Matt nonchalantly idea was my worst one ever! And that's saying something because I do some stupid things most of the time. Yeah I don't think things out too well, always more of the brawn go get up girl. It was a good thing I hadn't seen my brothers in eight years because they would have recognized me then. See my originally blonde hair was now a black color with red highlights, I had a few piercing here and there along with some tattoos that did me justice. So of course I wasn't going to give my real name. Hell Matt and Jeff were pretty sure I was probably dead by now. I haven't really contacted them except for the occasional no return address envelope of cash for dad to help out with the farm. Now that reminded me of something. I looked at McMahon, hell there was money involved right? Who was I to pass up money? I'm not that stupid. I really need the money anyways. At least to make sure Dad stays alright, I feel like I owe him that much. Divas made bank, I knew that. Hmmm, maybe this job could be a good paycheck and an entertaining experience.
"Names Dee, all you need to know. And if you got money? Then I am game. I got the skills so the check needs to represent what I got. You help me I help you, right?" Cryme Tyme who happened to be in the ring at the time, notice my stupid pun?, they laughed. Maybe I had already made a friend or two in the business. I hoped so. I just had to avoid Matt and Jeff, which as it turns out is easier said then done. I didn't realize at the time how big in the biz Matt and Jeff were, they are the Vets now and I was striding into Hardy territory.
Okay so now you know how I got here so let me tell you what I am doing right now. See as it turns out I am sitting in a locker room listening to some divas talk shop. The diva locker room is acting not half bad. For the most part anyways. Because it's more of a classical wood theme instead of like steel and all that. We had a coffee maker, some lockers (It is a locker room after all), some sofas, a fridge to store food, which consisted of calorie mate bars and gatorade. Alot of these girls have some serious health issues, I am talking borderline anorexia and things like that. I didn't really like how the petty blondes only cared about their looks and weight. They immediately looked down on me cause I was the new girl, seniority vanity I guess. But some of the veteran divas actually wanted to help me. They were nice for the most part, a bit eccentric. So far of all the divas there are only two I like, Mickie James and Ashley Massaro. And guess what my luck happened to be? Yup you guessed it, Mickie is dating Jeff and Ashley is dating Matt. Not too surprised there. But they are good people it seems. Hell Ashley is funny as hell and Mickie is just plain hyper. It's refreshing actually. Ashley is more of a punk rock type and I think she probably reminds Matty of Lita, yeah I know about that, who doesn't? But it's obvious that Matt genuinely loves her at least from the way she talks. As for Mickie, she acts like a little kid which is good for Jeff because he's carefree like that. Or at least he was, I hope he's still that way. Because man if Jeff got serious then well hell froze over. Okay that's not really fair to Jeff, he can be serious when the time calls for it, but I always loved his wide eyed childlike innocence. Wait, where were we? Oh yeah I was talking about Mickie and Ashley. They are currently trying to get me to go some place with them but I wasn't really listening so I guess Mickie is repeating it. I should probably listen this time.
"Hey Dee Ash and I are going to go get dinner with Matt and Jeff, you want to join us?" I want to go, I do, but I can't bear to spend all that time with Matt and Jeff after how we parted. I know it hit Jeff really hard, one of Matt's blogs said so. Matty always overreacts and if it hurt Jeffro then I know he'll be holding a hard grudge on me. I think it would be easier to just not get involved with them right now. I guess I will have to eventually but we'll see. Besides things are hard enough as it is for Jeffro. I heard about his house burning down and him losing his dog Jack. I know how Jeffers is with animals, I know it probably hit him hard. He was devastated when our old family dog Rowdy died. But I bet you're wondering how I have all this info on my bros' lives. Yeah I do check up on them time to time. Not very often but sometimes. I have to say no though otherwise it will just cause a bunch of problems. I've never been one for causing deliberate problems. Now I just have to make up an excuse. Come on Dylan think of a good excuse. Mhmm, what about a date? Yeah that will work.
"Uh Mickie I'd love to go but well I sorta have plans with one of the guys here tonight and well I can't really say who." Wow I'm a really good liar. I didn't actually think I could still lie so well. I was a terrific liar when I was younger at least to Dad and Shan and Shane. Matt and Jeff always had me figured out. Anyhow, Mickie and Ashley looked at each other with big grins. I know knew who the gossip girls were of the diva nation. I will have to be careful of what I said. That much was obvious.
"Oh really? Well now you have to dish." Ashley said obviously enthused to hear gossip, typical, now I have to find someone to go with me. Just great!! So all it really came down to were the two guys standing talking to each other outside the locker room, John Cena or JTG? Both were hot, I knew that. I just had to decide. I already knew that I would need a man who could understand why I couldn't retire my jersey. By that I mean I would never be able to fully get away from my gangsta ways. I was forever a detroit made woman. It came down to who would best understand that line of thought. JTG or Cena?