Sitting in the back recesses of the very last catering table a group of superstars sat around comfortably

Title: Brilliant Disguise

Author: Adrian Jade

Summary: There was something about the mysterious dark haired stranger that drew him to her like a moth to a flame. He knew nothing about her but he made it his personal mission to find out.

Disclaimer: The WWE in it's entirely belongs to Mr. Vince McMahon. I do not own any of the superstars and do not pretend to. I do however own Ana Mercer, Ashley McKenzie and Tiffany Williamson.

Sitting in the back recesses of the very last catering table a group of superstars sat around comfortably. There were four woman and three men, the men being John Cena, Randy Orton and Ken "Kennedy" Anderson and the women were Mickie James, Maria Kanellis, Ashley Massaro, and Melina Perez. They had their own little exclusive backstage clique and would often sit and "discuss" other members of the locker room.

"So what do you guys think of the new diva" Cena asked before taking a sip from his bottle of water.

"She seems nice but I haven't really gotten a good chance to talk to her much" Maria replied.

"Yeah" Ashley and Mickie agreed simultaneously.

"I'll tell you one thing though she's hot" Randy grinned a little bit.

The rest of the group shook their heads but they weren't really all that surprised at the third generation superstar. Kennedy had yet to say anything, he had seen the new diva and sworn he had seen her somewhere before but he just couldn't recall where.

"Something bothering you Ken?" Ashley asked her friend seeing his far off daze.

"I swear I have seen that Ana girl before I just have no idea where"

"Maybe she was a porn star and you saw her in a video" Only Randy would make that suggestion.

John took it upon himself to whack the Legend Killer upside his head. The girls just rolled their eyes content on saying nothing to the young man. Ken continued to rack his brain trying to remember where he had seen the girl.

"What's her name … I don't even think I've met her yet?" John asked.

"Ana Mercer" Mickie answered.

"Ana Mercer … nope doesn't ring any bells" Ken mused out loud.

"Maybe you knew someone who looked like her once and that's what you are remembering" Ashley suggested.

"Hey guys" Tiffany Williamson pulled up a chair taking the empty space near Kennedy.

"Have you met the new girl?" Ashley "Mac" McKenzie asked having a seat next to her boyfriend John Cena.

"Nope … you?" Cena asked.

"Yeah she's really cool we talked for 20 minutes about different vintage rock bands that girl knows her stuff" Mac commented.

"What's up with Ken" Tiffany asked waving her hand in front of the normally vocal blonde.

"He thinks he knows the new girl from somewhere but he doesn't know where" Randy told the two newcomers "I still think it's from a porn video"

"That's disgusting Randal" Mac made a face.

"Yeah well so is your face" which earned Randy another smack.

"If one more person hits me so help me god I will go Michael Myers on all of you" Randy threatened.

Tiffany, who had always been the one to tempt fate reached out a little and smacked Randy for the third time in 10 minutes time.

"I guess we won't be dying any time soon huh Randy" she smirked at him.

"I hate you all" he pouted.

"Hey Ana!" Mac called "come sit over here with us"

The ebony haired diva looked over to see the red-headed Woman's Champion beckoning her over to a table. She thought about it for a moment and decided that it could be a good way to meet friends. She made her way over to the table and stood there awkwardly as if trying to figure out if she really wanted to sit down.

"Here Ana sit down" Mac pushed Randy out of his chair and offered it to the new diva.

Ana laughed a little at The Legend Killer's expense. Randy just glared at the red head and went to get himself another chair.

"Go Mac" the other divas each gave the red head a high-five.

"Was that really necessary?" Ana asked taking the offered seat.

"Yeah, we are all mean to Randy" Mac replied which earned a bunch of nods from everyone else.

"So let me introduce you to everyone first off that's Maria Kanellis and next to her is Mickie James next to her is Ashley Massaro and Melina Perez and at the very end of the table that's Tiff and then it goes Ken Anderson and then my honey John Cena and the irritated looking guy next to you is Randy Orton" Mac pointed to each person as she said their names.

"It's nice to meet you all" Ana said.

"So Ana what brings you to our little company?" Randy asked.

"Well my dad was always a big fan of wrestling so me and my siblings grew up watching it and one day I just decided that that was what I wanted to do and I have been training ever since" Ana told them.

"Your dad was ok with his daughter being a female wrestler?" Ashley asked.

"He didn't like the idea at first but he eventually came around after seeing how happy I was"

"So Ana, Mac tells us you know your vintage rock trivia … what's your favorite band"

"I like Springsteen and the E Street Band" she replied.

"Really Ken is really into Springsteen too" Maria informed her.

"Is that true Ken?" Ana asked.

"Yeah I guess so" he replied.

"Don't take this the wrong way but have I seen you before?" Ken asked.

"Me … no I'm just your every day average girl who grew up on the streets of …" she paused for a moment trying to figure out if she wanted to tell them where she was really from "Boston". She half lied, yes she had spent time with her mother who lived in Boston but she was really from Jersey. Born and bred she sometimes thought bitterly.

Unlike most people Ana didn't have a childhood that people would deem normal. From an early age she could be found traveling from city to city with her dad and his band. By the time she was 12 she was drinking and by 16 she had dabbled in cocaine. It was hard not to get into that stuff but she had since cleaned up her act and was happy to say that at 26 she had been clean and sober for almost 7 years. But that didn't mean she wasn't tempted but hey that's all a part of the life she lived.

"So you are from Boston … what part?" John asked.

"Ugh … my mom lived in Dracut" she replied unsurely.

"What about your dad?" Mac asked.

"He's from …" but before she could answer her cell phone began to ring.

"Excuse me for a second" she flipped open her cell phone before walking away to talk in private.

"She seemed a little uneasy with us asking her basic questions about her life" Maria said.

"Do you think she has something to hide … oh my god what if her father is like some huge mob boss and if we get to close he'll bump us off … I don't wanna sleep with no fishes!" Tiffany exclaimed.

"Tiff you need to stop watching the Sopranos before you go to bed" Mac rolled her eyes "I'm sure her dad isn't a mob boss but Ana is definitely hiding something"

Meanwhile …

"Hey dad how are you" Ana smiled, she was happy to hear from her father.

The phone call was short but he had told her that he had seen her debut match on television and was extremely proud of her. But he had asked her why she had decided to use her mother's maiden name instead of her real name. She had explained to him that it was to keep her privacy but he had heard the hesitance in her voice and seemed to have gotten the wrong impression. She cured in her mind, now he thought she was ashamed to use her real name which wasn't it at all. He had made an excuse to end the phone conversation and she had told him she would call him tomorrow. She told him she loved him and he replied that he loved her too. Exhausted she hung up her phone and sighed before hopping up onto one of the equipment crates. She dug through the pocket of her form fitted rhinestone encrusted jeans to pull out her license. She read the name that was written. Anastasia Celine Mercer-Springsteen was her full name. She sighed once again returning the piece of plastic back into her pocket. Why did life have to be so hard? Why couldn't she just be Ana the normal person? Those answers could only come with time. For the time being she was content being Ana Mercer, WWE diva rather than Anastasia Springsteen daughter of the rock icon.

A/N: Yeah I have no idea where I am headed with this one I just got the idea from watch a music video. I hope everyone enjoys it.