Extreme Bonds

Chapter 1: Practice Makes Perfect

A/N: This little bunny came to me after doing a roleplay here on FF with my Next Generation OCs Ruby and Rose Hardy. I thought it would be cool for me to try and write a story featuring them and other OCs that I've made up. This is basically a Next Generation fic, so it'll feature children of former WWE Superstars that are of my own creation. I thought of this last night, and I figured I'd better write it down before I lost it. This fic will be in the first person perspective and will be in both Ruby's and Rose's point of view. The odd numbered chapters will be Ruby's perspective while the even numbered chapters will be Rose's. I hope you enjoy this fic and take the time to review it and let me know what you think.

Disclaimer: I don't have any ownership of the WWE Superstars mentioned in this fic. I own only my OCs. The WWE Superstars are owned by Vince McMahon.

Summary: Ruby and Rose Hardy have always dreamed of being in the WWE, but they're about to find out that it's not as easy as they thought as they face countless obstacles to get to the top.

I climbed the turnbuckle of the ring and looked at the opposite turnbuckle where my cousin stood. It was awfully high up, but I was ready to face that. I could tell Rose was nervous too, so I nodded at her in reassurance. Silently counting to three, we leaped off the turnbuckle to perform the Event Omega. We landed on our opponent perfectly, and I rolled over to get the pin.

The referee counted, "One, two, three."

"Yes!" Rose cheered as we stood up and our hands were raised in victory.

I heard clapping and looked over to see my dad with a huge smile on his face. "Good job, girls," he said. "You did that perfectly."

Uncle Matt, who was the referee, came over to both of us and hugged us. "That was awesome," he said. "You hit that dead on."

"So, you think we're ready for the WWE, Dad?" Rose asked him.

"You've got potential, but you'll have to impress Vince and the talent scouts first," he warned us. "It's not easy to get into this business. You have to work hard for it and have a passion for what you do."

"We know," I said. "You've been telling us that since we were knee high."

"We just want you to realize that this isn't an easy road," Dad cautioned us. "There may be obstacles you'll have to face before you can get to the top. It happened to us many times."

"Way to kill their dreams, Jeff," Mom teased him.

"I'm not trying to kill their dreams, I'm trying to tell them how it is out there," he insisted. "It's a tough road."

"Dad, relax," I said. "We'll be fine. We have you and Uncle Matt to support us as well as all of our friends. And if we don't make it, at least we tried. We can just fall back on something else."

"Yeah, if we don't make it, we can always work in fast food and ask people if they want fries with that," Rose quipped.

"No, if you don't make it in wrestling, you'll be going to college to earn a degree," Aunt Eve said sternly.

Rose rolled her eyes. "Yeah, as if I want to sit all day in a classroom," she grumbled. "I had enough of that in high school."

"Oh, it can't be that bad, Rosie," I told her. "Lauren's sister Kelly is in college, and she loves it. She says it's better than high school."

"Whatever you say, cousin," she replied. She got out of the ring and left the barn. Apparently, she still wasn't sold on the idea of college.

I guess I better tell you who we are so you don't get confused. My name is Ruby Anne Hardy, daughter of the Charismatic Enigma, Jeff Hardy and niece of Matt Hardy. My cousin Rose is the daughter of Matt Hardy and Eve Torres. Both of us have always been wrestling fans and have always wanted to achieve our dream. Our friend, Lauren Moore, also wanted to become a wrestler with us. Her sister, Kelly, had decided going to college was better than wasting time wrestling, so that's why she wasn't around anymore. Lauren was set on becoming a WWE Superstar like her dad, Shannon Moore because she thought it would be really cool. In fact, she was the one playing our opponent, even though we knew we'd probably be facing two people in a tag team match. Gina Helms was supposed to be Lauren's partner, but she was sick with the flu and couldn't train today.

I helped Lauren off the mat. "Sorry I didn't help you up earlier," I apologized. "I was just so stoked about our victory."

Lauren laughed. "It's okay," she said. "That was really good, Ruby. You guys are getting better every day."

"Yeah, with any luck, someone will notice, and we'll be on our way to being WWE Superstars," I declared. "So, Dad, when are you going to send our tape in to Vince?"

"As soon as it's edited," he replied. "We have to make sure it's perfect before we can send it to him. Be patient, Ruby. Your time will come when you're ready."

I sighed. "I know, Dad," I answered. "I just hate waiting all the time."

"Don't I know it," he laughed. "Well, we better get some lunch in you so you don't collapse with hunger. You want to join us, Matt?"

"Hell yeah," Matt replied. "But I better go see what's up with Rosie first."

"Matt, no swearing in front of my daughter," Mom chastised.

"Mom, I'm twenty-two years old," I complained. "I'm not a kid anymore, and I've heard worse than that."

"It doesn't matter," Mom said. "It's not polite for a man to swear in front of a lady."

I said nothing more because I didn't want to argue with her. We went inside to have lunch and were joined by Uncle Matt and Rose. Lauren decided to go home and would come back later for more training. I looked at Rose with a question in my eyes. She shook her head at me, indicating that she didn't want to talk about it. I figured we'd talk about it later when we were by ourselves. Lunch was good, and Dad and Uncle Matt talked more about their own days in WWE and some of their famous matches. As I listened to them, I really hoped that maybe Rose and I could do what they did all those years ago and really revolutionize the Women's Division.

"If we could do what you guys did, we'd really be awesome," I said.

"I don't want you to do what we did, Ruby," Dad said. "I want you to have your own style and do your own thing. Being extreme may seem cool at first, but it can take a toll on your body if you keep doing it every night."

"I know, but if we did that, maybe people would look at the Women's Division in a new light," I replied. "They'd see that we aren't just pretty faces and that we can do what the guys do every time we go out there."

"Actually, I think that would be interesting," Aunt Eve said. "When I was in the business, we weren't allowed to do anything too risky. The consensus was that we were too fragile to try and do anything flashy or showy."

"So, you want them to hurt themselves every night?" Uncle Matt demanded.

"No, I just want them to put on a show," Aunt Eve said. "As long as they're trained by you, they should be fine. They know what the risks are, and I'm sure they'll be careful."

"I hope so," Uncle Matt muttered.

After lunch was over, we let our stomachs settle and then went back for more training. Rose still needed to work on her Twist of Fate because she wasn't doing it right. Each time she tried, Uncle Matt would tell her to do it again. I could tell that Rose was getting frustrated about it, which only made it worse for her. Finally, after the fifth attempt, she got it right. I smiled and then went up to the turnbuckle to do my Swanton Bomb. Instead of using Lauren this time, we used a punching bag as our opponent, so she didn't have to endure the moves too much. I got up on the turnbuckle, then did the Swanton and landed on the punching bag.

"Good job, Ruby," Dad said. "You keep getting better and better at that."

"Thanks, Dad," I said. Rose shot me a jealous look, and I just smiled innocently. I was glad I had perfected the move because it was hard to do. My first few attempts had been poor, and I had been afraid I would never get it right.

After training was over, Rose and I took a walk in the woods. We always did this as sort of a bonding experience and a way to cool down after a hard day of training.

Rose sighed. "I swear, this is getting so hard to do," she complained. "I never thought it would be this hard to make it in the business."

"Yeah, but think of the reward at the end," I urged her. "Working hard will be a good thing."

"I guess," she said. "But I'm sick of always having to do the same move over and over again. It's like I can never do anything right to please Dad."

"That's not true, Rose," I said. "Uncle Matt loves you and he wants you to do well. He just wants to make sure you do the move right. If you do it wrong, you could hurt somebody badly."

Rose nodded. "I guess he's just trying to protect me," she said. "I can't blame him for that."

"No, you can't," I said. "Dad's the same way with me. He wants me to succeed, but he doesn't want it to get to my head, either. He knows that the business is hard and that sometimes you can lose passion for it." Dad had told me about the dark days in his life where he got to the point where he didn't care about wrestling anymore. Of course he always came back, but those days were hard for him to deal with. He didn't want me to be the same way. He wanted me to appreciate the business and not take it for granted.

"I can see his point," Rose replied. "I just think it's going to be so cool when we get there. People will love us."

I smiled. "They sure will," I agreed. "We're always going to be The Hardy Girlz, and guys will be screaming for us the way girls screamed for our dads."

Rose laughed. "Yeah, maybe we'll get underwear in the mail instead of lingerie like our dads got," she responded.

"I will crack up if that happens," I said, laughing along with her. Then my face turned serious. "Look, no matter what happens to us, we'll always be together. As long as we have each other nothing can stop us. We'll do whatever we dream of doing, and we'll do it together."

Rose nodded and put her hand on top of mine. "You're damn right we will," she agreed. "We're The Hardy Girlz for life."

"For life," I replied. Then we both hugged. I knew that as long as I had my cousin with me, the road would be easier to travel. No matter what obstacles were in our path, we'd encounter them together. That's what we'd promised when we were little, and we intended to keep that promise.

Rose, Aunt Eve, and Uncle Matt went home, promising to come back the next day for training. I wondered when we were going to get a break, but I knew better than to ask. After my uncle, aunt, and cousin left, I went into the house and went to my room. I smiled at some of the pictures on the walls all done by me. Like my dad, I was very artistic and often drew pictures to let my feelings out. I also wrote poetry and stories, though I never showed them to anybody other than Dad. Although he loved music and was very good at playing instruments, I couldn't play a guitar to save my life. I was more comfortable singing and did that whenever I could.

During dinner, Dad talked about a band who wanted to talk with him about making it in the music business. They wanted to see if Dad thought they had potential and see if he could help them perfect their sound. It made me feel good to know that Dad was still important and that people still came to him for advice. I knew there were a lot of others who still judged him for his past mistakes and felt that the best thing that could've happened to him was that he left wrestling for good. I was afraid that they'd think the same thing about me and think that I was just like my dad in the worst way possible. I once explained my fear to him, and he laughed.

"Don't let what people say get to you, Ruby," he advised me. "People are gonna judge you before they know you. That's just human nature. Just blow them off and prove to them that you're one of a kind and that you're special."

I smiled. "I guess I can do that," I said. "But what if people make fun of me and say that I do drugs?"

"Set them straight," Dad replied. "They can think what they want, but if it really bothers you, just tell them who you really are. If all else fails, and they don't listen to you, give 'em a Twist of Fate to teach them a lesson."

"Okay, I'll do that," I replied.

"Hey, I was just jokin' about the Twist of Fate," he protested. "Don't ever put a wrestling move on someone outside of the ring."

I laughed. "I know you were joking, Dad," I said. "I'd never put a wrestling move on anyone outside the ring."

"Glad to hear it," he said.

Looking back on that conversation really made me appreciate my father more and more. He was always there for me and was always ready to give me advice to ease my fears. As it turned out, his advice would come in handy once I made it to WWE with Rose. As he predicted, there were people who judged me for being his daughter and made assumptions about my lifestyle. And although I took his advice and did what he asked me to, it really hurt my feelings that someone would be that judgmental and cruel. Still, I was determined to prove them wrong and show them that I could be in this business. Rose and I would do it together, and we would be successful and fulfill our dreams, no matter what. Obstacles would stand in our way, and we'd overcome them together just as we promised we would. Even if we eventually broke up as a tag team, we'd still be there for each other and support each other. The saying, "Blood is thicker than water" was true for us and always would be. No matter what happened to us, we'd always be family and would always be reminded of the bond we had. It wasn't just a close bond either. For us, it was an extreme bond that couldn't be broken.

A/N: And that's the end of the first chapter. So, what did you think? Do you like it? Do you hate it? Feel free to leave me a review to let me know what you thought of it. Have a shelltastic day.