Kane threw down his towel beside his bag of clothes, already securing his mask to his liking before anything could go wrong that would go wrong. DX, with the help of his old buddy, Xpac, had a thing for knocking him when he was down; and for the past few weeks, he had been down more than he had expected. He was basically on his own, which was fine but also made him feel a bit out of place. Kane used to rely more on his father, Paul Bearer, to schedule his hotel suites and pretty much anything that was to do with talking to people in person. Now, he had to check in with McMahon to place him in the same hotel as the roster. Paul had left him high and dry months ago out of nowhere. Kane hadn't even spoken to his father since-which kept him a little worried considering he was still his father after all.

The thing about being a mute and wearing a mask was that you basically scared everyone away before you even got a word out your mouth. Kane pulled on his boxers and blue jeans before settling with a plain white shirt and his biking vest his brother had gotten his for his birthday after they reconciled. It was damn near one of his favorite possessions actually. His brother had gotten the leathers engraved with the name "THE BIG RED MACHINE" and his mask on the back of it, then simply his name in the front for good measures. Even though they weren't exactly best friends just yet, his big brother was showing a better side of himself for once.

Kane could hear his wallet's chain smacking against the leg of his jeans once he finally made his way out of his locker room. The one pro of being a mute brute was that you got your own locker room if you piss off the boss by injuring other wrestlers (the money makers) as much as he did in the beginning of his career. Kane usually tried to be the last one to leave the arena to avoid conflict-he was rarely in the mood for games once he needed some relaxation and rest-but someone was always trying to prove themselves regardless of the threat to themselves, particularly Hunter(Triple H) with his crew right behind him. Kane let out a sigh of incomprehensible relief to see that they weren't around their locker room for whatever reason. He honestly didn't care, he just didn't feel like having to listen to them call him a Big Red Retard for once. They would be somewhat of an added drain to his already tiring night. Kane had a match with Big Boss Man and even though he got the 1-2-3 on him, the man never made it easy for anyone. Kane had the bruises to prove it. He actually found it quite weird that no one was in the corridors at all, but he thought of it as less problems for him for once.

Kane made it outside to see plenty of cars in the parking lot for most of the roster to be present still. He shrugged at the thought of McMahon calling a meeting at the last minute. The Big Red Machine found his motorcycle in the place he parked it that night (exactly the way he left it-meaning no DX activity for one night). Kane made his way to the hotel with the loud thundering roars that was like music to his ears.

"I would like to introduce you all to the newest member of Raw." McMahon motioned to the small woman with bold looks dressed in all black from head to toe. Her green eyes and brown tropical skin glowing in one of her favorite the colors. "Naevia."

Naevia gave a confident wave to the full room of wrestlers surrounding her.

"You failed to mention a damn pleasure to look at." Shawn mumbled, gaining a few snickers. McMahon showed no sign of denying the added comment.

"She WILL be bringing a challenge to the women and men of this company."

Chyna cleared her throat in disagreement. "She would be chewed up and spit back out in her first match." Chyna laughed with the rest of DX, her arms crossed tightly in front of her as she smirked.

"That's why I'm making you her training buddy." Naevia watched Chyna's expression fall. "Who knows, maybe you two can become good friends in time." McMahon cleared his throat to quite down the confused on and excited roster. "That is the end of this meeting if there are not questions. Chyna, I expected you to show our new addition to the hotel tonight." McMahon patted her shoulders hard before leaving, rest of the room following except for DX.

"I'm Shawn, but you can call me whatever you'd like." Shawn gently grabbed her hand, kissing it before Hunter playfully pushed him away.

"I'm Hunter." Hunter offered his hand, which Naevia shook as directed. "There's Xpac too, you'll definitely recognized him when you see him. He's the little weasel in the ring right now."

"Fuck off, Hunter. She doesn't need to know everyone. McMahon only needs me right now." Chyna seemed almost annoyed by the two men for some reason. "I'm going to go ahead and head to the hotel since if done for the night, you and Shawn can go mess with XPac's match or something."

"Yeah, Good idea! Let's go fuck with the weasel and piss him off tonight before we hit up the bar." Hunter nudged Shawn.

"You're so immature Hunter. I would never stoop so low." Shawn tried to put up a front with Naevia present.

"You fuck off too, Shawn." Chyna laughed as she motioned for Naevia to follow her out the door with her bags in hand.

Once the two women were gone, Shawn quickly changed his attitude.

"Let's go, man. This will be priceless when he flips his shit once they DQ him tonight because of us."

The two friend laughed as they headed to mess with Xpac.

Naevia and Chyna made it to the Chyna's rental without too much of a problem. She didn't feel too uncomfortable with anyone in the company just yet; although, she should probably sent a vehicle to avoid carpooling all the time in the future. Chyna had rock music blasting in through the speakers throughout most of the ride, which Naevia didn't mind. She wasn't much for beginning conversation herself as she gazed out the window at the busy city at night. Suddenly, the radio slightly lowered when a familiar song came on.

"You're not much for talking, hmph?" Chyna asked.

"Not precisely, more like I don't have much to talk about I guess."

"Well, we might as well get to know each other. We're going to be working together whether we like it or not."

"I don't mind either way. I just enjoy being here."

"Yeah... don't do that. That's how you get into bad situations. Lots of the women don't tell you, but they are going to hate you behind your back. Personally, I never really gave a damn in the beginning and I still don't, but it's easier to make your way up in this game is everyone likes you."

Naevia could feel her face slightly burning.

"I think I get it." Naevia nodded though embarrassment.

"Here." Chyna handed Naevia her cell phone. "Put your number in there so we can have an easy way to stay in touch."

"Okay."

A few minutes later they were pulling up to the hotel and getting their bags out of the rental. The hotel was almost too much for Naevia to absorb. Not only did she have the best job in the world, she was getting the best place to lay her head too. She couldn't even count how many floors were on the hotel if she tried.

"What's wrong, you memorized or something? Because I'm tired as hell. Let's check in and I'll show you where the gym is. We can hit it up tomorrow if you're up for it.

"Sure." Naevia said, still observing the huge hotel. The line inside wasn't long at all and moved quickly to their liking. Chyna gave her some pointers and advice as Naevia followed her to see the gym before they headed up.

"This is the only gym here. It one if the biggest I've seen in any hotel."

Naevia could see a big man lifting weights nearly twice his size with ease. She didn't wonder until she saw him tilt his masked face to the side as they saw one another through the transparent glass. Naevia quickly looked away.

"I didn't see him in the meeting."

Chyna knew exactly who she was talking about considering he was the only one working at in the gym at that moment.

"Oh yeah, that's Kane. Everyone calls him the Big Red Retard, don't ask me why."

"Why?" Naevia found herself asking ironically.

"Well, probably because he's mute. He was in a bad fire and lot his ability to speak from what I heard. His older brother, Taker, tried to fuck him up when they were kids." Naevia gasped.

"But believe it or not," Chyna continued. "They are pretty close now from what I can tell. Anyways, let's head to the room before I fall out from exhaustion."

Naevia glanced one last time to see Kane again. He had probably been pissed that she was looking at him like a damn zoo animal through the glass, because he had continued to stare holes into her even as she left.

Kane had made his way to the gym after deciding he couldn't sleep no matter how quite he made it or which position he turned to. He was almost ecstatic to see that he was the only one present at the time. Everyone was probably still at the arena. He had been gifted at early match for once. Kane settled at the bench and had been lifting for a few minutes when he took a break. He sat up to see Chyna then beside her someone her hadn't seen before staring directly at him. It was funny that the first thing he thought was if something was on his face. Of course the mask was the biggest reason she was staring him to the break of death. It was like a repellant to women. He couldn't remember the last time he'd even held a women, let alone slept with one. It was definitely one of his big challenges.

Kane continued to stare even when he was trying to pry his eyes away. She was like a rare flower that grew in rock. He would have definitely noticed her if he'd seen her previously. She was wearing all black, which really got his attention then he noticed how perfect her features were even through the glass. She was like one of those women you only saw in movies or magazines and never really expected to see with your bare eyes.

The unknown woman looked again and nearly made Kane forget to breathe when he thought she was coming into the same room as him, but she left to his relief. The chances of a woman like that coming his way was one in a million. Kane sighed, getting his heart rate down to normal before beginning to lift again.

He was done about an hour later and didn't break much a sweat. It was more like he was trying to tire himself out than anything. You would think his match with Big Boss Man would have been enough the way they were going at it in the ring. Kane dried off before changing back into his sleeping clothes. He laid in bed for minutes that seemed like hours thinking back to the woman who was beside Chyna. Her wild tropical black hair looked amazing falling down her back from the pony tail, but what really got him was when she flashed him with those deep green eyes. It was a beautiful mixture he'd never seen before. Her soft looking sun kissed brown skin and those eyes that bore into him like daggers in his chest. He grinned at the thought of him going there to tired himself enough to get to sleep, now he couldn't get the woman off his mind even if he tried. It didn't matter, he could sleep in if he wanted tomorrow. He loved being in bliss about someone for once since Tori, but this was something entirely different that he couldn't understand.

Kane sat up all night thinking about her until he finally felt sleep take him to his dismay.