Title: Can't Fight the Moonlight
Author: Mercy!
E-mail: Bubblegumpopluva@wmconnect.com
Rated: pg-13-R
Summary: Satin is new in the WWE but gets along with everyone but Edge. Can
these two get along enough to do their jobs?
Disclaimer: Vince McMahon owns everyone but the character Satin.. Damn him.
Lol
Spoilers: Ummm nothing much just that there is no Draft but there are the
GMs that controls the shows and booking.
Authors notes: Anything that goes on backstage is most likely to be on
camera so. just assume that it is so there is no confusion. OK? Thank you.
Satin wandered down the white halls of Mci Center Arena in Washington, DC. She had long dark brown hair stopping just below her shoulders. Her deep brown eyes twinkled with confusion and a bit of frustration. The white heel boots she's wearing click down the hall as she rounds a corner her long white duster trailing behind her. Satin groaned walking down another corridor looking exactly like the others. Placing her hands on her hips she looked around and smiled in relief seeing a stagehand hurrying down the hallway.
"Sir excuse me." Satin stepped in front of the portly man who looked to be in his 40's. He was wearing gray pants and a black WWE 'Get the F out' T- shirt. She put on her best smile yet he still looked at her grumpily. "Hi Umm could you please direct me to Mr. McMahon's office?"
The man just stepped around her and bustled past her. Sighing she continued walking down the hallway muttering to herself. "What an asshole." She didn't stop to see someone coming out of a door. She hit that person dead on. She was knocked flat on her ass or actually her back. Looking up she found herself staring into a pair of deep green eyes. She flushed as the tall blonde stranger kneeled down next to her.
"You alright?" Jeff Hardy asked cocking his head to the side.
"Yeah I think so." Satin said. He furrowed his brow obviously not believing her. Holding out his hand she took it a shock jolting through her as they touched. Pulling her to her feet he took a good look at her. She was wearing a tight white T-shirt and white hipster flares, along with white- heeled boots and a long white duster. Her skin was a silky smooth ebony color. She raised a delicately plucked eyebrow and smiled.
"Hi I'm Satin." She smiled at him her eyes locked on his.
"I'm Jeff Hardy." He said shaking her hand that was still encased in his palm. The door opened behind him and Vince McMahon stepped out. Jeff and Satin jumped a part Satin avoided Jeff's eyes.
"Hello." Vince said in his normal smug voice. "You must be Satin."
"Yes that would be me." She said smiling at Vince confidently. Jeff just stood there in shock.
"Come into my office please." Vince said and Satin stole one last glance at Jeff who gave her a small impish grin. When the door closed behind her and Vince she noticed another blonde was sitting in the office. She took the seat next to him.
"Edge I'd like you to meet Satin." Vince said grinning at the two. Two major prospects of the company coming together. He LOVED it! Satin and Edge exchanged complimentary looks sizing each other up. "Satin you will be Edge's valet."
"Sounds great." Satin said bouncing in her seat. Edge sat back with his sunglasses high on his nose. He was wearing black form fitting jeans an edge head shirt and black boots.
"You'll be about in the same capacity as Lita is to Matt Hardy without the romance." Vince explained further. "During Edge's match tonight with HHH you will come from the crowd with a just after HHH knocks the referee out and gets his sledgehammer. When he raises it above his head you dive in the ring and save Edge by hitting HHH in the back of the head with a chair. After the match it'll be announced that you are Edge's best friend since high school."
"That's cool." Satin said smiling.
Edge gave a megawatt smile in agreement. "Then I'll see you two out there tonight." Vince said in dismissal.
Satin stood up at the same time Edge did and walked out the door. Turning around fully intending to talk to her new partner she was shocked to see him walking down the hall in the other direction. Satin stood there glaring back at the back of his head. "Hey!" She called out to him but he barely acknowledged it.
"Don't bother with him he's in a bad mood these days." Jeff said and Satin turned back towards him. He was leaning against the wall wearing his ring attire. "Here let me show you around."
"Alright."
Satin wandered down the white halls of Mci Center Arena in Washington, DC. She had long dark brown hair stopping just below her shoulders. Her deep brown eyes twinkled with confusion and a bit of frustration. The white heel boots she's wearing click down the hall as she rounds a corner her long white duster trailing behind her. Satin groaned walking down another corridor looking exactly like the others. Placing her hands on her hips she looked around and smiled in relief seeing a stagehand hurrying down the hallway.
"Sir excuse me." Satin stepped in front of the portly man who looked to be in his 40's. He was wearing gray pants and a black WWE 'Get the F out' T- shirt. She put on her best smile yet he still looked at her grumpily. "Hi Umm could you please direct me to Mr. McMahon's office?"
The man just stepped around her and bustled past her. Sighing she continued walking down the hallway muttering to herself. "What an asshole." She didn't stop to see someone coming out of a door. She hit that person dead on. She was knocked flat on her ass or actually her back. Looking up she found herself staring into a pair of deep green eyes. She flushed as the tall blonde stranger kneeled down next to her.
"You alright?" Jeff Hardy asked cocking his head to the side.
"Yeah I think so." Satin said. He furrowed his brow obviously not believing her. Holding out his hand she took it a shock jolting through her as they touched. Pulling her to her feet he took a good look at her. She was wearing a tight white T-shirt and white hipster flares, along with white- heeled boots and a long white duster. Her skin was a silky smooth ebony color. She raised a delicately plucked eyebrow and smiled.
"Hi I'm Satin." She smiled at him her eyes locked on his.
"I'm Jeff Hardy." He said shaking her hand that was still encased in his palm. The door opened behind him and Vince McMahon stepped out. Jeff and Satin jumped a part Satin avoided Jeff's eyes.
"Hello." Vince said in his normal smug voice. "You must be Satin."
"Yes that would be me." She said smiling at Vince confidently. Jeff just stood there in shock.
"Come into my office please." Vince said and Satin stole one last glance at Jeff who gave her a small impish grin. When the door closed behind her and Vince she noticed another blonde was sitting in the office. She took the seat next to him.
"Edge I'd like you to meet Satin." Vince said grinning at the two. Two major prospects of the company coming together. He LOVED it! Satin and Edge exchanged complimentary looks sizing each other up. "Satin you will be Edge's valet."
"Sounds great." Satin said bouncing in her seat. Edge sat back with his sunglasses high on his nose. He was wearing black form fitting jeans an edge head shirt and black boots.
"You'll be about in the same capacity as Lita is to Matt Hardy without the romance." Vince explained further. "During Edge's match tonight with HHH you will come from the crowd with a just after HHH knocks the referee out and gets his sledgehammer. When he raises it above his head you dive in the ring and save Edge by hitting HHH in the back of the head with a chair. After the match it'll be announced that you are Edge's best friend since high school."
"That's cool." Satin said smiling.
Edge gave a megawatt smile in agreement. "Then I'll see you two out there tonight." Vince said in dismissal.
Satin stood up at the same time Edge did and walked out the door. Turning around fully intending to talk to her new partner she was shocked to see him walking down the hall in the other direction. Satin stood there glaring back at the back of his head. "Hey!" She called out to him but he barely acknowledged it.
"Don't bother with him he's in a bad mood these days." Jeff said and Satin turned back towards him. He was leaning against the wall wearing his ring attire. "Here let me show you around."
"Alright."