The lights blinded her as she stepped onto the stage and began to follow her brothers to the ring. The cheering fans and the music made her eyes dart around as she felt frozen to the top of the ramp. This was the first time she'd even been 'making her way to the ring' and she felt paralyzed.
"Come on..." her oldest brother said motioning to her.
She took a deep breath and quickly caught up to her brothers. She climbed into the ring and stood between the two of them. She looked to the left, then to the right, and then she realized how short she really was compared to her two siblings. She stepped out the ring and stood on the outside as another set of music began to play. The match began and she stood at ringside fascinated by the fans and the intensity inside the ring. In the end, her oldest brother pinned the opponent and the three siblings returned to the back. Once through the curtain, she felt like she could breathe normally again. She let out a sigh of relief as she followed her brothers down the hall. Other superstars were stretching and chattering in the halls, but when the trio walked past, an eerie silence filled the hall as they made room without being asked or told. She looked around at the other superstars, a few looked terrified and the rest did not even attempt to make eye contact. Back in their dressing room, she mustered up the courage to ask, "Why is everyone afraid of you?"
Her brothers looked at each other, then back at her. A sly smile crossed their faces. "Look at us.. Who wouldn't be afraid?"
She shrugged her shoulders.
"We're the Brothers of Destruction." her other brother said quickly.
"And if any of those people try to mess with you... just remind them who your family around here is..." Taker said.
"And if they still mess with you.." Kane began, "Then they'll have to talk to them in the ring."
She shrugged her shoulders again and looked at her brothers.
"Hazel," Taker began, "most girls would love to have two brothers who could protect her from anyone."
She realized then and there how different she was from her brothers. She didn't like the idea of fighting unless she had to and never went out looking for fights. Unlike her brothers, she wasn't quick to anger either. "Can we go home yet?" Hazel asked.