Guys, I'm sorry I haven't updated "Wounds will Heal" I've had a lot of school problems and what not lately. I'm going to try to write more as soon as possible. Until then, please enjoy this series of drabbles centered around Erin. For new readers, head over to my profile to know who Erin Bearer is. For current readers who know who she is, please enjoy! Reviews are appreciated. Erin's supposed to be eighteen during these drabbles.

"You're a real asshole, you know that?"

"Yes Erin, I know."

"You threw away everything to become a sellout. Dumbass."

"I know."

"God, you're Triple H's lap-dog. Doing everything he tells you. Think for yourself!"

Kane said nothing. It had been a good few months, since Kane had joined The Authority, and Erin wasn't letting him live it down. As much as she pissed him off with her antics, he wasn't going to do anything. What good what it do? She was eighteen. Not much he could do, really. When had she changed? When had she gone from sweet and lovable, to cold and calculating? Ah yes...When she faked her death for a year. Kane hadn't expected her to change so much. In fact, he wasn't expecting her to be alive at all. She certainly was living up to her middle name. She was acting just like Elphaba. Ever since she had returned, everyone noticed the change. Erin was no longer the weeping, frightened girl she had been a year ago. Now she someone who didn't take shit from anyone.

One wrestler in particular had taken in interest in forming an alliance with her, and that was none other then Dean Ambrose. It was a rare thing for him to want to be allies with anyone, but there was something about Erin he liked. Of course she said yes, because it meant going after The Authority. "You know, you and I...We're a lot alike." Dean had said, the day he approached her. "We both hate The Authority, and we're both rather unstable, so what do you say kid? You want to join me?"

"You may be unstable, but I certainly am not," Erin had responded. "My instability is merely staged. It is so people know not to mess with me. It is just another trick I have up my sleeve. I won't pass up such a generous offer however, so my answer is yes. I will join you in destroying The Authority." They had been allies since. Despite him not saying so, Triple H was rather intimidated by Erin. He would never admit that though. She had a presence about her. Almost sinister at times. He remembered one time, Erin had won a cage match against Dean by some form of a miracle, looked at Dean, licked the blood from a cut on her wrist, licked her lips, which were also bloody from a small cut, and wiped her mouth. Not only had that freaked Triple H out, it was one of the reasons why Dean wanted Erin by his side.

This girl is dangerous. She's insane. Triple H had thought. It didn't surprise him though. After all, she is Paul Bearer's daughter. Of course, no one but Dean knew that it was all an act. Kane missed the girl Erin was before the change. He missed her bright and playful personality. He knew though, that the old Erin was dead. There was no bringing her back. This green skinned young woman was here to stay. It was interesting really, no-one really thought that the slime that AJ had poured on Erin was permanent. But it was. If only Taker could see her now.

"Erin, don't you have somewhere to be?" Kane asked, somewhat exasperated.

"You wish." Erin replied, flashing him a sardonic grin.

"Why must you torment me like this?"

"You brought it on yourself, my sweet."

Why did you have to change so damn much? Because that's how it works I suppose.