"This match is contested under one fall. Introducing first, representing the Beautiful People, accompanied by Velvet Sky and Madison Rayne, she is the Knockout Champion, Angelina Love!" They walk out, their usual confidence hindered by the fact they knew absolutely nothing about Angelina's opponent, not even her name.

They should be afraid I think smirking as I watch the screen. The arena goes black as heavy metal music, strobe lights, and mist engulf the arena. A lone figure is scarcely seen falling from the rafters, landing in a crouching position behind Angelina. Angelina goes sprawling clutching the back of her head. Velvet and Madison clear out quickly, the bell ringing.

The unknown figure kicks her in the stomach chuckling, a dangerous gleam in her eye. As the smoke finally clears, everyone gets the first look at Angelina's opponent. She has long black hair, a leather corset, a shredded PVC skirt, fishnets, and platform boots with a multitude of buckles. Her makeup is somehow wilder than mine, her pale skin making her look dead as the camera closes in on her hammering Angelina in the corner.

Angelina fights back, forearm shots to her face. She catches Angelina sneering in pleasure as she kicks her in the head, Angelina goes down. She jumps onto the nearest turnbuckle, posing her arms out in the air before pulling off a Shooting Star Press, a complete 360 degrees backflip. Raven chuckles beside me, joining just in time as Angelina is pinned.

The unknown girl chuckles maniacally over Angelina's prone body, following her as her head moves slowly, Angelina barely conscious. A mic appears in her hand as she stands over her victim, the Knockout Champion. "The winner is.....Your Worst Nightmare." she laughs maniacally again before disappearing into the creeping fog. Madison and Velvet rush into the ring to tend to their fallen leader.

"What do you think of our newest Knockout Daff?" Raven asks softly. "I like her....I like her a lot." I chuckle smiling to myself. We have a new friend...and she might be as dangerous as I am...It might do us good to befriend her. Raven smiles watching a replay, a smirk on my own face. Yes, I think that would be very good indeed.

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That was great, I definitely softened her up for Tara. In fact, I'd rather have anyone else be Champion besides Angelina Love. I chuckle walking around, half looking for my father, half trying to work off the adrenaline high I'm on. I should have prolonged our match…..I wouldn't be so hyper if I had. I round the corner, finding him.

"Hi dad" I smile sighing softly as I hug him. I've missed you dad.

"Hey honey, good match." He replies. It makes me happy knowing he watched my debut.

"I just wish Kevin could be here, I wanted him to celebrate with us." That damn Somoa Joe…

Dad looks pained knowing I' m just as angry as he is. "He'll be out a while sweetie." He answers my unasked question, knowing me so well.

I growl softly, watching my father. "Don't worry honey, we'll get him. Besides I know Kevin would have been very proud of you." He always knew how to make me feel better.

"Dad, I just don't like the fact that Kurt Angle is your only ally right now." He nods, knowing I'd never liked Kurt.

"You and most of the planet sweetie, but he's a good wrestler and he has my back." Yea, well I only trust him as far as I can throw him.

"Fine dad, but I'm keeping my eye on him." Just then Kurt appears around the corner, looking agitated. Speak of the devil.

"Sting, we gotta talk man." He growls, looking at me like I'm a science experiment gone wrong.

"I'll catch up with you at the lockerroom okay Kurt?" Kurt nods, annoyed as always.

I flip him off as he leaves then flex my shoulder blades. God I need to relieve some of this tension. "I'll catch you later dad…..and remember know one can know I'm your daughter."

He nods, giving me a quick hug before going off to talk to Kurt.

Kurt Angle is a jackass.

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"Abyss is our main target. Hurt Taylor is she gets in the way." Richards tells me for about the millionth time today.

"Yea, I'll leave you to tell that to Daffney." She'll go after her whether we want her too or not.

"Raven its your job to make sure she stays on track." He replies annoyed.

"We'll get the job done so what's the worry?" he walks off ending the discussion.

You'd think being my friend all this time he'd figure out just to trust me. I continue sitting against the wall, watching people walk around. I wonder if Daffney has gotten to that new chick yet…Speak of the devil and she shall come. She walked past you stopping a few feet down to rearrange her outfit. I walk up behind her silently, and tap her on the shoulder. She spins around throwing a punch. I barely dodge it in time. Damn, if I knew that was going to happen I would have stepped back. She blushes softly, getting a look on her face like she knows me.

"A little jumpy?" I ask smirking. She shrugs propping her foot against a crate, tightening the buckles. "You would be too if you where in my position." Really?

I lean closer smiling. "And what position would that be?" she switches legs looking me over, almost looking through me.

"Your friend Daffney, I don't know if she likes me or not. Better to be safe than sorry with her walking around." She moves her hair out of her face, placing it behind her ear.

"That's a good point, but as far as I can tell, you've given her no reason for her to attack you." She snorts softly removing her leg from the crate.

"Well that's just great, I would have hated adding a crazy to my list of enemies." Is she trying to get me mad at her or something?

"Just how many enemies could you have? You've only been here for a day." She chuckles darkly throwing her head back. "I kicked Angelina's ass, so all of them will be gunning for me and Kurt Angle seems to hate me almost as much as I hate him."

I smile watching her rake a hand through her unruly hair. With her hair out of the way, I finally notice she has a tattoo on her left arm. "What's that?"

She smirks positioning her body so I get a better look. "You tell me, I got it for you." What the hell is she talking about?

"Look here, whoever you are, I just met you." She looks wounded temporarily tsking me. She hoists herself on top of a crate, crouching like she's ready to pounce.

"It's been a long time Raven but I'd thought you'd remember your number one girl." Her tattoo seems to lunge for me, the raven in flight,wings outstretched. The banner beneath reading Raven's Girl

"What does that even mean?" I demand. she only chuckles, looking amused. "I'll give you one week to see if you can figure it out yourself."

She is totally crazy. As if she can read my mind she snaps, "I'm not crazy Raven, you just need to look into the recesses of your mind."

She glances behind me smirking. "You'd better hope she doesn't have actual feelings for you…"

I look back at and see Daffney walking up the hallway. "Why?" she chuckles sinisterly before replying. "Because…she's no match for me."

I turn toward her, ready to fight, but she's gone. What the hell? "Raven, what are you doing?" she demands.

I shake my head looking back at Daffney. "Nothing." She looks dubious, Richards standing behind her.

Yea, I don't know what just happened either…