Title: Shadow Walker
Author: Miss Calysto
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing pertaining to the WWE (man I hate that)
Pairing: Raven/Molly
Summary: After weeks of Hiatus, Miss Calysto is back with another fic........hopefully her
writers block is gone and this will not suck.
Dedication: This fic is dedicated to the following: Bethany, Jamie, Tiara, Saphie, and Aya.
If this fic sucks, I'll write ya a better one.
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Chapter One:
To Dye, Or Not To Dye
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She held her head down as she listened to the commentary. King was talking about
puppies and JR. was talking about how mean Vince was, and so forth. The fans were
screaming "What" and not even listening to the dialog. She sighed. Another day in the life
of a Diva.
She got up and walked over to a mirror and glanced at herself. She was pretty but she was
an average diva. Which meant she was blonde. She growled. Why did they all have to be
blonde? She made the decision right there and then to dye her hair. She knew Vince
wouldn't like it but oh well, she didn't feel like playing by the rules today.
She walked out of her locker room and glanced around. Where was Jeff Hardy? She knew
he could help her dye her hair. I mean hello? He's a human skittle. Which really ain't a bad
thing. She kept walking when she heard a soft chuckle coming from the shadows. She
stopped and glanced at the dark outline hidden from her site.
"What are you laughing at?"
"You." Yep, she thought she knew who it was, and hearing his voice she knew she was
right. She tossed some of her blonde curls out of her face. And put her hands on her waist.
"What about me has amused you, Oh Shadowy One." She knew that brought a smirk to
his face. He slowly got up and made his way out of the shadows. The first thing to emerge
was his legs, covered in tight black jeans, the wisp of his leather trench coat echoed
through the hallway as he walked. She next made out his chest, his white T-shirt providing
color to the darkness around him, then she saw his hair, his brown and blonde curls. When
he was fully in the light she smiled when she saw his face, sure enough, the smirk was
crossing his lips.
"Just the way you think, Molly." She rolled her eyes. He seemed to always speak in
riddles.
"And how do I think Raven?"
"You twirl your hair when you're thinking. And you hum." He said with a grin. She hated
it when people noticed that. It was a little habit she had picked up as a child. She playfully
reached out and softly pulled one of his curls. She loved it when he wore it down, she was
crazy about the braids too. But there was just something about those curls.
"All right, you win. I was thinking about dying my hair." She glanced at him to see if she
would see some kind of approval in his eyes. But his face stayed unreadable. So she
continued. "Possibly back to it's original color."
He nodded. She huffed when he did nothing more. "A little friendly support would be
appreciated." His eyes danced with amusement. "Why? Why should my opinion be valid?
If you want to do it, then do it." She sucked on her bottom lip. He loved it when she did
that. It meant she was frustrated.
"OK, then I'm going to do it." She nodded to herself and began walking down the hall
again. Raven smiled and started walking after her. His long leather trench coat swishing
against his legs as he walked. "Ya know, if you're looking for the young Hardy, he's in the
break room." Molly stopped and turned to face Raven. All he did was smile. "You
could've said that before I started walking the wrong way." She added through mocked
anger and turned and proceeded in heading in the opposite direction then she had started.
Raven laughed when they passed the spot where there conversation started. "I do believe
we have been passed here." She kept walking, "Shut up Shadow-Walker" She threw her
nickname for him over her shoulder. He grinned. He kind of liked that name. It always
seemed to fit him well. And she knew it.
______
"Your done." Jeff said simply. Molly glanced at her knew brunette hair in the mirror. She
giggled softly. "Thanks Jeff. I love it." He nodded and glanced back at Raven who was
sitting in the corner of the room with his knee pulled up to his chest. "What do you think
Bird-boy?" Jeff asked jokingly. "I think it looks fine, and that's Bird-MAN to you, lettuce
head." Jeff suddenly looked upset. "Hey! I like my green hair, thank you very much!"
"Will you two cut it out?" Molly asked as she studied her new hair. Raven got up and
walked up behind her and looked at her through the mirror. "I think you look better."
Molly smiled at Raven and then Jeff cleared his throat. "You better not let Molly's
husband-to-be hear you talking to her like that.
Raven's whole demeanor changed. "Bradshaw will have to get over it." He suddenly
turned and left the room, slamming the door loudly behind him. Molly glanced at Jeff. "I
really wish I knew what he has against Bradshaw." Molly said sadly. Jeff just shrugged,
"He always has a way of telling stuff when he is ready. Don't worry." Jeff shot Molly
another smile before leaving the room himself. Molly turned back to the mirror and
brushed a few strands delicately over her face. She smiled and glanced down at the huge
diamond on her finger. "I hope he'll like my new look." She said to herself. And then she
skipped out the room to go find out.
______
TBC
Author: Miss Calysto
Rating: R
Disclaimer: I own nothing pertaining to the WWE (man I hate that)
Pairing: Raven/Molly
Summary: After weeks of Hiatus, Miss Calysto is back with another fic........hopefully her
writers block is gone and this will not suck.
Dedication: This fic is dedicated to the following: Bethany, Jamie, Tiara, Saphie, and Aya.
If this fic sucks, I'll write ya a better one.
_____
Chapter One:
To Dye, Or Not To Dye
_____
She held her head down as she listened to the commentary. King was talking about
puppies and JR. was talking about how mean Vince was, and so forth. The fans were
screaming "What" and not even listening to the dialog. She sighed. Another day in the life
of a Diva.
She got up and walked over to a mirror and glanced at herself. She was pretty but she was
an average diva. Which meant she was blonde. She growled. Why did they all have to be
blonde? She made the decision right there and then to dye her hair. She knew Vince
wouldn't like it but oh well, she didn't feel like playing by the rules today.
She walked out of her locker room and glanced around. Where was Jeff Hardy? She knew
he could help her dye her hair. I mean hello? He's a human skittle. Which really ain't a bad
thing. She kept walking when she heard a soft chuckle coming from the shadows. She
stopped and glanced at the dark outline hidden from her site.
"What are you laughing at?"
"You." Yep, she thought she knew who it was, and hearing his voice she knew she was
right. She tossed some of her blonde curls out of her face. And put her hands on her waist.
"What about me has amused you, Oh Shadowy One." She knew that brought a smirk to
his face. He slowly got up and made his way out of the shadows. The first thing to emerge
was his legs, covered in tight black jeans, the wisp of his leather trench coat echoed
through the hallway as he walked. She next made out his chest, his white T-shirt providing
color to the darkness around him, then she saw his hair, his brown and blonde curls. When
he was fully in the light she smiled when she saw his face, sure enough, the smirk was
crossing his lips.
"Just the way you think, Molly." She rolled her eyes. He seemed to always speak in
riddles.
"And how do I think Raven?"
"You twirl your hair when you're thinking. And you hum." He said with a grin. She hated
it when people noticed that. It was a little habit she had picked up as a child. She playfully
reached out and softly pulled one of his curls. She loved it when he wore it down, she was
crazy about the braids too. But there was just something about those curls.
"All right, you win. I was thinking about dying my hair." She glanced at him to see if she
would see some kind of approval in his eyes. But his face stayed unreadable. So she
continued. "Possibly back to it's original color."
He nodded. She huffed when he did nothing more. "A little friendly support would be
appreciated." His eyes danced with amusement. "Why? Why should my opinion be valid?
If you want to do it, then do it." She sucked on her bottom lip. He loved it when she did
that. It meant she was frustrated.
"OK, then I'm going to do it." She nodded to herself and began walking down the hall
again. Raven smiled and started walking after her. His long leather trench coat swishing
against his legs as he walked. "Ya know, if you're looking for the young Hardy, he's in the
break room." Molly stopped and turned to face Raven. All he did was smile. "You
could've said that before I started walking the wrong way." She added through mocked
anger and turned and proceeded in heading in the opposite direction then she had started.
Raven laughed when they passed the spot where there conversation started. "I do believe
we have been passed here." She kept walking, "Shut up Shadow-Walker" She threw her
nickname for him over her shoulder. He grinned. He kind of liked that name. It always
seemed to fit him well. And she knew it.
______
"Your done." Jeff said simply. Molly glanced at her knew brunette hair in the mirror. She
giggled softly. "Thanks Jeff. I love it." He nodded and glanced back at Raven who was
sitting in the corner of the room with his knee pulled up to his chest. "What do you think
Bird-boy?" Jeff asked jokingly. "I think it looks fine, and that's Bird-MAN to you, lettuce
head." Jeff suddenly looked upset. "Hey! I like my green hair, thank you very much!"
"Will you two cut it out?" Molly asked as she studied her new hair. Raven got up and
walked up behind her and looked at her through the mirror. "I think you look better."
Molly smiled at Raven and then Jeff cleared his throat. "You better not let Molly's
husband-to-be hear you talking to her like that.
Raven's whole demeanor changed. "Bradshaw will have to get over it." He suddenly
turned and left the room, slamming the door loudly behind him. Molly glanced at Jeff. "I
really wish I knew what he has against Bradshaw." Molly said sadly. Jeff just shrugged,
"He always has a way of telling stuff when he is ready. Don't worry." Jeff shot Molly
another smile before leaving the room himself. Molly turned back to the mirror and
brushed a few strands delicately over her face. She smiled and glanced down at the huge
diamond on her finger. "I hope he'll like my new look." She said to herself. And then she
skipped out the room to go find out.
______
TBC
