Author's Note: I do not own any of the WWE or its wrestlers. Vince McMahon owns it all and the wrestlers own themselves. Kiara Mayson is a character from the mind of me. Enjoy!
Introduction
He was known for treating women like pieces of meat and throwing them around. He didn't have much success with women. Either they got taken away from him or he drove them away with his dominating ways. It happened all the time. He was use to it. Whenever he walked the halls, women shot him mean glances, disgusted at the way he was. He took one woman for granted when he was with her. Using her as shields, causing her to get kicked in the face. But, now that she was gone, he was alone once again. In the past, another woman got stolen from him. Robbed. He couldn't do much about it. Either way, Andrew Martin also known as Test wasn't known as a ladies' man.
She seemed like a young child trapped in an older person's body. Instead of staying calm at most times, she was a bundle of energy, hyper on life. Or was it sugar? Whenever she was seen walking the halls, she seemed to have candy in her hand or something. For example, the other day she was bouncing off the walls from eating a package of Wild Berry Skittles. Not too many people took her seriously because she was hardly ever serious. Bubbly and energetic, Kiara Mayson had another side. A side that nobody ever knew about. What happens when two different worlds collide?
Chapter 1
It was another edition of Monday Night Raw and things were getting into full swing as the fans were cheering wildly for their favorites and booing non-stop for people they hated. The cameras were on backstage, as Test was shown angry because he had lost Stacy Keibler to Scott Steiner. He was taking a steel chair and smashing it into the walls, causing people to rush in to see what the matter was. But, nobody could help. Test tossed the chair onto a locker and pushed his way through the people. As he stormed the hallways, Kiara Mayson was also walking towards him, headed to her locker room. She had a box of grape and strawberry Nerds in her hand, dressed in a cotton candy pink tank top and a pair of black leather pants. Her blonde hair was tied in a side ponytail, looking just like a child. Test rampaged through the halls, not seeing anybody in his path. In his eyes, everything was blurry because he was so mad. Kiara had not seen Test either because she was hyper from the candy and skipping. As the two collide, Test's powerful body hit Kiara with such force that she flew back, landing on her back. She cried out in pain as Test stopped. His eyes directed their attention to the floor where Kiara laid, not smiling but wincing in pain. Her back had hit the concrete floor. Test's face of rage stayed still as he said, "Watch where you're going!" Kiara's eyes began to fill up with tears because it wasn't her fault. But, she was being blamed. Slowly getting up, she brushed past Test and ran into her locker room. Trish Stratus had witnessed the whole thing and walked over to Test, with a cold glare in her eyes.
"That was uncalled for, Test. Kiara didn't do anything. You are such a jerk!" She told him, walking past him to get to Kiara's locker room. Test smirked evily.
"Women. They just have to stick together." He said to himself, walking off with a satisfied smile. Trish Stratus had just reached Kiara Mayson's locker room and knocked on the door.
"Go away!" Cried Kiara from the other side, sobbing.
"It's me, Trish! Kiara, let me in." She said to her. Trish was one of Kiara's only friends in the WWE. The only other diva that Kiara was friends with was Lita. But, Lita was out because of an injury and Trish was the only person that understood Kiara's ways.
"It's open." She told her, between tears. Trish Stratus took hold of the silver door knob and twisted it, as the door swung open. There Kiara was, sitting on her couch, hugging her knees and crying. Trish slammed the door and ran over to her.
"What's the matter?" Trish asked, concerned.
"Now I know how Stacy feels like! Andrew Martin is the biggest jerk ever! I can't believe him. He thinks that he's such a big shot, treating women like this. I cannot wait to get my hands on him." Kiara told her, plotting revenge in her mind.
"What are you talking about, Kia? Are you nuts? Test is huge! You can't get him! You'll get pulverized!" Trish exclaimed. Kiara ignored her.
"I don't care. I'm going to get him. Any way possible, I will get revenge on Test. For all the women that he's treated unfairly. Come on, Trish! I've seen him. He's made moves on you before. Don't you just want to kill him? For your own sake, Stacy's sake, my sake! Everybody's sake. Test is nothing but a disgusting pig!" The now angry bundle of energy said to her.
"Ok, you're worked up. Now, go face Molly! With that much rage, you're sure to beat her!" Trish said with a pat on the back. Kiara had totally forgotten about her match up with Molly.
"I almost forgot about that! Thanks Trish!" She shouted as she ran out the door, headed to the curtain. Molly Holly was already making her way down to the ring, like always, very determined to win. Kiara was waiting for her cue. After Molly had entered the ring, "Headstrong" by Trapt began to play and it was time for Kiara to make her entrance. Multi-colored pyros began to blast off, in tune with the beat of the song. The fans cheered when they saw Kiara standing on top of the ramp, after the pyros have cleared up. She had an angry expression on her face, totally different from her usual cheerful ways. Without any hesitation, Kiara ran down the ramp and slid into the ring. Molly began stomping on her right away, as the bell rang but, Kiara rolled herself out of that danger and hopped up. Molly Holly came running towards her but, was nailed with a huge clothesline. Getting up, she gets knocked down by another one.
"Kiara Mayson is on fire!" Jim Ross exclaimed as the blonde bombshell kicked Molly while she was down. Kiara was in no mood for easing up her agression. In the middle of the match, Molly Holly had bodyslammed Kiara and was going for the pin. Just as the ref was going down to count, the crowd began booing as cameras showed Test walking down the ramp, with a sick and sadistic grin on his face. Molly got up, confused as Test slid into the ring. Test told Molly to step aside as Kiara was getting up. Her back turned to him, she had no idea that he was standing there. She got up and turned around, bumping into him. Her blue eyes went wide when she saw him looking down at her, smiling.
"What in the world is this sicko going to do?" Asked Jim Ross, as Jerry Lawler shrugged. Molly Holly had left the ring, headed to the back. Test looked down at Kiara, who was not in fear but she had fire in her eyes. The ref and the rest of the world was watching the intense staredown between the two of them. Kiara began to boil and she began to speak,
"Listen here, Test...I'm not going to be like everyone else and stand here and take your shit. So, whatever you want to say to me or do to me...do it. I dare you to. Because if you do, you better be ready for my retaliation." Test looked at her and laughed. Kiara was now lit up. She took her right arm, extending it into a slap so hard that the whole arena heard it, even the people working at the concession stands.
"Oh my god! What a slap!" Jerry "The King" Lawler shouted, as the fans screamed in excitement. Test's smile was now off his face. His face had turned into rage. His forehead scrunched, as he furrowed his eyebrows. His hands bundled up into fists as his teeth clenched. Kiara stood infront of him, ready to do it once again. And she did. This time, Test released his fists, and grabbed Kiara by her long blonde hair. The fans screamed and booed as he brought her closer.
"Let that woman go, you sick bastard!" Jim Ross screamed, as Kiara tried to get him to let go but, was unsuccessful. Andrew Martin drew her closer and as the world watched, planted a long and lingering kiss on the lips of Kiara Mayson, sure to knock her socks off. The kiss lasted for about a minute. After that, he let her go and she fell back onto the ropes. The crowd was silent as he walked out of the ring, with his music playing in the background.
Introduction
He was known for treating women like pieces of meat and throwing them around. He didn't have much success with women. Either they got taken away from him or he drove them away with his dominating ways. It happened all the time. He was use to it. Whenever he walked the halls, women shot him mean glances, disgusted at the way he was. He took one woman for granted when he was with her. Using her as shields, causing her to get kicked in the face. But, now that she was gone, he was alone once again. In the past, another woman got stolen from him. Robbed. He couldn't do much about it. Either way, Andrew Martin also known as Test wasn't known as a ladies' man.
She seemed like a young child trapped in an older person's body. Instead of staying calm at most times, she was a bundle of energy, hyper on life. Or was it sugar? Whenever she was seen walking the halls, she seemed to have candy in her hand or something. For example, the other day she was bouncing off the walls from eating a package of Wild Berry Skittles. Not too many people took her seriously because she was hardly ever serious. Bubbly and energetic, Kiara Mayson had another side. A side that nobody ever knew about. What happens when two different worlds collide?
Chapter 1
It was another edition of Monday Night Raw and things were getting into full swing as the fans were cheering wildly for their favorites and booing non-stop for people they hated. The cameras were on backstage, as Test was shown angry because he had lost Stacy Keibler to Scott Steiner. He was taking a steel chair and smashing it into the walls, causing people to rush in to see what the matter was. But, nobody could help. Test tossed the chair onto a locker and pushed his way through the people. As he stormed the hallways, Kiara Mayson was also walking towards him, headed to her locker room. She had a box of grape and strawberry Nerds in her hand, dressed in a cotton candy pink tank top and a pair of black leather pants. Her blonde hair was tied in a side ponytail, looking just like a child. Test rampaged through the halls, not seeing anybody in his path. In his eyes, everything was blurry because he was so mad. Kiara had not seen Test either because she was hyper from the candy and skipping. As the two collide, Test's powerful body hit Kiara with such force that she flew back, landing on her back. She cried out in pain as Test stopped. His eyes directed their attention to the floor where Kiara laid, not smiling but wincing in pain. Her back had hit the concrete floor. Test's face of rage stayed still as he said, "Watch where you're going!" Kiara's eyes began to fill up with tears because it wasn't her fault. But, she was being blamed. Slowly getting up, she brushed past Test and ran into her locker room. Trish Stratus had witnessed the whole thing and walked over to Test, with a cold glare in her eyes.
"That was uncalled for, Test. Kiara didn't do anything. You are such a jerk!" She told him, walking past him to get to Kiara's locker room. Test smirked evily.
"Women. They just have to stick together." He said to himself, walking off with a satisfied smile. Trish Stratus had just reached Kiara Mayson's locker room and knocked on the door.
"Go away!" Cried Kiara from the other side, sobbing.
"It's me, Trish! Kiara, let me in." She said to her. Trish was one of Kiara's only friends in the WWE. The only other diva that Kiara was friends with was Lita. But, Lita was out because of an injury and Trish was the only person that understood Kiara's ways.
"It's open." She told her, between tears. Trish Stratus took hold of the silver door knob and twisted it, as the door swung open. There Kiara was, sitting on her couch, hugging her knees and crying. Trish slammed the door and ran over to her.
"What's the matter?" Trish asked, concerned.
"Now I know how Stacy feels like! Andrew Martin is the biggest jerk ever! I can't believe him. He thinks that he's such a big shot, treating women like this. I cannot wait to get my hands on him." Kiara told her, plotting revenge in her mind.
"What are you talking about, Kia? Are you nuts? Test is huge! You can't get him! You'll get pulverized!" Trish exclaimed. Kiara ignored her.
"I don't care. I'm going to get him. Any way possible, I will get revenge on Test. For all the women that he's treated unfairly. Come on, Trish! I've seen him. He's made moves on you before. Don't you just want to kill him? For your own sake, Stacy's sake, my sake! Everybody's sake. Test is nothing but a disgusting pig!" The now angry bundle of energy said to her.
"Ok, you're worked up. Now, go face Molly! With that much rage, you're sure to beat her!" Trish said with a pat on the back. Kiara had totally forgotten about her match up with Molly.
"I almost forgot about that! Thanks Trish!" She shouted as she ran out the door, headed to the curtain. Molly Holly was already making her way down to the ring, like always, very determined to win. Kiara was waiting for her cue. After Molly had entered the ring, "Headstrong" by Trapt began to play and it was time for Kiara to make her entrance. Multi-colored pyros began to blast off, in tune with the beat of the song. The fans cheered when they saw Kiara standing on top of the ramp, after the pyros have cleared up. She had an angry expression on her face, totally different from her usual cheerful ways. Without any hesitation, Kiara ran down the ramp and slid into the ring. Molly began stomping on her right away, as the bell rang but, Kiara rolled herself out of that danger and hopped up. Molly Holly came running towards her but, was nailed with a huge clothesline. Getting up, she gets knocked down by another one.
"Kiara Mayson is on fire!" Jim Ross exclaimed as the blonde bombshell kicked Molly while she was down. Kiara was in no mood for easing up her agression. In the middle of the match, Molly Holly had bodyslammed Kiara and was going for the pin. Just as the ref was going down to count, the crowd began booing as cameras showed Test walking down the ramp, with a sick and sadistic grin on his face. Molly got up, confused as Test slid into the ring. Test told Molly to step aside as Kiara was getting up. Her back turned to him, she had no idea that he was standing there. She got up and turned around, bumping into him. Her blue eyes went wide when she saw him looking down at her, smiling.
"What in the world is this sicko going to do?" Asked Jim Ross, as Jerry Lawler shrugged. Molly Holly had left the ring, headed to the back. Test looked down at Kiara, who was not in fear but she had fire in her eyes. The ref and the rest of the world was watching the intense staredown between the two of them. Kiara began to boil and she began to speak,
"Listen here, Test...I'm not going to be like everyone else and stand here and take your shit. So, whatever you want to say to me or do to me...do it. I dare you to. Because if you do, you better be ready for my retaliation." Test looked at her and laughed. Kiara was now lit up. She took her right arm, extending it into a slap so hard that the whole arena heard it, even the people working at the concession stands.
"Oh my god! What a slap!" Jerry "The King" Lawler shouted, as the fans screamed in excitement. Test's smile was now off his face. His face had turned into rage. His forehead scrunched, as he furrowed his eyebrows. His hands bundled up into fists as his teeth clenched. Kiara stood infront of him, ready to do it once again. And she did. This time, Test released his fists, and grabbed Kiara by her long blonde hair. The fans screamed and booed as he brought her closer.
"Let that woman go, you sick bastard!" Jim Ross screamed, as Kiara tried to get him to let go but, was unsuccessful. Andrew Martin drew her closer and as the world watched, planted a long and lingering kiss on the lips of Kiara Mayson, sure to knock her socks off. The kiss lasted for about a minute. After that, he let her go and she fell back onto the ropes. The crowd was silent as he walked out of the ring, with his music playing in the background.