Welcome readers! This story is Co-written with EloquentAngel90; a spin off story from Temptation! Enjoy! We're posting it on this profile instead! Sorry for the confusion.
Chapter One: Why Should I Care?
The eccentric NXT champion of the WWE, Kevin Owens, sauntered into the office of the COO Triple H, not a care in the world. After having successful invasive knee surgery a few weeks ago, the Canadian was rapidly healing at an accelerated rate. Hell, he hadn't even needed crutches when the surgery was complete, so it was safe to say that the NXT locker room had been put on very high notice about the impending return of the champion.
Whistling a few tunes to himself, Kevin watched as the COO entered the office with a dark and foul mood on his face. Whatever it is that was bugging him, the Canadian seemed to find something amusing about the situation and was sure that this conversation was going to be loads of fun for both him and Hunter, if not just for himself.
"Thanks for meeting me on such short notice like this Kevin. We have quite a lot to discuss," Hunter said, taking off his suit jacket and propping it onto the back of his chair as he took a seat. The Game was looking like he hadn't slept in days, let alone a week.
"Sure thing boss," Kevin quipped, kicking up his feet and propping them on the side of his boss' desk, only for Hunter to heavily sigh and roll his eyes in response. "What's up?" Kevin asked once more. Hunter shuffled through some of the paperwork on his desk before he finally zoned in his vision on his champ's knee. "Alright Kev, how's the knee?" the Game questioned.
"Better than ever, how's yours?" Kevin quipped yet again, acting like a wise guy. Quite frankly, as of late Hunter had had quite enough of those types, but he calmed himself. Kevin was a guy he was definitely high up on, after all. His antics were making it just a little bit hard to deal with this morning though, considering all the Game had been through in the past few days.
"Look Owens, I'm not in the mood for your bullshit today alright? I just need you to work with me," Hunter pleaded out of anger, fists slightly clenching. Kevin didn't seem to notice however. "Now look, there's no doubt that you're one of the top guys down here in NXT. That reason alone is exactly why we'd love for you to be a part of the Authority." Hunter adjusted his neck tie as he awaited a response from his NXT champion.
Kevin stared down his boss with intense blue eyes and intensified breathing, trying to gauge just how serious the Game was on the subjects. You didn't want to try besting the Cerebral Assassin with mind games, after all. After about two minutes had rolled by, Kevin let out a snort, before immediately bursting into full blown laughter reminiscent of Hunter's pal Shawn Michaels.
"I like your sense of humor Hunter, I really do. But do you really think I'm going to join your stable of suit monkeys and suckups? Hell no," Kevin boldly stated to his boss, who didn't change his game face one bit. Instead, Hunter took the calm response. "Why the hell not?"
As the NXT talents gathered around the door, listening in on what was going on inside the Game's office, whispers ran amok over them. What was the COO grilling the NXT champion about this time? Luckily, they didn't have to wait long for Kevin's response to his boss.
"Well, for one I hate wearing suits. They fit awkwardly and piss me off just like yours does right now," he started, as Hunter heavily sighed, massaging his thumbs against his forehead. "Second, I made an alliance with you before and you never delivered to me what I was promised, so I had to go get it myself. I ended that alliance when I took your Director of Operations and powerbombed his Big Red Clifford ass through some trashcans. So will I join you? Hell no, fuck that shit Hunter," he spat back in the Game's face.
He really was a difficult one to deal with, Hunter thought to himself. But he hadn't come all this way just to let a newly signed rookie walk all over him and his authority. A hard lesson was probably in order at this point. "I'm sorry you feel that way Kevin. So I'll tell you what I'm gonna do. Since that knee seems to be feeling a lot better these days, you've got an NXT championship defense tomorrow night at the live event against Alex Riley. How's that sound?" the COO grinned, watching Kevin run a hand through his hair. He absolutely hated the name Alex Riley.
"I'm gonna take that awkward silence as a 'yes, Hunter I'll be ready to go' answer. Knock'em dead champ," Hunter said, patting Kevin on the back and walking out of his office. And as soon as the coast was clear, Kevin immediately picked up the COO's desk and hurled it out the window as hard as he could, nailing NXT tag champions Blake and Murphy right on target.
"Fuck this shit!" the Canadian screamed, launching chairs all across the room as he kicked open the door to all of the NXT roster's eyes staring directly at him. 'What in the snow hell are all of you girls looking at?" Kevin harshly quipped, pushing his way through the crowd of talents and being sure to shove Angelo Dawkins extra hard.
"Yo dog, why don't you watch where the fuck—" Angelo never got to finish his sentence as Kevin immediately picked up the trash talker and powerbombed him through the door of Hunter's office, instantly breaking it in half.
"Well, what do you know? I guess blood is thicker than wood," Kevin laughed, as Angelo cried out in agony and pain.
A knocked out cold and snoring Becky Lynch was rudely awakened and thrown off the couch in surprise by the sound of the apartment door swinging open. A ticked off Kevin Owens stormed into the house, slamming the door behind him equally just as hard. Becky couldn't help but snicker as Kevin headed straight for the fridge, pulling out two bottles of freshly brewed Rocky Mountain beers.
"Long day at the office mate?" Becky asked, chuckling as Kevin winced at her. Popping the lids off both beers and slamming them down like he was dying of severe dehydration, he kicked Becky's legs off the couch and took a seat next to her. "Why the fuck are you still here?" he bellowed.
Becky made a face back at him. "I thought I told you that I needed to lay low for a while Kevin," she retorted, rolling her eyes at the Canadian. "It's been a while for awhile now and your friend is dead!" Kevin scoffed, throwing his bottles of beer into the garbage can as his dog looked up before going back to sleep. Grinning, he took the remote from a shocked Becky, switching the channel to the game show network.
"The hell did you just say?" Becky whispered aloud in a surprised tone. "Ready my lips Lucky. She. Is. Dead. Sasha Banks is dead. Clear? No need to lay low anymore," Kevin retorted, turning his attention back to the TV as Becky shook her head in confusion as things around her continued to spiral. Sure, she had left the Boss at the mercy of Triple H back at his mansion in Florida, but surely the Game wouldn't have went as far as to kill her, right?
It was as if an instant wave of regret had instantly washed over the Delty Diva, knowing that she had gotten a person killed, someone she once called friend, all over a damn title shot. She started to breathe heavily, anxiety starting to set in and weigh down on her nerves and her conscious. She rolled off the couch and dropped to her knees, coughing and exasperated.
"You're a horrible actress Becky. Get the hell up off the floor unless you like being a dog," Kevin suggested, insightful commentary as always. Becky staggered her way over to the cabinets, trying to keep herself on her feet, but she slipped and fell flat on her back. Here she was, having an anxiety attack and barely able to breathe, while Kevin Owens sat there watching as if it were a TV show.
Bastard.
Starting to hold her chest as she heaved even more for air, Kevin finally raised an eyebrow at her. "Alright seriously Beck, you can stay!" Kevin finally exclaimed, holding her up as she looked into his eyes with a weird haze. "K-K-Kevin…fuck you," Becky said, flipping him the bird as she stumbled over to the couch, still trying to breathe.
Before the Delty Diva could pass out from an anxiety attack, she felt herself being doused; or rather drenched by an ice cold waterfall. She immediately stormed over to Kevin, flaring up and glaring at him in the face. "What the bloody hell did you do that for?" she yelled, intensity turned all the way to the max. Kevin smirked, their faces inches apart, and that fact turned her anger down just a little bit.
"You had a problem, so I fixed it for you. And I told you that you can stay here as long as you need to, okay?" he simply said. "Don't be such an angry little potato head," he quipped, making Becky mutter something in Gaelic under her breath. "You say something?" Kevin asked the Delty Diva, turning out the lights as the only thing glowing in the room was the TV screen.
The NXT champ flopped on the couch, pulling up the blankets and patting the seat next to him, waiting for Becky to take it. "No I didn't," Becky sighed, slyly etching a smile on her face as she flopped down next to the Canadian, pulling up the blankets to cover her as well. "I didn't know you actually cared about me Kev," she teased and Kevin simply rolled his eyes.
"What? I can't show good hospitality? I'm not a bad guy you know. I'm just somebody who tends not to give a fuck that often," he shrugged, and Becky only snorted. "After all, why should I care about what other people think of me?" he suggested, leaning back into the chair and closing his eyes for the night. The champ was shutting down for the night, and maybe she should as well.
The Irish diva curled up next to Kevin, only to realize that a foul smell infiltrated her nostrils; armpits. Wrinkling her nose, she adjusted her body and rested her head on his lap as she tried to catch up on her sleep. Tomorrow was a new day, and nobody knew exactly what that day held in store for them.
Well, except maybe Triple H and the Authority.
Well, this is the first chapter of one of our phase 2 stories, Fire and Ice starring Kevin Owens and Becky Lynch! Thanks for coming along for the ride, both old readers and new! We have a lot on our plate for phase 2, so don't forget to fave, follow, read, and review all of the stories to stay in tune with everything and not miss anything! Some of these stories have not been posted yet but will be soon!
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