I'm terribly sorry that I haven't written anyting wrestling-related in way too long. It's the final few weeks of my final year in high school, so I've been working on nothing but projects! I hope to start writing more once summer rolls along.

Also, I've started writing an Unreal Tournament story called Selene's Tourney. Even if you don't like Unreal Tournament, I'd love it it you were to read & review it. It'd really mean so much to me! :)

This fanfiction is a little different; it falls under a category I call What If. In this case, what if Rey Mysterio and his wife were divorced? I'm not doing this to bash anyone- it's all for fun. Remember, people- it's just a story. :)

I own nothing related to the WWE, or Shakira.

Anyways, please read & enjoy! :D

Starting Over

Chapter One

Oscar Gutierrez sat in his hotel room in Chicago, Illinois and sighed loudly. It had now been a whole week since the bitter divorce between him and his now ex-wife, Angie, had been finalized. He had come home from a tour in Mexico and was abruptly presented with divorce papers. Angie had had enough of him being on the road three hundred plus days a year. His two kids now lived with her, and he was allowed to have custody of them whenever he was home from being on the road. To be honest, Oscar had never expected that this would happen to him. He loved his family even more than the WWE, or his entire career- didn't his ex-wife and his kids know that? Clearly, his ex-wife had forgotten.

As if that wasn't painful enough, Angie was already dating another man. That hurt Oscar more than anything. He wanted to be happy again, but he didn't know how.

Will I ever be happy again? He thought as he looked out into the Chicago sky. He didn't know if he could handle the pain that haunted him day after day, night after night.

That night was the night Raw was on. Though he wasn't scheduled for a match, Oscar decided to show up as opposed to sulking in his hotel room. He sat in catering, reading a motorcycle magazine and drinking a bottle of water. His reading was interrupted by his good friend, Randy Orton, sitting at his table. Oscar reluctantly put the magazine down and looked at his long-time friend.

"Hey, man," greeted the St. Louis native, "how are you feeling?"

Oscar shrugged. "I've been better, that's for sure."

Randy sighed. "Look, man, you can't say miserable forever- you'll miss out on too much. I'm not trying to act like I don't care about your feelings, but staying sad doesn't fix anything," he said.

"I know, Randy," replied Oscar, "but I just don't know what I can do."

Randy nodded in understanding. "Look, there's a Divas match that's gonna start in a few minutes. Apparently, it's Natalie against some debuting Diva. Wanna watch?"

"Sure," replied Oscar, even though he really didn't want to.

Randy turned on a nearby TV and saw that the new Diva was about to make her debut.

"And her opponent- making her WWE debut- from Bogota, Colombia- Ellie!" announced Lillian Garcia.

La Tortura by Shakira started up as a petite, dark brown-haired girl appeared from the curtain. She was wearing gold short shorts and a gold halter-styled cropped top. She high fived some fans before making her down to the ring. She briefly posed on the turnbuckle before the match started.

The two women grappled before Natalie Neidhart pushed the smaller woman against a turnbuckle. The referee broke them up, which gave Ellie a chance to do a powerful reverse roundhouse kick. Natalie stumbled back as Ellie delivered some more powerful kicks to the Calgary native's legs. Before she could regain feeling in her legs, Ellie clotheslined Natalie- hard.

Natalie quickly got up and dragged Ellie to the middle of the ring by her hair. The referee immediately chastised Natalie for that, and did so even more after she had slammed Ellie on the mat multiple times by the hair. Natalie, frustrated at the referee's yelling, began to argue with him. Neither one of them noticed that Ellie had gotten on her feet. When Natalie finally turned back to her opponent, Ellie put both of her hands onto her face in a clawhold, digging her nails into the bigger woman's face. Natalie, forced to the ground, couldn't bear the pain any longer- she had no choice but to tap. The bell rang soon after, forcing Ellie to remove her hands from her opponent's face.

"Here's your winner by submission- Ellie!"

Ellie got up and stood, the referee holding her arm in victory, smiling happily. Once the referee let go of her, Ellie got out of the ring and gave off a sly smile to Natalie as the fans cheered for the new Diva.

Randy turned off the TV, causing Oscar to snap his attention back to his friend. He immediately noticed the odd look on Randy's face.

"What?"

"You seemed quite fascinated by that Diva's match, that's all," replied Randy.

Oscar scoffed. "I'm a wrestling fan, too, Randy. I like Diva matches, too. Is that alright?" he asked.

"It's fine, man," said Randy. "Sorry to upset you."

Oscar sighed and ran his hands over his face. "It's fine," he said, "I'm just not in a good mood tonight."

Randy nodded before getting up from his seats. "I'm gonna go meet up with the other Superstars and Divas in the main room. I really think you should come."

"For you, I'll go," said Oscar. He got up and both men walked to where the main room was located. It had the same idea as catering, except it didn't serve food. Oscar walked in and immediately saw a group of Divas at one spot in the room. It was quite unusual- normally, the Divas were somewhat scattered in the room.

"So you really are from Colombia?" he heard April Mendez say.

"Yes," replied an unfamiliar voice.

April nodded before noticing Oscar and Randy.

"Hey, guys! The new Diva is here! Come and meet her," exclaimed April.

Randy and Oscar walked a bit closer and soon they both spotted her. She was even more beautiful in person than on TV. Her long, chocolate brown hair was now in nice curls- earlier, it had looked messier. She had bright purple eyes, something that he had never seen before on anyone. Her skin was an ivory tone, causing her hair to really stand out. She was now wearing teal jeans, a white tank top with a black heart on it, black peep-toe heels, and a black blazer. She smiled the same smile that he had seen earlier after her match.

"Hello," he greeted.

"Hi," she greeted warmly. "You must be Oscar, and you must be Randy. My name is Elizabeth Carmichael, but you can call me Ellie."

"Nice to meet you," said Randy as he shook her hand. Oscar shook her hand as well.

"You had an excellent match out there," said the Mexican Superstar.

"Oh, thank you!" replied Ellie. "I'm glad that people enjoyed it."

"I didn't enjoy it," said Natalie flatly. Everyone laughed, knowing that she had good reason to say that. But Ellie didn't even flinch.

"Sorry if I hurt you real bad," she said.

"It's okay," said Natalie, "I'm fine- really. I'm just not used to being put in a clawhold."

Ellie nodded.

"So," said fellow Diva Layla El, "a bunch of us are going out for dinner tomorrow night. Would you like to join us?"

"I'd love to," replied Ellie happily. Her eyes lit up, and Oscar could really see how purple her eyes were now.

"Great!" said Layla with a big smile on her face.

"Well," interrupted Oscar, "I have a few things I need to do, so I guess I'll see you all later."

Randy bit his lip, annoyed that his friend would do that. But he decided not to say anything to him at the moment because he knew Oscar would get angry at him.

"Bye!" said all the Divas as Oscar left.

"He seems really nice," commented Ellie after he was gone.

"He is," said Natalie, "he really is."

"So, do you have a boyfriend?" asked Matt Cardona, who had now shown up.

"Nope, and I wanna keep it that way," said Ellie.

Many people's jaws dropped.

"Why?" asked April in shock.

"I just don't need a boyfriend right now," explained the Colombian native. "I'm too busy to have a boyfriend anyways. But I'm okay- really."

"Makes sense," said Layla, "I just wasn't expecting that kind of answer."

Oscar drove back to his hotel, went up to his room, and looked out into the Chicago night sky. He hated the misery that was inside him. He hated making others so miserable because of something that wasn't their fault whatsoever. More than anything, he wished that he was still with his ex-wife. He loved her so much, yet he knew that she would never return her feelings.

The new Diva, Ellie, had struck him. She was beautiful- there was no denying that whatsoever. But still, if he liked her- which he didn't- he wouldn't even bother trying to pursue her. She may not have had a ring on her finger from what he saw, but a pretty girl like her would definitely have a boyfriend.

If this is how my life is gonna be from now on, I want no part of it, he thought to himself as he drifted off to sleep.

There ya go! I really hope you enjoy it, 'cause I enjoyed writing it! :)

Please review, and stay tuned for chapter 2! :D

- Elizabeth