Annaliese Marie Portor-23 years old. Daughter of Maria and Anthony Portor. Godparents are Vince and Linda McMahon. Never married.
Mark William Calaway-AKA The Undertaker-40 years old. Son of Frank and Catherine Calaway. Professional Wrestler. Last marriage was 2 years ago and just sleeps around now.
Annaliese couldn't believe this was happening. After a year of working for the WWE as a run around girl, she was finally getting to be a personal assistant. She was often asked why she didn't take up wrestling as a career. She never really knew why. She loved it and had a passion for it like every other wrestler out there but she never thought she would be great at it. She did promos with the McMahon family since she was adopted by them 10 years ago after her parent's accident and that was as close to the real ring action as she got.
"So, who am I ganna be Assisting?" she asked as she took a seat beside Stephanie McMahon. Stephanie and Annaliese felt like sisters but they definitely didn't look like it. Annaliese had piercing blue eyes and natural blonde hair that flowed down to her waist in a mixture of waves and curls. She was at 5'3 in height and weighed about 120 pounds, making it so she had nice body with curves in the right places. She looked just like a diva when she was dressed up to go.
"Um…"Vince's chuckle filled the room. Annaliese raised an eyebrow at him. "Come on papa. What's so funny." She questioned, using the name she called Vince from birth. She looked at Linda for an answer but only got a nervous smile in return. "You see Honey, this guy is one of our top superstars and he's so busy plus nobody wants to deal with him…"Vince was stalling…never good. "Who's him?"She asked eagerly, looking back and forth from each of the McMahons in the room. "Mark calaway…" "Mark Who!?"She yelled, anger setting in her blue eyes.
Mark Calaway of all people. Papa knew she couldn't stand him and the feeling was mutual with Mark. When the two were in a room together, they often had to be separated by 20 people to keep them from yelling at each other. Ever since Annaliese stepped foot into the wrestling world, her and Mark had never got along. Everybody found it funny that this tiny little girl could stand up to The big bad ass Undertaker but she didn't. The two weren't even allowed to be in a room alone together.
It was January, 1996. Two months after her parents passed and she wasn't dealing with it well still. She had finally moved in with the McMahons and was getting better but she still wasn't the same. Linda tried to make her feel at home but it wasn't the same. She hated this new life as much as she loved Linda and Vince for their patience. She sighed as she stared at the desk. They were all at a wrestling show in Baltimore and Annaliese was bored out of her mind. She should have been with her parents in Kentucky on their farm again but no, that stupid drunk driver had to ruin her life instead of his own.
She looked at the room before getting up. She was the youngest and was ordered to stay put in the room until somebody came to get her. She peeked her little head out the door and looked around cautiously. She giggled a bit, feeling free at the moment and creped out of the room, unaware to the watching eyes of somebody. She got down the hallway and looked around, feeling very tiny in this big building. She kept walking until she heard a booming, southern voice behind her.
"Little girl, what are ya doin out here?"Annaliese twirled around, looking straight up into the face of the Undertaker. Annaliese scrunched her nose and crossed her arms. "I ain't a little girl. You're just a big meat head."She said, feeling proud of her comeback. Mark couldn't help but laugh at this little girl. She was actually trying to stand up to him. "Look here darlin. Ain't you suppose to be with your mommy or daddy or something?" He questioned, not realizing his mistake until he felt the girl's shoe kick him right in the knee, making him wince and grab hold of where she kicked.
Annaliese's eyes widened with shock but it didn't stop the giggle from escaping her mouth. It didn't stop her from laughing so hard she nearly started crying either. She screamed as she was picked up and tossed onto The Undertaker's shoulder. "No! Put me down!!"She yelled, slapping her tiny hands on his back as he led her down towards Vince's office where she had come from. Mark shook his head and looked down the hall at Vince, who had a worried look on his face but then a look of relief as he saw Mark carrying the screaming 13 year old. Mark put her onto the floor, only to get kicked in the stomach as he did so. He growled and held his stomach. "You're lucky I ain't ganna tan that butt of yours." He said angrily, looking at Vince who was trying not to laugh.
"Young lady, apologize to Mark right now." Vince ordered, trying to contain his laughter still. "No! He's a jerk!"She yelled, stomping into Vince's office and slamming the door shut as hard as she could. Vince looked at Mark with a look of apology. "I'm sorry Mark. She's having a hard time with her parent's death and everything."He said, patting the younger man's shoulder before walking into the office to talk to his newly adopted daughter. Mark stared at the door, realizing now why the little girl had kicked him, but shook his head. Things were going to be interesting with this girl around.
Vince and Linda tried not to laugh at the look on Annaliese's face. She looked terrified of the idea of being near Mark longer than she had to. "Pleasee…Don't do this to me. I'll clean Paul's laundry before that please. No offence Steph." She muttered. "None taken. It is gross sometimes."Annaliese laughed at this before staring at her adopted parents. "Please?""You need to.""Pleasee!?""No Anna, You have to do this job. It won't be that bad." Annaliese pouted and was about to say something before the door opened, showing Mark Calaway's large frame in the doorway.
Annaliese growled in her mind, thinking of ways to murder Mark in his sleep. "Who's this new assistant I'm getting?"He said as he kissed the top of Stephanie's head then Linda's cheek in a greeting. Mark always fit in with the McMahons, well except Annaliese. Annaliese stood up and glared at him before storming out of the room, slamming the door shut behind her. Mark raised an eyebrow and looked at Vince curiously. "What did I do now?"He asked. "You hired her."Vince told him before the whole McMahon Clan started laughing as the same look appeared on Mark's face that had appeared on Annaliese's face not even 10 minutes ago. Mark stormed out of the room as well, trying to find his new little assistant. "Annaliese!!"He yelled, walking fast down the hallway. Wrestlers peeked their heads out of their dressing rooms to see the yelling, finding Mark stampeding down the hallway after Annaliese. They shook their head and went back into the room. Annaliese and Mark were at it again.
Mark finally caught up to her and grabbed her arm, making her stop running. She squeaked and glared at him. "Let go of me!" "Look here little girl! I want you as my assistant as much as I want to look at shit! Just do what ever pops up and stay away from me you little demon."He yelled at her, glaring right down at her. "And I want to help you as much as I want to help World domination. And You look at shit everyday!You look in the mirror don't you?!"She questioned angrily and jerked her arm from his grip, storming back down the hallway as Mark tried to ease his anger and keep himself from going after her to teach her a lesson.
Annaliese flung open the door of the dressing room and plopped down into a free chair hard. Glen, Adam and Paul all looked up from their spots, raising their eyebrows at the tempered women. "So…I see you heard the news"Paul was the first to break the silence, making the others look at him. "What news" "Oh, our little princess got hired by her favorite person." Adam and Glen looked at each other and busted out laughing, making Annaliese throw a glare at them to stop. For a tiny girl, she could pack a punch. "It's not funny. That over grown idiot is full of his damn self"She yelled, squeaking as she was picked up by Glen and sat in his lap. As weird as it was, Annaliese and Glen were like long lost siblings as soon as they laid eyes on each other. Glen being Mark's best friend, it wasn't that good of a thing. "You'll be fine Anna. You've put up with him many times before." "Yeah an hour a day not 24 hours a day."She muttered, sighing as the men went back to talking.