The Motor City Machine Girl
Summary: Dylan brought about the fight of the year, but how did it happen? The price. The pain. The lies. The deception. The passion. The heartache. A friendship and brotherhood broken.
Rating: M for adult situations, mature themes, and later chapters.
Genre: Drama/Romance/Comedy.
Pairing: ChrisSabin/OC/AlexShelley.
Disclaimer: I do not own TNA or any of the wrestlers. What is written in this story, save for what is seen on television the rest is my own creation and I only own the OC and her friends. All TNA entertainers belong to themselves and the company. No copyright infringement is intended.
Author's Note: Just a coming soon thing for a soon to be up and running story. Gotten hooked on my two favourite TNA boys and just think of anything except getting this up and running and ideas of Little Darlin', which I have the ended of, now I just need to work out the rest. Should have a short chapter up soon.
Total Non-Stop Action wrestling.
After months of interviews and phone calls that is who she'd finally decided to sign a contract with. She'd turned down the contract that had been offered to her by the World Wrestling Entertainment, not because she didn't like the idea of how they portrayed women sometimes, but she preferred to be in a place where she wasn't being used as nothing more than a sex object for perverts. Well, at least that is how she saw it when asked by her mentors The Hardy Boys. Jeff and Matt were her cousins by their Dad's sister, her mother. However, she was the complete opposite of her mother who had married young to a rich doctor, which gave her a very laidback luxurious lifestyle.
Born in Detroit Michigan, she had been pushed back and forth between her cousins home and her fathers after her parents separation. Growing up with the boys hadn't been that bad, she'd been the only girl in their T.W.F federation as kids.
She was unique compared to other female wrestlers for she was both a high-flyer and a ground wrestler. She'd even been taught how to perform a great number of their signature moves.
But, Dixie Carter one of the owners of TNA had told her that she had a great personality and a lot more unique style that would be suited to Total Non-Stop Action than anywhere else. She agreed too, WWE would just keep her as a jobber for a few months, give her a shot at the title and then only use her for a fill in. She'd been down that road when in Japan. It hadn't worked out and so now she was living in the back of her van and trying to find a way to get back onto her feet. She wasn't going to Matt or Jeff. Her pride was too high to let anyone help her. Especially her cousins. While she loved them, she felt bad about asking them for help. No matter what the reason. Her father was out of the question. He'd disowned her after finding out about her leaving school to follow a career in wrestling.
Glancing at her watch, she groaned. She was going to be late for the barbeque at Jeff's if she didn't hustle herself together.
Jeff looked up from where he, Matt, Greg and Shannon were wrestling on the ground. Currently he was underneath the other three and was being relentless attacked by them. It was play, but still they were ganging up on him again like usual. A large black van pulled up alongside his car and he smiled widely. "Dylan's here!" he yelled out from beneath the three men. The other three men were off him in seconds and racing over to pick up the petite woman as she climbed from the van.
Squealing, she wrapped her tiny arms around Matt's broad shoulders as he spun her around. "You really need to start coming more often sweetie," Matt told her as Jeff reached them and Shannon and Greg each hugged her. Jeff smiled at his cousin and pulled her into a tight hug.
Jeff loved his cousin and treated her as if she was his baby sister. They'd always been closer to each other than Matt ever had and maybe it was just because he treated more like one of the boys and not the little sister that would break if he let here out of the house.
Sitting between Talia Madison, Greg's girlfriend, and Jeff who was talking animatedly to her while he recalled a time when his little cousin had decided to go streaking across the backyard refusing to have a bath. She blushed brightly as Kimo and Kirby laughed along with the rest of the table.
"So sweetie, have you told them yet?" Talia whispered, leaning in close to her.
"No. I don't really feel up to it today either."
"Come on, they are going to find out sooner or later," she urged.
Dylan shook her head and Talia smirked, a thing that Dylan had found only meant trouble when she was around. "No-"
"Hey guys did you hear that Dixie signed a new Knockout to the roster. She's meant to be really good to-"
Everything went silent as they heard the roar of an engine grow louder and then suddenly went quiet. Around the side of the house walked a guy who, as Dylan had always said resembled Matt Schulze in his Fast and the Furious stage. She'd been saved by her boyfriend's appearance. Tyson Boarende. A wrestler from Canada. He had been trained alongside WWE superstars Edge and Christian in Japan and across Canada but that was it. He hadn't gotten far after a bad fall from the top ropes that had resulted in a back and neck injury. His life hadn't been over though, he'd become a creative writer and his music was starting to really get noticed especially since he'd started using her at live events and singing his songs. Metalcore wasn't an easy style to sing, but Dylan's husky voice made her the perfect singer and she rarely used backing tracks to aid her.
So far Roadrunner United had taken an interest in both her voice and Tyson's songs but nothing had been confirmed yet.
"Hey Ty. Pull up a chair," Jeff said as talking resumed and Tyson sat down opposite Dylan, a large smirk on his face.
'What?' she mouthed to him, smiling a little as he was handed a beer.
'I got the deal' he mouthed back. Her mouth dropped open and had it not been for the fact that she would knock over everything on the table she would have jumped across it, she would have probably squealed in joy.
He'd finally done it. She looked at him as he reached over Kirby to grab a plate of food as everyone else continued to eat. Biting the inside of her lip, she followed the way his arm bulged from the muscles he had. Talia elbowed her lightly and raised both eyebrows playfully as she rolled her eyes.
"You look happy?"
"He got the deal," she murmured back to her best friend.
Talia smiled wide and looked at Tyson as Jeff leaned over and slapped hands with him. "Congratulations on getting the deal," Talia beamed. Jeff chuckled at Dylan shook her head and everyone started making a fuss over Tyson's break into the music industry. He glanced across at her and winked. She smiled. They both were finally getting onto their feet. They'd be separated for a few weeks or so at a time, but they'd dealt with that before the only challenge would be staying together because Dylan knew Tyson could change his mind over something a like the flick of a light switch. He'd cheated on her once before, but he'd been drunk and she hadn't really blamed him considering they'd been fighting at the time.
When he got round to her after finally getting up to greet the Core group and co, he kissed her cheek gently, knowing anything more in front of everyone would make her blush and that neither of the Hardys would be amused. They were very protective of their cousin and he knew they had every right to be. It wasn't that they didn't like him, it was just they knew how easily their cousin could be hurt. When he'd cheated, Matt had held him up against a wall and Jeff had laid a few punches on him. But as said before, he knew he'd deserved that beating though. He'd been a pretty big asshole during their fight and it hadn't been Dylan's fault, Tyson had just needed someone to take it out on.
"Proud of you," she murmured as he did kiss her and he chuckled.
"I'm proud of you too," he started and before she could stop him, he continued, "You signed with TNA."
A dead silence fell over the group and Tyson glanced at the now worried frown on his girlfriends face to her two cousins who were both looking at one another. This was not good. Matt was the first to react. He stood up and over Jeff's head, he talked down to his twenty-five year old cousin like she was only five and had just been caught with her hand in the cookie jar. "No Dylan. We worked hard to get you a contract with the WWE and now you go and work for the trailer park trash style that is TNA. No."
"Its not your decision Matt! I would rather be earning less money than being exploited as some sex object that struts around and does Playboy!" Dylan snapped back.
Jeff just sat there. "Matt-"
"I don't care!"
"Well, maybe I don't like the idea of you and Jeff breathing down my neck twenty-four seven. I think the WWE would rather use some dumb blonde who can't even act or wrestle more than me because she is stereotypically hotter than me. I wear body paint, I dress like a boy half the time. Jeff was there. Vince said that in order to actually be used on television I'd have to change my looks- drastically. I'd rather be myself and wrestling for a small audience than changing who I am!"
It was coming down to a shouting match and so far, Jeff had remained silent while Matt continued to hound his younger cousin into making her believe what she was doing was wrong. "I think I'd prefer her in TNA than WWE," Jeff said. Both of them went quiet.
"How can you say that?"
"Because she is right and I don't want my cousin being used as nothing more than eye candy when I know what she can do inside an actual ring," he told his brother.
"Thank you, Jeff." Matt stormed off and Jeff pulled Dylan back down into her chair.
"Just, be careful. Its not going to be a walk in the park," he whispered.
She smiled softly and wrapped an arm around her cousins neck, pulling him into a hug slightly. "Nothing is ever a walk in the park for me, Jeffro. That's what makes life interesting."