I couldn't take it anymore. I'm tired of waiting. I'm done waiting for my revenge.
….
CM Punk's POV
I was beaten and battered by Curtis Axel and the man I used to look highly too. My hands were handcuffed behind my back. It started to go downhill for me until the lights turned off. The audience started screaming while I tried to see in the dark. It came back on to reveal a girl holding the top of the kendo stick Heyman had; preventing him from attacking me. She wore a green leotard and black shorts with matching pads. She wore a hood (like little red riding hood, but black), so I couldn't really see her face.
She snatched the stick and threw it out of the ring. The girl grabbed a mic and faced the Walrus.
"Hey, Paul," she started, "do you remember me?" he shook his head with pure shock in his eyes.
"Of course you don't. But you will sooner or later." Curtis was running behind her.
"Watch out!" She quickly did a roundhouse kick that left him on the floor. She turned back to where she was and punched Paul with a sickening crunch. She got behind him and pushed him through the ropes. She brought the mic to her lips once more.
"I won't get my revenge right now. I will spread it over the next upcoming weeks. I will continue until you crumble. Just like you did to me." She walked over to me and crouched to my level. I tried desperately to see her face. "You'll be ok." The lights flickered off then on again. Just like that, she disappeared.
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? POV
I had to do it. I went out there and let myself known to Paul. I was currently roaming the fairly empty hallways, but kept in the shadows so I won't be seen. Finally I was in front of the door I was about to go through. I took a deep breath. Do I really want to go in there? Why are you so nervous? You could do it girl. I nodded and teleported there.
The room was empty and I just looked around. The doorknob started to jiggle and I gasp. I ran to a dark corner and tried to even my breath. He came in with a towel around his neck. He looked around.
"I know you're in here." I was surprised. I came out and made sure my hood was still up.
"How did you know?" he smirked.
"I didn't. I just guessed." I nodded. There were a few minutes of silence.
Punk's POV
"So why did you come?" I asked.
"I wanted to see if you're ok."
"Well thanks for checking up on me. May I ask you your name?"
"Honestly. My name is Honestly."
"That's a pretty name." her hood shifted so that I could see her face. She had plump red lips and tan skin. Her eyes were a bold emerald color that could easily hypnotize you.
"Thanks. And may I ask what your name is? I know your real name is not Punk." Her voice was soft, totally the opposite of her ring voice.
"It's Phil."
"Well, nice to meet you, Phil." She stuck her hand out and I shaked it.
"The pleasure's mine. Do you want a ride back to the hotel?"
"No thank you. I'm in a different hotel, anyways." I gave her a questioning look, "I just want to be alone this week."
I was going to say something when there was a knock on the door. I saw her jump slightly in the corner of my eye. I yelled, "Who is it?"
"Um, it's Josh Matthews, sir."
I turned to look at Honesty, but she disappeared. I let Josh in and I tried my best to answer his questions. I was doing great until he started asking questions about her. I couldn't help but stare at the dark corner.
Honesty. She's mysterious. I want to know more.
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Hey everyone! I'm back after like a year. This plot bunny just appeared last night while sleeping. I'm still gonna update my other WWE story. In fact, it's gonna be up sometime today. So review on if I should continue with this or not. Bye for now.
-love Tamakia.