Daughter of the Deadman
Chapter 4: Reunited
It was finally the day of Breaking Point. Angel and Kristy were asleep in the hotel in Montreal, Quebec Canada. Angel was sharing the room with Bret, Owen, and Lea as well just so she would feel safe. The last week at school had been anything but. Bella had beaten her up every day, so she was covered in bruises and scratches and she still had marks on her wrists from when Bella and her friends jumped her after school. Cher and Kel had distracted Kristy and Jen and Bella had taken the opportunity to beat Angel up. They had bound her wrists with tape, making her unable to do much more then scream. Kristy had eventually caught on that something was wrong and had rescued Angel and took her home.
The whole week leading up to this day had been like that. Angel had only been safe at Bret's place. Even then, Jason had showed up and tried to take her and Lea back. Bret had made Kristy take Angel and Lea to her room. Then he had proceeded to beat Jason to a pulp. Now, however, Angel and Kristy were sound asleep. Lea was curled up next to Angel, hugging her. Somehow she knew her sister needed her there. Just then, the door to the hotel room opened and Bret came in. Kristy sat up.
"Morning, Uncle Bret." she said.
"Morning, Kristy." Bret said, hugging his niece.
Then he walked over to the bed and picked up Lea, who was now beginning to whimper. Then he shook Angel, who mumbled something about having had a rough night. Bret looked at Kristy and she nodded.
"She woke up screaming last night." Kristy said.
"Oh, dear. Alright, go and have a shower and get dressed. I'll get her up." Bret said.
Kristy nodded. She got up and left. Bret sat down on the side of the bed. He shook Angel again. She groaned and rolled over. Bret sighed.
"Angel come on, kiddo. You need to get up. Today's the day, sweetheart." Bret said.
Angel sat up. Bret was shocked. She looked exhausted and her face and arms were black and blue. Not to mention the cuts and scratches she had. Lea whimpered and waved her arms around. Bret handed her to her sister.
"Hey, baby Lea. I'm OK. Don't worry, sweetheart." Angel said.
Lea whimpered again. Angel sighed. Just then, Kristy came out from the bathroom, dressed in a blue tank top and black pants. She threw a hoodie on over her tank top. Angel sighed.
"What's the matter?" Bret asked.
"Long night, Uncle Bret." Angel said.
"You're worried about what he's going to think of you, aren't you?" Kristy asked.
"No! Well, maybe a little." Angel said.
"Angel, he'll love you. You're his daughter for Hart Foundation's sake!" Kristy said.
"Yeah, I am...I guess...technically. I just...I'm worried. Him seeing me bruised and cut and in pain isn't exactly what I had in mind." Angel said.
"Angel, he'll understand. Heck, he'd probably want to know who would dare to lay their hands on his daughter." Kristy said.
"Do you two really think that?" Angel asked.
"Of course we do." Bret and Kristy said.
"What about Lea? I don't want to have to...give her away. I wouldn't know what to do if that happened..." Angel whispered.
"You won't have to give Lea away. I'm sure Taker will understand when you tell him. If not, Kristy and I will look after her." Bret said.
"You...would do that?"Angel asked.
"Of course! Anything to keep the two of you away from that monster!" Kristy said.
"You're not going to go back to him. Not if Kristy and I can help it." Bret said.
"Thanks, you two." Angel said.
Bret and Kristy nodded. They hugged Angel. Then she handed Lea to Bret and got up and took a shower. When she came out ten minutes later, she was dressed in a t-shirt and a pair of jeans. She looked upset about something.
"What's wrong now, Angel?" Kristy asked.
"I was just looking at my reflection. I look completely horrible." Angel said.
"No, you don't. You look fine." Kristy said.
"If you say so." Angel said.
Kristy sighed, but didn't reply. Angel pulled a hoodie on over her shirt. Then they went to find Bret and Lea. Bret had given her a bath and dressed her in a little pink dress. Lea's eyes lit up when she saw them. Angel walked over and picked her up. She put Lea's coat on her and then they got their shoes on and headed for the arena. Davey and Owen would be meeting them there. They got in the car. Angel wasn't saying anything.
"Stop worrying, girl. You're his daughter. It'll be fine." Kristy said.
"Kristy, if it was you, you'd be nervous too." Bret said.
"It's OK, Uncle Bret. I think Kristy is trying to take her mind off a certain superstar." Angel said, giggling.
"That's not even funny, Angel!" Kristy said.
"Oh, come on, Krissy. You've been crushing on Cena since the first day you saw him in the ring back in two-thousand-two." Angel said.
"Have not!" Kristy said, blushing.
"You're face is awfully red there, kiddo." Bret said, looking at Kristy from the corner of his eye.
"Admit it, Krissy, you're in love with Cena." Angel said.
"Am not!" Kristy said.
Bret and Angel laughed. It was a little while later when they arrived at the Bell Centre. They got out of the car and Angel picked up Lea. They walked inside and the first thing Angel saw was Bella, Kel, Cher, and Jennifer standing with their Dads. Kristy sighed. Angel groaned. She handed Lea to Bret in case a fight broke out.
"As if dealing with them this whole week wasn't bad enough!" Angel said.
"Just ignore them, Angel." Bret said.
"Easier said then done, Uncle Bret. They're annoying as all hell. And they love picking on Angel." Kristy said.
"Yeah, well, they'll watch themselves with Shawn and those two posers around." Bret said.
Just then, Jen spotted them. Angel sighed. Of the four of them, she was the worst one. She walked over to where they were standing. She was smirking as she stared at Angel.
"Well, well, look what decided to come out from the rock she was hiding under." Jen said.
"Back off Jen, or else your Dad will be on the receiving end of a few sharpshooters from my Dad." Kristy said.
She was eyeing Shawn as she spoke. Shawn gulped. Jen just smirked and kept glaring at Angel. She just stared at her. She was waiting for Jen to ask what she was doing here.
"So, why'd you bring her along with you? She brings nothing but trouble wherever she goes." Jen said.
"She's here because my Dad invited her. Now, if you don't back off, I'll make a call and make sure your Dad winds up in a lot of pain, Jennifer." Kristy said.
"Jennifer! Let's go! We have more important things to do then stand around talking around to rif raf like her." Shawn said, nodding at Angel.
"Shut up, Shawn." Kristy snapped.
"Is there some sort of problem here?" a voice asked.
Angel and Kristy turned around. There stood Davey and Owen. Angel and Kristy both smiled. Kristy gave Davey a hug. Angel just smiled at them. It turned out that Owen was the one who had spoken.
"Shawn just called me rif raf. No worries, you two." Angel said.
"Shawn, you and me in the ring tonight." Davey said.
"Daddy, you've got to take care of Barrett tonight." Kristy said.
"Right. Then tomorrow night on Raw." Davey said.
"Davey...you don't have to...it's alright." Angel said.
"No, it's not Angel. I'm facing Shawn tomorrow night. No buts." Davey said.
"Davey, I think it's time we take Angel to meet him. What do you think?" Owen asked.
"Probably a good idea." Davey said.
"I...I...I...I can't..." Angel said, nervously.
"Yes, you can, Angel. Don't worry. We'll be right there with you. Right Dad?" Kristy asked.
"Of course. We'll be right behind you, Angel." Davey said.
Angel nodded, but she still felt nervous. They walked to Taker's locker room. Davey knocked on the door and Taker told them to come in. Everyone went inside. Taker didn't look happy. It made Angel more nervous.
"This had better be good, Bulldog." he said.
"Trust us, Deadman. This is good." Davey said.
Kristy pushed Angel to the front of the crowd. She was scared as she looked at Taker. Taker stared at her with wide eyes. He couldn't believe it. The daughter he had been searching endlessly for was standing there in front of him. At least that was what he thought, but he had to be sure.
"Is...this...? Are you...?" Taker asked.
"H-h-hi...D-daddy..." Angel stuttered.
"Taker, this is Angel. You couldn't find her because she's been living up in Canada all this time." Owen said.
"Angel...I've been looking for you...your whole life." Taker said.
"I know...Daddy." Angel said.
Taker stood up and walked over to her. He knelt down and hugged her. Angel winced, still feeling sore from Bella and her friends attacking her on the previous Friday. Taker looked into her eyes. He saw nothing but pain and sorrow there. His heart broke as he saw the bruises and cuts.
"What happened to you? How did you get this way?" he asked.
"I...it was...it was nothing. Just...an accident." Angel whispered.
"Angel! It was not an accident!" Kristy said.
"Shawn, Punk, and Hardy's daughters have been giving Angel a pretty hard time and so has that jackass that was her adopted Dad." Bret said.
"Angel?" Taker asked.
"Bella, Kel, and Cher have never liked me. Jennifer and I were friends at one time. Then in the eighth grade I met Kristy...and since then..." Angel said.
"She's made Angel's life at school a living hell!" Kristy said.
"And what about your adopted Dad?" Taker asked.
"He...I...was a bad kid. He abused me...I was four when it started..." Angel whispered.
"Well, what about your adopted Mom?" Taker asked.
"She...always did whatever she could to protect me...but...she's gone now." Angel said, letting her tears roll down her face.
Taker looked up at the rest of them. He wasn't sure what Angel meant by her adopted Mom being gone and Angel was obviously too upset to tell him any more about it. However, he needed an explanation.
"Amber passed away a month ago after giving birth to her biological daughter Lea." Bret said.
"Oh, Angel. I'm so sorry." Taker said.
"She...knew that her getting pregnant was a big risk. She did it anyway though. She didn't want me to be all alone. She...was really sick when she was pregnant...and she never got better. The day she died...she told me everything. I had gone to the hospital to see her...and she told me the whole story." Angel said.
"Well, I'm glad she did. And I'm glad that Bret and the others found you. Especially Kristy." Taker said with a smile.
Angel smiled. Bret walked over and knelt down. Lea was awake and squirming. She looked worried as she stared at her sister. Then she began to whimper and wave her arms around. Taker was shocked by how alike the two girls looked.
"I'm alright, Lea. This is Daddy, sweetheart." Angel said.
"Angel's taken care of Lea this whole time. Jason, her adopted Dad refuses to. He blames Lea for Amber dying." Bret explained.
"I take Lea to Bret or Owen's so they can watch her when I'm at school. That way I know she's safe." Angel said.
"Angel...you look after Lea all on your own?" Taker asked.
"I have to. There's no one else. Plus...I promised Amber..." Angel said.
"I don't know how she does it, Taker. She looks after Lea, goes to school, and endures all this pain from her adopted Dad and these bullies...and she never complains about any of it." Davey said.
"And Kristy tries her hardest to protect Angel. She keeps an eye on Angel all the time and always makes sure Angel has food and clothes." Bret said.
"Kristy...you do all that?" Taker asked.
"Of course. She looks after Lea, but she has no one to look after her." Kristy said.
"And I never complain because it won't help. It'll get me beaten up usually." Angel said.
"Unless Kiera is there. Then it'll end in a scrap. Krissy's come home with bruises before." Davey said.
"We used to give her trouble for it. Then, one day she snapped and yelled at me that she had only been trying to protect Angel and that's why she had been fighting." Bret said.
"Kristy's always trying to protect someone." Owen said.
"Well, Kristy. I don't know what to say. Thank you doesn't seem good enough." Taker said.
"It's no problem, Taker. She's my best friend. I'm not going to sit by and let her get hurt and starve." Kristy said.
"Daddy...if...you don't want me here...then I'll understand. I won't be mad." Angel said.
"Of course I want you here, Angel. I've already lost you once. I'm not losing you again." Taker said.
"Daddy...would you take Lea too? I mean, well, if you don't want her, then Bret and Kristy already said that they would take care of her, but...I was hoping...maybe...that..." Angel said.
"I don't have a problem taking her, but I think Bret's might be safest for her at the moment. We'll be on the road a lot." Taker said.
"O-OK..." Angel whispered.
"Don't worry, Angel. It's just until Lea is older and knows what it means to be on the road. I'll make sure that she doesn't forget you in the mean time." Bret said.
"Yeah. Besides, we'll be going home occasionally to check on her. Don't worry." Kristy said.
Angel nodded. Just then, the door opened. Undertaker's younger brother Kane walked in. He was wearing his usual red and black ring gear and a mask that covered most of his face except for around his mouth. He looked shocked by all the people in his brother's locker room.
"Big brother, are you having a party or something?" he asked.
"No. Someone came in here to meet me. Kane, your niece is here." Taker said.
"What? What do you mean my niece is here? You...you found the girl?" Kane asked.
"Her name is Angel." Kristy said, matter of factly.
"And her life has been anything but easy thanks to me." Taker said.
"It's not your fault, Taker." Kristy said.
"Yeah, Daddy. I know the story. It's alright." Angel said.
"So where have you been all this time, Angel?" Kane asked.
"As luck would have it, I wound up in Calgary." Angel said.
"Very lucky." Kristy said.
"So is she staying with you now?" Kane asked.
"Of course. I can't let her go back there." Taker said.
"Kane, sometimes, I think you're a wrestler of very little brain." Kristy said with a giggle.
"I think he's just surprised." Taker said.
"Yeah, Kristy. Don't say things like that." Owen said, trying to hide his laughter.
"Big brother, you can't possibly mean to bring Angel on the road with you. It won't work! She doesn't know what it's like." Kane said.
"Then I'll learn what it's like! I don't want to go back!" Angel said.
"Look what you've done now, Kane." Kristy snapped.
"Look, all I'm saying is that she's been raised as a normal girl for the last sixteen years. She's not going to be able to adjust to being on the road. It's too much of an adjustment. And what about you? How's she supposed to feel watching you get in the ring, putting your life on the line for a bunch of strangers?" Kane asked.
"She's been watching her whole life, Kane. She knows." Bret said.
"I still don't think it's a good idea." Kane said.
"She's not your daughter!" Taker growled.
"Don't fight, guys." Angel said.
"Really you two. Can't you stop fighting for two minutes?" Kristy asked.
"Angel's sixteen. It's her choice, Kane. If she wants to be with her real father, then there's not much you can do." Owen said.
"Fine. I was just trying to think of what's best for her. It's going to be a big adjustment, that's all." Kane said.
"That's what you said about Kristy." Davey said.
"And sure, it was hard at first, but I got used to it. If Daddy, Uncle Bret, and Uncle Owen didn't think Taker could take care of Angel, then none of this would be happening." Kristy said.
"Kristy is right. Owen and I thought it would be a good idea. Not to mention, Angel is sixteen. She can choose." Bret said.
Kane sighed, but nodded anyway. He could tell just by looking at Angel that she had been through hell. He had no idea what she'd been through and he wasn't sure he wanted to know. He looked at his brother hugging Angel and knew that she wasn't going anywhere.
"She's not going anywhere. I don't know what she's been through and I don't know if I want to, but whatever it is, she needs to be away from it." Kane said.
"Finally! You see sense." Taker said.
"Alright, Angel. I want you to take your hoodie off." Bret said.
Angel just shook her head. She didn't want to remove her sweater for fear of what her father would do if he saw the bruises and cuts on her arms. He'd probably kill someone. Angel thought.
"Angel..." Bret said.
"Bret, don't. She doesn't want to." Owen said.
"Angel, he needs to see." Kristy said.
"OK..." Angel said.
She sighed and pulled her sweater up over her head. She pulled it off. Both Taker and Kane's eyes widened in shock. Angel hung her head, feeling ashamed. Kane crouched down and both brothers hugged her.
"Angel, who did this?" Taker asked.
"It...was nothing...I...deserved it." Angel said, tears rolling down her face.
"Jason." Kristy said.
"Angel, what happened?" Kane asked.
"It...was all my fault. I got beaten up. It wasn't Jason. Not this time. It was Jen, Cher, Kel, and Bella. They did this. I deserved it though. I hurt them first." Angel whispered.
"She did something to them. She was able to throw them back without using her hands. They had me distracted. It took me five minutes to figure out what was going on." Kristy said.
"Angel, I want you to listen to me. None of this is your fault. You didn't deserve to get beat up by these girls or your adopted father. Do you understand me?" Taker asked.
"Taker, it wasn't just beatings. He used to tell her she deserved it all because she was a bad kid who could never do anything right...and other nasty things that I won't say. No matter what she did it was the wrong thing." Bret said.
"It's true, Taker." Kristy said.
"Angel...how did you get those marks on your wrists?" Taker asked.
"Friday...the girls...they bound my wrists with tape and beat me up. I got the marks from struggling to get out. Kristy wasn't there. Cher and Kel distracted her. They lead her on a wild goose chase. She couldn't help me." Angel said.
"I'm sorry, Taker. If I hadn't been so stupid, I could have gotten there sooner." Kristy said.
"It's alright, Kristy. All that matters is she's OK now. Angel, how did you let yourself go through all that and not snap, sweetheart?" Taker asked.
"Kristy, Bret and Owen mostly." Angel said.
"Alright. Thank you for taking care of her. Angel, do you know about your mother?" Taker asked.
"Not a lot. Just that her name was Bethany and that she didn't want to raise me pretty much on her own. And that she didn't tell you because she was scared. Where is she, Daddy?" Angel asked.
"She died after you were born." Taker said.
"W-what? No. Not again." Angel whispered.
She started crying again. Taker sighed. Angel had lost both her real Mom and her adopted Mom. He just hugged her, unsure of what else to do. Angel sobbed. Taker stood up and walked her over to the couch. He made her sit down and then hugged her. Bret sighed and laid Lea back in her car seat.
"Angel, I'll come get Lea after the show, alright?" he said.
Angel nodded. Everyone left and she and Taker were left alone with Lea, who was asleep. Taker just hugged his daughter. He felt happier then he had in almost sixteen years. Angel felt safe for the first time since Amber's death a month ago.
"Angel...your Mother was on her way home from work when she was hit by a car. It was a nineteen year old girl who hit her. Your mother died in the hospital an hour later. It was at her funeral that I heard your Grandmother Kristal bragging that I had no clue about you. After that, I made it my mission to track you down." Taker said.
"Oh...Daddy...you must have been so lonely." Angel said.
Taker nodded in answer. He was thinking about everything that he had been told about Angel's past in the last few minutes. Then he remembered what Kristy had said about Angel having thrown the girls around without even touching them. Could...it...be...? he wondered. He looked down at Angel and saw that she was calming down a little bit. He smiled.
"Daddy...I think something is wrong with me. I keep hurting those girls...but I don't put my hands on them." she said.
"Tell me what happened." Taker said.
"Well, both things happened last Monday. The first time, Kel insulted Amber. She said that Amber killed herself because she couldn't stand to live with a worthless piece of garbage like me. I got mad...and then it was like...this feeling welled up inside me. Like my anger was some sort of power or something. Then...I heard this voice tell me that it was power and to use it. I did...and I threw them into the lockers opposite Kristy and I. Then, in art class, I was drawing...well, I was drawing my Mother...and Bella said I'd have to be cheating because it was a really good picture. I basically laughed it off and said she wasn't so tough without Jen, Kel and Cher around. She dumped the blue paint on my drawing and ruined it. It happened again...only this time I knew what to do. I sent her flying into the chalkboard at the front of the room. I was so freaked out by it that I got up and walked out of the class. I called Bret to come pick me up." Angel said.
"Oh, Angel. There's nothing wrong with you." Taker said.
"There's not?" Angel said.
"No. Watch this." Taker said.
He rolled his eyes back into his head and Angel felt her feet leave the ground. She gasped. Her Daddy was lifting her up. All she hoped was that he wouldn't throw her. He didn't. He just set her back down on the couch. Angel looked shocked.
"How...?" she asked.
"You were born with my Deadman Powers." Taker said.
"So...I have like...Dead Girl Powers or something like that?" Angel asked.
"Yes, you do. And apparently, you don't know how to control them." Taker said.
"Oh, lovely! What am I supposed to do now?" Angel said.
"Just...watch yourself. I'll teach you control as soon as you're done training." Taker said.
"Training? You...mean...I'm going to wrestle?" Angel asked, her eyes lighting up.
"Of course you are." Taker said.
"But...how do you know if I'll be any good?" Angel asked.
"Well, you've been watching your whole life right?" Taker asked.
"Yeah...but...what does that have to do with anything?" Angel said.
"You'd be surprised. You probably unknowingly picked up a lot of the moves." Taker said.
"Well, since I am sorta a visual learner...that wouldn't shock me. But...I don't think I'm good enough." Angel said.
"Angel, you'll do fine. It's in your blood, baby girl." Taker said.
Angel nodded, but she was still very unsure of herself. She wanted to stay on the road for awhile before she started her training. She told Taker this and he agreed with her. He said she could spend a month or two on the road and do home school so she wouldn't miss anything. Then she would go back to Calgary and be trained by Bret and Owen. Angel liked that idea. She just hoped she could do it.
"Angel, you're worried. I can see it." Taker said.
"It's nothing, Daddy." Angel said.
"Angel, what's going on?" Taker said.
"I'm worried about Kristy." Angel said.
"What? How come?" Taker asked.
"She's been in love with John Cena for awhile now. I'm scared he'll hurt her. She's got it tough enough with her Mom. I don't want that jerk hurting her." Angel said.
"Hang on, you don't even know if Cena likes her back. Besides, if he did hurt Kristy in any way, he'd have Davey, Bret, Owen, you and I on his ass so fast he wouldn't know what to do." Taker said.
"True. But I still worry." Angel said.
"I know, baby girl, but we have to see how Cena acts around her." Taker said.
"You're probably right. Hey, what was wrong with...my Uncle...? It was like he didn't want me here or something..." Angel said.
"Oh, Kane is just worried about you being on the road for the first time. He doesn't think you'll be able to handle it." Taker said.
"I'm sure I'll get used to it. Even though it might take some time. I feel kind of...overwhelmed here though...so much is happening all at once." Angel said.
"Believe me, baby girl, you have no idea. And don't worry about getting used to it. Kristy will be with you. I think Davey is going to let her go on the road with him." Taker said.
"While Lea goes back to Bret's." Angel said quietly.
"It's safest for her there, baby girl." Taker said.
"I know...it's just...well, as stupid as this might sound, technically, I'm her Mom." Angel said.
"Trust me, Angel. It's safer for her there then on the road." Taker said.
"I...know you know what you're talking about...but trusting isn't really something I'm too good at." Angel said quietly.
"Well, you can trust me. And I know you trust Bret." Taker said.
"Yeah...even though I didn't at first. I used to be scared of him." Angel said.
"Given what you've been through, I'm not surprised by that. The point is, you know Bret and you trust him, so nothing will happen to Lea. He won't let it." Taker said.
"I know." Angel said.
"Good. And you can trust me. Alright?" Taker said.
"I'll get there eventually. At least, I hope, Daddy. Just give me time. OK?" Angel said.
"OK, baby girl." Taker said.
"So...now what happens? What do you guys do during the day before shows anyway? I've always wondered what goes on backstage." Angel said.
"We eat and stand around talking mostly." Taker said.
"Oh. I'm kind of anxious to maybe meet people. Um...do you think we could maybe...?" Angel asked.
"Sure. Grab Lea and let's go." Taker said.
Angel beamed and picked up Lea. They left the locker room and walked around. Angel was in awe. There were so many people and it was like the posters on her walls had come to life. Taker introduced her to everyone they ran into and all of them were surprised that he had managed to find his daughter. It was several hours later and they were headed back to the locker room when they bumped into someone. When the person they had bumped into turned around, they groaned. It was Bella and Jeff Hardy and Kel, Cher, and Punk were with them.
"Well, well, look who's here. And with the Deadman no less." Kel said.
"Punk, tell your daughter to leave mine alone." Taker snapped.
"Well, well, this is what you meant when you said Jason wasn't your father. Maybe you're not so crazy after all." Cher said.
"You're the daughter of probably the most respected man in this company. You wouldn't even have to lift a finger to get to the top around this place!" Kel said.
"Daddy, are they trying to tell me something here?" Angel asked.
"They're saying that because I'm the Undertaker, you should have everything handed to you." Taker snapped.
"Hey, bitches. Leave them alone." Kristy's voice said.
Angel looked. There was Kristy, coming down the hall with her whole family in toe. Angel smiled. She liked having back up everywhere she went. Considering most of the time, she'd get cornered.
"Is there a problem?" Nattie asked.
"Nothing out of the ordinary. At least I've managed to convince them that I am, in fact, sane. That's a start." Angel said.
"Can't you idiots lay off her already?" Nattie asked.
"What would you know about it, Natalya?" Bella asked.
"She knows a lot more then you do, so back off you three or else your Dads will be in pain." Kristy said.
"They seem to believe that I should have everything handed to me because I'm Undertaker's daughter." Angel told them.
"Yeah, right. You three said the same thing about me when you found out I was part of the Hart Family." Kristy said.
"If I'm going to get anywhere in WWE, I'm going to earn it!" Angel said.
"I'd like to see that." Kel said with a snort.
"Yeah. Last we checked...there was a little problem." Bella said.
"You don't know the first thing about Wrestling!" Cher said.
"Now, now, girls. Just because her father is a no good, washed up, talentless old man that should have hung up his boots when his injuries caught up with him, doesn't mean she's the same way." Punk said.
"WHY YOU SON OF A BITCH!" Kristy yelled.
The next thing Punk knew, he was on his backside holding his cheek. Kristy had punched him in the face. Angel smirked. She couldn't help but feel happy.
"Girls, simmer down. Angel will learn to wrestle I'm sure. Well, maybe. From what Bella has told me, she's pretty stupid. Getting herself beaten up all the time." Jeff said.
"THAT IS IT!" Kristy yelled.
The next thing Jeff knew, he had got punched too and was on his backside next to Punk. Taker was glaring daggers at both of them. He looked ready to kill the two of them with his bare hands for insulting him and his daughter.
"Hardy, I would advise you to not talk about things you do not understand. Punk, I would advise you to keep your mouth shut when you know it will only bring trouble. Give Angel six months. I can guarantee she'll be good enough to out wrestle the two of you with one arm tied behind her back!" Taker growled.
"Now, unless you want Kristy's fist in your face again, it would be in your best interest to get out of here." Nattie said.
Jeff and Punk got up and left with their daughters. Angel rolled her eyes. The girls' fathers are worse then they are. She thought. They started walking back to the locker room and along the way they were stopped by Alberto Del Rio, who was to be Taker's opponent that night. Angel slapped her forehead. They had gone from terrible with Shawn and Jen, to bad with Punk, Jeff and their girls to a whole lot worse with this Spanish Aristocrat who also happened to be a huge pain in the neck.
"Del Rio." Taker said.
"Undertaker, how nice to see you again."
"If only the feeling were mutual." Taker said.
"Back off, Del Dorko." Kristy said.
"Calm down, little girl. I'm just here to wish Undertaker good luck tonight. He's going to need it after all." Del Rio said.
"He doesn't need luck! He could beat your sorry butt blindfolded!" Angel snapped.
"Well, well, who's this new face? What a poor little battered and broken girl you are." Del Rio said.
"Oh, please. I don't need pity...and even if I did, it wouldn't want to get it from you." Angel said.
"Back off, Del Dorko. Otherwise you'll end up like Punk and Hardy. On your ass with my fist in your face." Kristy snapped.
"For future reference, Del Rio, this "new face" is my daughter, Angel. And I'm going to warn you now, touch her tonight or any other time and I will unleash pain so severe that your mind will not even be able to fathom it." Taker snapped.
"Oh, a little protective are we, Undertaker?" Del Rio asked.
"Shut up!" Kristy snapped.
"Fine. Fine. See you in the ring tonight, Deadman. And be prepared to tap out." Del Rio said.
He walked away. Angel didn't like Del Rio's smug face. She had a bad feeling that trouble was in store for her later that night. Everyone headed back to the locker room. Kristy threw herself down on the couch. She looked mad about something. Angel was about to ask when she spoke up.
"God, I hate him! He's a pain in the ass, just like Barrett." she said.
"Kristy, your temper is getting to you again." Taker said.
"Come on, Deadman! Even you have to admit, he's a pain in the ass!" Kristy said.
"OK, he's a huge pain in my ass. Then again, so is Cena." Taker said.
"Hey! Cena was only a pain in your ass once! And it was back in two-thousand-four when he started! Leave the guy alone." Kristy said.
"Krissy's got a major crush!" Angel teased.
"I do not." Kristy said, blushing.
"Then why's your face red, sis?" David asked.
"Shut up, David. You're the one crushing on Kelly!" Kristy said.
"Am not!" David said, blushing.
"OK. Guys, I have a problem. Del Rio walked away with an awful smug look on his face. I've got a bad feeling." Angel said.
"You mean like he's going to use you to gain an advantage tonight?" Nattie asked.
"Wouldn't put it past him." Angel, Taker, and Kristy said at the same time.
"You've got back up Deadman. Dad and I will handle him." David said.
"Kristy, Nattie, I want you two to stick with Angel. If anything happens, come get someone." Taker said.
"Great. Sixteen with babysitters." Angel mumbled.
"Hey! I'm not a babysitter. I'm your best friend. It's my job." Kristy said.
"Besides, Del Rio would use you to gain the upper hand over Taker, but only if he's given the chance..." Nattie said.
"Point taken." Angel said.
"Besides, someone has to be able to deck Del Rio." Kristy said.
Angel nodded. It had been one long day and it looked like the night would be just as long. Angel was happy and safe for the first time in awhile and Taker was happy for the first time in almost sixteen years.
