DISCALMER: I only own the OCs. All other characters belong to WWE/NXT (FCW).
"Hi, ma!"
Dr. Parsons turned around to see her daughter finally home with her belongs and her hair still somewhat damp from her shower. "Hello, beautiful!" She eagerly walked up to Lily, hugged and kissed, happy to see her.
"Ow!" Lily hissed in pain, still feeling somewhat sore from practice. "Not so hard, ma."
"Oh, dear. I'm sorry. It sounds like you worked hard."
"You have no idea..."
"Here, let me get your bags." Dr. Parsons reached down to help Lily with her bags, but Lily stopped her mother.
"Oh, no, no. That's ok, ma. I can manage." Lily smiled.
"Oh, ok."
As Lily started head upstairs, she turned around noticed her mother slightly frowning and heading back to her computer to work. She suddenly felt guilty for refusing her mother's help. After everything Dr. Parsons had been through before Lily came into her life, the least she could do was be grateful that she is being a mother who genuinely cares. And isn't helping (even sometimes smothering) and caring for her child what a mother can't help but do?
"Hey, ma?"
"Yes?"
"Maybe you could help me with one of my bags? And maybe cook me a bowl of Mac 'n' Cheese?"
"Of course I can, sweetie." Dr. Parsons got with a smile, kissing Lily on her forehead before proceeding to help Lily with her bags up the stairs.
"So, did you have a good time at practice?"
"I think I did ok.", she shrugged as she put down her bags next to her bed.
"Just ok?", Parsons raised an eyebrow, place Lily's bag next to the rest of the bags.
"I'm trying not to get ahead of myself."
Dr. Parsons folded her arms and smirked. She can tell if her daughter is lying.
"Ok, I used a kip up to get out of a hold! Sheesh..." Lily pouted and folded her arms, plopping down on to the edge of the bed. "Why do you always do that?"
Parsons chuckled and walked over to the bed, putting her arm around Lily. "I'm your mother. I know when you're being honest."
"You do your job too well." The young cyberpunk smirked and hugged her mother.
"Ma?"
"Hm?"
"Do you think I'm...odd?"
"My daughter? Odd? Where is this nonsense coming from?", Parsons said with a look of concern.
"I don't know. It's just that... I'm a diva that the wrestling business has never had before and.. I'm getting the feeling that it makes people uncomfortable... Even.. afraid..."
"Well, you are in a different world now. And yes while WWE has a deadman, a demon, vampires, island warriors, and what not, at least most of those people are in the same realm. You on the other hand are from a completely different realm. Otherworldly things and sometimes people can be very frightening to everyone else. You'll be met with fear, suspicion, even hate by those who don't understand you."
"So, what do I do?"
"The only thing you can do. Smile, keep it real, and be proud of who you are." Parson assured lightly touching Lily's chin with her finger. "Because nothing pisses off the people that hate and fear you more than seeing you happy."
"A'ight, gansta!" Lily laughed and put one hand up as a gang sign. Her laughter turned into a slight frown again for a moment. "Well.. What if there's somebody that you like but you don't know if they feel the same for you because you're different?"
"Oh?"
"You, uh.. Wanna see what he looks like, ma?"
Parsons nodded, curious to see her daughter's crush. Lily then got up from her bed and ran over to pick up her touch screen pad from her table. She pulled up the FCW Website to find Leakee's profile, pulling up a picture of him with a beaded necklace around his neck and a detailed green and brown wrap around his waist, showcasing his Samoan pride, with his hair slicked back while doing his signature "PUT 'EM UP!" hand salute.
"Oh, my!", Parson gasped, holding her chest feeling like she was about to have a heart attack.
"Ma! Are you ok?" Lily held her mother, gravely concerned.
"I'm fine..." Parson sighed. "My, my. If I was 40 years younger and didn't have 14 pounds of water weight around my hips, I'd take a run at him!"
"Ma!" Lily giggled, lightly slapping her mother's arm.
"Anyway, when did you two meet?"
"The day of the contract signing. He scared away this asshat named Brad Maddox who tried to steal my goggles. He gave them back to me. He sounded nice. And he wasn't scared of my eyes. Maybe because he doesn't know that they're real..."
"Aww, Lily. You know that you can't make someone like you. It has to come natural to them. I don't doubt that he is a nice man for doing what he did, but it's easy for people to mistaken kindness for other things."
"It's probably not gonna happen anyway. Leakee's already taken-"
"Leakee?", Parson interrupted, perplexed by his name.
"Yeah. That's his name." Lily corrected.
Parson shook her head and chuckled, "Names these days... Well either way, wait and see what happens, ok? Just don't let this distract you from what you're trying to achieve."
"Ok, ma.", Lily nodded. "Now can I have Mac 'n' Cheese?"
"Of course." Parson kissed Lily on the cheek and headed downstairs to make her daughter her dinner.
September 11th, 2011
A couple of weeks have gone by since Lily was signed by FCW. She continued to impress the FCW staff and her fellow collogues with her ever growing skills. However, it would still be a while before the cyberpunk diva would finally get the chance to step into the ring to truly prove her worth...
Lily sat on a crate backstage at the FCW Arena. It's a requirement for all trainees to be present for any, if not every FCW house show and live TV taping just to acquainted with who things are run.
Wearing her signature goggles on her head, a plum fishnet shirt underneath a black velvet corset with plum ribbons in the front, baggy black and plum jeans, sneakers, gauntlets, spiked collar, and some make-up with lip color matching the color scheme of her outfit, the cyberpunk sat resting her chin on the palm of her hand almost bored to death. For a moment, Lily looked down to her wrist that had an American flag bandana tied around it. Despite not being from earth realm, Lily still felt grief over the tragedy that took place that day 10 years ago... It reminded her that what happened to those affected by the attacks could happen to anyone at anytime...
Suddenly her focus went to a group people, five men and one woman, clad in black walking past her with evil intentions in their eyes...
And now that they're in the building, something was bound to happen...
Good or bad, who knows?...
A/N: Decided to throw in a little teaser into the next chapter ;) Sorry if it's not all that great. Can you guess who the mysterious group is? ;D Stay tuned!
