A/N: Ok so it has been about 4 years since I've worked on this story so I have decided it's time I got back into it, majorly in part because of a recent favorite alert I got. So I just have to apologize about how awful the first few chapters were way back then, and I hope the rest is a ton better! R&R. oh and ha ha this still takes place in 1999! Thanks!!!

Stephanie and Steve

Stephanie looked over at Steve, shock written all over her face. Could this really be happening?

"You think he's getting hurt with Debra? You think he isn't involved in this little scheme? Your wrong princess," Steve grabbed Stephanie's face in between his hands.

"You don't know anything about us, he loves me! You're lying to me right now you bastard, so let me go," Stephanie screamed. Steve let go of her face only to backhand her.

"Don't you fucking talk to me like that! You're nothing but a little whore! Daddy's little whore! So you listen and you listen good because your world is about to be destroyed again. Mark didn't love you, he never has. He has been with your dad all along. The only reason he got beat was because he forgot to tell Vince what was going on, and your dad was starting to think he was getting feelings for you. He's with Debra going to talk to Vince right now," Steve looked at her with disgust on his face. 'Pitiful' he thought.

Stephanie sobbed on the floor. Nothing was going like it was supposed to, and suddenly she didn't feel tough anymore, suddenly she just wanted out of it all she wanted to go home.

"Well, princess I think it's time for you to sign the papers and get this divorce over with. Daddy has bigger plans for you," Steve tossed the papers over to the sobbing Stephanie, and walked upstairs, he had had enough sitting around with the girl.

Stephanie shook as she took the pen in her hand and signed, and she felt herself crack. That was the last straw! She was a McMahon dammit, and she refused to be treated this way!

Mark and Debra

Mark sighed as Debra and he made their way into Vince's office. This whole deal was spiraling out of control. He was starting to confuse his lies with the truth and the truth with lies. He convinced Stephanie that he loved her so well he nearly convinced himself, but it was all just a job, just a payment. No way could he really be in love with a job he was paid to do.

Debra looked over at him. He was very handsome in a brooding dark sort of way, and she and Steve were over a long time ago. A marriage of convenience, it wasn't as if they were ever intimate. Maybe she could test drive the dark one; show him what a real women was like.

They stepped into the office. Vince was sitting on his chair with his feet propped up on the desk, smoking a cigar.

"So, you've finally done the things that I wanted you to do Mark, huh? This may be a little confusing to you as I told you to do a job then changed my mind right away, but that's just the way it had to be. You see, I have to break her and make her exactly who I want her to be, and you unfortunately were making her into the wrong person, so a divorce was needed. Steve called me, she's signing the papers as we speak so this all can be taken care of…."

Mark looked at the boss in disdain. Everything was getting to crazy with this schizophrenic man. He knew that this all was suppose to be just a job but it couldn't be, not with the anger at Vince's words running through his mind. What could Steve have told her to change her mind about him? Mark could not let this ordeal go on much further. The only other person he could trust was the one person he was paid to manipulate and he knew that Steve had told her everything that went on. So now he was alone, unless he could prove to Stephanie what was going on. As all these thoughts flew through his mind Vince was still speaking.

" ….so here's the deal. You're gonna pretend that you two were never married and move on with your live and you'll get ever penny I promised you, deal?"

Stephanie

Stephanie allowed the tears fall for a little longer as she tried to come up with a plan, tried to think of someone that could help her. Someone who hated her father as much as she, someone who was a rebel in the company, a degenerate, an outcast; without a doubt she knew now what she would have to do , how she could get everything she wanted and more. With someone who wanted power as much as she did.

She slowly got up. Her muscles still aching, her face still stinging, but she had to be tough to deal with the person she intended to call. Lucky for her Steve had decided to take a shower, so she strolled into his office to find his list of phone numbers in the company. She finally found it in a drawer next to the chair. She quickly flipped through the numbers until she found the one that she wanted and ripped out the page, grabbing the portable phone as she ran from the room into the bathroom connected to the room. Shutting and locking the door behind her. She took a deep breath as she dialed the numbers, the phone being slower than ever connecting the call. She waited holding her breath as the phone rang and rang, someone had finally picked up.

"Hello," a gruff voice answered. Stephanie released the breath she was holding.

"Hi, I know that you probably hate me and you hate my family but I need someone, anyone to help me. I have to get out of here, and I need to give payback to everyone who deserves it, and in turn you can get what you've always wanted. Power within the company," Stephanie said into the phone frantically. She heard the shower upstairs turn off and she looked around for an escape.

"Look, who is this? I don't take prank calls well so whoever you are I'm giving you one chance to hang up before I come and find you."

"This is Stephanie; Mark had lied to me the whole time. He was along with them, all of them, and now I'm stuck at Steve Austin's house alone and I need help, you have to still be in Texas because of the show, right? Please, please help me I have an amazing plan but I need to get out of here and you're the only one, please," she hardly took a breath as she nearly yelled into the phone.

"Wait, what in the hell is going on? How did you get my phone number in the first place? Are you telling the truth? Shit, fuck me for not being able to resist a pretty face and lots of money. Tell me the address and I'll be over as soon as I can. Will I need backup? Are you stuck with a ton of people or just him," he may be an asshole but the promise of power was intoxicating.

Stephanie was so grateful she could almost cry, she had a feeling this could be the start of something great. She gave him the address and hung up, hoping that Steve liked to take his time getting ready. She felt a tinge as she thought of Mark. Sexy, tall, huge everywhere, she had to forget about him. The time had come to move on to bigger and better things. Time to become the bitch everyone was making her out to be.

Mark

He looked at the boss and nodded. He had to find a way out of this mess, had to find a way to say he was sorry before it was too late, before something horrible happened to her. He was shocked to realize he really had feelings for her. He had only known her for a very short time but it was sweet and very passionate. He had to do something.

As Mark and Debra headed to the house they got a frantic call from Steve. They had only been gone about 2 hours and Stephanie had just disappeared Steve said. Mark was worried, but Stephanie was crafty, she probably called her brother. He would help her, maybe. Then again, her family was so fucked up, maybe not. He brooded as they drove to the country home. He noticed the looks Debra was giving him and tried to ignore it. He wasn't in the mood; he was getting angry, very angry.

Stephanie

He arrived within a half an hour after the call. Stephanie had slid out of the bathroom window and ran to the large truck, and she saw that he had brought his crew with him. They all gave her dirty looks as if she was the worst thing they had seen, he on the other hand smirked at her. This had major possibilities. Save the princess and get so much more in return. He booted the person in the passenger seat to cram in the back and she grimaced in pain as she climbed into the truck.

"Thank you for everything. I promise that you will get everything you want, I'll make sure of it, and in return I need protection from all of them, ok?"

He looked at the women in the passenger seat. "Works for me Stephanie, we'll show them not to mess with you or us anymore. They all will pay."

Stephanie smirked to herself and closed her eyes, imagining what Monday night will bring.

Any guesses on who the mystery male is? Pretty easy but w/e. thanks for reading all!