TITLE: Cursed!

CHARACTERS: Raven, Stevie Richards, misc. other 1996 ECW stars

PAIRINGS: None, as of yet

NOTES: Don't have any…

DISCLAIMER: I do not own these people; I just use them to make everyone else happy!

Raven was sitting on a wooden bench in the locker room when Stevie re-entered the room. The tall man walked up behind his ward quietly. He stood behind Raven, watching as he pulled at the loose threads of the frayed jeans he wore. Suddenly, Stevie dropped both large hands onto Raven's shoulders.

Raven cried out in surprise, twisting from Stevie's grip.

Stevie laughed, falling gracefully onto the bench beside the young boy. He tossed an arm around his shoulders. "Hey, Rae. I'm back!"

Raven crossed his arms, eyes narrowing. "You are an asshole."

Stevie shook his head, still smiling. "And you were scared."

"I was not!" Raven defended loudly. "You fucking surprised me, you moron!"

Stevie smiled. "Sure I did. You screamed like a little girl, Raven. A little fucking schoolgirl."

Raven shoved Stevie, though it didn't do very much as he was not quite as strong. "Fuck you, Richards. I fucking hate you."

Stevie faked a hurt look. "You hate me? Well, I love you, son!" He hugged Raven, who squirmed from his grip.

"Get away from me you homosexual, fucked up in the head faggot!" He cried, flipping dark curls from his face.

Stevie put a hand to his chest. "That hurt. That really hurt."

Raven rolled his eyes, moving from the bench to the other side of the room. He gently ran a finger over the cold, gray metal of the lockers. "I wanna wrestle tonight. Damn it, this really sucks." He sighed, slumping to the floor.

"What really sucks?" A voice behind them asked.

Stevie whipped around at the sound, spotting Sandman, his son Tyler, Tommy Dreamer, and Beulah all walking into the locker room. "Uh…hey guys…"

Raven closed his eyes, looking pained as he slid to the floor in his signature position, one leg stretched out in front of him and the other bent. He rested one arm on his knee and then settled his chin on his forearm.

Tommy slapped Stevie on the back, falling into position next to him. Beulah set both hands on Tommy's shoulders. "Who's that?" She nodded her chin to Raven.