/ 11. The Broken, and the Saved/

~3 days later~

~Minerva~

I groaned and reached out blindly to shut the alarm off. I don't know why Nirvana set it that early if she wouldn't even be in the room.

'Why the hell would you have me get up if you're somewhere swapping spit with your yank?' I thought bitterly, casting a silence spell on the room. I let out a sigh. Today was Thursday and for some reason, Hunter had made some deal with Hogan, and arranged a mixed show with Impact.

"That's a stupid idea. Everyone there hates this company" I vented, my gray-green eyes staring at the ceiling. "What is he thinking anyway? A mixed show with another company…bloody fool" I uttered, my mind wondering.

"All of those girls…their all better than me…everyone seems to be better than me, even my twin" I sighed. Realizing that I wouldn't be able to go back to sleep, I stood, heading for a shower.

Today was going to be a long day.

~Magenta~

I yawned, nuzzling against the warmth in front of me, not opening my eyes. There was a comfortable silence, aside from the breathing of myself and another. That is, until a vibration cut it off.

"Answer your phone, Maggie, it's been going off for 15 minutes, dudette" Zack murmured, ending his request with a yawn. I snickered and rolled so I was lying on his chest. Then I reached over and checked my phone.

'15 new messages'

Smiling to myself, I already knew who was texting me so much. I checked each anyway. They were from May, Cici, Eve, and Malli. "Of course that Brit would text me." I grinned. Zack grunted and wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Your boobs are making it hard to breathe" he pouted. I stuck my tongue out at him. "Shut up" I retorted. He copied me. "Make me, Double-D" he grinned. I arched a brow at him before hitting him with my pillow. Before he could respond, my phone vibrated once more. I squinted my eyes at the screen.

'What the hell was that last night? What the hell are you doing all over him?'

I smirked and Zack looked up at me. "Let me guess, from Kyo?" he questioned. I nodded, deleting the message without giving him a reply. "Karma, bitch" I cooed before calling my sister.

"Magenta."

"Good morning, May"

"…"

"I'm okay, sis. I'm with Zack"

"Why?"

"Promise not to get mad at me?"

"Depends on what you say"

"I kinda used him to get back at Kyo's dumb ass and last night, I was too tired to walk back to the room I was sharing with Eve"

"…Used him how?"

"Flirting, kissing, dancing…"

"*Sigh* you do realize your wrong, right?"

I was taken back for a second. I was wrong?

"How am I the one wrong? You see what he does to me!"

"Yes, I know and I will handle that if you want me to. However, you're using Zack for your own gain. Think about how he feels knowing you're just using him to get to someone else"

My eyes grew and I looked down at Zack. He looked back innocently before sending me a toothy grin. I could practically hear my heart crack a bit at that. I was no better than Kyo if I was just using him…

"May…I gotta go…talk to you later"

"Mhm."

I hung up the phone and looked down at Zack with sad eyes. His grin fell and he rubbed my arms. "What's wrong?" he questioned. I shook my head.

"We…we can't do this…I don't want to use you like you're some puppet…that's just horrible!" I stated, going to get off. His hands tightened slightly around my upper arms and he pulled me back down against his chest.

"You're not using me." He stated simply. I tried to wiggle free but he wrapped his arms firmly around me. "Stop it. You know I am! I can't just use my friend like this!" I wined. He shook his head and grabbed my chin.

"What if I want you to use me?" He questioned. I blinked. "What does that mean? Why would you want me to use you? That doesn't make any sense-"suddenly, he pulled my face forward and pressed our lips together. I tried to get out of it.

'This is wrong! I don't want to use anyone!' I thought frantically before I felt his hand rubbing my back in a calm manor. He pulled away but kept our faces close.

"What if I want to kiss and hold you like this? Have you thought about that?" he questioned, his voice serious. I stared at him, trying to register what he just told me.

"You…y-you want this?" I stuttered. He nodded, his smile coming back, wiping a piece of my hair out of my face.

"Why?"

"Why not?"

I gazed into his eyes and he nestled his face into the crook of my neck. I ran my fingers through his hair, which was sticking up every which-way.

"You're beautiful, Magenta. Don't forget that." He murmured before kissing my cheek and lying back down on his pillow. I felt my face warm up and as I lay back on his chest. He kissed the top of my head and I drifted back off to sleep.

~Later~

~Malli~

I watched my twin sisters with an arched brow. Nirvana was glued to Heath's face (which was so sickeningly cute that it made me want to vomit) and Minerva was at my side, a hoodie covering her face while she held my hand in one of hers while the other idly petted Aaron, who was planted firmly in her lap.

"What's wrong, lass?" Drew questioned, walking up to us, his hair tied back. I shot him a small smile-which he returned-before looking at Minerva. "I don' wan' to talk abou' it" She whispered, her accent thicker than it usually is. That's when you know she's upset. I put my head on her shoulder and scanned the area once again after Drew sat down. Nothing seemed out of place.

Except Kelly with her hands all over Wade. Drew followed my eyes and then I saw his eyes grow. I sighed and Minerva shook her head, her body trembling. "Malcom" Her voice broke. I sat up fully and Aaron relocated to Drew's lap with a whimper.

"Malcom…I can' sit here…please, take me ou' of here…" she whimpered, trying to pull her hood down to cover her whole face. I dully noticed that the hoodie was mine before I stood, grabbing my sister's hand before leading her out of the lobby. Drew followed suit, holding Aaron against his chest.

I led her to my room and sat her on the bed, wrapping my arms around her. Drew closed the door and sat Aaron on the coffee table. "I'll order something" he muttered before picking up the phone. I nodded at him and then held my sister's face up. "Don't cry over him." I told her. She shook her head. "But…I love him" she whimpered. I sighed and pressed my forehead to hers, looking into her eyes. She stared back, silent for a while. Minutes passed (it felt like hours to me) before she spoke.

"I do love him…right?" she questioned. I'm not sure if she was asking me or herself but I kept my gaze locked on hers. "You feel those emotions for him because he saved you. Remember, you used to hate him up to that point where he helped prevent another disaster like what happened with you know who" I started, not mentioning Damin's name out of respect for her. Her heart quickened at the thought but I knew I had to finish what I started to say. "That night, you stopped hating him. Now, I can't tell you if you love someone or not, but I don't think you do. I think you just have a crush on Barret" I told her. Her breath hitched before her eyes began to water.

"I have two questions for you" I said, wiping her face with my thumb. She made a sound to continue.

"If there was only one option that you had to choose, and it was either to save me or Nina or to save yourself from certain death, which would you choose?" I asked slowly, using Nirvana's nickname. She didn't hesitate.

"I'd save you both!" she cried. I nodded.

"Now, say if Wade was in our place, would you save Wade or would you save yourself?" I questioned, keeping my tone even so I didn't intimidate her.

"…"

"Answer me, Minerva" I uttered after several minutes of silence had passed. She closed her eyes, tears rolling down her cheeks.

"…myself…I'd save myself and let him die" she whispered. I held her tighter, hearing her shake with sobs. "There's your answer. You don't love him. You only like him" I stated, wiping her tears away once more. She clung to me and sobbed.

"All this time and I was wrong…" she whispered. I patted her still-hooded head and watched a hotel worker bring in a cart of food with two boxes of tissues neatly beside them. Drew tipped him and closed the door. Without a sound, he walked over, nudging Minnie with the box. She turned and looked at him before the box.

Her shaky fingers wrapped around the box and she nodded. "Thank you Drew…I'm sorry you 'ave to see me like this…" She whimpered, blowing her nose. Drew knelt down and placed his hand over hers. "I may not be able to help as much as Malcom or anyone else can…but I'm still here and I'll help you anytime you need it" he stated gently. She smiled weakly before nodding.

"I'll keep tha' in mind" She said.

~Later~

I watched my sister sleep, her breaths coming out in shaky bursts. I rubbed my temples, looking at my watch. It was a few hours until the show started. I leaned forward; my elbows lay on my knees while I stared at my hands.

I felt two, strong arms wrap around my waist before I saw Drew's chestnut hair appear beside my head. He was planting little butterfly kisses on my neck. "What do we do?" he whispered in between pecks. I let my eyes slip closed. "Hell if I know. I can't even think straight anymore. There's so much drama and on top of that, we still have demons from the Underworld that can strike at any moment, trying to kill us all" I growled.

Drew shifted so I was sitting in his lap now. "It's been quiet for a while. Do you think they stopped?" he muttered, resting his forehead on my back. "No. Those bastards are relentless. They won't stop until Traci's dead and they'll try to go through us to get to her and I'll be dammed if I let that happen" I scoffed. Drew moved his head and pulled me against his chest.

"What if you get hurt, or killed?" he questioned; no emotion in his voice now. I shrugged. "So be it" I muttered. In a flash, I was pinned to the couch, Drew holding my hands still with one of his hands, the other holding my face so I would look at him. I stared at him, shocked. He looked dark, his jade eyes half-lidded, his lips curled into a snarl, his hair forming a curtain around his face.

"Wrong answer"

"What the hell are you talking about?" I growled, surprised at his vice grip on my wrists. I felt them tighten as I tried to pull away so I decided to stop trying to free myself to prevent him bruising me by tightening any more.

"I won't let you die. Do you understand me?" he growled, exerting a pressure that was no doubt that of an Alpha. My eyes grew and I instinctively bore my neck to him. He leaned down, planting a hard kiss on my neck before biting me. I squirmed, a strange feeling surging through me. He let go and licked the blood dripping out of the bite mark.

"Malcom, you're not alone anymore. I'll protect you now. You won't have to worry about dying" he whispered, his demeanor changing to a softer one. He released my wrists and I felt where he bit me. "You're an Alpha." I told myself aloud. He nodded before caressing my face. "So are you, but you're aura isn't as strong as mine. I can make you submit like just now, just by exerting my Alpha pressure on you. If you tried with me, it wouldn't work" he grinned.

Oh really?

I glared at him before grabbing his neck and rolling so I was straddling his torso. I let my power roll off of me in waves and Drew's eyes grew I applied more and more pressure until I heard him whine. After that, I released his neck and smirked.

"You were saying?" I chuckled. He shook his head and smiled at me. "You're full of surprises, aren't you, Brit?" he grinned. I stood, heading for the food cart. "Like you didn't already know that, Scotty" I retorted, scrunching my nose in disgust as the scent of mushrooms entered my nose.

"You bastard, you know I hate them!" I snapped, glaring over my shoulder at him.

"It seems I'm full of surprises too, Malli my dear" He laughed. I scowled and put the lid back over the platter.

~30 minutes before the show~

~Traci~

I felt horrible. Minnie didn't speak to anyone except Delilah, the two engaged in their own sad little conversation. We all knew they were both hurting, only Maggie, Zack, Justin, and I knowing why Minerva was so upset.

"Malcom is right then…what he told you earlier…" Delilah muttered, styling Minerva's hair with a grim look on her face. The latter nodded. "It's for the best…maybe if you did love him…you might have had to go through what I'm going through…" she added flatly. Minnie looked to the floor, not uttering a word.

"Why won't she tell me what's wrong?" Nirvana muttered, at the other side of the room with Heath and David. She paced around, throwing an occasional glance at Minerva before shaking her head and continuing to throw her own little temper tantrum.

"Girl, calm the hell down. If she doesn't want to tell you, there's a good reason. Sit your happy ass down before you do something you regret" David grunted, none too amused with Nina's behavior. She turned and looked at him before growling. "Shut up!" she snapped. David cocked a brow, his eyes flashing slightly. I watched carefully; ready to step in if any of them lost their tempers. Heath stood between the two, a tired look on his face.

"Both of you stop it, naw mean? We need to sit down and just mind our business" He tried to reason.

"I was but yo girl keeps stomping around and throwing a bitch-fit and it's annoying" David hissed. Nina flipped him off and turned to Heath. "She's my sister! It is my business-"

"SHUT. THE. HELL. UP!" Delilah barked, her rage making the air in the room seem 10x thicker. Nirvana flinched and the rest of us stared with wide eyes as she advanced swiftly, soon standing nose-to-nose with Nirvana. "Everyone is sick and tired of you being such a hyper-active peppy little spaz! God dammit, calm the fuck down and shut the fuck up! You are one of the most ignorant people I've ever met before! You don't even realize that you're part of the problem! Do you think all of us want to see you and Heath swapping DNA EVERY. SINGLE. TIME we see you? No! Calm that shit down and get a fucking room! Dammit you piss me off so much!" Delilah practically exploded. Our jaws dropped and a tense silence filled the room. Delilah glared (a glare that started to even rival May's) at Nirvana.

"Say something." She challenged. Nirvana was crying now, probably out of fear. "I…I'm sorry…I didn't know it bothered everyone so much…" She whimpered. Delilah turned, returning to her spot beside Minerva. "I have nothing more to say." She muttered, a slight growl still there.

"The show is about to start" a technician said, poking his head into the room. I nodded numbly at him and he scurried away.

"Let's go…" Minerva muttered, standing and walking out. We followed her out and I couldn't help but to stay slightly closer than usual to Justin. He looked down at me with a worried expression.

'That was brutal' he mouthed. I nodded slightly and looked ahead. I had a match; I couldn't let this interfere with my performance.

I wouldn't want someone from another company to break my undefeated streak, now would I?

~No one~

Traci was pleasantly surprised. The fans all gave her the same standing ovation that they would if she was in a WWE ring. Smiling to herself, she waited patiently for her opponent, Mickie standing in the ring with her. The two best friends grinned at one another, having not seen each other in a year or so. "Be careful, Cici. Madison is a cheater." Mickie warned, shaking her head.

"Don't worry about me, Keke, I've been through enough cheaters to know how it goes" She replied, just as the winy Knockout herself made her way down to the ring. Mickie gave Traci one last hug before she retreated to commentary. Traci watched Rayne closely, the shorter female twirling a mic in hand.

"Well, well, well! Look what we have here, some WWE trashy little poster child" she started. Traci cocked a brow, but otherwise did nothing but stand absolutely still. "I don't know why you're here but I'm going to get you and all of your slutty friends out of my company!" Madison snapped, stepping up to Traci. The larger female looked down at her with a fierce smile. Madison raised the mic to her lips but Traci snatched it out of her hand, leering at the smaller of the two.

"I don't know exactly why Hunter and Hogan decided to arrange this, and frankly, I don't care. Unlike you, I don't bitch and complain all the damn time. When there's an opportunity to get out here and perform, whether it's against a male or female, I'll come. So, I could possibly be a poster child…but sweetie, it's much better than being some run-of-the-mill, no talent, little slut that does nothing but shriek like a banshee and piss everyone off" Traci snapped, her insults emotionally whipping Rayne.

"AHHHH! START THE MATCH! SHE'S DEAD!" Rayne snarled into the mic before Traci passed it to Hemme.

As soon as the bell rung, Madison lunged at Traci, throwing wild punches at the larger female's head and face. All of which, Traci dodged. She seemed to be dancing in a way that made Madison look like a complete idiot. Getting tired, Madison lunged at Traci's midsection, almost positive that the latter couldn't dodge.

Well, she didn't exactly dodge her.

Bringing her padded knee up, Traci watched with a wicked smile as Madison ran face-first into her kneepad. With a shriek, she fell, holding her face and rolling around pathetically on the mat. Traci cracked her knuckles and sat on Madison's back, throwing swift punches at her spine and upper back, her fists moving like an onslaught of bees, each one leaving the smaller brunette with a stinging feeling and before she could recover, another replaced it.

The tattooed female stood, letting Madison recover a bit before she stomped on her back.

Though she hadn't let anyone see, Traci was truly offended by Rayne's words. She wanted to hurt the human fool just bad enough for her not to ever speak to her as if she was a low-rate wrestler. She didn't dwell on the thought because she wasn't conceded, but Traci knew good and well that she was a much better wrestler than Rayne.

After the stomps seized, Traci quickly put Rayne in her Love Hold, smirking outwardly as the other almost instantly shrieked for the ref to end the match.

Once she heard the bell, Traci let go and stood, offering a hand to the other brunette with an evilly sweet smile on her face. Madison looked at the extended hand before looking feeling the evil aura rolling off of Traci. She yelped and slid out of the ring, screaming something about Traci being a psycho. Mickie met up with her friend, both bursting into a fit of giggles before they walked to the back.

~Minerva~

I walked the halls alone. I didn't really care. I was done with my match against Rosita. I lost, not like I care though.

While lost in my thought, I ran into someone. "Sorry…" I muttered, looking up to see a tall guy with long brunette hair and tattoos. He had a beard and he smirked down at me. I suddenly felt a sick feeling. "You should really watch where you're going, sweet cheeks. You could really get hurt back here" he stated, twirling a piece of my hair around his finger. I looked at his hand before looking back at him. "You're a long way from Kansas, little Dorothy" He added.

"My name is Minerva. Can you please stop touching me? I don't know you like that" I asked politely, a lump forming in my throat. The glint this guy has in his eye, it's almost exactly like the one Damin has.

I need to get away from this man.

"Well, Minerva, we can get to know each other in no time" he offered, pressing his hand against the wall beside my head, trapping me. My eyes grew and I panicked. "Get off!" I snapped, slapping him as hard as I could before bolting down the hall. It wasn't long before he was right behind me, calling me every curse under the sun and growling like an angered mountain lion.

He caught my hair and pulled me back, gripping my wrists in a death-grip. I winced. He pulled some of my hair out and I could feel my wrists starting to bruise. "You're going to pay for that, you little bitch" he snarled, delivering a fierce slap to my face. I yelped in pain, feeling my cheek swell up. It stung at first before it started going numb. He grinned dangerously and I felt fresh tears roll down my face. "Someone…help me!" I cried out desperately. The man chuckled and shook his head. "No one can hear you" he snapped before he pulled me off of the wall and slammed me back against it. I felt all air escape my body as my head cracked against the wall and I gasped like a fish out of water, trying to get that air back.

"No one can hear you" he repeated in a growling tone. "Which no one can hear your screaming, little Diva" he chuckled. I screwed my eyes shut.

'Someone…God, please send someone to help me! I don't want to be raped again…please! Don't let this happen!' I pleaded.

That's when it happened. A growl pierced through my sobs and this man's evil chuckles. "Gunner, put her down" someone growled. I opened my eyes, seeing a male that was taller than the other. He had sand-colored hair, a slight red tint to it. His brown eyes were ablaze, and he was clearly pissed off.

'Gunner' growled and clutched my wrists tighter. I struggled, his calloused hands roughly scraping against my-obviously-softer ones. It felt like his hand was cutting into my wrists. "Please! Help me!" I cried, earning another sharp slap to the same cheek. I screamed out this time and in a flash, the other man was all over Gunner. I scooted away from the two, seeing Gunner try to block the other man off but to no avail.

After what felt like hours, Gunner was out cold and the other man stood, wiping blood from Gunner's broken nose on his jacket before tossing it onto the unconscious man. I looked up at my savior with fearful eyes as he turned towards me. "Don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you, I'll take you to the infirmary" He muttered, kneeling down to look me in the eye. "W-What's you're name?" I trembled, still frightened. "My name is Tommy Mercer, just call me Crimson, though" he told me. I nodded slightly. "I'm M-Minerva…" I whispered, casting a side glance at Gunner.

Crimson followed my gaze before chuckling slightly. "He's out. Believe me. Can you walk?" he questioned. I pulled my boot off and looked at my ankle, it was swollen. When Crimson had lunged at Gunner, Gunner shoved me aside and I fell, twisting my ankle. Crimson didn't even let me tell him I couldn't before he turned. I stared at him and he looked over his shoulder.

"Get on my back, I'll carry you to the infirmary" he cooed. I hesitated but then Gunner made a low groaning noise and I latched onto Crimson for dear life. He stood, grabbed my boot, and walked away with long strides.

~In the Infirmary~

"Okay, you're one lucky young lady, Ms. Edwards, Gunner could've done much worse if Crimson hadn't come around" The trainer, Cathy, muttered. "Your cheek, ankle, and wrists will be bruised for a little while; you're going to need to go to the hospital, however. You need a cast for your ankle and I think you may have broken a rib or two and you could possibly have a concussion" She told me. I nodded slowly before looking over at Crimson. He was getting his knuckles cleaned and bandaged up.

He split them when he beat up Gunner.

"T-Thank you" I muttered. Once the other trainer, Aden, had finished tending to him, Crimson sat beside me. "No problem. That bastard has been harassing the Knockouts for some time now. I guess he got bored and took this opportunity to go after one of the Divas. He's never taken it this far before though…" He trailed off. I felt my body shake. "He would have…raped me...wouldn't he?" I murmured. Crimson looked me dead in the eye and nodded.

"I'm afraid so. I'm glad I found you. I was running late to meet up with my brother and I took that way because it was faster and you know the rest" He stated. I nodded numbly before the door swung open, almost hitting Cathy. She yelped and Malcom and Nirvana ran in. "Oh my God!" They screamed, running up to me.

"WAIT!" I cried before they could hug me. They both skidded to a halt, sending me a hurt look. "I may have broken ribs…please don't hug me, it'll hurt" I whimpered. They nodded slowly in understanding and Traci walked in with Justin, Heath, and that Red guy from before.

"Holy shit dude" he muttered, holding Crimson's hand in front of his face. "Red, who is that?" Traci questioned. Red looked back. "Oh yeah, sorry. This is Crimson, he's my little brother." Red introduced.

We all stared.

And stared.

And stared some more.

And stared intensely.

"I'm sorry, I don't think I heard you correctly…he's your what?" Traci questioned, eyes wide. Crimson chuckled. It was a low rumble of a sound. "Long story short, I had one too many growth spurts and I actually eat my veggies and drank my milk" he joked, nudging Red. The smaller (but…older) of the two rolled his eyes. "Oh shut up" he hissed. We all shared a laugh before I suddenly felt cold chill and shuddered. They all looked at me.

"It's cold…" I wined. Cathy appeared in front of me, feeling my face. "You have a fever…does someone have a jacket or something? She needs it because she's loosing body heat" she explained. Crimson shrugged off his 30 Seconds to Mars jacket and passed it to me. I put it on and zipped it all the way up. Malli and Nirvana stood close to me so I could get some of their body heat too. I shuddered and let my head retreat into the jacket. It smelled like axe and spice.

I closed my eyes and felt…calm.

"The ambulance is here" Aden informed. Malli picked me up and began walking out. "Just don't sleep sis…we'll figure something out" He muttered, seeing the tired look on my face. I looked over his shoulder and saw everyone. They all looked startled except Crimson. He had a far away look on his face, like he was thinking.

Shaking my head, I relaxed against my brother, trying my best not to fall asleep. That's really hard when you've had such a bloody long day…

- For those of you who don't know, TNA=impact wrestling. I don't really have much to say except I'm tired.

R&R