Chapter 21: Death is the Road to Awe
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Scouting through the boonies of the Bay area wasn't exactly on his bucket list, but it worked for the time being. He had to come up with something. You had aspiring actresses trying to chase the charter bus to reach LA for one of thousands of casting calls; those born with silver spoons found it easy to get to their destination of fame, but others who weren't so lucky were just waiting to get lucky enough to be found.
Which made it that much easier to find that sheltered naïve girl that would find delight in the slightest look her way.
Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a pair of shades and placed them over his face. His vision was good enough to look past the bleach blond bimbos grinning with their boobs hanging to the ground right to someone sitting on a bench; she was a brunette with fair skin and innocent brown eyes.
She was exactly who he needed.
Shuffling by the pornographic legs; he approached the young girl who had her face buried into a book. When she noticed the large figure standing in front of her; she jumped back a little startled by the attention.
Jackpot.
"I didn't mean to startle you," he tipped forward in a soft tone, "but I couldn't help but notice."
"Notice?" the girl nervously said as the eyes of the bleached out and orange girls gave jealous looks her way. "I'm sorry…did you need me to leave..." the girl frantically grabbed her book bag and started to leave.
"Not at all," he replied with polite gesture, "I was actually wanting to speak to you about something,"
"Me?" the brunette said in awe, it was apparent that she had be overlooked for so long.
"Yes, you, darling," he scooped her delicate hand into his giving it a gentle shake, "I'm a casting agent from Europe and I couldn't help, but notice your…unique look," he said with poise.
Blushing the brunette covered her face as the excitement dwelled on to her. In the meantime the man decided to reach into his pocket and reveal a very convincing business card. The girl lit up even more when seeing the reliable proof.
"I can't believe this…" she held her chest as all of her dreams were being panned out in front of her. The man gave a warm smile.
"Would you like to have some tea with me?" he asked pointing towards a café nearby, "we could go into detail if you'd like?"
Envy seeped from the eyes of the bimbo's all around, but the brunette was in so much awe, just for the brief moment her insecurities has disappeared. She nodded with great confidence. Throwing her book bag over her shoulder; she followed the man into the café.
"I'll have a cup of coffee, black please," he told the waiter, the brunette ordered a chai latte. Now would have been the perfect time to get some important information.
"Your star quality looks have to come with a name," the man said pulling his sun glasses off, the girl face palmed flushing red again.
"I apologize—it's Genevieve,"
"You must be French, Genevieve," he pronounced the name almost too perfect, "you can call me David."
"Yes I am," she giggled nodding her head, "do you need a portfolio?" She asked reaching into her bag and pulling out a binder. "I have reel too, anything you need-"
Taking the binder; David flipped through the images as if he knew what the hell to look for—that didn't matter it just had to look as if did. Giving a nod of approval; he took the USB that contain her work on video and put it into his pocket. "I'll take a look at this soon, but really my auditions are a little more on the spot he said as the two finished their hot drinks. Genevieve hesitated before giving an answer.
"Oh, alright," she forced out as her nerves had gotten to her.
"There will be three other girls auditioning—you don't have worry about being alone," David mentioned with sincerity.
There was her hopeful smiled again. "Okay, I'm ready." David paid for the drinks before the two excite the café. The sun was still up and making its way—today was the grand finale of course.
WrestleMania Levi's Stadium,
10:45pm
A reality that had to be dealt with every day was that things could never go as planned. It just truly never happened that way-especially in the WWE, there was always someone waiting around the corner to for the bitter second you finally lost your balance.
Just so they could take your place.
Humans were weak like that; they always, no matter how much "faith" or "hope they carried, they always sunk right into the wave of feelings.
Demons however, didn't have that problem. The switch was easy; if something was standing in your way—there was only one way to solve the issue.
And that was kill first ask questions later.
No doubt, it was a lot to think about considering the circumstances that revolved around the situation. He knew that either way he would get the job done.
After all it was a part of the plan all along.
Finn squeezed his fist together itching for the hunt he had been appointed to; after having his hands dirty for so long, it was difficult to get them clean again—and he had no intention to go that route anytime soon.
The devil he made a deal with had a better bargain than any other—so maybe it was worth it.
As a matter of fact; it was worth it because he could have done things differently because he could have been selfish about it and maybe he still was.
Letting things play out day by day—that's all he could do after tonight, but he knew what he was about to do was going to change the game forever.
You have fifteen minutes. The text on Finn's phone flashed like an amber alert; Finn raised out of his mind warp and gazed into the direction of his target. Blinking a few times he almost let himself wonder what the fuck he was really doing.
The NXT divas champion was on the other side of the locker room door. The sounds of the crowd up roaring from the main stage could be heard. They didn't seem too happy about the favorite competitor of the night. So much irony. But time was against him at the very moment; Finn place his hand against the cold door giving it a slight push as his next victim was revealed. Sasha had her eyes on the television screen as the main event of WrestleMania was in full speed. She was wearing a leather jacket over her cropped top
Get this done in 25 minutes. The text blinked onto his phone reminding him once again what needed to be done.
Approaching her silently he stopped behind her, just inches way staring at her long hair, her olive skin and just her….
It would take him awhile before he could snap out of it, but when he finally did Sasha was looking at him square in his blue eyes.
"What the hell do you want?" The fiery diva spat, "What part of leave me alone don't you understand?"
Finn said nothing as his ice cold eyes dilated into an empty glare. Sasha decided that maybe slapping him upside the head would get his attention, but this time she missed or more like Finn caught her swinging hand and pulled her close to him.
"I need you to listen to me," he demanded breathing down on her
"Fuck no!" Sasha tried to free herself from his grip, but that struggle became completely irrelevant as Finn decided it was probably going to be a miracle before she was ever going to trust him again.
Which was why he had a backup plan just in case.
Reaching into his back pocket he pulled out a sizable cloth. Sasha gave a baffled look while yelling various curse words at Balor. He almost wanted to laugh; guess that would with the maniacal part.
Forcing the cloth over Sasha's mouth was a hard task especially when her hits were meaningful. But finally she relaxed as the chemical had finally gotten to her slipping her off her feet; Finn caught her just in time.
Checking to see if the premises were clear; Finn made his way down the hall while he held the NXT diva in his arms knowing that when she woke up; she was probably going to try maul his eyes out.
It was worth protecting her.
Outside the arena the SUV was ready to go. Finn gently placed Sasha into the back seat signaling at his good friend Hideo who ran to the back trunk and pulled out a –occupied body bag.
"Get in there and get out," Finn shook his head as the guilt he denied so much made its way back into his mind.
Adjusting the lighting on the mint "set" David wandered as his mind zoomed a million miles a minute. The large room rented for the task was convincing for even the most observant detective. The slight knock on the door perched his ears; he opened it to see his favorite Genevieve standing in the doorway. He motioned towards the set pointing at the seat he had out for her.
"Take a seat, would you like a drink?"
"Sure…" she nervously ran her fingers through her hair. She had on a fitted strapless dress that was short enough; showing off her fit figure—definitely kept in shape and a lot more appealing than the Barbie chicks from earlier.
"You like sour apple?" David said taking out a large bottle of vodka and a glass. He poured the drink into the glass.
"I do…I haven't really had much to drink before though," she followed him over to the set and sat down in the chair.
"It's a little strong, but it'll help calm your nerves," David handed her the drink. Running into the bed room; he returned with a clipboard and a few of the photos she had given him from earlier.
"Let's get started," he said sitting across from her as the light hit her skin. "Tell me about yourself."
The brunette kicked back the strong drink letting out a heavy cough as the liquid burned the back of her throat. "I'm actually from New Orleans—moved here a few years ago after my parents passed…I've been trying to make them proud ever since."
David looked the floor after hearing the sad words. "That's very tragic…I'm sorry to hear that."
"I think I've been holding up okay," she fought the tears from the past, "I vowed to them that I would never give up on my goals—that's all they wanted—was to see me succeed."
"You're one step closer to that now," David gave her sympathetic eyes, he poured another shot for her.
"There's not much to know about me personally," Genevieve shrugged throwing back the second shot a little easier, "I have a twin sister…Elise..she's not exactly down the right path right now."
"Not everyone knows their path right away," David reached out to grab the girls hand and helping her to feet.
"Without the heels, how tall are you?" he asked as she kicked the black pumps off of her soles
"Around 5'5," she said with disappointment, "a little short I guess,"
"Not at all," David flashed a smile before studying her closely, he stopped, looking at her long dark hair.
"How would you feel about changing your hair color?"
"I've never tried anything like that before," she said pulling at her locks, "but I'm open to it."
"A slight Burgundy," David jotted down on the clipboard, Gene raised a brow.
"You think that'll suit me?"
"Specifically for the part, I do," he gently placed his hands onto the back of her head and unraveled the hair band that held her hair into a ponytail. The brown hair fell past her shoulders and David found his blue eyes gleaming over her.
God, she looked just like her.
Genevieve fell into herself again. Looking down to the floor and touching her face. "I'm sorry I'm not use to the attention."
"You'll have to overcome that fear in this industry, you know."
"I'm sorry, it's just when I'm acting, it's easier…I can be someone else and all of my insecurities go away."
"Can you turn that element of you on right now?"
Genevieve nodded. "Who do you want me to be?"
David shrugged icing his eyes over the girl as she offered to start the audition. He motioned towards the door as another female around the same height with golden blonde hair walked up to them. "Hi, my name's Leah," she said giving a friendly smile, "I'm just here to do makeup and hair," her accent was familiar. New York maybe?
"Hi."
"Come on hun! I'm gonna make you fabulous!" Leah jeered taking the brunette to the "hair chair" let's get the burgundy poppin doll!"
The black SUV pulled into the airport empty as ever for the time being. No one was rushing to get to any flight for the last WrestleMania moments. Last thing Finn had heard was Roman Reigns was taking a vicious beating from the Beast. A bold, bold decision.
And to mention not to Roman's knowledge—Sasha was about to pull a disappearing act—only no one would actually know that she was still alive.
Except for Finn and the person he was taking orders from.
That decision was very bold, but he wanted to have her protected and now her unborn child too. The Authority had underlying plans that were unveiled in secrecy; which was when a higher power contacted Finn; who didn't hesitate to hop on board with the arch.
Sasha would hate him for it; just like she hated him for betraying her, but that animosity was very much worth it.
"Roman…" Sasha turned her head regaining a little consciousness before falling back into a deep sleep.
Of course to save a life; other things and people had to be sacrificed and Finn could live without remorse if it meant that she was going to be safe.
"It's done!" Leah hollered over her shoulder, "She's all burgundy and brown now—I think she'll nail it," Leah winked at David before taking her check and leaving. "Gimmie a call if ya need a touch up." David waved to the hairstylist and made his way over to Genevieve who stared in the mirror feeling her hair from root to end, and even smiling.
"It looks stunning on you," he folded his arms biting his lower lip. Now that she looked like 'her' even more—the more intensity raise in his gut. "Stand up, sweetheart," he took a few steps back as the girl rose out of the seat.
"I think I really like it," she stood up straight, "it makes me feel…"
"Bold, brash, confident?"
"Yeah…" she nodded. David handed over a piece of paper.
"I want you to look over these quotes, and then I want you improvise for me."
"Alright," she said with confidence. Skimming over the paper she raised a brow as she analyzed the character analysis. "This is different…then what I'm used to."
"Challenges will make you better," David winked just before leading Gene over to the set, "give me one-hundred and ten percent." Genevieve took another shot of the vodka which had now felt like butter going down her throat.
Standing in the spotlight she took a deep breath.
David watched her every movement and facial expressions—he was no real casting agent, but he could agree that she was a natural; which made him even more uneasy because she was even sounding exactly like her.
"Continue," he cleared his throat almost falling out of seat from his hard staring.
That apparently wasn't the only thing that was hard.
"I'm the Boss of NXT….the baddest" she said breaking character and shaking her head, "the ah…vodka has me a little wobbly."
Of course she was a lightweight. That was fine; he could change the scenario, he was getting antsy staying in the one place anyway.
"We're not done with audition now are we?" she asked as David made his way into the kitchen.
"Not at all," David started up a brew of coffee, "I actually wanted to try something different."
The words spewed from his tongue like a second nature; he didn't even know what the 'different' was.
But he was more than willing to test the waters.
Pulling the black t shirt over his head; he dropped to the kitchen floor and proceeded to sit on one of the stools. Genevieve's eyes widened at the audacity of David. Of course that could have been the character she was trying to play in the moment, but her deep brown eyes glued to his grated abs and upper physique.
"Holy, fucking, shit,' the coffee mug she had just started on dropped to the tiled floor splattering everywhere.
"You've spent all your time telling me why you're the baddest; I think it's time you show me."
"I don't…know if I know exactly what that means."
"Stay in character." David demanded, "think about what Sasha would do and channel that into yourself…lose yourself and become her."
Channeling those thoughts; Genevieve swung her hand around connecting to David's jaw. He smiled letting out an impressed laugh as the match in her eyes finally began to burn.
Now she was Sasha.
And fuck, he wanted her.
Wasting no time, David grabbed the young woman around her waist tugging beneath her dress as his lips crashed onto her. Struggling for dominance; he guessed that she either really knew how to stay in character no matter what David's intentions were or she was just a starved as him. The hunger he had for Banks had been floating around for the longest—it wasn't as if he was getting her anytime soon.
So the temporary fix would be just enough until the right time happened for the two for real.
David propped Geneviève onto the kitchen counter pulling her dress over her head—he could have ripped it, but he was little more thoughtful about that part. Anyway. Sliding the dark panties from her legs he parted them crawling up her thighs until his fingers met her wet core springing into her; she let out moans loud enough to shatter the glass as he pumped his fingers inside of her.
He was shocked that she even let it get this far; though he wasn't really complaining at the moment.
"Roman!" Genevieve moaned the name as traces of her French accent seethed in. David immediately stopped what he was doing glared his dark eyes at the young woman.
"What the fuck did you just say?" he gritted yanking her up to his face.
"I was just…in the script his name was Roman and you said to stay in character."
"Change that name from Roman to Finn," David demanded.
Nodding immediately the woman reached for the zipper on David's pants pulling out his throbbing member.
"Keep up with me, Finn," she gave a cocky grin while stroking him, he laughed loving the validly of this girl. She sure she hadn't met Sasha before?
"Fuck!" David roared spreading Genevieve's legs even more and shoving himself into her. It was times like this where the fine line between reality and fantasy could be merged into one and as they both fell into a raging orgasm; reality found its way back into the studio.
Don't break the plan.
Collapsing on top the woman, David took a moment to catch his breath and his mind.
"That was amazing," David said caressing her hair, "you stepped outside your comfort zone with a complete stranger."
"I just had this raging passion all of a sudden," she took a deep breath, "I don't want to seem like one of those girls…"
"You're not," David gave a half smile, "we got caught in the moment."
Genevieve nodded returning the smile. "Are you really going to sign me?" Her hopeful eyes gleamed into his.
David caressed her hair more bringing her close to his face trailing his fingers down her neck. "Why wouldn't I?" David gazed into her eyes, "there's always room for one more in my soul."
"That's a poetic way of—"Genevieve was interrupted; not by words, but by the sudden sound of her own neck snapping in half. David's hands gripped about her neck with force as he felt her entire body shut down.
Someone had to pay the price in order to save her.
"Is everything okay sir?" the flight attendant waved in front of Finn's face as he was lost in his own thoughts.
"Yes, ma'am, I'm sorry," Finn replied smiling to the lady. The flight attendant looked beside Finn to see Sasha knocked out cold and snoring.
"Your wife alright?" she pointed to the sleeping diva who wore the shiny diamond ring on her finger.
Finn did a longing gaze at Sasha as she shifted to the side. "She's just fine, just getting used to being pregnant."
The flight attendant flashed a bright smile from the news. To add to it as well in about 45 minutes their flight would land and the definition of a new beginning would be in full swing.
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