A/N: Thanks to; MesshaBlack, JenniferRayne, Sonib89 and I Luv Hardy for reviewing the last chapter. I love you guys. Here's some more of my twisted fairytale for you, sorry it's kinda short!

On with the show!

"Yes! Yes! No! No, don't do that!" Sevina covered her face with her hands and then peeked through her fingers at the television. She'd just watched Matt take a really hard fall. She glanced sideways at Gil, who had a strained look on his face. He enjoyed watching the boys, but it was stressful for him to imagine all the ways in which they could be hurt, as any parent would. Sevina reached out and gripped his hand. They didn't look at one another, just stared at the television, wincing occasionally.

"Yes! Yes! One...two....thr-NO! Damnit!" Sevina threw her slipper at the t.v, much to Gil's amusement and shook her head. "That was the slowest three-count I have ever seen!" Gil chuckled and said nothing. It was nice for him to have someone enthusiastic around whilst watching wrestling. He could so clearly remember how hyped Matt and Jeff used to get when they were younger. When they had still had time to sit down and watch a match on the television. Having Sevina here brought back a lot of good memories; telling the boys to quieten down, having them beg him to let them stay up to watch the show when it was on late, nagging him until he agreed to by the pay-per-views. His boys lived wrestling and had done for as long as he could remember. Jeff had given up the chance of a sports scholarship to college to pursue his wrestling dream. That was just a small testament to what those had done and sacrificed to get where they were.

"Go on! Go on, Jeff! Yes! One...two...three! Yes! YES! YES!" Sevina jumped out of her seat and started dancing around the family room as the TV announced that the Hardy Boyz had won their debut match.

"That was awesome!"

"Yeah? Glad you liked it."

"Are you kidding?! You guys were great!"

"Well we had a lot of fun. It's such a rush being out there together!"

"How are you feeling? You didn't hurt yourselves, did you?"

"Nah. I twisted my ankle a little, but nothing serious and Matt's fine."

"Okay, good. You really had me worried! Best match I have ever seen, hands down!"

"Hahaha, you're biased."

"Am not."

"Sure you're not. Hey, when you gonna tell us about your job?"

"Oh, shoot, Jeff, your dad wants to talk to you. Give Matt a kiss from me! Bye!"

"Vina! Hey! I am not kissing Matt!"


"Introducing, in her WCW debut, from Cameron, North Carolina; The Princess!" Sevina mentally winced over the in-ring name that Shannon had so thoughtfully picked out for her. She shook it off though as she ran through the curtain, having to pause for a moment at the top of the ramp to take in the sight. So many faces, so many lights, everything was bright and colourful and to the extremes of everything she'd ever known. This was so much bigger than Omega. She'd had no idea just how big it was. It was one thing watching it on TV, but another altogether to be actually here doing it. She mentally shook herself. Now was not the time to get stage fright. It was only a house show.

She slid into the ring, walking to the back and turning to face the ramp with her hands on her hips, trying to get the character straight in her mind. Her character was supposed to be aggressive and haughty, but still face and very dignified.

"And introducing her opponent, from Atlanta, Georgia; Daffney!"

Sevina had had the chance to meet Daffney a.k.a Shannon Spruill before the show and was glad to find her very charming and pleasant, but she knew all too well the psychotic character that she played and wasn't looking forward to this. She took a deep breath, shifting her weight from one leg to the other as Daffney stalked out onto the ramp, flicking her dark hair over her shoulder and regarding her opponent with obvious dislike. She climbed into the ring and Sevina fought not to wince in preparation as Daffney took a deep breath and let out the loudest, shrillest scream Sevina had ever heard.

The bell was rung and the match began. Sevina was nervous. More than she could ever remember, but she hid it well. She took her beating with dignity and didn't sit back idly and let herself get walked over. When Daffney grabbed her hair, yanking her forward, she grabbed the other woman's wrists and literally threw her into the air and over her shoulder.

Sevina lost, as she was supposed to when Daffney took advantage of the ref being knocked down to hit her with a chair and then picked up the win and quickly left the ring, leaving Sevina lying on the canvas, staring up the lights and scaffolding above her. She felt as if a weight had come off her shoulders and then the most bizarre thing happened. As she dragged herself to her feet, she dared to lower her defences and look around, to find that the fans...the thousands of fans, were cheering and they were cheering for her. She was gobsmacked. She stood in the centre of the ring for longer than she was supposed to and just stared out at them, a smile lingering on her face as she soaked it all up.

Her smile quickly vanished as her navy eyes suddenly clashed with a pair of bright emerald and she felt her heart stop. Jeff. She quickly looked away, though it took some effort and tried to casually leave the ring and walk up the ramp, but the whole time her heart was hammering in her chest and her stomach was tying itself in knots. He had not looked happy at all. How had he even found out she was here?

"Hey, rookie!" Sevina, by now used to the nickname, turned and smiled when she saw Shannon Spruill jogging towards her. The other woman stopped and held out her hand to shake, "You did a great job out there. Well done." Sevina grinned and shook her hand, momentarily forgetting her impeding and probably violent death at the hands of the Hardys. "Thanks, Shannon. That really means a lot to me."

"See you next week!" Sevina nodded as the other woman ran off and then took a deep breath, running her fingers through her hair which was still slightly damp from her shower. She smoothed down her jeans and fitted t-shirt unnecessarily and shifted her bag on her shoulder. Well, no point putting off the inevitable. If she was going down, she might as well do it sooner rather than later. Groaning inwardly she headed for the stars exit, knowing that Matt and Jeff would be waiting for her.

They didn't disappoint. They were both stood on the other side of the chain link fence, no devoid of the usual presence of fans, since Sevina had lingered so long inside. She looked at them both, but their expressions were identical, unreadable masks. She smiled politely to the security guard as he let her out and unknowingly brought her face-to-face with her doom. She waited for either of them to say something, but when neither did she just had to break the silence, "Um...I can explain."

"We're not going to talk about this here. There's a restaurant down the street. Follow our truck and we'll talk there." Matt's voice was completely devoid of emotion and held no room for argument. Sevina could only nod meekly in response and then head for her car. This was not going to be pretty. She sighed as she dumped her bag on the passenger seat and looked towards the truck which now held both Hardy brothers. Well, at least they were going somewhere with witnesses. She cursed under her breath and then fired up the ignition and reluctantly followed them out of the parking lot.