Title: Angel of the Shadows
Author: Tigergirl
Rated: M (for safety)
Category: Misc. – Wrestling
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters except the Original Characters that pop up.
Summary: A new talent makes a short appearance at NXT before being launched to the main roster. She's turning heads but making enemies that don't think she belongs in the ring. Follow Casey's journey as she finds herself allied with The Shield.
Warnings:
Things not in my story:
Roman's leukemia did not return and he retained the championship
Ambrose and Rollins are tag team champs
Ambrose didn't turn on his brothers and he did not leave
All wrestlers names, those are their real names
Rhonda Rousey is not in WWE.
Author's Note: This story was inspired by a dream and, like most of my story ideas, I couldn't get this one out of my head. This dream came to me over a year ago. As fair warning, up until now, my fanfiction writing has been limited to Yu-Gi-Oh, Harry Potter, Ronin Warriors, and Supernatural.
CHAPTER ONE
NEW TALENT
Welcome to NXT! Coming at you from Full Sail University!
The door clicked loudly before opening and in walked a tall, but exhausted wrestler. He glanced around the room before his eyes fell on his companion.
"Dude, what are you eating?" he demanded.
His best friend and brother turned to grin at him.
"Pineapple and pepperoni pizza," he answered.
Seth cursed while shaking his head.
"Ambrose, if you didn't order a regular pepperoni, I'm going right back out that door and bunking with Reigns for the night," Seth told him.
As he turned his head back to the television, Dean jerked his thumb over his shoulder. Two pizza boxes sat on a desk next to a two liter of Pepsi. Seth sighed with relief. Good old Dean Ambrose. Seth put his things off to the side. He darted through the gap between Ambrose and the television, narrowly missing a swing at his leg.
Seth grabbed up a paper plate and popped open the first box. He immediately snapped it shut before flipping open the other. He glanced over his shoulder.
"Why have you got that on? The game started five minutes ago," Seth said.
Dean chuckled.
"I heard someone new is debuting tonight," Dean said.
Seth rolled his eyes. He plopped down on the end of his bed.
"Someone is always debuting," Seth replied.
Dean shrugged as he got up and retrieved two more slices for himself. Seth screwed his face up as Dean walked past him again.
"I don't know how you can eat that," Seth commented.
Dean shrugged again. They had this argument about every other week. He turned back to the television.
"Fuck! That asshole Ciampa again. I can't wait for someone to hand his ass to him," Dean commented, shaking his head.
Seth shook his head.
"Black has another shot at it after Gargano screwed him over on that last match. Let's hope he can do the job," Seth said.
Dean nodded in agreement.
"Have you ever met the asshole?" Head shake. "He is a grade A plus asshole. I mean if you put all the assholes of the world in one building, he would be the King."
Seth chuckled. Suddenly, both turned their heads back to the television.
Unfamiliar entrance music played loudly. The backboard had storm clouds. The sounds were of a rainstorm as small flashes of light flashed across the screen from behind clouds. The guitar entrance music to Wanted Dead or Alive started playing up as a figure walked out from the side.
It was a short wrestler dressed in regular street clothes. The name Casey Malloy lit up in the clouds. The light caught the wrestler's face.
"It's a chick!" Dean exclaimed.
Seth shot him an annoyed look. Dean knew The Look was there, but he ignored it.
The short brunette worn dark blue jeans with a jean jacket and gray hood attached. Her hood was up, but it didn't quite hide her face or the short braid thrown over a shoulder. When she got down to the ring, she threw her hood back and swung herself in under the bottom rope. To the camera, she stood up on the bottom rope and leaned over the top rope with her arms crossed. She looked bored for a second before giving a small smirk and jumping back off the ropes.
The crowd was chanting "CA-SEY! CA-SEY!" Along with the chant, part of their crowd was making weird gestures with their hands. The hand would start shaped like a C, move back, and move forward again, changing the shape to form a Y with the thumb and pinky sticking out to the sides.
"The following contest is scheduled for one fall. [ONE FALL!] Introducing first, from Greenville, North Carolina, Casey Malloy!"
The crowd cheered louder as Casey did a two-finger salute before strolling over to one of the corners. She leaned against the turnbuckles with her legs crossed in front of her. She didn't look anywhere in particular as her opponent came out. As Dakota Kai came into the ring, Casey pushed off the turnbuckles and took off her jacket to throw it off to the side.
Similar to Nikki Cross, she wore a black and gray tank top with the length coming down to the top of her jeans. The jacket had been big on her, revealing a petite figure. Squaring up to Dakota Kai, it showed Dakota Kai had a few inches in height over her. Casey turned her head to look at the referee. She waited until the referee signaled for the start to turn her gaze back to her opponent.
"Five bucks says Kai takes her in under five minutes," Dean said.
"I'll take that bet."
Seth and Dean jumped nearly out of their skin. They jerked their heads to the side to find Roman standing on the other side of Dean's bed.
"Dude, when the Hell did you get here?" Dean asked.
Roman smirked.
"Right about the time Malloy's music came on," Roman replied.
Seth frowned. "You know her?"
Roman shrugged. "Seen her around the gym a couple'a times."
The three turned their attention back to the television. They found the two women grappling with Dakota pushed into a corner. The referee gave the warning and Casey backed off. They exchanged several blows back and forth.
Suddenly, Casey ran to the ropes and bounced off. Dakota Kai caught her and spun her around with Casey's legs swung around her neck as they spun around. They watched in astonishment as Casey hooked one leg over Dakota's head and another leg down between her legs & hooked around the back of her knee. One arm was bent painfully over Casey's back and the other was forced back hard in a strong hold with Casey holding back hard.
In a matter of seconds, Dakota Kai was tapping out. Their jaws dropped open. The announcers were just as astonished.
"Casey Malloy just got the submission! Using the Black Widow!"
"That move is right out of AJ Lee's playbook! We haven't seen that move pulled off in years! It takes a lotta work to contort your body in such a way. It takes a special kind of wrestler to try that kind of move."
"The winner, by submission, CA-SEY MA-LLOY!"
Roman chuckled. His two best friends and brothers looked at him.
"I thought that might be what she was practicing with the trainers. I hear she's the only one that can pull the move off," Roman commented.
He stepped around the beds and over to the pizza.
"Not the left," Seth warned him.
Roman nodded before flipping open the box on the right. Dean changed the channel to the game, earning him a grin from Seth. Dean turned to face Roman who leaned against the desk while eating his pizza.
"What did they mean by specialkind'a wrestler?" Dean asked.
"She's Deaf."
Seth's head snapped to the side.
"What? You mean she can't hear anything?" Seth asked.
Roman shrugged.
"Far as I know. The trainers had an interpreter with them."
"Interesting."
/…/
Casey wandered down the hallways, passing other NXT stars as she went. She didn't pay any of them mind. She was stopped by a woman dressed completely in black.
[Mr. Regal wants to see you.]
Casey watched her hands carefully as she signed her message. Casey nodded when she was done.
[Fine. Let's go.]
Casey and her interpreter navigated the halls to where the General Manager's office was. When they went in, William Regal stood up with a big smile on his face. He reached across his desk to shake hands with Casey. He waited to speak until the interpreter rounded around Casey to stand next to him.
"That was a wonderful match, Casey," he congratulated her.
Casey's eyes darted between the interpreter and Mr. Regal. She smiled in gratitude at him.
"I wanted to let you know I heard one of the McMahon's caught your match. I'm not sure which one, but I heard they were impressed with what they saw," Mr. Regal explained.
Casey's eyebrows flew up. She had participated in a few dark matches, but this had been the first regular match.
[Really?] Casey signed.
When she signed, the interpreter spoke out loud for her. Mr. Regal turned and smiled gratefully at the interpreter before refacing the wrestler.
"Yes, yes, very impressive. I would like to put you in a big match next week. I want to put you up against Bianca Belair. She is undefeated, but I think you'll be up to the challenge," Mr. Regal told her.
Casey nodded.
[Set the match. I'll be ready.]
Casey left the General Manager's office in even higher spirits than before. She sighed as she grabbed some dinner from the catering. She found a quiet corner away from the other tables. The quiet brunette sat down with a leg looped underneath her with the ankle resting under the knee.
As she ate, Casey was constantly scanning the room. She would occasionally stop on a person, focusing more intently on them to read some of what they were saying by lipreading.
Yes. Yes! I said yes, didn't I?
What? Why?
I won! I won!
If she was closer and interacting with the people, she might have caught more of the conversations. Turning her attention elsewhere, Casey started thinking of a game plan to prepare for her match next week. She had her head down when someone smacked the table hard. She calmly lifted her head to find Bianca Belair standing over her.
The woman looked down at her with a look of disdain.
I am UN-DE-FEA-TED. And after next week, I'm going to stay UN-DE-FEA-TED.
It was hard to understand Belair. She broke up the word in pieces like a typical hearing person trying to speak to a person they just learned was Deaf. Luckily, she knew Belair's favorite saying so she was able to piece it together. Casey didn't bother answering as Belair spun around and left.
Most of the NXT stars forgot about her deafness, but she preferred things that way. She had worked hard to get where she was today and she wouldn't waste the opportunities that came.
Bring it on, Belair, Casey thought.
END OF CHAPTER ONE
NEW TALENT