Scott Hall, Hollywood Hogan, and Kevin Nash walked down the halls of the WWF arena. Scott was brutally attacked on RAW and NWO needed to get some revenge on the Texas Rattlesnake, that was until Scott noticed a blonde beauty wandering the halls alone. He approached her with a sly smile.

He looked her up and down and then said, "Why haven't I seen you around her before sweetheart?" She smiled in a cocky way and then said, "Because I don't want to be seen by you."

He smiled back at her admiring that she was playing hard to get. "Really? Well if you didn't want to be seen by me then you shouldn't dress so sexy." he smiled as he admired her breasts. She was wearing a low cut black tank top that said, Princess, a black leather skirt, matching boots, and a leather coat to top it off. "I can wear whatever the hell I want, and just because I look good, doesn't mean you have permission to make some lame ass pick up lines at me because I am not interested, and I never will be interested!" she yelled as she walked off giving him a dirty look.

Scott looked at her once more then turned to see that his friends, Hogan and Nash were making fun of his pick up lines. "Oh yeah man, that was real smooth, she really likes you!" Hogan said as he and Nash laughed.

*~*later*~*

*~*In Vince's Locker Room*~*

Hogan, Hall, and Nash were called down to Vince's locker room, once they entered Scott smiled noticing the girl who he was making the moves on earlier. "Oh yeah, have you meet my daughter, Candice McMahon? " Vince said with a smile. Scott all of a sudden became very nervous. "Is there something wrong Scott?" Vince asked. (nervously) "No, Vince, uh, I'm, I'm fine." he said smiling. He had no idea that she was a McMahon. She glared at him while her father was talking to the NWO about their plan to destroy Triple H. "Oh and one more thing...." Vince began. Candice smiled at her father as he put his arm gently around her. She turned to Scott Hall and pretended to smile to keep her father happy.

"If anything happens to my baby girl, and any of you are the reason why, you will regret even laying eyes on my daughter; and Scott, I see you looking at my daughter with that puppy look, and I think it would be a good idea, if ... she were to.. assist the NWO to the ring.

Candice's smile automatically turned to a frown. Scott grinned from ear to ear. He loved the idea of her managing him and that way she would get to know him and then from there, she would see that he's not such a bad guy after all.

*~*later in the NWO locker room*~*

Candice waited impatiently on the couch as Scott handed her a low cut Tank top with their NWO sign on it. "I'm not in NWO, I'm just assisting you guys to the ring." she said smartly. "Well if your going to assist us to the ring you have to be wearing the logo." Kevin Nash smiled. "So.. (throws her the shirt) I insist that you wear the shirt."

Scott Hall sits next to her, he takes the shirt calmly, "you don't have to wear the shirt if you don't want to." he said. She looked up at him and then said, "When did you decide to stop being such a jerk?"

"a long time ago." he said. She knew that he was about to tell one of his lame ass stories sometime soon so she might as well hear it now while he's not making passes at her. "you see, I used to be addicted to drugs and alcohol, and that made me a very mean, cruel person. And then I got out of rehab. Well, on Monday night, when Stone Cold kept offering me a beer, I was so tempted to just get drunk once again to feel that feeling of.." He paused for a minute. "indifference?" she suggested. "yeah, that's it, indifference. I just wanted to feel that again."

She scooted closer to him and gave him a friendly hug. "it's ok now, you've got friends who care a lot about you, and I know that you'll be fine." she smiled.

He held onto her tightly and smiled to himself. Now she's mine.

TO BE CONTINUED?....

Please R&R! I need to know if this is a good fic! If u want to see more then tell me so because I've been brainstorming something different lately. So if you want to see a part 2 gimmie a hell yeah! LOL. J/k.