Bullets...
Aj_austin316
After a Violent attack a young woman turns to her father for help.
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She stood silently in the arena listening to the hustel and bustel of the world around her. She had grown up knowing this world but it had changed so much in the four years sense she had been here last. She watched wrestlers who she reconized but, could not recall names of walk around talking to each other. She looked over her shoulder and thought about leaving.
" Shy!" Came the cheerful call.
She turned and smiled at her dad. " Tracks," She supplied.
" Right, Tracks." he said rolling his eyes at the nick name. " Are you okay?"
" I'm fine," She said. " Just a bit tired."
"Debra said she should of just taken ya straight to the hotel, but I told her to bring you here." he said
Tracks smiled and hugged her dad. " Yeah, I would rather be here then at the hotel all alone."
" You arn't alone anymore Sh..I mean Tracks." He said softly.
She smiled weakly. " Thank you Dad, "
" Is that Shyanna?" Came a very farmiler voice.
She turned and smiled at her once close freind. " Hello, Stephy."
Stephanie Mcmahon smiled brillently. " How, on earth are you?"
Tracks looked at her father who shook his head. " I'm good just taking a bit of a vacation."
Stephanie nodded. " So, what have you been up to for the last four years?" She asked
" Oh, liveing it up in Texas," She said. " I heard you were pregnant."
Stephanie beemed brightly and pulled her slightly baggy T-shirt back over her stomach. " Yeah, I honestly don't wanna get Fat, but if I'm gonna have my first Kid thats great."
" So, is it Hunters?" She asked.
Stephanie nodded happily and held out her left hand exposing the dimond on her finger. " You'll come to the wedding of course?"
Tracks grinned. " Of course I will Stephy,"
Stephanie smiled. " Well, see ya around. Debbie Steve." She said and hurried off.
" I do belive thats the happiest I've ever seen that poor girl." Tracks said smileing.
Steve nodded. " Hunter is a good thing for her, they were meant for each other."
Tracks smiled and nodded. " Yep,"
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She flopped back on the pillow and let out a huge yawn. She had run around most of the day saying Hi to or being Interduced to new or old freinds. She was wiped out. She picked up lynx and sat there petting the kitten who purred happily, and tried to lick her fingers.
" Yer, a goon cat." She said laughing softly.
The cat meowed indignently and curled up on the bed to sleep.
She laughed again and stood up and quickly got ready for bed. A soft knock on her door made her jump. " Who is it?"
" Well, if ya don't wanna see me thats fine." Came the hurt sounding voice.
" Shane!" She cried happily and yanked open the door and hugged the man she considered her older brother.
She had grown up backstage of WWF. She had grown up knowing Shane and Stephanie and Suzanna. They had been like siblings. But when Shane joined the buisness followed shortly by Stephanie. She had then taken off for Texas to be away from it all before Vince, or her dad tried to talk her into joining.
" So, hows it hanging Shan-O?" She asked.
" Well, I heard what happened." he said.
He face paled and she looked down. "I'm cool," She said.
He lifted her chin and looked into her blue eyes. " No, Shy yer not okay I can tell."
" Shane, please." she said tears forming in her blue eyes.
He watched her silently for several minutes still holding her chin. " I love you Shy, Yer like Steph or Sue. I Want none of you to ever be hurt, And to think that some man did that to you makes my blood boil."
She shook her head. " I know Shane Dad said the same thing," She said.
" Its not the same Shy," he said. " Your my sister, someone hurt you, that would be like someone hurting Steph or Sue."
She sighed and pulled her head from his grip. " Shane, I'm tired I need to get sleep."
Shane sighed then hugged her tightly. " If you wanna talk I'm here."
" Hey, Mcmahon!" someone yelled from down the hall.
" One minute!" he yelled turning away from the door. when he turned back the door was shut. He sighed and rubbed his chin and shook his head. He then turned and walked down the hall.
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She was laying in the bed listening to the sound of sirens roaring outside. She rolled onto her side and drew her knee's to her cheast. She squeezed her eyes shut.
you ever tell anyone who I am...I'll come after you and kill you.
She rolled onto her other side and dragged a hand over her ears. She squeezed her eyes tighter.
just seeing yer apartment makes me wanna take you on every serfice.
She tossed over onto her back stareing at the ceiling.
I like that, Maybe I'll come over right now
She wiped at her eyes, tears streaking down her cheaks.
I like your hair like this,
she leapt from her bed and dug threw the suitcase sitting on the chair and pulled out a pair of sissors, She lifted her hair and chopped it off. Tears streaking her face and she continued chopping at her hair.
Oh, I like that I think I'll come over right now....right now....right now....
She let out a scream and hacked more hair off.
I could walk in right now and you would have no chance!
She slammed her fist into the mirror shattering it.
" Shyanna!" Came a cry from outside.
" GO AWAY!" She sobbed slumping down on the floor tears streaking her cheeks.
" Shy, Baby girl let me in!" Steve yelled pounding on the door.
She curled into a ball her fists clenched around the sissors. The door burst open and she screamed. " NO MORE PLEASE STOP PLEASE STOP!"
Steve kneeled down and wrapped his arms around her. " Shhh, its alright baby, its alright."
" Please make it stop daddy, please make it stop." She sobbed clinging to him.
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Tracks was sitting in the stands watching her Dad and Hunter throw each other around the ring. Her hair was cut evenly around her face. A few knicks were on her left cheek from the shattered glass. Her right hand was bandaged from the gashes she had received when punching the mirror. Her booted feet were tossed over the seat in front of her.
" Hey, little girl." Said a deep southern voice behind her.
She didn't even need to turn to acknowledge the man. " Taker." She said.
" Haven't seen you in four years." he said.
" Yeah, I know," She responded. " I've been busy."
" School and all?" he asked.
" Yep," she answered.
Mark shook his head. " You act to much like your father Little girl."
" So, what if I do." She said smirking at him.
He chuckeled. " Its an interesting thing in you."
She laughed a smile splitting her face.
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He watched her from in the rafters. He had been pissed when she had taken off. But, it hadn't taken long for him to catch up. He knew where to get to her now. She was so happy here laughing and joking with the big lug who was sitting next to her, as they watched. She was happy that wasn't what he wanted. He had wanted her to be scared not be able to go anywhere with out fear that he could be waiting right around the corner.
He clenched his fist and watched the two men in the ring. One he knew was her father maybe that was the way to scare her. He turned and walked away.
He enetered the hotel. He found a young man who was pushing a cart full of towls. he hadn't meant to kill the man but he had fought being tied up. He downed the uniform took the keys then slipped into her room.
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A scream brought both Steve and Dwayne running. The enetered the room and saw tracks against the wall eyes wide with terror. Steve swallowed nervously and stepped into the bathroom and nearly lost his lunch.
Hanging in the shower was a man who was completely undressed. Blood was dripping from his disembowled gut. " Shit." he said
Steve turned and lifted his daughter to her feet and dragged her from the room.
" Oh, god...oh god" She sobbed huddeling against Steve as they removed the body from the room.
He held her smoothing her hair with one hand. " It will be okay."
" He's here," She whispered. " He's here."
Steve kneeled down and held her face. " Who's here?" he asked.
" Charlie," She sobbed.
Steve's face twisted in anger and hatered. " He did this to you didn't he baby girl?"
She nodded tears streaking her face. " Yes,"
" I'm going to kill him." he said holding her tightly.
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TBC
Aj_austin316
After a Violent attack a young woman turns to her father for help.
-----
She stood silently in the arena listening to the hustel and bustel of the world around her. She had grown up knowing this world but it had changed so much in the four years sense she had been here last. She watched wrestlers who she reconized but, could not recall names of walk around talking to each other. She looked over her shoulder and thought about leaving.
" Shy!" Came the cheerful call.
She turned and smiled at her dad. " Tracks," She supplied.
" Right, Tracks." he said rolling his eyes at the nick name. " Are you okay?"
" I'm fine," She said. " Just a bit tired."
"Debra said she should of just taken ya straight to the hotel, but I told her to bring you here." he said
Tracks smiled and hugged her dad. " Yeah, I would rather be here then at the hotel all alone."
" You arn't alone anymore Sh..I mean Tracks." He said softly.
She smiled weakly. " Thank you Dad, "
" Is that Shyanna?" Came a very farmiler voice.
She turned and smiled at her once close freind. " Hello, Stephy."
Stephanie Mcmahon smiled brillently. " How, on earth are you?"
Tracks looked at her father who shook his head. " I'm good just taking a bit of a vacation."
Stephanie nodded. " So, what have you been up to for the last four years?" She asked
" Oh, liveing it up in Texas," She said. " I heard you were pregnant."
Stephanie beemed brightly and pulled her slightly baggy T-shirt back over her stomach. " Yeah, I honestly don't wanna get Fat, but if I'm gonna have my first Kid thats great."
" So, is it Hunters?" She asked.
Stephanie nodded happily and held out her left hand exposing the dimond on her finger. " You'll come to the wedding of course?"
Tracks grinned. " Of course I will Stephy,"
Stephanie smiled. " Well, see ya around. Debbie Steve." She said and hurried off.
" I do belive thats the happiest I've ever seen that poor girl." Tracks said smileing.
Steve nodded. " Hunter is a good thing for her, they were meant for each other."
Tracks smiled and nodded. " Yep,"
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She flopped back on the pillow and let out a huge yawn. She had run around most of the day saying Hi to or being Interduced to new or old freinds. She was wiped out. She picked up lynx and sat there petting the kitten who purred happily, and tried to lick her fingers.
" Yer, a goon cat." She said laughing softly.
The cat meowed indignently and curled up on the bed to sleep.
She laughed again and stood up and quickly got ready for bed. A soft knock on her door made her jump. " Who is it?"
" Well, if ya don't wanna see me thats fine." Came the hurt sounding voice.
" Shane!" She cried happily and yanked open the door and hugged the man she considered her older brother.
She had grown up backstage of WWF. She had grown up knowing Shane and Stephanie and Suzanna. They had been like siblings. But when Shane joined the buisness followed shortly by Stephanie. She had then taken off for Texas to be away from it all before Vince, or her dad tried to talk her into joining.
" So, hows it hanging Shan-O?" She asked.
" Well, I heard what happened." he said.
He face paled and she looked down. "I'm cool," She said.
He lifted her chin and looked into her blue eyes. " No, Shy yer not okay I can tell."
" Shane, please." she said tears forming in her blue eyes.
He watched her silently for several minutes still holding her chin. " I love you Shy, Yer like Steph or Sue. I Want none of you to ever be hurt, And to think that some man did that to you makes my blood boil."
She shook her head. " I know Shane Dad said the same thing," She said.
" Its not the same Shy," he said. " Your my sister, someone hurt you, that would be like someone hurting Steph or Sue."
She sighed and pulled her head from his grip. " Shane, I'm tired I need to get sleep."
Shane sighed then hugged her tightly. " If you wanna talk I'm here."
" Hey, Mcmahon!" someone yelled from down the hall.
" One minute!" he yelled turning away from the door. when he turned back the door was shut. He sighed and rubbed his chin and shook his head. He then turned and walked down the hall.
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She was laying in the bed listening to the sound of sirens roaring outside. She rolled onto her side and drew her knee's to her cheast. She squeezed her eyes shut.
you ever tell anyone who I am...I'll come after you and kill you.
She rolled onto her other side and dragged a hand over her ears. She squeezed her eyes tighter.
just seeing yer apartment makes me wanna take you on every serfice.
She tossed over onto her back stareing at the ceiling.
I like that, Maybe I'll come over right now
She wiped at her eyes, tears streaking down her cheaks.
I like your hair like this,
she leapt from her bed and dug threw the suitcase sitting on the chair and pulled out a pair of sissors, She lifted her hair and chopped it off. Tears streaking her face and she continued chopping at her hair.
Oh, I like that I think I'll come over right now....right now....right now....
She let out a scream and hacked more hair off.
I could walk in right now and you would have no chance!
She slammed her fist into the mirror shattering it.
" Shyanna!" Came a cry from outside.
" GO AWAY!" She sobbed slumping down on the floor tears streaking her cheeks.
" Shy, Baby girl let me in!" Steve yelled pounding on the door.
She curled into a ball her fists clenched around the sissors. The door burst open and she screamed. " NO MORE PLEASE STOP PLEASE STOP!"
Steve kneeled down and wrapped his arms around her. " Shhh, its alright baby, its alright."
" Please make it stop daddy, please make it stop." She sobbed clinging to him.
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Tracks was sitting in the stands watching her Dad and Hunter throw each other around the ring. Her hair was cut evenly around her face. A few knicks were on her left cheek from the shattered glass. Her right hand was bandaged from the gashes she had received when punching the mirror. Her booted feet were tossed over the seat in front of her.
" Hey, little girl." Said a deep southern voice behind her.
She didn't even need to turn to acknowledge the man. " Taker." She said.
" Haven't seen you in four years." he said.
" Yeah, I know," She responded. " I've been busy."
" School and all?" he asked.
" Yep," she answered.
Mark shook his head. " You act to much like your father Little girl."
" So, what if I do." She said smirking at him.
He chuckeled. " Its an interesting thing in you."
She laughed a smile splitting her face.
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He watched her from in the rafters. He had been pissed when she had taken off. But, it hadn't taken long for him to catch up. He knew where to get to her now. She was so happy here laughing and joking with the big lug who was sitting next to her, as they watched. She was happy that wasn't what he wanted. He had wanted her to be scared not be able to go anywhere with out fear that he could be waiting right around the corner.
He clenched his fist and watched the two men in the ring. One he knew was her father maybe that was the way to scare her. He turned and walked away.
He enetered the hotel. He found a young man who was pushing a cart full of towls. he hadn't meant to kill the man but he had fought being tied up. He downed the uniform took the keys then slipped into her room.
------
A scream brought both Steve and Dwayne running. The enetered the room and saw tracks against the wall eyes wide with terror. Steve swallowed nervously and stepped into the bathroom and nearly lost his lunch.
Hanging in the shower was a man who was completely undressed. Blood was dripping from his disembowled gut. " Shit." he said
Steve turned and lifted his daughter to her feet and dragged her from the room.
" Oh, god...oh god" She sobbed huddeling against Steve as they removed the body from the room.
He held her smoothing her hair with one hand. " It will be okay."
" He's here," She whispered. " He's here."
Steve kneeled down and held her face. " Who's here?" he asked.
" Charlie," She sobbed.
Steve's face twisted in anger and hatered. " He did this to you didn't he baby girl?"
She nodded tears streaking her face. " Yes,"
" I'm going to kill him." he said holding her tightly.
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TBC