Disclaimer: Own nobody, but the new girl, Fiona Miller.

A/N: Dedicated to the fabby Miss Calysto-Hemlsley and the brill Hurricane's Sidekick. :)

B]2] (Chat with… Jeff Hardy) won! Thank you all voters, it was a close call! (Now you will NEVER know who the mystery guy is! Mwa-ha-ha-ha-ha!!!! Err… sorry about that;)

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"Well, Jeff, I'm 19 and I grew up in Scotland. I trained at the Wild Samoan centre, and I plan on becoming the next IC champion." Fiona said, smiling lightly.

"Wow, cool." Jeff said. "You know what, I'm planning on becoming the next IC champ, too!"

"Jeff, that's because you're too scared to challenge me, R-V-D, for the Hardcore title!" RVD said, smiling light heartedly. "And SOMEONE'S being very quiet here!"

Fiona, Jeff and RVD looked at the fourth person in the room, who shrugged. He was a lot more different to the character he portrayed on screen, and Fiona told that to Jeff.

"He's just split up with his wife." Jeff whispered to Fiona, as RVD continued chatting to the other man. "Pretty tough with a long-distance relationship and all that."

Fiona looked at the guy that was sitting there. He looked like he was going through hell. "It's such a shame, Jeff." Fiona said. "Chris Jericho always seemed like such a nice person."

Jeff nodded. "Yeah…. Do you fancy coming with…"

Trish burst in the door at that moment. "Come on, Chrissie! We've got to get you to wardrobe! You're on tonight!"

"Speak to you guys later!" Fiona said, being dragged out of the locker room by an excited Trish.

"Bye!" they said.

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"Something a little more… girly/gothy." Trish told the wardrobe people as Fiona tried on the fourth outfit. She had been dressed up from demonic sex kitten to the "I-couldn't-care-less" look. It seemed that Trish was her official style coordinator. A bundle of clothes were thrown into Fiona's arms, and she went and got changed again. When she appeared, Trish clapped her hands delightedly.

"That's the outfit! It's perfect!" she said.

Fiona felt vaguely uncomfortable in her outfit. She was wearing baggy black trousers, held up by a thick black belt. She had a chain dangling from one pocket, and she had on black trainers. For a top, she was wearing a black bikini top, under a very ripped black midriff t-shirt, that said "Property of Deadman Inc." on it. Fiona had to admit, it was a very cool outfit, but she wasn't sure she could really wrestle in it.

"So what am I doing tonight?" Fiona asked Trish, who handed over the script to her. Fiona flicked through, and saw her lines. "No problem" she said, smiling.

Trish looked at Fiona, in deep concentration. "There's still something missing… Ah!" Trish said. She pulled out a pair of sunglasses and a "Deadman Inc" cap, and put them on Fiona's head. "Perfect."

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"I can't see a thing, Trish!" Fiona complained, as her new friend dragged her along the corridor.

"Leave them, you've just got to go and see Vince!" Trish told her.

"And how am I supposed to see her when I'm being blinded by these glasses?" Fiona replied. She heard a knock, and se felt Trish push her into Mr McMahon's office. Fiona put on a glittering smile, and headed to the chair. She could just about make out the outline of everything. As she sat down, she took off the glasses, and saw that she was sat between Kane and Undertaker.

"Like you're choice of brand" Undertaker told her.

Fiona smiled lightly. "We've been looking over the tapes of you wrestling and cutting promos," Vince told Fiona. "And we've decided that Undertaker will call out Kane, and they will start yelling. Then your music will play, and the words "Chris Calloway" will show up on the Titantron. You won't come out, but Taker here will start yelling at Kane for pulling a prank, and Chris better not be back there. Pretty much talking like you were a guy."

Fiona nodded again. Vince went on to explain that she wouldn't turn up until Kane and Taker's forced Tag Team match against the APA. The APA would be kicking ass, until Fiona runs down to distract the referee. Undertaker, Bradshaw and Farooq would be distracted, giving Kane the opportunity to pin Farooq and win.

Kane smiled down at Fiona. "No point playing the little innocent here, Christine, we've seen the footage of you in the ring!"

"It was then I was playing a character. The Hell-Cat don't take no prisoners." Fiona said, dropping into character. "So you better watch which bitch you cross!" She slapped her hand on her mouth, and sat there, slightly surprised. "When did I invite Christine into this conversation?!" she asked herself, causing the other three to laugh.

"Soon" Taker said "You'll learn that your personality and your character are constants. You'll have Christine with ya all the time."

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Fiona was sitting on one of the packing boxes, calming her nerves for the show. She felt indescribeable joy at the thought of debuting on the day she signed, and working as part of Deadman Inc, no less! As she sat there, she saw Jeff come up to her.

"Hey, Christine." Jeff said, smiling at her.

"Hi, Jeff" she replied, budging up on the packing box to make room for him to sit down.

"Can't stop, sorry." He said. "I was just wondering if… if you wanted to join me, Matt and Lita at one of the clubs tonight. It would be a real good way to celebrate your first day at the WWF."

Fiona smiled, and thought quickly over this offer. She had been planning on asking Kane and Undertaker to join her at a bar, cubs weren't there scene. What should she do?

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A] Join Team eXtreme at the Club

B] Invite Deadman Inc to the bar

C] Spend a night in the hotel room, relaxing and reading

Let the voting commence!

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Remember to tell me what ya think or any chapter ideas! You can reach me via e-mail at wwftasha@hotmail.com! (I'll write the next bit when I get back… I'm going away for the weekend!)