Shane sat up stunned. What the fuck did just happen? Modesty got up
and walked over to the bed where a small black bag was.
"What was that?" Shane asked. Modesty spun around.
"How did your face get like that?" She shrieked with a horrified look on her face. Shane jumped up so fast he got a pounding headache.
"YOU! You happened!" He yelled.
"What?" She asked, genuinely confused.
"You attacked me! You tackled me down and punched me! Then you chocked me!"
"No." Modesty whispered and shook her head. "No! No! No!"
"You did!"
"No! I couldn't! No!" She began crying.
"You did." Shane said and started walking over to her. Modesty spun around with a gun her hand.
"I can't do this! No! Get away. Just get away." Modesty growled. Shane froze.
He never thought Modesty would hurt him. Ever. But after what she just pulled he didn't know what the hell she was capable of.
"Do you remember beating me?" Shane asked trying to buy his time. Modesty studied his face for awhile.
"No." She answered quietly.
"You don't remember anything?"
"I said no damnit!" She cried, waving the gun around. "No. This has to stop damnit! I can't go on like this. It's ruined. Gone." Now she seemed to be talking more to herself then Shane.
"What?" He asked anyway. She turned away from him.
"It all failed. It wasn't supposed to be like this!" She spun around to face him. "It didn't happen the way I planned! I messed up!" She burst into tears.
"Modesty put the gun down please. If you don't it'll cause more problems then you need."
"Put the gun down. Put the fucking gun down. It's not that easy Shane."
"Modesty please!"
"No!"
"Modesty!" He reached out for the gun and Modesty jerked back. They both fell on the bed and the gun went off.
~~~~~
A Year Later
"Hey Shane wait up!" Jeff called. Shane stopped walking and waited for Jeff to catch up.
"What's up?" Shane asked.
"Same old shit, you?"
"Same." Shane answered and they both entered the arena.
"Where you off to?" Jeff asked.
"Getting my make-up and shit done for the Hurricane gimmick. What about you?"
"Getting all my black light paint on and then stretching."
"Ok see you later."
"Um Shane?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you uh miss Modesty?" Jeff asked. Shane froze for a second. NO ONE mentioned Modesty since that night in the hotel.
~~~~~~
The gun went off. Modesty shrieked. Shane fell to the floor. He wasn't shot, just extremely shocked. Modesty got up, ran to the bathroom and punched the mirror. She grabbed a piece of shattered glass and cut her arms, stomach and legs. Somehow the police showed up. Modesty was taken off to a mental hospital while Shane sat on the hotel floor crying his eyes out for everything that was, everything that wasn't and everything that could have been.
~~~~
"Shane?" Jeff brought Shane back to reality.
"Well, no, not really. Ok yeah. Well maybe. Sometimes. I don't know I have things to do." Shane said and walked away.
"Hey Shane." The new girl Nidia said.
"Hey Nidia." Shane said and sat down next to her as he waited for Jane to do his make-up.
"How are things?"
"Pretty good and yourself?"
"Good. Did Mr. McMahon tell you the new story line?"
"No he did not. What is it?"
"Well apparently we had a secret love affair and you broke it off so me and my new boyfriend Jamie Knoble seek revenge."
"Seek revenge? Do you also read comics?" He asked. Nidia giggled.
"I can't say that I do or I'd be a liar."
"Would you, um, like to uh, grab a bite to eat after SmackDown ends? That is of course if you don't already have something else planned." Shane said quickly. Nidia smiled.
"Shane I would love to. I'm always starving after shows." Nidia answered. It was now Shane's turn to smile.
~~~~~~~
"Oh Shane! You're such a nut!" Nidia laughed. Shane tilted his head back and laughed like he hadn't laughed in a year.
"Nidia you're such a great girl." He said. Nidia smiled and ate some of her frosty.
"Such a kidder! I like that Shane." She smiled. Shane stopped laughing, reached his arms across the table and rested his hands over Nidia's.
"I was serious Nidia." He said softly. Nidia blushed softly and tried to hide behind her brown curls.
"Why thank you. You're not too bad yourself." She said and they both started laughing again.
"Why don't you say we leave this place and go to a park or beach or something?" Shane asked.
"Sure." She said and they got up and left.
~~~~~~
"Where were you last night Mr. Helms? I didn't hear you enter your room until the wee hours of the morning." Matt joked. Matt, Jeff, Shane and Amy were on a plane going home.
"Wee hours?" Shane asked. Jeff cracked up laughing.
"And YOU call ME a freak Matty?" Jeff asked and moved a blue piece of hair out of his face. Matt sighed and rolled his eyes.
"It was an expression. And you never answered my question Shane."
"Fine Matt if you must know I was out with Nidia."
"Tough Enough chick?" Amy asked.
"Yeah Amy. Why'd you say it like that?"
"Oh I don't know. She just doesn't seem like your type."
"Yeah well I changed my type."
"Ok. I wish you nothing but the best."
"Thank you."
"Same here." Matt and Jeff echoed.
~~~~~~~~~
A skinny blonde woman with blonde hair, long legs and big breasts walked into Vince McMahon's office in Stamford Connecticut.
"Hello," Vince said and looked down at his paper. "Miss Magnassco."
"Good morning Mr. McMahon and please call me Angel." She said.
"Ok Angel. Have a seat." Vince said and sat down. Angel sat on one the comfy blue oversized chairs in front of Vince's desk.
An hour later Angel Magnassco walked out of the WWF Head Quarters with a contract in her hand.
~~~~~~~
"Hi Nidia." Shane said shyly. Nidia turned around and smiled.
"Hey Shane! Long time no see!" She exclaimed and hugged him. Shane lightly hugged her back.
"Oh I am terribly sorry to interrupt you but I seem to have gotten lost! May one of you be kind enough to direct me to the women's locker room?" A soft voice asked. Shane froze. For some reason he thought it was Modesty. His thoughts were denied however when he turned around. A blonde bombshell was standing there. Modesty had jet black hair and hazel eyes. This girl had bleached blonde hair and blue eyes.
"Sure. Are you doing an interview here or something?" Shane asked. The girl smiled warmly.
"No, sorry I am not. I was just hired as a diva."
"Oh! I'm sorry. I'm Shane Helms." He said and extended his hand.
"Oh please forgive me for being so rude! My name is Angel Magnassco." She said and gave him a firm handshake.
"I'm Nidia. Come with me, I was just on my way there." Nidia said.
"Oh thank you! Good-bye Mr. Helms. Nice meeting you."
"Yeah same here Angel."
~~~~~~~
"Did you see the new girl?" Jeff asked.
"Trish Stratus look out!" Matt said.
"She reminds me of Modesty." Shane commented. Matt and Jeff laughed.
"Modesty was a dark tough bitch. Angel is sweet and innocent. There is no way they could be distantly related, forget the SAME person." Matt said.
"Besides Modesty's locked up in a nut house." Jeff said. Matt punched Jeff's knee. "Ow!"
"Yeah you two are right."
"Of course we are." Matt smiled.
~~~~~~
"Was that your boyfriend?" Angel asked as her and Nidia skimmed through the clothes trying to find something to wear later that night.
"My boyfriend?" Nidia laughed. "Oh no. We're friends."
"Really? You guys make a cute couple."
"Thank you." Nidia blushed.
"Oh no need to thank me."
"Here wear this." Nidia said and shoved Angel a light pink mini skirt and tube top.
"Ok." She said.
"What was that?" Shane asked. Modesty spun around.
"How did your face get like that?" She shrieked with a horrified look on her face. Shane jumped up so fast he got a pounding headache.
"YOU! You happened!" He yelled.
"What?" She asked, genuinely confused.
"You attacked me! You tackled me down and punched me! Then you chocked me!"
"No." Modesty whispered and shook her head. "No! No! No!"
"You did!"
"No! I couldn't! No!" She began crying.
"You did." Shane said and started walking over to her. Modesty spun around with a gun her hand.
"I can't do this! No! Get away. Just get away." Modesty growled. Shane froze.
He never thought Modesty would hurt him. Ever. But after what she just pulled he didn't know what the hell she was capable of.
"Do you remember beating me?" Shane asked trying to buy his time. Modesty studied his face for awhile.
"No." She answered quietly.
"You don't remember anything?"
"I said no damnit!" She cried, waving the gun around. "No. This has to stop damnit! I can't go on like this. It's ruined. Gone." Now she seemed to be talking more to herself then Shane.
"What?" He asked anyway. She turned away from him.
"It all failed. It wasn't supposed to be like this!" She spun around to face him. "It didn't happen the way I planned! I messed up!" She burst into tears.
"Modesty put the gun down please. If you don't it'll cause more problems then you need."
"Put the gun down. Put the fucking gun down. It's not that easy Shane."
"Modesty please!"
"No!"
"Modesty!" He reached out for the gun and Modesty jerked back. They both fell on the bed and the gun went off.
~~~~~
A Year Later
"Hey Shane wait up!" Jeff called. Shane stopped walking and waited for Jeff to catch up.
"What's up?" Shane asked.
"Same old shit, you?"
"Same." Shane answered and they both entered the arena.
"Where you off to?" Jeff asked.
"Getting my make-up and shit done for the Hurricane gimmick. What about you?"
"Getting all my black light paint on and then stretching."
"Ok see you later."
"Um Shane?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you uh miss Modesty?" Jeff asked. Shane froze for a second. NO ONE mentioned Modesty since that night in the hotel.
~~~~~~
The gun went off. Modesty shrieked. Shane fell to the floor. He wasn't shot, just extremely shocked. Modesty got up, ran to the bathroom and punched the mirror. She grabbed a piece of shattered glass and cut her arms, stomach and legs. Somehow the police showed up. Modesty was taken off to a mental hospital while Shane sat on the hotel floor crying his eyes out for everything that was, everything that wasn't and everything that could have been.
~~~~
"Shane?" Jeff brought Shane back to reality.
"Well, no, not really. Ok yeah. Well maybe. Sometimes. I don't know I have things to do." Shane said and walked away.
"Hey Shane." The new girl Nidia said.
"Hey Nidia." Shane said and sat down next to her as he waited for Jane to do his make-up.
"How are things?"
"Pretty good and yourself?"
"Good. Did Mr. McMahon tell you the new story line?"
"No he did not. What is it?"
"Well apparently we had a secret love affair and you broke it off so me and my new boyfriend Jamie Knoble seek revenge."
"Seek revenge? Do you also read comics?" He asked. Nidia giggled.
"I can't say that I do or I'd be a liar."
"Would you, um, like to uh, grab a bite to eat after SmackDown ends? That is of course if you don't already have something else planned." Shane said quickly. Nidia smiled.
"Shane I would love to. I'm always starving after shows." Nidia answered. It was now Shane's turn to smile.
~~~~~~~
"Oh Shane! You're such a nut!" Nidia laughed. Shane tilted his head back and laughed like he hadn't laughed in a year.
"Nidia you're such a great girl." He said. Nidia smiled and ate some of her frosty.
"Such a kidder! I like that Shane." She smiled. Shane stopped laughing, reached his arms across the table and rested his hands over Nidia's.
"I was serious Nidia." He said softly. Nidia blushed softly and tried to hide behind her brown curls.
"Why thank you. You're not too bad yourself." She said and they both started laughing again.
"Why don't you say we leave this place and go to a park or beach or something?" Shane asked.
"Sure." She said and they got up and left.
~~~~~~
"Where were you last night Mr. Helms? I didn't hear you enter your room until the wee hours of the morning." Matt joked. Matt, Jeff, Shane and Amy were on a plane going home.
"Wee hours?" Shane asked. Jeff cracked up laughing.
"And YOU call ME a freak Matty?" Jeff asked and moved a blue piece of hair out of his face. Matt sighed and rolled his eyes.
"It was an expression. And you never answered my question Shane."
"Fine Matt if you must know I was out with Nidia."
"Tough Enough chick?" Amy asked.
"Yeah Amy. Why'd you say it like that?"
"Oh I don't know. She just doesn't seem like your type."
"Yeah well I changed my type."
"Ok. I wish you nothing but the best."
"Thank you."
"Same here." Matt and Jeff echoed.
~~~~~~~~~
A skinny blonde woman with blonde hair, long legs and big breasts walked into Vince McMahon's office in Stamford Connecticut.
"Hello," Vince said and looked down at his paper. "Miss Magnassco."
"Good morning Mr. McMahon and please call me Angel." She said.
"Ok Angel. Have a seat." Vince said and sat down. Angel sat on one the comfy blue oversized chairs in front of Vince's desk.
An hour later Angel Magnassco walked out of the WWF Head Quarters with a contract in her hand.
~~~~~~~
"Hi Nidia." Shane said shyly. Nidia turned around and smiled.
"Hey Shane! Long time no see!" She exclaimed and hugged him. Shane lightly hugged her back.
"Oh I am terribly sorry to interrupt you but I seem to have gotten lost! May one of you be kind enough to direct me to the women's locker room?" A soft voice asked. Shane froze. For some reason he thought it was Modesty. His thoughts were denied however when he turned around. A blonde bombshell was standing there. Modesty had jet black hair and hazel eyes. This girl had bleached blonde hair and blue eyes.
"Sure. Are you doing an interview here or something?" Shane asked. The girl smiled warmly.
"No, sorry I am not. I was just hired as a diva."
"Oh! I'm sorry. I'm Shane Helms." He said and extended his hand.
"Oh please forgive me for being so rude! My name is Angel Magnassco." She said and gave him a firm handshake.
"I'm Nidia. Come with me, I was just on my way there." Nidia said.
"Oh thank you! Good-bye Mr. Helms. Nice meeting you."
"Yeah same here Angel."
~~~~~~~
"Did you see the new girl?" Jeff asked.
"Trish Stratus look out!" Matt said.
"She reminds me of Modesty." Shane commented. Matt and Jeff laughed.
"Modesty was a dark tough bitch. Angel is sweet and innocent. There is no way they could be distantly related, forget the SAME person." Matt said.
"Besides Modesty's locked up in a nut house." Jeff said. Matt punched Jeff's knee. "Ow!"
"Yeah you two are right."
"Of course we are." Matt smiled.
~~~~~~
"Was that your boyfriend?" Angel asked as her and Nidia skimmed through the clothes trying to find something to wear later that night.
"My boyfriend?" Nidia laughed. "Oh no. We're friends."
"Really? You guys make a cute couple."
"Thank you." Nidia blushed.
"Oh no need to thank me."
"Here wear this." Nidia said and shoved Angel a light pink mini skirt and tube top.
"Ok." She said.
