Title: Fighting For Love
Author: MissKTFan
Disclaimer: This story is fiction. I do not own any of the wrestlers included in this story. There is adult content in this story, which includes, sex, violence, and vulgar language. This story is copyrighted to me and should anyone wish to use this, I ask that you get my permission first.
Main Characters: Kevin Nash, Steve Austin, Angel Austin, Kane, Taker, Debra Austin
Other characters: Shawn Michaels, Scott Hall, Booker T, Big Show, X-Pac, Spike Dudley, and other wrestlers.
Brief Description: Angel Austin falls in love, but Daddy doesn't approve. Can she change his point of view?
Elizabeth Austin, better known as Angel, to everyone around her, is as cold and ruthless as her father, Stone Cold Steve Austin. At the tender age of twenty-one, she has made a name for herself in the World Wrestling Federation, partly because of her father, but mostly because of her strength, her talent, and her unending beauty. With long golden brown hair and soft brown eyes to match, nearly every single man in the Federation has asked her out, but Angel turned them all down. She has no interest in men at this time in her life. Her focus is only on being the best female competitor in the Federation.
"I'm helping you out tonight." Angel said, barging into her father's dressing room. "No, you're not. I want you to stay away from the ring. These guys are tough and they like to hurt people." Steve said. "Dad, I can handle them. You know I can." Angel argued. "I'm not kidding. Stay away from the ring." He said, giving her a warning look. But Angel had no intentions of listening. "Listen to your father, sweetheart. He knows what he's talking about." Debra said. "Mom, you know how good I am. I can take them." Angel replied. "That may be, but your father doesn't want your help tonight, so you should listen to him." Debra said. "You're going up against them all alone?" Angel asked. "No, Bradshaw and Kane are my partners." Steve replied. "Can I at least come to the ring and watch?" Angel asked, hoping he'd say yes. Steve looked up at his daughter for a moment, wondering if it was a good idea to let her out there. "Please, Dad?" Angel begged. "Yeah, but don't think about interfering." He said. "I promise I won't." Angel replied, crossing her fingers behind her back.
Angel walked down the ramp with her father, Bradshaw, and Kane, knowing that she was going to help her father the minute she saw an opportunity. She was well known for her aerial style of wrestling and could perform any type of aerial move with precision and accuracy, each and every time. Often, she would help her father when he was having trouble or when he was outnumbered and tonight would be no different. When they got down to the ring, she stepped inside, along with her father, Bradshaw, and Kane, to wait for his opponents.
X-Pac, Big Show, Scott Hall, and Booker T came down the ramp, never once taking their eyes off of them, until they slid into the ring and saluted to the fans. Angel eyed them all warily, wishing she could take them out now, eager to draw blood and watch them recoil from her drop kick, or her frogspash, which were two of her favorite moves. She hadn't noticed her father talking to her, so she jumped when she felt Kane tapping her on the shoulder. He pointed and she knew it was time to leave the ring, though she really didn't want to.
She slid out of the ring and stood by the corner, closest to the ramp, watching everything, intently. Angel didn't want to miss the opportunity to lend a hand. The match was a slobberknocker as usual, with her father giving most of the blows, but things turned around after a while and he started getting tired. X-Pac was in the ring and was about to give Steve his famous, broncobuster, but Angel was there to help. She shoved her father out of the way, scurried into the ring and drop kicked X-Pac, as he charged to the corner. X-Pac recoiled from the blow to his face and landed with a thud. Seeing that he was down, she decided to finish him off for her father, who was till getting his wits about him. Quickly, she climbed the ropes, while Bradshaw and Kane kept the Referee occupied and executed a frogsplash. Then, she slid out of the ring and took her position in the corner again.
Steve saw X-Pac lying unconscious. He didn't know how he got there, but he didn't care. He went for the pin and got the three count before anyone could stop it. Angel smiled, knowingly and even laughed when she saw Kane nodding to her, indicating his approval of what she'd done. Angel slid back into the ring and stood with Kane and Bradshaw, while her father saluted to the fans and poured beer down his throat, his typical routine after winning a match.
A week later, Angel arrived at the arena early and learned that X-Pac had challenged her to a match. Her mother and father weren't there with her, but that didn't stop her. She agreed to wrestle him, knowing she could take him out. As the time for her match drew closer, she felt her adrenaline surging. This was something she'd longed for, something she'd wanted, and now she would have a chance to prove that she could be just as ruthless with a man, as she was with a woman.
Angel walked to the Titan Tron, full of confidence, ready to meet X-Pac and show him what she was made of. When she saw him approaching with the rest of the NWO, she didn't let it bother her. She could take them all down, if they decided to interfere. Walking down the ramp, she listened to the crowd roar and knew this was something they had wanted to see. For months she'd been interfering in her father's matches and wrestling the women in the Federation, but now she was going to get the chance to prove that she feared no one.
Kane and Taker sat in Taker's dressing room, their eyes glued to the monitor, angry that Vince had put Angel up against X-Pac. "You know what Steve is going to say when he hears about this." Taker commented. Kane nodded, never once taking his eyes off of the screen. "Think she can handle it?" Kane asked. "Angel? I know she can handle it, but that's not the point. Steve would tear them guys apart if he knew what was going on right now." Taker stated. Again, Kane nodded, but he was focused on the monitor, on Angel, wondering if she would be okay with four men to contend with.
Angel's eyes were fixed on X-Pac, who was in the ring waiting for her. Her mind was focused on giving him great physical pain before leaving the ring the winner of the match. When she entered the ring, she stepped towards him, then backed away, taunting him, while smirking at him. He smiled at her antics and waited for her to make the first move, but she stood perfectly still, her hands on her hips, watching him, studying him, waiting for him to pounce. When he saw that she wasn't going to move, he walked towards her, but he was met with an unexpected clothesline. Angel crossed to the other side of the ring and turned to see him getting to his feet again.
The smile returned as he walked towards her again. Angel watched him, knowing what he was thinking. She was good at reading people's thoughts and she knew he expected another clothesline. When he charged at her, she ducked under him and turned to dropkick him into the turnbuckle. His face hit the turnbuckle and he landed on his back with a thud. Angel stood over him, smiling at him, taunting him. She knew how angry he would be if a woman beat him, and she intended to do just that.
The other members of the NWO stood outside of the ring, watching her, waiting for the opportunity to interfere. X-Pac got to his feet again and turned to face her. This time, the smile had disappeared and she could see humiliation. "Come again, little boy." She taunted. He did and she nailed him with a low blow that went unnoticed. She laughed when he dropped to his knees. Before he could stand, she executed another dropkick, perfectly, kicking him square in the jaw. This was amusing to her, while frustrating for the others.
Angel backed up and felt a large hand grab her ankle. Before she knew what was happening, she was on her back and being pulled from the ring by Big Show. She showed no fear, which confused Big Show, because most people took one look at him and ran, but not Angel. She faced him and even smiled. This caused him to hesitate, because he knew if he executed any move, he could hurt her. Angel took advantage of this and shoved him as hard as she could. He hardly staggered, but it gave her time to back away from him. Slowly, she backed around the ring towards the announcer's table. When he followed, she thought of how to take him down.
Big Show walked towards her, never once taking his eyes off of her, but he'd been focusing on her face her and body language so much, that he hadn't seen her grab the chair. Scott Hall had advanced towards her, but before he could do anything, she brought it up and slammed it down on his head. Then, she brought it up again and hit Big Show with it. He hardly moved from the blow, so she did it again, this time with more force, and watched him fall backwards.
Angel tossed the chair and slid into the ring to face her challenger, X- Pac, who was waiting for her. He grabbed her hand and swung her into the corner, but when he went to follow it up, Angel brought her legs up and kicked him in the face again. Seeing that he was down, she went for her finisher, the frogsplash and executed it perfectly, before pinning him for the three count. Quickly, she saluted to the fans. Then she slid out of the ring and walked up the ramp before they were on their feet. The crowd had erupted when they saw her win her first match against a male competitor. She'd done it. She'd proven that she could take a man out, just as easily as a woman.
When she got backstage, Angel saw Kane and Taker leaning against the wall. "Well, how'd I do?" She asked, smiling at them both. "I'd say you kicked some ass out there, girl." Taker commented. "And it felt so damn good." She said, laughing. "I'll bet." Kane replied, a smirk on his face. Angel waved to them, before going to the women's locker room to shower and change. When she was finished, she walked out to the front of the building and was met by an angry X-Pac. "What the hell was that shit?" He asked, as she closed the door behind her. "Sore loser?" She asked, smirking at him. "You're nothing but a bitch, Angel." X-Pac said. "Takes one to know one." She retorted, before heading to her car. "I'll get even with you." He called after her.
Angel laughed to herself as she started her car and returned to the hotel. When she got back there, her father, who was livid, met her in the lobby. "What the hell were you doing in the ring with X-Pac?" He asked, venom in his tone. "Dad, X-Pac challenged me. I wasn't going to refuse." Angel replied. "Can't you be proud of me? Look what I did tonight." She added. Her father's look softened and she saw the hint of a smile forming on his lips. "Of course I'm proud of you. I'm the toughest son of a bitch in the Fed and it looks like my baby girl is the toughest bitch." He commented. Angel smiled back at him and put her arm around him as they walked to the elevators. "You did great tonight, baby. I'm proud of you." Steve said, as they stepped onto the elevator.
Author: MissKTFan
Disclaimer: This story is fiction. I do not own any of the wrestlers included in this story. There is adult content in this story, which includes, sex, violence, and vulgar language. This story is copyrighted to me and should anyone wish to use this, I ask that you get my permission first.
Main Characters: Kevin Nash, Steve Austin, Angel Austin, Kane, Taker, Debra Austin
Other characters: Shawn Michaels, Scott Hall, Booker T, Big Show, X-Pac, Spike Dudley, and other wrestlers.
Brief Description: Angel Austin falls in love, but Daddy doesn't approve. Can she change his point of view?
Elizabeth Austin, better known as Angel, to everyone around her, is as cold and ruthless as her father, Stone Cold Steve Austin. At the tender age of twenty-one, she has made a name for herself in the World Wrestling Federation, partly because of her father, but mostly because of her strength, her talent, and her unending beauty. With long golden brown hair and soft brown eyes to match, nearly every single man in the Federation has asked her out, but Angel turned them all down. She has no interest in men at this time in her life. Her focus is only on being the best female competitor in the Federation.
"I'm helping you out tonight." Angel said, barging into her father's dressing room. "No, you're not. I want you to stay away from the ring. These guys are tough and they like to hurt people." Steve said. "Dad, I can handle them. You know I can." Angel argued. "I'm not kidding. Stay away from the ring." He said, giving her a warning look. But Angel had no intentions of listening. "Listen to your father, sweetheart. He knows what he's talking about." Debra said. "Mom, you know how good I am. I can take them." Angel replied. "That may be, but your father doesn't want your help tonight, so you should listen to him." Debra said. "You're going up against them all alone?" Angel asked. "No, Bradshaw and Kane are my partners." Steve replied. "Can I at least come to the ring and watch?" Angel asked, hoping he'd say yes. Steve looked up at his daughter for a moment, wondering if it was a good idea to let her out there. "Please, Dad?" Angel begged. "Yeah, but don't think about interfering." He said. "I promise I won't." Angel replied, crossing her fingers behind her back.
Angel walked down the ramp with her father, Bradshaw, and Kane, knowing that she was going to help her father the minute she saw an opportunity. She was well known for her aerial style of wrestling and could perform any type of aerial move with precision and accuracy, each and every time. Often, she would help her father when he was having trouble or when he was outnumbered and tonight would be no different. When they got down to the ring, she stepped inside, along with her father, Bradshaw, and Kane, to wait for his opponents.
X-Pac, Big Show, Scott Hall, and Booker T came down the ramp, never once taking their eyes off of them, until they slid into the ring and saluted to the fans. Angel eyed them all warily, wishing she could take them out now, eager to draw blood and watch them recoil from her drop kick, or her frogspash, which were two of her favorite moves. She hadn't noticed her father talking to her, so she jumped when she felt Kane tapping her on the shoulder. He pointed and she knew it was time to leave the ring, though she really didn't want to.
She slid out of the ring and stood by the corner, closest to the ramp, watching everything, intently. Angel didn't want to miss the opportunity to lend a hand. The match was a slobberknocker as usual, with her father giving most of the blows, but things turned around after a while and he started getting tired. X-Pac was in the ring and was about to give Steve his famous, broncobuster, but Angel was there to help. She shoved her father out of the way, scurried into the ring and drop kicked X-Pac, as he charged to the corner. X-Pac recoiled from the blow to his face and landed with a thud. Seeing that he was down, she decided to finish him off for her father, who was till getting his wits about him. Quickly, she climbed the ropes, while Bradshaw and Kane kept the Referee occupied and executed a frogsplash. Then, she slid out of the ring and took her position in the corner again.
Steve saw X-Pac lying unconscious. He didn't know how he got there, but he didn't care. He went for the pin and got the three count before anyone could stop it. Angel smiled, knowingly and even laughed when she saw Kane nodding to her, indicating his approval of what she'd done. Angel slid back into the ring and stood with Kane and Bradshaw, while her father saluted to the fans and poured beer down his throat, his typical routine after winning a match.
A week later, Angel arrived at the arena early and learned that X-Pac had challenged her to a match. Her mother and father weren't there with her, but that didn't stop her. She agreed to wrestle him, knowing she could take him out. As the time for her match drew closer, she felt her adrenaline surging. This was something she'd longed for, something she'd wanted, and now she would have a chance to prove that she could be just as ruthless with a man, as she was with a woman.
Angel walked to the Titan Tron, full of confidence, ready to meet X-Pac and show him what she was made of. When she saw him approaching with the rest of the NWO, she didn't let it bother her. She could take them all down, if they decided to interfere. Walking down the ramp, she listened to the crowd roar and knew this was something they had wanted to see. For months she'd been interfering in her father's matches and wrestling the women in the Federation, but now she was going to get the chance to prove that she feared no one.
Kane and Taker sat in Taker's dressing room, their eyes glued to the monitor, angry that Vince had put Angel up against X-Pac. "You know what Steve is going to say when he hears about this." Taker commented. Kane nodded, never once taking his eyes off of the screen. "Think she can handle it?" Kane asked. "Angel? I know she can handle it, but that's not the point. Steve would tear them guys apart if he knew what was going on right now." Taker stated. Again, Kane nodded, but he was focused on the monitor, on Angel, wondering if she would be okay with four men to contend with.
Angel's eyes were fixed on X-Pac, who was in the ring waiting for her. Her mind was focused on giving him great physical pain before leaving the ring the winner of the match. When she entered the ring, she stepped towards him, then backed away, taunting him, while smirking at him. He smiled at her antics and waited for her to make the first move, but she stood perfectly still, her hands on her hips, watching him, studying him, waiting for him to pounce. When he saw that she wasn't going to move, he walked towards her, but he was met with an unexpected clothesline. Angel crossed to the other side of the ring and turned to see him getting to his feet again.
The smile returned as he walked towards her again. Angel watched him, knowing what he was thinking. She was good at reading people's thoughts and she knew he expected another clothesline. When he charged at her, she ducked under him and turned to dropkick him into the turnbuckle. His face hit the turnbuckle and he landed on his back with a thud. Angel stood over him, smiling at him, taunting him. She knew how angry he would be if a woman beat him, and she intended to do just that.
The other members of the NWO stood outside of the ring, watching her, waiting for the opportunity to interfere. X-Pac got to his feet again and turned to face her. This time, the smile had disappeared and she could see humiliation. "Come again, little boy." She taunted. He did and she nailed him with a low blow that went unnoticed. She laughed when he dropped to his knees. Before he could stand, she executed another dropkick, perfectly, kicking him square in the jaw. This was amusing to her, while frustrating for the others.
Angel backed up and felt a large hand grab her ankle. Before she knew what was happening, she was on her back and being pulled from the ring by Big Show. She showed no fear, which confused Big Show, because most people took one look at him and ran, but not Angel. She faced him and even smiled. This caused him to hesitate, because he knew if he executed any move, he could hurt her. Angel took advantage of this and shoved him as hard as she could. He hardly staggered, but it gave her time to back away from him. Slowly, she backed around the ring towards the announcer's table. When he followed, she thought of how to take him down.
Big Show walked towards her, never once taking his eyes off of her, but he'd been focusing on her face her and body language so much, that he hadn't seen her grab the chair. Scott Hall had advanced towards her, but before he could do anything, she brought it up and slammed it down on his head. Then, she brought it up again and hit Big Show with it. He hardly moved from the blow, so she did it again, this time with more force, and watched him fall backwards.
Angel tossed the chair and slid into the ring to face her challenger, X- Pac, who was waiting for her. He grabbed her hand and swung her into the corner, but when he went to follow it up, Angel brought her legs up and kicked him in the face again. Seeing that he was down, she went for her finisher, the frogsplash and executed it perfectly, before pinning him for the three count. Quickly, she saluted to the fans. Then she slid out of the ring and walked up the ramp before they were on their feet. The crowd had erupted when they saw her win her first match against a male competitor. She'd done it. She'd proven that she could take a man out, just as easily as a woman.
When she got backstage, Angel saw Kane and Taker leaning against the wall. "Well, how'd I do?" She asked, smiling at them both. "I'd say you kicked some ass out there, girl." Taker commented. "And it felt so damn good." She said, laughing. "I'll bet." Kane replied, a smirk on his face. Angel waved to them, before going to the women's locker room to shower and change. When she was finished, she walked out to the front of the building and was met by an angry X-Pac. "What the hell was that shit?" He asked, as she closed the door behind her. "Sore loser?" She asked, smirking at him. "You're nothing but a bitch, Angel." X-Pac said. "Takes one to know one." She retorted, before heading to her car. "I'll get even with you." He called after her.
Angel laughed to herself as she started her car and returned to the hotel. When she got back there, her father, who was livid, met her in the lobby. "What the hell were you doing in the ring with X-Pac?" He asked, venom in his tone. "Dad, X-Pac challenged me. I wasn't going to refuse." Angel replied. "Can't you be proud of me? Look what I did tonight." She added. Her father's look softened and she saw the hint of a smile forming on his lips. "Of course I'm proud of you. I'm the toughest son of a bitch in the Fed and it looks like my baby girl is the toughest bitch." He commented. Angel smiled back at him and put her arm around him as they walked to the elevators. "You did great tonight, baby. I'm proud of you." Steve said, as they stepped onto the elevator.