Nikki walked in the arena and showed her pass to the security guard. He directed her to Vince's office. She knocked on the door and she heard a shout of "Come in." Nikki walked in and greeted Vince. "Hello Vince." She said shaking his hand. Vince looked at the young girl in front of him. She was about 5"6, she had long black hair and dark brown eyes and the most serious expression on her face he had ever seen. She was the best and he had wanted her working for him. Now he had her. "Sit down Nikki." Vince said. She was dressed in jeans a plain blue t-shirt. She had a camera around her neck. "Nikki I want to be upfront with you. You're the best in the business that's why I wanted you working for me, but I have heard about how difficult you are to work with." Vince said. Nikki looked him straight in the eye. "Vince I'm going to be straight with you. I am a bitch. I'm not here to make friends I do my job and I expect the people around me to do the same. I can't stand men that treat me like an idiot because I'm a woman. I don't put up with unwanted advances from men and having them call me sugar and sweetie. I can be really nasty if people bother me. But you will be happy with the results of my work." Nikki said. Vince nodded. "I understand. I want you taking picture of the shows this week nothing formal just shots for press releases and the magazines. Next week I want to get photo shoots for some of the individual wrestlers." Vince said. Nikki nodded. "I'm going to hang out here a while and get some shots to get the feel of the place. I will be back tonight about 5:00 Pm to start shooting. Get me a list of the wrestlers you want shot next week." Nikki said and stood up. "Okay. I'll see you later." Vince said and shook her hand. Damn Vince thought she's intense.
Nikki wandered around the arena getting various candid shots. She was good at taking photos without being noticed. She went down to the ring area and took some photos of several wrestlers practicing in the ring. She backed up to get a wider shot and ran into what felt like a brick wall. She fell forward only to be grabbed and pulled back up. She looked up into the most intense green eyes she had ever seen and at the moment they were filled with amusement. He was big looked like almost 7 foot. He had auburn reddish short hair with a bandana tied around his head. Black jeans and a black t-shirt. He had a trimmed goatee and mustache. There was also another huge guy standing beside him with curly long brown hair and bright blue eyes. "Little girl you should watch where your going." The first one said smiling at her. She looked at him hard for a moment the southern draw sounded familiar but she knew this wasn't her father the accent was the same though. "No Mr. You need to watch where you're going and take your hands off me." Nikki snapped. Vince had just walked in the arena and seen what was going on. Oh lord he thought why of all the people did these two have to butt heads. It wasn't going to be pretty. Mark eyes narrowed and all the friendliness left them. "Darlin you got a real bad attitude. I don't know who the hell ya are but your stepping on the wrong toes." Mark said in a quite and dangerous tone. Glen watched this was going to get ugly real fast. Nikki got right in his face well as close as she could being so much shorter than him. She looked up at him right in the eye. "First of all I'm not a little girl or you're Darlin or any other sexist name that comes out of your mouth. And if you're trying to intimidate me high and might Undertaker, yes I know who you are. You're doing a damn sorry job, because you don't scare me. I really don't give a fuck who you are it don't impress me." Nikki said not backing down. Mark was so mad smoke was practically coming out of his ears. Nobody talked to him like this especially some little wisp of a girl. "You're a real bitch ya know that." Mark said. "Yes and your point would be what you big Neanderthal?" Nikki asked. "If ya know what's good for you, ya best stay out of my way or I'll be teaching you a lesson in manners that you were obviously never taught." Mark said. Nikki rolled her eyes and stormed off. Mark watched her wanting to go ring her neck. Vince came up to the two men. "Who the hell is that little bitch Vince?" Mark asked still steaming. "Our new photographer. Nikki Westfield." Vince said. Mark and Glen both were shocked. "Ya mean that's Monica Westfield's daughter?" Mark said. "uh it's Brogan now she was just remarried." Vince said. "What's that number seven?" Glen asked. "Yes I think so" Vince said. "I've heard about that rich little brat. She's a spoiled self centered little bitch." Mark said. "Well that may be true but she's one of the best photographers in the world and she's working here so deal with it." Vince said. "She had better just stay the hell away from me." Mark said and stormed off Glen looked at Vince. "Well that went well." Glen said. Vince shook his head and walked off.