***A/N: Thank you so much for the reviews. Sorry it took me so long with this chapter,just I'm not good at in-between stuff when I'm dying to get to the good stuff. Be kind,please review, if I don't get many reviews I'll stop writing (I'm not threatening,but if there are no reviews there isn't much point)Oh and thank you to Midnight Dahlia who reviewed 'Dirty Little Secrets'.***

Aurora rubbed her eyes as she waited for a coffee refill. The nightmare had scared her , the dream had unsettled her and for both she had no memory. She wished she could of been home, in her own bed, but it was one of the things she sacrificed to work with wwe. Thinking of home reminded her of Kenda who she had to call and make sure she hadn't burnt her house down. Her mother too, but not because Aurora was worried she'd do such a thing. The canteen in the arena was far too noisy, coupled with her state of near exhaustion she was getting a bad headache. Outside seemed like a good idea, even if it meant just wandering around the halls, Aurora had to get away from the noise. She forgot about the coffee and took off. The approaching headache wasn't bothering her, it was the dreams. They'd been about something important, that she knew, but what? Had there been a voice or was her imagination? She couldn't remember, no matter how hard she tried. Aurora decided to focus on the show that night, she was going to have to find Lisa Marie Varon, or Victoria as she was known to wrestling fans around the world. Aurora made a quick stop in the women's lockeroom to find the script for that night and began her hunt for Lisa. She found her also wandering the halls, looking like she hadn't had much sleep.

"Hey Lisa. Are you alright?" Aurora greeted.

"Tired, but nothing serious. It must be work, you look as drained as I am."

Aurora smiled. "Can we go over tonight's match if that's ok with you."

"Oh sure. Here, let me look at that." Lisa took the script from her and began flipping through it.

As she searched, Aurora felt a cold chill on her neck and instinct made her turn to see if she could find where it was coming from. Out of the corner of her eye she saw something. A thin line of mist, or at least that was what it looked like, twisting and turning, moving and winding. As she observed it, it seemed that it wasn't just a line, but an outline of something she couldn't see. It was changing colour, from grey to red and heading for Lisa. Seeing it made her panic for no reason and Aurora grabbed Lisa by the arm.

"I.....I think we should go somewhere else." she said, watching as the thing stopped. "I'll meet up out in the stands in five minuets."

"Ok." Lisa replied, unsure of Aurora's sudden changed in attitude and behaviour.

As soon as she was out of sight, Aurora kneeled next to the thing which was now suspended in mid-turn. She outstretched her arm to touch it, but before her fingertips made contact, it disappeared into the wall.
It watched. It watched with a smile, crooked and long teeth protruding through thin lips. It watched hungrily, so close, so very close. It hadn't expected one of them to be near. It's master would of been so pleased if had taken one of them already, with such ease. It could almost taste the one's flesh. Now it was left with images of one of the seven, looking so uncertain with such power radiating from her. It licked it's lips. To have one would of made it all the more sweeter. But it had been told not to go after one of them yet. Stick to it's targets. John Cena, Shane McMahon, Nora Greenwald, Lisa Marie Varon and Robert Szatkowsky , known to the world for what they did inside the ring. Even they where unaware of what they had inside. It continued to smile, then it remembered the seven. Would they believe it once they knew? That they where mankind's only hope. It frowned. They might cause problems. It would have to watch and wait. It licked it's lips again, it had seen what they had seen the night before. It opened and shut it's mouth, it's top lip settled over the teeth for a second or two, then slid back. Amber, Aurora, Joey, Kenda, Lenore, Matt and Riana. They where the seven hand picked to stand in it's way. It was worried about their power, but it's master had reminded it. What did pitiful, worthless humans have against one of the oldest evil's in the world. None. Behind all that power they where flesh, bone and blood, they stood no chance against it, and once it's master was strong enough, well...then the real games would begin.

Kenda Connor was having one hell of a bad day. No sleep made her grumpy, no coffee made her feel worse, the jackasses she worked with didn't lift her mood and neither did the horrible, niggling feeling right in the back of her head. Now it was lunch, and instead of sneaking a nap in her office while the building was quiet which she really wanted to do she was rushing home to pick up the sketches she'd left behind that morning. Plus she had to stop by the drug store and buy the two strongest sleeping pills she could, just to insure she got her eight hours that night. Heading Kenda's way, in an equally bad mood was Matt Kyros, he had been plagued by the same dreams but he was taking it out on anyone who walked pasted him. Matt was one of the bad guys, he'd cause trouble for no reason and he didn't care. It was ironic since he was suppose to be the opposite. At exactly the second they passed, Kenda was trying to fasten her briefcase and Matt knocked her hard, sending the open case out of her hands and onto the floor.

"Asshole!" Kenda shouted to his retreating back.

Matt stopped, turned around and stood right in front of her. Kenda would of been lying if she had told someone his 6ft 4 frame didn't bother her.

"Say something?" he snarled.

"Was there a need for that?" she demanded, motioning to her strewn papers.

"No, do I need a reason?"

"To be an asshole? No I guess not!"

"What are you going to do?" Matt challenged. "Make me pick them up?"

Kenda scolded. "No, but don't get hit by a bus now."

She bent down to collect her papers and Matt stayed towering over her.

"That was a good one. Where did you learn it? Kindergarden?"

Kenda ignored him, jerks like him usually went away when they didn't get a reaction.

"Hey. I'm talking to you."

Matt grabbed Kenda by the wrist and as he did it seemed like everything around them slowed down. Then the voice broke through their thoughts.

"To protect the lives of figures of power. Those who are respected and admired. You will protect these with everything you have to give, including your lives."

The voice faded and both Kenda and Matt received an electric shock.

"What the hell did you do?" Matt snarled.

"Me? It was obviously you!"

"The voice......I've heard it before."

"Yeah, me too."

Matt shook his head. "Forget this." and took off down the street.

Kenda picked her papers up, still feeling the after effects of the electric shock on her bare wrist. It just kept getting weirder.