CHAPTER III: IN TOGETHER NOW
AN: I do not own Van Asyeck, Mick Foley, Evolution or any other WWE superstars that may appear with in the story. I also do not own Stella McMahon or Shane. Vince owns them all, and Linda owns Vince so all I have to say is please do not sue me. Ya, know by now guys it's the normal spiel here.
There's- -no- -chance- -in- -hell, You got no chance, chance in hell the song played repeatedly throughout the arena bringing the audience to its feet in cheers of the McMahon that sauntered down the runway in front of them. Stella McMahon, Shane's wife, was wearing a very fine tailored black and white pinstriped suit. She carried with her the customary patented black leathered attaché case and a microphone.
Van sat on the ropes as Siya bowed low to her for entering the ring. Stella handed Siya the case and clicked open the golden clips on the case. After slightly nodded to Van she pulled out thick stacks of papers. And handed both of them to him.
"Now Triple H. I just heard you loudly proclaiming that since Mick won his right to work here because of wrestlers not properly affiliated with the company I knew I had to come out here and set you wrong. The Raw before Backlash when you announced the stipulation for the match and said that no WWE superstar could help, you were correct, it was Randy's match set by his trainer," Stella smirked at this slight jab. What's not to love about marrying the head of company? The crowd was loudly booing at this point because they had remembered that particular stipulation was unfair. Stella continued, "Because well at that time Siya and Van were not working for me. But three days before Backlash I received a call from one Dwayne, the Rock, Johnson saying that he had come in contact with two of Mick's old students and was curious if I would hire them. After hearing their names I knew the WWE needed these two. Van is a virtually the top dog in the Japanese rings and most of Asia as well as Australia and Europe, and his sister Siya, here the female hardcore legend of Asia. Shane and I had seen them in action before, but never had they accepted our proposals. So imagine the surprise when I relayed the messaged to Vince who rushed out there and hired them on the spot. Of course their official entrance was supposed to be tonight, but well Mick had a feeling the likes of you were up to something, so he invited the twins on a residential tour of the WWE. So as for your little crescendo Mr. Flair about taking away Foley's right to work I think your sadly mistaken, as for those contracts," Van wiggled the thick contracts in his hand smiling gleefully at Triple H, Are good down to the last byline.
The crowd cheered a bit taken back by the forcefulness in Stella's voice. Siya closed her eyes and breathed in a whiff of the arena air. The turnbuckle felt good against her neck and the arena smelled of sweat, stale popcorn, electric and cologne? What why the hell did it suddenly smell like fine expensive cologne. Snapping her eyes open Siya was suddenly towered over by a hulk of a beast. She knew his name was Batista, but people whispered it in rushes as if afraid he might hear them and tear them to shreds.
Her hands started to shake. The first sign of fear. You fear no man Siya stop your shaking her mind screamed at her. She snapped her hands together as the penetrating stare of Batista seeped underneath her make up, underneath her dress, beyond her dress slip, and onto her naked flesh. The air between them was suddenly alive. Siya was very much aware of this man, in a way that no man had ever made her fell. Yet, it ended as quick as it had started and he backed away from her as if savoring the image of her pushed into the corner of the turnbuckle. Just before he walked over the tops of the ropes he spoke four words; I'll be seeing you.
As his group walked up the ramp Siya unleashed a breath she hadn't even realized she had been holding. "Siya you okay," Van asked.
"Yeah I guess not every day you have that creature two inches from your nose wanting to to to...," she could not finish the sentence because she knew that Van would give her a slightly crazed look and say she'd landed on a barricade one to many times.
As the twins walked back stage they grew uneasy at the silence they brought to the rest of the roster. It seemed at every turn some superstar or Diva would stop their conversation and just stare at them.
Finally they reach Mick's locker room and entered it. "Dude there is major hostility their tonight," Van spoke. Siya smiled partly because she saw the look of disgust on many of the diva's faces at how tiny she was, she even heard the word anorexic being whispered.
They are just stupid blondes thought Van they never did emerge out side of their own suburbanite culture and explore the world. He knew that deep down inside his sibling was easily wounded at the words others had to say about her. In Japan where we grew up, it was me with my six foot two appearance that was gawked at not her. She was not anorexic, but merely strong and small boned like many of her ancestors before her had been.
He eased out of his irrational thoughts of his coworkers while putting a knee brace on. Mick was starting on about this handicapped match against Evolution. It was to be him and Van initially against Batista, HHH, and Orton. Only the last minutes of the match would it be fair when Siya interfered and became the old Sadist Siya again.
Van's thoughts began drifting away from Mick and Siya's conversation and back to their little jaunt in the tunnels of the arena. No one had wanted to talk to the fine it was their loss he was used to being stared at, at home. He was the freak but, here it seemed both him and Siya were outcasts. Either way it placed not value of Van's mind. Just gotta get the job done. Although from their walk to the ring to Mick's locker room he had noticed one person staring not awkwardly at him. She was tall around 5'9" he guessed and well built. Her eyes were pretty and a warm rich brown. As he passed her lips had eased into a smile and he had given her a wisp of a smile in return. Yeah he thought I could like it here as long as she was around. Who ever the brown-eyed beauty was.