AN: Me + WWE wrestlers = Don't own BUT Becky (OC) + Me = Own. Get it? Lol Remember to R&R!!
The next day Becky sat and looked out on the rainy countryside of Takers estate through the window, thinking about Kane as usual. Her tranquil thoughts were interrupted when Taker came barging in holding a piece of parchment.
"Hello little one! Some one has sent you a letter." At first Becky thought it was from Stephy, but wasn't sure if she could read or write, so it had to have been from Kane, but he had only been gone one full day. Taker handed her the paper and sat down on the corner of the bed. Becky gently turned the paper around in her hands, the carefully opened the flimsy paper. She then proceeded to turn it sideways, upside down and every which way that she could think of, trying to decipher it. "You don't know how to read do you little one?" Taker asked gently taking the parchment from her, which caused Becky to hang her head in shame. "No need to worry, I can read it for you, that is if you do not mind me prying into yours and Kane's business?" Becky smiled and shook her head no, the way she acted reminded Taker of a small child on Christmas morning waiting to get their Christmas presents.
"Oh could ye Lord Taker?" Taker smiled and started reading.
"Mi hermoso, how are you faring by yourself at Lord Takers estate, I was not sure if you can read this or not, but I am sure my brother or someone else will read it for you," Taker looked back down at Becky who had a dreamy look in her eyes, "I just wanted to say that I love you and remember to stay out of trouble," Taker had to laugh at that one, "I will speak with you soon, already I can hear the sounds of war starting so I must depart. With all the love I posses I remain yours, Kane." Taker folded up the letter and expected to see Becky crying, but she still had that same dreamy, star struck look in her eyes. It suited her well, then again in Taker's eyes she was beautiful, he still wished he could have her for himself. But Taker was a gentleman when it came to a real lady and he would respect her and Kane's wishes and leave her be.
"Do ye think he will return soon milord?" Becky asked fidgeting in the bed.
"I do. He is the best warrior in my army and he will not disappoint me, nor you for that matter." Becky smiled again and moved in the bed once again trying to get comfortable, but it was no use the numb feeling in her butt had already started signaling that it had gone to sleep. "Are you all right little one?"
"Aye, but sitting like this is very uncomfortable." Taker gave Becky a thoughtful look the without a word he scooped her up in his strong arms. "Where are ye takin me?" Becky squealed putting her hands around Taker's neck for balance.
"I know you are bored sitting here all by yourself, so you are going to come with me while I deal with the affairs of my land." Becky was really excited about it, not being cooped up in the same room for hours on end, but a thought occurred to Becky and she had to make him stop.
"Im supposed to go to court in my night clothes, Lord Taker please allow me to at least get dressed into something more suitable!" Taker set her back down, took a few long strides to her dresser and looked through it. After pulling out a few of the drawers and found nothing, he turned back to Becky and asked,
"Where is your clothing little one?"
" I haven't any, other this and what I came in with."
"No offense, but those are not acceptable. The first chance you get I want you to dispose of them." His ruler voice came out at the demand.
"Yes milord." When Becky bowed her head she heard the door shut, at first Becky thought that he changed his mind about wanting her to go with him, but that thought quickly vanished when Taker came back in, a small elderly man in tow. He looked to be around 70 and what little hair he had was silver.
"Well?" Taker asked the man.
"I've just the thing milord!" Before Becky could ask what was going on the little man quickly ran out of the room, so she decided to ask Taker.
"What is this all about milord?" All she got in return was a wolfish grin from the big man. Not even a minute later the elderly man came back in with a dark green dress in his arms. Carefully taker took it form him and laid it across Becky's lap, causing a large gasp of surprise to work its way out of her chest.
"This is for you little one." Becky look up at Taker with tear filled eyes.
"Really? Will it fit?" Taker turned to the old man, he started babbling.
"Of course it will fit milady. Sara could not wear it, it was to small for her." Taker cleared his throat, signaling for him to leave them alone, which the old man picked up on quickly and scurried out of the room.
"Go on ahead and try it on, I will be outside in the hall, just let me know when you are finished or if you need any help." Taker closed the wooden door behind him, leaving Becky alone. She carefully stood up, so she wouldn't put any pressure on her ankle, and took off her night gown and slipped on the hunter green dress. Like the old man said it did fit, it was a bit snug in some places but if fit like a glove. It fell a little past her ankles so she cold hide her bare feet under it. Once she was sure it looked right on her she called to Taker.
"All right!" Taker slowly opened the door and stood in shock, he had never seen her in anything other than her night clothes and the rags he first saw her in.
"You look incredible!" He said which caused Becky to blush. Becky smoothed out the soft material and smiled.
"Really?"
"I would not lie to you milady. Are you ready to go?" Becky shook her head yes and this time Taker walked up to her and gently took her up in his arms, walking down the hall and into the busy throne room. Once he entered with Becky in his arms everyone went silent, no one dared to say a word. Everyone's eyes kept darting back and forth between Becky and Lord Taker and Sara who was standing close to Taker's throne, they all knew that Sara was Taker's mistress. But this new girl was a starling new development, one that would keep them all a flutter when the days business was over. Sara's mouth was hanging open at the sight of Taker's affection towards Becky and the fact that Becky was wearing the dress Taker had made for her a month ago didn't sit well with her either.
*Oh great, thats just another bitch Im gonna have to get rid of!* Sara thought as she glared at Becky who was sitting next to Taker in a smaller chair.
"Let the day's business begin, who is first?" He asked. Becky smiled and was excited about learning more about Kane's country, and it was interesting for the first hour. After a while it got rather monotonous, it seemed everyone in the land had something to bitch about. A tree on another mans land was in the way of anothers line of vision, another wanted to duel with another over money. It almost bored Becky to tears, but those were nothing compared to what happened next. Two guards barged into the throne room dragging a girl with scraggly brown hair, and stopped in front of Taker.
"Lord Taker, we found her." Taker smirked, walked over to the girl and lifted her chin between his finger and thumb. Becky gasped when she saw who it was.
"Stephy?" Both Taker and Stephy looked at Becky, Stephy glared at Becky with puffy blood shot eyes and Taker smirked.
"That's right, this wench has kidnaped you before. How about you decide her fate?" Taker asked Becky, who was absolutely stunned at the turn of events.
"Wha.... What is the charge?" Becky stuttered.
"Treason and denying her master." Becky couldn't believe what Taker was saying, 'denying her master?'
"No, Lord Taker I can not do this. She is my friend."
"Friend? She kidnapped you, how could you consider her your friend?" Taker sounded like he was disgusted at the very thought.
"She kidnaped me to get away from YE!! WHY DRAG HER BACK WHEN CLEARLY SHE DOES NOT WANT TO BE HERE!?!?!" Becky shouted, her Irish blood was burning inside her and she could not keep in down inside of her. Taker let go of Stephy's chin and stomped over to Becky, placing both of his hands on either side of Becky on the chair.
"EVERYONE TO THE COURT YARD!!!!!" He yelled to the court, the hot air coming out of his body caused Becky's hair to part. Everyone in attendance quickly left the room, except for the 2 guards and Stephy.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" Taker asked. Becky gulped down her fear and made sure to look Taker right in his crystal green eyes. "I promised Kane that I would look after you, that if you got in my way again I would make sure you would pay. But considering the events that have occurred in the past few days I have a new respect for you so I will let this one slip. You have one more chance little one to cross me, then I will not be so forgiving." He snapped away from Becky, walked over to the guards that held Stephy and snatched her out of their grasp.
"You, my dear, will receive forty lashes for your insubordination." Stephy merely kept her head down, not wanting to look Taker in the face. He yanked her out of the room and out the door. Becky couldn't believe that this was the same caring person that she had talked to earlier that day, he was a devil! She couldn't let Stephy be punished for following her heart, so as fast as she could, which wasn't very fast, she followed the sounds of people cheering out in the rain. Sadly Becky could not get through the people who crowded the muddy court yard, nor could they hear her screams to 'move out of the way' over the pouring rain and the sounds of a whip being snapped on Stephy's back. Becky bowed and due to the rain no one could see her tears, but she knew they were there.
"God Stephy, Im sorry."
The next day Becky sat and looked out on the rainy countryside of Takers estate through the window, thinking about Kane as usual. Her tranquil thoughts were interrupted when Taker came barging in holding a piece of parchment.
"Hello little one! Some one has sent you a letter." At first Becky thought it was from Stephy, but wasn't sure if she could read or write, so it had to have been from Kane, but he had only been gone one full day. Taker handed her the paper and sat down on the corner of the bed. Becky gently turned the paper around in her hands, the carefully opened the flimsy paper. She then proceeded to turn it sideways, upside down and every which way that she could think of, trying to decipher it. "You don't know how to read do you little one?" Taker asked gently taking the parchment from her, which caused Becky to hang her head in shame. "No need to worry, I can read it for you, that is if you do not mind me prying into yours and Kane's business?" Becky smiled and shook her head no, the way she acted reminded Taker of a small child on Christmas morning waiting to get their Christmas presents.
"Oh could ye Lord Taker?" Taker smiled and started reading.
"Mi hermoso, how are you faring by yourself at Lord Takers estate, I was not sure if you can read this or not, but I am sure my brother or someone else will read it for you," Taker looked back down at Becky who had a dreamy look in her eyes, "I just wanted to say that I love you and remember to stay out of trouble," Taker had to laugh at that one, "I will speak with you soon, already I can hear the sounds of war starting so I must depart. With all the love I posses I remain yours, Kane." Taker folded up the letter and expected to see Becky crying, but she still had that same dreamy, star struck look in her eyes. It suited her well, then again in Taker's eyes she was beautiful, he still wished he could have her for himself. But Taker was a gentleman when it came to a real lady and he would respect her and Kane's wishes and leave her be.
"Do ye think he will return soon milord?" Becky asked fidgeting in the bed.
"I do. He is the best warrior in my army and he will not disappoint me, nor you for that matter." Becky smiled again and moved in the bed once again trying to get comfortable, but it was no use the numb feeling in her butt had already started signaling that it had gone to sleep. "Are you all right little one?"
"Aye, but sitting like this is very uncomfortable." Taker gave Becky a thoughtful look the without a word he scooped her up in his strong arms. "Where are ye takin me?" Becky squealed putting her hands around Taker's neck for balance.
"I know you are bored sitting here all by yourself, so you are going to come with me while I deal with the affairs of my land." Becky was really excited about it, not being cooped up in the same room for hours on end, but a thought occurred to Becky and she had to make him stop.
"Im supposed to go to court in my night clothes, Lord Taker please allow me to at least get dressed into something more suitable!" Taker set her back down, took a few long strides to her dresser and looked through it. After pulling out a few of the drawers and found nothing, he turned back to Becky and asked,
"Where is your clothing little one?"
" I haven't any, other this and what I came in with."
"No offense, but those are not acceptable. The first chance you get I want you to dispose of them." His ruler voice came out at the demand.
"Yes milord." When Becky bowed her head she heard the door shut, at first Becky thought that he changed his mind about wanting her to go with him, but that thought quickly vanished when Taker came back in, a small elderly man in tow. He looked to be around 70 and what little hair he had was silver.
"Well?" Taker asked the man.
"I've just the thing milord!" Before Becky could ask what was going on the little man quickly ran out of the room, so she decided to ask Taker.
"What is this all about milord?" All she got in return was a wolfish grin from the big man. Not even a minute later the elderly man came back in with a dark green dress in his arms. Carefully taker took it form him and laid it across Becky's lap, causing a large gasp of surprise to work its way out of her chest.
"This is for you little one." Becky look up at Taker with tear filled eyes.
"Really? Will it fit?" Taker turned to the old man, he started babbling.
"Of course it will fit milady. Sara could not wear it, it was to small for her." Taker cleared his throat, signaling for him to leave them alone, which the old man picked up on quickly and scurried out of the room.
"Go on ahead and try it on, I will be outside in the hall, just let me know when you are finished or if you need any help." Taker closed the wooden door behind him, leaving Becky alone. She carefully stood up, so she wouldn't put any pressure on her ankle, and took off her night gown and slipped on the hunter green dress. Like the old man said it did fit, it was a bit snug in some places but if fit like a glove. It fell a little past her ankles so she cold hide her bare feet under it. Once she was sure it looked right on her she called to Taker.
"All right!" Taker slowly opened the door and stood in shock, he had never seen her in anything other than her night clothes and the rags he first saw her in.
"You look incredible!" He said which caused Becky to blush. Becky smoothed out the soft material and smiled.
"Really?"
"I would not lie to you milady. Are you ready to go?" Becky shook her head yes and this time Taker walked up to her and gently took her up in his arms, walking down the hall and into the busy throne room. Once he entered with Becky in his arms everyone went silent, no one dared to say a word. Everyone's eyes kept darting back and forth between Becky and Lord Taker and Sara who was standing close to Taker's throne, they all knew that Sara was Taker's mistress. But this new girl was a starling new development, one that would keep them all a flutter when the days business was over. Sara's mouth was hanging open at the sight of Taker's affection towards Becky and the fact that Becky was wearing the dress Taker had made for her a month ago didn't sit well with her either.
*Oh great, thats just another bitch Im gonna have to get rid of!* Sara thought as she glared at Becky who was sitting next to Taker in a smaller chair.
"Let the day's business begin, who is first?" He asked. Becky smiled and was excited about learning more about Kane's country, and it was interesting for the first hour. After a while it got rather monotonous, it seemed everyone in the land had something to bitch about. A tree on another mans land was in the way of anothers line of vision, another wanted to duel with another over money. It almost bored Becky to tears, but those were nothing compared to what happened next. Two guards barged into the throne room dragging a girl with scraggly brown hair, and stopped in front of Taker.
"Lord Taker, we found her." Taker smirked, walked over to the girl and lifted her chin between his finger and thumb. Becky gasped when she saw who it was.
"Stephy?" Both Taker and Stephy looked at Becky, Stephy glared at Becky with puffy blood shot eyes and Taker smirked.
"That's right, this wench has kidnaped you before. How about you decide her fate?" Taker asked Becky, who was absolutely stunned at the turn of events.
"Wha.... What is the charge?" Becky stuttered.
"Treason and denying her master." Becky couldn't believe what Taker was saying, 'denying her master?'
"No, Lord Taker I can not do this. She is my friend."
"Friend? She kidnapped you, how could you consider her your friend?" Taker sounded like he was disgusted at the very thought.
"She kidnaped me to get away from YE!! WHY DRAG HER BACK WHEN CLEARLY SHE DOES NOT WANT TO BE HERE!?!?!" Becky shouted, her Irish blood was burning inside her and she could not keep in down inside of her. Taker let go of Stephy's chin and stomped over to Becky, placing both of his hands on either side of Becky on the chair.
"EVERYONE TO THE COURT YARD!!!!!" He yelled to the court, the hot air coming out of his body caused Becky's hair to part. Everyone in attendance quickly left the room, except for the 2 guards and Stephy.
"Who the hell do you think you are?" Taker asked. Becky gulped down her fear and made sure to look Taker right in his crystal green eyes. "I promised Kane that I would look after you, that if you got in my way again I would make sure you would pay. But considering the events that have occurred in the past few days I have a new respect for you so I will let this one slip. You have one more chance little one to cross me, then I will not be so forgiving." He snapped away from Becky, walked over to the guards that held Stephy and snatched her out of their grasp.
"You, my dear, will receive forty lashes for your insubordination." Stephy merely kept her head down, not wanting to look Taker in the face. He yanked her out of the room and out the door. Becky couldn't believe that this was the same caring person that she had talked to earlier that day, he was a devil! She couldn't let Stephy be punished for following her heart, so as fast as she could, which wasn't very fast, she followed the sounds of people cheering out in the rain. Sadly Becky could not get through the people who crowded the muddy court yard, nor could they hear her screams to 'move out of the way' over the pouring rain and the sounds of a whip being snapped on Stephy's back. Becky bowed and due to the rain no one could see her tears, but she knew they were there.
"God Stephy, Im sorry."