Disclaimer: I do not own any of the WWE wrestlers listed in this story, they are owned by the WWE and the Chairman Vincent Kennedy McMahon. Like so many others, I have no money to be sued so any likeness to real life is completely coincidental.

Summary: A well known superstar's daughter deals with being almost famous, with tragic consequences.

Genre: Angst and Drama

A/N: Well whether you know what it is or not, I am glad for one thing. I am glad I can give you insight into the mind of person who chooses and sometimes cannot control cutting themselves. It isn't the easiest topic for anyone to write about but hopefully I do it with class and not in a mean and ugly way. I only use this story to educate and get a story across, not to make anyone feel bad. Thank you for the reviews on the last couple of chapters that came in lately. With my other story on it's last legs, I decided to devote some time to looking after this one and not letting it fall by the wayside like two others on this account right now.

A Week Later in the Locker Room of Monday Night Raw

"Shawn you have to let her go man, she isn't coming home." Paul said, pulling his friend out of his worried state and back to the reality at hand.

It was true, it had been over a year since he had even talked to his daughter, let alone see her. The only other news he had gotten about her since then had been from his son when he called to tell his father that Grace had been by the house and saw their mother. Was it possible she was dead? Or was she out there happy to finally be away from the business and away from him?

It still haunted him, the night they talked last and every night since then he had spent sending her picture out, hoping for some sort of answer. What he had seen happening to her body that night had really woken him up to what he was doing to his little girl, the same little girl he had sworn to take care of.

"You don't get it man, she is MY daughter. Her mother didn't give a shit leaving her with me and I do not want to turn out the same way and just give up on her. It just doesn't seem right to me. I know I am not the best dad in the world but I didn't think I would make her stay away this long."

Paul touched his friend, the closest thing he had to a brother on the arm to show that if anything he still had support in his corner. He had practically watched Grace grow up in front of his own eyes and he knew what Shawn was going through. He thought she would have come back by now, but again Paul had been wrong. She seemed better off being away. He couldn't help seeing the toll it took on his friend though. He hated seeing Shawn go through such a horrible nightmare.

"She has to eventually come home. She can't make it on her own this long."

Shawn looked up at his friend and sighed loudly. He knew Paul had a point but he also knew his little girl and what she had become. Trying to take his mind off of his problems he remembered that Vince had hired a new girl for ring duties. He wondered with Paul being married to the daughter of the boss, if he would know anything about her.

"Your father in law hired a new girl didn't he?"

"Yeah, according to Stephanie, who met her a few days ago, she is some kind of spitfire. Apparently they are going to have her time keep my match tonight."

Shawn heard what Paul said and wondered if Grace had stayed with him if she would have ended up in the business by now. Was there a chance that some of the Michaels blood ran hot for the wrestling business besides his own?

"Don't worry Shawn, she will come home."

"I never found out how she survived all of the sadness she kept inside"

She had made it to the arena in record time that night and since being there had spent most of that time locked away in a sound truck figuring out what to do for her own theme music. The ironic thing was this was her father's game not hers and she didn't have the slightest clue what kind of music she wanted to come out too.

"So of all the bands you have heard that we showcase on our shows does anything click with you?" Jim Johnston the sound guy asked, wondering what would fit with a girl that looked this screwed up.

She had chosen her outfit for her debut seriously. Shedding the dress, figuring she would be cooler if she showed herself just as she was, arm scars and all. So she had taken clothes from Jeff Hardy and Amy Dumas's wardrobe or at least the wardrobe they used to have and figured a tough image might shake things up more.

She tuned back into Jim and realized something that would really make her father scream. "Do you have any Seether?"

Jim sorted through some CD's and came across the one disc that six months ago they had used for a Pay per View theme. He showed her what he found and she nodded. "Find a song called Love her and see what you can do with it. It would fit me best."

Jim nodded as she finally stood from the chair, knowing that she had better do whatever makeup she had to do before going out there and shocking everyone, including her father.

"I will mix it and then have it ready for when you go out."

She walked from the trailer and as she inched closer to the locker room area, she knew there was something that she had to do before she went out there. If blood scared anyone they had better shelter their eyes. Things were really coming together for her now, and with that, she needed a little more of a boost before her big moment. She had a special place that could be cut right now and have lasting results for weeks.

She pushed the locker room door open and immediately went for her pocket knife which she smuggled through the medal detector unnoticed. Staring at the shiny tip she lifted her cargo pants and immediately watched the blood flow. Oh yes, she was about to make a big bang in the WWE.

"You ain't seen nothing yet Dad, just you wait and see. Your little girl is coming home."