DISCLAIMER: i dont own anything in this story except Arianna Lysier, the name Arianna Darc, or the slogans 'Queen of Darcness', 'Can you feel it?' and 'Are you afraid of the Darc?'. Unfortunatly, i dont own shannon moore. cuz if i did, i wouldnt have this story uploaded.

CH 1: Prepare for Darcness

Arianna Lysier sat in her bedroom, staring in disbelief at her friends. Liz and Megan had suggested she try to get an interview with Mr. McMahon. Ari had always wanted to wrestle, but she wasn't sure if she could even get an interview. No one would want to wrestle with her. She was 5'9" and slightly overweight. She had been trying to lose weight. She wasn't really pretty either. Her friends were completely asinine to think for one moment that she had a chance in the WWE.
"Lizzy, you have to be kidding me. Come on. I'm fat, and ugly. Who would want to hire me?" Ari shook her head. Liz and Megan looked at each other and grinned.
"Well," Meg began, "We sent Vince a picture of you and some info, and he wrote back saying he'd like to interview you." Meg finished. Ari's eyes widened. She couldn't believe this.
"You what?! I can't believe you did this. Its bad enough I was too afraid to say hi to Torrie Wilson when we got her autograph. How the hell am I supposed to sit through an interview with him? You two know he scares the hell out of me!" Ari was fuming.
"Aww, Ari, you're supposed to say that we are the best friends a girl with blue and grey streaks in her hair could ask for. We thought that if you got an interview, you'd be happy. I mean, all you talk about is wrestling. Do you realize we haven't gone shopping in weeks? My credit cards are about to burst into flames." Liz said, pulling out her wallet and waving it in her face.
"Well, guys. The damage is done. What time do I have to be there?" Arianna frowned, when she saw Meg's eyes drop.
"In about an hour..." Meg grinned. Ari gasped and threw her pillow at her best friend. "I don't have anything to wear!" Ari grinned, she wasn't really mad, at least not anymore. Her friends were only looking out for her. Liz and Meg dragged her to the dresser.
"Okay ladies, pull out anything black. Everyone knows, Ari, you have to be in black, it makes you look mysterious." Meg began to toss things on Arianna's bed. After ten minutes, all things black were strewn across the bed. Liz picked up a black net three quarter shirt.
"Find something to put under this." She tossed it to Ari who set it on her headboard. Megan tossed her a pair of leather pants and a black halter top. Ari put them on and sat at her desk. Liz began to tug at her ponytail and set herself to brushing it. Ari picked up her makeup kit and began to lay it on. Black lipstick, black eyeshadow, black eyeliner, black every thing. When she was done, she touched up her nails, which were coated in black nail polish and had little rhinestones in the middle. She stood up and surveyed herself in her mirror. With a nod of approval, she went to her bed and pulled out her lace up boots, black of course. As she tied them up, Liz and Megan began to cry, or at least pretend to.
"Our baby's all grown up and off to destroy people." Megan said wiping dramatically at her eyes. Ari whipped another pillow at her.