Chapter 3- Solutions.

Cal went upstairs to his hotel room; he brought along his lab top computer and was into a chat room. He instantly came across a name, one he enjoyed talking with. "Hey Dragon tamer" were his first words written.

The person replied instantly. "Graven. Where have you been?"

"Here and there. I needed someone to chat with. You going to be on for a while?"

Cal spent hours chatting with Dragon tamer, telling them about his day and a certain wrestler giving him a hard time.

"Anyway, enough about me. How are you?" he asked.

Dragon went into detail about their day. "Well, nothing out of the ordinary. I was wondering if you got a job in the WWE. I see a security guard there that reminds me of the description you sent me of yourself"

A smile came over Cal's face. "You got a good imagination if you can picture me with what I sent you. But yeah, it's me." He laughed. "We're going to Canada next, you live in Toronto right?" he asked.

"Yes" was Dragon's reply.

Cal thought it over. "How would you like to come as my guest… a treat if you will?" he asked.

Dragon didn't say anything for a few minutes. "Are you serious?" was all they could type.

Cal smiled once more. "Yeah, you'll be my guest. You and a friend if you want, we will work out the details ok?" he asked.

Dragon sent him a smiley face emoticon. "Awesome!"

"I got to go, catch you tomorrow" Cal logged off the computer when Dragon said good-bye. He closed up the lab top when he stared at his arm; he knew Randy saw the mark on it. Rolling up his sleeves. Cal stared down at it; it was visible once more on his skin. "Damn" he muttered. He didn't want it, yet had no choice to it.

He tried to think things through; he figured Orton was out to get him in any way. Besides what he said to him in the lobby really struck a nerve with him. "He's got one thing right about Taker," he whispered.

He left his thought at that. He thought it out. "Maybe Vince can transfer me to Raw or something" he thought. "That way I am away from Orton" There was a part of him that wondered what he was doing here. Why didn't he stay as a bouncer at the nightclub? Why join the WWE against his father's wishes? He didn't know why he was here, but knew that he had to make the most of his experience with them. He learn a lot of things on the road, for example never fall asleep when someone had just brought out their shaving kit if you still want to wake up with your eye brows.

He smiled to that, yet felt the marking on his arm burn like hell. Something was up. "Why does it hurt like this?" he wondered. Rolling up his sleeve he stared at the marking, knowing where it came from yet not knowing what it was for. "It's a good thing it didn't appear when Randy tried to expose it to the others" he whispered. Cal thought it over, he felt like he needed to tell someone. He had become good friend with Batista, yet didn't know if it was a wise move to tell him about himself. Cal looked to his lab top once more. "Perhaps… It's about Dragon tamer knew," he thought

Logging back on, Cal found Dragon. He instantly sent her a message. "So much for going out of the night huh?" Dragon wrote.

Cal thought over his words. "Dragon… can we talk seriously to one another?" he asked.

Dragon agreed. "I think we can. What do you want to know?"

"Well… you're real name," he wrote.

Dragon thought it over for a moment and then wrote. "My name is Lee, I'm a girl from Canada and am 21 years old," she explained.

Cal thought over his wording. "My name is… Well… would you believe who I am?" he asked her.

Lee wrote. "I feel like I know who you are. How about we leave it at that until the show?" she asked.

He agreed. He felt it would be better to talk in person. "Why do you believe me so easily?" he asked.

Lee put an 'lol' on the screen.

"I don't!" she laughed. "I don't trust you, not offence. But you can't take someone's word so easily over the net" she explained.

He agreed with her. "You're a smart girl"

"Yeah, I got tickets for raw anyway. I'll meet you there either way" she explained.

Cal smiled. "Ok when I see you, I'll flag you down… let's make a code for each other. Just come up to a security guard and say Dragon." He said.

Lee didn't write for a moment. "And that will make me look like a total crazy person"

Cal laughed.

"Ok, ok. We'll figure something out," he wrote. They soon logged off, Cal nodded to himself. "I've talked with her for years… I think I can trust her with what I have to say" he thought aloud to himself.

Cal called it a night and went to bed, wondering what the next day would bring him.