Title: Overprotective
Disclaimer: I own Anastasia and Alexandra as well as anyone else you don't know. So please don't use them without consent.All others are WWE copyrighted.
Notes: I changed somethings around. This chapter has been revised a bit seeing as I think that's it easier to work with two OC's rather then three. Friendships and Enemies are from what I choose.
Distribution: All you have to do is ask if you want to post this somewhere else.
Pairings: Lita/Edge, Batista/Victoria, the others I'm gonna keep to myself for now.
Prologue - Interesting Meeting
Vince McMahon sat in the meeting room, a calm expression on his face. He glanced around at the other occupants. On one side of the squared table sat Lita Dumas and Victoria Varon. The women currently discussing the stupidity of the situations they were currently in. Beside Victoria sat two of the WWE's best creative writers, Alan Mickage and Lex Rut. While to Lita's right sat Edge and Chris Jericho, the two men in a heated conversation over who would kick whose ass in Smackdown! Vs. Raw. Across from them sat the World Heavyweight Champion Batista, whose eyes were currently hidden behind the sunglasses he wore, Smackdown!'s General Manager Theodore Long as well as Josh Matthews and the head of the training department, Michael Hurst. Opposite Vince sat Raw's General Manger Eric Bischoff. Two empty chairs remained; much to the chagrin to a disgruntled looking Hunter Hearst Helmsly. The man stood near his father in law's chair a scowl etched on his face, as he wasn't able to retain a seat like the others.
Eric scowled clearly not in the best of moods, "Why the hell are we here Vince?" He snapped before thinking.
Vince shifted slightly in his seat directing a calmed yet cold glance at the other man. "You're all here to meet our newest workers."
"No offense Vince, but what does that have to do with us." Lita asked motioning between herself, Victoria, Edge, Jericho, Hunter and Batista. "I can understand Bischoff and Long and maybe even the writers and trainer having to be here but why do we need to be here."
Vince simply laughed, "I figured this might amuse all of you. I think you'll enjoy it."
"So where are these boys so we can get on with our lives?" Bischoff snapped.
Vince sighed sending a warning glare at the white haired GM.
"Playa just seat back and relax. You don't have to be uptight." Theodore Long finally spoke up.
Eric was once again about to reply when three voices were heard from down the hall.
"You need to learn how to watch where you're going!" They all heard one voice nearly yell.
"Me? You're the one who came out of no where and nearly hit me with your damn car!" Another voice exclaimed.
"Well excuse me! You should have been watching where you were going. It doesn't take a genius to figure out that you're not suppose to wake out in front of a car."
"I did watch where I was going. You stupid ass-"
The pair arrived at the meeting room still arguing.
"Ladies..." Vince said calmly greeting both young women as they finally turned their attention to the six other occupants. A few shocked expressions among a few of the people present.
The pair sent an apologetic look towards Mr. McMahon.
"Sorry about that." The shortest of the two, even if it wasn't by much, said, "We just were having a bit of an issue."
The taller of the two sent a glare at the woman but opted to not reply.
Vince smiled slightly, "No matter just take a seat ladies and we can begin." They both nodded and took separate seats. "I hope your flights were enjoyable."
"Mine was. It's always good to get out of that dingy little town."
Batista glared at the young woman, "Vince you have some explaining to do. What the hell is she doing here?"
Vince sighed, "She along with the other young lady have just been hired by the WWE."
Victoria turned to the auburn woman before her, "Since when did you start to wrestle?"
The woman rolled her eyes, "Geez, Vicky I don't know I've always had a thing for wrestling but I'm not here as a wrestler I'm.."
Before she had a chance to finish Victoria quickly cut her off. "Then what are you here for?"
Vince spoke up; "It's good you asked that Victoria. Alexandra here is one of our new trainers. She'll be working with Smackdown." Vince pointed to the named woman Victoria had been talking to. Alexandra had shoulder length auburn hair and hazel eyes. She smiled coolly at the dark haired woman who seemed quite surprised by the news.
Batista removed his shades, tucking them into the front pocket of his dress shirt. He glared at the tanned woman sitting across from him before looking back at Vince. "So is she a trainer as well?"
Jericho smirked, "That'd be awesome. I need a good trainer to keep me on my toes." He winked at the black haired girl sitting beside Josh Matthews, much to the apparent displeasure of Batista.
Vince shook his head. "No, in fact young Anastasia is the new personal assistant to Mr. Bischoff." His smiled widened at the sudden change of expression of Batista's face. Anastasia couldn't help but laugh at his expression as he glared at her. A hand moved up to push a strand a pitch-black hair away from her face
"WHAT?" Both Batista and Eric exclaimed.
"You can't be serious? I already have an assistant; I don't need another one." Bischoff stated.
Batista ignored what Eric had just said; "You can't put her in that! She's too young. I swear if..."
"You know he has a point." Edge spoke up. "She looks a bit too young to be Eric's PA. She could always be mine." He yelped in pain as Lita smacked the back of his head. "I was kidding..."
Anastasia laughed earning more then one glare. Vince coughed once more to get everyone's attention.
"Eric unfortunately your other personal assistant resigned. Claiming that the atmosphere was too much for her to deal with. This is why we've hired Miss. Roman. She is highly qualified. So there will not be too much trouble. Both women actually from some training as a superstar. We took that into effect in case the creative writers decided to use the girls for something."
"You can't put them in storylines Vince. They don't look the least bit prepared for anything if it was thrown their way." Lita spoke up glancing at the two women, who looked ready to prove what they could do had it not been for the importance of wanting to keep their jobs.
"I'll have you know that I'm actually doing really well in my training. I wouldn't doubt my abilities just because I'm new." Anastasia said with a pointed glare.
Lita couldn't help but laugh hollowly. "Please, you're nothing but a flimsy twig. Your no better then that idiot interviewer Maria."
"At least we have brains and brawn." Alexandra stated with a small smirk. The others watched in amusement. Or well some of them watched getting ready to intervene if some sort of cat fight were to erupt between the trio.
"Excuse me? Brains?" Lita laughed, "I highly doubt you two have any. Ana-however you pronounce her name is just here to play personal whore for Bischoff. And you...well dear it's a good thing that your only working behind the camera because I really don't think that the fans would want to see you ugly face on screen." She smiled at the frown that appeared on both women's face. She loved it when she got under peoples skin.
Edge and Jericho looked at one another. This was one of the few times they heard Lita speak in such a way. Edge's hand came up and snaked around her shoulders.
"Babe you shouldn't be hard on them. I'm sure they'll do fine." He shut up at the glare he received from the red headed woman.
"Geez Red you wake up on the wrong side of the bed again or something? You're normally not this heartless."
"I'm fine." Lita huffed glaring at the two Canadians, daring them to say another word.
"Haha, when isn't Red in a bad mood I have yet to see her act nice." Hunter said from his position by the wall.
Alexandra rolled her eyes, "This coming from the man who has the world's biggest nose."
"You might want to get a nose job. It has it's own area code." Anya piped up still silently fuming from Lita's previous comments.
"Why you little..."
"Ladies!" Eric yelled.
"Hey!" Edge, Hunter and Jericho exclaimed insulted.
Eric sighed, "And gentlemen, shut up so we can wrap this up. I have things to do."
"Well that's all really. The girls begin immediately. So Eric don't take it too rough on Ms. Roman her first day."
Eric smirked slightly, "Of course not. May we leave?"
Vince nodded; "You're all dismissed. Ladies I wish you luck."
Everyone stood from there chairs and filed out of the room, a few more happy then others.