Disclaimer: I own Anastasia, Keira, 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: This is my first OC story. 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.
Chapter Two- A much more friendly encounter
Brown eyes watched as Anya had been dragged off by the pompous general manager of Raw. The woman couldn't help but feel a tinge of sympathy for the black haired woman. She soon shrugged off the feeling and turned as she heard someone speak from beside her.
"I feel bad for the girl. That playa is gonna corrupt her." The unique tone of Theodore Long said.
"Maybe he will maybe he won't. She seems like she'd beat him before he has his way with her."
Long laughed, "Any one could beat him. He just better be watching himself. He wasn't makin' any new friends' durin' that meetin'."
Alexandra shrugged and stuck out her hand. "We weren't properly introduced. I'm Alexandra Varon, the new trainer for your superstars."
"Glad to have ya. I'm Theodore Long."
The woman offered a small smile, "I know."
"Mister Long? Are we ready to leave?" A barbaric looking man in a suit said as he took his sunglasses from his breast pocket and put them on.
"'Course playa." Theodore said as he turned to the newest person.
"Varon this is one of Smackdown!'s greatest superstars Dave Batista, the World Heavyweight Champion."
"Pleased to meet you. I've heard a lot about you even though I'm not a vivid watcher."
Batista's brow rose as he shook her hand. "If you don't watch then how do you..."
"My sister talks about you all the time. She has quite the thing for you." Alex didn't try to hide the smile that formed on her face. Sure she knew once her older sister found out that her secret was out, the 'psycho' diva of the WWE would come looking for her but hey it was worth the look of surprise that crossed over the heavyweight champions face.
As quickly as the look of surprise appeared it disappeared and he pretended to have not heard a thing. "Are you coming with us or..."
"I brought a rental so I don't need a ride thanks though."
"Then we'll see you at the arena."
"Yup." Alexandra offered the two men a smile before she turned away and walked towards the elevator.
At the arena...
Alexandra had stepped out of the car, she had driven in with the WWE's leggy diva Stacy Keibler. The two had run into each other at the hotel, lucky avoiding a collusion between massive suitcases. The blond diva proved to be quite friendly unlike the deceiving persona she often had to put into play. Alexandra had just reached in to grab her bag when a yell from a car parked a few spaces away reached her ear.
"Dammit! This is just great."
Both women's attention fell onto the running woman as she passed. A deep chuckle followed shortly after.
"Hey John!" Stacy greeted as both she and Alexandra closed the door to the car.
The brown haired wrestler smiled as he walked up to the two, his title slung over his shoulder. "Stace." Blue eyes then fell onto the dark brown haired woman beside her. "Who's your friend?"
"This is Alexandra Varon, Victoria's sister." Stacy said as she lightly shoved Alex with her elbow.
"Nice to meet you."
"Name's John Cena, but I'm sure you already knew that." He stated with a wink. "What's with the new faces? You two just missed Big D's little sister."
"You mean that blur that just passed five minutes ago."
John laughed, "That's the one. She was late for her first day as Bisch's personal assistant."
Stacy tried to cover her mouth to prevent herself from laughing, "The poor thing, Bischoff is going to let her have it."
Alexandra coughed lightly into her hand to gain there attention, "I think we should all head inside now. Standing out here isn't going to do us any good. You all have a show to do and I have to go find out which three superstars I'm playing trainer for."
She turned on her heel quickly, leaving a bit of a distance between herself and Stacy and John. The two catching up quickly with her.
"Geez woman grouchy much?" John asked with a smirk.
Alex rolled her eyes, "I just take my job seriously." She glanced at Stacy, "Do you think I'm going to get in trouble for being late?"
Stacy laughed, "No Long is a lot nicer then Bischoff is so you're not going to have anything to worry about."
The shorter woman nodded her head. That was good. As long as she wasn't going to have a boss who seemed to think less of her then everything was going to be just fine. Alex blocked out the constant chatter from John and Stacy as they made their way through the parking lot of the arena and into the arena it self.
After going their separate ways, Alex found herself wandering the long hallways of the arena alone. Maybe she should have asked Stacy or John where exactly the trainers office was so that she wouldn't be so confuse. Her brows knotted together, hopefully she'd come across someone who would be able to help her. As she turned the corner her silent prayer had been answered.
"Excuse me sir?" She asked politely to gain the dark haired mans attention. His back was currently facing her and he appeared to be on his cell phone.
The man let out a frustrated sigh, "Tess hold on a second." Sharp blue eyes turned to face her. A scowl on the mans face. "Yeah what is it?"
Alexandra rolled her eyes at the mans attitude. "You don't have to be all snappy."
"Look I have important things to do, so either you tell me what you want or leave me the hell alone." The man snapped back, blue eyes narrowing.
"I just need to know where the trainers office is. So can you help me out or not?" She questioned as she crossed her arms over her chest. This motioned seemed to be bad as it drew more attention from the man then Alexandra would have liked. Her eyes narrowed as he seemed trained on to taking in the form in front of him. When his eyes finally did return to her face, she wasn't the least bit happy.
"A little on the scrawny side don't you think?" He asked, ignoring the question she had previously asked him. He didn't let her answer as he continuing speaking. "Don't get me wrong you have a nice body but with a rack like that you'd think you'd have a little more meat." He couldn't help but smirk at expression that appeared on the young woman's face.
Alexandra's jaw clenched tightly at the young man's comment. Her right hand clenched tightly at her side before leashing out and slapping the taste from his mouth. The cell phone in his hand fell to the floor with a loud clatter. Alex smiled in satisfaction at the red marking left by her hand before his large hand reached up to sooth the now aching bruise.
"You have no right to talk to me like that." She hissed, her own smirk playing on her face as his eyes narrowed at her once more.
"Why you little son of a bitch. How dare yo-" His hand reached out as if to grab her. Alex backed away suddenly feeling frightened from the deadly look in his eyes. He was about to reach for her when a small gloved hand clamped down on his shoulder.
"There you are, man!" The little masked wrestler said, "I've been looking all over for you. We need you to help us with the plans."
The taller mans brow rose slightly as he turned away from the woman and face his short friend. "Rey what are you talking about? What plans?"
The masked luchador known as Rey Mysterio shook his head. "Man where have you been? You know the surprise for you know who." He whispered so not to gain anyone's unwanted attention.
Realization crossed on the face of the taller wrestler. "Oh that, yeah sorry. I got a little sidetracked."
Rey looked around him at the young woman who continued to fume. "So I can see. Who's your friend?"
The man shrugged, "Damned if I know. She's probably some psycho fan who managed make her way back here."
Alex scoffed. "Psycho please, if anyone her is psycho its you." She offered a smile to the luchador and held out her hand politely. "I'm Alexandra Varon. I was actually just hired and was hoping to find the trainers office."
"Varon? As in a relative of Victoria Varon?"
Alex nodded. "I'm her sister."
"Well that explains a lot." The tall man said with a smirk.
"You deserve more then just the smack I gave you."
Blue eyes narrowed, "I didn't deserve anything." He shot back.
"Yes you did. You deserved that after what you said to me."
"Okay knock it off." Rey said as he quickly stepped in between the two of them. "Miss Varon..."
"Alex please."
Rey nodded, "Alex the trainers offices are just down that hallway." He pointed her in the right direction.
"Thank you so much." She smiled, then glared at the tall man beside him. "Good bye." Alex turned on heel and left the two alone.
"Man we need to work on your people skills."
Blue eyes rolled as he reached down to retrieve his fallen cell phone.
Alexandra sighed as she listened to the head trainer give her a brief description of what she was meant to do. She already all the stuff he was telling her. She had to make sure the wrestlers in her care were in proper care. Check them after every match for injuries, even having the check the older injuries for if they healed properly. She inwardly smiled when Michael Hurst stopped briefing her.
"Now I think would be a good time to introduce you to three superstars your going to be working with." Michael said as he stood up from his desk and walked to the door. The young woman following not far behind.
The made small chat before finally coming to a stop in front of the first locker room. The golden plating on the door reading MNM. Michael knocked and waited till he heard a 'Come in' before pushing the dark brown haired woman inside.
The three superstars looked up. The woman frowning slightly. "Can we help you?"
"Melina, I just wanted to introduce you to your trainer. This is Miss Alexandra Varon." Michael introduced as he stepped away.
Melina looked over the other woman and scoffed. "This low class woman? She's not worthy too be taking care of someone like me."
The job just kept getting better and better didn't it. Alexandra rolled her eyes, "Low class? Who are you? The Queen of Sheba? I don't think so."
Melina stood to her feet. "How dare you talk to me in such a way! I'll have you know-."
Before the diva could continue, she was interrupted, "Can we meet the other two?"
Michael nodded, "Of course." They turned and left but not before hearing Melina's final words.
"Stupid bitch."
Funny that was the second time that night that she had been called a bitch and it didn't seem to faze her.
"Luckily for you the last two share a locker room so we're hitting two birds with one stone." Alex laughed at his analogy. It wasn't long after that they arrived to there destination. Before she was able to read the plate on the door it opened up.
"Michael nice to see you. Alex its good to see you again." The Heavyweight Champion said with a smile.
"Dave, so I see you've met your trainer already. Is Randy there too? I need her to see him so she knows who else she's to look after."
Batista stepped aside to let there through. "He's here. He's been bitching and complaining about some chick he met in the hallway. He hasn't stopped since he showed up."
Both men laughed but Alex simply frowned. No...it couldn't be could it? She thought hoping to God that it wasn't the pompous jerk she had met earlier that night.
"Dave who's here?" The familiar cocky voice said. Alex's eyes closed as she took a deep breath.
"Our new trainer is here you have to meet her."
"Oh really, is she hot?" Randy asked as he looked up from his bag. Blue eyes widening. "No way! You!"
Alex smirked maybe this wasn't going to be so bad after all. She could always get him back for what happened during their earlier encounter. For some reason she decided maybe her job wasn't all that bad anymore.
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