This is the last chapter of this story. Tell me what you think so I can write my sequel.
In the weeks to come my popularity started to rise. I was becoming better at wrestling and even started seeing changes in myself. I started aspecting, acquiring certain traits of goddesses or gods, even animals, to help me wrestle. The ones that called on the most happened to be The Morrigan, three goddesses of Badb, Macha and Nemain, or Morrigan could be perceived as one goddess. The Morrigan was for war and death, for overcoming enemies. This is what I used as a leverage and no one seemed to mind, well except for Jeff Hardy. Shape shifting was another thing, it was like aspecting but I turned into animals. The ones that I used a lot were my familiars: the wolf, the bear and the raven. The wolf for cunning, the bear for strength and the raven for swiftness; Mr. Levy enjoyed seeing me shape shifting, he said it was fascinating to see me acquire such skills just by turning into these animals. My popularity and my fans were great to have but there was still one thing that had me upset, the negative response from people. Ultimately I saw the end of my short wrestling career go down the drain at one show.
Raven and I walked down the ring while Rob Van Dam was already in the ring facing our opponents, the Hardy Boyz and Lita. This was three man mixed tag team match. Jeff was scowling at me, he still wasn't too keen on me wrestling. I was now dressed like a Priestess would, in a royal like outfit that still allowed me to wrestle. My wrestling gear was more Celtic looking than anything else, I took on the Celtic warrior aspect that I loved so much, the leggings, boots, tunics, a cloakwithCeltic embroideryand even a niam-lann adorned my head. I smiled at Rob who nodded to me as I stood outside of the ring near a corner post. Jumping up I mounted the turnbuckle and stood to crucify with Raven in my corner. The crowd was booing me, like usual but as I looked out over the crowd I saw the signs of fellow Pagan and neo-pagan followers.
Jeff and Rob were up first leaving Raven and I on the outside. Rob had the upper had for much of the first round but tagged in Raven when Jeff set him up for the Swanton. Jeff tried to get off the top turnbuckle but Raven proved faster and pushed him off of the top turnbuckle. With those two preoccupied it was a two on one attack from Matt and Lita as them and I clashed on the inside of the ring. Leg sweeping Matt I connected Raven's Raven Effect on Lita then attacked Matt as he stomped on my back. Tripping him up I was able to tackle him onto the floor outside of the ring. Momentarily winded I stood up and went back to my corner as Raven and Jeff made it into the ring. Lita was able to get back to her side of the ring as Jeff tagged her in while Raven tagged me in. The Ref saw the tags and allowed us to continue.
Lita and I circle, I felt my senses slipping into dog-like senses. I could smell her perfume, I could sense her anxiousness and see she was slightly worried. I had evolved since my debut, becoming closer to the spiritual world and nature around me too. Tonight it was going to be my alpha female persona. I had to be aggressive because I had to protect my pack and defensive because she was like a lower ranking female battling for my alpha status. At least that is what I felt like at the moment. We locked up but I hip tossed her into a headlock. She struggled but threw her into a heap on the mat. She was close to the ring post opposite her team so I took this as an opportunity. Running I used Lita's back as a step stool and landed on the top turnbuckle with ease. Growling I turned around and squatted trying to egg her on to shove me off.
When Lita got to her feet she rushed at me but I grabbed her throat. With a furious scream I hoisted her up above my head. I was going to do my famous top rope sidewalk slam but something happened. A barrage of bullets pelt the ring sending everyone ducking for safety. I fell with Lita and I face planted the ring and that is where I blacked out.
When I came to I was standing in the hospital waiting room, I was standing next to Mr. Levy as he cried. I didn't know what was going on but I wanted to comfort my teacher.
"Mr. Levy." I went to go touch his shoulder but somehow my hand went right through him. "What the…"
"He can't see or hear you, child." A pleasant voice said from behind me. "Right now you are dead."
"Dead?" I stared at the goddesses known to me as The Morrigan in shock. "But how?"
"Not for long. The time in between lasts for however long we want it to. See your teacher, he missed the only thing her ever loved." Babd said.
"But he's my teacher, he loves me because I'm like a daughter to him." I said.
Macha smiled slightly, she was the one to give that gave the Ulster warriors of old labor pains when danger threatened. The only one not affected by her curse was the famous warrior Cuchulain. "No child, it is much more than that. When you leave to go back to your real paents he will suffer great heart pain. His love for you will grow but he will distance himself from everyone, including yourself."
"But one day you'll be reunited with him by an unlikely person that you both know. Right now you need to go back to your body." Nemain said.
I opened my eyes, I was now in the trauma room. Mom fainted once seeing me regain life. A doctor came to check me over as people started rushing the room. Pain rocket through my body causing me to gasp for air from the tube that was down my throat but I couldn't get any air. I saw standing next to Jeff Hardy were the three Morrigans, he was staring at them in disbelief as a nurse ran right through Macha. Ultimately I passed out while trying to reach out to Mr. Levy.
"You're strong you know it, Moon Child." Mr. Levy's voice said from next to me.
I opened my eyes to look at him painfully. I knew this would be the end of us.
"You were shot in the leg several times, you have a punctured lung and you managed to get a concussion and a bullet graze to your head but you managed to come back to the land of the living." He then handed me some papers. "I'm giving you back to your parents, where you belong."
Grabbing his hand I pulled Mr. Levy into a hug. He buried his head in my shoulder while I dug my fingers into his hair. I felt him crying and in my state I started leaking tears too.
"You understand that you won't be wrestling for a while right?" I nodded as we pulled apart. "I don't want to hear from you. Just knowing that you're going to be okay I'll be able to sleep at night. So I'll leave you and pray we'll be together in spirit."
I grabbed my pentacle necklace from the nightstand next to my bed, near a vase of roses. Holding it out to Mr. Levy he took it and instantly put it over his head. Finally I let one for tear slide down my face as my teacher and love bent down and kissed my forehead one last time. I signed with my right hand 'I love you' as he stood up.
"I love you too, Moon Child. Good bye." Then he left.
I laid there silently crying inside while praying that the Goddess would watch over him for the years to come.
For a look at the Celtic Gods, Goddesses, Heroes and Heriones look at the book called Celtic Myth and Magick by Edain McCoy, this is a fantastic book if you are into Celtic mythology.