Bella Muerte
Arieru: ¡Hola! Here's the next chapter of Bella Muerte. Thanks to all who reviewed ya'll rock! I hope you'll like this chapter too.
Disclaimer: I don't own the WWE or anything to do with it. I am just an innocent fan who has nothing better to do at the moment but write this fanfic, and do homework but I'll put that off for a while.
Before I continue with the story I'd like to thank those who reviewed:
To Aaron: Yeah, it would be fun to put Marisia getting involved in the Mexicools antics. (Laughs at the thought) I might just write her doing that.
To TNAlover: thanks for the review; I like TNA to especially AJ Styles and the Enigma Jeff Hardy
To ForeverEddie'sGirl05: Josè's supposed to be like that I'm glad I got him to be the shady character. I really like that word for some reason 'shady'.
To Idiot Lil' Princess: Glad to see there is someone else who's obsessed with the Mexicools. Oh! And Joey says you rock for liking Psicosis. (kicks him in the knee)
To Kanesha: Batista's your future husband; interesting Juventud's mine why don't we have a double wedding. J/K Thanks for reviewing!
To Flamboyant-Flair: Another one of my favorite words 'flamboyant' Yay! Yet another Juvi lover!
To everyone: I'm glad you like my story I thought at first no one would; guess I was wrong. Enjoy this chapter and I'm looking forward to more reviews.
Chapter 2:
I Hate Snakes!
Marisia woke up the next morning frustrated. She had agreed to stay at her mother's but that wasn't the reason for her frustration the fact that Josè never showed up is what did. Earlier that morning her son woke her up seemingly he had another one of his nightmares. Never let an 8 year-old see 'The Exorcism of Emily Rose' she put up a mental note. He was now cuddling on her arm as she tried to release his iron grip. Yes it was cute but the fact that the kid was cutting off her circulation wasn't. She grappled with his tiny fingers and finally was released. Then she laid a kiss on his forehead, and came to a decision that the boy needed a haircut.
Her attention was jolted when her ring tone 'Gasolina' by Daddy Yankee rang.
"Hola (1)." She answered into the receiver.
"Hola Marisia ¿como estas? (2)" she heard Rey's familiar voice ask.
"Bien, ¿y tù? (3)" she answered yawning into the phone.
"Bien, hey cous' what you doing today?" he asked.
"I think I'm going to take Pablo to the Salon so he could get his hair cut. ¿Què? (4)" she asked.
"Oh, you want to train later?" He asked, "Dave and the other guys will be there so maybe they could teach you some new things."
Marisia became excited training with Dave Batista, the Animal, or any of the other guys would be an enormous honor.
"Sure, maybe I could bring Pablo over he could meet them, that'll be mad hot Rey." She spoke into the receiver as if she was some kind of slang using teenager (Arieru: saying mad, hot, and that's the shit is some of the slang used here in MA basically it means that'll be great, or that'll be awesome).
"Si, Chica (5) that'll be hot." He answered.
"OK meet me at Fine Cuts on Fillmore Street at 1, Rey." She said. She looked at the clock on the wall. It was one of those antiques with the cat's tail going left and right along with its creepy big black eyes. Marisia frowned she always hated that clock.
"OK, see you at 1." He answered. The line went dead followed by the annoying 'beep, beep, beep' sound.
Marisia put her phone back into her pocket.
"Mami, what's wrong?" Pablo asked as she shook him awake.
"Pablo get up we're going out to get you a haircut, and then Mami's going to train, you can meet the Mexicools and some of the other wrestlers." She bribed the young boy by throwing in the last bit.
His face lit up with a large Cheshire cat smile as he jumped from the bed messing up the comforter and pillows as he did so. Marisia then closed the door and locked it.
Marisia's scream rang throughout her mother's 2-floor house. The cause of the scream was a snake in the bathtub.
Pablo's only words were. "Uh-oh." He then rushed to his mother's room where she was sitting on top of her bed.
"¡Serpiente! (6)" The Mexican woman screamed at the top of her lungs. "Why is there a snake in the bathtub?" she looked at her son who had just entered her room.
"You found Tito." He said a smile on his face as he ran with his little legs to the bathroom. He then exited the room with the green snake in his hands.
"Why did your abuela (7) let you keep that?" she asked as she stuck a shaking finger at the reptile. "Abuelita (8) said I needed a pet and anyways we have Gardner snakes in the yard so he was free." He answered stroking the snake on its small head.
"Ai Dios Mio (9)." Marisia sighed. "Just get that thing away from me." she said.
"Mami you don't like snakes?" Pablo asked coming toward her.
Marisia answered with a shriek as Pablo backed up. "I hate snakes!" She screamed.
The little boy laughed. "Mami you're funny." He complimented as he closed the door behind him.
Marisia shivered, she never liked snakes they frightened her maybe it was because of watching Jake the Snake Roberts when she was growing up, or the fact she was bitten before at age 7, no one really knew the exact cause. After making sure there weren't any more snakes around Marisia finally took a shower. She loved it; she was beginning to get sick of hotel showers.
The Mexican then brushed her curly black hair and put it in a braid. After applying some black eyeliner she was ready to get changed.
"Mami, hurry up." Pablo cried from the living room where his grandmother was watching 'Christina'.
Pablo stood up as he heard his mother's door open and then close. Walking down the stairs was Marisia in a baby blue tube top with white trimming. Tight black jeans, and knee length white boots. The boots made her look much taller they had 3-inch heels that were really thin. It turned her 5 foot 2 inches height into 5 foot 5 inches. In her hand was a blue gym bag containing her training equipment. She then grabbed a long black business like coat from the coat rack. Slipping it on she smiled at her son and her mother.
"Mami I'm taking Pablo out for a hair cut and then he's going to stay with me for training." She informed her mother, "Do you want me to pick up anything for you?" She asked.
"No, Marisia, have fun, but I need to talk to you when you come back." She said showing a grave face.
"OK Mami." She leaned to kiss her mother and left a lipstick print on the older woman's tanned cheek.
"Come on Pablo." She said opening the door. She then took the little boy's hand. He tried yanking it away.
"What too manly to hold your Mami's hand?" she asked sarcastically.
"Mami, it's just embarrassing." He protested he hoped he didn't hurt her feelings. Truthfully Marisia was laughing on the inside. 'He's growing up.' She sighed.
"OK, if you don't love your Mami." She said faking hurt. They walked like that in silence as they turned the corner of Fillmore Street to the Salon.
The black haired boy grabbed the tanned hand of his mother. "You know I love you Mami." He said and hugged her.
"Bien." She said smirking triumphantly.
Marisia opened the door of the Fine Cuts Salon. A tall Caucasian woman immediately greeted the two. "Hello, what can I do for you?" she asked in a Southern accent.
"Can my son get a hair cut here?" she asked. She already knew the answer.
"Sure, what would he like?" The woman asked kneeling to look at the little boy. Pablo looked up at his mother.
Marisia gave him an I'm-not-telling-her-it's-your-hair look.
"A mohawk." He said. Marisia's jaw dropped.
"No, Pablo, choose something else." She insisted.
"Why don't I show you some magazines and then you can choose." The woman said.
"Go." Marisia patted Pablo's shoulder as the lady grabbed his hand and went to get some magazines.
The final product was a pretty good crew cut, which made him look like a little heartthrob. The Paliquiras went outside as Marisia ran her palm over Pablo's prickly head. A car horn was heard and Marisia spotted Rey in a Metallic Blue low rider. 'Eddie's low rider.' She thought. She remembered how upset, for lack of a better word, Rey was when his friend passed away. Rey didn't have the strength to train her and she had to train herself for a few months. He strengthened though; did he ever become strong after he hit the bottom.
"¡Benga haca! (10)" He shouted from the low rider and blew the horn again.
They walked over to the low rider and got in. To who knew where only Rey knew. "How are you little man?" Rey asked looking back at his nephew.
"I'm great Uncle Rey I got a hair cut do you like?" he asked. The boy showed Rey his head. "That's hot Pablo." He complimented.
The 3 stopped in a parking lot and then entered a building. The gym was pretty huge, some guys were doing weights, other sit-ups, push-ups; you name it.
Then she was thrown into the air by a pair of strong arms. A second later she was put back down. Everyone laughed. Everyone being Rey, Pablo, Batista, Super Crazy, Psicosis, and Juventud.
"Juvi you're going to give her a heart attack." Batista warned as he tried to calm himself, but the look on the woman's face was hilarious. Marisia put a hand over her heart as she tried to recover her breath.
"Guys Marisia wants to train today, she already knows everything I could teach her." He said looking at his cousin who was giving Juvi a glare.
"Rey I already know who I want to train me." Marisia said the taller guys looked at her. "Juvi." She said.
"Sure girl I'll train ya." He said smiling.
"Good." She said and took off her coat. The guys' mouths dropped and all they could think was 'damn Juvi's lucky.'
"Let me change into my gear and then we can train." She said. The woman then walked off to the Lady's locker room swinging her blue gym bag as she did so.
"Man you're lucky muchacha es sexy (11)." Psicosis complimented. Super Crazy nodded. Pablo, who had been standing around with the men looked at them.
"Why are you talking about me Mami like that?" he asked with a disgusted look on his face. Batista and Rey cracked up at the boy's confusion. The Mexicools stuttered trying to make up an excuse.
Marisia came out about 5 minutes later wearing a red shirt, Jean shorts, black Reebok sneakers, and kneepads. She watched as Pablo practiced his jabs on Rey's palms. She giggled at her son's dismay as he swung a second time and lost his balance.
'He needs a father figure.' She said in her head. There was a pain in her heart, being a single mother wasn't easy. Then again, she wasn't alone she had Josè. Speaking of the person of the moment, 'Gasolina' rang and she flipped her phone so she could talk.
"Marisia." She introduced herself.
"Hi, where are you?" Josè's voice asked from the other side.
"I'm about to train now." She answered his question. She was still frustrated at him so she answered with a bit of an attitude.
"Who are you talking to?" she heard a woman's voice say in the background.
"Who was that?" Marisia asked knitting her eyebrows.
"Nothing, me Amour (12), that was the… TV." He stuttered. "How about I watch you train and then we can get something to eat." He suggested.
Marisia gave him the address and then disconnected the line.
The Mexican woman entered the ring where Juventud was waiting.
"Tell me girl, what do you know?" he asked.
"619," she stated proudly as she looked at her cousin, "the Black Widow, of course, DDT, a choke slam, leg scissors, elbow drop, Clothes line, Drop kick-."
"Good enough." He said impressed. "Want to have a match?"
"Man are you serious." She said excitedly. The woman then began jumping up and down like 50 Cent at a Candy Shop.
"Hey Pablo," Juvi called to Marisia's son who was sitting in a chair watching Batista and Rey train. He got startled. "Yeah." He called back. "Ring the bell; me and your Mami are gonna have a match."
Pablo did as he ordered, and the match began.
The two Mexicans grappled with each other's hands, trying to gain an advantage.
'This is going to be difficult, he's after all a former Cruiserweight Champion.' She complimented him in her head. Distracted by her own thoughts she was flung into the ropes and was about to be sling-shotted back when she did a baseball slide and slid between Juvi's legs. The woman then got back up behind him and did a drop kick. So she wouldn't connect Juvi stepped back. As he watched Marisia get back up he flung himself from the rope and gave her a Clothes Line.
There lay Marisia hands over her head in pain.
Rey shook his head and laughed, he knew exactly what she was planning.
Unaware of the woman's trickery Juvi made sure she was okay. His arm was grabbed and she subdued him into an Arm Drag. Pinning him she only got a 1 count. He got up immediately and laughed. He had to hand it to her she was a good actress.
The match ended with a stomach growl coming from Marisia. She blushed madly as the men laughed at her embarrassment.
"Sounds like you're hungry!" a man's voice yelled from the gym's entrance.
There standing in baggy black jeans, a violet dress shirt, heavy black parka, and tanned Timberland boots was Josè. His long brown hair was tied in its usual ponytail, but sunglasses covered his emerald eyes.
"That's enough for today girl you're pretty good." Commented Juvi as he sat on the middle rope so Marisia could step out of the ring.
Rey noticed something on Josè's neck as the taller man lifted up the collar on his dress shirt.
Josè then leaned down to kiss his short girlfriend.
Rey fumed this guy was playing his cousin.
'Cavròn.' (13) Rey said in his head as he watched Josè, Marisia, and Pablo exit the gym.
Arieru: I hope you enjoyed the 2nd chapter of Bella Muerte. I think that was a bit boring. I cried yesterday during Friday Night Smackdown Best of 2005, they showed Eddie and it just made me cry especially when he was wrestling against Rey Mysterio. That's the reason I put Rey in the metallic blue low rider. RIP Eddie Guerrerro you'll be missed Viva La Raza Baby! Now leave a comment and constructive criticism is always welcomed.
Glossary:
Hola translates to "Hello."
Hola Marisia ¿Como estas? Translates to "Hello, Marisia, how are you?"
Bien ¿y tù? Translates to "Fine/Good and you?"
¿Què? Translates to "Why?"
Si, Chica translates to "Yes, girl."
¡Serpiente! Translates to "Snake!"
Abuela translates to "Grandma."
Abuelita translate to "Grandmother."
Ai Dios Mio translates to "Oh, my God."
¡Benga haca! Translates to "Come here."
Muchacha es sexy translates to "Girl is sexy."
Me Amour translates to "My love."
Cavròn translates to "Bastard."