Greg Helms and I sat in the catering room going over our match for that night. Greg was how I started to call him, he was Shane to his close friends but to me he was Greg. I actually saw him smile brightly when I called him that for the first time, now it was an all too familiar thing for me.

"So I miss the Flying wizard and you pop up and start taking me on full swing?" Greg asked. "Are you listening?"

"No, I have a strange feeling about tonight."

Cora and Matt walked up. "Hey guys, how is it going?" Cora asked.

"I can't think straight and I have a strange feeling that something is going to happen tonight." I recapped for them.

"Like what?" Matt sat next to me.

"I've looked at my tarot cards and I only get that an unexpected surprise is coming."

"Well good luck with that. Don't let it interrupt your match tonight." Matt advised me. "You have a lot going for you tonight and you don't need it being messed up. I have to go looking for Chris Chavis, him and I have a match tonight against MNM. You want to come Cora?"

"You know I will."

I couldn't shake that feeling, everything I did wouldn't allow me ignore the feeling. During my meditative state I kept on seeing ravens in my mind as I sat in my sacred spot. It was like some kid of sign was telling me something was going to happen that night. Opening the door to my small dressing room, one that set me apart from the rest of the Smack Down locker room, I found a small box sitting at my feet. It was in a black bow with a black feather tied to it.

For the next cruiserweight champion, something that will relax you after your match, the card read. Inside was an orange, oranges were a calming fruit especially if you smelled it.

"Who would send me this?" I asked peeling the orange after successfully seeing that it hadn't been poisoned. "They must know that I always drink orange tea to calm myself down after my shows."

A stagehand came and got me when it was close to my time to go on. Greg met up with me at the entrance curtain and smiled when I walked up in my Celtic gear. "Ready for your big break? After all it has been a long time since any girl has ever won the cruiserweight championship."

I smiled. "I'm ready for it."

Greg was out first, strutting his stage self as an egotistical idiot in front of the crowd. No one knew that he would be facing me for the title and no one would expect the outcome. Once Greg did his thing in the ring my music hit, sending the audience into an uproar. Like predicted they were in shock to see that Priestess Moon Child was going up against Gregory Helms for the cruiserweight title the day of his return.

Walking down to the ring I kept chanting the same words over and over to myself. Calm as rain furious as wind. Calm as rain furious as wind. I had started chanting this whenever my mind couldn't concentrate on my matches. Handing off my crown and staff to a stagehand I got into the ring and waited for the match to start.

Once Greg and I locked up I started using my skills. Greg threw me into the corner and charged. Kicking him with my feet he flew backwards and I charged at him. The both of us fell out of the ring and I went to town on him, feeling my animal qualities overcoming me and I knew that in due time I would be triumphant. The bear qualities were present and I loved the raven feeling in me but it was the bear feeling that was in me at that moment. Throwing Greg into the steel steps everyone watched on as I rolled him back into the ring and I followed.

Greg got to his feet and proceeded to stomp on me. Grabbing his ankle I tripped him up and rolled into a partial pin but got the two count. Springing to my feet I was crouching down on the balls of my feet bearing my teeth to the wrestling as he stood in shock. This was scripted but he hadn't really been in a match with me and he was slightly curious as to what I was doing. From out of nowhere I charged at Greg, he tried to move but I cloths lined instead. I was growling now, my senses picking up on my opponent and I was starting to taste his fear. Ignoring the fans I flipped myself up onto the top turnbuckle I squatted there looking for an opportunity; instead, Greg came at me and pushed me off the top turnbuckle and onto my back near the crowd barrier. I sat up and growled and scrambled back into the ring to rage war on Greg. Punch and punch we went at it, but eventually I started to wear out and I felt my spirit slipping. Greg pushed me up into the corner and held me there. He stood there staring at me, the ref was counting him so he let go of my forearms and let me stand there.

Morrigan, women of fury and battle, be with me now. I thought this as I closed my eyes briefly. Standing up I looked directly at Greg with my head slightly lowered and looking at him over my nose. This was my glare and he knew that I was back in business. I looked to my left then my right and smiled slightly. I would just have to wait for the right moment to do it.

That moment came when Greg charged at me and I suplexed him pretty hard. I was getting the signal from the timekeeper so I had to finish this soon. Finally back flipping hand stand onto the corner post and waited for Greg to come at me. As he staggered I grabbed him by the throat and summoned all strength to me, then hoisted him over my head. In a split second I gave him the Otherworld Slam on him and went for the cover. 1 2 3! I was the new Cruiserweight champion and as I stood with the belt in hand I felt something was coming at me. Turning around I stood rooted to place. Mr. Levy, everyone knew him as Raven, slid into the ring and walked right up to me.

Standing in shock, with my mouth slightly ajar, I looked at my old teacher. He stood there looking down at me, his dark eyes piercing into my dark blue ones. We stood there, no one knew what was going to happen and I didn't know this was even real. In Mr. Levy's hand was something and as he held it up for me to see in was my pentacle necklace that I had gaven him before he parted long ago; he put it over my head and let his hand rest on my shoulders. This wasn't a dream; this was the real thing and I didn't know what to do.

Mr. Levy cupped my face in his hands and brought me into a brief kiss. Dropping the belt I stepped back in slight fear. Why had he come here, hadn't he said that he found someone else to love. Tilting my head slightly I thought, Screw it, I might as well get something out of it. I stepped up to Mr. Levy and brought him into a kiss, but this was more passionate than the last, earning us a fair amount of cheers.

Picking up my belt and handing it to me, Mr. Levy led me out of the ring and up the ramp with me following. I wasn't quite sure what he wanted and I didn't think anything about it as I followed him.

The cameraman tailed us but was cut off when Mr. Levy guided me into my dressing room and locked the door behind us. I turned around and looked at my teacher before punching him in the nose.