Time passes,and now it is a few months into the year 2000…
Linda McMahon sat at her desk, staring down at her work as she remembers all that has gone by. The Monday Night Wars were over, leaving them, the WWE, as the victors. They'd even taken in some WCW superstars as employees, but that decision would become questionable later. Chris Jericho was never given the WWE title, it remained with Triple H after all, but he was still angry. She sat and sighed in thought. Chris had become a WWE superstar, but every night he would go to a bar and sit on the floor drinking his pain and sorrows away, his personality had changed drastically and he had become very depressed with agony. Stephanie had been so sad and was so badly hurt that she'd gone into a slight coma. Shane had gone to Canada to help with things up there with Mr. Stratus so he'd never got involved. But Linda couldn't help but wonder, wonder why. If Chris and Stephanie hated each other so much, why didn't Stephanie tear up the contract? And why didn't Chris take the title to WCW while he had it? Stephanie and Chris could've practically killed each other, yet they spared each others lives… why was that? Linda sighed and went back to work, maybe she would never understand completely…
About 14 years ago, in California…
"It's a boy, my second grandchild!" Grandma cheered outside the hospital room for joy as her daughter had given birth in the room on the other side.
Dad was pacing back and forward eagerly outside the maternity ward in the hall and finally the doctor came out, "Well?"
He sighed in hesitation, "I'm sorry Mr. Ketchum, but, I'm afraid we lost her…." Those words left Mr. Ketchum in shock. "There were complications, and, we did all we could, we tried, but, but we were able to save the baby." He held up the sleeping child safely. "She, she called him George, just before she died…." He handed the bundle to him and he held it closely as grandma gasped in horror. "I'm, so sorry…"
"George, you're all I have left now…" Mr. Ketchum sobbed quietly into him.
"You are as much my son as she was my daughter, I will help you take care of him." Grandma hugged him.
About a month later….
Kari watched as her dad raced around the house, "I have to go to the store after work. Grandma will be watching your brother again today. I'm afraid I don't have time for you anymore." He told the young girl. "Not to sound neglecting, things are just hard now, being mom and dad." He looked around and turned on the television, "Here you like wrestling don't you? I won't be able to watch with you as often as before, but I guess I can have the TV raise you for a while… at least until you start school." He left as Kari turned to the set inventively in awe. Hulk Hogan was being cheered as he defeated the Ultimate Warrior. Kari smiled and laughed, she really liked wrestling, she loved it a lot.
A/N: For full story, see "A Combating Feud And Fairytale"... this was the prequal. Thankies
