"Goldie, you know I love you but I don't think this is a good idea," Abigail said sheepishly rubbing the back of her neck.

Goldust turned around to face her. "What do you mean, it's a perfect idea. Viscera is big sexy, and he may be in the market for a tag team partner who's as . . ." Goldust stopped mid-sentence and ran his hands up and down his body, "Sensual as he is."

Abbie's eyes roamed around the room they were in before landing back on her golden friend. "I understand that and you do perfectly fit the bill. I just don't think you're going about it the right way."

"What could you possibly mean," Goldust asked with an oblivious expression.

"I just mean covering his locker room walls in various photos of you doing sexy poses in lingerie, might have been a tad overboard."

Goldust shook his head and smiled at her. "No, it's perfect! I want him to know how serious I am about it, this is the way to do it!"

The young woman shrugged her shoulders and started towards the door with Goldust following behind her.

"To be fair I probably should have said that before helping you glue them all on."

As the door shut behind them the name written on it shined in the ceiling lights and read Viscera.

Abigail was trying her damndest to reach the coffee at the top of the cabinet. While she could have just crawled onto the counter and gotten it, she had already got in trouble for doing that too many times.

Fucking, short ass legs, all I want is a cup of coffee. Why have the gods forsaken me?

She was just about to give up on it when she heard a voice from above her, "Here I got it for ya."

A large hand reached into the cabinet and lowered the coffee down to her. The young woman gave a squeal of delight and turned and hugged her savior.

Big Show was giving her a giant smile as he patted her back. It had been a while since she had seen the large man. Which was strange since it was hard to miss him seeing as how he was the same height as Kane.

"How are you little one," He asked giving her a pat on the head.

Abigail pulled away and shook the box of coffee. "A lot better now that I can have a cup of joe. You want one?"

Big Show plugged in the coffee pot and started filling it with water. "Hell yes, It's been a long night."

Searching through the cabinets Abbie found a bag of chips. Ignoring Edge's name on the bag she opened them and began eating.

"I get it, it's been pretty boring for me. Well besides doing that little thing with Goldust."

Those words made Big Show stop in his tracks and look over at her. "What have you two done now?"

As Abigail went to answer they suddenly heard a lot of shouting. They both turned around just in time to see Goldust running past them as if his life depended on it. Not too far behind Viscera came speeding past holding a bunch of crumpled pictures in his fat fist.

Big Show seemed confused but Abigail just shook her head and said, "I told him it was a bad idea." Before eating another chip

Opening her dressing room door Abbie found Goldust sitting at her table. The minute her golden friend saw her he quickly got up and ran behind her, slamming the door shut.

"I may have been very mistaken about the plan," He said placing his hands on her shoulders, "I think I may have gotten us into a bit of trouble."

"Us? I told you it was overboard."

Goldust rolled his eyes. "Yeah after the pictures were already up. That's not the point though, Viscera went to Eric Bischoff and now I have a match with him tonight. Please come out with me. Don't leave me alone with him."

Abigail was surprised, for the first time he actually looked like he was really afraid. She pulled her friend into a tight embrace. "Of course I will, you know I have your back."

Her friend returned the embrace and whispered in her ear, "I have a really bad feeling about this Abbie."

"It's gonna be okay, I'll keep a close eye on you."

They heard a knock on her door and she felt Goldust flinch against her. Abigail told him to go hide in the bathroom and she would take care of whoever it was. After he was hidden she went over and opened the door. Standing in her doorway was a beautiful woman with light blonde, straight hair. Her eyes were a bright blue matching Abigails. She was dressed just as dramatically as ever, wearing a long, flowing, white dress.

Abigail let out a puff of air. "Angel, to what do I owe this honor?"

The woman gave her a slight smile but it was obvious she was there for business. Angel always had a motherly air about her. Which usually meant if she was around, someone was about to get scolded. Usually Abigail.

"It's good to see you sister, I see you've been having some fun again," The woman in white stated.

Abbie fought the urge to roll her eyes at her older sister and instead bit the inside of her cheek. "It's fine Angel, it was just a joke. Goldust will have a match against Viscera and then everything will go back to normal. Just like always."

Angel narrowed her eyes. "You shouldn't think that things will always be the way they were. You could be unpleasantly surprised. You can come out Goldust, it is only I."

Goldust poked his head out of the bathroom and sighed in relief when he saw it was Angel. "You nearly gave me a heart attack woman."

He came over and stood next to Abigail who looked back over at Angel and caught a look of sadness on her sister's face. She watched as Angel placed her hands on Goldust's upper arms and said, "Be careful in your match tonight. Things are not always as they seem."

That doesn't bode well.

Angel never warned anyone unless something really bad was about to happen. Abigail watched her sister leave before closing the door. Turning to face Goldust she could see the fear in her friend's face.

"Listen to me, buddy. I'm going to be right there beside you. I won't let anything bad happen okay? You need to get in the right headspace, or something bad could happen."

Goldust nodded at her words like a zombie and moved past her to sit on her sofa. Abigail bit her lip trying to think of how to snap him out of this before his match. She finally made her way over to him.

"Who are you?"

Her golden friend looked up at her like she was crazy for a moment before he replied, "I'm Goldust."

Abigail furrowed her brows at his words. "No you're . . .," Abbie paused to take in a deep breath and snapped her teeth, then said in a breathy tone, "Goldust."

He stared at her for a moment before she continued, " Now you are going to get your golden ass down to that ring tonight and you're going to tear Viscera apart. Then we are going to go out drinking with Boogeyman tonight! Do I make myself clear?!"

Goldust jumped up from the couch saluting her, "Ma'am yes ma'am!"

"That's what I like to hear, now let's go get this done! I want some tequila and bad karaoke!"

"Now coming down to the ring accompanied by Abigail, Goldust!"

Abbie was slightly trailing behind Goldust so he could do his usual entrance. Once they both stood in the ring and Goldust had removed his blonde wig, Viscera's theme hit.

Goldust stood his ground and Abigail stood next to him, her arm wrapped around his waist. The minute Viscera got in the ring he came charging at Goldust and Abigail quickly slid out of the way and out of the ring.

She watched with bated breath as they both took shots at each other. Goldust was fast and smart, knowing when to move out of the way and when to take his shots when he could. But Viscera was pure power, and it was going to be hard taking him down.

Everything was going well, Goldust was starting to take control and Abbie could practically taste his win. That's when everything went wrong. She was suddenly grabbed from behind and restrained from pulling away. In the ring, Goldust had noticed and went to help her before he was surrounded by other male superstars.

Looking around at them she could tell it was everyone she and Goldust had played harmless jokes on. She wished she could see who was retraining her but they stayed out of her line of vision. Her breath caught in her throat as she looked back up into the ring to see them all attacking Goldust.

She tried so hard to pull out of her captor's arms, to no avail. The only thing she could hear was them laughing behind her as Goldust was getting overrun. Tears were forming in her eyes and she screamed at the top of her lungs for them to stop.

Music blasted through the arena but all Abigail could see was her friend laying in the middle of the ring with blood covering his face. The man holding her suddenly released her as they went after whoever had come out. From the corner of her eye, she could make out Big Show throwing everyone out of the ring and chasing them up the ramp.

Abbie, being racked by the sobs running through her body, crawled into the ring and over to her friend. As carefully as she could she placed his head in her lap. Tears were streaming out of her eyes as she tried to wipe the blood away.

"I'm so sorry, I said I would protect you and I couldn't even do that. Please be okay."

The crowd started shouting and she looked to the side to see Viscera still there outside the ring looking in. An evil smile lit up his face and Abigail could feel her blood boiling beneath her skin.

A scream ripped out of her throat so loud that she thought she would lose her voice. A loud crack sounded around her and suddenly the ring ropes were on fire, barring the way. Viscera fell backward and scrambled to get up the ramp and into the back.

Abbie looked around at the ropes, before looking back down at her friend. She had no idea what had just happened but she didn't care either. Her tears started flowing anew and she leaned down letting her forehead softly touch his as the ropes burned around them.

Angel stared at the tv screen with sad eyes as she watched her sister crawl over to Goldust. She knew something bad was going to happen but she didn't know exactly what. Her heart was breaking for her little sister.

Viscera appeared outside of the ring and the scream Abigail let out struck a sudden fear in Angel as she watched lightning bolts strike the turnbuckles on the ring, causing the ropes to set on fire.

Angel covered her mouth and the sadness she felt increased tenfold. Her face had gone blank as she pulled out her phone and made a call she had been hoping she wouldn't have to make. As the phone rang she said a silent prayer for her youngest sister. What she could possibly go through would be hard. The actual outcome could be worse.

The person on the other end picked up and with a tear sliding down her cheek Angel said, "It's time."

Anger, unlike any Abigail, had ever felt was coursing through her chest. The referees had had to put out the fires before the EMTs could get Goldust out of the ring. She followed them up until they put him in the ambulance. Everything in her wanted her to go with him, but she couldn't. There was something she had to do first.

She wanted blood, could practically taste it. For her vengeance though she was going to need help, and there was only one person she could go to for that. While Big Show had been the one to come to their rescue he wouldn't have the stomach for what she wanted to do. Which left one person.

Abigail all but threw open the door leading down into the dark places of the stadium. Her anger fueled her keeping any doubts out of her mind. She made her way down until she hit a concrete floor and walked further into the darkness. The lights above her were dim with an eerie red glow. He was here somewhere.

She came to the open area of the boiler room and stood in front of it. He had to be around here. Her whole body tensed up as she heard a sound in the darkness. Abbie turned to see Kane barely stepping out of the shadows.

Her hands gripped into tight fists as she turned to face him, the fire behind her blazing like the fire in her eyes.

"I need your help."