Fanfiction Disclaimer - THIS IS A NEW STORY

Titel: From Munich to San Antonio

Characters involved: OC: Charly, Sofia

Wrestlers: Shawn Michaels, Paul Levesque, Kevin Nash, Scott Hall, Jeff Hardy, Mark Callaway, Adam Coleman, Randy Orton

Story summary: Charly, 18, and her best friend Sofia making their way to the European Rampage Event in Munich 1992. What will happen when this shy girl meets her crush for the first time? What happens when Shawn is seeing what's underneath the shell? Will something happen at all?

I do not own any of the mentioned Characters except my OC's. I respect the sexual orientation in this story, but I am changing the background story because of the "measure to fit" for this fanfiction.

Reviews would help - because it's my first fanfiction at all and I am editing the story right now - so it turns out as it should. - Thanks

**** A big thanks to Cissa-Lycoris-Black; for the help full review so far ****

Edited: 01/03/21

[Chapter 1] Munich we are coming

April 2nd, 1992

4 weeks ago, the biggest birthday party she could imagine. 18 and she got the best birthday gift ever. Tickets for her favorite guy… in April I will be in Munich, she thought by herself. Will be an amazing weekend with all those guys and the one guy she had the biggest crush ever on- what big event we are talking about? European Rampage Again Tour 1992 for sure. Since 1989 she was watching pro-wrestling and since 1991 she had a crush on one guy, she never would have mentioned it to someone. That young guy with dark blond, long hair really captured her completely. Each Monday night she would sit in front of the TV and wait for her guy to show up. He was a hell bit older than Charly, 9 years to be exact. Everyone would have told her too old for you, babe. But she would just ignore it.

It's April 3rd and Charly is on her way to pick up her driver's license. One week, only one week left and I am on my way to Munich. Back home, she already prepared for the trip. The weekend of my life, she thought. She was so proud of her birthday gift, an expensive ticket ringside—first row. Oh my, I will have a direct view…..

April 9th, 1992

The doorbell rang. "Hi", her best friend Sofia had arrived and entered her home just with no further questions.

"What are you doing here, you supposed to show up tomorrow?", Charly wondered.

"Couldn't wait any longer. We should drive this night already."

Sofia was a bit taller than Charly herself, but not that much. Small girls not taller than 5ft 2 for Charly and 5ft 4 for Sofia, while Sofia had long brown hair, loved jeans and t-shirts—Charly was the crazy chick in this friendship. A more gothic girl than anything else, she had long gray hair, some tattoos: a cross on her right arm—praying hands on the left—two scripture quotes on the right shoulder a Pegasus on left - 5 butterflies on her back with names and dates and this special tattoo on her right hip; this dagger with that heart but for no one to see; a piercing in the lip and one in her tongue, leather cloth all over incl. the dark black makeup and yes, she loved cosplay.

"Your outfit ready?" Sofia asked. Charly was irritated, "No, I can't get the patches on my chaps". Sofia laughed loud "Ok, babe let's do this. You are getting our car ready and I will fix your cosplay outfit, deal?" "I warn you, Sofia, no clear signs of the guy you understand?" But Sofia already had made up her mind and the patches ready, a little DX for Charly's leather jacket, a little HBK on her leggings, not to forget her leather cap. Sofia could be bitchy and yes, she was because she was annoyed by Charly's "I like him so much, but no one shall know." "Believe me, babe, this time no way out." Sofia muttered. As Sofia was done, she just put every piece in Charly's luggage before she came back.

"Ok, Sofia, the car is ready, let's go" Charly came back, took her luggage and the two of them made their way down to the car and a few minutes later they were on the road heading to Munich. They planned to travel for 2 days because Charly had her license new and no experience in driving that long, so they planned more breaks and overnight on half the way.

Sofia knew it would be a hell of a ride with Charly and her strange taste of music, a little gothic, mostly Meatloaf, some songs from The Sweet and a little Elvis in between, this playlist would go on for two fucking days and nights, Sofia's last thought before she took a nap:" That chick is going to kill me." While there was running Paradise by the Dashboard Light by Meatloaf and Charly was singing as if she would be the next world best Rockstar.

Thursday, April 12th, 1992

Sofia woke up to The Sweet—Teenage Rampage followed by Meatloaf—All revved up with no place to go and a still singing Charly, who had the best time of her life. And mid in all this Hard and Glam rock, Elvis—In the Ghetto. The girls arrived at the hotel in Munich. Parking behind an Airport Shuttle bus, they took out the luggage, and Elvis running as loud as everybody could hear it. Ok strange sight, a gothic girl singing Elvis…. Ha, and Charly didn't even see the three guys, Shawn Michaels, Brian Knobbs, and Jerry Sags standing in front of the main entrance, watching her singing Elvis and taking the luggage out of the car. Charly got back and started watching out for a parking lot.

[Charly... POV]

I just don't know why I chose Sofia. She will embarrass me, wherever she can, I know that. The question wasn't if, it was when and how. Thank you damn chick; I park the car on the other side of the big parking lot oh yeah because I like such walks so much. While I was complaining about myself about my best friend, I didn't even realize that this Airport Shuttle was still parking in front of the hotel and the complete card was still leaving this shuttle. Every Wrestler on the card for Saturday was joining the hotel lobby, and I had to go by to reach out to Sofia.

I will survive this, I made my way towards Sofia, through this bunch of guys trying not to look up, keeping my eyes on the ground, I bumped full speed into a wall. "Ouch- Uhm—sorry—didn't mean to …" I stuttered. "No problem"—I was freezing, I knew this voice, Oh noooo, not he. I blushed as I looked up, I knew already whom I was going to look at. I tried to make my way around him, looking at the ground, hoping he wouldn't see that my face turned into the red of a traffic light. He made his way to Jerry Sags and Brian Knobbs and I heard them talking, "Sweet chick Shawn, something for you?" Jerry Sags laughs "She definitely is, but not a chick anymore." Shawn answered. If he just knew that I am just that - a chick, just 18.

My style often was the reason that everybody guessed me older as I was. I made it to Sofia, and I was blushing as red as a tomato. "Ok, Sofia, let's check-in, and let's get the hell out of this Lobby" I begged her. Sofia just shook her head. We checked in and made our way to our rooms. Single rooms, I can't fix Sofia in the room too, I needed some private space just for me, as did she. Knocking on the door. Sofia came in," just to inform you babe tonight is party night." "I can't have no outfit, why didn't you tell me, damn." "C'mon Charly, you have an outfit, those nice pants with the chaps and the leather jacket." " Sofia, you must be joking. I can't wear this in the bar."

"Charly, yes you can but ok I forgot you're a coward".

I hate that woman, what did I think to share my tickets with this goddamn bitch. Is she really calling me a coward? Ok, you got it. "Ok, Sofia, you won, see you tonight." Sofia left, smiling and muttering on the way back to her rum, "I told you, this time no way out."

I was packing up my stuff after Sofia left. Just putting the outfit package aside, without even checking on it. I felt ugly after a two-day's ride in my new car and decided it was time to take a shower and changed into something new. I made my way to Sofia's rum, knocked on her door, and picked her up for lunch. Sofia, best friends since preschool, could sometimes be a jerk like today.

"What's up blackbird, hungry?" Sofia asked me in her usual way to make me be more outgoing. In her mind, I should have been much cockier and bitchier and not that quite young woman I used to be.

"Don't call me that, just don't" I was still tired from traveling but Sofia pushed my way down to the restaurant. Why should I complain she wouldn't give up, anyway? I thought about the idea to eat in that little restaurant and had to be overbooked since all the Wrestlers were eating there too.

"Couldn't they have picked a different table?" me talking to myself, but as loud as I expected Sofia to explain, why not? I took a seat and ordered my food. Actually, I ordered my German dark beer—Guinness type - too. Not far away they had fixed an oversize table so the guys could be on their own. Ok, not far away was a little overestimated, it was the table beside ours.

[Sofia ..POV]

This woman is just amazing. Coming here just to see Shawn bumping into him in that lobby and what does she do… "didn't mean to sorry…." Ahh, How shall this weekend go if she's that shy? I promised her the weekend of her life and I am going to do right by that.

The restaurant was overbooked for sure, but I had got the perfect table for our lunch. She didn't even look when he entered. What do I need to do to get that woman out of her personal cave?

[Shawn…POV]

"Oh, Jerry, shut up. That's Elvis, where is that coming from?" I asked and looked around. A car came by and was parking behind our Shuttle bus. Surprised by what I saw, that girl should go. She stormed into the lobby and was gone. The compact car still running, the driver's door opened and this young woman showed up singing with a rough deep voice and totally focused on her luggage:

People, don't you understand
The child needs a helping hand
Or he'll grow to be an angry young man some day
Take a look at you and me,
Are we too blind to see,
Do we simply turn our heads
And look the other way

Well the world turns
And a hungry little boy with a runny nose
Plays in the street as the cold wind blows
In the ghetto

I just watched while she got back in the car and drove towards the parking lot. Ok, that's it, she's gone my bad. I had just checked in and made my way back through the lobby. Heading towards Jerry and Brian, someone crashed into me "Ouch- Uhm—sorry—didn't mean to …" she stuttered. "No problem," I said. I looked down and was surprised about what caught my eye. There she is again; I am a lucky one.

She didn't even lookup. Just tried to disappear, and I made my way to the guys I was heading to. "Sweet chick Shawn, something for you?" Jerry Sags laughs "She definitely is, but not a chick anymore." I answered. We made it to our rooms, "Ok see ya at lunch in the restaurant" I yelled towards Jerry and Brian. "For sure, see ya."

I entered the restaurant and took my place at the table; there she was, right in front of me.