It was Sunday, it was Vengeance. And I was sure all hell was going to break loose. I was sitting back stage, pacing. I was worried and not many people could tell. Phil had been given a locker room with Hunter so I knew he was somewhat protected when he was in there but the worry didn't go away. I knew Mark was supposed to re-debut tonight but I didn't know when or how, that's what worried me. I was basically walking circles around my locker room when my mom came in.
"Brooke, I know you are worried and you should be." I looked up at her and saw what she had in her arms. It was my ring-gear everything from the clothes I always wear to my shades to my weapon. "I overheard Mark. He said he was going to take out Phil because he wanted his Angel back. I like Phil he's good for you. I don't want him gone especially now with the wedding so close. I don't like you in the ring, but this one time you have to go out there. He's going after Phil during his match. Do what you have to. But please don't get hurt." With those pleas she put my gear down and left my locker room.
Phil's match was in the middle of the pay per view, so I didn't have long to prepare. But I had to text Phil. You are going to be in good hands tonight. If anything happens that you don't expect, please trust me to do what I know is right. You are MY angel, my inked angel that keeps me going. Never forget that. BLMB
I got a text back of, whatever you do, be careful. I'll help you if you need it, because you can be Angel of the WWE, but you will always be my inked angel, with a tattooed halo. PJB
I read that and realized he was right. Because I was Angel in the WWE, didn't mean that I couldn't be Brooke out of it. I was in the WWE at the moment that meant that this demonic angel was escaping hell, at least for the night. I texted Shane who was helping to set up the pyro and such. Shane get Angel's pyro and video up. I'm going to need it for the evening.
I got ready as quickly as I could. But didn't spare any details. By the time I was ready, Phil's match was just about to start. I waited until I was sure all of the contestants in the match were out there, and that Taker had gone to the gorilla position to go out, to leave my locker room. I was in Angle mode as my mom used to say. My strikes and accuracy put Orton to shame. I was about half way down the hallway when the gong tolled. I could see Taker heading out to the ring faster than he normally would.
When I got to the gorilla positing he was pulling Phil out of the ring to beat him down. But it didn't get very far. When the lights went out then turned red and finally the first chords of AC/DC's Highway to Hell started did he realize what was happening. I took off down that ramp faster than anyone in the WWE. But Taker hadn't let go of Phil.
I was able to get him off of Phil with a baseball bat wrapped in heavy duty chain. He fell quickly. Looking up at me, I was sure he saw the demon he wanted me to be. It wasn't often that I embraced the demonic side of me but this time, I needed it and I fed off of it. I raised the bat and hit him again. I could hear him pleading, "Angel don't, I needed you to be powerful. I need you Angel. You are the only reason I am the dead man."
"You want to be the dead man I can make you a dead man. I am Angel for this night only just like you are the Undertaker for this night only. Because tomorrow you are being introduced to the ring as Mark Calaway, and I'll be Brooke McMahon for once and for all." He looked shocked for a moment and then he nodded. He understood that there was no need for demons in the WWE. And I put a stop to it with just a couple of swing with a bat.
I looked up from Mark and into Phil's eyes. He looked relieved. I guess it was because I wasn't going to lose control any more. And neither would Mark. The lights went out to signal that Mark and I needed to disappear. We quickly ran back stage so that Phil's match could continue.
We ended up in my locker room. When I looked in the mirror I realized how creepy I could look. "It's been a long time since I had someone put me in my place. I'm glad it was you Brooke."
I whipped my head around when he said my name. "You just called me Brooke. You have never called me Brooke the only people that call me Brooke are the ones who care about me."
"Yeah, and I do care about you. Why do you think I went after Phil? I know you. I knew if you loved someone with your whole heart you would do what you could to protect them. I honestly expected you to come beat the shit out of me for trying to hurt Phil, like I'm sure he would if I tried to hurt you." He walked over, to me and looked me in the eye. "Brooke you are the little sister I never had. I'd kill to protect you. I want you to be happy."
I could feel tears fill my eyes. No one except the two men I ever gave my heart to and my mom has wanted me to be happy. "Thanks Mark."
"By the way, your mom told me you were getting married. Said that your dad didn't want to walk you down the aisle. She asked me to do it. I get to give you away to Phil. I will only do it if you want me too. And if you really want to go through with being married." He laughed.
"Yes I want to be married. I'd love for you to give me away Mark you are more of a father then my dad was." He hugged me and kissed the top of my head.
Just then the door swung open. "Aw isn't that cute." I raised my head to see Hunter standing in the doorway.
"Yes?" I was being sarcastic I knew what he wanted.
"Phil wants to talk to you." He shrunk away as I pulled away from Mark and went towards the door.
