Disclaimer: This is my story. I posted it once before but that was a mess up. I do not own any of the WWE Superstars they are property of themselves and Vince McMahon I wish I did own a few of them. -. I also do not own any rockstars or TV stars in this story. I only own Anya, Carlos, Anya's Aunt and Uncle and any friends of Anya that are not stars. This is only for fun please don't sue. Anything important like translations will be in parenthises.
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Chapter 9
Mark's POV
Tazz helped us out at the ring and right now I'm on the way to the whole way to the hotel she stayed sleeping. The next morning there was a harsh knock at the door. "Yes?" "WHERE IS SHE?" "Sleeping Mr. Valo. She's fine, I'm her father, and I'll make sure she won't be wrestling for awhile." "I don't care, she shouldn't be in this environment, and I'm concerned." "I know, don't worry." "Fine here give her this letter. I've got to go." "Bye." I can't believe the nerve of that guy. I mean come on... "Daddy? Was that Ville?" "Yeah, he had to go. He left this though." I handed her the envelope and she started getting ready. "What are you doing?" "Gettin' ready." "NO YOURSTILL HURT!" "So..." "Fine."
Anya's POV
After I got ready dad left and I sat on the bed and read the letter Ville left me.
Armas Anya ,
I-KIRJAIN odottaa te koetella vedonlyj. I-KIRJAIN kanisteri ei arvella ett te aari ajava jokin joten vaarallinen. Mik aina esiinty jotta apulainen joka palvelukseen halutaan jotta olla laulaja kotona liitty yhteen? I-KIRJAIN halu te rethink sinun virkaura herkullinen. Joten I-KIRJAIN odottaa te johtua jotta Suomi avulla we aikana alkulhde aika. Se on sinun is ja sinun pttminen tokko te haluta jotta johtua eli ei. Kummuta haluta ajatella jokseenkin veres virkaura herkullinen ajaksi we. Linde Burton , Sski , Bensiini , ja itse toivoisin olevani sikhtnyt jotta kalma. Haluta hertt ja ajaa ei olla vieras.
Lempi te joten hyvin ,
Ville, Linde, Midge, Burton, and Gas.
Dear Anya,
I hope you feel better. I can not believe that you are doing something so dangerous. What ever happened to the girl who wanted to be a singer in a band? I wish you would rethink your career choice. So I hope you would come to Finland with me during the spring time. It is your father's and your decision if you want to come or not. Well please think about a new career choice for me. Linde, Burton, Midge, Gas, and myself were scared to death. Please call and do not be a stranger.
Love you so much,
Ville, Linde, Midge, Burton, and Gas.)
Enclosed in the envelope was my ticket, passport, and Ville's cell phone. I grabbed my keys and my license and left to the arena. When I got there I went to my Locke room and headed to my dad's and knocked. "Who's there?" "It's me!" I said walking in. "Hey Daddy, can I go to Finland in the spring? Ville said I could stay with him." "I don't know." "Please!" "Okay, fine." I called Ville up and told him the plan. After I hung up I did my stretches and went out to fight Lita. Half-way through I was pushed down from the back and something sharp hit my side. I turned my head to see Angle with a metal bat covered in barbed wire and The Spirit Squad with weapons of their own. They came at me at full force and started attacking me along with Lita. All I can remember is the pain and being driven into the stairs before blacking out.
Glen's POV
Well I was walking to the Curtin to my match when The Spirit Squad and Angle run out so I just brushed it off and waited. I heard someone screaming so I ran out there and saw them drive Anya into the stairs. I pulled them off as Mark ran out we started beating the crap out of them when I picked up my niece and carried her backstage. The Mets took her to the hospital and I ran back out there. "If you ever lay another hand on my daughter I will personally make sure you do not REST IN PIECE!" Mark yelled I ran over to him and told him he nodded his head and we took to the hospital.
Mark's POV
We got to the hospital and waited and waited and waited until about 3 Am and the doctor came out. "She lost a lot of blood and she'll have to take it easy for awhile she's sleeping right now. You can come back in the morning." I looked down trying to hold back tears. "Thanks. Come on Mark." Glen and I walked out of the hospital and I broke down. "Hey, man it's okay, she'll be fine." "I-I- I should have been able to stop it. I couldn't help her. She almost died." "Mark, it's gonna be fine." He pulled me into a hug and we left back at the hotel.
F.F. 5 Days till Summer Slam. Anya's POV
I'm back and feeling great. Dad and I already kicked Kurt and the Spirit Squad's asses!! "Hey Shawn, what's on the agenda today?" "Fight with Shane McMahon." "Sucks to be you, yeah well your coming out there with me." "Damn." We started laughing and then made our entrance doing a few crotch-chops and I did the rock sign. After Shawn kicked Shane's ass and made him kiss Triple H's ass my dad came out with a microphone. "What the hell is this I hear?" "What?" "Your challenging me to a Fire match?" "No..." "According to Mr. McMahon, you are, if it's a fire match you want, you got!" He stormed off looking pissed. We went backstage and I went to the hotel early and my own room. I left a note stating I didn't do it and left.
Mr. McMahon's POV
I falsified Anya sating she wanted a fire match to break up their bond and guess what it worked.