Guess Who

Now when I say my Godfather came for a visit…I wasn't saying that I was excited. You see, my Godfather isn't just anyone. He is the phenom of the WWF….the American badass himself, the Undertaker. I hadn't seen him since I was two so I guess it's safe to say I really didn't know him that well. However, based off of some videos and a few shows I had seen, he wasn't the right guy to mess with…

Anyways, I was just getting off the bus from a wonderful day at school. I was very excited because I was picked to be this year's cheer captain and I was only a sophomore. Not only that but we had our first pep rally that day and it went very well. I was a little caught off guard when I saw not only my dad's car parked in front of the mansion, but a big silver pick-up truck was parked there as well. I wasn't too sure where I had seen that truck before, but it did look familiar.

I walked up onto my porch and twisted the door knob only to find it locked. I sighed and dug into my cheer bag for my house key. I then unlocked the door and stepped into the house. I immediately heard my dad's big mouth coming from the living room. I was about to just sneak up to my room when I saw my dad's head peak out from entrance to the sitting room.

"Hey sweetie, come on down here someone came to see you." He said.

I sighed, "If it's that idiot you've been trying to get me to date, you can forget it."

My dad had been trying to get me to date some guy named Jack Ryder for almost a month now…that guy irritated me to no end and constantly came over to my locker at school just to make himself look good. I swore, he only liked me because I was John Cena's daughter…

My dad laughed, "No it's not him I swear."

"How old is she now?" the guest said. I was a little startled to hear his voice. It sounded a whole lot like the Undertaker…but I didn't want to jinx myself.

"Sixteen." My dad answered. "Sixteen and tall as hell."

I put down my cheer bag and then headed down the hall to where my dad and his guest was sitting.

"This had better be good dad." I said just before I turned the corner.

My dad smiled when I turned the corner and came face to face with The Undertaker. My look of annoyance quickly vanished into fear as my eyes widened and my arms unfolded.

He was standing near our flat screen TV wearing a black hoodie and some light blue jeans. His hair was cut short with jet black coloring and a red bandana to top it all off. He smiled at me and then slowly took off his sunglasses. His green eyes caught me by surprise as he stared right at me with a smile.

"Well, well, well…look how much you've grown." He said, "I take it you don't remember me?"

I blinked a few times, "I don't need to remember you…I already know who you are."

He shook his head, "Wow she's got a mouth like her mother."

My dad nodded, "Yes indeed she does. Anyways Kitty, your Godfather is going to be in town for the weekend so he'll be staying here for a few days alright?"

I gulped, "Uh…here…you're not going to be choke slamming me through tables right?"

He laughed, "Oh…so that's why your so scared of me?"

"Who wouldn't be…I mean you do realize who you are right?" I asked.

He sighed, "Katrina. I may be the Undertaker during work, but as long as I'm outside of that…I'm just your godfather or you can call me Mark."

I smiled a little at how sincere he actually sounded. "Oh ok then."

"So now that, that's out of the way, can I have a hug now?" he asked.

I smiled and walked over to him, embracing him gently.

"Oh come on I know you can do better than that. Your mother used to squeeze the living daylights out of me." He told me.

I giggled and squeezed him more. Somehow while we hugged I felt a strange sensation rise within me.

"Ok…can I please go change out of this uniform now? I'm really hot." I said.

My dad shrugged me off and I quickly left the room.

"Damn she's even got her mother's beauty." I heard my godfather say. "How has she been?"

My dad sighed, "Well if you would have come and seen her more often you would know."

The Undertaker sighed, "Look, you and I both know I've been real busy working for our company. I can't help that my character is real popular now."

"True, but she's been good from as far as I can see."

"Are you sure? She seems distant." He said.

My dad chuckled, "She's alright, you know…just a teen trying to find her way."

I rolled my eyes. There was no way my father would even know that. I mean he never pays me any attention as it is. I continued my walk up to my room wondering just how this weekend was going to go.

As soon as I got to my room, I changed into some white pajama shorts and a white beater. I then put on a yellow long sleeved jacket that I zipped halfway up, letting my breast have some breathing room. I then pulled my long light brown hair up into a pony tail and took out my contacts. Last, I put on my glasses, then lotioned my legs, and then slid into my favorite bunny slippers before heading back downstairs to join the guys…well…guy.

My dad was nowhere to be found when I came back down to the living room. Mark was up walking around, looking at all my pictures from when I was growing up.

"Having fun?" I asked as I took a seat on the couch and crossed my legs.

He turned around and smiled, "Yes…just trying to catch up on a few things I missed over the years."

I nodded and then took off my slippers. He sat down on the other end of the couch as I pulled my legs up onto the couch. "So…where is my dad?"

He chuckled, "He said he had to go pick up a shorty….whatever the fuck that means."

I nodded with a smile, "He says that a lot. It means he's going to pick up the next hoe of the week."

He laughed, "Man you really do have a mouth like your mom."

I chuckled, "I wish I could have heard her voice…"

He fell silent, "Oh…I'm sorry Kat."

"It's cool. I didn't get to know her so I guess it's cool that you talk about her." I told him.

He nodded, "Yea true…anyways I hope we get to know each other well because I would really like to be a part of your life."

I smiled, "That would be nice…it's not like I have anyone to talk to around here anyways."

He nodded, "Well alright, what do you say we head out for a little bit. Maybe you can give me a tour of this town?"

I nodded, "Ok. Well let me go put on my shoes and I'll be back down."

He smiled as I got up and headed back upstairs to change my shoes. I had no idea that simply meeting him was the start of something brand new.