Chapter 29

Tonight should be a monumental night on Raw. With it being the final Raw before a well trained for Bragging Rights pay-per-view, the team I formed is supposed to be publically announced. Stephanie McMahon, who is still taking charge of the company for her dad, told me I could either keep Bret or Daniel a secret. Not both. So after much talking with the team we chose to reveal Bret. True, he's an asset but Daniel Bryan was one of them, he knows how they think. Keeping him hidden is more important to learning about how to take them down.

I'm working on picking ring gear for tonight while listening to the sound of Riot by Three Days Grace. It's a fitting song for a fitting night. I have a feeling that tonight could end in one thing and one thing only: mass chaos. The Nexus is going to try something, I can feel it. I hear the door open and turn my head just enough to see who it is: Micheal Tarver. I immediately turn, hands raised and ready to fight. After all, I've never heard Tarver actually talk. That is, until he opens his mouth and says, "Sorry."

My minds bewildered and I don't let my guard down. He's sorry? What the hell does he have to be sorry about? "For?"

"When Wade beat Evan Bourne and had your son Louis," Tarver replies. "I thought that was low, even for him. i can't stand to see families seperated ever since...never mind...I just came to tell you I was sorry he did it."

I can't believe big old Micheal Tarver has a soft spot for families. "You know...you can tell me the reason you can't stand to see families seperated. I'm not going to judge."

He looks at the door and then back at me before taking a seat on the bench near me. "Well...uh...guess it's partially cuz of my childhood and of losin' my wife. When I was a kid, I went through a lot of foster homes when I was litte. Y'see, my folks were gunned down. We lived in the bad part of Cleveland and they were killed for a television and $100. I got out of Cleveland when I could, moved somewhere nicer. I met the girl of my dreams, Emilie. We got married a few years later and she was gonna have my baby. We had a boy, named him Spencer." there's a pause and he looks down at his feet, "She died in childbirth. I had been persuing a career with the WWE then. I had to take a step back. I thought I was never gonna have another chance. And then Carlito Colon came up to me after seeing me working out with some buddies at the gym and offered me the position as his rookie on NXT. I took it. Left Spencer with his grandmother, Terra. All of this, it's just so I can make a living for my son. I wouldn't be doing it if I didn't have to."

I let that story sink in and find myself whiping tears away, "Wow...just...wow..."

"Yeah," Tarver says, looking at me. "So...uh...like I said, I'm sorry."

I pause, "You don't have to work for him. There's other options..."

"If I don't work for Wade, this dreams over. I can't get a real job outside of this, I didn't get enough schooling. Hell, I'm working on my GED as it is."

"Vince makes the rules here, Micheal, not Wade. Sure Vince is out right now but I was in Steph's office earlier and she commended your fighting style. You'll still have a job even if you're not working with Barett," I smile.

"I guess you're right," he replies, nodding his head. He stands, once again towering over me, "You know...I think you've influenced some of the other boys on the team too."

I grin at him, "I'm only here to offer someone to talk to. It's not my fault if I'm a better listener than Barett."

He laughs, "Speakin' of which I need to get back or he'll throw a hissy fit. This is between us right? No other members of your team are gonna know?"

"My lips are sealed." I smile at him. Micheal nods and exits the room. I go back to picking out what I'm going to wear tonight and finally settle on a black tank top with a skull wearing pink glasses (the new logo that's going on the Hart Dynasty, the decided tag team name of David and Natalya and Tyson), black leather pants with a silver chain belt, and my black stiletto's. As I'm changing I hear a knock on the door. What is this, talk to Meghan night? I finish changing and cross to the door, opening it to see John standing there. "Oh, hey Cena. Whats up?"

"What was Tarver doing in here?" John asks.

"He just wanted to talk," I smile. After all, a lady has to keep her word.

"Oh," John nods. "Anyways, we have to be out in a few minutes."

"Damn it's time already! I haven't even put my makeup on yet!" I reply, looking up at the clock. I guess I wasn't paying as much attention to the time as I thought.

"Do you want me to go and introduce the team and intro you last?" John asks.

"Nah, I'll be fine. Just let me..." I trail off as I put on my pink eyeshadow and my neutral foundation quickly. "There."

"Wow, record time. I don't think I've ever seen Robyn put on her makeup as fast as you just did," John replies as we leave my room.

"Robyn's never had to face down one of the toughest factions in WWE history has she?" I ask. We get to the backstage entrance ramp where the rest of the team, excluding Daniel Bryan who was the night of, waits for my music to hit. The Nexus is in the ring, Wade talking about something that no one cares about.

"CUZ WHEN IT FEELS/LIKE A KICK IN/THE TEETH I CAN/TAKE IT THROW YOUR/STONES AND YOU WON'T/SEE ME BREAK IT/SAY WHAT YOU WILL/TAKE YOUR SHOT YOUR/SETTING ME FREE WITH/ONE MORE KICK IN/THE TEETH..." my theme song starts. I take a mic from the backstage tech as I walk out and stand on the entrance.

"Wade, Wade, Wade. I'd like to tell you that what you said was wrong or right but, frankly, I wasn't listening." I smirk as the fans go wild at my rudeness. I walk down to stand just outside of the ring, "See, when times are tough and men like you and your cronies take control, there's always some uprising. This is no different."

"Oh really Meghan," Wade sneers, "Who would possibly team up with you to take down us? You're husband and you're best friends are out of action because of us."

"You see, it's like this," I smirk. "When a tyrant and his followers try to threaten people and the values we hold so dear, anyone can become friends. Now, let me introduce you to my team."

"YOUR TIME IS UP/MY TIME IS NOW/YOU CAN'T SEE ME/MY TIME IS NOW/IT'S THE FRANCHISE BOY/I'M SHINING NOW YOU/CAN'T SEE ME MY/TIME IS NOW..." Cena's theme song begins and the thousands in attendance are on there feet. John runs down the ramp and stands next to me on my right, clapping a hand to my shoulder and smiling at the Nexus.

"NOW LISTEN THIS AIN'T/NO MAKE BELIEVE C'MON/OPEN YOUR EYES AND/SEE NOW GET UP/GET UP AND FOLLOW/ME I'M GONNA SHOW/YOU WHAT THE FUTURE/CAN BE..." Morrison's theme starts and the fans are still going crazy. He walks out, not in his usually fur coat and sparkly pants, but instead in just a pair of blue jeans and black work boots. His hair is pulled into a ponytail at the back of his head and he looks great. He stands on my left and crosses his arms over his broad chest.

"PEOPLE OVER THERE WHAT'S/UP IF YOU FEEL/ME STAND UP AND/SAY WHATS UP, WHATS/UP WHATS UP WHATS/UP..." R-Truth runs out and down the ramp in his usual ring gear, the fans loving his entrance almost as much as Morrison's. He stands to the left of Morrison, seeing as how they're best friends and all, and smirks at the Nexus.

I raise the microphone to my lips and say, "And seeing as how you guys got rid of Darren Young, that leaves me with only two other members to reveal. One you'll get to know now and one, well, he's going to be our little secret. But trust me, you'll love the one I get to reveal right now." Brett's theme music starts and the fans scream in excitement. They're cheering for him and he's proud of it. He walks to stand to the right of Cena.

"So you brought an old man out of retirement for us to beat the hell out of?" Wade sneers, though I can see admiration in the eyes of Skip Sheffield who stands behind him.

Brett takes the microphone from me and says, "It isn't about the age of the dog in the fight, it's about the amount of fight in the dog. I've still got what it takes to take down a man like you."

He hands the microphone back to me and I smile, "Now, I think there's something else we wanted to do tonight, right boys?" I smirk. The team nods, cracking knuckles and rolling shoulders back. We run into the ring, ready to fight. Ready to win. Unfortunately, the Nexus has other plans. They high tail it out of there. My team is left victorious in the ring, standing there, ready to fight the Nexus should they decide to come back.

Let's just hope we can be this victorious Sunday.