Chapter one

Penn State

June 12th, 2006

Electricity is buzzing through Penn State tonight. I walk through the back of the venue with a sense of pride that only comes with being a returning WWE superstar. Coming to Raw after being away from the business for four years was an easy decision. Something in my bones told me that I'm needed here. As I walk by the bathrooms two older men walk out and throw up the Turkish wolf head.

I smile and throw it back at them and keep walking. We've been ruling for a long time. And it looks like it's gonna stay that way since my brother married the boss' daughter... And knocked her up. Shawn Michaels, Hunter Hearst Helmsley, Scott Hall, Kevin Nash, and the 123 kid brought me into the fold in nineteen ninety-five. I can remember my first day in the WWF like it was yesterday...

May 20th, 1995

" I took a fucking wrong turn! Why did I do that! " I scream and pound on my steering wheel.

I'm going to be late for my third real taping of RAW and this is unacceptable. Pushing the gas a little harder I look at the clock one more time. Fuck getting a ticket I need to be on time. Pulling up to the venue I sigh in relief. I make it with fifteen minutes to spare since I did ninety the whole way.

I get out of the rental and go in the trunk to get my bags when I hear a whistle. The Las Vegas heat is torture so all I have on is cut off shorts and a white tank. Turning around I see a group of guys leaning against an Astro van twenty feet away. My eyes immediately go to a familiar face and I freeze up. Putting my sunglasses on I advert my eyes away from his piercing gaze as I try to make my way into the arena.

" Chloe wait! "

Stopping in my tracks it's almost like I could hear a record skip. Standing completely still I hope he just disappears. No such luck. I feel a huge hand placed on my shoulder and finally turn around but not looking in his eyes still.

" Chloe I've been waiting for you to show up for an hour. " He says thoroughly confusing me.

Finally, looking up at him I say, " why? "

" What do you mean why? Do you really think I'm going to let my sister continue to travel alone? I tried to get to you after the last city but you were too fast for me. "

My mind goes fuzzy at his admission. " Did you just call me your sister? "

Okay, now he's looking at me like I've grown three heads. " Isn't that what you are? "

I'm stunned once more. For a moment there's a look of guilt in his eyes, but it passes. " Come on Chloe I want you to meet the guys. " He says pulling me along to the three huge men that have been staring at us this whole time. " Chloe, this is Shawn, Kid, Scott, and Kevin. Guys this is my sister Chloe. "

" It's nice to meet you. " I say as if I don't know who these men are.

" We've been watching you since you started your dark matches. You trained up in Canada with the Hart, foundation right? " Kevin asks.

Nodding I say, " Yeah Bret and Anvil have really helped me where technique is concerned. "

Shawn steps up to me with a determined look on his face. " Well that's all fine and good but now you're traveling with the Kliq. "

I've heard about this so-called Kliq in the WWF. It has always been talked about as some rumor, but I guess there is certain favoritism that these guys get in the company. I mean they are some of the best the company has to offer.

" Yeah we travel together, we train together, we stick together. You're Hunter's sister so that means you fall under our jurisdiction. " Kevin says putting a huge hand on my shoulder.

Those few moments started everything for me. It's funny how things work out sometimes. I went from having no family to having four protective big brothers, and only one of them are biological. A real smile spreads across my face as I find my way to the locker rooms.

" Well if it isn't the trouble maker? "

I turn around and laugh at who called me a trouble maker. " I know you're not talking. " I say before embracing him. " How have are you Hunter? "

Pulling back he shrugs his shoulders. " Same old. Vince is an ass hole. "

I know that's right. " Don't I know it... How's Shawn? "

" You know how it is. Vince did what he always does. It's Raw. You've been gone for four years. What brings you back after so long? " He asks changing the subject.

Smirking I put my index finger on my nose. " I know to you it seems like I've done everything I can possibly do in this business. But believe it or not there a few more things I want to do. Plus I've sat back and watched the propaganda for far too long. "

Hunter grins. " And what are these things you've yet to do? "

" I got plans. When I cement them maybe I'll let you in. " I say walking into the Diva's locker room.

I scowl just thinking about that word... Diva, blech! I worked my ass off to not be lumped in with these women and here I am sharing space with them. The first two Divas I see are the Bella twins.

" Oh my god, the legend has come to Raw! " Torrie says coming over and shaking my hand before the door can close. " I'm Tori and this is Melina. I am such a big fan I can't believe you're here! I can totally use some pointers if you have some spare time. "

Guess I'll have to personally remove her from my ass but at least she's nice. " Nice to meet you both. " I say setting my bag in an empty station.

" So what are your plans for Raw? " Melina asks getting right to it.

Oh, so she's a bitch, good to know. " I just want to get back in the swing of things. "

She looks at like she knows I'm bull shitting but knows better to call me out on it. Oh well, I don't know you therefore, I don't trust you. That goes for both of them, to be honest. Competition has always been scarce for women in this business so I don't see the need to make friends with everyone.

The show has started already and I plan on making my appearance after the second commercial break. Grabbing my bag I head to the showers to get ready.

doing my best to stick to my time limit I'm out and dressed in fifteen minutes. Picking up my boots I get to lacing them. All the other females are tuned out and I'm in my zone. Letting my hair out of the french braid I tussle it a little and add a little hair spray.

Getting up from my vanity I look at the clock. Five minutes before I'm on. Leaving the locker room I go out to gorilla. When I get the signal I wait for my music to play. They wanted me to pick a new entrance song, but I wanted to go back to Suzi Quatro's The Wild One.

I've only had two songs as a singles competitor. That, and Bad Reputation by Joan Jett and the Blackhearts. I'm an oldies rock kind of girl.

Stopping at the top of the ramp I check out at the massive crowd we have tonight. They can not believe that I'm here. A camera zooms in and I put the Turkish wolf head up with both hands and make them kiss. I smirk mischievously and do the toot motion to tell my brothers at home that I'm representing.

Making my way to the ring, Lilian Garcia hands me a mic and welcomes me back. I thank her and jump in. " What's up Penn state? " I ask and the crowd goes wild.

" Now I know you weren't expecting me and yet here I am. " I say with a grin.

" A few people have asked, what's your motive for coming back? What are your motives? Don't give me bs Andri always has a plan! " I yell the last part.

All of my fellow degenerates shout " DX! DX! DX! " making me smile wickedly.

" Of course I always have a plan. What makes the people in the back think I'd share it is the better question. " I say seriously. " It's like you don't know me at all. " I say putting my hand to my heart as if offended.

The crowd is quiet as a mouse at this point. I can't lie. it's a huge ego stroke that I can still stop the show and make them listen at this point in my career.

No Chance...that's what you've got

Up against a machine too strong

Pretty politicians buying souls from us are PUPPETS

Vince McMahon walks out to the top of the ramp and receives a series of boos from the crowd. " Allow me to be the first to welcome you back to Monday Night Raw. I would also like to warn you, Miss Andri, this isn't the Attitude era. The days of degenerates running amuck in my company are long gone. "

I rest my arms on the top rope and listen to him drone on and on with a bored expression on my face. Most wrestlers are deathly afraid to stand up to this man, but I'm one of them. I've never been " fired " in my entire career for any of the shenanigans we got into back then. Vince never dares to get rid of the people that are making him money. Let's face it I've been doing exactly what I want in this business since I got here. Time hasn't changed anything.

I'm two seconds from walking out on this job. Here I am supposedly the new raw talent and here this prick is telling me that I have to start out as a valet. I'm an athlete damn it!

" I'm sorry Miss Andri but everyone has dues to pay when they first start out. " Vince says in finality.

Of all the sexist thing he could say... " Every rookie has dues to pay with all due respect, sir... Men don't have to valet anyone you give them lower-level matches to prove themselves. But because I'm a woman, you think I need a man to break out. I thought that my talent spoke for itself in every dark match you've put me in. " I say in a none confrontational tone.

Vince looks shocked that I actually spoke my mind. " I know it seems unfair Chloe, but it's just how it is for now. I've matched you with someone I think will have a good effect on your wrestling style. " He says sliding me a paper with a name on it. " Go find him and then head over to wardrobe, you need new gear. "

Leaving his office I can literally feel the steam coming out of my ears. I walk past Shawn and Hunter who are speaking with Jim Ross about their matches for the night. They must see how pissed I look because they catch up a few seconds later.

" What's going on? " Hunter asks.

I shake my head. " Bad business as usual. "

" Vince jerking you around? " Shawn asks as if he could do anything about it.

I nod again. " Say hello to- " I look at the piece of paper with the name of the wrestler I'm going to valet for. " Michael Hicken- Hickenbottom? " I ask laughing. " What kind of name is that? "

" It's none of your business. " Shawn said grabbing the paper from me and taking a pen out of his pocket.

When I get it back I see he'd scribbled out the name and replaced it with Shawn Michaels. " Wait, I'm supposed to be your valet? "

He nods.

" And you knew about them wanting to turn me into skanky eye candy? "

He nods again with a grin.

I punch him dead in his mouth with no warning. He doesn't even falter. " Don't get in my business again. "

He just rubs his chin, keeping the stupid grin on his face. " Oh yeah, I knew you'd be fun to work with. "

I roll my eyes and leave them all in the dust.

Later that night I get a knock on my hotel room door. Trying to look out the peephole I see that someone is covering it. He thinks he's slick.

" I know it's you, Shawn. " I call out.

" It's Kevin and Scott. "

Right. " Then take your hand off of the peephole and let me see. "

I look through and see both giants standing there. Opening the door I'm bombarded by Shawn and Kid.

I point at Kevin and Scott. " Treachery! The retribution will be swift and cruel. " I say making them laugh.

" Sorry, we had to. We got you chicken Caesar salad. " He says holding up a bag with food in it.

Oh no, they didn't. " You're gonna add bribery to your list of turpitude? "

" I would answer but I don't speak Harvard. " Kevin says handing me the food.

I roll my eyes and close the door. " Fine. You all win. I'll valet Shawn... But I won't like it and you can't make me. " I say plopping down on my bed.

" The mere thought of going against Vince McMahon will have consequences. " Vince says bringing me out of my memories.

" Yeah yeah. Save it for someone who cares. " Or has been listening. " What are you gonna do? make my life hell? " I ask with a grin. " We both know I thrive down there. " I say dropping the mic and sliding out of the ring.