Chapter two

The last match of the night is between Hunter and the Spirit Squad handicap style. He refused to kiss McMahon's ass and this is his punishment. The other divas are boring the hell out of me so I take a walk around the building. I'm not needed since I've already done my segment. I just want to make sure that Hunter doesn't get pulverized. I'm not too worried about it, I mean come on they're male cheerleaders.

After a few minutes, I find myself in an unused hallway. I passed the production team already and there are no cameras around. As I walk further away from the production I start hearing a muffled conversation coming from a room to my left. I go up and press my ear against the door.

No one knows I'm here so we have that on our side.

I can't tell who it is on the other side or who they are talking to, but I'm definitely

interested.

They're just cheerleaders but it's five on one.

Someone, to help Hunter? It can be a number of people, but I have a feeling...

No one saw me come in so that shouldn't be a problem. Once I get to running they won't have time to stop me from getting involved.

Not wanting to get caught eavesdropping I head back to the crowded production area. Too bad the moment I turn the corner I run right into Hunter. He looks down at me like he would any of his opponents. Looking behind me and I stiffen as I feel someone breathing down my neck. I quickly get out from between them and put my back against the wall so they can't trap me again.

" What the hell are you two doing? " I ask not really all that worried about the two men staring me down. I just got caught off guard.

Hunter folds his arms and gives me another glare. " Why would you want to know? "

Shawn doesn't say anything, he just stares me down. I look back and forth between them trying to see the intentions in their eyes. Too bad they're too good to let that show. One thing is for sure, there is only one logical reason these two are meeting in an empty hallway. I honestly don't need any confirmation.

" You know something? You're right. It's not my business. " I say before leaving them to do what they need to do.

I smile a little after I turn the corner. It's on.

I'm a few feet away from gorilla watching Hunters match intently. Mikey is in the corner of the ring and Hunter barrels into him hard. Mikey hits the ground and doesn't get back up while trying to catch his breath. Hunter waits until he's on his hands and knees to get him up for more pain.

After slamming Mikey, Hunter goes to the corner of the ring and puts his hands up in the x formation. The crowd goes nuts and starts the DX chant. I grin when he crotch chops and brought his up knee pummeling it into Mikey's throat.

Vince sends out Kenny because Mikey is down and out. Of course, they both team up on him as I suspected to happen. Just looking at Vince's smug face is enough to make me want to punch him. Once four of them are out there I start looking around. Where the hell is Shawn? The Spirit Squad has Hunter out of the ring slamming his head into the steel steps. They throw him back in the ring and the crowd starts chanting HBK.

Vince tells them HBK isn't in the building but I know better. Now if only he'd hurry up! The Spirit Squad set Hunter up the way they set Shawn up the last time with a chair wrapped around his knee. Vince orders them to break his neck instead. Of course, it wouldn't really break it, but it did hurt like a son of a bitch.

Just when I'm about to go out there my damned self I hear the fast pitter-patter of running feet. There he is. I make sure to keep out of his way so we don't collide. Shawn catches Mitch just in time and throws him out on the ramp. When he gets back up he hears sweet chin music. Vince's blood is boiling and it's written all over his face. Shawn grins at him and sprints to the ring.

The Spirit Squad drops like flies the second Shawn enters the ring. Hunter gets to his feet and they beat ass together. Throwing all but two out of the ring Shawn and Hunter stare each other down. The crowd is chanting again and I'm on the proverbial edge of my seat biting my nails.

Shawn superkicks Kenny and Hunter pedigrees Mikey. They're all pumped up and so are the fans. Vince, however, is the opposite of pumped. They both put their foreheads together and do their whole manly macho thing before X slapping.

I walk away from the monitor grinning. It has begun.

Later that night I call Kevin to chat.

I saw your message on Raw the other night.

" You know I have to represent for my Kliq brothers. " I say laugh. " I miss you, Kid, and Scott. How's my sister? "

She's good, misses you like crazy but won't admit it. Switching to the Kliq topic real quick, I got a hold of Kid and he's coming down when you all visit. I was thinking we'd have a Kliq reunion. You know...

That last part always goes without saying... Kid has always been my best friend... But in the last few years, things have spiraled for him. Drug abuse with Joanie or China has taken a toll on him. Scott, on the other hand, isn't hurting where money is concerned, but he just isn't himself mentally. Hasn't been for a long time. It hurts to see him like this so unfortunately, he doesn't get a lot of invites when we all do hang out.

Kevin, on the other end, has done pretty good for himself after leaving the WWE where mental health and money are concerned... Which is why I trust him with my sister a hundred percent.

" I'm always down to see my brothers... As long as they're lucid. Have you talked to Scott? " I ask knowing he knows who I'm talking about.

Last time we spoke was a year ago.

I shake my head. "Let's not get into this it'll just bring us down. "

You're right. I saw that DX got back together last night... Minus you.

I smile. " Hell yeah. Vince shit himself. And don't you worry about me, I'll get in where I fit in. "

I know you will. I miss being in the thick of things.

" You know you could always come back. No pressure. " I say loving the idea.

No no, not for a while at least. It's been good seeing my best friends keep up with the younger talent. I look forward to seeing the pranks against Vince and Shane.

I laugh. " Me too. I already have a few planned.. " Pranks are a specialty of mine and Kid's. That's what I miss about him and the others the most.

1996

I've been traveling with Hunter and the rest of the guys for a few months and we're days away from my first PPV. Sonny and I will be going at it and the guys have been pumping me up. We held long training sessions and we all worked on technique. Each making sure the others are perfect.

We do everything together. Kind of like family. It's foreign to me even though I do have Hunter now, I'm pretty much a loner. I'm used to having no one except my sister that is. These people brought me into the fold and are giving me a good support system. It isn't perfect, I'm getting tired of just being eye candy. Things had to change for me in the business or I was going to raise hell anyway. I'm more than just a pair of legs after all.

Sean and I are currently in the locker room filling Steve Austin's gym bag with shaving cream. Juvenile I know, but he trash-talked Kevin. You trash talk one of us, you trash talk all of us. We walked out of the locker room just as Steve walks in. Stifling a laugh we split up knowing our chances are better this way.

I run into Shawn around the corner and grab his arm.

" You don't want to go in the men's locker room right now. "

He smirks and wraps his arms around my waist. " What did you do? "

I grin mischievously. " I'm not telling. "

" When are you and Kid gonna learn? " He asks shaking his head in mock disdain.

Peeking around the corner I see Steve running out of the locker room, hands covered in shaving cream. Flattening my back against the wall I hold my hand over my mouth. I wouldn't want to give myself away. Not when he's going in Kid's direction.

Scott and Kevin come my way and are about to speak to me. Shaking my head I put my finger up to my lips and make a slashing motion across my neck with my fingers They smirk at me and go to see what the commotion is.

I head to the " Kliq's " locker room, or should I say our closet? All we have was a piece of paper with the Kliq written in black sharpie. When the door closes behind me I do a little happy dance. I have successfully avoided the wrath of Steve. No doubt we'll all get shit for it though. People love accusing us of being Vince's favorites. We think it's funny that they're so uptight about us sticking together. Maybe they should follow suit.

After a few minutes, Shawn comes in laughing his ass off. " You missed Kid getting pieced up by Austin. He's spitting mad right now and knows someone helped so I'd avoid him for a while. " He tells me.

" It wasn't just me. He has no proof I did anything. " I say grinning wildly again.

Shawn laughs and comes closer. " I knew we kept you around for a reason. " He says putting an arm around my shoulders.

" You mean it's not just my good looks? " I joke.

He pulls me in front of him and looks me up and down lazily. " No, they're just a bonus. "

" Flattery will get you everywhere HBK. " I flirt with a wink.

Reaching up, he tucks a piece of my hair behind my ear. " No flattery needed darlin' you know you're gorgeous. "

A few moments pass and the look on his face tells me this is it. He was definitely going to kiss me. My eyes instinctively closed getting ready.

At that moment Sean came running in the room making us jump and snap out of it.

He had an ice pack on his face and looked like hell. Steve must have caught up to him. " Totally worth it. " He says before collapsing on the ground to catch his breath.

Shawn and I shared a look before I went and took a look at Sean's shiner.

I'll never forget that moment. The prank was awesome and all. but that moment with Shawn... It was a prelude of what was to come for us. Good, bad, and ugly.