Daughter of the Deadman III
I FINALLY got this done. Took me long enough. I want to apologize, but my days literally consist of school, errands for my poor Mom, and homework. If I'm lucky, I can fit gaming in there. I have to MAKE time for Fanfic and YouTube. Anyway, hope you guys like this chapter and so sorry for the long ass wait.
Thanks to: nattiebroskette, Cena's baby doll, tomwilliams1990, Wolfgirl2013, & thejokersbrother for their reviews.
thejokersbrother: Please go back and read DoD I & DoD II if you haven't already. Otherwise the stuff that's going on here might not make a lot of sense.
Alright, see ya at the bottom!
Chapter 28: Punishment
Angel sighed as she walked into the arena with her family. She had Ozzie on his leash and was following her father and Uncle, but her mind wasn't there. It was off in another world, trying to figure out how she was going to get by her father and Uncle and—if she had to—Brock Lesnar later. She didn't even realize that her father was trying to talk to her. Suddenly, his voice broke through her thoughts.
"Baby girl? You in there?" he asked.
"Huh? Did you say something, Daddy?" Angel asked.
"I said that if you need to tonight, use your powers against your Uncle and I" Taker said.
"I can't do that! The fans will…" Angel started.
"Your safety comes first, Little Angel" Kane said, cutting her off.
"You'd never hurt her on purpose" Kristy reminded them.
"No, they wouldn't. But think about it. Both of them are almost seven feet tall and over three hundred pounds. I'm giving up at least a foot in height and about two hundred pounds or so, Kristy. Being hurt accidently is very much in the realm of possibility here" Angel said.
"She's got a point, Mom. Kane and Papa Taker are big and strong. Aunt Angel is kinda small. She's strong too, but she's small" Wyatt said.
"Thanks, Wyatt" Angel said.
"We're hardly going to try and hurt her, but accidents do happen in this business. We all know that" Kane said.
"I know what I'm getting myself into. I just need some time to focus. Biggest night and fight of my life here. Lea, stay with Daddy and Uncle. I'll be back when I've got my head on straight" Angel said.
She left them standing in the hallway and walked off. Kristy sighed audibly. She didn't understand why Angel always felt that she had to fix things on her own. She didn't have to. She had them to help her. It seemed as though she knew that, but still felt as though all of the weight had to be on her shoulders.
"Why the hell does she always do this? Why does she think she has to fix things by herself? She doesn't!" Kristy said.
"Kristy, think about who she has for a Dad" Bret said.
"I did the same thing before I met her mother. I thought I had to fix everything by myself. Here's hoping that she's found a soul mate to share the burden" Taker said.
"She wouldn't go see Roman would she? With Seth around and everything? If she goes to the Shield's locker room he'll be there won't he? What is she thinking?" Kristy asked.
"She's not. Her soul is acting on it's own. She needs the calming effect that only a loved one can give. If Rollins gets in the way, he'll know it" Kane said.
"Huh? How is her soul acting on it's own? That's not possible….is it?" Kristy asked.
"Why do you think I was a mute, walking flamethrower for so long, Kristy? I had no control" Kane said.
"Oh that's right. You didn't really have anyone either" Kristy said.
"I'm confused" Lea chimed in.
"What's wrong with Aunt Angel?" Wyatt asked.
"Don't worry, you guys. Basically, Angel needs to be with Roman right now. Regardless of Seth" Taker said.
"Oh, OK. So she'll be back later" Lea said.
"Um…right?" Wyatt asked.
"Yes, Wyatt, she'll be back later" Taker said.
"Just out of curiosity, what would Angel do if Rollins found them together?" Lea asked.
"Not a pretty thought" Kristy said.
Kane looked at them and ran his finger across his throat. Taker smirked, catching the implication of the gesture. Kristy, Bret and Owen were grinning in spite of themselves. Lea and Wyatt laughed.
"Pretty much" Taker said out loud.
"I would love to see Seth get it" Lea said.
"Especially if Aunt Angel did it. Can you imagine what Seth would have to go through if he got beaten by a blind lady?" Wyatt asked.
"He'd never live that one down" Kristy said.
Everyone laughed and continued walking. In another part of the arena, Angel was wandering around, directionless. Soon, she found herself standing in front of the door to the Shield's locker room. She hesitated for a moment before knocking on the door. She prayed that Seth wouldn't answer. She sighed in relief when she saw Dean standing there. He didn't say anything to her. He just nodded and let her in. He closed the door behind her.
"Angel? Are you OK? You don't look so good" Roman said.
"I just started walking and found myself here" Angel replied.
"Awe, it's like true love or something" Dean said, earning a glare from Roman.
"Where is Mr. Architect anyway?" Angel asked.
"He's off doing something…or someone as usual. We see him less often then Santa Claus" Dean said.
"Oh. Lucky for me then" Angel said.
"OK, seriously, are you alright? You look…well, you don't look so good, that's for sure" Roman said.
"I'm fine" Angel said.
"You're not fine. If you were fine, you wouldn't be standing here" Roman said.
"OK. OK. I'll come clean. I don't know what I'm going to do….at all. Like I'll walk to the ring, but from there I've got nothing. Not to mention the thought of Brock freaking Lesnar hovering over me. I figured if I'm going to die in the ring, I'd spend some time with you first" Angel explained.
"Do you guys like…need me to go to catering or Mexico or something? I mean, I'm pretty liberal, but I have limits" Dean said.
"DEAN!" Roman shouted.
"I didn't mean it like that, you pervert. Get your mind out of the damn gutter!" Angel said.
"But my mind is always in the gutter. I left it there when I came out of it" Dean quipped.
"Ugh. That's not what she meant" Roman said, "But on a more serious note, you're not going to die in the ring, sweetheart. You'll do fine"
"Yeah. Ro's right. You're tougher than ninety percent of the guys that I tussled with in the fields in Philly" Dean said.
"I guess…" Angel said.
"You don't give yourself enough credit, sweetheart. You're tougher than most of the women here, aside from a few. You're good at this. You'll be fine" Roman said.
"She's tougher than half the men" Dean said, nonchalantly as he rearranged a shelf.
"I know I'll be alright against Daddy and Uncle. I think it's Lesnar that's got me all out of sorts. He's not a wrestler. He's a fighter and he's going to easily rip me apart" Angel said almost in a whisper.
"Lesnar is a monster, yes, but you can out speed him" Roman said.
"Not to mention outwit him. I mean, he's got the brains of a Neanderthal. Heyman is the brains of the operation" Dean said, turning to look at them.
Angel sighed. She wanted to agree with them and she knew that what they were saying was true, but she didn't trust herself or her own abilities against someone like Lesnar. She realized then that it wasn't the idea of having to face her Daddy and Uncle that had her nerves on edge and had her out of sorts mentally. She accepted that this was the case and that thinking of it as a training exercise was the best idea and she would have to use some of her powers if she had any hope of even attempting to lift her Dad and Uncle. It was Lesnar that had her out of sorts.
"Babe, give yourself some credit, alright? You're good at this. And you also have your powers to aid you if it comes to that. And the move I taught you might help too" Roman said.
"Thanks, Roman" Angel said, hugging him.
"You be careful out there" Dean said.
Angel nodded. She kissed Roman and stood up. She left the locker room. She headed back to her family's locker room, completely unaware that Seth Rollins had noticed her leaving. He slammed the door open and stormed into the locker room, looking livid. Roman was in the washroom changing and Dean was sitting on the couch, sipping a soda.
"What was that psychotic bitch doing here?" he snapped.
"Not that it's any of your business, Seth, but Angel and Roman are friends and Angel needed someone to talk to is all. Get over it" Dean snapped back.
Seth didn't relax. He was livid that Angel would come anywhere near his two best friends. Back in the arena, Angel was walking to her locker room. She felt better now that she knew what it was that had her so out of sorts. It was the prospect of facing Lesnar. She walked into the locker room she shared with her family and was promptly jumped by Lea and Wyatt.
"Hey, you two. I'm alright. Really. It's just facing Lesnar has me out of sorts" Angel said.
"I understand why. I wouldn't wanna face him. He's a big brute" Wyatt said.
"What about Daddy and Uncle? What's the difference?" Lea asked.
"Well, Lea, I've accepted the fact that facing Daddy and Uncle is going to happen. They told me that the best thing to do is treat it like I'm training. I have to do that otherwise I'm not going to be able to do this at all. And I'll have to use my powers otherwise I won't be able to lift them off the ground" Angel told her.
"Well, that makes sense" Lea said.
"Oh, by the way, Aunt Angel. Miss Sandra dropped this off for you" Wyatt said.
Angel nodded. Sandra was the seamstress who made all the ring gear for both the Superstars and the Divas. Wyatt handed her a box. She took it and went into the washroom. When she opened the box, she grinned. With her powers helping her to see, she could tell that the gear was similar to that of Roman although she couldn't see the colors. It was a vest that was like Roman's but with an Undertaker symbol on the front of it. There was also a tank top that was clearly supposed to go underneath.
When she moved them out of the way, she saw leather pants with Dead Girl written on the legs. When Angel touched it, she realized that it wasn't written there, it was sewn on there in studs as per usual. There was also a belt and Angel noticed that the buckle was an Undertaker symbol as well. Her fingerless gloves had her father's symbols on them too. She had new boots and they were combat style. Last but not least, there was a hooded cloak there that was made of velvet. Angel was sure that it was a nod to her father's Ministry of Darkness days. She put on everything except the cloak and stepped from the bathroom. She cleared her throat and everyone turned and looked at her.
"Wow" Lea said.
"You look awesome, Aunt Angel" Wyatt said.
"You look so cool, Ang" Kristy said.
"Just one thing" Angel said, holding up her eyeliner.
Kristy nodded. She walked up and painted Angel's circles under her eyes. Angel noticed that something seemed to be bothering her friend. She was staring at Angel as if wanting to say something, but wasn't able to. Angel wasn't sure, but she thought that maybe it had something to do with something she had said last week.
"What's up?" Angel asked.
"I hate to ask this, but you know last week when you said that you'd gladly give up all the opportunities you've had and give them to me-?" Kristy started.
Angel held up her hand, cutting her friend off. She completely understood what was bothering her friend. Sometimes people in WWE would say one thing when they meant another or would say one thing and do the opposite. Angel placed a hand on her friend's shoulder.
"Kristy, I understand why you'd feel like I was lying, given that this is WWE and the storylines have a habit of having us say one thing and do another or say one thing and mean something else, but I promise that I would not, under any circumstances, lie to you about anything. Ever. So, to answer your question, yes. When I said I'd gladly give up all my opportunities and give them to you, I meant it. I really did. I don't ask for them and I don't always deserve them. Frankly, Hunter only gives them to me because one, he doesn't like your family and two, I swear he thinks Daddy will kill him if he doesn't" Angel said.
"Even tonight?" Lea asked.
"Well, no. Not tonight. Honestly, I would rather have me do this than Kristy. She'd never be able to lay a finger on Daddy. Uncle maybe, but not Daddy. And Lesnar would easily break her in half. I've got my powers on my side if it comes to that" Angel said.
"This is one time where I'm inclined to say better you than me, Ang. You're better suited for this one" Kristy said.
"Dean and Roman think so too. They're sure I can out speed and out wit Lesnar" Angel said.
"You can. You're faster than him and he's got the brain of a Neanderthal whereas you have learned in ring psychology from some of the best" Kristy said.
Angel nodded. Then she pulled out her cloak and put it on. She saw her father's eyes widen slightly and giggled. Lea and Wyatt were staring at her in awe. She looked more like a druid then the Dead Girl. She pulled the hood off. Then she spun around and stared down at herself.
"What's up, kiddo?" Bret asked.
"You know how I can use the new powers that activated when I went blind? The ones that help me to see?" Angel asked.
"Yeah. You can see us because of them and it's awesome" Lea said.
"They're great and all and I'm glad I have them since I can see you guys, but there is a downside to them. I can't see color. Everything is black and white to me" Angel said.
"Ah. Well, the Taker symbol on your gloves and your vest is purple. The symbol on your belt is red. And your cloak is black" Owen said.
"That must be weird. Not being able to see color" Lea said.
"Hey, I'll take being able to see in black and white over not being able to see at all. That brief time when I was completely blind was the worst" Angel said.
Just then, there was a knock on the door. When it opened, Roman and Dean stood there. They both stepped inside and Dean closed the door behind them. Roman was about to speak when he noticed what Angel was wearing. She pulled off the cloak so he could see her whole ring attire. He grinned. It was a mixture of the Shield, what he wore, and her Dead Girl attire.
"We've got a problem" Dean said.
"Great. Because we need more of those" Kristy said.
"Seth saw Angel leave our locker room. He's starting to get suspicious. Even though I told him Angel and Roman were just friends and Angel needed someone to talk to. I don't think he believed me. We need to be more careful, Kristy" Dean said.
"Oh, great" Kristy said.
"Sorry, guys. You don't need any more issues with Rollins then you have" Angel whispered.
"Don't worry about it. You needed me. I was there" Roman said, walking over and hugging her.
"Thanks" Angel said, resting her head on his chest.
Everyone looked at each other with a grin. Even Liam was alright with Roman being with his niece now. He knew now that if her father wasn't able to be there to keep Angel safe, Roman would be. Roman smiled down at her and looked her up and down.
"New ring attire I see. You look beautiful, babe" he said.
"Thanks. Unfortunately, being beautiful is not going to save my butt tonight" Angel said.
"No, it won't. But that vest might. It's padded so it'll protect you. I kinda gave Sandra a hand" Roman said.
"You did? Why?" Angel asked.
"I know you've had problems with your back and your ribs at various points. So…I went and got the vest and gave it to her and told her to alter it to fit your character. She did a good job of it by the looks of things" Roman said.
"You...did that for me?" Angel asked him.
"Well, it was Dean's idea. After Hunter said we couldn't do a run in, we tried to come up with another way to help. Dean suggested the padded vest and I went out and got it and gave it to Sandra to alter" Roman said.
"Thanks, you two. You didn't have to…" Angel started.
"Save it, kiddo" Dean said.
"Kiddo? Really? I'm not that much younger than you, you know" Angel said with a laugh.
"At least we won't have to worry as much either. You've got some safety stuff on you" Lea said.
"And maybe it'll help your back and ribs not hurt so much afterward" Wyatt said.
"Who said my back and ribs hurt after matches?" Angel asked.
"We're not dumb, Angel Baby. You broke your back once. It never really heals you know. And you've injured your ribs quite a bit too" Liam said.
"OK. OK. You guys got me. Although, all the padding in the world isn't gonna save me from Lesnar's Suplexes" Angel said.
"Speaking of that, how are you supposed to protect your head? What if you land wrong? Or what if Lesnar hits you? What if you get hurt again and…?" Lea said, bursting into tears.
Angel sighed. She knelt down and hugged her little sister. Lea was still sobbing and talking about how everyone would feel if Angel got hurt all over again. Angel didn't know what to do or how to respond this time around. Everyone was staring at her.
"Lea…honey…" Angel said.
"What…are we gonna do if…?" Lea asked.
"Don't worry, Lea. I'm going to be fine. I won't let myself get hurt. I promise" Angel said.
Lea nodded, but even so, she flung her arms around Angel's neck and just hugged her. She was really upset apparently. Angel kept telling her that she would be alright as long as she was careful and reminded her that she was faster and smarter than Lesnar and it was going to be hard for him to even get his hands on her. After a few minutes, Lea relaxed a little, but she didn't let go of Angel.
"At least you know you're loved, baby girl" Taker said.
"As if there was any doubt about that" Bret said.
"Really" Angel said.
"Everyone loves you, Aunt Angel. We all love you in our own way" Wyatt said.
"I know, Little man. And you all don't need to worry. I'm going to be just fine. I can out speed and out wit Lesnar on my worst day. He's got rocks for brains" Angel said.
"If it wasn't for Heyman, he wouldn't know what he was doing half the time" Kristy said.
"Will you really be alright, Angel?" Lea asked, staring up at her sister, still teary eyed.
"Yeah. I'll be fine. Try not to worry and be brave for me" Angel said.
Lea nodded and wiped her tears away. She grinned up at her big sister. Angel beamed. After that, everyone sat in the locker room waiting for the show to start. They were all tense as they waited for Angel's first match. When it was finally time, Angel, Kane, and Taker stood up. Angel took off her jewelry and handed it to Kristy. Then she hugged Lea again and the three of them left the locker room and walked to the Gorilla Position to wait. Taker and Kane went out first. Angel took a deep breath and waited for her music to play.
Angel sighed as her theme music hit. Just remember, it's just a training session. It's just a training session. She told herself as she headed out to the ring. As she watched her Father and Uncle standing there waiting for her, she couldn't help but feel slightly intimidated. She shook it off. She had to focus on getting through this.
Angel walked to the ring and went up the steps. She brought the lights back up and stepped through the ropes. Never before had she been scared of being in a WWE ring, but this was different. Angel removed her overcoat and waited. Kane decided to start the match, so Taker stepped outside the ropes. The referee called for the bell and Angel got a huge shock. Kane laid down in the middle of the ring. Angel glanced over at her father, who shrugged. Angel walked over to her Uncle and to everyone's shock she began kicking him. She reached down to pick him up off the mat.
"Uncle, it's not happening this way. You and Daddy aren't humiliating yourselves on my account" she told him.
"Well, if that's how you feel, Little Angel, then you're going to have to earn this one" Kane said.
"Wouldn't have it any other way" Angel said with a grin.
Kane grinned back. Angel struck first, kicking him in the knees a few times. Then she started punching him. When neither of those seemed to phase her Uncle, Angel tried one last thing. She climbed up to the top rope and executed a perfect drop kick. It knocked Kane flat on his back. Angel went for a cover, but only got a one count. She sighed. This was not going to be the easiest training she ever had and she knew it now. Kane stood up and grabbed Angel's arm.
"Come on, Little Angel. We both know that you've got more then that in you" Kane said.
Angel smirked. Kane Irish whipped her and went for the big boot. Angel ducked it and bounced off the rope, clotheslining Kane and knocking him over. It was time to stop messing around. Kane stood up. He could see that Angel was getting serious and was determined. He looked over at his brother. Taker was reluctant at first, but he reached out his hand and Kane tagged him in. Taker stepped into the ring. It was then that Angel heard the crowd for the first time since the match had started. Chants of "Let's go Dead Girl" were mixed with chants of "Undertaker".
The two of them looked at each other. Then they locked up. Taker won the fight and hip tossed Angel onto her back. Angel stood up. From there, the two of them had a surprisingly good exchange of punches, kicks and counters. However, after awhile, Taker could see that Angel was getting tired. He was wearing her out and that wasn't a good thing, given what she had in store later. He grabbed her arm to Irish whip her into the rope and whispered in her ear.
"Take it home, baby girl. You're getting tired and I want you to have a fighting chance against Lesnar later" he said.
"Got it" Angel said.
Taker Irish whipped her and went for a clothesline. Angel ducked it and hit back with a clothesline of her own. Then she climbed the top rope and waited for her father to get up. When he did, she jumped, but rather then using a drop kick, she hit him right on the button with a Superman Punch. Angel went for the cover and earned a three count. It was over. Angel had won.
"Well, if there was ever anyone—man or woman—who could pull out a convincing win against the Brothers of Destruction, it'd be the Dead Girl" Cole said.
In the ring, Angel helped Taker to his feet and he and Kane left the ring. Angel was about to follow when suddenly, she heard Triple H's King of Kings music playing. She looked around and saw him on the giant screen in the arena. He didn't look pleased that Angel not only taken her punishment in stride, but had come out on top in the end.
"Good job, Dead Girl. You triumphed over the Brothers of Destruction. Don't be in such a hurry to leave though, because your match with Brock Lesnar is happening right now. I figured why save it for later when the fans are so hyped about it?" Hunter said.
The fans went quiet. Angel pulled herself to her feet. The fans began to boo as Brock Lesnar's music played throughout the arena. No one wanted to see the Dead Girl get hurt by the Beast. Brock walked to the ring with purpose, smirking at Taker and Kane as they walked by led by security officials. Taker glared at Lesnar. He said nothing, but his look spoke volumes. He was telling Lesnar that if he seriously injured Angel in any way, he would pay for it with his soul. Lesnar's smirk disappeared and he nodded, knowing that Taker was a hundred percent serious.
Brock continued walking to the ring. Angel just stared at him. He was at least a foot taller and about a hundred pounds heavier. She was scared as she stared at him. Angel sighed and closed her eyes, channelling her powers. There was nothing for it. She rushed Lesnar and threw everything she had at him. Nothing worked. All Angel did was wear herself out. Lesnar laughed and grabbed her and threw her over his head like a sack of potatoes.
Angel was dazed as she pulled herself back to her feet. Lesnar reached over and grabbed Angel from behind. He Suplexed her three times in a row before finally letting her go. Angel tried to pull herself to her feet, but she found it difficult. It was only a few minutes in and she was already sweating and her body felt as though a fleet of buses had run head long into her. Cole, Saxton, and JBL were cringing as they watched.
"This is starting to get uncomfortable to watch" Byron said.
"This is awful. The Dead Girl's career may have just been shortened" JBL said.
"Brock has all but destroyed the Dead Girl. The rest of this is academic at this point" Cole said.
Lesnar picked Angel up and lifted her onto his shoulders. The fans were booing. Backstage, Taker and Kane were pacing, debating what they should do. When they saw Lesnar with Angel on his shoulders, that was enough. Taker walked toward the Gorilla position. Kane put a hand on his shoulder to stop him.
"Big brother…" Kane started.
"Don't bother, little brother. I've had enough. My damn career doesn't matter when compared to Angel's health and safety! I don't give a damn about it! I'm stopping this stupid circus that Hunter has created!" Taker snapped.
"OK, Big Brother. I'm with you. You're right. Angel is more important then our careers. She's my niece. I care about her. Let's go" Kane said.
Taker nodded. He glared at the music technician who was sitting there. He nodded. At the same moment, the lights in the arena went out. Taker waited for the gong, but it never came. Instead, a heartbeat began to sound and smoke filled the entire arena. Angel lifted her head to look around and saw that Brock looked confused by what was going on. Through the smoke slithered a demon. Angel recognized him immediately. It was Finn Balor, the NXT Champion and one of the many friends Angel and Kristy had made during their time in NXT.
"That's Finn Balor! He's the NXT Champion! What is he doing here?" JBL asked.
"I think he's seen enough of this" Cole said.
"He has no business here!" JBL said.
"Well, when the Dead Girl and Kristy were down at NXT, they seemed to get along with everyone and they made a lot of friends. Finn was among them and I think he's seen enough of his friend being brutalized at the hands of Brock Lesnar" Byron said.
Finn made his way to the ring. Angel took advantage of the distraction and slid from Lesnar's shoulders, landing on the ground in a heap. She looked up in time to see Balor hitting Lesnar in the gut with a steel chair he had grabbed from ring side. Then she watched as Balor beat Lesnar in the back with the chair over and over again. Lesnar rolled onto his back to try to get away only to be met with the chair to the chest. Angel dragged herself to her feet and stumbled into Balor.
"Hey, Dead Girl. Hold this on his chest would you?" he asked.
"O-OK" Angel whispered.
Angel did what she was told and watched as Balor climbed up to the top rope and did the Coup De Grace into the chair and Lesnar's chest. Angel just looked from Lesnar to Balor and back again. She wasn't sure what to do. She just kept staring in total shock.
"Cover him, Dead Girl. He won't stay down for long" Balor said.
"Right" Angel said.
She covered Lesnar and the referee counted to three. Angel had done it. She had won the match not only against the Brothers of Destruction, but Brock Lesnar as well. She staggered to her feet. Both Finn and the referee raised Angel's hands. She grinned in spite of the fact that she felt exhausted. Just then, Triple H's music hit for the second time. This time, he came out onto the ramp, mic in hand looking completely livid. Finn asked for microphone and handed one to Angel.
"Dead Girl…you…defiant little…you planned this, didn't you?!" Hunter said.
"No, Hunter, I didn't plan this. I had no idea that Finn Balor was going to show up here. If I had known, I would have told him to stay out of it" Angel said.
"I believe I said that no one with a WWE contract would not be permitted to interfere in this match. Therefore, Finn Balor, as much as I hate to say this…" Hunter said.
"Not so fast there, Triple H. You've said it yourself in the past, NXT is separate from WWE. Therefore, NXT contracts are not WWE contracts. So you can't fire me" Balor said.
Hunter started to say something, but stopped. Finn was right and he couldn't argue it. He had said it himself that NXT was a separate brand from Raw and SmackDown. Angel grinned in spite of herself.
"It looks like Hunter has nothing to say to that. Guess he can't argue with logic" Angel said, tiredly.
"Don't be so quick to be smug, Dead Girl. You've got another match to go through here tonight" Hunter said.
"WHAT?!" Angel shouted.
"Let me introduce you to the former NXT Women's Champion. The daughter of one of my best friends, the Nature Boy, Ric Flair. Charlotte!" Hunter said.
Angel sighed. Charlotte's attitude had done a complete 180 since she had won the NXT Women's Championship. She had become completely egotistical and thought she was genetically superior because her father was Ric Flair. They had gotten along when Angel and Kristy had been down there when they had first come back, but times had changed.
"Finn, get out of the ring" Hunter snapped.
"No problem. I'm sure Angel can handle Charlotte on her own" Finn said.
He dropped his microphone and left. Angel threw hers aside and raised her fists as Charlotte came to the ring. There was no way she was going to get caught of guard with this. Charlotte slid into the ring. As soon as the bell rang, Angel rushed Charlotte in an effort to get the upper hand, but Charlotte met her with a big boot. Then she pinned her for the three count.
"Aunt Angel is angry. She doesn't usually rush people like that" Wyatt said.
"She knows better than that. She ran right into that. That was bad" Lea said.
"She wasn't thinking straight. She was angry" Bret said.
"She's not the only one who is angry and not thinking straight" Kristy said.
She stood up. Roman followed and so did Dean. The three of them ran to the ring. By this point, Charlotte had started attacking Angel. Kristy reached over and grabbed her by the hair. Then she picked up Charlotte and executed a running power slam. Roman walked over to Angel and knelt down. Angel was awake, even though she seemed to be dazed and confused. Angel pushed herself to her feet and climbed from the ring with Roman following her. As soon as Angel's feet hit the floor, she collapsed to her knees. She was exhausted. Roman and Dean helped her to her feet and put their arms around her shoulders. The three of them walked back to the back with Kristy following behind them.
They ran into Taker and Kane at the Gorilla Position. The two brothers were livid. Roman and Dean handed Angel over to them and Taker picked her up. Angel rested her head on her Dad's shoulder.
"She's exhausted" Kristy said.
"At least she doesn't look hurt" Dean said.
"I'm OK. I just need a good sleep at the moment. I'll get checked out tomorrow" Angel said.
"Hunter is going to pay for this. I don't know how. I don't know when, but he'll pay for this" Roman said.
Taker nodded. As much as he'd like to get his hands on Triple H, he thought it best to leave it to Roman. He had dealt with Hunter enough. It was bad enough that Taker had to listen to Hunter and do what he was told. He looked at Roman and then looked down at Angel who was now fast asleep.
"Reigns, I'm holding you to that. I'd do it, but I've dealt with Hunter enough. It's bad enough I've got to listen to him and do what he tells me, so you make him pay" Taker said.
"All else fails, do what he does" Kane said.
"You mean wait for the right moment. Like when he's least expecting it?" Roman said.
"Bingo. Just bide your time. Put it out of your mind for now. And when the right moment comes, get your revenge. Do what Hunter does" Dean said.
"I'll try, but right now, I wanna strangle his ass for this. He had no right to put Angel through any of this. He only did it because Jen is his god daughter and he wants to pretend he gives a damn about her. We all know that Hunter only cares about three things: the WWE Title, money, and himself" Roman said.
"Not going to argue that one" Kristy said.
"Alright, guys. Enough talking. Kristy do me a favor. Go and get Lea and Angel's things from the locker room, OK? I need to take her back to the hotel. She needs rest" Taker said.
"No problem, Uncle Taker" Kristy said.
She left and headed back to the locker room with Dean. Everyone looked up worriedly as the two of them walked in. They waited for Kristy to speak, but she said nothing. She just picked up Angel's bag and told Lea that it was time to go. Lea didn't protest, she just nodded, looking worried.
"Wait, Kristy, how is Angel?" Liam asked.
"Sore. Tired. But otherwise fine…we think. She said she wanted to rest and she would get checked out tomorrow. Taker is taking her back to the hotel so she can rest" Dean answered.
Everyone nodded. He and Kristy left and went back to the car. Taker had already loaded Angel in. Kristy tossed the bags into the trunk. She gave Lea a hug. Lea grinned and wished Kristy good luck in her Diva's Title Match against AJ Lee. Taker looked at her as she nodded.
"Hey, I know you wanted Angel to be here in case you won, but after what just happened…" Taker started.
"She's in no condition to be here for when I win that title" Kristy whispered.
"No, she's not. You understand though, right?" Taker said.
"Of course I do! Get her back to the hotel and let her rest! I'll win this one for her!" Kristy said.
"OK. And you don't need this, kiddo, but good luck" Taker said.
Kristy beamed and hugged Taker. Then she watched as the car pulled away. She was worried about her friend, but she had a match to worry about and a Diva's Title to win.
Back at the hotel, Taker had gotten Angel to wake up long enough to change and had put her back to bed again. Lea was sitting next to her sister, watching her sleep and looking worried about her. Taker came and sat down next to her. Lea climbed up on his lap and hugged him.
"Hey, it's alright, Lea. Angel will be fine" Taker said.
"That was hard to watch Daddy. I know I told Angel that I wouldn't go near the ring anymore when the shows were happening, but I almost did. I wanted to. I wanted Lesnar to stop hurting her. And then Charlotte came out. Angel wasn't thinking straight, was she? I mean, Angel doesn't rush at people like that" Lea said.
"I know it was hard to watch, Lea. Your Uncle and I almost went out there. Angel's safety takes priority over our careers" Taker said.
"Would you do that for me, too?" Lea asked.
"Of course. And I'd do it for Kristy and Wyatt too" Taker said.
Lea nodded and hugged him. Then they just sat there for a bit. Pretty soon, they heard a commotion outside the bedroom. Taker sighed. Lea looked agitated. Lea told Taker that she would stay here while he went to see what was going on. Taker nodded. He walked out into the living room.
"You guys, you'll…" Taker started.
He stopped. Kristy stood there, holding the WWE Diva's Title. Taker grinned from ear to ear. Now he understood why they were being loud. They were celebrating. He walked over and gave Kristy a hug. He knew she didn't need his good luck wish. Dean, Roman, Bret, and Owen were grinning and Wyatt looked happier than Taker had seen in awhile.
"I know Mom had to give up the title when she got pregnant with me. And she's had it once since then, but now she's got it back again! This is the best!" Wyatt said.
"It was so great. Kristy dedicated the match to Angel and as soon as she did that, Hunter came out and announced No DQ, which means he's probably still mad at Angel. But Kristy pulled it off" Owen said.
"Hunter did what?!" Taker said.
"It was No DQ. I didn't have anyone to help me out, but I pulled it off and Hunter's plan backfired. He did that specifically because I dedicated the match to Angel. He didn't want me to win. Stephanie isn't happy either. I heard her blasting him with both barrels as we were leaving. Something about screwing up the Diva's Division and that Angel and I are two of the most talented Divas and he was so blind by petty jealousy and his stupid ego that he couldn't see it" Kristy said.
"She has a point. Although as far as talent goes, Kristy's got more than me. By a long shot" Angel said from the doorway.
"Ang! You're supposed to be resting" Kristy said.
"You guys kinda woke me up" Angel said.
"Sorry about that" Kristy said, blushing.
"Hey, don't worry about it. Looks like congratulations are in order. Just…do me a favor? Hang onto that thing would you? You've worked your butt off and I don't want you to lose it quickly again" Angel said.
Kristy nodded. She had no intention of losing the title any time soon. It had been a long night for Angel and an emotional night for Kristy and everyone was glad it was over.
That's it for this one. I kinda screwed with time for this one. The idea of having Charlotte feud with Angel has been in my head for awhile. Besides, the fact that Charlotte has the whole "genetically superior" thing and Angel is humble should make for an interesting feud if i do it right. Alright, hit that review button for me! Anyway, bye for now!~Taker's Soul Girl