Daughter of the Deadman III
Whew. I finally finished up this chapter. I need a new comp, so I took an unplanned break from writing. Anyway, thanks so much to: Wolfgirl2013, tomwilliams1990, and Cena's baby doll for their reviews. See you all at the bottom.
Chapter 34: A Development
The next week, Angel sighed as she stood at the Gorilla position. She was downright scared and had barely said a word all day unless she had to speak to someone. Everyone noticed that she was "zoned out" and not really paying attention to what was happening around her. She was worried about what the fans were going to think. She really hoped they wouldn't take pity on her or even turn on her. I haven't been so scared to do a promo since the first time I ever picked up a microphone in a WWE Ring. She thought. Just then, Angel felt a hand on her shoulder. She jumped and turned around, her hand balled into a fist ready to punch someone.
"Hey, hey, easy girl. It's just me" Roman said.
"Roman…hi…" Angel said.
"OK, what's got you so scared?" he asked.
"Who said I was scared?" Angel shot back.
"It's written all over your face. Besides, you haven't spoken all day. You're scared. Talk to me" Roman said.
"It's the fans. What are they going to think when they hear that Charlotte has been telling the truth the whole time? Well, for the most part" Angel said.
"I don't know what they'll think really, but I do know that you going out there and saying that it's all true is very brave" Roman said.
"I…guess it is. Hey, Roman…would you…well, would you...can you…be there with me?" Angel asked.
Roman just nodded in response. Angel hugged him and thanked him. A second later, her music hit and she walked out to the ring.
She made her way slowly down the ramp. When she got to the steel steps, she walked up and turned the lights back on. Then she stepped into the ring. From there, Angel threw her hood back, rolling her eyes back as she did so.
Then she removed her overcoat, dropping it over the top rope. Then she asked for a microphone. She took a deep breath.
"Alright, there are some things that need to be set straight before Little Miss Bliss learns the hard way not to ever mess with me or those closest to me. Before I do that, however, I need a little help" Angel said.
On cue, Roman's music hit and he walked down the ramp rather than through the crowd. He climbed into the ring and stood next to Angel, taking her hand. Angel took another deep breath.
"The last few weeks, the so-called Queen of WWE has been opening her mouth about my personal history. Now, I'll be honest, I do not want to be standing here saying this because quite frankly I will never be comfortable with reliving my childhood or revealing it. Now, before all you amateur journalists watching this segment online start writing your crap scoops about my father abusing me, you can stop right now. For your information, I didn't know who my father was until about eight years ago, when I was sixteen. I grew up in an abusive home with a man who would make Adolf Hitler blush. If it wasn't for the Hart Princess and her family and my real father, I wouldn't be standing here. I'll never be able to repay them for that even if I tried for the rest of my life.
"Living through my past was hard enough. Having someone come out and talk about it is harder. And that's not even the worst part. No, you see, the worst part is that she says I was abused because I wasn't good for anything else. She says that my father and mother weren't there for me because they didn't want me. I'm here to tell you that she's wrong. I was there. I lived it. Do you guys want to know the real reason?"
She lifted the microphone into the air as the fans screamed yes. Angel felt a sense of relief. She thought the fans would hate her. Roman looked at her. She took a deep breath.
"The reason that Undertaker wasn't there for me is because he didn't even know about me until after I was already born and given up for adoption. If you can figure out how you're supposed to be there for someone you don't know about, please let me know. The reason my mother wasn't there is because…well…sadly, three weeks after I was born, she passed away.
"As for the abuse itself, that's an easy one. It was not because I was not good for anything else. It was because he was abusing his wife and I knew about it and abusing me was the only way to keep me quiet" Angel said.
The fans started screaming. It went on for about five minutes or so and by the time it had calmed down again, Angel's ears were ringing. She could tell that Roman was smiling.
"Now, if you were wondering what on earth Roman Reigns is doing out here. Well, let's just say, the Big Dog has been my rock for the last little bit. If he hadn't been here to help and encourage me, I never would have been able to tell you fans all this. Simply put, I love him.
"For now though, I need to address both Alexa Bliss and Charlotte Flair. First, to Alexa. I am going to make you regret giving me another scar to add to my collection. You're going to wish you had never tried to throw me through a TV last week. Now, Charlotte, enjoy being the Champion while you can because at SummerSlam, I will claim your soul. There will be no distractions. No Queen's Court. No entourages. Nothing but you and I one-on-one, face to face in this ring. And when all is said and done, I will have your title, I will have your soul and you will Rest…In…Pain because resting in peace is too good for you, you manipulative little bitch" Angel snapped.
She dropped the microphone. Roman started to leave the ring, but suddenly he stopped. He turned back around and walked back over to Angel. She was completely stunned when Roman kissed her right there in the middle of the ring. Angel laughed to herself as she heard every male fan in the arena boo loudly, while the girls and the children were cheering. When they pulled apart, Roman stepped from the ring, but stayed at ringside. As Alexa's music hit, Angel walked to the edge of the ring and knelt down, looking confused.
"I figure if I stay out here, she won't try any funny business. I won't touch her. Don't worry" Roman said.
Angel nodded. She looked up to see Alexa not walking to the ring. Instead, she had a microphone in hand. Angel picked up the one that was still in the ring and sighed. She was going to have to verbally defend herself.
"Ugh, make me vomit, you two with your little love fest out here. Roman, why would you settle for the Dead Girl when you could have someone like me? I mean, come on! She has more scars than she knows…" Alexa started.
"You listen to me you little bitch. Has it ever occurred to you that Roman isn't shallow as all get out and that the reason he's "settled for me" is because of my personality both in and out of this ring? I don't know if you realize this, but the personality I have outside this ring is a complete and total contrast to what you see in front of you right now. If you don't believe me, take about three hours or so and walk around just this crowd and ask. I have signed more autographs and taken more pictures with fans then I can remember. As for my scars, well, as the little genius here pointed out, I do have scars and I do have a lot of them. I'd show you and the fans all of them if I could, but that's not PG. I can say however, that my scars mean one thing to me: they mean that I have survived. All the abuse, the pain, the surgeries, the crazy matches that I have been put in during the last eight years. All of it. And guess what? I'm still here. Now, why don't you be a good little girl and get in the ring and fight me. After all, why waste the fan's time with talking when they paid their hard earned money to see us fight?" Angel said.
Alexa took a tantrum at the top of the ramp, stomping her feet and jumping up and down. Everything that she thought was a negative about Angel had been turned around and flipped into a positive by the Dead Girl. She stormed down to the ring and waited for the bell to ring. Once it did, Alexa did something very stupid. She tried to rush Angel. Angel responded by hitting a clothes line. After that, Angel climbed to the top rope and did a Superman Punch, making Alexa hit the mat like a ton of bricks. Then Angel pinned her for the three count. With her job done, Angel rolled from the ring and walked back to the back. When she got there, she noticed that Kristy, Bayley, and Becky were all waiting for her. Not only that, but Charlotte, Sasha, and Carmella stood there. Angel was right between them. Kristy, Becky, and Bayley noticed that Triple H was standing nearby.
"Maybe someone will think twice before trying to get someone else to murder me" Angel said raising her voice.
"And as for you, Little Queen. Let that be a preview of what the Dead Girl can do" Bayley said.
"Good luck at SummerSlam Charlotte because based on what I saw out there, you're gonna need it" Becky said.
"Take care of that title while you've got it, Flair. You won't have it forever" Kristy said.
With that, the four of them walked away, leaving Sasha, Charlotte and Carmella all standing there, looking like they had been slapped. Angel looked back and rolled her eyes. Then she walked back to the locker room. As soon as they did, Taker stood up, looking worried.
"What's up, Daddy?" Angel said.
"Davey just called" Taker said.
"And? Is something going on in Calgary?" Kristy asked.
"Yes. Bret's been complaining of headaches lately. And today, he was out riding his bike. He went into the bushes to…well, you guys get it. Anyway, he hit a pot hole in the grass and went over the handlebars and smacked his head on the ground" Taker said.
"Is he alright?!" Angel and Kristy asked.
"I don't know. But we're going to Calgary. He's in the hospital" Taker said.
Angel and Kristy nodded. Neither one of them were saying anything. Both of them were staring at each other, trying not to cry. No matter what had happened between Bret and the girls, they still cared about him and didn't want anything to happen to him.
"We're coming too" Dean said.
"Well, I guess this is one way for you to meet the family" Kristy whispered.
After that, they quietly packed up their things. Then they hugged Bayley and Becky who wished them luck. Then they headed to the parking lot. From there, they headed to the airport. It was going to be a long few days.
Been wanting to put Bret's stroke in here for a bit and I figured now is as good a time as any. But yeah. I hope that you guys like this. Should be getting a new comp soon, so yeah. Please leave a review. Bye guys!~Taker's Soul Girl.