Disclaimer: Most of the characters in this story are the exclusive property of the WWF/WWE, Titan sports and the athletes who portray them. In addition let me take this opportunity to apologize for taking liberties with the timelines and in some cases even crossing athletes over from other feds. But hey I guess we can do that because it's our story.

This story has nothing to do with the previous J.J. Kane stories. It is a side story all it's own.

A new girl in town

By Electra and Jasseen

Chapter 1

J.J./Kane/Taker/Sammy

Walking out of the locker room J.J., Kane, Sammy and Taker head toward the parking area. J.J. take's Kane's hand knowing that being around Taker still makes him a little uneasy.

"I'm going to take the bike out for a ride." Taker says heading back to where it's parked.

"Which one do you have?" J.J. asked.

"Come see." Taker replied.

As they approached the area where the bike was parked Taker did a double take.

There's someone sitting on my bike. He thought with wonder. Who the hell is that?

Picking up his pace he felt the others fall in step beside him.

"Who they hell are you and what are you doing on my bike!" Taker asked loudly.

"Nice ride." the woman on the bike said. "She's pretty I guess she's yours?"

"Damn right she's mine now get your ass off her before I do something you'll regret." Taker said through clenched teeth.

"Oh? Like what you gonna fight me tough guy." The woman replied with a wink.

"Get off or I'll take you off and you won't like it I guarantee it." Taker said.

The thing about guys like you is I know exactly how to play you." The woman said ponderously then she sighed. "I've eaten men like you for breakfast and I won't hesitate to do it again."

"Oh really." Taker said reaching for her.

Sammy grabbed his arm and he looked at her dangerously.

"Babe, lets not get upset." Sammy said. "She's not doing it any harm."

"She's on my damn bike that's harm enough." Taker said. "You don't sit on another person's bike!"

"Point to Kayla." The woman said pointing to herself "I guess I win this round."

"Not hardly lady." Taker said suddenly grabbing her by the arms and pulling her off the bike.

Kane watched in utter amazement as did J.J.

I can't believe he's doing this. J.J. thought.

"Mark!" Sammy cried as he lifted her and set her on the ground in front of him.

Kayla's eyebrows arched. "So you've proven. . . what, exactly? That you can move me? Congrats; superstar of the year. Now do me a favor and get your fucking hands off of me," Kayla said sharply, stepping forward in to Taker's space and glaring.

"Woman you ever touch one of my bikes again and I'll do a lot more than move you." Taker said glaring right back and still holding her by one arm. "You have no idea who you're messing with lady and I use the term lady lightly."

"Taker." Kane said drawing Taker's attention.

"What?" Taker growled looking at Kane.

"I think you've made your point." Kane answered.

Kayla laughed scornfully. "I should fucking deck you. . . right in the middle of that pretty face of yours. You wouldn't think you were such hot shit then, would you?" she said, flexing her fingers and looking as if she could very well follow through with her threat.

Taker laughed turning to face her once again.

"Go ahead and I'll drop you where you stand." Taker growled.

"Mark I think this has gone on long enough." Sammy said trying to difuse the situation and putting her hand on Taker's arm. "Let her go and lets get out of here."

"I'd listen to your woman," Kayla said. "But I'll help you out. . . just this once." With that, she wrenched her arm out of Taker's grip, and strode quickly out of sight.

She's scarred like me. Kane thought with wonder. I wonder how she got scarred?

"Sammy in the future don't step in when I'm dealing with someone." Taker said. "You need to let me deal with it my own way."

"You two were going to end up in a fight." Sammy said. "Over her sitting on your bike."

"She should have know better. And the only reason there would have been a fight is if she actually hit me." Taker said. "A man's bike is like his woman you don't mess with another man's woman or his bike." Taker added.

Sammy just sighed knowing she couldn't change his mind on this.

"We're going to take off." J.J. said reaching out to take Kane's hand again. "Breakfast tomorrow before we head out?"

"Sure thing." Taker said.

Kayla

kayla strode briskly out of sight. Once out of view, she rummaged through her jacket pockets for a pack of smokes and a lighter. So what if this was a parking garage? She needed a god damn smoke right then.

She leaned against her bike, lit up and inhailed. The first drag helped ease some of her tension. Cassie was going to have her ass in a handbasket for this latest debocle; Wade would mock her mercilessly and Vanessa would shake her head and sigh.

Kayla savored the last few drags of her smoke and carefully but it out under her boot. Then she sat on her bike, put the key in to the egnition and pealed out of the garage.

Taker

Takeing off Taker shook his head.

That bitch. He thought. I can't believe the nerve of her. Sitting on my bike then actually telling me she could deck me. She has no idea what she's dealing with here. But if I see her again she'll know.

Sammy

I can't believe he got so pissed over someone admiring his bike. I actually thought he was going to hit her for a second there.

Kayla

As she drove, her mind wandered aimlesssly. What a way to start her tenyer. She'd just gained the attention of arguably the biggest superstar on the roster - and not in a good way.

"It's not like I was going to steal the damn thing," she muttered, but the wind made it impossible for her to hear her own voice.

"That brother of his, though. . ." her mind continued.

"I hate looking in mirors, but the mask? That's a little much."

Her mind wandered back to seeing herself for the first time.

"God, I was a fucking mess," she remembered.

"I couldn't believed I'd survived that, but when I saw myself. . . I wished I hadn't." she said to herself.

Taker/Sammy

Riding around for a few hours the ride was easing Taker's tension. But he could tell by the way Sammy was hanging onto him that it was time to go back.

She's tired. Taker thought. And probably sore from the ride.

Kane/J.J.

Getting back to the hotel J.J. couldn't help but notice that Kane was a little tense.

"What's up babe. You seem a bit tense." J.J. aked.

"I just wonder how far that would have gone. Would Taker have actually hit a woman.

"I don't think so." J.J. said.

"But you don't know." Kane said.

"No I don't know him as well as I'd like." J.J. said. "I'd like to believe he's not the kind to hit a woman."

Kane didn't say anything he just took J.J.'s hand and they headed to the bedroom. Before long they were both sound asleep.

Kayla

Kayla sighed as she stopped at a light.

"You know going there only depresses you," she thought.

Then Karena, the voice of her therapist, began to ring soothingly in her head.

Kayla groaned. "Fuck off," she muttered as the light changed.

"Just let me sink in to self pity for a second in peace," she thought as she continued driving.

After what felt like an eturnity, Kayla finally spotted the hotel. She pulled up and parked. Grabbing her bag, she slid off of her bike and walked purposefully towards the doors and inside.

She bypassed the elivators out of long habit and instead took the stairs. Three floors was nothing.

She quickly foundher room and collapsed greatfully onto her bed.

"Food and a joint; that's exactly what I need," she muttered as she dug through her bag for her phone.

Ignoring the missed calls and texts, she scrolled through her phonebook.

"Definitely a pizza kind of night," she thought as the phone dialed.

"Maybe I can invite the brothers grim over and really make this a party," she said aloud. The thought made her laugh.

Taker/Sammy

Getting back to the hotel Taker pulled into one of the spaces reserved for bikes and helped Sammy off before dismounting himself.

He saw a bike parked beside where he had pulled in and went to check it out.

It was a sleek thing, all black with chrome accents. The leather on the seat and handlebars looked well - worn but cared for. The metal had been recently polished; it gleamed in the light.

This bike gets a lot of use. But it looks like the person knows how to maintain it pretty well.

Gold and black. I wouldn't have chosen this color scheme myslef but then it ain't my bike. Taker thought.

"Aren't you doing the same thing you got so upset about?" Sammy asked.

"No I'm just looking I ain't sitting on it." Taker said with a smile.

Sammy just shook her head.

Taker reached out and took Sammy's hand and they headed into the hotel.

Kayla

Kayla knew she was dreaming. It was a bright summer's day and her parents were both there. The sounds of gently lapping waves and laughter echoed in her ears and she smiled.

Then Rihana's 'SOS' dragged her from the depths of her dream in to startling awareness as it trilled from across the room.

Kayla groaned in complaint and buried her head in a pillow but Rhiana just sang on. She cursed and dragged herself out of the bed. She located the phone and turned the song off but it was too late; she definitely wasn't getting anymore sleep now.

Looking at the clock Kayla realized it was only eight. Looking again at the bed she decided not to even try to get more sleep even though it was hours before she had to leave.

"I need coffee stat." she thought. "Maybe directly inserted into my veins."

Sammy/Taker

Waking up Sammy saw that Taker was still fast asleep. So she slipped out of bed and looked at the clock.

Only eight. She thought. A bit early but I'll just read till he wakes.

A little later she decided to go down and get a cup of coffee from the dining room.

Getting up she headed down wondering if she should leave Taker a note then deciding against it.

As she entered the dining room she saw the woman from the night before sitting all alone at a table.

Should I go talk to her. Sammy wondered. I've never seen her before could she be new.

No I won't talk to her. What would I say anyway. Sammy thought taking a seat not far from the woman.

Sammy watched the woman for a while.

As Sammy watched she saw the woman yawn then scratch the back of her head.

She looks like she's contemplating something I wonder what?

She looks tired. Sammy thought.

Did she acutally just ask for the whole pot. She wondered not quite hearing what she said. But Sammy didn't miss the way the waiter stared in shock at her.

That must be what Kane goes through. She realized.

Kayla

Kayla yawned and absently scratched the back of her head.

"It's probably time for a hair cut, but I hate getting them done," she thought.

"The scars back there make it damn uncomfortable."

She staired sleepily in to the depths of her now empty coffee cup.

"Maybe I should just ask for the whole pot," she thought as she flagged down a passing waiter.

"More coffee?" he asked.

Yeah," she said. "Just bring me the whole pot.

The waiter laughed. Then his eyes took in her face and he blanched.

He seemed unable to speak for a moment, then finally managed a "Coming right up!" in a pretend cheerful tone that made Kayla roll her eyes at his back.

"Yeah, just stare at the freakish loking girl like all the rest of them," Kayla thought cynically as the waiter walked away.