DISCLAIMER AND EXPLANATIONS

I don't own any characters except for Eve and her family and friends - well, not her uncle. Eve's uncle (I won't mention who now, but you'll find out in a later chapter) is a real person, for those of you that haven't been in wrestling for very many years. I'm not sure if he has any brothers, sisters-in-law, or nieces, but if he does, any similarities between them and my characters is purely coincidental. All WWF and Alliance characters belong to the WWF corporation.

This story goes on the basis that everything that happens in the WWF is 100% real. Laugh if you want, but that's how this story is going to go. It starts about the time that Stephanie bought ECW. Vince had an affair with Trish Stratus. I can't remember when that happened, so I'll put it about the same time. Several writers here have said that Lita's real name is Amy Dumas. Whether it is or isn't (I don't know because I have been out of wrestling for at least five years and just got back into it early in 2001), for the purpose of this story her real name is Lita. For that matter, everyone's stage name is their real name. People with names like the Undertaker had their names changed legally. Later WWF fanfics will use the real names of the wrestlers.

Linda McMahon was never committed and still owns her 25% of the WWF.

I've tampered with a bunch of other stuff, too, but I'm not going to bother to list them all. I have nothing against any of the wrestlers. You need to have a balance of good and bad, otherwise things wouldn't be very interesting.

There are boa constrictors that have a slightly-darker-than blueberry yoghurt colour, but I don't know if there are any Royal (ball) pythons of this colour. I chose the Royal python because of its size and the small amount of space needed to keep it in, making it an easy snake to travel with all the time.

* * denotes personal thoughts.

CHAPTER ONE: A RISING STAR

Eve Roberts parked her car in the employee lot of the arena, sitting there for a few moments after she'd turned off the engine. For what felt like the hundredth time, she wondered why she'd been called in to work on a day when the company was usually closed up. The boss had been mysterious on the phone, saying only that she was to come prepared to show her stuff.

Someone was interested in her moves. That was the only recurring theme through all the possibilities floating around in Eve's head.

Two other cars were parked in the same lot close by. One was Malcolm's, the boss. The other must belong to the person or persons that had come here to see her.

See her? Just her, or would others be showing up later?

Well, one thing was for certain. Sitting in her car wasn't going to help her get her questions answered. Eve grabbed the gym bag that contained her wrestling togs and got out of the car.

A few hours later Eve was having problems convincing herself that the events of the past few hours had really happened. Linda McMahon and Mick Foley - from the famous World Wrestling Federation that Eve had idolized since she was ten years old (she was 23 now) - had actually come to see her exhibit her professional wrestling skills. They'd heard good things about her, they'd said, from a talent scout that they occasionally sent to search the minor leagues for wrestlers with potential to become WWF material.

After the brief office meeting, Eve went to change into her wrestling attire - black spandex tights, form-fitting black t-shirt with a bloody skull and cross bones, and a black leather jacket which she didn't wear while wrestling - and then had gone on to demonstrate various moves, holds, and pins against Mick Foley. She also had the same techniques used against her, to show she could take punishment as well as dish it out. Wrestlers from the WWF were tougher opponents than the ones in Eve's current league.

Eve must have passed their tests with flying colours because Linda was talking about buying out Eve's contract while they were still at ringside, she and Foley towelling off the sweat from their workout. Malcolm wasn't happy about losing his best female wrestler, but he was a good man that treated all his employees - from wrestler to janitor - with respect and wanted only the best for each and every one of them. It was agreed, partly on Eve's insistence, that she would finish the three scheduled matches she had in the next two weeks, then make her debut the following Monday on Raw Is War. A new contract would be drafted up and signed before then.

Because of her dazed and disbelieving state, which followed Eve well into the next day, she lost her match. Mentally toughening herself up, she won her next match. Then her new contract was signed, making her part of the WWF. One more match to go, which she had to really concentrate to win, overcome now with giddy excitement as she was. She had made her long-time dream come true, to be a wrestler in the WWF. Best of all, she'd made it on her own - a personal vow she'd made to herself years ago when she'd started on the path to becoming a professional wrestler.

The Thursday before Eve was scheduled to make her debut, she packed up her clothes and her snake, Houdini - Linda had assured her at the signing of the new contract, when Eve had remembered to ask, that travelling with the snake wouldn't be a problem - and flew to New York, where the next Raw Is War would take place. She spent the night in the hotel, resting, then met with Linda the next day.

Linda wanted to take a look at the style of Eve's entrance and see if it could be improved upon at all. Her theme music was an instrumental piece from the song, "I'm a Bitch." Linda decided not to change that. She suggested several different steps to add to the dance Eve did on the platform before she walked down to the ring. Eve tried all of them out and even added one or two to the act.

That over with fairly quickly, Eve now had free time on her hands. A whole weekend lay before her. The other wrestlers wouldn't start showing up at the hotel until Sunday - not that it mattered, really. Linda wanted Eve's debut to be a complete surprise to the company - not even Vince McMahon, Linda's husband, knew about her - so Eve couldn't approach them to say hello. She wasn't even on the same floor as her new co-workers - a ruse thought up to throw the media off the scent, for Linda had decided to make a special trip to the ring on Thursday's Smackdown and say that she had an announcement to make on the next Raw Is War. Eve had watched Smackdown from the comfort of her hotel room. It would be the last time for a long time - barring an accident that put her out of commission, knock on wood - because now she would be a part of the shows.