This chapter isn't graphic, but it deals with rape. If that isn't your thing, please skip this chapter. Thank you.

Wade sat in his hotel room, thinking of a way to break the so-called "Viperette." Haile Carmichael. Randy Orton's rookie. It was just too perfect.
He smirked. Tomorrow, he would put the plan in motion after he spoke to the group.

Haile skipped lightly down the hall, a huge grin on her face. Today would be the start of her storyline with the Nexus, and she was more than thrilled. Randy however, was less than pleased and downright pissed off.
"Viperette, this isn't a good idea."
"Ugh, Randy will you stop already? I'm doing the storyline with Nexus. Drop it!"
Randy growled at her.
"Dammit Carmichael, I don't want ya to get hurt!"
"Who says I'll get hurt?"
Randy grabbed her arm and spun her around, putting both hands on her shoulders.
"Listen to me for once! Haile, remember when they attacked John? What makes you think they won't do the same thing to you?"
Haile looked into his eyes and saw fear, anger, and worry. Gently, she put a hand on his cheek.
"Randy, please trust me. I know what I'm doing."
He shook his head, and she sighed.
"Snakeboy, ya gotta learn to trust people. You're right. I don't know that they won't attack me. But I signed up for this job knowing what would happen, and I accept it."
"Well I can't, Carmichael. I won't let them have the chance to hurt you."
Haile hugged him, resting her head on his chest.
"Randy, it'll be okay. Trust me?"
He sighed and hugged her back.
"Please, be careful. For me."
"I will, Snake. I will."

Wade and the rest of Nexus waited for Haile to come through the curtain, wearing identical glares.
"Hey guys!"
Wade growled and lunged for her, pinning her against the wall.
"Did you go out there to purposely make us look bad, Haile? Or are you just that untalented?"
Haile froze as she felt his disgusting breath on her neck.
"Let me go. Please."
"I don't think so, sweetheart. You lost tonight, and we don't take kindly to losing."
She heard someone come up behind her and felt them trace a finger down her spine.
"I'm gunna enjoy this," Heath crooned.
His hand went to the front of her wrestling shorts and Haile immediately began to fight. She launched a foot into his nuts, then headbutted Wade and ran for the door.
And it was locked. She began to scream as someone wrapped their arms around her and dragged her backwards.
"Let me go! Don't do this!"
"You've given us no choice, little love. Losing brings punishment."
Zeke wrapped a hand around her throat as the torture began.

Randy fought off Sheamus' blows and pinned him quickly, resulting in a win. Something didn't feel right.
He needed to find Haile.

After Nexus was done with their torturing of Haile, Wade shoved her out the door.
"Tell anyone and we'll end your career, little love."
Then he shut the door, and Haile curled up on the floor, shaking and sobbing.

Kane walked through the hallway, looking for John Cena. Instead, he came upon a half-naked Haile, who was obviously terrified.
"Shit! Haile? Little One, can you hear me?"
Gently, he put his hand on her shoulder, but drew back as she jumped.
"No more, please. Please, Wade. I'm too young! STOP!"
Damn it. Something had happened with Nexus.
Kane picked her up and held her to his chest, whispering nonsense in her ear.
"Haile, it's okay. You're safe now. They can't hurt you with me around. You're okay, Little One."
Haile looked up at him with scared eyes.
"Kane?"
"Yes. It's okay, Haile."
She put her face into his shoulder and sobbed.
"I told them n-no. Th-they s-s-said it was my p-p-punishment for losing the m-match."
Kane growled.
"What did they do, Viperette?"
She looked up at him and whispered one word.
"Rape."