Hi everyone! I've been playing around with this idea for a while now, and according to some of my friends it's about damn time I wrote it lol. (Alex... this is for you so I'll finally shut up about it! ^_^)
Author: Silver§Dragoness
Distribution: http://www.angelfire.com/wrestling3/silverdragoness - My website. All my work can be found here and it's undergoing a renovation. http://www.FanFiction.net
Disclaimer: All recognized characters belong to Vince McMahon, World Wrestling Entertainment (WWE), anyone who you don't recognize belongs to me.
Rated: R- For language
Edge was in the ring staring daggers at Gangrel. Christian was standing beside
Gangrel as a tall, blonde woman wearing a pair of knee high boots, black leather flare
pants and a black sweater that flared at the wrist and had a v-shaped neckline. She also
carried a chair.
King shouted "Puppies!"
The woman smacked Gangrel with the chair and glared at Christian as she rolled
into the ring. Christian helped Gangrel to his feet and they walked backstage.
"Who the hell is that and why is she helping Edge?" JR asked.
"What the hell are you doing?" Edge asked, slightly pissed about seeing her standing
there. They were in his locker room and he looked at the blonde. "You could have been
hurt."
She smirked ever so slightly. "What's the matter Edge, mad you had to get bailed
out by your baby sister?"
"Call, you know I can take care of myself. You had no business coming down that
ramp, you don't know how dangerous Gangrel is."
She narrowed her eyes. "Don't call me that."
He grinned. "Fine, Callie." He held up his hands in surrender at the look he got.
"Fine, Callisto. There. Happy?"
Callisto grinned. "Very." She sat down. 'I have to find out why Christian turned
traitor...' "Edge.. I'll be back in a little while."
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Women's locker room."
Edge looked slightly confused. "All right.. have fun."
She smirked. "I will." With that she left the locker room.
Christian glared at Gangrel. "You're one sick man."
"Thank you my friend." Gangrel grinned, showing off his fangs. "But, I have
someone to introduce to you." At that notion a tall man with black hair in dreadlocks
walks in. His outfit is that of a black T-shirt, black jeans and a black trenchcoat over that.
"Meet my younger brother, Vampiro."
Christian glared at the man.
"Thank you for the warm welcome." Vampiro smirked. "Now, where's the mortal
you told me about?"
Christian paled. "Callisto?"
"Yeah that's the one." Vampiro looked impressed as Gangrel conjured up a smoke
like image of Callisto, walking through the hall, looking quite determined. Christian sent
his hand through the image, sending it to dissolve away into smoke. "What was that for?
"Gangrel said he wasn't going to spy on my sister. I'm going to hold him to that."
Vampiro smirked again. "Well, my dear brothers, I shall return, I need to find this
desert flower." He then left a smirking Gangrel and furious Christian.
Callisto was walking through the halls when she bumped into Vampiro. "Move it." She
muttered, not really caring who was in her way at the time.
"My, my, the lovely vixen standing before my very eyes. Such a pleasant sight for
my tormented eyes."
Callisto looked at him, promptly deciding he was trouble and the best thing to do
was ignore him. So she kept walking, but he grabbed her hair and yanked her back.
Startled she let out a gasp and a small scream.
"You'll be doing more of that later..." He told her, his mouth only inches from her
ear. Breath hot on her skin. She recoiled as a pair of fangs came into view from the corner
of her eye. Vampiro laughed as she tried to get free. "It's no use my dear. The more you try
to free yourself the more pain you inflect. Pain is a wonderful thing isn't it? If you let it,
pain can be a friend."
He turned her around so she was facing him and he shoved her against the wall,
her head smacking it in the process.
Jeff Hardy was walking through the halls, he had just arrived at the arena and was on his
way to his locker room that he shared with his brother, Matt. He seen a man dressed in
black holding a blonde woman against the wall, seemingly against her will. He walked
closer and heard part of what the man was saying.
"The pain is great isn't it. That crack made the most delightful sound. It was
literally music to my ears my dear." He laughed as the woman appeared to be in too much
pain to respond.
Jeff dropped his gym bag and tapped the man on the shoulder. As soon as he
turned around Jeff nailed him, right in the jaw. The man stumbled back as Jeff looked to
the blonde, who fell to her knees and grabbed her head. When Jeff turned back the man
was gone. He bent down beside her and saw her shivering so he took off his coat and
wrapped it around her. She stuck her arms through the sleeves as her pain-clouded gray
eyes met his own green eyes. Jeff was surprised when she leaned forward and hugged him.
"Thank you." She said, her voice rather quiet, but obvious she was trying to hold
back tears.
Callisto was surprised at herself, hugging this man she didn't know, fighting to hold in the
tears. He didn't need to know her problems. He was kind enough to help her out of that
situation. She thanked him and he must have heard the fight with her emotions because he
gently ran his hand up and down her back. His touch was like an instant comfort and her
emotions finally subsided for the time being.
"You're welcome." His voice had a slight southern accent to it. She pulled back
and looked into his eyes, noticing how comforting they were. There was a genuine care in
them. "Are you all right?"
His voice snapped her out of her reprieve. "Yeah, I'm fine, thanks to you." She
blushed slightly. "I hit my head on the wall, and it was like the more he talked the worse
the pain was. I felt like my head was going to explode." He stood up and helped her up.
"My name is Jeff."
She smiled. "I'm Callisto."
Vampiro growled as he stormed into the locker room. Muttering a rather long line of
obscenities.
"What's wrong Vamp?"
"Nothing." He growled, 'I'll get that little bastard back. He'll never know what hit
him.' He grinned inwardly. That little blonde fool wouldn't know anything until it
happened.
Gangrel's mental voice cut through his
thinking.
I had her 'Grel. I had her in the palm of my hand, it was only seconds until I
made her mine. But no, some little blonde idiot had to break it up.
Vampiro made a smoke image of Callisto talking with Jeff.
Vampiro growled at the image. "Hardy." Gangrel muttered, then waved a hand through
the image as Christian came back in from the bathroom. Christian wondered briefly what
they were up to but then decided he didn't want to know.
p Callisto slipped off Jeff's jacket and handed it to him. "You sure you'll be able to get back
to your locker room?"
br She smiled. "Yeah it's right down the hall." She pointed to the door that had
'Edge' written on it.
p i Damn, it's Edge's girl. He's gonna have my head when he finds out. /i As thoughts of his
murder by they hands of Edge raced through his head she smiled and responded with..
"Don't worry, he shouldn't be angry with you.. of course he is just a tad bit
overprotective of his baby sister.."
Oh shit, now I'm really going to be hurting once Edge finds out. He did his best to
give her a smile. "I can't say I blame him."
Callisto smiled. "Thanks again, Jeff."
He couldn't help but smile back at her, "It was no problem, really. I'm just glad to
help." He watched her grin and then turn around and walk back to Edge's locker room.
The way her hips moved was hypnotic. When she got to the door she turned around and
waved at him. Jeff waved back and she walked into the locker room.
Callisto smiled as she walked into the locker room.
"Why are you so happy?"
"No reason. It's just a lovely night."
Edge nodded, not believing a word she said. "Well, you're in your first match next
Monday. Me and you against the Hardys, Gangrel and Christian."
"That's nice." She said.
That night Jeff couldn't stop thinking of Callisto. All through out his match he thought
about her and wasn't quite on his game, boy had Michael Hayes ripped him a new one for
that. He was laying in the bed at the hotel, Matt snoring like crazy in the other bed. Jeff
sighed, and tried to sleep, wondering when he'd see her again.
Callisto had dozed off in the car, her head leaning up against the window. Edge looked
over at her briefly, checking to make sure she was still asleep. He kept one hand on the
wheel as he dialed a number on his cell phone. He took as deep breath as Gangrel
answered. "Yeah... I'll do it.. just stick to the agreement and I won't have to hurt you."
Author: Silver§Dragoness
Distribution: http://www.angelfire.com/wrestling3/silverdragoness - My website. All my work can be found here and it's undergoing a renovation. http://www.FanFiction.net
Disclaimer: All recognized characters belong to Vince McMahon, World Wrestling Entertainment (WWE), anyone who you don't recognize belongs to me.
Rated: R- For language
Edge was in the ring staring daggers at Gangrel. Christian was standing beside
Gangrel as a tall, blonde woman wearing a pair of knee high boots, black leather flare
pants and a black sweater that flared at the wrist and had a v-shaped neckline. She also
carried a chair.
King shouted "Puppies!"
The woman smacked Gangrel with the chair and glared at Christian as she rolled
into the ring. Christian helped Gangrel to his feet and they walked backstage.
"Who the hell is that and why is she helping Edge?" JR asked.
"What the hell are you doing?" Edge asked, slightly pissed about seeing her standing
there. They were in his locker room and he looked at the blonde. "You could have been
hurt."
She smirked ever so slightly. "What's the matter Edge, mad you had to get bailed
out by your baby sister?"
"Call, you know I can take care of myself. You had no business coming down that
ramp, you don't know how dangerous Gangrel is."
She narrowed her eyes. "Don't call me that."
He grinned. "Fine, Callie." He held up his hands in surrender at the look he got.
"Fine, Callisto. There. Happy?"
Callisto grinned. "Very." She sat down. 'I have to find out why Christian turned
traitor...' "Edge.. I'll be back in a little while."
"Where do you think you're going?"
"Women's locker room."
Edge looked slightly confused. "All right.. have fun."
She smirked. "I will." With that she left the locker room.
Christian glared at Gangrel. "You're one sick man."
"Thank you my friend." Gangrel grinned, showing off his fangs. "But, I have
someone to introduce to you." At that notion a tall man with black hair in dreadlocks
walks in. His outfit is that of a black T-shirt, black jeans and a black trenchcoat over that.
"Meet my younger brother, Vampiro."
Christian glared at the man.
"Thank you for the warm welcome." Vampiro smirked. "Now, where's the mortal
you told me about?"
Christian paled. "Callisto?"
"Yeah that's the one." Vampiro looked impressed as Gangrel conjured up a smoke
like image of Callisto, walking through the hall, looking quite determined. Christian sent
his hand through the image, sending it to dissolve away into smoke. "What was that for?
"Gangrel said he wasn't going to spy on my sister. I'm going to hold him to that."
Vampiro smirked again. "Well, my dear brothers, I shall return, I need to find this
desert flower." He then left a smirking Gangrel and furious Christian.
Callisto was walking through the halls when she bumped into Vampiro. "Move it." She
muttered, not really caring who was in her way at the time.
"My, my, the lovely vixen standing before my very eyes. Such a pleasant sight for
my tormented eyes."
Callisto looked at him, promptly deciding he was trouble and the best thing to do
was ignore him. So she kept walking, but he grabbed her hair and yanked her back.
Startled she let out a gasp and a small scream.
"You'll be doing more of that later..." He told her, his mouth only inches from her
ear. Breath hot on her skin. She recoiled as a pair of fangs came into view from the corner
of her eye. Vampiro laughed as she tried to get free. "It's no use my dear. The more you try
to free yourself the more pain you inflect. Pain is a wonderful thing isn't it? If you let it,
pain can be a friend."
He turned her around so she was facing him and he shoved her against the wall,
her head smacking it in the process.
Jeff Hardy was walking through the halls, he had just arrived at the arena and was on his
way to his locker room that he shared with his brother, Matt. He seen a man dressed in
black holding a blonde woman against the wall, seemingly against her will. He walked
closer and heard part of what the man was saying.
"The pain is great isn't it. That crack made the most delightful sound. It was
literally music to my ears my dear." He laughed as the woman appeared to be in too much
pain to respond.
Jeff dropped his gym bag and tapped the man on the shoulder. As soon as he
turned around Jeff nailed him, right in the jaw. The man stumbled back as Jeff looked to
the blonde, who fell to her knees and grabbed her head. When Jeff turned back the man
was gone. He bent down beside her and saw her shivering so he took off his coat and
wrapped it around her. She stuck her arms through the sleeves as her pain-clouded gray
eyes met his own green eyes. Jeff was surprised when she leaned forward and hugged him.
"Thank you." She said, her voice rather quiet, but obvious she was trying to hold
back tears.
Callisto was surprised at herself, hugging this man she didn't know, fighting to hold in the
tears. He didn't need to know her problems. He was kind enough to help her out of that
situation. She thanked him and he must have heard the fight with her emotions because he
gently ran his hand up and down her back. His touch was like an instant comfort and her
emotions finally subsided for the time being.
"You're welcome." His voice had a slight southern accent to it. She pulled back
and looked into his eyes, noticing how comforting they were. There was a genuine care in
them. "Are you all right?"
His voice snapped her out of her reprieve. "Yeah, I'm fine, thanks to you." She
blushed slightly. "I hit my head on the wall, and it was like the more he talked the worse
the pain was. I felt like my head was going to explode." He stood up and helped her up.
"My name is Jeff."
She smiled. "I'm Callisto."
Vampiro growled as he stormed into the locker room. Muttering a rather long line of
obscenities.
"What's wrong Vamp?"
"Nothing." He growled, 'I'll get that little bastard back. He'll never know what hit
him.' He grinned inwardly. That little blonde fool wouldn't know anything until it
happened.
Gangrel's mental voice cut through his
thinking.
I had her 'Grel. I had her in the palm of my hand, it was only seconds until I
made her mine. But no, some little blonde idiot had to break it up.
Vampiro made a smoke image of Callisto talking with Jeff.
Vampiro growled at the image. "Hardy." Gangrel muttered, then waved a hand through
the image as Christian came back in from the bathroom. Christian wondered briefly what
they were up to but then decided he didn't want to know.
p Callisto slipped off Jeff's jacket and handed it to him. "You sure you'll be able to get back
to your locker room?"
br She smiled. "Yeah it's right down the hall." She pointed to the door that had
'Edge' written on it.
p i Damn, it's Edge's girl. He's gonna have my head when he finds out. /i As thoughts of his
murder by they hands of Edge raced through his head she smiled and responded with..
"Don't worry, he shouldn't be angry with you.. of course he is just a tad bit
overprotective of his baby sister.."
Oh shit, now I'm really going to be hurting once Edge finds out. He did his best to
give her a smile. "I can't say I blame him."
Callisto smiled. "Thanks again, Jeff."
He couldn't help but smile back at her, "It was no problem, really. I'm just glad to
help." He watched her grin and then turn around and walk back to Edge's locker room.
The way her hips moved was hypnotic. When she got to the door she turned around and
waved at him. Jeff waved back and she walked into the locker room.
Callisto smiled as she walked into the locker room.
"Why are you so happy?"
"No reason. It's just a lovely night."
Edge nodded, not believing a word she said. "Well, you're in your first match next
Monday. Me and you against the Hardys, Gangrel and Christian."
"That's nice." She said.
That night Jeff couldn't stop thinking of Callisto. All through out his match he thought
about her and wasn't quite on his game, boy had Michael Hayes ripped him a new one for
that. He was laying in the bed at the hotel, Matt snoring like crazy in the other bed. Jeff
sighed, and tried to sleep, wondering when he'd see her again.
Callisto had dozed off in the car, her head leaning up against the window. Edge looked
over at her briefly, checking to make sure she was still asleep. He kept one hand on the
wheel as he dialed a number on his cell phone. He took as deep breath as Gangrel
answered. "Yeah... I'll do it.. just stick to the agreement and I won't have to hurt you."