The Virus

Author: Midnite

Summary: Bischoff put Virus in a coma, she wakes up months later and swears revenge on him. He gives her a WWE contract to make peace and she starts to work to kill him from within, along with her new love and other allies. Includes McMahons, Raven, Jazz, many more.

Disclaimer: I own no part of the WWE or anything that has to do with it. I only own Virus.

Chapter 1

She walked down the arena corridor, draped in a long black robe, the hood covering her head and banishing her face to the shadows. She stopped at the door that read: Raw General Manager-Eric Bischoff. She opened the door and walked in.

Bischoff was on the phone speaking with someone. "Yeah, the match was great." He turned and saw the woman standing there. "Just a second." He said to the person on the phone. "What the hell are you doing? Get out of here." He yelled at the woman.

She lowered her hood, unveiling a thin, pale face with dark blue eyes and long black hair.

"I'll, I'll, ca ca call you ba ba back." Bischoff stammered into the phone. "What do you want?" He asked the woman. "I thought that you were dead."

"Close to death I was the last time that you saw me." The woman spoke to him. "You hired those guys to take me out, hoping that they'd finish the job, but instead I laid in that hospital for months in a coma, the same dream running through my head over and over again, the dream that one day I would wake up and get my revenge on you for what you did. And guess what?"

"What?" He asked, starting to squirm in fear.

"I woke up a month ago." She said. "It took that long to find you."

"I could get security in here in a second." He said.

The woman laughed insanely. "After the torture that I went through, jail would be a paradise. But don't worry, when I woke up, I wanted you to feel the pain that I went through, I wanted to torture you to death, but when I found out that you were working in wrestling again, my plans changed."

"Changed?" Bischoff repeated. "Changed to what?"

"I want a contract." She answered. "I want to wrestle, to inflict pain on others."

"And you won't hurt me?" He asked.

"No, you'll be safe for now." She replied. "How soon can you get the contracts done and ready?"

"I can get them for next weeks Raw." He answered.

"Too late." She said. "How about tonight?"

"But then I'll have to call my lawyers and they'll have to draw them up and…" He replied.

"So do it." She told him.

"Yes, as you wish." He said and was on the phone to his lawyers in the matter of seconds.

The woman sat down.

Bischoff hung up. "They'll be here within the hour."

She licked her lips. "I'll stay here till then."

"Are you sure?" He asked, not so happy about the prospect of spending the next hour with her. "There's going to be wrestlers coming in and everything."

"I'm sure." She said.

Bischoff sat down behind his desk uncomfortably.

Booker T walked in. "Hey sucka, me and Goldie…" He stopped when he noticed a woman sitting there staring at him blankly. "What's with that?" He asked.

"Just ignore her." Bischoff got up and walked over to him. "What do you want Booker?"

"Me and Goldie, we want a match against those damn un-Americans, we're tired of them messing up our matches." Booker T said.

"Look, Booker, I don't think that the two of you are quite ready for them." Bischoff replied.

"What you talking about sucka? I'm the five time, count them, five time WCW world champion, and the eleven time WCW tag team champion." He said.

"Maybe so but…" Bischoff started to say.

"You don't want to give them the match?" The woman interrupted.

Bischoff shook his head.

"Then give them the match." She told him.

"You can't just walk in here and…" Bischoff said.

"I'm not getting any saner." She said menacingly.

"Ok, you got the match Booker, but it better be entertaining." Bischoff said.

"Oh it will be, now can you dig that…" He walked out then a second later came back in. "SUCKA?" He yelled in Bischoff's face then ran out.

Bischoff glared at the woman, she stared blankly back.

"What gives you the right to tell me what matches to make?" He asked.

She got up and walked over to his desk. She picked up a letter opener and turned to him. She slid her finger over the dull blade.

He swallowed hard and nervously. "Good point." He croaked out.

She nodded and put the opener back down.

Bischoff sighed with relief and started pacing.

She put her hood back up and walked to the door. "I'll be back later, there's someone I need to see." She walked out.

Bischoff slumped down in a seat. "Oh, God, please help me." He said.

The woman walked back down those same corridors as before, not paying attention to the stares that she received. She walked out to the parking lot and up to a limo. The door opened and Shane McMahon stepped out.

The woman put her hood down.

"How did it go?" He asked her.

"I'm getting the contract." She said. "And he's deathly scared of me, as he should be, after what he did."

"Good." Shane said. "You'll get much more satisfaction from destroying him from within, believe me."

She nodded. "Thanks for helping me out with this."

"That's ok, our plans work together." He replied. "So I might as well help."

"I should get back." She said. "I need to threaten him some more."

"Alright, well, if you need anymore help, find me." Shane said. "I'll be around again soon enough anyways."

"Right." She put her hood back up. "Bye." She turned and walked back into the building.

Shane got back in his limo and instructed the driver to drive away.

She walked down those corridors back to Bischoff's office when she felt a hand on her arm. She turned to face the person, who turned out to be Trish Stratus. The woman hissed at Trish.

Trish looked a little taken back by that. "Who are you?" She asked.

The woman looked around. A lot of the Raw stars and staff were looking on.

"A virus." She hissed. "Out to destroy you all."

Trish took her hand off her arm. "What's your name?"

"Virus, my name is virus." She cackled, she liked people to fear her, as they rightfully should. She turned away from Trish and continued walking to Bischoff's office.

The stars and staff stared after her.

Virus entered the office. "I'm back."

"How nice." He said. "I just got a call from my lawyers, they are pulling into the parking lot now."

"Good." She stated.

Bischoff got her set up with her contract, then his lawyers left.

"You have what you want, can't you leave now?" Bischoff asked.

"Fine, I'll leave you alone for now, but I'll be back." Virus said and walked over to the door and opened it, she turned her head around. "Father." She left.