Dragon Of Darkness

Reunion

Pulling her cell phone out of her pocket she stared at the screen as the unknown number kept calling her repeatedly.   It had been the same number for 3 days that had been calling her.  Who the hell wanted to talk to her that badly?  Finally deciding to answer the phone she figured it couldn’t hurt to find out.  “Hello?”  The female voice on the other end of the phone seemed annoyed that it had taken so long for her to answer the call.  “Well it’s about time!  You know keeping someone waiting who has a lot to offer is not the way to get your break, kid!”  What a way to start a conversation when they didn’t even know who she was.  “And yelling at someone you don’t even know is not the way to start a conversation about anything.  What offer and break into what?”  She had a million questions running through her head but those were the most obvious questions that she needed answered along with one more.  “And who the fuck are you anyway?  You’ve been calling my phone for 3 days and this is how you open up the conversation when I finally answer?”  The voice on the other end had gone silent and she almost thought that they had hung up.  “He was right about you… hard as nails and you don’t dance around getting your point across.  This is exactly what you need to be to make it in this business.” Fully getting annoyed that she still was not getting any answers Hydra yelled into the phone this time to.  “WHO are you!  You seem to know me it’d be nice to know who the fuck I’m talking to about business!”  The mild laughter on the other side of the phone was beginning to piss Hydra off more than she could even put into words.  “You want to wrestle in the big leagues don’t you, kid?”  At that question Hydra put it together and her heart about dropped as she realized she had just yelled at her future boss.  But hell they still hadn’t told her who THEY were so she really couldn’t be blamed.  “More than anything, these damn indie companies are boring with their lackluster promotions and lack of actual talent.  I’m never going to get anywhere if I stay with them much longer.  I needed a challenge so bad I even entered some MMA fights just to keep my skills sharp.”  Hydra couldn’t hide her irritation with the lack of true competition in the ring that she had been facing going from one indie promotion to another.  They sucked, but wrestling on a regular basis was the only way to get noticed.  “Well then you’re in luck.  Our scouts reported back to us and told us you were deserving of a shot and had the potential to grow if you ever faced off with some hard core challengers.”  Hearing that Hydra couldn’t help bragging a little about her own abilities.  “Put someone in front of me that’s an actual challenge and I’ll make every penny you spend on me worth it.”  The mild laughter on the other end took on a more serious tone.  “Now that’s what I like to hear.  Pack your bags and be on the next flight here and we’ll see what you’ve got.  I’ll text you the information of where you need to go and who to talk to.  See you soon.”  With that the call ended and Hydra stared at her phone barely able to believe what just happened.  As the text popped up on her phone her heart stopped.  She was being pulled up to the main roster and on her way to getting her debut in the big leagues.  She shook her head slightly to make sure it was real and she wasn’t dreaming.

Deciding to waste no time she called the airport to book a flight and then set to packing her suitcase so that she could head out immediately.  As she was packing another thought hit her and she wondered why she hadn’t thought about it sooner.  She was going to run into him sooner or later she knew that.  There were only just so many primary wrestling companies and odds are that he would be there.  She looked at her phone laying on her bed next to her suitcase… Should she attempt to reach out to him and let him know she was coming?  That she had finally made it?  That she had done it on her own exactly as she had wanted to without his help?  That was the whole reason she had left home after all.  She was tired of the fights day in and day out ever since her mother had left.  When she turned 16 it had just been one fight too many and after a particularly violent fight where she had vented a lot of her anger at him she left too.  She had made the decision to leave all that behind to make her own path and forge her own legacy without his help because she didn’t want everyone thinking she was just another name in the family who stepped into the ring.  She was tired of living in his shadow of expectations.  She wanted it to mean something when she stepped out there and she wanted people to know HER for who she was and that she had busted her ass to get where she was on her own merit.  That she had achieved it not because of her name and not because people felt it was handed to her, but because she had shown them her true abilities.  Deciding not to reach out to him Hydra continued packing.  She was probably going to see him soon enough anyway.  Suddenly the 6 years since she left home didn’t seem so long at all.  What would he do when they came face to face again?

Reunion

Walking through the hallways Randy made his way to the arena gym.  He was there early in the day again to meet up with Chyna for one of their sparring sessions.  He had thought about it for awhile and had eventually agreed to work with her and help her out with how she wanted to try and improve.  They had agreed to meet earlier in the day than anyone else would be there so they could work without harassment.  There had certainly been a lot of that ever since the after party at the bar.  They needed to be able to focus on their work so they worked out when no one else was around.

She decided to do her work out early today so that she could work in peace but as she got closer to the gym she heard voices coming from inside and realized that she wouldn’t be alone.  That was unfortunate but in the end she would just have to deal with it.  As she turned into the gym though she froze at what she saw.  On the practice mats there was Chyna having a sparring session with the one person she had hoped to avoid as long as possible… Randy Orton.  She stood there watching them as they were working through different counters and blocks for various headlocks and choke holds.  She probably had wondered how he pulled off the reversal that he had done during the title match to get out of the choke hold she had put on him.  They were both facing away from the door so neither of them had seen her yet.  Watching them Hydra couldn’t help but take notice of his tone with her.  He was firm in his instructions but there was a soft undertone to his voice that she had never heard before.  As she leaned on the door frame she thought about it for a moment, they really had found a connection during the match.  Something based in mutual respect apparently because the Randy Orton that Hydra had always known would never have helped an opponent for one, but would never be this calm nor caring in his guidance.  As they continued to work through one maneuver when he put his arms around Chyna’s head for a headlock his one hand was placed a lot lower than it should have been for the hold practically on her breast.  They had turned towards the doorway as Chyna seemed to almost be playfully trying to get away and then Hydra noticed her smile and instead of the cold steeled expression on his face Randy was definitely in a pleasant mood as he was laughing along with her.  This was something Hydra had rarely ever seen, could he really have changed that much?

He wanted to tell her how sorry he was for everything that had happened between them.  He wanted her to know how much had happened since then.  Most of all he just wanted to know that there was some way that they could repair what occurred between him that had caused her to leave all those years ago.  Would she even want to fix the break between them?  He had to know.  He had been struggling to make the phone call himself to get her here face to face with him when he had thought of having Scarlett offer Hydra a job.  Now that she was here, he was still struggling trying to figure out what to say to her.  Matches were so much easier.  No words needed, you just found a way to communicate with each other through each movement in the ring.  That was part of the problem, words were never his strong point, it was easier for him to convey his thoughts through action.  Maybe if he had spent as much time working on saying the words he needed to instead of just drilling her like a next generation for the ring she would have never left.  He had so many regrets with things that he had said and done that caused her to leave.  Would she accept a simple apology?  He wouldn’t know unless he found a way to start talking to her now… why was it so damn difficult even though he’s the one that caused this reunion to happen like this?

The impact was not hard as if it was during a match.  That wasn’t the point of this.  This was a repetitious exercise to create familiarity so that action and reaction became instinct.  Hydra knew the fact wasn’t lost on him when she hit the mat softer than she would have during a match.  It was so easy, 2 moves in and they had snapped back into the same old routine, why was it they could work so well together but any time they actually tried talking they had always ended up screaming at each other?  It left her wondering what the hell had really happened between them so long ago.

 As she landed on the mat she braced her feet against his midsection, bending her knees slightly and then pushing back against him she would push him to flip over top of her so that he landed on his back.  At this point it was becoming apparent to Chyna that they had faced off before as their actions and reactions became more fluid, almost like a planned routine.  As she watched Randy flip over top of Hydra she watched as Hydra lifted her own body into a handstand from where she had landed on the mat and then bent her legs down in front of her with her feet landing on either side of Randy and she ended up standing over him.  “Riley…”  He stared at her still in disbelief that he was finally face to face with her.  “There, all better.”  Hydra said with a smirk as she offered a hand to Randy to get him back to his feet.

Chyna looked at them both confused and then looked to Hydra.  “I thought your name was Kwyn?  That’s how you introduced yourself the other day.”  Hydra smiled at her.  “Oh it is.  Kwyn just happens to be my middle name.”  Chyna was still confused.  “So why did he call you Riley?”  Looking at Randy to see how he would react Hydra explained it for Chyna.  “Because Riley Kwyn is the name I was given at birth by my father.”  Hydra never took her eyes off Randy who looked like he was trying to say something but couldn’t get the words out until finally he found his voice again.  “You dropped your name?  It was bad enough when you left but to drop your name as well?”  The look on Randy’s face was hard to read but if Hydra had to put a finger on it she would have said a mix of confusion and pain.

Knowing She had spent a great deal of time hiding any connection to him hearing her say it roused him out of his internal musings. Trying to get himself out of his own head he finally knew what to say to her, but why did it always have to start with something wrestling related.  “And you’ve done exactly what you set out to do.”  Truthfully he was actually quite proud of her for everything she had achieved.  She had done well in the indie companies proving herself in the ring.  What he needed to say next he knew was going to surprise her compared to the last conversation they had ever had.  He couldn’t look her in the eyes because it was nerve wracking enough.  “There are a lot of things that I… regret… that happened between us.  I don’t know how to fix it, Riley.”  When she didn’t say anything he looked at her finally wondering how she would react.  “All I’ve wanted to do for 6 years is tell you how sorry I am, hoping you would come home.  The worst regret I have is not stopping you the day you left.”  Randy was fighting the urge to just reach out to her and wrap her in a hug.  He sucked at putting his feelings into words and he knew it.

Reunion

Pulling her cell phone out of her pocket she stared at the screen as the unknown number kept calling her repeatedly.   It had been the same number for 3 days that had been calling her.  Who the hell wanted to talk to her that badly?  Finally deciding to answer the phone she figured it couldn’t hurt to find out.  “Hello?”  The female voice on the other end of the phone seemed annoyed that it had taken so long for her to answer the call.  “Well it’s about time!  You know keeping someone waiting who has a lot to offer is not the way to get your break, kid!”  What a way to start a conversation when they didn’t even know who she was.  “And yelling at someone you don’t even know is not the way to start a conversation about anything.  What offer and break into what?”  She had a million questions running through her head but those were the most obvious questions that she needed answered along with one more.  “And who the fuck are you anyway?  You’ve been calling my phone for 3 days and this is how you open up the conversation when I finally answer?”  The voice on the other end had gone silent and she almost thought that they had hung up.  “He was right about you… hard as nails and you don’t dance around getting your point across.  This is exactly what you need to be to make it in this business.” Fully getting annoyed that she still was not getting any answers Hydra yelled into the phone this time to.  “WHO are you!  You seem to know me it’d be nice to know who the fuck I’m talking to about business!”  The mild laughter on the other side of the phone was beginning to piss Hydra off more than she could even put into words.  “You want to wrestle in the big leagues don’t you, kid?”  At that question Hydra put it together and her heart about dropped as she realized she had just yelled at her future boss.  But hell they still hadn’t told her who THEY were so she really couldn’t be blamed.  “More than anything, these damn indie companies are boring with their lackluster promotions and lack of actual talent.  I’m never going to get anywhere if I stay with them much longer.  I needed a challenge so bad I even entered some MMA fights just to keep my skills sharp.”  Hydra couldn’t hide her irritation with the lack of true competition in the ring that she had been facing going from one indie promotion to another.  They sucked, but wrestling on a regular basis was the only way to get noticed.  “Well then you’re in luck.  Our scouts reported back to us and told us you were deserving of a shot and had the potential to grow if you ever faced off with some hard core challengers.”  Hearing that Hydra couldn’t help bragging a little about her own abilities.  “Put someone in front of me that’s an actual challenge and I’ll make every penny you spend on me worth it.”  The mild laughter on the other end took on a more serious tone.  “Now that’s what I like to hear.  Pack your bags and be on the next flight here and we’ll see what you’ve got.  I’ll text you the information of where you need to go and who to talk to.  See you soon.”  With that the call ended and Hydra stared at her phone barely able to believe what just happened.  As the text popped up on her phone her heart stopped.  She was being pulled up to the main roster and on her way to getting her debut in the big leagues.  She shook her head slightly to make sure it was real and she wasn’t dreaming.

Deciding to waste no time she called the airport to book a flight and then set to packing her suitcase so that she could head out immediately.  As she was packing another thought hit her and she wondered why she hadn’t thought about it sooner.  She was going to run into him sooner or later she knew that.  There were only just so many primary wrestling companies and odds are that he would be there.  She looked at her phone laying on her bed next to her suitcase… Should she attempt to reach out to him and let him know she was coming?  That she had finally made it?  That she had done it on her own exactly as she had wanted to without his help?  That was the whole reason she had left home after all.  She was tired of the fights day in and day out ever since her mother had left.  When she turned 16 it had just been one fight too many and after a particularly violent fight where she had vented a lot of her anger at him she left too.  She had made the decision to leave all that behind to make her own path and forge her own legacy without his help because she didn’t want everyone thinking she was just another name in the family who stepped into the ring.  She was tired of living in his shadow of expectations.  She wanted it to mean something when she stepped out there and she wanted people to know HER for who she was and that she had busted her ass to get where she was on her own merit.  That she had achieved it not because of her name and not because people felt it was handed to her, but because she had shown them her true abilities.  Deciding not to reach out to him Hydra continued packing.  She was probably going to see him soon enough anyway.  Suddenly the 6 years since she left home didn’t seem so long at all.  What would he do when they came face to face again?

Reunion

Walking through the hallways Randy made his way to the arena gym.  He was there early in the day again to meet up with Chyna for one of their sparring sessions.  He had thought about it for awhile and had eventually agreed to work with her and help her out with how she wanted to try and improve.  They had agreed to meet earlier in the day than anyone else would be there so they could work without harassment.  There had certainly been a lot of that ever since the after party at the bar.  They needed to be able to focus on their work so they worked out when no one else was around.

She decided to do her work out early today so that she could work in peace but as she got closer to the gym she heard voices coming from inside and realized that she wouldn’t be alone.  That was unfortunate but in the end she would just have to deal with it.  As she turned into the gym though she froze at what she saw.  On the practice mats there was Chyna having a sparring session with the one person she had hoped to avoid as long as possible… Randy Orton.  She stood there watching them as they were working through different counters and blocks for various headlocks and choke holds.  She probably had wondered how he pulled off the reversal that he had done during the title match to get out of the choke hold she had put on him.  They were both facing away from the door so neither of them had seen her yet.  Watching them Hydra couldn’t help but take notice of his tone with her.  He was firm in his instructions but there was a soft undertone to his voice that she had never heard before.  As she leaned on the door frame she thought about it for a moment, they really had found a connection during the match.  Something based in mutual respect apparently because the Randy Orton that Hydra had always known would never have helped an opponent for one, but would never be this calm nor caring in his guidance.  As they continued to work through one maneuver when he put his arms around Chyna’s head for a headlock his one hand was placed a lot lower than it should have been for the hold practically on her breast.  They had turned towards the doorway as Chyna seemed to almost be playfully trying to get away and then Hydra noticed her smile and instead of the cold steeled expression on his face Randy was definitely in a pleasant mood as he was laughing along with her.  This was something Hydra had rarely ever seen, could he really have changed that much?

He wanted to tell her how sorry he was for everything that had happened between them.  He wanted her to know how much had happened since then.  Most of all he just wanted to know that there was some way that they could repair what occurred between him that had caused her to leave all those years ago.  Would she even want to fix the break between them?  He had to know.  He had been struggling to make the phone call himself to get her here face to face with him when he had thought of having Scarlett offer Hydra a job.  Now that she was here, he was still struggling trying to figure out what to say to her.  Matches were so much easier.  No words needed, you just found a way to communicate with each other through each movement in the ring.  That was part of the problem, words were never his strong point, it was easier for him to convey his thoughts through action.  Maybe if he had spent as much time working on saying the words he needed to instead of just drilling her like a next generation for the ring she would have never left.  He had so many regrets with things that he had said and done that caused her to leave.  Would she accept a simple apology?  He wouldn’t know unless he found a way to start talking to her now… why was it so damn difficult even though he’s the one that caused this reunion to happen like this?

The impact was not hard as if it was during a match.  That wasn’t the point of this.  This was a repetitious exercise to create familiarity so that action and reaction became instinct.  Hydra knew the fact wasn’t lost on him when she hit the mat softer than she would have during a match.  It was so easy, 2 moves in and they had snapped back into the same old routine, why was it they could work so well together but any time they actually tried talking they had always ended up screaming at each other?  It left her wondering what the hell had really happened between them so long ago.

 As she landed on the mat she braced her feet against his midsection, bending her knees slightly and then pushing back against him she would push him to flip over top of her so that he landed on his back.  At this point it was becoming apparent to Chyna that they had faced off before as their actions and reactions became more fluid, almost like a planned routine.  As she watched Randy flip over top of Hydra she watched as Hydra lifted her own body into a handstand from where she had landed on the mat and then bent her legs down in front of her with her feet landing on either side of Randy and she ended up standing over him.  “Riley…”  He stared at her still in disbelief that he was finally face to face with her.  “There, all better.”  Hydra said with a smirk as she offered a hand to Randy to get him back to his feet.

Chyna looked at them both confused and then looked to Hydra.  “I thought your name was Kwyn?  That’s how you introduced yourself the other day.”  Hydra smiled at her.  “Oh it is.  Kwyn just happens to be my middle name.”  Chyna was still confused.  “So why did he call you Riley?”  Looking at Randy to see how he would react Hydra explained it for Chyna.  “Because Riley Kwyn is the name I was given at birth by my father.”  Hydra never took her eyes off Randy who looked like he was trying to say something but couldn’t get the words out until finally he found his voice again.  "You dropped your name?  It was bad enough when you left but to drop your name as well?”  The look on Randy’s face was hard to read but if Hydra had to put a finger on it she would have said a mix of confusion and pain.

Reunion

Pulling her cell phone out of her pocket she stared at the screen as the unknown number kept calling her repeatedly.   It had been the same number for 3 days that had been calling her.  Who the hell wanted to talk to her that badly?  Finally deciding to answer the phone she figured it couldn’t hurt to find out.  “Hello?”  The female voice on the other end of the phone seemed annoyed that it had taken so long for her to answer the call.  “Well it’s about time!  You know keeping someone waiting who has a lot to offer is not the way to get your break, kid!”  What a way to start a conversation when they didn’t even know who she was.  “And yelling at someone you don’t even know is not the way to start a conversation about anything.  What offer and break into what?”  She had a million questions running through her head but those were the most obvious questions that she needed answered along with one more.  “And who the fuck are you anyway?  You’ve been calling my phone for 3 days and this is how you open up the conversation when I finally answer?”  The voice on the other end had gone silent and she almost thought that they had hung up.  “He was right about you… hard as nails and you don’t dance around getting your point across.  This is exactly what you need to be to make it in this business.” Fully getting annoyed that she still was not getting any answers Hydra yelled into the phone this time to.  “WHO are you!  You seem to know me it’d be nice to know who the fuck I’m talking to about business!”  The mild laughter on the other side of the phone was beginning to piss Hydra off more than she could even put into words.  “You want to wrestle in the big leagues don’t you, kid?”  At that question Hydra put it together and her heart about dropped as she realized she had just yelled at her future boss.  But hell they still hadn’t told her who THEY were so she really couldn’t be blamed.  “More than anything, these damn indie companies are boring with their lackluster promotions and lack of actual talent.  I’m never going to get anywhere if I stay with them much longer.  I needed a challenge so bad I even entered some MMA fights just to keep my skills sharp.”  Hydra couldn’t hide her irritation with the lack of true competition in the ring that she had been facing going from one indie promotion to another.  They sucked, but wrestling on a regular basis was the only way to get noticed.  “Well then you’re in luck.  Our scouts reported back to us and told us you were deserving of a shot and had the potential to grow if you ever faced off with some hard core challengers.”  Hearing that Hydra couldn’t help bragging a little about her own abilities.  “Put someone in front of me that’s an actual challenge and I’ll make every penny you spend on me worth it.”  The mild laughter on the other end took on a more serious tone.  “Now that’s what I like to hear.  Pack your bags and be on the next flight here and we’ll see what you’ve got.  I’ll text you the information of where you need to go and who to talk to.  See you soon.”  With that the call ended and Hydra stared at her phone barely able to believe what just happened.  As the text popped up on her phone her heart stopped.  She was being pulled up to the main roster and on her way to getting her debut in the big leagues.  She shook her head slightly to make sure it was real and she wasn’t dreaming.

Deciding to waste no time she called the airport to book a flight and then set to packing her suitcase so that she could head out immediately.  As she was packing another thought hit her and she wondered why she hadn’t thought about it sooner.  She was going to run into him sooner or later she knew that.  There were only just so many primary wrestling companies and odds are that he would be there.  She looked at her phone laying on her bed next to her suitcase… Should she attempt to reach out to him and let him know she was coming?  That she had finally made it?  That she had done it on her own exactly as she had wanted to without his help?  That was the whole reason she had left home after all.  She was tired of the fights day in and day out ever since her mother had left.  When she turned 16 it had just been one fight too many and after a particularly violent fight where she had vented a lot of her anger at him she left too.  She had made the decision to leave all that behind to make her own path and forge her own legacy without his help because she didn’t want everyone thinking she was just another name in the family who stepped into the ring.  She was tired of living in his shadow of expectations.  She wanted it to mean something when she stepped out there and she wanted people to know HER for who she was and that she had busted her ass to get where she was on her own merit.  That she had achieved it not because of her name and not because people felt it was handed to her, but because she had shown them her true abilities.  Deciding not to reach out to him Hydra continued packing.  She was probably going to see him soon enough anyway.  Suddenly the 6 years since she left home didn’t seem so long at all.  What would he do when they came face to face again?

Reunion

Walking through the hallways Randy made his way to the arena gym.  He was there early in the day again to meet up with Chyna for one of their sparring sessions.  He had thought about it for awhile and had eventually agreed to work with her and help her out with how she wanted to try and improve.  They had agreed to meet earlier in the day than anyone else would be there so they could work without harassment.  There had certainly been a lot of that ever since the after party at the bar.  They needed to be able to focus on their work so they worked out when no one else was around.

She decided to do her work out early today so that she could work in peace but as she got closer to the gym she heard voices coming from inside and realized that she wouldn’t be alone.  That was unfortunate but in the end she would just have to deal with it.  As she turned into the gym though she froze at what she saw.  On the practice mats there was Chyna having a sparring session with the one person she had hoped to avoid as long as possible… Randy Orton.  She stood there watching them as they were working through different counters and blocks for various headlocks and choke holds.  She probably had wondered how he pulled off the reversal that he had done during the title match to get out of the choke hold she had put on him.  They were both facing away from the door so neither of them had seen her yet.  Watching them Hydra couldn’t help but take notice of his tone with her.  He was firm in his instructions but there was a soft undertone to his voice that she had never heard before.  As she leaned on the door frame she thought about it for a moment, they really had found a connection during the match.  Something based in mutual respect apparently because the Randy Orton that Hydra had always known would never have helped an opponent for one, but would never be this calm nor caring in his guidance.  As they continued to work through one maneuver when he put his arms around Chyna’s head for a headlock his one hand was placed a lot lower than it should have been for the hold practically on her breast.  They had turned towards the doorway as Chyna seemed to almost be playfully trying to get away and then Hydra noticed her smile and instead of the cold steeled expression on his face Randy was definitely in a pleasant mood as he was laughing along with her.  This was something Hydra had rarely ever seen, could he really have changed that much?

Reunion

Pulling her cell phone out of her pocket she stared at the screen as the unknown number kept calling her repeatedly.   It had been the same number for 3 days that had been calling her.  Who the hell wanted to talk to her that badly?  Finally deciding to answer the phone she figured it couldn’t hurt to find out.  “Hello?”  The female voice on the other end of the phone seemed annoyed that it had taken so long for her to answer the call.  “Well it’s about time!  You know keeping someone waiting who has a lot to offer is not the way to get your break, kid!”  What a way to start a conversation when they didn’t even know who she was.  “And yelling at someone you don’t even know is not the way to start a conversation about anything.  What offer and break into what?”  She had a million questions running through her head but those were the most obvious questions that she needed answered along with one more.  “And who the fuck are you anyway?  You’ve been calling my phone for 3 days and this is how you open up the conversation when I finally answer?”  The voice on the other end had gone silent and she almost thought that they had hung up.  “He was right about you… hard as nails and you don’t dance around getting your point across.  This is exactly what you need to be to make it in this business.” Fully getting annoyed that she still was not getting any answers Hydra yelled into the phone this time to.  “WHO are you!  You seem to know me it’d be nice to know who the fuck I’m talking to about business!”  The mild laughter on the other side of the phone was beginning to piss Hydra off more than she could even put into words.  “You want to wrestle in the big leagues don’t you, kid?”  At that question Hydra put it together and her heart about dropped as she realized she had just yelled at her future boss.  But hell they still hadn’t told her who THEY were so she really couldn’t be blamed.  “More than anything, these damn indie companies are boring with their lackluster promotions and lack of actual talent.  I’m never going to get anywhere if I stay with them much longer.  I needed a challenge so bad I even entered some MMA fights just to keep my skills sharp.”  Hydra couldn’t hide her irritation with the lack of true competition in the ring that she had been facing going from one indie promotion to another.  They sucked, but wrestling on a regular basis was the only way to get noticed.  “Well then you’re in luck.  Our scouts reported back to us and told us you were deserving of a shot and had the potential to grow if you ever faced off with some hard core challengers.”  Hearing that Hydra couldn’t help bragging a little about her own abilities.  “Put someone in front of me that’s an actual challenge and I’ll make every penny you spend on me worth it.”  The mild laughter on the other end took on a more serious tone.  “Now that’s what I like to hear.  Pack your bags and be on the next flight here and we’ll see what you’ve got.  I’ll text you the information of where you need to go and who to talk to.  See you soon.”  With that the call ended and Hydra stared at her phone barely able to believe what just happened.  As the text popped up on her phone her heart stopped.  She was being pulled up to the main roster and on her way to getting her debut in the big leagues.  She shook her head slightly to make sure it was real and she wasn’t dreaming.

Deciding to waste no time she called the airport to book a flight and then set to packing her suitcase so that she could head out immediately.  As she was packing another thought hit her and she wondered why she hadn’t thought about it sooner.  She was going to run into him sooner or later she knew that.  There were only just so many primary wrestling companies and odds are that he would be there.  She looked at her phone laying on her bed next to her suitcase… Should she attempt to reach out to him and let him know she was coming?  That she had finally made it?  That she had done it on her own exactly as she had wanted to without his help?  That was the whole reason she had left home after all.  She was tired of the fights day in and day out ever since her mother had left.  When she turned 16 it had just been one fight too many and after a particularly violent fight where she had vented a lot of her anger at him she left too.  She had made the decision to leave all that behind to make her own path and forge her own legacy without his help because she didn’t want everyone thinking she was just another name in the family who stepped into the ring.  She was tired of living in his shadow of expectations.  She wanted it to mean something when she stepped out there and she wanted people to know HER for who she was and that she had busted her ass to get where she was on her own merit.  That she had achieved it not because of her name and not because people felt it was handed to her, but because she had shown them her true abilities.  Deciding not to reach out to him Hydra continued packing.  She was probably going to see him soon enough anyway.  Suddenly the 6 years since she left home didn’t seem so long at all.  What would he do when they came face to face again?

Reunion

Walking through the hallways Randy made his way to the arena gym.  He was there early in the day again to meet up with Chyna for one of their sparring sessions.  He had thought about it for awhile and had eventually agreed to work with her and help her out with how she wanted to try and improve.  They had agreed to meet earlier in the day than anyone else would be there so they could work without harassment.  There had certainly been a lot of that ever since the after party at the bar.  They needed to be able to focus on their work so they worked out when no one else was around.

She decided to do her work out early today so that she could work in peace but as she got closer to the gym she heard voices coming from inside and realized that she wouldn’t be alone.  That was unfortunate but in the end she would just have to deal with it.  As she turned into the gym though she froze at what she saw.  On the practice mats there was Chyna having a sparring session with the one person she had hoped to avoid as long as possible… Randy Orton.  She stood there watching them as they were working through different counters and blocks for various headlocks and choke holds.  She probably had wondered how he pulled off the reversal that he had done during the title match to get out of the choke hold she had put on him.  They were both facing away from the door so neither of them had seen her yet.  Watching them Hydra couldn’t help but take notice of his tone with her.  He was firm in his instructions but there was a soft undertone to his voice that she had never heard before.  As she leaned on the door frame she thought about it for a moment, they really had found a connection during the match.  Something based in mutual respect apparently because the Randy Orton that Hydra had always known would never have helped an opponent for one, but would never be this calm nor caring in his guidance.  As they continued to work through one maneuver when he put his arms around Chyna’s head for a headlock his one hand was placed a lot lower than it should have been for the hold practically on her breast.  They had turned towards the doorway as Chyna seemed to almost be playfully trying to get away and then Hydra noticed her smile and instead of the cold steeled expression on his face Randy was definitely in a pleasant mood as he was laughing along with her.  This was something Hydra had rarely ever seen, could he really have changed that much?