Thread: WWE: Return of the Phenom (Athene & christian7_41king)

Alisyn Hatheway Alisyn couldn't help but tilt her head slightly as Mary refused to outright reveal what had gotten her so interested in the WWE. Was it that big a deal? Apparently, the answer was yes. tell you what. Lets make a bet you pin me in that ring tomorrow i'll tell you a little about my past in the mean time ill keep you chomping at the bit. ... Alright then. Just remember, you asked for it. It still threw her for a few loops. In the end, however, Alisyn decided to play along. Even she had her own skeletons that she was keeping hidden away in the deepest corners of her closet. If Mary was the same and really wished to keep her motives a secret for now, so be it. Even if the bet hadn't been made, it would have been revealed eventually. No one could keep that sort of information away. Not forever. i'm sure you will be fine. have confidence in your skills and training. I am really interested in seeing what you can do. Any anxieties that had been taunting Alisyn faded for the time being. A smile crossed her face as she looked up and bowed her head in appreciation to Mark. Thanks. I'll definitely give it my all. Alas, the dinner came to an end, whether anyone wished for it to or not. As Alisyn got up, she stretched, feeling pretty confident and satisfied overall. She waved farewell to everyone, save for Mary who gave her another hug and even whispered some ... encouraging words. If one could call them that. don't disappoint me Right, she murmured back, pivoting on her feet after reciprocating the hand shake Batista initiated. See you all tomorrow! It wouldn't be until they got back in the car that it rapidly dawned on Alisyn what was about to happen. Suddenly, the air around her felt just a bit colder. A slight shiver trailed down her body. Wrapping her arms around herself and rubbing along her shoulders, she grinned up towards Mark. They're all .... very interesting. Things will get better when I actually see them in the ring, or locker room area at least. Whether Mark had subconsciously driven faster to the stadium or the drive had just been that short and Alisyn didn't notice before didn't matter. Ten minutes later, they arrived back. The tremors Alisyn had been trying to hide for so long finally became more obvious. Slipping into the black cloak, she looked up nervously at Mark for a few moments before taking a long, deep breath and beginning to walk inside. I've known Vince had a flair for the dramatics but ... heh. I can't quite say I expected this sorta thing to happen to me. Slowly - almost reluctantly - her hand lowered into the pocket of the cloak and retrieved the vial. Swallowing nervously, Alisyn glanced down and stared at the contents. Her breathing began to quicken. It wasn't exactly to the point of hyperventilating, but it was definitely faster than usual. .... I think the main thing comforting me is knowing you'll be near me. Otherwise ... I'd be a lot more scared. Her head lifted as Alisyn forced herself to look in front of her. Soon, the two were inside the stadium and nearby the ring. At its side was the coffin she was to 'rest' in for the next twenty-four hours. I can hear my inner thoughts questioning my sanity once again. The fuck am I doing? What if this goes wrong? Things similar to these inquiries and more have been racing through my mind for quite some time. And yet .... A nervous chuckle passed her lips as she stared at the casket. I've already waltzed past the point of no return, to an extent. I've already agreed to be your partner, and a good majority of the Superstars and Divas know we'll be co-workers. So ... no sense in causing any confusion. Another deep breath resounded from Alisyn's lips. A semi-shaky hand rose, pulling off the top of the vial, and placed it nearby her lips. .... Before I do this, I wanna thank you. For everything. You've been an amazing mentor. Hopefully .... you can keep helping me out after I wake up. Since ... I'm not going to be conscious for quite some time ... take care of my body while I'm sleeping, will ya? Her empty hand lifted, pulling the cloak in front of her to cover the casual outfit consisting of jeans and a corset she was wearing, aiding in creating a much more Gothic appearance. Thus with a kiss, I die indeed ... Even if not in the literal sense, it was true enough. She would wake up not as Alisyn, but the Phenom's Advocate. ... Or so she hoped that would be the case. Tilting her head quickly backward, Alisyn downed the liquid, not wishing ot lose the courage she'd been clinging onto in order to go through with this task. Ngh ... It seemed to work quick enough, luckily. The vial fell from between her right index and middle finger, breaking into pieces as the glass container fell on the floor. Alisyn's body seemed to instinctively fight, something Mark would notice as her eyes first went through several REM cycles. The fight wouldn't last long though. Within one minute - maybe even sooner - the young woman slumped forward, landing against Mark's chest. A quick lift of her head would easily show that Alisyn was definitely in the very deep sleep thanks to the potion. Now .... it was time to make the last preparations. After that, all everyone could do was wait and simultaneously hope for the best to happen.