In a private meeting between Vince McMahon and Viviana, Vince revealed his plans for her in the federation.

“Ok here’s what I propose. I think as our new gimmick, you should have a male partner,” said Vince.

“Well ok. Whom do you suggest? Dwayne? Jeff? Matt?” questioned Viviana.

“No! Glenn Johnson, a.k.a. Kane.” shouted Vince. “He’s been wanting a new partner for some time and I feel that the two of you will work well together.”

“Glenn? Are you serious? I thought after that little mishap with Tori, he wouldn’t want another woman partner. You know, with his heart breaking and all,” Viviana inquired.

“Viviana, that was just a story line, I swear I thought you knew a little more about us! Now if you’ll excuse me I have an appointment in about ten minutes. So go out there and do your job, but above all have fun. You and Glenn have a match tonight on Smack Down against Edge and Jacqueline,” replied Vince.

And with that, Vince shoved Viviana out the door. Viviana knew she had to talk to Glenn before the match to find out how things were going be during it. She knocked on the door and heard a low mumble for her to enter. When she walked in what she saw took her breath away. There stood an unbelievably tall man with long, curly brown hair and a rather serious look on his face. And his body! He had the body of a god! And the most magnificent arms that teased her from the black muscle shirt he was wearing.

“Damn, what a sight!” thought Viviana.

Glenn smiled hungrily at the tiny ebony woman staring up at him. He had seen her bio and secretly requested her. Her form fitting black stretch pants hugged her curves nicely and her ass was torturing him! Her tank top had the words written on it 10% Angel, 90% Naughty.

“Dead right,” thought Glenn, but to her he said, “So, Have you though about what you want to do in this match tonight?”

“Umm, yeah,” said Viviana before explaining what she had in mind.

“Well I usually like a little more foreplay than that,” started Glenn.

“I bet you do,” interrupted Viviana.

“-But I guess that’ll work, especially since our match is short. Got any questions?”

“Nope, I’m cool,”

“Ok,” he answered, watching Viviana walk out the door.

Glenn couldn’t stop thinking about her while he prepared for the match. And at the same time Viviana was also getting ready for the match. She knew, that if in her right frame of mind, Jacqueline could very well be a worthy opponent, and wouldn’t mind making her look like a fool. And besides, in Viviana’s debut match she didn’t want to lose the fans respect before she had it, story line or not.

Half an hour later, Viviana met Glen now Kane outside his dressing room.

“I wonder how long it’ll take before I have my own dressing room?” Viviana thought. “I hate being stuck in that whore house constantly hearing the mindless drivel…”

Viviana shook herself out of her reverie and looked up at Kane. She could feel the raw strength and power emanating from him and it excited her. She really had a thing for big men, and he certainly was the biggest man she’d ever met. Next to Mark, The Undertaker. Viviana had met him a little while ago and he had been very friendly, even welcoming. He had even asked her out for drinks with a few co-workers, but being shy Viviana had politely refused. Feeling a little silly about it now, Viviana followed Kane to the Titan Tron.

Edge and Jacqueline were already in the ring, smiling devilishly. “Edge, he’s always flashing that tongue, I wonder if I should be worried,” thought Viviana walking down the ramp at Kane’s side. His long confident strides told her that this match was going to be a piece of cake.

It was. The match went smoothly and the fans loved Viviana. They cheered everything she did, from the suplexes she performed on Jacqueline to the drop kick to the chin. And when she tagged in Kane and Jackie tagged in Edge he began to back away in what was seemingly fright. Edge had told Viviana earlier how much he hated being choked slammed, and apparently was dreading the inevitable. Kane grabbed Edge by the throat, lifted him high in the air and slammed him down with a force aided by gravity, to the mat! Kane made the cover and the one, two, three count. Viviana entered the ring to have her arm raised in victory by the referee but instead Kane raised it. This was definitely the beginning of their awesome partnership.

Backstage (after the match)

“That match was great! Do you hear the fans out there! They loved it and it was fun. Glenn you were unbelievable. You came, you saw and you kicked ass!” Viviana cried excitedly. Glenn smiled slowly at her child like enthusiasm and said, “You were pretty good yourself. The way you threw Jacqueline down on the mat was incredible. She told me earlier that she was going to try to embarrass the hell out of you. Looks like it went the other way around.”

Viviana stared at him a minute and they both started laughing. After laughing uncontrollably for a few minutes in the hallway, Viviana said “Glenn, you and I have a connection. Its almost like we knew what each other was thinking. We…. We make a very good team. I think this is the start of something great.”

“I think so too,” said Glenn, while thinking, “I wish this were the start of something else.”

Viviana smiled at him and headed to the lady’s restroom. On the way she happened to see Jacqueline. She gave Viviana a kind of dismissive look and kept walking.

Viviana just ignored her and stepped inside the restroom. It was in okay shape and there was a Plug In to keep it fresh. But suddenly, Viviana stopped in her tracks, because there seemed to be a muffled sound coming from one of the stalls. Whoever, whatever it was sounded frantic. As frightened as she was, Viviana began walking and pushing open the stall doors. There were only ten and when she got to the eighth stall and opened it to her horror there was a masked man who was completely on top of Lillian, the female ring announcer.

Lillian was gagged and her hands were handcuffed around the handle of the toilet. Her eyes were frozen wide in terror. Viviana started to back away slowly.

“You really are one nosy little bitch, aren’t you!” spat the stranger as he whirled around, his icy blue eyes flashing.

“What…” Viviana’s voice failed. She tried again, “What the hell is gong on here? Who the fuck are you?” shouted Viviana.

Without warning the man leaped on Viviana, who tried not to lose her balance and knocked a few things off the counter. The stranger punched her several times in the face. Viviana cried out in pain, and tried desperately to fight back. But the stranger was powered by anger, and unbelievably, amazingly strong. His hands began ripping at her tank top and groping for bare skin.

“Yeah you fucking slut! I’m going teach your nosy ass a lesson you’ll never forget! You dumb, black bitch! Hold your ass still!” bellowed the stranger this time with a noticeable European accent.

Lillian stared at them in horror, wishing she could do something to help. Viviana, who was more frightened than ever, was getting tired of fighting, and just as the last of her strength drained away, she saw a bottle of lotion that had fallen from the sink in the struggle. She reached for it, squeezed it in her hand and smeared it across the stranger’s eyes. Hearing the yell that escaped his lips was almost as painful as her swelling eye.

Viviana quickly staggered to her feet and ran full speed out of the bathroom. Sick and dizzy with fear she didn’t watch where she was going and ran smack into Kurt Angle.

“Kurt! Lillian is… Someone has…” gasped Viviana.

“Hold on! Take a deep breath and tell the Olympic Gold Medallist what happened to you.”

“Someone was raping Lillian in the restroom, and I walked in on it! He tried to…” Viviana stammered. She was a sorry sight to see. Her tank top was ripped down the side, her eye now swelling from the powerful punches the stranger gave. And now Viviana seeing nothing but a gray haze fainted.

Chapter two

When she awakened she was in someone’s dressing room. Sitting up from the couch she put a hand to her face. Her left eye was incredibly sore and swollen and her body ached. Remembering what had happened almost made her panic. To calm herself, Viviana began to study her surroundings, and suddenly the realization hit. She was in Glenn’s room. And Mark was there, standing over her, watching her. Viviana let her gaze travel up and down his body, loving everything she saw, from the awesome black boots that covered his feet to the black bandana on his hair. “Oh and look at that nose,” she thought. “How cute, and his eyes! How pretty!” Viviana had always wanted green eyes and envied his. Mark finally broke the silence. He knelt down in front of her and asked,

“How you feeling?”

“I’m alright. Just sore. How’s Lillian?” asked Viviana as Mark lightly touched the bruise on her face.

“She’ll be okay. She said you got there just in time,” said Mark sitting down next to her.

“Did you bring me here, Mark?”

Mark paused a second before answering, loving the sound of his name on her lips. “No darlin, Glenn did. We were in here talking and he had to use the restroom. Next thing I know he’s carrying you in here and yelling at me for ice.”

Viviana smiled at Mark and tried, a little too quickly, to stand up. Tottering as a result of dizziness she almost hit the floor, but Mark grabbed her by the waist and pulled her onto his lap. Viviana laid her head on his chest gratefully and closed her eyes, trying to stop the world from spinning.

At that moment the door swung open. It was Glenn. He had returned with an EMT. Glenn’s eyebrows could have hit the ceiling when he saw how they were sitting.

To Glenn’s look Mark said, “Look man, she was feeling dizzy and nearly collapsed,” and then to the EMT Mark said, “Can you do something about it?”

The guy told Viviana to sit up and he cleaned her bruises and cuts. After that he peered into Viviana’s eyes to check for dilation. They were fine.

“Well, you look ok, and I think you’re going to be fine. You just need some rest.” And with that the paramedic left.

Viviana was left alone with the two men. Mark was still sitting next to her and Glenn stood in front of her.

“Would you like to be escorted back to your hotel room Viviana?” asked Glenn.

“Yes, actually I would,” replied Viviana thoughtfully. “As long as you two don’t try anything funny…”

And so Glenn gathered up everyone’s stuff and put it in his rental, while Mark carried Viviana to the car. He had insisted on carrying her after watching her second pitiful attempt to stand. Everyone in the hotel lobby watched with interest the two large men as they entered. One carrying a small woman and the other struggling with bags.

They stopped at Marks room first to drop his stuff off. Then Glenn’s room. And lastly Viviana’s. Glenn opened the door and held it open for Mark to set her down on the bed. Viviana glanced from one man to the other. Glenn on her left, Mark on her right. They stared right back, both wanting her. And as tired as she was, Viviana could tell.

“Guys,” she said sleepily, “I said no funny shit.” Suddenly Viviana slumped back and began snoring. Glenn and Mark looked at each other in surprise. As if in mutual agreement, Mark and Glenn began removing her clothes. Glenn got her shoes, socks, and pants, stopping to admire her light blue thong. Mark easily removed her torn tank top and although he was longing to touch her, he didn’t. Glenn found her nightshirt on a chair and slipped it over her head. They both tucked her in and left together, still wanting her.

When the plane landed in Chicago, Viviana pushed her worries to the back of her mind and took in the scenery of her birthplace. She loved it there and it was obvious to Glenn and Mark (who joined them in the terminal) as well as they watched her prance around excitedly. Since the plane was late they had to go straight to the arena. Once at the arena inside Glenn’s dressing room Viviana began asking questions about the nights matches.

“Well, I take it you don’t know who you’re facing tonight do you?” Glenn asked.

“I think it’s pretty obvious that I don’t.”

“ These are grudge matches, but they are not scripted. Tonight I’m up against X-PAC and you’re up against Tori.” Glenn wasn’t too sure about the nights matches. Although he was sure no one knew, he and Tori really had been in love, but she really had been screwing X-PAC on the side. The writers in the WWF never ceased to amaze him, seeing as how the story line seemed to be “right on the money”. Glenn didn’t realize that he had been staring at Viviana worriedly.

“What’s wrong baby? You don’t have to worry about me. I’ve watched Tori and I’m sure this won’t be too hard. And come on you got X-PAC! That should be easy!”

“I know. I’ll teach that little grease monkey something tonight!” at the words “grease monkey” Viviana began to laugh. She was definitely going to have to teach Glenn a thing or two about slang.

Kane’s match was first. He wasn’t nervous, just worried. He was sure that the news about him and Viviana had traveled around. His suspicions were confirmed when he saw the sly smile on X- PAC’s face.

After the pyro’s of Kane’s entrance, he stood facing X-PAC in the ring.

“How’s Viviana, Glenn?” whispered X-PAC, “Is she as wild as Tori?”

“Don’t fuck with me. You stay the hell away from her, or I’ll-”

His threat remained unfinished because X-PAC delivered a swift kick to the groin area of Kane and watched as the big man fell to his knees. As always the referee “didn’t see it”. Kane recovered quickly though and slapped his gloved hand around X-PAC’s neck. The referee tried to make him let go but Kane enjoyed watching the other man struggle. Finally after what seemed like an eternity (to X-PAC), Kane finally raised him high into the air and slammed him to the mat. The crowd shouted their obvious approval as the pyro’s went off.

During Kane’s match Viviana was still in their dressing room. She had been getting dressed and was just pulling on her boots when there was a knock at the door. It was a security guard. “I have a card for you,” he said, “looks like you have a fan.”

“Um, ok thanks a lot.” Viviana studied the card. It looked ordinary enough. The front had a picture of her on it that she had taken for the WWF magazine. But when she opened it she gasped. Inside the words were written neatly, “You belong to me. I’ll have you or death will take you. No matter what I’ll have my way…”

Okay Viviana, don’t panic, it’s probably some crazy fan. But those words… she thought. Those were the words said to her in her dream. But Viviana knew she had to concentrate on the match ahead. She placed the card on the small table in the room and started pacing. She tried to think only of Tori and how much fun this match was going to be. Pretty soon it was time.

Tori was already in the ring, smiling evilly, flaunting her oversized rack. She knew about Glenn and Viviana and she planned on hurting Viviana something awful tonight. Yes, she had screwed around on Glenn, but she still wanted him.

Viviana appeared at the top of the Titan Tron and was on her way down when Tori held up a microphone to speak.

“I have a proposition for you Viviana,” said Tori who smiled sweetly and continued. “I challenge you to a No Holds Barred match. Do you accept?”

Someone handed Viviana a microphone. Viviana had been pacing while Tori spoke. Even though she hadn’t much training in that kind of match she still wanted to do it.

“Alright Tori. I accept your challenge.”

The audience cheered her answer. Some guys were calling obscenities out to her as she walked down the ramp. One guy she noticed was sitting very still, as if he were mesmerized with her movements. His familiar dark eyes locked into hers, and for a second she felt fear. When she was finally turned away she ran the rest of the way to the ring.

Tori grabbed Viviana when she entered the ring and immediately threw her down. She then kicked Viviana twice in the stomach before Viviana was able to get up again. Viviana got hold of a handful of Tori’s hair, gave a boot to her midsection, and slung her around before sending her over the top rope. Viviana could hear the mixed reactions of the audience. Meanwhile Tori was amazed that a little 5ft nothing could throw her like that. “This is going to be over quick,” thought Tori, as she reached under the ring and pulled out a most formidable weapon, a sledgehammer.

“Holly shit!” thought Viviana. She saw what Tori had but didn’t have time enough to get out of the way of Tori’s powerful swing. The blow to her stomach sent Viviana crashing to the mat. The crowd booed its disapproval. All she could do was gasp in pain, being too hurt to cry out or even vomit. Tori bent down close to Viviana, got her in a sleeper hold and whispered, “Girl, you better listen and listen good cause I’m only going to tell your ass once. Stay the hell away from Glenn. He’s mine.”

Viviana shook her head no and got up, shoving Tori away from her. Grunting from the pain in her abdomen she jerked the sledgehammer out of Tori’s reach and took a swing. Tori jumped out of the ring just in time. Oh no you don’t! thought Viviana, dropping the sledgehammer. She ran as best she could after the bitch known as Tori. Tori stopped at the announcement table and tried to grab Michael Cole’s chair out from under him. But Tori turned to see the ring bell coming toward her. Viviana swung as hard as she could at Tori’s head and heard the satisfying crack of her skull. She then made the cover, one, two, three.

Glenn had been watching the match and was forced by every single WWF official and a few wrestlers to stay in the back, when he had started to run out to Viviana. He had been livid with rage and was ready to kill when he saw that sledgehammer! Viviana had made it up the ramp and through the Titan Tron on her own power, but collapsed on her way through the back. Mark was back there and had watched the match and was as angry as Glenn if not angrier. He picked up Viviana, cradling her to his chest. He couldn’t help but admire her beautiful, soft body as he carried her to the room she and Glenn shared.

“Oh my God. Viviana?” cried Glenn. He grabbed her from Mark and held her close, caressing her face. Viviana slowly opened her eyes and smiled. She had never seen Glenn so worried. Then out the corner of her eye she saw Mark, he was looking worried too.

“I’m alright, really,” said Viviana. Then she winced when she moved in Glenn’s lap. Pulling up her shirt a small gasp escaped her lips as she saw the extremely large blotchy red bruise on her abdomen. Both Glenn and Mark stared open mouthed at it. Mark knew it was bad. It was obvious that Tori had hit her as hard as she could.

“That stupid plastic bitch! I’ll break her fucking neck, I swear!” yelled Glenn.

“No, don’t bother,” said Mark quietly. “Cause she’s gonna catch it from me too. She knew damn well not to swing that hard.”

“Let me tell you two something,” said Viviana, climbing out of Glenn’s lap and walking up to Mark. “I know why that petty bitch slugged me. She seems to think I’ve taken something that belongs to her. And considering the circumstances,” Viviana gestured to her stomach. “I’m seriously considering on giving it back!”

Glenn’s eyes widened a little, “No, Viviana just hear me out. Okay, I know I should have told you from the beginning, but it wasn’t just a story line between Tori and I. We were in love, or at least I thought I was. But I found out about her sleeping with X-PAC and apparently the WWF writers got wind of it. I know I should have told you but I didn’t want you hurt. Least of all like this. I’m so sorry babe,” Glenn looked up at her, then back at his feet feeling defeated.

Viviana had turned to leave but was stopped by Mark, who couldn’t believe what he was about to do. He held her by the shoulders and looked into her tear filled eyes. “Viviana, I can’t let you leave like this. You know good and well how much he needs you. What happened today was not his fault and you know it couldn’t have been avoided.”

Viviana nodded, turning away from Mark and walked slowly to Glenn who still had his head down. She cupped Glenn’s face in her hands and kissed him tenderly. He trembled and pulled her closer to him. Mark went to the door and took one last glance at the two lovers before walking out.

Chapter Six

Mark had very strong feelings for Viviana. He just didn’t know what to do about them. He even felt a little silly for helping Glenn out. Viviana was going to leave Glenn and he had stopped her. Mark, a little disgusted with himself, went back to his own dressing room.

Tori awoke five minutes after the match, her head throbbing painfully. Viviana had hit her that hard! Tori filled with murderous rage thinking about what had happened. “I know I hurt her ass too,” said Tori, thinking out loud. Then looking around her dressing room she knew X-PAC had been there. He was still in love with her, the stupid fool that he was. She guessed she still liked him but sometimes he was so annoying!

“You up already?” said X-PAC entering the room. He was holding an ice pack out to her.

“Thanks,” said Tori holding the ice to her head. “I guess we’re both losers tonight, huh. She may have overpowered me, but that only happens once!”

“Yeah right. You are such a god dammed slut!” exploded X-PAC. “I know why you went ballistic on her. She didn’t fucking deserve that! Everything has to be your own damn way and I end up taking the heat for it! I’m so sick of that shit! It’s over, Bitch!”

And with that X-PAC left, leaving Tori to stare openmouthed at his retreating back.

Chapter Seven

Glenn was content. He was cradling Viviana in his lap listening to the sound of her deep breathing as she napped. He truly loved her. He loved everything about her. She seemed so beautiful to him, so exotic. Glenn loved the way her creamy caramel skin showed out against the slightly tanned color of his own. Before he knew it, he was kissing her with a hunger, a passion he had never felt before. He knew she was awake when he felt her mouth open and her tongue respond. When the kiss ended Viviana smiled and looked into his beautiful eyes.

“What a way to wake up,” breathed Viviana. “I’m sorry about the way I acted earlier. I guess it was because I was already wigged out about this card I got.”

“Card? What card?” Glenn’s eyes followed Viviana’s pointing finger. Still holding her he got up picked up the card and sat back down. Viviana could feel his body tense up as he read it.

“See what I mean? Those are the same words said to me in the nightmare I had that night with you. So when I read that it freaked me out.”

Glenn crumpled up the card and threw it away. He only shook his head and held Viviana closer to him. Needless to say the card unnerved him a little too. However when he glanced at his watch he jumped up almost dropping Viviana.

“Babe we got to go. We were supposed to be out of the arena an hour ago.” After grabbing their bags they hurried out of the arena to Glenn’s rental.

Chapter Eight

The next morning, back at the hotel, Viviana awoke to find that Glenn was in the shower. So, she took the opportunity to call her best friend, Anita. Her friend was so happy for her. She knew that Viviana had bad luck with men in the past, but told her that she felt that Glenn was perfect for her. After Viviana promised to call her in the next town they hung up. Glenn was still in the bathroom so Viviana took her CD player out of her bag and was soon singing along with SWV.

Glenn came out of the bathroom and was surprised to see Viviana dancing around and singing to herself. Smiling to he walked over to her and grabbed her from behind. Viviana gasped from surprise and almost dropped the CD player. They played around for a few more minutes before Viviana collapsed on the bed. She had almost forgot about her bruised stomach but was quickly reminded of it as fresh pain washed over her. Glenn immediately walked over to her and checked to see if she was all right.

“I’m fine Glenn. Just a little sore,” she managed a watery smile. “Glenn I understand perfectly why Tori did this,” said Viviana pointing to her stomach. “If I ever lost you I’m sure I would fight everyone and their mothers to get you back. You are a very special to me and I more than appreciate everything you’ve done for me.”

“Babe, I feel the same about you. I remember being devastated about Tori cheating on me, but it was obviously for the best cause I’m here with you, and I’ve never been happier,” concluded Glenn. Suddenly there was a knock at the door. “I’ll get it,” said Glenn. He opened the door to find Vince McMahon standing there. Glenn eyed him suspiciously as Vince stepped inside.

“Well good morning you two,” said Vince acknowledging Viviana on the bed. “I’m well aware of what happened last night between you two and Tori. Wrestlemania is two months away and I’ve got a great idea for a story line. It will feed off of your past with Tori, Glenn, but we’re all adults here, and I think you can handle it. My idea was that Viviana will continue to be your escort and Tori will be Marks escort. He wants revenge on his “brother” and Tori wants revenge on you Viviana for taking her man. We’ll work out the details later. I’ve already talked to both of them and they agree to do it. I’ve also told both to keep it strictly professional. What do you say?”

Glenn had been watching Viviana trying to gauge what she was thinking. Their eyes met and Vince knew the decision was in her hands.

Looking at Vince’s hopeful face, Viviana sighed in defeat, “Ok, lets do it.”

Vince smiled and told them a few other things before leaving them alone. Viviana sighed before speaking again.

“Glenn, I have a feeling this is going to be the longest two months of our lives.”

Chapter Nine

The first month went by and was full of problems. Viviana was still receiving the strange cards and having the nightmares at least twice a week. Eventually the constant fear, frustration, and anger she was feeling began taking its toll on her. She wasn’t eating well and was having a hard time concentrating on her work. Whenever Glenn had a match with Mark she constantly scrapped with Tori to keep her from interfering in the match. And, on top of that, it seemed that waiting for her in every city, in every arena was a strange guy whose black eyes seemed increasingly familiar with every sighting. Viviana never told Glenn about him because she was sure he’d kill the guy, live on TV! And besides she knew he wasn’t the rapist. Viviana would never forget the icy blue of his eyes.

It was quite possible that the only haven Viviana had left was in the company of Glenn and of Mark. With them she felt safe and protected. And yet it was with Glenn that night, that she had her most terrifying dream.

Viviana found herself in the city of Chicago, her hometown. “Oh this is nice,” she thought while walking through the Lincoln Park Zoo. She stopped at the wolves’ cage. One stood out from all the rest. He was sitting right at the bars of the cage and seemed to be staring at her. “Those eyes…” she thought. She was captivated; the wolf was so beautiful. His glossy white fur shone out against the black of his eyes and as odd as it seemed his jaws hung open in a kind of grin.

Suddenly, right before her eyes, the white wolf’s shape began to shift. Now there was a gorgeous man before her. She felt fear but couldn’t tear her gaze away. He was naked but stood unashamed. His skin was creamy white and his hair was a brilliant bright blonde cut to his ears. His lean muscled body was a sculptors dream. And he was smiling, beckoning to Viviana. Unwittingly she took two steps toward him, her gaze transfixed. When in range he immediately he reached forward, grabbed Viviana by the throat with his claws, and slammed her against the bars of the cage. Viviana tried to scream but was choking instead. He was raking at her neck with his teeth that Viviana horridly realized were still canine.

Then out of nowhere it seemed, Mark and Glenn appeared on each side of her and yanked her away from the dark eyed man. But the damage was done. The flesh of her neck was torn and bleeding, where his claws and teeth had ripped at her. Breathing heavily, she put a hand to her neck. Her fingers came back bloody and dripping. Mark on her right, took Viviana’s hand and without hesitation, licked every single one of her fingers clean. His eyes were staring into hers the whole time. Then he got down on his knees and began kissing, and sucking on her bleeding neck. It didn’t occur to Viviana to be disgusted or grossed out. His sensual tongue licking her wounds actually felt pretty damn good. And now Glenn on her left followed suit, and also got down on his knees licking at the wounds on her neck. Moaning, Viviana closed her eyes and clutched both men to her. The sounds they were making… the sensations they were creating… were wonderful. But when she opened her eyes again, only the black-eyed man was in front of her, throttling her…

She could hear his voice in her head, “You belong to me. You belong to me…”

Glenn was startled out of sleep by a loud thud. Viviana had been thrashing so wildly in her sleep that she fell out of bed. Looking over the side and he saw that she was still dreaming. She was kicking and crying in her sleep. Glenn’s muscles rippled as he reached down and pulled her back into the bed. When she felt his touch, it was then when Viviana was finally able to wake up. For a time she didn’t say anything, tears were streaming down her face as he pulled her into his lap. Glenn held her for a while stroking her arms and kissing the tears off her face.

“Do you want to tell me about it?” he asked.

“No,” said Viviana. “Just hold me.” Glenn held her closer and fifteen minutes later Viviana had fallen asleep again.

Chapter Ten

Meanwhile, the man in her dreams was in the hotel room next door. He was very tired after projecting that dream into Viviana’s head. But now he wondered about the two large men that had been present. They were a surprise to him. He thought he had total control over her subconscious, the men must have came through a loop hole somewhere.

He felt awful having to do it, putting the dream in her head. But this was the only way. He knew only if her spirit was weak, could he easily influence her to stay with him. But right now hearing her cries hurt him literally as well as figuratively (this was fault of his heightened sense of hearing). He loved her so much. She was a warrior, (her chosen profession proved that) and as such, made his decision easier for a chosen companion. He came from Europe. The others thought he was crazy for lusting after a human, but they stood behind him 100%.

The burning pain of hunger was filling his body, coursing through his veins. He’d have to hunt now to revive his energy. Killing local whores was his method. It was easily done and most importantly, no one cared. It was just one less person adding to the downfall of society. And although their blood never tasted good, it seemed to be the easiest way to stay anonymous. “I’ve been doing these pitiful humans a favor,” he thought humorlessly. Getting dressed in all black, the powerful vampire headed out into the night.

An hour later…

Licking his lips, Erik stared down at the middle-aged prostitute. He had killed her swiftly, breaking her neck. After hearing the satisfying crack, Eric began to feed, draining as much blood as was necessary. After every victim he stared at them, with a longing to taste Viviana’s blood. But Erik knew it would be soon. The day was fast approaching when Viviana’s blood would be on his lips, and his on hers. This exchange would make her a creature of the night. It would make her a vampire.

Chapter Eleven

The end of the month was fast approaching. Although Viviana couldn’t stop thinking about her last nightmare and several she had after (that weren’t nearly as freaky) , she was pumped about Wrestlemania. Wrestlemania would be held in New York. Vince had told everyone to discuss their matches with their opponents and partners, seeing as how some were not scripted. Mark was a little nervous about his match. It was to be an Inferno match and he and Glenn had thrown around the decision of using a flame thrower. No matter how many precautions were taken they were still aware of the danger they were in.

As far as Viviana was concerned she loved the idea of being in a cage tag team match. She was confident that she and the Ninth Wonder of the World, Chyna, would win (theirs was not scripted). Tori’s tag team partner was new to the company, and was known as Molly Holly. This supposedly “sweet and innocent” new girl despised Viviana almost as much as Tori. But it was pure jealousy with her.

The days flew by and before they knew it, the night of Wrestlemania was upon them. The arena was filled with screaming New Yorkers. All the wrestlers were excited as well. This was the time and place that all their skills would be put to the test. No mistakes would be accepted tonight.

The first match was for the Intercontinental title. Chris Benoit against the People’s Champ, The Rock. The Rock won, much to the crowds delight. The next match was the Undertaker vs. Kane, the inferno match. The especially brutal match went perfectly. Undertaker won using the flame thrower to Kane’s face, who had been especially prepped for this technique. The crowd roared its approval of the intense match. The next up was Triple H vs. Stone Cold Steve Austin for the WWF Championship. Triple H won much to the surprise of everyone in the arena, including all the wrestlers. Before she knew it, it was time for Viviana’s match.

The camera focused in on Viviana and Chyna’s entrance. The men obviously cheered Chyna’s wearing next to nothing. Viviana didn’t have much cleavage showing, with her black stretch, u- neck top, and black stretch pants. She had chosen to be comfortable. She had also gotten her hair freshly braided, small micro braids, that came passed her shoulders.

When Chyna and Viviana reached the Titan Tron they stood there for a moment, the crowd waiting in anticipation. Then suddenly the two woman ran to the cage and went inside. Chyna immediately went after Tori grabbing her by the throat and slinging her around. Viviana meanwhile ran after Molly and slammed the smaller woman to the mat. Then bringing Molly to her feet , Viviana performed a brutal swinging neck breaker. Molly cried out in pain, while Viviana rushed to scale the cage. Tori having kicked Chyna repeatedly while on the floor of the mat, ran over to Viviana and grabbed her foot, and viciously yanked her back down. Landing flat her back Viviana cursed at the pain. Tori jumped on top of her, literally choking her. China had just sidewalk slammed Molly and went over to Tori, yanking her off of Viviana.

Coughing and gasping for air, Viviana tried once again to scale the cage. With each step she neared the top but suddenly felt she wasn’t alone. Molly had gotten up and was gaining on her. Viviana stopped near the top and slapped at Molly’s face who had amazingly reached her. Molly nearly fell but soon regained her balance. Molly, holding on by one hand punched Viviana who growled in frustration (something she had picked up from Mark and Glenn). She immediately seized a handful of Molly’s golden curls and repeatedly slammed Molly’s pretty face into the mesh of the cage. Blood spurted from the smaller woman’s nose and bottom lip. Viviana smiled in satisfaction yanking Molly away from the cage by her hair, and then letting her drop to the mat. Viviana went the rest of the way to the top and jumped down. She landed first on her feet then fell on her butt. The crowd cheered wildly as she went to the cage door and opened it up for Chyna. They raised their hands in victory while Tori stood over Molly who was squirming in pain on the ring mat.

“Holy shit! What a rush!” cried Viviana. She and Chyna were making their way to the back, receiving compliments and marriage proposals.

“Girl you did good. I thought for sure Molly had you at the top of the cage,” said Chyna. She was holding tissue to her nose, which Tori had broken with a boot to the face.

“Yeah I know. I also know that Molly is going to want to kick my ass on Raw.”

“Not that she’ll be able to!”

Both women squealed with laughter some more, still high on adrenaline. After talking for a few more minutes they parted and Viviana headed to the room she and Glenn shared. Upon her entry Glenn jumped up and grabbed her to him, and kissed her fiercely.

“Baby I’m so proud of you!” he said when the kiss ended. “You and Chyna did terrific.”

“Aw, come on. You and Mark looked great tonight,” said Viviana. In fact, she thought they had looked delicious! But instead she said, “How many staples tonight?”

“Just six,” Glenn smiled pointing to the bandage on his forehead. “Mark doesn’t have any.”

“Well remind me to kick his ass later,” replied Viviana. “But right now lets go take a shower, ok,” she asked with her usual child like demeanor. Glenn grinned and took her hand leading her to the shower…

An hour later, Wrestlemania was over and Glenn and Viviana had just finished their shower, among other things. It was past time to go and both were very tired after the night’s events. They soon caught up with Mark and headed out of the arena. Mark and Glenn were joking around good-naturedly when Viviana realized she left her boxing gloves in the arena.

“Are you sure you don’t want me to come with you?” asked Glenn.

“Nah, I’ll be right back. Besides if you come, we’ll never get to the hotel. I know just where I left them. See you in a few.”

Viviana was let back inside by one of the security guards. He told her to be quick because they had already turned out the lights and were ready to shut down for the night. Viviana made it to the dressing room and found her boxing gloves. As she turned to leave she felt someone’s hand on her shoulder. Ready to kick ass, Viviana whirled around. Her brown eyes met black eyes. Gasping she dropped her gloves and took a few steps back. The memory of her last horrifying nightmare came rushing back to her, engulfing her. But still, she couldn’t tear her gaze away from those eyes, those liquid pools of midnight.

Chapter twelve

“There’s no need to fear me Viviana. I would never hurt you. My name is Erik. I’ve been watching you for sometime, Viviana,” Erik advanced on her, backing her to the wall. “I want you. I need you. And if you haven’t realized it by now, I will have you…” Now their faces were mere inches apart.

“God he is beautiful…” was Viviana’s last thought before Erik kissed her. It was a passionate kiss, full of wanting, full of… hunger. When Viviana felt something prick her tongue she pushed Erik away. “What the fuck?” she thought. She could taste her own… blood? Erik stood gazing at her, smiling.

“I know you’re probably wondering how I was able to enter your dreams Viviana,” he said, drawing her name out. “How I always found you. I even know what you’re thinking. Simple tricks of the trade my dear, when you’re a vampire,” At the word vampire he smiled wide, showing his elongated canine teeth.

“Why are you feeding me this bullshit!” exclaimed Viviana. “This is just not possible! There are no such things as vampires! You can buy those damn teeth from Hot Topic!”

“Viviana, do you think your eyes deceive you? We are very real, and more wondrous than you can even imagine.” Erik stood so close to her. Bruisingly close. His eyes flashed red as he grinned at her once more.

Viviana stared at him warily, fearfully. “Look,” she said. “I don’t know what the fuck you want from me, but you better back up. Or my friends will be here any minute to kick your ass,” Erik stayed still, obviously testing her. Viviana growled and pushed passed him. But something was wrong. She felt her heart slow and her mind cloud up. Incredible sleepiness came upon her like a rushing tide. Suddenly it was a like a switch had been thrown and Viviana blacked out crumpling to the floor. Erik picked her up with inhuman ease and hurried out the side entrance to his car.

Glenn and Mark began to worry when Viviana didn’t come back after five minutes. They both went back inside. The same guard that had let Viviana in told them he had seen her talking with a foreign gentleman. The guard as best as he could, tried to describe him, mentioning the short cut bright blond hair and approximate height of 6ft. Glenn had already called the police and Mark had called Vince. The long search for her began in the arena.

Viviana was still in a power-induced slumber when they reached the private airfield. Carrying her up the steps into the private jet, Erik said goodbye to America. The flight was long but Erik was comfortable because he finally had what he wanted. Viviana.

Chapter Thirteen

Viviana finally awoke in a strange, unfamiliar place. She was lying on a bed. There were no windows in the room she was in. It was a rather large bedroom with only a dresser and a vanity table with several lit candles. Shivering she realized she had been stripped of all her clothing including her underwear. She also found that her hair had been painstakingly unbraided, leaving it crimped. “Oh great,” she thought, “Another wasted two hundred bucks.” Viviana got up off the bed and walked to the dresser, looking for something to wear. There was nothing. “Shit, first my hair, now this? I’ve been kidnapped by a sex crazed maniac,” she thought. But on second thought, when she remembered what happened at the arena, Viviana was filled with sudden fear. “A vampire? Oh my god, I’m gonna die here. I’ll never see Glenn or Mark again!”

Viviana sat back on the bed and began to cry whispering “Oh God, oh God, over and over again, but stopped abruptly when she heard footsteps approaching. She heard a key unlock the door and immediately wrapped herself in the sheets on the bed. In stepped Erik. He was wearing a black, long sleeved pretty boy shirt,(the kind of shirt she had often seen The Rock wear) and black Dockers pants. Viviana also took notice of his high cheekbones and again was mesmerized by his eyes.

Although he didn’t show it, Erik was ecstatic about having Viviana with him. They stood staring in silence for over five minutes before Viviana finally got up the courage to speak.

“Where are we? Why the fuck have you brought me here?”

“My dear, we are in Europe, in a secluded mansion and that is all you need to know. As for your second question, I already told you at the arena that I’ve wanted you for a long time. I love you Viviana. What will it take for me to prove that to you?” Erik asked.

“What?! How can you say that? How can you love me? You don’t even know me!” Viviana stared at him incredulous. She just couldn’t believe it.

“I do love you. I love every thing about you. I love your fighting spirit, your willpower. I love how you how your beautiful brown eyes light up when your triumphant and happy. I love your hair, all down and straight. I love how your voice sounds all throaty when you get what you want. I just love you, Viviana.” Erik had been walking up to Viviana while talking and was now face to face with her. His eyes locked into hers before he kissed her. Viviana pulled away quickly and sat down on the bed, tears in her eyes. “Oh he is not going to pull that romantic Interview with a Vampire shit on me!” thought Viviana.

“So where are you going with this, Erik?” Viviana spat his name with obvious hatred. “If you love me so much why did you give me those awful nightmares? No, don’t answer that cause I don’t care, but I want you to know that I don’t love you.”

Feeling stricken at her words, Erik chose his very carefully. “I want to give you a gift Viviana. How would you like to stay young and beautiful forever? To have amazing strength and powers beyond your wildest dreams? To never have to die?" Erik had sat down next to her on the bed now, holding her hand as he spoke. She didn’t pull away.

“What? I don’t understand you. What are saying?” Viviana had shed a few angry tears; her face was shining in the candle light.

“I’m offering you eternal life, Viviana. An eternal life in the glory of darkness. You will be stronger than you could ever imagine, feeding off the weak. You are the only woman I’ve met that I believe can love the darkness, and can glory in it. You could rule it, forever by my side. Do you want it? Do you? Do you accept my gift Viviana?” Erik’s voice was flowing, like water over rock. He was knowingly using his powers to influence Viviana into his world. It worked.

Viviana didn’t answer. His beautiful elemental voice had struck her mute. She couldn’t think anymore, she could only feel. She could feel Erik's hands running up and down her bare back. She could feel his lips and his cool breath on her neck. She could feel him kissing her, butterfly light. He tilted Viviana so her head was on his shoulder, exposing her neck. With a slight hiss, Erik bared his teeth and swiftly bit into her neck. At first Viviana tried to recoil at the terrible sting in her neck, but soon the pain went away, with mental help from Erik. He took a little more than necessary (she tasted so good to him) but he soon let Viviana lie back on the bed. He then used his teeth to tear open his wrist, letting his own blood flow. Cupping Viviana by the back of her head he put his dripping wrist to her lips and felt intense satisfaction when Viviana began to suck. He let her take as much blood as was needed and sat back and watched as her body began to change. Viviana clawed the air, and screamed horrible screams as death overtook her. Erik grimaced, watching as she writhed in pain for several minutes. Suddenly she was still. Her already light caramel skin became lighter. Her dark brown hair became straight and streaked with blonde. And her open mouth showed the tell-tale signs. Her canine teeth were shiny, elongated and sharp. Viviana was a newborn vampire.

Chapter fourteen

A week had gone by and there was no news of Viviana’s whereabouts. IT was as if she simply vanished. Mark was doing his best to comfort Glenn, even though Viviana’s disappearance was tearing him up inside as well. The police were searching everywhere, especially in Illinois figuring it might have been someone she knew that had kidnapped her. But Glenn knew. Some deep intuition told him it was the strange man from her dreams. But when he tried to tell the cops they only said to let them do their jobs. As for Mark, every night that went by, he felt more hopeless and helpless. He was terribly sure that Viviana was never coming back.

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