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Written In The Stars,

A million miles away,

A message to the main..."[/align]

This is a 1 x 1, WWE RP with Zexion's_Lover_46 and it will (mainly) be CM Punk x OC. The OC's name is Alex; Alex Wright. She's always wanted to be a WWE female wrestler and now her moment has come after overcoming many nearly impossible hardships. She's fought to get noticed and recognized, to let her shout to WWE be heard...

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"Seasons come and go,

But I will never change,

And I'm on my way~"[/align]

Follow Alex and her new companions as she comes alive with inspiration, crumbles from crushed faith, and reignites with over due love. Follow Alex and her fellow wrestlers as she works to get her name Written In The Stars...

 

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Alex tried hard not to get worked up as she sat anxiously in the locker room of the backstage arena, tugging at her sleeves gently. From her she could hear the crowds cheering, chanting for their wrestlers to come out as the Monday Night Raw kick off to a upbeat start. Tonight was her first night, not only being aired on National TV, but also being introduced into the WWE world of professional wrestling as her very own character; Sophia. It had taken months to prepare her stirrings with Stephanie McMahon just to make sure everything was planned accordingly. The entrance had to be just right and Alex had endured much rehearsing for this moment (Stephanie wanted her to get this right first time around, any slip ups would mess up her image and development for sure). Even still, nausea was already churning in her stomach.

 

"You alright?" The blond flicked her hazel eyes up to the one and only, Randy Orton who was still out of character and smiling warmly. He knew how tough this was going to be for her. Alex was pretty sure that the others on the show tonight weren't even aware of who exactly she was other than that she was a new recruit. Alex nodded, looking nervously again and taking a deep breath. Just don't firetruck up and you'll be fine...

Her theme song started playing and it just made the crowd's cheer grow in intensity. She took a deep breath and boldly made her way out into the arena. Randy Orton followed after her but did nothing more. After Alex was looking out at the crowd, she turned her attention towards the arena. And it was then that she stopped walking. It was Michelle Mccool in the middle of the ring with a chair. Out of all the luck, why did Alex have to have a no disqualification match with someone like Michelle, which had more then enough experience. "Come on Sophia," Michelle taunted. "You wanted it, now come get it." Reluctantely, Alex made her way to the arena. Randy Orton stood at ring side. Suddenly, Alex realized Layla was standing at ring side as well, in Michelle's corner. Because of the nervousness, Alex forgot to grab a weapon of her own. It would've been a smart idea but it was too late to step out of the ring and get one sound since the bell had rang and the match had already started. It seemed like she was already making bad mistakes...Mistakes she couldn't afford to make...

Grimacing at her idiocy, Alex slipped out of her green zip up, knowing full well it'd get in the way while fighting, leaving her in her signature (or soon to be anyway) black camisole, jean shorts, and heels. How she detested those heels. The practice she had in those shoes nearly killed her. And she couldn't have that. Disregarding Michelle's comment as the opening music for her died down, Alex reached up to tighten her pony tail and secure her gloves which was supposed to be, as Stephanie explained it, "Sophia's" sign that she was going to be an easy pin.

 

"As you wish Michelle."

 

Raising her fists, Alex circled Michelle skillfully, trying to push aside the self pity she held for herself. Not only was she in front of three WWE legends but also millions of people who were going to decide if they like her even more or not after this match.

 

Shaking her head out of the clouds just in time as Michelle took a mighty swing at her, she ducked out of reflex and nailed her in the stomach with a flexible kick. Randy resisted the urge to smirk, his character staying in it's role of not caring much for the match. Alex then made a quick movement behind Michelle, raising into a high roundhouse kick aimed for her mostly bare back. Thank god the wrestling was, for the most part fake, because if she had to seriously kick the blond in the back with these shoes...well, she'd never let herself live it down.

Not so quick to recover, Michelle dropped the chair and it was then the Alex realized she could steal the chair. She picked up the chair but, in doing so, she took her eyes of Michelle and, because of it, she wasn't able to stop her charging boot that hit her right in the stomach. Alex dropped the chair and then took an upper cut from Michelle. It was then that Michelle picked up the chair and hit Alex right in the back. Alex could hear Layla pounding her fists on the side of the ring and shouting "Come on Michelle! Come on!" This didn't help Alex at all, especially since she didn't have any support from Randy or so it seemed. It just stayed silent, still trying to pretend he really wasn't that interested in the match.

Laying on the surface of the ring momentarily to recover, Alex moaned slightly, blinking blearily up at Michelle. Her strong uppercut Had sent her tumbling to the ground towards Michelle's corner. She glanced at Randy for support but only got a blank stare. Alex mentally gave him a pat on his back for playing his role but the Sophia side of her felt disheartened by that. She staggered to her feet, leaning against the corner where Layla was blindly, not realizing that she left herself open. The tan brunette, locked her arms in place to render her useless as Alex struggled to break free. And there she an opportunity. Michelle was preparing for a Spear into the corner where she was trapped.

 

Quick mind working, she brought her legs down into a split, the sudden drop yanking Layla forward as the other blond made her move. The result was a collision between the two as Alex rolled out of the ring to safety to catch her breath. Once she did so, she found Layla to be "faking" being out cold as the script suggested and Michelle wobbling as she walked. Alex rolled quickly into the ring, grabbing the chair and raising it above her head to smash into Michelle-but hesitated. Instead, she looked up to the glowing Wrestlemania 27 sign and dropped the chair, pointing at it. The fans went wild as Michelle took the opportunity to swing a jab at her and Alex dodged, turning around to catch her in an RKO. Randy would have been proud if it hadn't been for Layla sneaking behind her with a newfound chair and smacking her in the back of the head, leaving her dazed next to a fallen Michelle.

Alex fell flat on her stomach against the ring's floor. Michelle grabbed her by the hair and both her and Layla were about to gang up on her but it was then that Randy Orton came into the ring and looked towards Layla. He wasn't going to hit here but was actually just trying to take the other chair out of the ring, but it set fear in Layla's eyes and she easily backed out of the ring. This time, Randy couldn't hide his as he threw the other chair out of the ring, never taking his eyes of Layla. He was trying not to get himself so caught up in this match, but he noticed that doing so was getting difficult. Not bothering to notice him as he stepped out of the ring, Michelle had pulled Alex up by the hair. It was then that Alex knew that Michelle was going to set her up her signature move- Faith Breaker. 'If she does that I'm done for,' Alex thought to herself. Knowing that the match would surely be over if she was dealt the Faith Breaker, Alex had to think fast.

Alex's heart beat sped up as her legs wer hoisted up onto Michelle's shoulders, and the blond look around at the crowd to give an effect. Many of them were booing but in the background the blond could hear faint chants of her name and as Michelle held the position a split second longer, the chants helped her determination grow as she went for an original, yet risky twist of a move. Alex locked her ankles behind Michelle's neck, making the female give her a shocked look. Alex allowed a small satisfactory grin, hoisting her upper body up before Michelle could lock her legs around her arms, and twisted her body to do a mix of a Hurricana and end with her sending Michelle crashing into the middle of the ring. Alex blinked, taking a second to catch her breath before realizing this was her chance. Michelle was out cold, and Layla was to terrified to come back in. This could very well be the first win for her first night appearing. Alex dove over Michelle, hoisting her leg up and holding her shoulders down to get that magical pin-fall. The crows was erupting with excitement and even Randy watched with anticipation.

 

Alex almost didn't believe it when the bell rang on the count of three and her music cue on. She had done it. She had won.

 

"All eyes on me,

In the center of the ring,

Just like a--circus~..."

 

The music was blaring as the referee held her hand high in the ring, the hosts' voice echoing across the ecstatic arena.

 

"And your winner is; So~phia~!"

CM Punk was watching the screen in the background. "This girl has potential," he said to the cameras that were fixated on him, even though he was acting like he was saying it to himself. "She really has potential." Usually, he wouldn't have any business in watching a match that didn't apply to him but this was a match that actually did apply to him in some way. Randy Orton was his target really. He was suppose to be fighting him in Wrestle Mania and was actually looking for a cheap shot throughout the match but didn't see any. So, it lead Punk to leave his eyes on the new recruit of Randy Orton. Suddenly, he wanted to make that recruit his. With his quick thinking, he'd find a way to figure out some use for her.

Alex was bubbling with joy and once she and Randy got off camera backstage she immediately burst with happiness, nearly jumping up and down.

 

"Did you see that? I can't believe it! I won!" Randy's smile grew wide as he congratulated her, giving her shoulder a gentle squeeze. He knew Alex had been nervous about appearing on the show and facing in her first match, any newbie would. Especially when she wasn't to well known. But he was positive that Alex had most certainly made a name of good recognition for herself among the fans now. Just as Randy was about to voice that to Alex he was forced into character as a certain Nexus leader approached the duo, camaras following in his wake. Alex looked up at the cameras and someone she recognized all to well has Phil Brooks AKA CM Punk in the WWE company. He held a pleasant grin on his face but anyone that knew him in character knew that usually called as a mask to hide his sly intentions. The blond took a step slightly behind Randy, hazel eyes reluctant to meet Punk's matching ones.

 

"Hello Randall."

 

"What do you want Punk?" Randy practically seethed, blue eyes narrowed dangerously.

CM Punk held his hands up in surrender as if this was just going to be an innocent conversation. "Just wanted to congratulate Sophia on her match." Even though she would never admit it, Alex was excited about this. She knew that she had successfully impressed the crowd but didn't think any of the other wrestlers cared much for it. Now she was thinking that she had made quite an impact. Not being so timid anymore, Alex came to the side of Randy and was going to hold out her hand so that CM Punk could have a chance to shake it. But Randy put up a forestalling hand, letting Alex know that Punk was not to be trusted. "Why would you even bother to care?" Randy asked. "And, I don't know about you, but don't you find it strange Punk that you would care for a match other then that one where I'm going to beat you come Wrestle Mania?"

"First off, what makes you think someone as naive as youself is going to beat me?" CM Punk edge Randy. "If anything, you're doomned come Wrestle Mania. So, I have nothing to worry about in our matchup. Instead, I'm going to take my time and look for, how should I put it...look for new recruits with potential, such as beautiful Sophia over here."

Randy Orton didn't want to be provoked and, if anything, he was ready to do an R.K.O but he held back, trying to keep his emotions from getting the better of him.

"How could you say I'm the naive one?" Randy protested. "When I'm smart enough and strong enough to bash your skull?"

"You're the one who R.K.O.'d me and cost me the title not so long ago," CM Punk offered. "And that Randy..." CM Punk then came closer to Randy Orton, coming face to face; nose to nose with him. "Was a BIG mistake." Now Randy felt like he couldn't control his emotions and he was about to teach CM Punk a lesson but the man had left the room. Alex didn't know what to say. What was there to say after all? She figured she should worry about the stress of her own matches and not someone else's. This was their match; a powerful man to powerful man match and a match that she'd rather stay out of.

As Punk left the duo alone, Alex looked up at Randy carefully in what she hoped was a soothing way to the cameras. She may be a Newbie but she wasn't brainless. She knew that gleam in Randy's eyes. He far beyond irritated. But whether that was her problem or not she didn't quite know.

 

"Hey...listen. Don't listen to him, he's just trying to rile you up for Wrestlemania." Alex said quietly, not wanting to get on the Viper's bad side to quickly. She knew better than that from watching the consequences he gave to those who thought it wise to go past his tolerance. Like how Punk had been punted in the head by Rabdy those few years ago. Nearly ended his career to. Speaking of Punk...Alex felt herself blush a little. He had congratulated her and even called her "beautiful". of course that wa all from the script but even still, just the casual smoothness that he spoke those words in set her heart in fire and cheeks flaming red. But shed be an idiot to let Randy know that. She was his apprentice and Punk was their enemy. No questions asked...Right?

After RAW was over for this week, Alex went home to an empty house. She had a cat named Mania after the WWE universe of Wrestle Mania(because that's how much she had always been fond of Wrestling). She was left alone to think of Mania climbed up on her lap. Petting the cat softly, she was reminsining about her past when her dad was alive. She missed him more then anything and, in each match up, she was sure that she'd always think of him because that's what kept her going. That's what always kept her going, was the thought of her dad cheering her on when he was alive. Then her thoughts turn to Phil Brooks. She had met many new wrestlers since she joined but wasn't that fond of them as she was with Phil. Not even Randy, even though him and her were close. She just had so many thoughts running through her head it was hard to take in all at once. She tried to log Phil out of her mind, but the more she tried to forget the more she was thinking about him.

Alex ended up groaning softly, startling Mania slightly and she apologized with a soothing scratch behind his ears. She loved this cat dearly and what she did to. So could she really afford a distraction like this? Like a stupid school girl crush on Phil Brooks? God...he would never go for the likes of her. Not when there were so many other gorgeous Divas in the WWE. As she pondered on this her phone's texting ring went off and she reached over casually to read it. She sighed. It was only a reminder from Stephanie that she had practice at 5 in te Training Room at HQ. Sighing, Alex stood up, pushing Mania off her lightly and changed into her training gear, which was really only a camisole and sweat shorts.

 

When she rolled up to the HQ, shivering from the cold outside she was surprised to see some others lingering, such as Natalya (Nattie) and Phil Brooks. She could have died as she came up to the building doors, praying to God they hadn't seen her. It would save her so much more trouble at the moment for her and her sanity...

Unfortunately, when she entered the training room, there were many divas, including Michelle Mccool and Layla. She really didn't want to deal with them. In general, Alex was never really able to get along with Michelle and Layla to begin with. Most of the divas noticed her when she got in and just gave her a look. She quickly went to training, trying not to think about the eyes that were watching her. She went to the punching bad and took a few hits. There was a mini ring but she didn't have the courage to ask any of the divas if they wanted to train with her. Next week in her match up she was set to go one one one with Kelly Kelly. This was going to be a regular match but still she was well liked and very popular and strong so Alex was actually more timid to fight in this week's match up then the first match she had yesterday.

Alex spun around doing a Right RoundHouse kick to the punching bag firmly. She needed to practice in the ring. She needed to get that training so she could defeat KellyKelly without messing up. The blond's hazel eyes glinted as she delivered some furious kicks and punches. she was aware that most of the Divas had left now that an hour or so had past but she didn't care. She had to continue practicing to beat her opponent next week. If she didn't then her popularity might decrease...Alex ignored heavy panting as she over worked herself. Until she was nearly dying on the bench drinking her water bottle quickly.

 

"Are you trying to kill yourself?" Alex looked up quickly, wiping away the sweat on her forehead only to blush brightly. Phil was looking down at her with an amused grin on his face, hands in his sweatshirt pockets.

"Uh..Just practicing.." Alex replied not sure what to say. "About last night," Phil replied. "Don't listen to Randy that much. He's just over protective. I can understand him because I'm like that sometimes. He just doesn't want you hurt but don't be afraid to break out of your shell. You just might come out stronger then you were before." "Thanks," Alex answered not knowing what else to say. Phil put a soft, yet firm, hand on her shoulder and he smiled. "Don't over work yourself too hard though," he insisted. "Just relax and you'll be able to focus on everything and get things done easier." "Sure," Alex replied and, for a moment, it was as if she stopped breathing. "Thanks for the advice." With that Phil Brooks left the HQ, leaving Alex by herself. The other divas had long since left.

((Next day))

 

Alex hated flying, she really did. She didn't like the thought of soaring up in the air who knows how many feet in the sky and relying only on the hope that turbulence didn't get bad and send her and er new co-workers plummeting to the ground. And that of course would lead to a fiery death which would be most unpleasant. Especially since she had yet to achieve a few...personal goals in her life. Alex really didn't gave a choice though when it came to airlines and traveling. Sometimes plane was the only way, even if she preferred Tour Bus over all. But as she packed her luggage into the luggage cart and took a cushioned seat in the first class section where Randy sat a seat behind her and Cena in front with Nattie next to him, she decided that sleeping through this ride would be for the best. They were headed across the country to Indiana for RAW showing and then Smackdown the following day. Friday Night Smackdown wasn't aired live after all, it's rival show was. Yawning, Alex sat snug in her black yoga pants and gray sweat shirt, nuzzling a pillow nestled into her shoulder. Hopefully this ride would be done ad over with a soon as possible.

Luckily, the flight went as smoothly as possible and, before Alex knew it, she had been woken up by Randy Orton. Rubbing her eyes and giving a small stretch, she got out of the plane and came into the arena. Ironically, Alex hadn't been nervous about practicing her lines. She had quite a keen memory and it was easy to remember the script. She got into the ring with Kelly Kelly for practice. Alex thought that this would be easier then the first match but it didn't seem so as she tried to grapple the light wieght blonde. Kelly was quick on reflexes and wrestled her down to the ground. Randy Orton wasn't in the corner to back her up this time, however, as he was in the locker rooms. But then, she heard banging on the side of the ring. "Come on Sophia," she heard someone say. "You can do it." She looked up...it was Phil Brooks.

Alex couldn't believe it. Phil was out here watching her wrestle. Hell, he was watching a practice of her match later tonight and that was unbelievable! Her hazel eyes locked with Phil's slightly greener ones, well aware that he had said "Sophia" instead of Alex. But that didn't matter. What mattered ws that he had come out to see her and she felt something flare within her, making her heart pump faster as Kelly dragged her to her knees by her hair. Whatever it was (she assumed it to be determination) it roped her as she powered ou of a head lock Kelly had gotten, narrowly missing a Suplex. Eyes darting around she noted Kelly rolling painful on the ring floor and she grinned, taking the blond's arm and pulling her up as she leaned against the rips and went for her signature move, Leverage. Stephanie ha helped her make I after she turned Michelle's Faith Breaker against her. As she leapt for the Hurricanrana though, Kelly ducked just in time, sending Alex to her knees.

 

"D-Damn," She muttered, feeling the tender skin throb and ache as she skidded side ways to dodge a ferocious kick. Whoever said Kelly couldn't wrestle obviously didn't know their facts. Still, that didn't matter. What mattered was that Phil was watching her and she needed to impress him. She didn't want to let him down, not after he took the time to come down and watch the match when he could be training.

Kelly had then grabbed Alex by her hair and through her over to the side of the ring. Landing against the corner of the ring, Alex grunted. Kelly had then run to the far corner of the ring, I came charging at her. Alex looked at Phil, trying to remind herself what who she was doing this for but it was a bad mistake. She wasn't able to move out of the way in time and Kelly had smacked her body rather harshly up against hers. Alex fell upon her knees and onto the floor. Kelly didn't even need to use full force to drag Alex to the middle of the ring and get a pinfall.

Alex was now so upset and she wanted to cry. She felt like she had let herself and Phil down. But she was stunned to realize that Phile wasn't mad at all. If anything, he seemed quite calm. "What am I going to do if she defeats me tonight in my match up," Alex wasted no time is asking Phil. "Hey, it's alright," he reasured. "Take you time. You win some you lose some; you're going to lose at some point or another and you just need to accept that. You tried your best and you did good. That's all I could ask for."

Alex blinked, looking up at Phil. All he could ask for? What did he mean by that? That he wanted to watch Alex even if she lost? The blond felt her cheeks eat up instantly and she did her best to swallow the tightness in her throat. She couldn't believe she had lost but if...if Phil said it was okay then...

 

"I-I guess you're right. Thanks." She murmured, tucking her hair behind her ears and straightening out her clothes carefully. The match had left her quite disheveled and he at least wanted to look somewhat decent. The disappointment of losing still pelted at her gut and Alex looked up to the ramp where the locker rooms laid beyond. She couldn't let anyone else know she had lost. How embarrassing is it to lose durin training of all things. She could understand losing while making the match up as you go but if anyone knew she had practice and then lost on live TV...

 

"Phil, do me a favor...Please don't mention that to the guys backstage. I know it's okay to lose but...I'd rather have one more chance in the ring Tonight before I tell. I can't lose in practice and on live TV." Alex reasoned, mostly to herself as she limped somewhat up the ramp due to her throbbing knees. That ring could be tough no doubt. "That'd be embarrassing to admit."

(That night)

Her matchup came rather quickly, or so it felt like it. Alex wished that time would go by slower but she knew she'd have to get in the ring to face her opponent sooner or later. Well...Alex DID want to face her oppenent. Her dream was always to be in the WWE and now she was living the dream. But dreams never came easy. She stepped into the ring, Kelly Kelly was already out there and waiting. It was a good thing Kelly Kelly wasn't rude like most of the divas and didn't taunt so often, it would've just been more stress on Alex. The bell had then rung and the match up had begun. Randy Orton was standing along ringside but CM Punk was not, but Alex had a hunch that he was watching in the back. 'Don't lose this time," Alex said to herself. 'Whatever you do don't lose...'

The bell was rung as her music died down and she took her position, holding her fists high. She had to jeep focus and she had to do well. She had to win. For herself, and for Punk.

 

"C'mon Sophia, put her in her place!" A member from the crowd yelled from her left and that allowed the blond smirk just a bit. She turned and wink at the fan who then squealed to her parents before realizing why she had lost earlier. It was because she had delayed herself by worrying. But really, she needed to remember why she wanted to wrestle. Because it was her love of life. Alex jumped a bit in place, pumping herself up as she ran to tackle Kelly. The blond side stepped, not expecting the quick start, leaving the blond running to the corner but Alex laughed jumping up to the top rope and back flipped off it, landing in front of Kelly to give her a harsh right hook to her face. She had confidence. She could do this. She wanted to. She had to.

Kelly quickly recovered and then took an uppercut to the face but Alex. So far it was going great until, Kelly got her into a choke hold. It took a minute or two to get out of it but then Alex had been thrown hard against the ring. Remembering her mistake from before, Alex didn't "wink" or "look away". She focused on getting out of the corner. She came behind Kelly Kelly and gave her another uppercut before grabbing her hair and slamming her down to the floor of the ring. 'I'm going to do it,' she thought in excitment. 'I'm going to beat her.' She stood up for a split second and pointed at the Wrestle Mania sign. The crowd roared, minus the exception of the Kelly fans that were booing. But that didn't matter to her. She had fans of her own. Not only that, but it was Phil Brooks that she wanted to impress.

Grinning like a maniac, Alex dragged Kelly, who was having trouble standing on her own two feet, up to her full height before running to lean at the side of the ropes and bounce off of them to catapult into the beginning of a Hurricanrana before dropping upside down, ankles crossed behind Kelly's head. She smirked as the crowd went wild, chanting her name. She grinned as she briefly caught Randy's eye. He hadn't known about her new Finisher. Similar to what she had done to Michelle, Alex slip in-between Kelly's legs, arching her back as she brought herself to sit on her knees, the ankles locked behind the bleach blond's head crashing her head to make a nasty impact to the center of the ring.

 

"Oh my--Sophia just distributed what might be her new signature, Leverage!" Micheal Cole announced, eyes popped open next to Lawler. Alex ignored that and gave a point to the crowd she faced before dropping side ways to give an elbow to a nearly unconscious Kelly. And the the pin fall was secured. The crowd was ecstatic. Their cheers were near deafening as she stood up and did her ending gloat, pointing up and duo a perfect spin to point at the Wrestlemania 27 sign once again, mouthing "I'm on my way" to the cameras. She hadwon her second match in a row. Even Randy was giving a generous clap of approval.

After the match was over and she was away from the camera she couldn't help but jump up and hug Randy. He did nothing accept smile. "I did it," Alex cheered. "I've won twice in a row." Her thoughts breifly went back to training. Technically, that lose didn't count considering it was training but it still bugged her. But, she remembered CM Punk's words and put it aside. Of course, she remembered him saying that she'd lose sometime but she figured she was going to try her best like he said. She told Randy about none of the events that went on this morning and instead continued smiling. "Congratulatons," CM Punk came along side Alex not even bothering to care about the glare that he was giving by Randy Orton. "You won two times in a row. Let's try for three shall we." "O-Of course," Alex said blushing and that's when she realized that the cameras had come back on her. "If you know what's good for you," Randy warned. "Then you'll leave." "Oh, now I have to worry about threats from the Viper," CM Punk answered. "When I'm not even talking about him. Why don't you mind your business?" "Sophia IS my business!" Randy stammered. "Well, in that case," CM Punk answered keeping turning his attention back to Alex. "Why don't we go somewhere private Sophia?"