Successful - Drake
See Mimi? You started hurring me up and this turned out wrong!
I don't know if I like it or not.
But you wanted my horrible writting skills.
So here it is:
You wanted me to skip right to Elizabeth's and Bret's relationship of their begining so It's where I'm going to start.
It's set after 5/6 months since Elizabeth's arrival, her taking of Vince's right hand person status and being second in comand in runing the show.
She is considered very important to WWF and every person respects her and adores her.
She takes quite interest on certain wrestlers, one in particullary for now....
(Didiie, like my choice? I know you do!)
-No way, I need a day off or a raise! And I need it now!
Elizabeth laughed on hearing her assistant Rachel.
Elizabeth had been going around the stadium in Chigaco with Rachel after her, carrying her coffee and her papers.
-I still don't know why you have to take your tour around every stadium or arena that WWF comes to.
-I like doing it Rachel, is there a problem with that?
-Or you prefer Miss Targaryen? In here I must show to people the example they need to follow and one of them is how to call the second in comand in respect.
-How about Elizabeth?
-No, you can call me Elizabeth, the rest can call me ma'am.
-What is that?
Elizabeth turned on seeing something gold shining.
Coming closer, it was the WWF title.
-Shouldn't this be on Hart's hands?
-It's not like him to lose his belt.
-He didn't, they asked to redesign the title and there was suppose someone to deliver to him yet apparently they left it here.
-Someone should give it back to him, well I'm going to return it.
Rachel looked at her boss.
-You said you didn't understood why I take a tour around every arena so go back to the office with my coffee and I will return this to him.
Ranchel didn't argued and turn herself back to where she came from.
Elizabeth took hold of the title.
The design was so much better now and it was much proper to a champion.
The champion being Bret Hart.
The young legend on his own.
Destinated to be great.
Elizabeth knocked on his dressing room that he shared with the entire family of his.
Elizabeth didn't felt intimidaded, okay, she felt a little bit intimidaded by those huge men.
Yet all of them were nice to her, due her position.
No one answer the door and Elizabeth decide to knock again.
No answer yet.
Forgetting her good manners, Elizabeth entered the dressing room.
No one was in there yet someone was taking a shower and by the looks of it, that someone had finished his shower.
Elizabeth only sees Bret The Hitman Hart entering the room wearing only a towel with his hair dripping onto the carpet.
Elizabeth dared to gaze very quickly at the champion's figure.
Those dark of his, eyes that Devil surely have.
Bret was well built, a body a woman would gadly reclaim into her bed.
Yet one of my rules came to my mind:
Try at your best to avoid anything on your work place.
So smiled blankly and return the belt.
-They have finished the design for the belt and apparently you didn't bother to reclaim it.
-Either way, here's the belt back.
I reached my hand with the belt and dumped into his arms.
Bret didn't said a word, as he was petrified that I had walked in.
I turned over the door and left the champion.
Well, this has been interesting.
Neither the less, WWF has a show to give and I couldn't spare not a second on some wrestler when I must put up a show.
I was at the ring side when I see a petite figure leaning closer to me.
-Mrs. Savage, good morning.
Elizabeth smiled at me.
-Miss Deviaux, how are you this fair morning?
I laughed, Elizabeth was smilling.
-How was your night with your husband?
-Psst, like I would tell you.
-I believe he made you scream from what I could hear.
-I'm kidding, I would never mess between you and Randy, you know that.
Elizabeth made a cute face which made Rhaenys rolled her eyes (when Elizabeth is on the scene, I will refer to Rhaenys).
-Well I must be off, Randy is probably looking for me.
-He is still jealous of Hulk?
-Yes and I don't know why....
Elizabeth left her to her own thoughts.
She had a show to put together yet the Champion didn't seemed to leave her mind.
That well built body could make a woman shiver but those eyes were the ones that made HER shiver.
A hand rests on her shoulder causing her to turn around.
-Randy Savage, you scared me.
-I never have the intention of scaring a beautiful woman.
-Beautiful woman? Is Elizabeth aware of you using your charms on another woman?
-She is not and I hope you won't tell her.
-What do you need Mr. Savage?
Elizabeth looked at him with eyes googled.
-I hope is not what I'm thinking it...
-In a subject, not literaly Elizabeth.
-Elizabeth has been away from me for a while.
-Something wrong in paradise?
-She is your girlfriend Randy, heck soon to be your wife if you keep this way.
-SHSSH! Keep it down Elizabeth, I don't anyone to hear it.
-Fine, I will have a word with her, it might just be distraction Randy.
He smiled like a fool.
-I wanted to ask you something.
-What is the word on the lockeroom about Bret Hart?
-Why are you interested?
-I'm not, just wondering what has been said about the young champion.
-Well, he is a goddam wrestler, as matter in fact a legend already.
-He was trained by his father right?
-So you want to hear me out or no?
-Yes, he and the entire Hart Foundation were trained by the same man, his father Stu Hart who happens to be one of the best mentores and trainers in the all wrestling world.
-My thoughts on him, the kid is a very talented wrestler, fit to bear the title and in my opinion he can wear his titles.
-I'm an old man Elizabeth forgive me, but yes the Hitman is a legend.
-And the Sharpshooter maneuver is one of the most painful maneuvers you can be in.
Randy waved bye at Elizabeth.
-Later, night time-
"Everything is going perfectly"
Elizabeth smiled at her own toughts.
Vince was on the comentary with JR and King.
Elizabeth was backstage, near of the gorilla position.
Every wrestler, technician, assistant, heck anyone who needed her at that time they would always find her there.
The Main Event was up.
Mr.Perfect passed by her and chat for a brief time.
Elizabeth smiled until she heard a deep voice coming behind her.
-I never got the chance to thank you.
That made her turn around.
The Champion stood in front of her.
Glaring her with those dark eyes of his.
-No need to, it is my job, you know...
-Even though, thank you.
Elizabeth smiled and turned around.
Bret reached to her hair.
His fingers were soft.
-What are you doing?
He stopped on hearing my voice.
-One of your braids was misplaced, I was just put it back in.
Elizabeth didn't had time to thank him, for the announcer was already speaking and Bret went fast.
Rachel came back with her food.
-Lizzie, here's your food.
Elizabeth thanked her.
-So who is going to win?
-In my opinion, I don't know.
-OH C'MON! My money is on Perfect.
-Then your money is sure as gone.
They both turned on hearing Vader behind them.
-And who are you betting for?
-Hart, as usual.
-Psst... He's going to lose tonight.
Elizabeth left them discussing the match and turned herself to the monitor.
There was something about the way Bret moved that got her intrigued.
Elizabeth turned around suprised only to see Vince Macmahon standing there.
All the people had stand back a bit when seeing their own boss there.
-Vince, I... I got distracted by the match.
Vince glared at her, not buying one bit.
-I wanted to know the details of the next program, yet you were so focused on the match than rather paying attention to your boss, so am I in the way?
Elizabeth didn't knew what possess her to respond like she did.
Vince opened his eyes suprised and Elizabeth cover her mouth, she wanted to laugh.
Vince was about to say something until they heard a raspy voice behind them.
It was Stone Cold Steve Austin.
Vince glared one more time at her then turned his back to walk with Stone.
Elizabeth stared at the monitor again, yet to her dismay, the match was ending.
She heard Vader and Rachel arguing about the match and the money they had lost/won.
"A pity yet I must do my job"
Elizabeth retreat to her office, gathering her stuff to go to the hotel to sleep for a few hours before catching the plane.
It was tough living this life, most of the execuive stay in one place yet Elizabeth had to go wherever Vince would go.
After catching a cab, she reached for the entrance to check in.
She was tired and could use a few hours of sleep.
Elizabeth was still reading the report on contabilist about the finances of WWF when she went against someone.
"OUCH! WHY THIS PEOPLE CAN'T SEE WHERE THEY'RE GOING?"
-I'm sorry, I didn't mean...
Elizabeth looked up only to find the person who had been haunting her mind earlier.
"Not him, please"
Bret reached his hand to her and Elizabeth to be polite accepted it.
Bret grab her bag and gave it to her.
-You're staying here?
-Yes, I was supposed to go right away yet Vince todl me to get a few hours of sleep.
Bret nod while he followed her.
-Welcome to Paradise Sunset Hotel, how can I be of service?
-Yes, I wanted to check up for Deviaux.
-One moment please.... Yes, Mrs. Deviaux, one main suite at your request.
-Uh, it's Miss Deviaux, it's the Flowering Peach suite as request?
Elizabeth left for her suite yet she looked back.
Bret had disappear from her sight.
She took her dress and jumped to the shower.
Why she was bothering herself with the Champion so much?
She changed to something more simple.
Rachel had begged her to go with her on the planes most of the time the wrestlers used.
Elizabeth didn't mind, it was only a flight and she could use seeing people she knew.
She grabbed her things and left.
She didn't want to sleep now that her head was filled with unwanted thoughts.
When she finally arrived at the aeroport, she looked for Rachel.
She checked her messages.
--Elizabeth, sorry for kept you waiting, I'm on the first plane, once again so sorry--
Elizabeth rolled her eyes.
-Vince told you to travel with the boys?
Elizabeth turned around, "Not him again" She thought.
Bret Hart stood there with his luggage.
-I always travel with guys.
-No,you travel with Vince and that includes you going on the first plane so that you can avaliate the rookies.
-Now I'm on the second plane so I can be sure that you big boys know how to behave.
Bret smiles and Elizabeth spots something interesting on his smile. "You shouldn't smile that way Mr. Hart, people might think something else" Elizabeth crosses her arms while she sees Owen Hart and Jim Neidhart coming closer.
"Enjoy the flight and please try to tell your brother: no pranks" Elizabeth turns with her bags and leaves.
Elizabeth sits in one of the seats in the back of the plane so that she could have some privacy.