1997 seemed to fly by quickly and now it's October of 1998 and I'm 17 years old. Me and Bret seemed to drift away from each other. Then he left WWF in december. I still talked to Owen only when I saw him past in the halls. A new team called DX has been causing chaos and I thought they were kinda entertaining. Bret hated them and especially hated Shawn Michaels.
I made only one other friend who I followed around like a lost puppy, he is my role model and he reminds me of my beloved grandpa who I dearly miss. The Undertaker. He even helped me dye my hair black and helped me find who I really am and it was the dark aesthetic that called to me.
I also got officially hired by Vince but my job was just to help set up for every night. I also hired myself as Undertaker's personal assistant. He didn't want me to be at his every call but I insisted. He's just so cool and makes sure I'm alright.
Since it was almost halloween I was wearing a long, black trench coat and black hat just like he wears. I went heavy with the eyeliner and Undertaker laughed when he saw me.
"Are you supposed to be me?"
"Yep! Catch ya later, old man!" I heard him laughing as I skipped away to watch the next match that was happening. It was another new team called The Brood and they were awesome.
They were "vampires".
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Sleeping in the Fire (Randy Orton)
FanfictionDakota finds herself within the wrestling world. She befriends Randy Orton and they go through a wild ride. With lots of ups and downs.
