HEALING HANDS (Bayley x OC)

The Unhinged Rose Blooms

The arena was buzzing with anticipation. The crowd, packed to the rafters, was eager to see the debut of the newest superstar in the wrestling world. Rumors had been swirling for weeks about the return of an old talent under a new name, a fierce and unpredictable competitor ready to shake things up in the ring. But no one knew quite what to expect.

Jade stood behind the curtain, her heart racing as she listened to the murmurs of the audience beyond. The scent of the arena hit her nostrils—sweat, adrenaline, and the palpable electricity that filled the air. This wasn't a hospital operating room; it wasn't a sterile, controlled environment. This was chaos, and Jade found that she thrived in it.

Clad in her new ring gear—dark, sleek attire adorned with roses, but with an edge that reflected her new persona—Jade took a deep breath. She had spent months training for this moment, shedding the old life of Dr. Jade Storm and fully embracing her new identity: Jade Sabin, "The Unhinged Rose." A name that had come to her after countless conversations with Bayley and her friends. They wanted something that captured her fierceness, her unpredictable nature, and her resilience.

The "Rose" symbolized the beauty that masked the thorns, while "Unhinged" hinted at the chaotic, volatile force that Jade was ready to unleash inside the ring. It was a persona that felt like her—both her past and the future she was forging. It wasn't about perfection anymore. It was about embracing her imperfections, her struggles, and her unrelenting will to fight.

Bayley stood beside her, the same supportive presence that had been there throughout her transition. She squeezed Jade's hand.

"You've got this," Bayley said, her voice calm but filled with excitement. "The Unhinged Rose is going to own this ring."

Jade smirked, her usual nerves before surgery replaced with something else entirely. She wasn't nervous. She was ready.

Suddenly, the lights in the arena dimmed, and the first beats of her entrance music boomed through the speakers. The sound of heavy guitars mixed with a haunting melody of violins filled the space. The crowd fell into a hushed silence, their curiosity piqued.

And then, the announcer's voice rang out.

"Making her debut... Jade Sabin, the Unhinged Rose!"

The crowd erupted into cheers and gasps, and with that, Jade stepped through the curtain and into the spotlight.

Her entrance was deliberate, powerful. As she walked down the ramp, she could feel the energy of the crowd feeding her, their cheers, their excitement. In this moment, she wasn't Jade Storm, the surgeon with a marred past. She was something else entirely—someone who had been through the fire and emerged stronger. Someone unpredictable. Someone unhinged.

Jade's eyes scanned the audience, her gaze fierce but controlled. She had spent months preparing for this return to the ring, honing her body and her mind, rediscovering the passion she had left behind all those years ago. The fans may not know her story yet, but they soon would. And they'd remember the name Jade Sabin.

As she climbed into the ring, Jade felt the mat beneath her feet, the ropes at her side—this was her new domain, her new world. She belonged here. She bounced lightly on her feet, loosening her shoulders and neck, her body brimming with anticipation. The bell hadn't rung yet, but she was already locked in, ready to unleash the fury she'd been holding back for so long.

Her opponent for the night was already in the ring—a seasoned veteran, but Jade had studied her moves, her weaknesses. Tonight wasn't just about proving herself to the audience. It was about proving herself to her own doubts, the lingering shadows of her past. This was a fight for her new identity.

The referee called for the bell.

The match was fast-paced from the start, her opponent coming at her with a barrage of kicks and punches. But Jade was quick to adapt, weaving out of the way, countering with brutal precision. The crowd began to chant her name as she took control of the match, displaying a blend of athleticism and ruthlessness that caught them off guard.

At one point, her opponent tried to lock Jade into a submission hold, but Jade powered out of it with sheer determination, tossing her opponent into the ropes before hitting a devastating clothesline. The crowd roared as she stood over her opponent, her chest heaving, adrenaline coursing through her veins.

"Finish her!" someone shouted from the crowd, and Jade smirked, glancing out at the sea of faces.

With one final burst of energy, Jade executed her finishing move, a high-impact DDT that she had perfected during her months of training. The sound of her opponent's body hitting the mat reverberated through the arena. Jade quickly went for the pin.

"One... two... three!"

The bell rang, and the referee raised her hand in victory. The crowd exploded into cheers as Jade stood tall, victorious in her debut match. The sound was overwhelming, a rush of triumph that filled her with pride.

But this wasn't just about winning the match. This was about reclaiming her life.

Bayley met her at the top of the ramp, grinning from ear to ear as she pulled Jade into a tight embrace. "That was amazing!" Bayley shouted over the roar of the crowd.

Jade's chest still heaved with adrenaline, but she couldn't stop smiling. "I can't believe it. I did it."

"You more than did it," Bayley said, stepping back to look her over. "You owned that ring. Jade Sabin is here to stay."

As they headed backstage, Jade couldn't help but reflect on how far she had come. The hospital scandal, the loss of her career—it all seemed so distant now, like another lifetime. Wrestling had always been a dream she thought she had to give up to pursue her career as a surgeon. But now, she realized that dreams don't have to die. They can evolve, they can change, and sometimes, they come back stronger.

Just as they reached the locker room, Jade saw a figure waiting for her—Saraya, her old friend and mentor.

Saraya grinned as she walked over to Jade, pulling her into a hug. "Welcome back to the ring, Jade Sabin. Or should I say, the Unhinged Rose?"

Jade laughed, wiping the sweat from her forehead. "Thanks, Saraya. It feels good to be back."

"That was one hell of a debut," Saraya said, her eyes shining with pride. "I knew you had it in you."

Jade glanced over at Bayley, her heart swelling with gratitude. "I wouldn't be here without her."

Bayley rolled her eyes playfully. "Yeah, yeah. Just don't let it go to your head, Sabin."

Saraya chuckled. "You know, I think the Unhinged Rose might just be a name people are going to remember for a long time."

Jade smiled, feeling the weight of the past lifting off her shoulders. "I sure hope so."

This was only the beginning.