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Wrestling is Good	By : devilangel2 Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 1211 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrities of WWE/WWF. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Wrestling is Good.

Disclaimer: I don’t own any of the celebrities, just me.

“What have you done, now!?” an elder angel sighed. He probably thought I was a pain in the ass. I had a history of getting into trouble ever since my mother made the biggest mistake of her life: falling in love with my father.
“What do you mean? I just wanted to have a nice evening with my girl, when some giant comes around and tries to take my head off!” To the disbelief of the other angels, I was half angel, but didn’t have any wings. This meant that I couldn’t fly!
“You shot the man in the chest with a lightning bolt!” the elder yelled. I was surprised that he could yell after all these years.
“You should have seen him! This guy was huge!” I wasn’t kidding!
“Alright, young one, what did he look like?” the elder was actually laughing at me! This wasn’t funny!
“Well, he was well over six feet tall! He had long brownish-red hair and burning green eyes like acid! He had numerous tattoos on both of his huge arms and a tattoo on his chest too! When this man walks, the whole sky darkens and a large cloud of moving mist follows him!” the elder’s face grew wickedly pale as I described this man, “When he looked at me, the man suddenly snapped all over me!”
“My…what did he do to you?” his wings started to slowly flap.
“He almost put me through a brick wall! I actually kicked him back, straight in the balls, and he nearly choked me to death! If it wasn’t for the police, I would have been waiting in line for the second time to get back to Earth!” Being part supernatural was very fun, but even I had to obey some rules.
“You hit him!!!” he screamed right in my face.
“Yeah!”
“Young one, do you know what you did? You messed with one of the most sick, powerful demons of Hell! He attacked you because he saw what you truly were. Now he’s going to come for you. Good luck!”
“WHAT! Why am I just learning this? Who is he?”
“Let’s see, he’s the Dead Man, the Phenom, or as we say, the Undertaker.” He patted me, “Child, prepare to stand in line for a long time. He’s kicked so many of our asses it doesn’t make any sense. Enjoy yourself and hide while you can.”
Why me? I already died when I was little and ran in front of a moving car! Now I’m going to be killed by some creepy guy who can’t shave?!? Being an angel, even half of one, is a hard, unspoken life…
“Well, see ya Elder!” I walked out of his office.
“Where are you going?”
“I’m going to get DX’s autograph backstage at the wrestling match I was enjoying! That’s the only reason I went there!”
“Isn’t that where you were attacked?”
“Yeah, but most people who leave somewhere don’t expect to see them again at the same place. It’s twisted common sense. I just get the autograph and leave. That’s it…hopefully.”
“Just don’t get screwed!”
“Huh? You’re sick!” an old man talking about that sort of thing was gross.
“I’m serious! Demons and angels have very different…styles…just be careful.” This old man was truly sick…

“Damn lockers…where are they?” I was rushing to get my stuff and go. I didn’t want to run into the ‘Dead Man’ again.
“I am The Heartbreak Kid Shawn Michaels! He is The Game, Triple H and together we make D-Generation X!” It was HBK’s voice that made me happy.
“Can I please get DX’s autograph?” They seemed overjoyed that I wanted their autograph.
“A pretty lady like you can get much more than that…”
“No thanks, Triple H. I’m in a hurry.” They gave me their autograph and walked away. I was in the clear…until the lights went out.
A creepy blanket of mist spread out toward my feet. Now, I know well enough that all the Black people die first in horror movies. I also knew that if the horror movies, like Jason, were actually based on reality, every Black person would get the hell out of there before the music started. (It’s true!) I was a very smart Black woman knew when to run for my life, like now.
I turned the corner quickly and dashed off in the hallway. I was looking for an exit somewhere down the halls. I heard a sinister laugh echoing in the halls. I saw something in the clear, and it was a door!
I grabbed at the handle, but something was wrong. I was surrounded by three walls, and a door that won’t open! I closely inspected the door, only to find out that it was painted on.
What the hell!?! I simply thought in my mind. I did a simple portal spell to make the door real and locked the door behind me. I was inside this dark bedroom, with different shades of black, purple, and some reds. There was one problem: the mist blanket was still there. The lights went out again.
‘Alright, this is the moment that I die. I am going to give this man hell, though…” I put myself in a fighting stance. I couldn’t hit people very well with my hands, but I can kick almost anyone’s head off. Giant hands wrapped around my arms and lifted me off the ground.
It was him. That voice was pure evil. I quickly stomped his foot hard, and he let go. The light came back on and there he was. I landed a roundhouse kick right at his head, but he didn’t fall. He just looked up, staggered, and laughed.
“You’re brave, little lady. That kick of yours stings.” He really did stand over six feet, like six foot five. That long hair of his flowed over his shoulders and his huge arms flexed. If you look at him at a certain way, he could be cute. He wasn’t a pretty man, but his look was very different from everyone else. I was so toast.
“What do you want with me?” I gave him another kick, but it didn’t do much. He took off a huge black coat and stripped off his white shirt. He was undressing while I was trying to kick his ass!
“That’s just disrespectful.” He was laughing more than ever. Even at 6’5, he still had a weak point; like every man does. I kneeled and shot my little fist right at the middle of his long legs. He stopped undressing. He stopped breathing, for a moment. The giant man was coughing on the floor, holding his precious jewels. I was about to get the hell out, until he tackled me to the ground.
“You…little…BITCH!” he was trying to recover, “It’s time for my payback…” Since I am a half-angel, I was forbidden to think about anything sexual about anyone, but I was wondering: ‘What would it be like to get fucked by a giant demon man?’
“Don’t worry, you’re about to find out, little angel…” his voice came out of nowhere. I didn’t want to know how he answered my question, but it wasn’t important. He took one finger, started at the bottom of my blouse, and popped all the buttons off my shirt. He slammed his lips onto mine, and his hands started to wander around my chest.
I was in pure shock. His tongue pushed pass my lips and he unhooked my bra from the front. His hands were massaging my breasts almost painfully as my breath came in short, sharp gasps. He kissed all around my neck and down my chest slowly. His mouth clamped on one of my breasts hard, and he sucked until I was sure he would draw blood sooner or later. I couldn’t lie, though, it felt so good. My hands found their way into his long hair, and he quickly tossed my pants off to the side.
His chest from up close looked so…manly. An angel’s chest would never be this muscular or wide, for that manner. He lost his pants in a hurry and I let out a gasp. This man surely wasn’t an angel. His cock was huge; it just proudly stood there at attention. ‘Oh my…this might hurt…’ my thoughts revolved around his size and how was it going to fit. He laid me back down on my back and his hands went lower into my legs. His tongue slid into my deep folds and I gasped deeply. I saw his wicked smile as he rapidly thrusted his tongue into me. I felt one finger go inside and my hands gripped the carpet roughly. One finger…then a second…then a third…and finally a forth. I actually pushed him down on his back and kissed him deeply in the mouth. His hands wandered everywhere to my shoulders to my legs.
I kissed down his chest, the hairs tickling my face. I was a silly angel at heart, truly. I finally reached his cock, a giant muscle with a deep purplish head at the tip. My tongue flicked the head quickly, making him shutter. Slowly, my mouth wrapped around only his tip, and I started to suck and swirl him around in my mouth. He was playing in my brown hair; ragged breathing told me he liked this. Suddenly, he pushed me back down and shoved himself inside me.
The pain was awful, my screams echoed throughout the whole room. He didn’t stop, either. In Sex Ed, they told us that a man should stop, especially when dealing with a virgin. He ripped right through my barrier and was thrusting deep inside me. Didn’t he feel that? The burning pain eventually died out, and mind numbing pleasure replaced the burning pain. My legs instantly wrapped around him, somehow, and pushed him deeper inside me. Burning desire burned in the pit of my stomach as he drove deeper and deeper into my body. My arms flung around his neck and my long nails started to rake down his shoulders.
His pace sped up suddenly, slowed down some, and then sped up again. That burning desire started to spread down my legs and through my entire body. He wouldn’t just finish me off, though, and slowed down to prolong my suffering. Angels are very patient, but mine was running out. He had an evil grin on his face and his hand trailed down lower than expected. He reached between our grinding bodies and he pinched my clit hard enough to make me orgasm…and black out.
“Where am I?” I woke up to complete darkness for a second, before the lights came on. There was the Dead Man, sitting in a black chair, smiling at me. I was on his bed, completely naked for him to see.
“Glad to see that you’re awake, little lady…” his southern accent shined through his voice, “I almost thought you died again…”
“How did you know that?” my thighs were burning in pain, and I wasn’t in any hurry to get up.
“Ah! Get away from her!” the Elder just had to show up at this time.
“Alright, but don’t think we won’t see each other again…” He was gone in an instant.
“My child, how are you?” he wrapped me in a white robe and helped me stand.
“Elder, demons are now officially cool…and some other things…” we slowly walked back to his office. Well, at least I didn’t die…

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