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Deceiver of Hearts	By : Boganwendy Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 1736 -:- 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.

Chapter List
- 1-Deceiver of Hearts
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A/N: This is the sequel to my very first WWE story ‘Burning Revenge’. It took me awhile to think of it and I kept changing parts of it around. I’m still not happy with it, but hey, what can you do?
You thought I had killed Edge off? I wish… If I had to wish for something, I would wish Owen Hart to be alive once more to grace the WWE ring with his presence.
The Gogoplata is the name of The Undertaker’s triangle chokehold which is used in this story. It’s not the official name, but I found that it is called the Gogoplata on several Undertaker fan sites.
There is also a few references of other matches in this story and a bit of anti Lita and Vickie within the story. If you’re a Lita or Vickie fan and you’re offended by this story then that’s your problem.
~ Immortality.

Deceiver of Hearts.
~*~
The Rated R superstar Edge will make his long awaited return to the ring tonight on Smackdown, 5 months after a horrific accident that left him with burns to his back and arms. Tonight, he will confront Kyash and her two brothers Kane and The Undertaker about the World Heavyweight Championship that he believes is rightfully his.
What will happen when Smackdown’s two powerful forces Kyash and Edge finally meet in the ring? Tune into Smackdown tonight to find out!
Kyash turned off her laptop and smiled wickedly. It had been nearly five months since her revenge on Edge after the Rated R superstar was set on fire. After the incident, no one suspected her or her brothers, and she was allowed to roam the arena with her Championship belt.
Her brothers Kane and The Undertaker also held their titles. Kane won the ECW championship from Chavo and The Undertaker had his World Heavyweight Championship when Edge had to relinquish it. She still had her Women’s Title and refused to give it up even when she was questioned about her role in Edge’s ‘accident’.
Kyash stood up when her two brothers approached her and she smiled. “Are we ready?” She asked, taking her belt from the chair she was sitting on and placing it around her waist. The trio made their way to the start of the ramp and waited for the signal to walk down to the ring.
Kane turned his head to Kyash and tapped her head. “He’ll blame you again, you know.”
Kyash gave a delicate snort. “He doesn’t worry me. No one believes him, they believe us.” Kyash looked up at her oldest brother, “He’s gonna go for your championship since we took it from him.”
“He’ll have to pry it from my cold dead hands.” The Undertaker remarked, ignoring Kyash’s confused look and kept his eyes fixed at the start of the ramp, watching as Edge paraded around the ring, explaining what had happened.
The signal from an official came up and the trio made their way down the ramp, the theme song being Kane’s, and entered the ring. Kyash was the first to stand and stare at Edge, her lips curled to a grin. All three of the siblings had microphones and Kyash was also the first to begin speaking.
“I would give you a hug to welcome you back, Edge. But I really can’t be bothered wasting my energy in a man who blames my family and myself in something we didn’t do.” Kyash growled.
Edge snapped. “You know this was your fault. You were the one that set me on fire. You were the one that ruined my cham--”
“Prove it, you son of a bitch.” Kyash went nose to nose with Edge, her voice and eyes challenging him to find proof. “Like you had a chance in keeping your belt anyway.
Just as Edge began to reply, Theodore Long’s music rang and the General Manager entered the ring, a grin on his face.
“Kyash, Edge, we all know that you two dislike each other so I’ve decided on a little match.” Theodore nodded towards Kyash and Edge. Her eyes narrowing suspiciously, Kyash stepped back to her brothers and folded her arms.
“Tonight’s main event will be a tag team match for the WWE Tag Team titles. Kyash, you would be the very first woman to become a tag team champion as well as the WWE Women’s Champion.” Teddy smiled.
Kyash’s eyes grew wide with anger and she cried out in protest. “I have to team up with him? He’ll lose! I don’t want this match!”
“Then I will strip you of your Women’s Championship, Kyash.” Teddy replied. “Do the match or lose the belt. Your choice.”
Kyash was furious. How could that man treat her like this? Did he not understand that she did not want to do this match? And didn’t he remember that it was her that got his blasted job back?!
Edge looked on in shock as his new tag team partner left the ring. He had to team up with the women who nearly killed him.
~*~
Kyash banged her fists against the locker room door, howling out in anger at what had just happened. She didn’t want to team up with Edge. She refused. But if she didn’t go through with the match, she would lose her championship belt. And if she won, she would gain the Tag Team title and become the first woman to win it.
Kyash leaned against her locker and sighed. She really didn’t want to do this match. But it would be a pain in the ass to lose the belt. She would have to take this like a strong woman and do the match.
Standing up, Kyash stormed to the entrance way of the ramp and waited for the signal. A minute after she appeared, Edge stood by her side, his arms folded. They stood in silence until Edge spoke up.
“Look, I don’t want to do this as much as you don’t want to.” Edge grunted, tightening his arms around his chest.
“Shut the fuck up, Edge. Just because we have to team up doesn’t mean I have to talk to you.” Kyash snapped and turned her head away from her partner.
“Alright, I get it. Ever since you came back and attacked me, I realise now that you hate me.” Edge retorted, turning to face Kyash.
Kyash frowned and looked up at Edge. “I don’t hate you, Edge.”
“I only went with Vickie because she was the General Manager at the time. She wasn’t even good. You on the other hand…”
Kyash’s eyes flashed with warning but a shy grin appeared on her lips. She spotted the signal for her to enter the ring and quickly left. Edge watched as she strode down the ring with her usual confident strut. Edge smiled. Despite being an egotistical, wicked and evil woman, she was incredibly talented in her work and loved her fans.
He remembered when she confronted Chyna after her attack on Marlena. After a war of words, Kyash brutally attacked Chyna into unconsciousness and became one of the reasons why Chyna had retired so early in her career.
Soon after her rivalry with Chyna ended, Kyash was devastated to witness the death of her friend Owen Hart in 1999. On May 24^th when superstars paid tribute, Kyash walked with Chyna who returned to bid farewell to Owen. Edge remembered her face on that night. It was so unlike her that it brought Edge to tears to think that she had lost a close friend as well as he did. As a dedication to Owen, Kyash stood with The Rock, Stone Cold, Triple H and Mick Foley in the ring when the bell began to toll.
Then there was the time when Kyash had her war with Kane and the duo had some vicious battles when Kane buried The Undertaker alive. Edge remembered when Kyash crash tackled Kane off the stage and through the tables below. Remarkably, she stood up with a large cut on her back and no other injuries. The two settled their differences after that and their brutal matches set the new level of standard for other superstars.
Edge saw his signal and darted through the mist and skidded into the ring. The Miz and John Morrison were already in the ring but Kyash was lingering outside of the ring, waiting for him. When the two entered, Kyash nodded to Edge and waited outside the ropes.
John Morrison and Edge started off in a lock up and Edge was whipped into Morrison’s corner. The Miz was tagged in and the champions double clothes lined Edge into the middle. The Miz strode to Kyash’s side and grinned. “How’s it going baby? You think you can beat us?”
With the referee’s back to her, Kyash pulled Miz into a violent chokehold, using her necklace. With Edge back in her corner, he was able to make the tag and allow Kyash into the ring.
All Kyash wanted to do was to get The Miz on the ground so she could use her brother’s Gogoplata hold.
Kyash spotted Morrison coming her way and quickly dodged, Edge also entering the ring and pushing Morrison out to start a brawl outside the ring.
Kyash dropped her legs on The Miz’s chest and pressed the heel of her foot against his throat. Rolling quickly onto her back, Kyash hook her head around the back of Miz’s head and pressed down.
“Don’t you dare tap out, Miz! Don’t you dare!” Morrison yelled out until Edge pushed him into the ring’s side.
Kyash snarled, tightening the hold until the bell rang. The Miz was kicked off and left bloodied in the ring.
The winners of the match and the new tag team champions, Edge and the Women’s Champion Kyash!
Edge looked up. They had done it… SHE had done it. Edge entered the ring once more and took hold of his new belt. Kyash was holding onto her two new belts, a large grin on her face. She had, at last, made the Women’s Division of the WWE noticed once again.
~*~
Several weeks after their title victory, Kyash and Edge stood outside his hotel room. Kyash was staring at the burn scars she had left on Edge’s chest when she had set him on fire. Her gentle fingers brushed against the scars, enticing a small shiver from Edge.
“So, I did this to you?” She asked, her eyes gazing up at him, her look sombre.
Edge nodded and lowered his shirt. “Thankfully they weren’t severe when they took me into hospital.” His eyes lowered to her hand that still was on his chest. “Apart from that, I did enjoy our little…moment together.”
Kyash’s lips curled into a grin and she removed her hand. “So did I. After you were gone, I didn’t sleep with anyone else… You were sort of imprinted in my mind.”
It was Edge’s turn to grin. “I was?” His fingers slowly ran along her soft black hair and noticed she had begun to shiver.
“Has Vickie tried to contact you?” Kyash asked, her gaze softening when she looked at Edge.
“A few times. Still calls me snookums to try and woo me back.”
“Ah, dear snookums, how would ickle Edgy Wedgy like his back rub?” Edge’s eyes shot up at Kyash’s childish tone and he began to laugh.
“You sounded exactly like her.”
“Yeah, Kane always said I had a talent for mimicking people.” Kyash smiled up to Edge and she wiggled a bit closer. The two fixed their eyes on each other, Edge’s arm slowly curling around her shoulders and inching her closer.
Edge’s tounge swept across his lips and sealed hers with his. The soft kiss soon became rougher when Kyash’s hands left his chest to cup his face. Their tongues brushing against each other, Edge’s hands settled on her hips and he broke the kiss.
Finally after several months of praying, he saw that look of desire in her eyes that had haunted him and he didn’t want to shut his eyes.
Her back pressed against the hotel room door and her hands running through his hair and chest, Edge found it hard to concentrate to open their hotel room door when Kyash was constantly kissing his neck. Swiping the card through the lock and opening the door, the two stumbled into the room, Edge’s foot kicking the door shut.
The two stumbled back onto the vacant bed, Kyash giggling when Edge’s head bumped against her breasts when he lowered her down. He stood above her, watching her as she scrambled to remove her clothing, her eyes fixed directly onto his. His eyes left hers and fixed upon the T marking on her rib. It was still there…
“Edge… I have to admit something.” Kyash groaned when Edge began to kiss at her neck, his hands cupping her breasts and rolling the nipples between his fingertips. It was hard for Kyash to concentrate as Edge had begun to remove his shirt.
“I.. I need to tell you something!” She whimpered, Edge’s teeth nicking down lightly on her right nipple. “Oh fuck! I’m falling for you!”
Edge froze at her confession and he looked up. “W-What?” He moved when Kyash sat up and left the bed. He took in her destroyed look when he didn’t reply with ‘I love you too’.
“I’m sorry. I need to leave.” Kyash mumbled and reached for her clothing. Once she was dressed, Kyash left Edge on the bed, his pants still on and staring in confusion towards her.
When Kyash left the hotel room, Edge was still staring where she had left. He couldn’t believe it. The woman who set him on fire and was part of the reason he was out for so long had fallen in love with him.
Kyash, the youngest sister in the Trio of Champions, had fallen in love with Edge…
~*~
“Kyash, I want you to talk to me.” Edge begged, standing beside Kyash as she read.
It was two weeks since Kyash and Edge had spoken; Kyash taking some time off to visit a sick relative in Australia. When she returned, she kept her distance from Edge and was unusually quiet during the beginning of the show when the superstars had their meeting on what was to happen.
Edge sat down beside her as she flicked through the WWE magazine. He pulled away the magazine from her grip, yet she did not look at him and began to stare at her hands.
“Kyash, please.. Talk to me.” Edge murmured in her ear, his hands resting on her thigh and gently petting. “I need you to talk to me.”
Kyash turned her head to the side and brushed away his hand that was petting her thigh. “Fuck off.” She snapped and moved to stand. Edge’s hand reached out and gripped her wrist, stopping her from leaving.
“Please, Kyash. Don’t ignore me anymore!” Edge cupped her face in his palms, turning her head so she had to look up at him.
Her eyes bore into Edge’s and she felt herself weaken in his arms.
No! She couldn’t weaken her barriers. This man was an enemy. She couldn’t let him into her heart. She… wouldn’t.
But she loved him
“I… I want..” Kyash found it hard to breathe, but bitter laughter took over. “I want you… to rot in hell.” And Kyash broke free from Edge’s grip and walked away.
Edge cracked. Hell? She ignoring him for the past few weeks was hell. Not telling her that he loved her too was hell. What the fuck did she know about hell?
“You’re a fucking cruel bitch, Kyash. I’ll rot in hell because of you.” Edge roared towards his partner’s departing figure, watching as she stopped in her tracks.
Other superstars watched as Kyash stood in front of Edge. “Then rot in fucking hell for all I care. I am NOT Lita. I am not any other whore that opened their legs for you. I will be cruel if I want to because I was brought up that way.” Kyash spat and rose her championship belts. “Even if I have to give away these belts, I’ll STILL be cruel. I will change for no man.”
“Thank god you’re not Lita. At least she had the guts to fucking admit when she was wrong.”
Kyash’s eyes widened and she slammed her belts into Edge’s chest. “Oh. Alright then. Take these belts and give them to that precious little whores. I don’t want to be your fucking partner anymore. Next time, how about you admit you don’t love me BEFORE I’m naked in your bed.” And she quickly stormed off, leaving Edge with her belts and the strange looks of fellow Superstars.
~*~
Kyash’s eyes opened slowly as she sat in her pitch black hotel room. How could she have become to weak as to lower her barriers, fall in love with the enemy and in the end, get her heart broken by the enemy? Could this have been the ultimate revenge?
Damn it, the man even had the balls to compare her to Lita. Hell, it boiled Kyash’s blood to be compared to that slut.
Her eyes snapped towards her leather belt. Could she kill herself over a man that she had hurt in the first place?
Kyash bit down on her bottom lip. She could commit a selfish act and kill herself. Or…
~*~
Edge awoke to a soft tapping at his door and sighed. He didn’t ask for the room service to come in at 1am… Infact, he never even asked for room service…
“Go away!” Edge yelled and rolled onto his stomach, burying his face into the soft pillow.
“Edge, open up. It’s me.” Kyash called out, continuing to tap on the door. “Open the door.”
Exhaling a soft breath and pulling his boxer shorts on, Edge got up from the bed, slowly making his way to the door. What greeted him on the other side blew his mind.
Kyash stood at his door, her long black hair was braided back, her mismatched eyes wide and staring directly at him, as if he was the last man alive and she had fallen for him. She was still wearing her wrestling outfit from earlier.
Edge was dumbstruck. Never had she looked more beautiful…
“You’re… You.. You are..” Edge spluttered, his eyes running up and down her body. Kyash bit down on her bottom lip and she inhaled deeply.
“I’m going to ask you this one question. You can say yes or no. But if you say no, I will go back to my room and the only thing leaving that room will be my body on a stretcher, wheeling me to a morgue.” Kyash spoke quietly, her voice breaking at the last word. She took in another deep breath and spoke again. “I need to know… Do you love me?”
Kyash could feel rejection coming, it was bound to happen. She just hoped that the fall to the bottom would be quick.
“I love you.”
Kyash’s eyes widened and her jaw dropped open slightly. “W-What?”
“You heard me. I love you. Despite being an evil, twisted yet beautiful woman, I love you.” Edge’s hands cupped Kyash’s face in his palms. “I love you.” He said again and proved it with a fierce kiss.
Backed against the door, Kyash began to whimper as a dull ache began to throb between her legs. Clutching onto him for dear life and returning his fierce kisses, Kyash found the strength to pull back and unzip the back of her wrestling top.
Edge, took a step back and watched as she stripped down to nothing. She still looked as stunning as she did last time, before all this had ever happened. “Oh god, I could never hurt you.” Edge breathed, his body crouching down and hooking his arms around Kyash’s knees. His other arm slipped up, carrying her bridal style to his bed and gently lowered her down upon the cushioned surface.
“Ah, but you’re hurting me by not touching me some more, Edge.” Kyash gasped, her back arching towards him, urging for him to touch her once again. “Please.” Kyash wasn’t the type to beg, and the thought of begging for him had aroused her far further than she had imagined.
Edge chuckled softly, his hands splayed across his lover’s abdomen and sighed in content. “Why must you be so damn evil?” He asked her, his fingers hooking underneath the band of her pants and inching them down off her feet. As he straightened, his lips brushed against her ankle and listened to the angelic giggle that sent shivered down his spine.
Edge had to admit it to himself. Kyash was a curse. Yet, he didn’t care if he was doomed to love someone who evil. He loved her.
Kyash leaned up, her lips finding the side of his neck and sucking upon the soft skin. Edge let out a soft groan and leaned over her, allowing her clever fingers to yank down his boxers. Another giggle passed Kyash’s lips as Edge’s fingers slipped underneath her panties and tugging them down; the contact of his fingers against her sensitive flesh enticing another giggle.
“You know, that giggle of yours. It’s very cute.” Edge murmured into Kyash’s ear, his teeth scraping against the side of her left cheek, his left hand reaching up and gently squeezing the mound of flesh on Kyash’s chest.
Kyash laughed quietly at his compliment and cupped his face within her hands. “Tell me. Remember when you said you would never give yourself to me, you would not plead, beg or grovel? You’ve done all that..” She murmured, her fingers curling around his cheek bones. “So what are you waiting for, Edge? Fuck me.”
Edge’s eyes widened. She was right. He did give himself to her. He pleaded for her. Begged for her. Even grovelled for her. Yet this wasn’t a game anymore.
Tears began to well within Edge’s eyes as he looked down at Kyash. “Do you think they want us to be together?”
Kyash looked up at him, her heart wrenching when she saw Edge in tears, a sight she thought she’d never see. “I am happy with you, regardless of what they say.” Kyash whispered, her own eyes welling up with tears. “Edge, I’m sorry I burnt you. I love you.”
Edge groaned out loud, burying his face into her neck when he felt that wet heat surround his shaft. Her warm breath grazed his cheek as she nuzzled closer, her hips urging him to move into her. He turned his head, pressing his lips to her neck, muffling his quiet moans against her skin.
At her encouragement, Edge’s hips moved back and forth, repeatedly driving deep into her with strong, long thrusts. Her blessed cries of pleasure only made Edge drive deeper, the only purpose in his mind was to pleasure her.
Each thrust became longer yet much quicker, Kyash’s hands never leaving Edge’s hips, digging in when her climax began to grow near. Edge let out another groan of pleasure, feeling her walls contract tightly around his shaft, pulling at it with gentle caresses.
Kyash’s hands left Edge’s hips and cupped his face, turning his head and pressing his lips against his. Muffled cries of pleasure rang through the room as Kyash finally climax, Edge following not long after as the amount of pleasure from her contracting walls becoming too much for him to handle.
Edge laid upon his back, allowing Kyash to nuzzle her face into his neck, her teeth nipping against his ear.
“Love…”
Edge turned his head, gazing curiously at Kyash. Her fingers brushed against his cheek and she smiled softly. “You know. As soon as I saw you return, I knew my feelings for you were real.” Kyash whispered, nuzzling close to Edge.
“As are mine. But do you think Kane and ’Taker will be alright with us?” Edge asked, worry apparent on his face.
Kyash laughed and moved on top of him. Edge groaned softly when her right hand began to stroke at his half erected shaft. “They would want nieces or nephews. Would this be an excuse to constantly have sex?”
Edge couldn’t help but laugh. “Ah, my love. Not only are you evil. You’re beautiful, intelligent and you will be a wonderful mother.”
Kyash grinned and leaned over Edge once more, the two embracing once more.
~*~ Fin
A/N: Oh, this isn’t the end. Perhaps there might come a time where a pregnant Kyash appears in the ring with Edge. But we’ll wait and see.
Thanks for reading.
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