A/N: It's been a while since I've written a wrestling story. This idea has been forming for quite a while, so I finally decided to write it down. Hope you all enjoy it and let me know what you think.

Chapter 1:

Here's To Heartache

"You don't mean that...do you?" A woman's voice asked softly, curling her bottom lip under her top one.

Her long smokey violet hair was pulled high into a tight ponytail that still reached the top of her shoulder and the bright blue of her eyes were glassy with pending tears that threatened to spill over the lashes. She clenched her hands on the fabric of her shirt tightly, preventing them from reaching out to the man in front of her.

A heavy sigh escaped his lips, looking directly at her with a sadness that seemed to eat away at him. "Harper, this isn't easy for me; but you have to see that this isn't going to work out. We simply aren't meant to be more than friends."

"I suppose you are right; but it doesn't mean that it doesn't hurt any less…"

"I know...I'm sorry."

"Seth...take care of yourself…" She said walking passed him without looking back.

Harper shot up from a dead sleep. Sweat rolled down her face to drip onto the blanket she was clenching in her hands. Wiping her face, she groaned at the memory that just seemed to plague her every time she closed her eyes. It had been several months since her breakup with longtime friend/boyfriend, Seth Rollins, and even after that much time passing by, her heart remained closed off.

The door to her bedroom open quietly and a woman's face peaked inside. Her traditional dark brown hair fell over her shoulder, meeting Harper's eyes with her own blue orbs. "I'm fine Lyric…"

"You had that dream again, didn't you?"

Harper knew that her sister meant well with the check-ins; but if she was perfectly honest, it was almost suffocating. She just wanted to move on at her own pace. Wrestling was their passion and her heartache wasn't going to ruin that, she made a mental vow to that notion. Lyric came further inside the room and sat down on the edge of the bed. "You know...I thought it would get easier over time…" Harper admitted.

"When you care deeply for someone and it ends so abruptly...it's never easy."

"Is this why you stay single?"

"I think for me...I just haven't found the right guy yet. Get some sleep, we have a flight in the morning."

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Newark, New Jersey

Harper and Lyric walked into the arena that housed Monday Night Raw for the evening. The heels of their shoes clicked against the floor of the building. The women's locker-room was at the far corner of the hall and as they walked people greeted them warmly. Hunter even came up to them and told them what was going to happen with the show that changed at the last minute. "Go out there tonight and put on a great show." He said with a smile.

Hunter had always been one of their biggest supporters. The women in wrestling were just recently getting the chance they deserved. The sisters have seen the first ever women's hell in a cell match and the first ever women's money in the bank ladder match. When they debuted on the main roster, the idea was pitched for women's tag team titles. Though, the idea kind of faded out, they still had hope that it would become a reality someday.

Towards the end of the all, Harper could see Seth talking to his two good friends. Dean Ambrose and Roman Reigns. Roman spotted her and waved. She forced a smile and a half waved before stepping into the locker-room. Seth turned around to see her stepping inside the room with Lyric following suit.

"Maybe you should talk to him." Lyric suggested.

"Why in the hell would I do that?" Harper asked defensively.

"Make some kind of truce with him, this is getting too awkward now. The tension is terrible and everyone notices now."

Ignoring her sister's reasons, she sat down on one of the open benches and proceeded to take her ring gear out of her bag. Lyric rolled her bag to another empty one and left it there, storming out of the locker-room. She turned to see if Seth was still standing down the hall with his friends.

Roman and Dean were still there but Seth was nowhere to be seen. She narrowed her eyes and closed in on their location. Dean raised an eyebrow at her before nudging Roman to turn around. "Where is he?" She asked, the anger evident in her voice.

"Easy killer, he took off a few minutes ago." Roman said, raising his hands up innocently.

"One, don't call me that and two, you better give me a truthful answer." Lyric retorted increasing the aggressive nature she usually hid from everyone except her sister.

"Relax, we honestly don't know where he is." Dean said placing a hand on her shoulder.

She looked at her shoulder and then at him, taking a step back so his hand fell back towards him. She was angry about how heartbroken her sister was and wanted to scream at Seth for hurting her and in a matter of seconds the anger faded. "Would yelling at him really solve anything?" He asked, realizing that she was suddenly a lot calmer.

"No; but it would make me feel better. Harper is hurt...more hurt than I have ever seen her."

"It will take time; but everything will play out how it was supposed to, I promise you that."

Roman nudged his friend to walk away with him. She was left alone in the hallway for a few moments. Emotions swirled inside, ones she recognized and others that she didn't. Lyric returned to the locker-room only to see Harper humming a melody that was new to her. It was obviously something she had written recently. "Do you have words for that?" She asked interrupting her sister's song.

"Yeah; but they are still a work in progress."

A smile came across Harper's face that seemed genuine to Lyric and it made her feel like there was a glimmer of hope that her sister would be able to move passed all the heartache and continue on as she was before everything happened. Both women turned around to to see a white piece of paper slide under the door.

Confused, Harper stepped over to pick up the item. She glanced at the page that had their segment and match on it. There were more changes to it, despite the ones that Hunter had told them about when they arrived at the arena no more than a half hour ago.

"What's up?" Lyric asked coming closer to the door.

"More changes…"

The words barely came out of her mouth. Her throat clench at the idea of what was going to take place later on that night. There were too many question floating inside her head at that point. Lyric took the paper out of her hand and read the contents for herself. After the words were embedded inside her head, she turned to stare at her older sister. There were no words that could possibly describe what she could be feeling.

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"The following contest is a Women's Division tag team match scheduled for one fall…" Jojo announced cheerfully.

Familiar music sounded and it got the crowd cheering. Every time they stepped through the curtain and seeing the thousands of people in each arena they performed in, it always got them smiling. Nothing felt better than giving each one of them a performance of a lifetime. Harper stood on the left while Lyric stood on the right, both dressed in silver ring gear.

Lyric's consisted of vinyl shorts and a bra like top made of the same material. Her long dark brown hair was curled in large waves that cascaded down her back. Harper's was similar with the only difference was the fact she wore pants instead of shorts and her smokey violet hair was straight down her back.

"From Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania...Harper and Lyric Kennedy."

They got into the ring, eyeing the local talent in the process. After Jojo announced their names, she exited the ring. The referee waited for the two teams to pick who would start the match. Harper stepped out to the corner to stand with the small white rope in her hand. Lyric circled her opponent just as the referee signed for the bell.

There wasn't much to the local talents and Lyric quickly got the upper hand on the smaller woman in the ring with her. Harper reached out for a tag, once she got it she climbed to the top rope facing the crowd just as a fallaway slam was given. Harper readied herself and leapt from the top rope, delivering a Phoenix Splash to her victim.

Lyric tagged in once more and quickly covered the fallen woman in the ring. The referee made the three count and the winners were announced. Harper grabbed a microphone from Jojo and held it to her lips. "It's pretty safe to say that local talents aren't cutting it anymore. I'm pretty confident in saying that we are the uncrowned tag team champions of the women's division. So next week, let's see if there is a team that can knock the crown off us."

Before she could speak further, Celtic music interrupted her. The lights shined down on Sheamus and Cesaro. Lyric elbowed Harper, acting confused as to what was going on even though they both knew what was about to happen. The former tag team champions didn't waste time getting to the ring, surrounding the two women. "Uncrowned tag team champions you say…" Cesaro said, holding another microphone to his lips.

"It looks like we have something in common, the only difference is we will make it a reality. There is no title for you to claim." Sheamus insulted.

Another set of entrance themes sounded, annoying Cesaro and Sheamus. The current tag team champions, Dean Ambrose and Seth Rollins, walked out onto the stage. Harper hated the feeling of her pounding heart, it was the same effect he had on her since meeting him for the first time. Seth had a smile on his face and a laughter to his voice and it ate away at her slowly building walls around her heart.

"If you think that you can beat us, then you two are seriously delusional." Seth said, stepping into the ring.

His eyes came in contact with Harper's followed by a wink in her direction. Dean took the microphone from Seth and proceeded to give them his opinion. "And if insulting women is fun for you, then we will gladly kick your ass for that to." He said dropping the item from his hands with a thud.

Lyric and Harper rolled out of the ring, just as the two teams attacked each other. Much to this dismay of Cesaro and Sheamus, they were made to retreat defensively in a matter of minutes.

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After the segment was over, Harper quickly made her way backstage. She didn't wait for her sister either, she simply wanted to get away. It wasn't until her name was called did she stop walking. Her heart was still pounding and she wished that she could just shut all her emotions off and stop thinking back on everything that happened in the past.

"Harper, wait…" Seth called.

"What do you want?" She asked turned around to face, forcing the burning sensation in her eyes to go away.

"You did good out there tonight. The Phoenix Splash was perfectly done."

"Trust me, I didn't want to keep using it; but I was told that I had to. I didn't want to use something that reminded me of you."

Seth was taken aback by her abrasive statement. She was hurt, he could see it and all he could do was put the blame on himself for that. Harper didn't bother to stick around any further, she continued on down the hall. "You know this is your fault, right?" Lyric stated walking passed him.

"At the time, I felt it was best. I was frustrated with my carrier and I felt like I was holding her back...so I let her go. You can understand that, can't you?"