Title: The Will.

Rating: M (For cursing and…cursing, lol)

Genre: Drama/Romance

Summary: Vince had a will. It states Shane and Stephanie will both run the WWE. On one condition, for the summer there will be a RAW GM that he chose. Never did anyone expect her to be 18 or to have a superstar fall in love with her.

Disclaimer: I only own Elizabeth. WWE is owned by Vince McMahon.

A/n: Takes place at the start of the summer of 2007.

Chapter One:

"What! You can't be serious?" Stephanie Levesques screamed ferociously as she stood up in an air-conditioned conference room. Her light brown hair was to the side, a bang grazing her eyebrow.

The person who she screamed at put his head down and reread the file he held in his hands to himself. "It's not me who's serious…it's your father."

"What does he know? He's dead!" Shane McMahon yelled, talking for the first time. His wife's hand was placed on his shoulder.

"Calm down, now…can you please finish reading my husband's will?" Linda McMahon asked crossing her right leg over her left one.

The lawyer nodded. "From where I left off?"

Linda thought for a second, but her daughter interrupted her. "NO! Start at the top of the paragraph before my interruption."

Once again, he nodded. "Alright, Mrs. Levesques.

Next we bring it to the company. Where I've made my millions and went from rags to riches. I have faith in all my employees and hope that they'd be in good hands. Which is why, I am leaving the company to my wife Linda, my only son Shane and my lovely daughter Stephanie. Yet, there is something that I need to confess. Something that can make me or break me – hell, something that could do both. Shane and Stephanie you are not alone…you have a sister."

The lawyer looked at Stephanie as they were getting close to the part where she became livid.

"She was conceived of a one night stand and shall be given a chance – just like you both to be crowned on the thrown of McMahon royalty. In order for you both to become the owners of the World Wrestling Entertainment, your sister has to be the General Manager of RAW for the whole summer. She will own profits in the money that is made for the World Wrestling Entertainment for all of her generations of family. Hopefully one day you will accept her…one day soon. Her name is Elizabeth Zyler and Linda knows where to reach her. But, don't worry because just like you both, she doesn't know she's a McMahon."

"This is crazy!" Stephanie yelled, standing up. "I could be at home with Aurora and Paul right now, but no I'm listening to this bull shit about some fuckin' sister that I know nothing about!"

Linda stood and looked at the lawyer. "Can you excuse us please?"

The lawyer nodded and left the room.

Shane stood as well. "Can you excuse us, Marissa?"

Marissa kissed Shane on the lips and left the room.

"What the fuck is going on?" Shane asked looking at his mother.

"You have a sister Elizabeth Zyler."

"But mom, we'd know if you were pregnant! How old is she?" Stephanie asked curious.

"Why'd you give her up?" Shane spoke. "How could you give up your daughter?"

"Stephanie, Shane…I never gave up my daughter. Elizabeth isn't my child."

"So…she isn't a McMahon!" Stephanie asked, gritting her teeth together. She knew what Linda meant but couldn't face it. Shane put his arm protectively around his sister.

"She is, she just isn't my daughter."

"Then she isn't a full McMahon…we will never accept this." Shane replied. "Did dad…did he…"

"It was a one night stand and it was 19 year's ago. Elizabeth is 18. She has no idea that she's a McMahon and she doesn't watch wrestling."

"How'd you know?"

"She lives in a home and they don't have cable." Linda paused. "And well, she's going to get kicked out soon as she's 18."

"I don't even want to know how you know this. I won't agree to this."

"You have to…" Linda spoke sadly, she looked down as a single tear fell from her eye.

"Mom…I…"

"Make this work…for me?"

"How are we going to tell her?" Shane asked curiously.

"How the hell are we going to tell the superstars?" Stephanie blurted out, not even caring about Elizabeth.

Linda looked towards the ceiling. "Vince, I hope you are sure about this…"

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A/n: Yes, this is the repost. Enjoy.