A/N: Thank you for continuing this journey with me. So, here it goes. Chapter one is here. Let me know what you think.

** Lyrics in this chapter belong to Linkin Park. I do not own them.**

Chapter 1:

Missing Part

Karina

"Are you ready to do this?" Jayson asked, placing a hand on my shoulder.

Swallowing the water in my mouth, I lifted my head to smile. This was our first live performance since May, when I really thought Celestial had crumbled and could no longer find their way back together. As it turned out, Landon just needed some time to think and we've been working well together ever since the reunion.

I hadn't wrestled a match since 'All Out' and that gave me time to focus on the band as a whole. AEW was surprisingly supportive of my music career, course Chris Jericho had a career in music as well. Internally laughing, I thought about how vain I thought he was to come out to his own music. You'd never see me do such a thing.

"Oh yes, I've been ready." I answered, sliding down from the equipment case I had been sitting upon.

Breaking Benjamin was nice enough to allow us to open for them when their tour opening act couldn't make the trip. Honestly, it happened so quickly and here we were ready to go back out onto a stage that we dreamed of performing on as kids. The lights dimmed down and the crowd started to grow loud with anticipation.

Hayley nudged me as she passed me to step out onto the stage first, holding her drumsticks up in the air. She sat down behind the set just as Landon and Jayson made their way onto the stage. All I could do was smile. There were so many things that happened over the last several months that I was thankful for and this was one of them.

The music started to play and it was my turn to make my entrance. My aquamarine hair flowed behind me with every step I took with a microphone in hand. The environment was welcoming and I easily fell into my grove. My voice had carried me away and made me think about Kenny, who was stuck at the Atlanta airport due to a flight delay. I knew that he wanted to be here tonight; but fate hadn't been shining upon us and that was okay. The fact that he wanted to support me here was more than enough for me.

Time seemed to pass by far too fast when you are enjoying yourself. Lifting my microphone back up to my lips, I started to address the crowd for the finale. "Sadly, our time is up. We have enjoyed playing in front of each and every one of you here tonight." I said.

The crowd cheered louding and began chanting 'One more song'. I smiled, expressing a lighthearted laugh in the process. It was times like this that I enjoyed my career choices. I felt their love wash over me. "What do you guys think, should we give them one more?" I asked, turning to look at my friends.

They all agreed, signalling for the song we've been working on secretly for over a month. "Alight, one more song! In light of the tragic deaths in 2017 of two very special artists that have influenced us, we are going to honor one of them right now. His name is Chester Bennington of Linkin Park."

It didn't take long for the crowd to grow louder than I ever thought they could. "To help me do that, everyone please welcome my sister...Shay Lewis to the stage." I introduced. She started to walk out onto the stage. Her long brown hair was pulled up into a high ponytail, which seemed to accent her denim jacket that covered a white crop top tank top. Her vinyl leggins were complete with white ankle booties.

I could tell that she was nervous; but she covered it up well. She moved to embrace me quickly before settling into her own grove and style. The music started softly, while she held up the microphone to her lip.

"Forfeit the game

Before somebody else

Takes you out of the frame

And puts your name to shame

Cover up your face

You can't run the race

The pace is too fast

You just won't last." She rapped, nailing it completely.

The band dived in, creating the epic song from 2000. She threw her head forward, swirling her hair in the process. I walked around her, lifting the microphone to my lips while keeping eye contact with her.

"You love the way I look at you." She sang softly.

"While taking pleasure in the awful things you put me through

You take away If I give in

My life, my pride is broken." I sang, using the raspier side of my voice.

"You like to think you've never wrong

(You live what you've learned)

You have to act like you're someone

(You live what you've learned)

You want someone to hurt like you

(You live what you've learned)

You want to share what you've been through

(You live what you've learned)" We alternated, starting with my voice first.

By the end of the song, you couldn't even tell Shay was nervous. We held hands and took a bow before the crowd as they screamed in acceptance. Warm tears trickled down my cheeks. Pressing two fingers to my lips, I kissed them and then moved my hand up in the air. Shay waved and took another bow before we left the stage completely, letting the crew take down our equipment.

Wiping away the tears, Shay wrapped an arm around my waist as we walked back to our dressing room. "You were amazing out there tonight." She complimented, nudging my arm with her forehead.

"Thank you, so were you."

Sitting down on the first chair that came into view, I slid my handbag over and picked up my phone. There were a missed video call, missed call and several text messages waiting for me. The video call and call were from Kenny along with a couple of the text messages. My mom was the other messages. Thankfully none of them were from Adrian. After 'All Out' he had become silent, which was welcomed; but it also got me thinking about what why he was actually silent.

His weird alliance with Nyla Rose also concerned me, because it didn't just seem like it was all storyline based. Just thinking about Nyla got my blood boiling and for good reason. She was the reason I had the back eye after 'All Out'. I owed her big time and she would eventually get hers.

Kenny

"You've got to be fucking kidding me." I groaned, hearing another delay over the loudspeaker of the airport.

I ran a hand over my face angrily. Not only did I miss my girlfriend's first show since May, I was now going to miss an important meeting with Tony Khan, Cody, Matt and Nick. This was not how this day was supposed to go. Swiping up on the screen of my phone, I attempted to call Karina once more. She needed to know what was going on, then I would let Cody know.

After a couple of rings, her voice greeted me warmly. The anger I was feeling was swept under the rug, at least for the time being. "Have you made it on the plane yet?" She questioned, holding onto an underlying hope.

"Unfortunately, no. They delayed the fight again. I'm going to miss a meeting tomorrow too."

"That's stupid. Is there a reason for the delay?"

"Weather."

I could hear her sigh and it broke my heart hearing her disappointment. Slouching in my seat, I begun to stare up at the glass ceilings. She started to explain how the show went and the more she told me the more disappointed I was in the events that had prevented my attendance. "So are you going to be doing anymore shows before Dynamite's debut?" I asked, changing the subject of my delay.

"No, we are going to finish up recording the rest of the album. It's going to take a little while to have the final mixing done and stuff, so we are looking at a summer 2020 release."

"I'm so proud of you. You've come a long way since the first time I met you."

"I have come a long way and I owe a lot of that to you."

A smile tugged at my lips. She always wanted to thank me for things like that; but the reality was, I was just a catalyst to her own inner desire to break free of the things that bound her in chains. Don't get me wrong, I was thrilled that she was doing far better now mentally than months prior; however, I couldn't take all the credit for it. Far too many people contributed to her changes. "I'm about to get on the freeway and I'm going to loose cell service. Can I call when I get home?" She asked.

"I'm going to try and find a hotel last minute, I'll call you in the morning."

"Okay, goodnight. I'll see you soon."

"Goodnight…"

The line clicked and the call ended. Getting up from the bench I had been sitting on, I pulled my bags behind me while scrolling for a hotel that had any vacancies. Thankfully, there was one about three miles away. I booked it quickly and proceeded towards the exit of the building and waited for the uber I had ordered.

In those moments, I found myself thinking about 'All Out'. There was a look in Karina's eyes when she was made to watch me pass out in PAC's submission. It was devastation. The match with him was personal for her and I finally realized that everything that dealt with him would be personal for her.

I started to wonder if it had been a good idea to push the issue for her to wrestle again. She tried her damnedest to keep her emotions from taking control and I loved that about her; but at the same time, the concern for her mental stability started to creep its way inside my mind.

Karina

Unlocking the front door, Shay and I stepped inside. It was dark and quiet. If felt empty. Jayson and Hayley rarely stayed anymore. They had bought a house on the other side of the city and were busy finishing up the preparations for their wedding at the end of October. October 26th to be exact.

Shay immediately ran up the stairs to her bedroom. I walked across the foyer and turned on the kitchen lights. On the center of the island was a large bouquet of flowers in a clear glass vase. Cautiously stepping towards the gift in question, I picked up the small card that was attached to the ribbon wrapped around the glass.

"October 2nd, the day karma will come around.

I'll take them out one by one, leaving you alone

Just like you left me."

Out of rage, I picked up the vase and threw it across the kitchen. The glass shattered the second it hit the wall. Water and flowers fell to the floor in disarray. Shay came running into the kitchen seeing the aftermath for herself. I couldn't move, the anger was boiling over and I didn't want to take it out on her.

"Karina…"

She cautiously came to my side and took the paper out of my hand, reading it. The second she touched me, I broke down. How in the hell was I going to explain this to Kenny or better yet, The Elite? Adam had a match with him October 2nd. Was he going to be the first victim after he defeated Kenny at 'All Out'? "You should tell Kenny about this." She suggested.

"And tell him what? There's a possibility that Adrian wants to purposely hurt all members of The Elite…"

"I don't know...something. I highly doubt anyone would take those words lightly."

I heard what she was saying; but I honestly had no idea how to go about it, even if I wanted to say something. All I knew was that I was going to have to be extremely careful come October 2nd.

Shay started to sweep up the shards of glass from the floor before the water ruined the wood. I pulled myself together for her sake and took a picture of the card before throwing it into the trash.