My New Dad

[CreatureOfTheNight14]

Happy Holidays, everyone!!! I'm back once again to give you a really good story. I have been through a lot this year, but I'm not going to let that interfere with bringing you guys with some good stories. This story is a Christmas special. Hope you enjoy it.
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Name: Chrystle Cooper
Age: 9
Born: December 25, 2000
Hometown: Brooklyn, NY
Nationality: African-American and Asian
Height: 4'4"
Skin Color: Caramel
Hair Length: Comes down to waist
Hair Color: Jet Black
Eye Color: Green
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Chrystle is a little girl who was no family. No mother.... no father. No one. All she has is herself. But what happens when WWE Legend The Undertaker (Mark) finds her crying on the side of the Madison Square Garden Stadium?
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Chrystle cheered and cheered as The Undertaker did a perfect Tombstone Piledriver to Tyson Kidd. He easily got the 3 count and won the WWE Championship back.
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"Okay, see you later man," Mark told Glen. He grabbed his belongings and walked outside when he heard whimpering and crying. He sat his bags in his truck and looked around.

"Hello..."

No answer.

"Hello..."

He still heard crying. Mark listened closely as the sound got louder and louder. He walked around until he saw a little girl crying on the side of the Madison Square Garden building. He walked over to her, bending down next to her.

"Hey... are you alright?"

He reached out to touch her, which made her scream.

"Hey little lady. I'm not going to hurt you," Mark said, softly.

She looked up at him and froze. She looked at her Undertaker T-Shirt and then at the large man beside her.

"Y-you're The Undertaker," she whispered.

He smiled, she's a pretty little thing.

"Yes I am. Who might you be," he asked.

"Chrystle.... Chrystle Cooper."

"Well, it's nice to meet you Chrystle. I'm Mark."

She looked up at him and shook his hand. Then, she blessed him with the most beautiful smile. He smiled back at her.

"Where is your mom and dad," Mark asked her. He noticed when he said that, a tear came down her face.

"I don't have a mom and dad. I ain't got no family," she said, looking down.

Mark sighed, this little girl must be hungry.

[TG007]

OMG....................keep going...plzzzzz...poor lil girl........great so far!

[Dark_Lady_18]

Aw this is cute. I like it.

[CreatureOfTheNight14]

I would like to say thank you to Takersgirl007 and Dark_Lady_18 for commenting. Here is the second and third part to this story.
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Part 2:

"You hungry," Mark asked.

She nodded, shyly.

"What do you want to eat," he wondered.

"Can we get McDonalds," Chrystle asked. Mark looked down at her and smiled.

"Of course. Let's go."
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"You had fun?"

"I did. Ummm Mark," Chrystle started

"What's wrong," he asked.

"I need to go to the bathroom. Can you come with me," she asked, nervously.

Mark frowned, why would she ask me to go to the bathroom with her.

"Sure I can."

Mark drove over to a gas station. Him and Chrystle got out of the truck and walked inside the gas station, looking around for the restroom.

"Excuse me. You need help?"

Mark and Chrystle looked over beside them to see a Chinese lady looking over at them. Chrystle walked up to the lady, speaking Chinese.

"Konichua," Chrystle responded.

She walked back over to Mark, who had a surprised look on his face.

"The bathroom is in the back and to the left. Let's go," Chrystle begged.

Mark nodded and walked Chrystle to the back of the store.
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"We're here."

Mark looked beside him and saw that Chrystle had fallen asleep. He smiled to himself as he pulled into his driveway. First, Mark grabbed his and Chrystle's baags and dropped them inside the house. Then, Mark came back outside and carried Chrystle inside his house.
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Mark was watching UFC 101 when he heard a tiny voice saying his name.

"Mark"

Mark paused the channel and marched into the living room where he saw Chrystle.

"What's wrong," he asked

"Nothing. I was just wondering if I can use your shower," she said.

"Of course, you can. Matter of fact, from this day forward... you don't have to ask to do anything. My house is your house. The towels and washcloths are in the hall closet next to the bathroom."

She nodded as she grabbed her bag and marched up the stairs, closing and locking the bathroom door. Mark sighed, she made him feel like some sick pervert or something.
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Part 3:

Mark woke up to a piercing, blood curdling shriek coming from Chrystle's room.

"Shit."

He quickly pulled on a pair of sweats and a sweatshirt. Mark ran to her room. When he opened the door, he walked to Chrystle and sat down on the edge of her bed.

"Chrystle... Chrystle, hun... wake up."

She screamed and sat up. Her face was covered with sweat and tears. Chrystle's hair was clinging to the sweat on her face. She slowly turned her head and looked at Mark. He jumped back a bit, this scared Mark.... a lot.

"Chrystle, you okay?"

What Chrystle did next surprised Mark. She jumped into his arms, crying uncontrollably. Mark was taken back a little by her reaction. Mark sat on the bed, rubbing her back in a protective way. He did that until her crying ceased, but her hiccups remained.

"Calm down, calm down. Now, tell me what's wrong," Mark stated.

Chrystle shook her head furiously and hid it in Mark's chest. He sighed.

"Come on, Chrystle. If you tell me what's wrong, I can make it go away," Mark said, trying to ease her pain.

She sighed shakily, slowly looking at Mark.

"I h-had a nightmare about......"

"About what......"

"Mom and dad."

Mark sighed, this little girl must have been through so much.

"Can you tell me what happened to them?"

Chrystle broke down, sobbing uncontrollably.

"T-They were killed. I s-saw it."

[TG007]

poor kid

[wwechristina]

Oh my God!!! I really hope Mark can help her in this horrible situation. Keep going :)

[Dark_Lady_18]

Poor little girl. At least she has Taker to look after her. Nice story.

[CreatureOfTheNight14]

I would like to say thanks once again to Takersgirl007, Dark_Lady_18, and my best friend wwechristina. Here is the fourth and fifth part of this story. Enjoy.
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Part 4:

Mark held Chrystle close, cradling her in his chest.

"Who killed them," Mark asked her.

Chrystle shivered. She dug inside her pocket and gave Mark a picture of her parents and herself.

"Wait a minute. Your mom was...."

Chrystle nodded.

"Yeah. She was pregnant at the time," she said, tears threatning to fall.

"What happened?"

Chrystle looked up at Mark, teaars shining her green eyes.

"The police officer told my grandparents and myself that someone first killed my father. They raped my mother, then killed her and m-my unborn baby s-sister."

Mark shook his head, sick bastards like these need to be stopped.

"Well, I am telling you this... you are a strong little girl to be still standing after all that you've been through," Mark said, truthfully.

He looked down and saw Chrystle, crying.

"Awww. Why are you crying," Mark said, softly.

"That was the nicest thing anyone has said," she said.

Mark smiled, hugging her.
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*Next Day*

"You can't catch me," Chrystle screamed, laughing.

"Oh yes I can," Mark protested.

Mark chased her aorund and around and around the house until they were completely exhausted.

"Can we go get some ice-cream," Chrystle begged.

Mark looked down at her, how can you say 'no' to a face like that.

"Alright. Let's go get some ice cream."
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Chrystle laughed as Mark pushed her on the swings. Mark stopped swinging her, he had to go take an epic piss. He lifted Chrystle off the swings and faced her towards him.

"Can you stay here while I go take a bathroom break," Mark asked her.

Chrystle grabbed onto his leg, begging him not to leave her.

"No! Don't leave me here," Chrystle begged.

Mark sighed as he grabbed her hand and headed to the restroom.
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Part 5:

"Chrystle. I got tacos and fries," Mark yelled.

Chrystle slowly came downstairs in her Disney Princess Nightgown; holding a box of tissue, a glass of water, and a bucket. She sat the stuff on the table and laid down on the couch. Mark walked over to the couch and bent down in front of her, she wasn't looking good at all. Her face was a ghostly pale white color and she looked liked she was about to puke.

"Chrystle, you alright," Mark asked, worriedly.

She shook her head.

"I don't feel good. I want my mom," Chrystle said, crying.

Chrystle broke out into her famous crying hissy fits. Mark was surprised by her actions. He didn't know what to do about it. So, he did the one thing he COULD do. He picked her up and tried to calm her down. Chrystle's crying ceased, but she started coughing and wheezing, terribly. Mark put her down and looked at her. Her face was beat red like a tomato and her eyes were swollen and red, as well.

"Do you want to lay down," Mark asked her. She nodded.

Mark picked her up and laid her down on the couch, covering her up with a blanket. He kissed her on the forehead and left the room.
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"Hey man. It's been awhile. How's it going with Chrystle," Glen asked Mark. He shook his head.

"She has been laying in my bed, coughing and wheezing. I'm worried about her. She has been through too much," he said.

"I agree with you," Glen said.

Suddenly, they heard a loud thump, rapid footsteps, and another door slamming. Glen and Mark looked at each other.

"Let me check on her while you stay here. Take a break," Glen said, while walking upstairs.

Glen walked down the hallways and stopped at the bathroom. He slowly opened the door and saw Chrystle, getting sick in the toilet.

"Chrystle.... you alright," Glen asked.

"I want Mark," Chrystle cried.

Glen nodded as he carried her out the bathroom. He flushed the toilet and helped her rinse her mouth out. Then, he carried her downstairs; into the living room.

"Oh my god. Chrystle, you okay," Mark asked, worried evident in his face.

"I don't feel too good."

Glen looked at Mark.

"Let's take her to the hospital."

[wwechristina]

I thought it was nice to see Mark playing with Chrystle. I hope she's ok. Good job and keep going

[wwechristina]

I'm gonna help my friend with the sixth chapter:

Chapter 6

Mark and Glenn took Chrystal to the hospital in record time. Both men were anxious and worried about the little girl, mostly Mark. He really cared for her and didn't like to see her in a very vulnerable situation. The nurse took Chrystal to the nearest room and told the men to wait. Two hours has passed and Mark was losing his patience.

Glenn: Mark, can you please sit down? Your pacing back and forth is making me dizzy.
Mark: I can't help it Glenn. I really want to know how Chrystal is doing. I can't wait anymore.
Glenn: I know, but please try to relax.

Ten minutes later, the doctor came in and talk to the guys, and tell them about the condition of Chrystal.

Dr. Goods: Are you the men who brought Chrystal Cooper in?
Both: Yes.
Dr. Goods: Well, Chrystal is gonna be okay. She has a very severe case of the stomach flu.
Mark: What?!
Glenn: My God!
Dr. Goods: I recommend you give her some chicken noodle soup and I've prescribed her some Tylenol to her her settle her stomach. Make sure she gets some needed rest.
Mark: Thank you Doctor, can we go see her?
Dr. Goods: Yes you can see her. You can also take her home.
Glenn: Thank you very much.

Both men went into Chrystal's room. She looked so relieved to see both of them here with her, especially Mark. She was very happy that she's gonna go home, but she has to take it easy and get better. Both men hugged her and told the nurse thank you. Mark and Glenn took Chrystal home and make sure that she is gonna get better.

[wwechristina]

Chapter 7

After Mark and Glenn took Chrystal home, Mark took her to her room and told her to lay down. Chrystal wanted to object of being in bed, but Mark insisted that she has to follow doctor's orders.

Chrystal: Mark, I don't want to be in bed.
Mark: Chrystal, you have the stomach flu, also you have to follow the doctors' orders
Chrystal: Oh, alright. I guess I have no other choice then. She frowned
Mark: Don't worry, before you know it, you'll feel better. Mark gave her a nice embrace.
Chrystal: Thanks, Mark.
Mark: No problem, baby girl. He kissed her on the forehead.

A couple of hours later, Chrystal went to the bathroom again and started throwing up. Mark saw this and he knew right away that she has to eat something to see if it settles her stomach. He started making Campbell's Chicken Noodle Soup. Five minutes later, it was ready. Chrystal washed her face and went back to her room.

Chrystal: Mark!
Mark: Yes, Chrystal?
Chrystal: Can I have a glass of water please?
Mark: Alright, coming right up!

Mark came into Chrystal's room and what she saw really surprised her. She saw Mark bringing in a tray of Chicken Noodle Soup with a glass of water. She didn't expect this from Mark. Tears started to form but she decided to hold her composure.

Mark: Here you go, baby girl.
Chrystal: Mark, you did all of this?
Mark: Yes, That goes to show you how much I care about you.
Chrystal: I didn't expect this!! Thank you very much, Mark.
Mark: Anytime, baby girl. It's very hot, so be very careful. After you finish eating, take your medicine.
Chrystal: I will.

Mark went into the living room and decided to watch TV to help him relax. Ten minutes later, Chrystal called Mark in to let him know she finished her soup and took her medicine. A half hour later, Chrystal took a nap. Mark felt like he needed a nap too, so he went back to the living room and laid on the couch. Five minutes later he fell asleep.

[Dark_Lady_18]

This story is quite sweet. Nice work.

[BrownEyez]

Nice job, I like what I've read so far. Keep it up.