Summery: Batista and Triple H can't seem to keep valets for anything. When the new valets for Chris Jericho and Christian are forced to join up with Evolution, things don't exactly go the way any of them planned.
Chapter 1: In the Beginning
"They what?" Hunter Hearst Helmsly, better known as Triple H screamed at Raw's General Manager Eric Bischoff.
"They left, Hunter." Eric repeated for the second time. He dreaded having to break the news to the 'Cerebral Assassin' and his friend 'The Animal' better known as, Batista, that their third set of valets have left them for other wrestlers.
"I don't understand it." Batista said sitting down on the couch in Bischoff's office.
"Well I do," Eric retorted at Batista, "You two are impossible to work for! You make too many demands and put way too much pressure on these girls whose jobs are to be eye candy and walk you to the ring!"
"I don't make demands!" Batista yelled annoyed that Eric would even have the guts to be so bold to say that to him and Hunter.
"Pressure is good, that's what gets your heart and adrenalin going for the match. If we didn't have pressure, we wouldn't be in this business." Hunter stated, slamming his hand down on Eric's desk. "Why doesn't any woman understand the brilliance of Evolution?" Eric rolled his eyes at that statement.
"So what are we going to do now?" Batista asked as he got off the couch to fix his tie in the mirror. "We need valets man, or we're going to look like losers with two beautiful women walking with us. We have a tag team match tomorrow against Kane and JBL, in Detroit."
"Well looks like you two are on your own for a while until I get you replacements. But mark my words gentleman, if I get one more set of valets that quit-"
Eric stopped what he was saying when he looked out his office window to see, Chris Jericho, Christian and their two valets goofing around outside in the parking lot.
"What the hell is going on out there?" Triple H asked annoyed as he looked out the window. Batista soon walked over curious to see what was going on.
"Jetta, you don't weigh a ton! Look I have you over my shoulder don't I?" Christian asked his valet who was currently slung over his muscular shoulder.
"I swear to God, Christian, if you don't put me down right now, I'll start screaming at the top of my lungs!" his valet Jetta Murphy yelled at him, beating her fists on his lower back.
Chris Jericho and his valet, Bunny Diaz weren't paying much attention to those two because Chris was singing to his valet the latest song that his band, Fozzy, had just created.
"So, it goes a little something like this Bunny, check it out." He said as he looked into her eyes and started to sing, "I'll hold you late tonight, my feelings perfectly right. Wrap your body around me, we'll rock and sway threw the current of love." He then grabbed a hold of her and then started seductively dancing with her, grinding his hips into hers as he laughed. Bunny gladly grinded with Y2J and giggled happily while doing so.
Christian and his valet walked over to the two and started laughing along with them as they started to head to their car to go to the hotel.
Before Chris and Christian opened the doors to the backseat for the girls, Eric ripped the window open and demanded that the four meet him in his office this minute. When he closed the window he looked at Hunter and Batista and said, "Gentlemen, I just found the answer to the problem."
5 minutes later
"What?" Jericho, Christian, and their valets shouted in shock.
"I'm splitting you up. Ratings are telling me that you four shouldn't be together." Eric stated folding his hands on his desk.
"WHAT?" Christian's valet, Jetta Murphy yelled. "Bischoff, if this is some kind of sick joke to get me and Bunny out of the WWE I'll cripple you!" Christian put his arm around her waist protectively; he wasn't just about to hand over his valet. He felt that they had a good chemistry together and couldn't figure out what Bischoff's problem was.
"We have a fuckin' contract buddy!" Bunny yelled pissed off. "And what the fuck are they doing here?" She asked pointing to Batista and Triple H who were sitting on the couch witnessing the whole entire pile of shit hit the fan. Jericho put his hands on her shoulders hoping she would calm down a bit.
"You don't settle down Diaz, I'll suspend both you and Murphy, with out pay for a month!" Eric yelled pointing his index finger in her face.
"If you don't get that finger out of my new valets face Bischoff, I'm going to snap it like a twig." Triple H said rising to his feet. Batista soon followed 'The Game'.
"Excuse me?" Bunny asked getting more upset. "Your valet? Not in this lifetime pal! I signed a contract saying that I was to be Chris Jericho's valet. Not Triple H's Valet."
"Now listen here, Sweet Cheeks. First of all, I'm the 'Game' damn it and I get what I want when I want it!"
"You certainly have a way with women don't you ass clown?" Jericho asked annoyed wrapping his muscular arms around Bunny's waist.
"Second, that little contract with Jericho is now non-existent because obviously you didn't read the fine print that's says…" Triple H said handing her contract over to her. He looked at Jericho, and glared at him.
Bunny took it and saw that a part was highlighted. She then began to read out loud, "If in the event that the current GM of Raw feels that things are not working out, Ms. Diaz can be transferred to another Male Superstar or be relocated to Smackdown, where she will be a valet for another Male Superstar…Oh Chris." She said starting to cry as she dropped the contract to the floor and wrapped her arms around Jericho's waist and started to cry.
"Bischoff, you're a fool!" Jetta growled at him. "You're going to go and stick Bunny with Mr. EGO-MANIAC, and I get to escort King Kong here down to the ring?" Christian had to tighten his grip around her waist a little. He was really afraid she would just lunge out and kick his ass.
Batista tapped Christian on the shoulder and said, "Excuse me, Christian, that's my valet you're holding. Back off." The 'Animal' grabbed Christian by the shirt and held him about 4 inches off the ground.
"Christian!" Jetta screamed going after Batista.
"Jetta!" Bunny yelled and tore away from Jericho's hold, only to be stopped by someone grabbing her arm. Bunny looked up to see it was Triple H who had the death grip on her. "Let me go!"
"Not a chance, Sweet Cheeks!" The Game replied with a smile.
"Batista, please I'm begging you. Don't hurt Christian." Jetta said grabbing the 'Animal' by the arm.
He looked down at her and saw that she really cared about the 'Creepy Little Bastard'. It touched him really, because no one really cared about Christian. Other superstars were even noticing a very big change in Christian and Jericho, over the last couple of months. They became caring and compassionate towards others and not just for their own gain. They were even able to set aside their differences and became the Tag Team Champions. These changes were all because of Jetta and Bunny, and he couldn't bring himself to hurt Christian with those big brown eyes of hers staring at him.
Batista let Christian go and Triple H let go of Bunny and said, "You girls have 5 minutes to say 'Goodbye', then meet us at the limo waiting downstairs. We'll carry your bags down." With that being said the two members of Evolution picked up the girls bags and walked out of Bischoff's office.
Jetta rushed over to Christian and hugged him. "Are you okay, Christian?" she asked crying. He wrapped his arms around her and hugged her tightly. He seemed a little rattled by what just happened to him. The 'Animal' let him go unharmed. He kissed her forehead in thanks that he wasn't harmed.
Bunny looked at Jericho and took his hands into hers, "I don't want you to try and save me, Chris." She said looking into his big sapphire blue eyes.
"But I-"
"Damn it Chris, please don't. I don't want you to get hurt." She said pushing a piece of his short floppy blonde hair off his cheek.
Chris just looked at her and gave her a small smile and then a small kiss on the lips. "If he hurts you, or does anything to you. I want you to tell me, and I'll kill him." He whispered against her cheek.
Bunny nodded and kissed his cheek and walked out of the office in tears.
"Jetta, Chris and I will do everything we can to fix this. I promise." Christian vowed to her as his brushed the back of his fingers against her cheek to wipe the tears away. Christian gave her small kiss on the lips and hugged her as she began to cry.
She pressed her cheek against his and whispered in his ear, "What ever happens, don't get your self hurt because of me. You'll always be in my heart, Christian." She then slipped out of his arms and turned on her heel and walked out the door.
Authors note: Hello everyone! I hope you've enjoyed this chapter. Be kind, it's the first time I've ever posted up a story before. ) Reviews, Comments and Questions are always welcome. I'll try to respond to all. Hope you enjoy.
Oh…I don't own anyone of the WWE, the only two I own are Bunny and Jetta. I wish I owned Christian and Batista…oh well. Happy Reading!
