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A/N: This is dedicated to Expect-the-Unexpected75... Happy Birthday, Girl!! :D:D This will be a two-shot. Other than that, I'm gonna let my writing speak for itself. Enjoy!
Amy Dumas paced backstage, only about an hour before the biggest wrestling show of the year: Wrestlemania 25. She wasn't supposed to be there truthfully, she even said she wouldn't be. It wasn't her fault Vince had gone furthermore senile and told her to say she wouldn't be coming in order to keep the secret.
She was in the Divas Battle Royale. But she also was taking part in something much, much bigger. Something that involved her past. Involved a man she once loved and his brother, someone she too considered a best friend.
"Would you calm down," Adam Copeland said, coming up beside the younger Dumas. She laughed nervously as he gripped her shoulders, forbidding her to move. "You're gonna tucker yourself out."
Amy shrugged. "I'm nervous."
"Why?" Adam asked. "The Royale will be fine."
Amy made a face, brushing her dyed hair out of her face. "It's not the match I'm worried about. I've been training."
Adam sighed, sitting her down. "Then what? Are you talking about the Hardy's match? You'll be out there for five minutes, tops."
"It was a big part of my life. It hurts thinking about how things changed." Amy couldn't stop replaying the times in her head, the times when she was part of Team Extreme, the coolest thing in the WWE. Everyone yearned to be like them, to be a little different. Yet, that was the late 90s and early 2000s, things had changed since then.
"Don't think about it then. Go kick some ass."
"Butt," Amy joked. "Don't go against the PG rating, Mr. Copeland."
Adam laughed. "Can it."
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Soon, their conversation ended as many of the divas had begun to arrive, since their match was first up on the Wrestlemania card. The once punk diva ran up to her long-time friend Trish Stratus and hugged her. "Excited?"
Trish nodded. "Of course!"
The match went quickly, many of the current divas thrown from the ring from Lita, Trish, and Victoria. The only ones left in the ring were Kelly, Melina, Beth, and the other three. They all knew Trish was set to win. And soon, she did.
Amy walked backstage, her side aching. It had been such a long time since she'd been in the four-cornered ring wrestling. She forgot how badly her body could ache. She wished to be heading to the lockerroom, like the other divas. Only, she knew Matt and Jeff's match was coming up and she had to be ready for when it was her chance to run out there.
"Amy!" Matt barked, coming up to her before she even saw him, hugging her sweaty body. "Ready to set some sense into me?" Poor Matt and his lame jokes. Amy smiled, nodding.
"I told you she always liked me more," Jeff teased, referring to how "Lita" was set to side with Jeff, saying how Matt had always been there for him and it was time to wake up.
Matt rolled his eyes, fixing his ponytail. Another match came and passed, leaving the Hardy's to truly prepare. Everyone could hear the cheers from the gorilla when the legendary JR announced the match up next. It cut to a commercial break. "Matt, you're going out first," a stagehand said, jogging to another place in the large arena.
And then suddenly, Matt was heading out as the arena filled with boos. Jeff shook his head, but didn't say anything. As his music hit, he smiled once to Amy and ran out, the boos changing to cheers and chants of Jeff. Amy watched on the nearby monitor, seeing the two immediately start to deck it out. "Stupid storyline," she muttered.
Ten minutes later, both Matt and Jeff were bleeding, after a fall out with a ladder. Amy wanted nothing more than for the match to end, even if it meant it was her. Sure, there was still pain in her heart from what once was, but she couldn't stand seeing either of them hurt.
"Lita, thirty seconds," the same stagehand said, shoving her forward. She rolled her eyes and prepared to make a run down the ramp. "Ten… nine… eight… seven… six… five… four… three… two… one… Go!"
Amy laughed and ran out, grabbing a microphone on the way. As she came out, the arena grew silent while all eyes fell on her. She cleared her throat in the mic, but the boys didn't seem to notice. She did so louder, looking directly at the ring, eyes narrowed. "Stop the fighting!" she yelled. "Matt, Jeff, stop fighting!"
In character, both stopped, pretending to be fully surprised to see Lita out there. Matt's eyes narrowed, looking at Jeff as if he planned it, but Jeff looked completely lost himself.
"You morons!" Lita continued to yell. "What are you doing?"
Matt yelled something, but Lita didn't hear. "You're brothers… blood brothers and you're fighting like a bunch of damn dogs. I know you're both better than this!"
Silence in the arena followed with some scattered cheers.
"Matt, what are you thinking?" Lita asked in a more normal voice. "Jeff is your brother!"
Matt grabbed a microphone. "What are you doing here?" he roared angrily. "No one wants you here!" Boos followed.
"I don't give a damn who wants me here," Lita answered. "All I know is that this nonsense stops here. Jeff is your brother, Matt. Your only brother you have, the one you used to be best friends with. Are you telling me you're throwing that all away over a little jealousy? How could you stoop so low to hurt Jeff like this?"
Matt began to move from his spot. He climbed out of the ring and went under the apron. Out came two tables. He began to set up them, ignoring Lita's pleas.
"Matt, stop!" she yelled, coming forward. Matt had darkness in his eyes; he was a great heel. The arena was deafening with the boos. Everyone knew what he was planning. Jeff watched like a deer in headlights, unable to move. "Matt, listen to me!"
Matt didn't want to say the next line. "Stay out of this, you damn slut!" he bellowed, shoving her back. She fell to her butt, eyes wide. The crowd ate it up. Even Amy wanted to boo. Matt climbed into the ring, punched Jeff a couple times, making him fall. Then, he grabbed the struggling younger Hardy with a sick look in his eyes. Outside the ring, the tables waited. Matt slugged him up the ladder steps, each movement hell to his back. At the top, Matt looked down at the table, an evil smile dancing on his lips. He lifted Jeff, who appeared to be unconscious, in the air.
"Matt," Lita said in a small voice, the tears welling in her eyes, though for a different reason. "Think back to when we were all one. How Jeff, you, and I dominated this ring together. Team Extreme, Matt? Does it ring a bell to you? Do you even remember that anymore? Or are you completely dominated by the jealousy in your blood?"
Silence from Matt.
"You don't need to do this," Lita said in a louder voice. "Y-you've always been n-number one in m-my eyes." She got up and started slowly to the ring, her eyes welling with tears. It was hard for her to say these words, for her to relive the past in her life.
Matt studied her, the wicked look in his eyes softening into concern. He studied her in character, dark eyes unsure. He looked up to the limp younger Hardy in his arms. Matt knew it was time for him to gently put Jeff down onto the mat and leave the ring, to go backstage, but as he went to take a step, his boot slipped and it sent the younger Jeff flying in the air.
Amy's eyes widened, knowing it wasn't part of the show. She studied Matt as herself, noticing the fear in his eyes too as he struggled to grasp his brother from the twenty-five foot ladder and hold himself up as well. Yet, before Matt could regain control, Jeff was already near the ropes, falling right between the space there and the tables.
His head hit the end of the table, one leg got caught on the rope. He looked like a mangled toy of a toddler. Matt and Amy exchanged a look, as Matt yelled out, "Jeff!" completely breaking character. The ref, who had been standing by the side, rushed over, looking at Jeff. Jeff seemed to honestly be unconscious. The ref made a 'x' with his hands, signaling a true injury.
Matt rushed down the shaking ladder to where Amy already sat. She was studying Jeff, throw the ref told her to leave. "Oh my God," she moaned. "This can't be happening."
She looked to Matt, who had tears in his eyes. "What did I do?" he whispered.
Then, they were pushed away as medical got to work on the younger Hardy brother.
Oh no! Poor Jeff! What will happen? :O Read and review!! Ending will be up tonight. ;)