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Spoilers: Nothing current.

Summary:Things get shaken up when the WWE starts an inter-gender division.

Notes: This will pretty much be a re-write of the 2004 year, post WrestleMania. So, with that in mind, enjoy and please review!

Two hours before RAW

The parking lot had been packed, the hallways were crowded and the catering hall was close to overflowing. All in all, backstage was pure and utter chaos, and it was all Lita could do to keep herself from getting caught in the rush. The redheaded Diva was of course, one of the regular RAW Diva's, but this was no regular RAW. It was the first RAW after the grand-daddy of pay-per-view events, WrestleMania. And at this particular WrestleMania, Vince McMahon had discussed new beginnings; he at least had the good sense to let them all know that they would be expected to be at RAW the next evening. But, he never said exactly why. As it were, the redhead wove through the clusters of bodies, hazel orbs seeking out friendly faces amongst the familiar.

"Li!" A voice beckoned from behind, "Li! Over here!"

The redhead turned, a bright grin lighting up her face as hazel orbs landed on Dawn Marie. "Hey girl!"

The brunette Diva grinned in turn, weaving her way through the crowd. "It's crazy!"

Lita rolled her eyes, embracing her friend quickly. "That's putting it mildly…but this is actually pretty normal for two hours before RAW…just not with this many people."

Dawn rolled her eyes in turn, tucking a rebellious lock of hair behind her ear. "So…where have you been hiding? I've been trying to find you since I got here."

"Staying out of harms way, that's where." Lita remarked bluntly, "RAW is just crawling with boogie men and things that go bump in the night."

Dawn shook her head, the two Diva's carefully navigating the hall. "Anyone in particular that I should be warned about?"

The redhead's shoulders lifted a touch, "Mostly just those three right over there…" Lita nodded to the group in question. "They're nothing but world class jerks."

Dawn glanced to the three in question, "I recognize one of them…and the other two, just 'cos we try to keep up with everything…but…"

"The blonde is Triple H, aka the Game, aka the Cerebral Assassin, but more affectionately known as the head stooge." The redhead nodded sagely, guiding the brunette Diva to a table in the catering hall. "The big one, is Batista, aka the Animal, aka the enforcer, aka … we'll ask Chris and Rob what his nickname is…I forgot."

"And the other one?"

Lita pursed her lips, kicking her feet up on the table. "That one is Randy Orton, self proclaimed Legend Killer, and all around ass."

Dawn raised a brow, dark eyes scrutinizing the three men in turn. "He is kinda cute…"

Lita snorted indifferently, "Yeah? That's probably the only good thing he has going for him. Trust me Dawn, he is a womanizing, egotistical, self absorbed, world class prick."

Dawn smirked, turning her attention back to the redhead, "Let me guess….he's asked you out?"

"Fortunately, no he hasn't." Lita shuddered, tossing her hair over her shoulder. "I try to keep as much distance between myself and them as humanly possible."

Dawn shrugged, "It's not like I would really be interested anyway…"

Lita raised a brow, "Did you and Lance get back together?"

Dawn shook her head, "Nope…this time I doubt we will…but I wasn't talking about Lance."

"Then who is it?"

The brunette's shoulders lifted in a shrug, "It's not anyone in particular…I'm just keeping my options open."

"I'm impressed," Lita nodded sagely, "Does that mean you've given up on Lance?"

Dawn shrugged again, tossing her hair over her shoulder. "I don't really know Li, I mean…part of me says yes, it's about time to just close that door…but the other part of me says to hold on."

The redhead nodded, "I understand completely."

Dawn reached over to her, squeezing her friend's hand. "I knew you would."

"Hey Dawn!" Nidia walked up to the two, glancing between the Diva's. "Thanks for just ditching us back there."

Dawn offered her friend a sheepish smile, "Well I'm sorry…I saw Li just standing there, and I had to say hi."

"Eddie and Rey are looking for you." Nidia informed Dawn with a smile. "They claim it's important."

Dawn raised a brow, "Unless they're losing blood? They can look for me…" The brunette rolled her eyes, nodding to a chair. "Sit…rest your legs…mingle."

Nidia just shrugged ,plopping down in the indicated chair. "Soooo…"

"Excuse me!" Eric Bischoff entered the catering hall then, a clipboard tucked underneath his arm. "RAW roster, roll call…if you're not here, consider yourself fired!"

"Would you get out of my way!" Paul Heyman huffed, a clipboard of his own in hand as he brushed past the RAW G.M. "Smackdown roster, roll call!"

"I don't think so Heyman." Bischoff smirked rather smugly, "This is RAW, not Smackdown…my roster takes priority."

Heyman snorted indifferently, "Not tonight…friend."

Bischoff narrowed his eyes, "We'll just see about that then, won't we…pal."

Lita rolled her eyes, "Boys…will always be boys."

Dawn snickered, the three Diva's falling silent as the rest of the rosters started to trickle in. "Oh hey look….Eddie! Rey! Rob! Chris!" The brunette waved her hands over her head.

"Yo! Benoit!" Lita cupped her hands in front of her mouth, "Vikki! Over here!"

"There you are!" Eddie raised a brow, looking between Lita and Dawn. "Mamacita, we've been looking everywhere for you!"

"What can I say?" Dawn shrugged her shoulders, "I found Li and that was that."

"So…." Chris Jericho raised a brow, looking between the growing group. "Anyone know why we've all been gathered like cattle?"

"Your guess is as good as mine dude," Rob Van Dam stated with a shrug as he pulled a chair over. "Dawn, Nidia, Red…how's it going?"

Lita raised a brow, "You just saw all of us last night…and you work with me on a weekly basis…" The redhead shook her head then, "You must've lost some more brain cells last night."

"If I could have your attention…." Vince McMahon began from the front of the catering hall, "Excuse me…everyone…your attention up here please."

"Mr. McMahon, could you please explain to Heyman here, that this is RAW's night and therefore it is MY show."

"Mr. McMahon, could you kindly explain to Bischoff here that since we're the guests, Smackdown should run things?"

"When I said your attention," Vince looked between the two G.M's. "That applied to you too. Find your rosters and take a seat!"

Bischoff conceded with a nod, sending a dark look to Heyman ."This isn't over Heyman."

"Oh you can count on that Bischoff." Heyman snorted, turning on heel to seek out an empty table.

McMahon shook his head ,taking a seat on the table at the front of the room. "If we're all settled…" He waited a moment, ensuring himself that he had the attention of every wrestler and Diva. "That includes you too Hunter."

Hunter smiled, "Forgive me boss…"

McMahon shrugged it off, picking up his own clipboard. "Now…let's get this started shall we? I'm sorry if things are a little…cramped right now, but there is a reason that we're all together. Last night at WrestleMania, we crowned a new World Heavyweight champion, a new United States champion…and had successful title defenses in both tag team divisions, the Women's championship and the Cruiserweight championship. You should all be very proud of the performance you put on…I know I am."

"Now we just wait for the bombshell," Chris Jericho whispered to the group. "You can see it in his face, see that vein on his forehead? When it looks like it's going to pop…we've got big changes coming."

"Last night we also honored our 2004 Hall of Fame inductees…and last night, I mentioned that there would be new beginnings for the WWE. We're all here tonight to discuss those new beginnings…but before I get to that, let me say that…tonight? Every single title will be on the line, except the Cruiserweight championship."

"That's not fair!"

"You didn't defend your title last night anyway," Rob Van Dam spoke up tartly, "So I don't see why you're complaining."

"Oh shut it, spaced out loser."

"How about you say that to my face, wet behind the ears, lap dog."

"Gentlemen!" Vince looked between Rob and Randy then. "If we could please? I have a very important announcement to make."

Jericho nodded matter of factly, "See what I mean?"

Lita rolled her eyes, removing her feet from the table then. "Loud mouthed, arrogant, pea brained prick."

"Now…" Vince cleared his throat, making sure that everyone's attention was re-focused on him. "After the first hour of title defenses…we will be holding a draft lottery. But, this lottery will be the first of it's kind. Tonight, we will be forming an inter-gender division…you heard me right, an inter-gender division." McMahon paused, looking down at his notes. "Unless you can bring me good reason as to why you should not be involved, your name will be included for this lottery. I expect to see 100 percent participation from all of our Diva's, as the forming of this division means another title for you all to compete for."

Lita nodded slowly, "I like this idea…"

"What this also means is that, tag teams have the potential of being split up." Vince sent a pointed glance over to the Evolution table. "However, I'm willing to make certain…arrangements if you request before the draft lottery occurs."

"Now, let's get to the card for this evening…as I said, almost all of the titles will be on the line tonight…but they will be on the line in unification matches. With the introduction of the lottery, we will also be unifying the rosters again." He cleared his throat again, looking between them all. "We'll start tonight with a fatal four way, tag team match. From Smackdown, it will be the current tag team champions; Rikishi and Scotty 2 Hotty vs. the Bashams vs. the current RAW tag team champions, Rob Van Dam and Booker T. vs. Batista and Ric Flair. Gentlemen? Good luck to you all." He paused again, McMahon's eyes seeking out his next two combatants. "After that match, we will have the Intercontinental Champion vs. the United States Champion, again gentlemen?" He looked between Randy Orton and John Cena, "Good luck."

"The women's championship will be decided with an all Diva battle royal…and I mean all Diva's, it doesn't matter if you're on Smackdown or RAW, you will be stepping into that ring…the final match before the draft lottery will be The World Heavyweight champion vs. the WWE champion."

"Excuse me, Mr. McMahon?" Eric Bischoff raised a brow from his spot, "With the rosters unifying…where does that put myself and Mr. Heyman?"

"We will be keeping both shows, if that's what you're asking Mr. Bischoff," Vince set aside his clipboard. "But, if you really would like to put your job on the line, I can always arrange for a match between yourself and Mr. Heyman for total control."

Bischoff's eyes glinted greedily, "Total control?"

"Heyman, what do you say?"

"I can beat him with one hand tied behind my back. I am Paul Heyman, I am--"

"Then you two will be scheduled after the Intercontinental champion vs. United States Champion match." Vince smirked, "Good luck to you gentlemen."

"Umm…excuse me Vince?" Triple H raised a brow, removing his sunglasses then. "Who's going to run the inter-gender division?"

"Everyone will find out when the lottery starts." Vince stated with authority, "The inter-gender division will be truly unique…but we'll discuss that further and after the lottery."

"And what if we don't want to be in the lottery?"

"Then you come see me before that lottery starts." Vince raised a brow, "Are there any further questions?"

There was a sea of shaking heads then, all in the room processing the information that had just been laid down.

"Very well," Vince pushed off from the table, "I'll be in my office if you need me…report to your GM for your locker room assignments."

Lita let out a low whistle, looking between them all. "Well…it's sure gonna be a big night."

Dawn nodded slowly, "Interesting too."

"Yup."

"And fun."

"Yup."

"Which means…" Dawn sent a coy smile to the redhead, the two Diva's pushing back from the table. "We party tonight."

Lita rolled her eyes, "Or you party…and I watch from the safety of the bar."

"Whatever," Dawn shrugged a touch, linking arms with Nidia then. "We'll see you around, k?"

Lita nodded, waving over her shoulder as she and Victoria set off to find Bischoff. "See ya!"

After they had gotten their locker room assignment, Victoria and Lita set off for other parts of the arena. The two Diva's noted that Smackdown was occupying one half of the locker rooms while RAW was clearly divided elsewhere. And while that part didn't strike them as odd, the fact that their locker room was no where near the rest of the Diva's did. But, all the same, they shrugged it off; the two focusing on the women's battle royal later that night.

Authorly note: I know, I know…I just posted new stories, but! I had to get this one started. I know for a fact, this one will be a long series….just think of the possibilities! I hope you enjoyed the chapter!