Title: Mattitude Followers United

Rating: PG-13

Main Characters: Matt Hardy and the MF'ers!
Other Characters: Vince McMahon, Lita, Edge, Johnny Ace, members from the Edge and Lita Fan message boards, other WWE superstars.
Summary: MF'ers from around the world unite to help their sensei.

Disclaimer: Story idea is mine. Vince owns the WWE (unfortunately). Johnny Ace, Lita, Edge and Matt Hardy are owned by the WWE and themselves. Members from Matt's message board own themselves and were used with permission. Members from Edge's and Lita's message boards were created by me. Phew! Hope that covered everything.

Chapter 1: WE WANT MATT!

WE WANT MATT!

YOU SCREWED MATT!

YOU SUCK!

V1 FOREVER!

Different chants, but they all mean the same thing. The fans want Matt Hardy. Unfortunately they would not get him. Why? Because two people he trusted unconditionally decided to stab him in the back and the company that he so proudly worked for added a third knife by firing him. And now they're dealing with the worst type of wrath out there: the Mattitude Follower. The MF'er. The voices of millions who feel that their sensei has been wronged are being heard everywhere. And the voices are getting louder and clearer. The WWE tries to silence them by tuning the voices out or just plain ignoring them. What they don't realize is that until they do the right thing, the chants will never die. The MF'ers will have justice.

Another city. Another Monday Night Raw:

Not 2 minutes into his promo and Chris Benoit is cut off by "Metalingus" by Alter Bridge. Seconds later the stage at the top of the ramp fills with smoke. Edge emerges from the smoke with the ever present briefcase in one hand and a mic in the other. The majority of the fans turns vicious and boo the hell out of him. Edge isn't phased one bit. In fact he's smiling ear to ear. As long as it helps his heel cause. He walks down the ramp to the ring. Benoit's face is a mask of annoyance. His blue eyes get even icier when Edge gets into the ring. The boos don't even stop even when his music dies down.

WWE TV Trucks:

The technicians in the WWE TV trucks are again trying to edit the audio for the folks in TV land. Orders are being shouted left and right. Buttons are being pushed, dials turned, basically it's a live show's worse nightmare.

Backstage it's even worse:

Vince McMahon is beyond livid. He wanted to know how bad the situation had become. He didn't realize it was this bad. Even through the door to his dressing room, he could hear the chants, although muffled. How dare they! His creation will not be ruined by a bunch of low-class unruly people! Vince tears his eyes away from the television to make a phone call.

"Laurinaitis, get down here, now!" He yells into the phone.

Meanwhile in the ring:

Benoit and Edge are in a staring contest. The chants for Matt Hardy have not subsided one bit.

"This is your fault." Benoit tells him off mic.

"How so? I didn't get him fired?" Edge says. The cocky expression is evident on his face.

"No, but you helped influence it."

"Whatever."

At the announce table:

King: Are they just gonna stare each other down? What are they saying?

JR: I don't know King! But I do know that the fans have no love for Mat...uh…Edge!

Backstage:

John Laurinaitis, a.k.a. "Johnny Ace" joins Vince McMahon in his dressing room and is now watching the disastrous segment with him.

"Explain this to me." Vince says as he points to the television.

"Mr. McMahon, our guys are working on it. This will go away." he says. "It was still a good idea to get rid of Matt Hardy. He wasn't doing us any favors by staying. He should have kept his big mouth shut. Stupid internet guy."

"Well this 'stupid internet guy' is giving me a damn head ache!" Vince growls. The scene in the ring has not changed. "Dammit, do something!" he yells at the screen.

The ring:

A large plastic cup comes flying out of the crowd and hits Edge in the side of the head.

"YOU SUCK EDGE!" came the following taunt.
The chants of "WE WANT MATT!" again fill the arena. Edge drops the brief case then shoves Benoit out of the way as he goes to one of the turnbuckles. He stands on and scans the crowd with fire in his green eyes. No way are they going to pin this on me, he thinks. This is my time! They screwed me over at Taboo Tuesday, They will not screw me over now!

"You want Matt Hardy! Huh? I said, do you want Matt Hardy Version 1!" He screams into the mic.

Some of the boos turn to wild cheers at the mention of former WWE Superstar Matt Hardy. Edge puts on his villainous grin and says into the mic, " Well too bad! You're not going to get him!"

That did it. The crowd tears into Edge with more boos, more chants and this time trash throwing. Edge just stays on the turnbuckle and laughs back in the fans' faces.

Benoit just shakes his head as he heads up the ramp. Every week it's like this. One can never have a decent match or promo with Edge without the chants. It's like getting framed for a crime that you didn't commit! Something's going to have to change and it better be soon.

As soon as he entered the backstage area, Benoit is greeted by an angry Johnny Ace and an angrier Vince McMahon.

"What the hell are you doing?" Johnny Ace shouts at the Rabid Wolverine. "Get back out there!"

"Why?" Benoit shouts back. "They don't even see me out there! They only see Edge! They want his head on a stick! It's not my fault that he decided to mess around with Lita."

Just at that moment Edge walks through the curtains with a smile on his face.

"Did you see that?" he asks excitedly. " I really got them pissed off!"

Benoit sighs heavily and walks off.

"What's his problem?" Edge asks confused.

"Nothing." Johnny Ace responds. "You did great out there. Keep it up!"

Edge beams at the complement, but it only lasts for a minute when he sees the scowl on Vince's face. He takes this as his leave and walks away. He can feel the eyes boring holes into his back and hear the whispers of abhorrence directed at him. They don't sign his paycheck so why should he care what they think. It's all about him anyway. Screw every one else. Speaking of screwing…

Make up area:

Amy Dumas a.k.a. "Lita" is getting ready for her segment with Maria. She heard the chants too and now her stomach is in knots knowing that as soon as she shows her face the fans are going to boo her too. It was just something that happened. She didn't mean for Matt to get hurt. At least they do speak. If you call broken sentences speaking. Adam is so wrapped up in his push that they rarely speak to one another. It was his idea to keep their distance backstage. It really didn't seem like it made a difference. Co-workers hardly speak to them. It's either sideway glances or just flat out frigid looks.

Maria approaches her to talk about the interview. A few seconds later, Lita sees Edge coming toward them. Maria also sees him and instantly her face turns into a mask of pure disgust.

Edge stops when he notices the look on the Diva's face.

"What are you looking at?" He spits at her.

Maria crosses her arms then looks him up and down. "Absolutely nothing." is her retort. She gives Lita a fleeting look before walking off as she tosses her hair over her shoulder.

Vince's office:

"Mr. McMahon, this is just a small problem. Only a few fans know about it anyway."

"A few?" Vince couldn't believe that Johnny Ace is saying this to his face. "Are you hearing what I'm hearing? "

"Yes sir." Johnny Ace replies. "I assure you-"

"You assure me what?" Vince cuts him off. "I refuse to let Matt hardy and his teeny bopping 'MF'ers' ruin my company! Matt screwed himself over by telling the world that he wasn't man enough to keep his woman from leaving him for another man! He's not going to become a martyr off the blood and sweat of my creation!"

"I'll take care of this."

"You better, Laurinaitis." Vince leers at him with the calmness of a killer. "Because if you don't, the next person to get fired will be you."