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A/N: This is a request story for Calidiva. It's actually the first time I try to write Wade and the other members of The Corre so please bear with me, lol. Let me see, it's rated M for future chapters and as you will notice it's on character. Other than that enjoy.

Gives You Hell

Halting on his tracks when he found himself face to face with the big double doors that lead into the place he wanted to enter the most, the man known around the WWE Universe as Wade Barrett quirked his lips into a full confident grin and slowly nodded his approval, signaling without words to the two men behind him that it was alright to proceed.

The two younger men went ahead without any kind of hesitation, bursting the doors open and creating a big bang that resonated all around.

The people inside remained in complete silence and the one who spoke was Heath, it was always him and due the beauty of it all Wade didn't mind his loud behavior. "Hello, Tough Enough, now you will meet The Corre. Woooh!"

Wade loved it, there was nothing that he liked more than seeing the face of surprise someone would make when realizing The Corre was there to get them, and in that pleasant moment there were a lot of faces and all of them in full surprise mode.

There was nothing like the element of surprise.

Standing in place, the tall Englishman took a quick look around, his eyes focusing on the way Heath and Justin went straight into a ring strategically place in the middle of the room to easily take down the two apprentice kids standing over it.

As it always happened, all the other fighting men in the room stepped into the ring to repeal the sweet invasion he brought them and one by one his guys took them out.

It was pure beauty. There was nothing sweeter than the taste of power The Corre could bring into his mouth and he was glad that in that occasion he could stand back and appreciate it in all its beauty.

But, as nice as it was seeing the carnage, Wade knew he had to be careful. Where there were apprentices there should be teachers and he knew the ones that served for Tough Enough were tough as nails. Booker T, Stone Cold and Bill, all of them men Barrett wanted to take out cold.

He wondered why neither of them were there to defend their territory…

"Where's Stone Cold Steve Austin?" He asked out loud as he couldn't spot him or any of the others; it would be bad to have wasted such effort of getting there just to surprise and beat a bunch of kids still wet behind the ears.

"He's not here, so you can get out the same way you came in."

Feeling somehow amused despite the dissapointment, Wade tilted his head towards the sound of that voice, noticing how it traveled all through the big airy room and echoed in such a way that the timbre of her voice came out as imposing.

Who knew, maybe if he didn't know who was talking he would have felt intimidated… maybe, but probably not. "Well, well, well. Hello little bird."

Ignoring the action still going on in the ring, his eyes settled on the petit form of none other than Trish Stratus, one of the trainers of Tough Enough but not the one he was looking for.

"Get out, take your goonies and get out of here!"

Wade licked his lips, his eyes shining as he kept his gaze on her. She looked bloody mad, her jaw seemed painfully set, her eyes were big as plates and her plump lips were twisted into a snarl.

"And what if we don't?" He replied in his thick accent as he arched an eyebrow. "We want to stick around for a while… you know, say hello to Stone Cold."

"He's going to beat the hell out of you when he sees what you've done."

"Ha, do you hear that?" He said turning his back on the small brunette so he could face the ring. "This little bird thinks that Stone Cold Cripple Austin can beat the bloody hell out of us."

"He wishes, we are the ones who will beat him up real good. I say let him come, we already took out his little kiddies so he's next."

Wade took a good look, as Heath said, he and Justin took out the five remaining Tough Enough contestant and all that was left standing was Trish and other girl who was basically trying to hide behind Trish's 5'4.

But he would trade all of them for Stone Cold, if The Corre could take down the overrated man they would get to another lever. Imagine that.

He opened his mouth to say something of the like, but before any word could travel pass his lips he felt someone hitting him flat on his back with something that felt like a bat.

"What the…?" Almost hissing, Wade arched his back and turned around to find Trish standing defiantly with a bat in her hand and her chin angled high up.

"Ohhh, looks like Wade has some game here." Heath said in an amused tone of voice.

To the older member of The Corre it wasn't amusing, no matter how pretty, he didn't appreciate to be hit with a bat by a woman and he reacted by yanking the bat from her hands and throwing it away. "What do you think you are doing?"

Without taking her eyes away from him, the once crowned Diva of the decade stood her ground. "Christina, go and look for Bill."

With his lips curving into a smile, Wade sent the Christina girl one look that froze her in the spot and instead of getting out of the building she took three steps back.

"Go, he won't do anything to you."

"Says who?" Wade answered, his eyes moving from one woman to the other.

"You are really a piece of scum, is that…"

Interrupting her, Wade waved her off. "I've heard worse so save it, little bird." With that said, he turned around once more with the intention of getting in the ring and picking one of the guys lying on the mat to get warmed up until someone else worth it of his time would show up.

But before he could do that, Trish took the first thing she could get her hands on and threw it his way, hitting him straight on his head and thus sending a sharp but intense throb right into his skull.

It was all Wade needed to lose his temper and in a swift maneuver that made Trish gasp, he turned around, grabbed her by the hair and forced her head up so she could look up at him. "Next time you hit me, I'm going to make you pay with a kiss." He hissed, low enough so she would be the only one listening to his words.

Trish didn't respond at that, but she did send him a stare that could kill while she tried in vain to get off his iron fist hold.

For a while the two of them remained like that, Wade severely looking down at her and Trish returning the stare with the same intensity. Now, as a rule he was always a gentleman with the fairest sex, but there was something about this one that made him lose his cool.

Relaxing his grip on her soft hair, Wade smiled the best imitation he could muster of a genuine smile as he pushed the inside of his cheek with his tongue. He just got an idea, the best idea.

"We are going to go, just like you wanted."

"Don't let the door hit you too hard on your way out." Trish said and Wade liked it, despite the obvious disadvantage she had against him, she wasn't the kind of person to back away to danger and he liked that very, very much…

"What? So soon, but Justin and I have a bet on who could get Bill bend the knee first."

Lifting his free hand, the leader of The Corre motioned Heath to shut his mouth. "I'll tell you what, you can continue your bet when Bill, along with Stone Cold and Booker T come to us."

"To us, how?" Justin spoke for the first time since getting there and Wade smiled. Out of the three original members of the group, the high flier was the quiet one but not the least ineffective, Heath was good too, but he talked too much and sometimes Wade wanted him to bite his tongue like Justin did.

"Yes, they will be coming to us because we are going to take this little bird with us and trust me, they are going to come to us looking for her."

TBC