OMG I can't believe I got a review. Sounds very lame that I got excited over one review but I didn't even expect that so thank you for taking the time out! I'm new to FanFiction so wasn't sure anybody would be interested in this sort of story and thought it might be outdated but I love Trish and Jeff lol and I know it's very quick to upload another chapter but I had it ready and thought I could get started on the next chapter as I'm very inspired. Please be aware there'll be more characters introduced as the chapters go on but I'm just trying to set the scene at the moment and I have lots of ideas where to take this story...
Disclaimer - I own nothing to do with WWE or the storylines; it's just my version of certain events.
Trish perches herself on a cushioned chair while she eats her dinner in catering. She raises a perfectly shaped eyebrow noticing a figure sat in front of her. Stephanie sits in front of her with her wavy chestnut brown locks and a cunning smirk on her lips.
"I want a rematch…" Smirks Stephanie. "Tonight."
Trish sighs. "You've already won Steph, it's over…"
"No it's not over until I say it's over. So rematch tonight or don't bother coming back…"
Stephanie glides away from the blonde bombshell who's left with a bemused facial expression. The whole of the canteen are looking at Trish, whispering, gossiping, giggling. Trish picks herself up off of the table and storms out of catering before bumping into a certain funky-haired young man.
"We need to stop meeting like this Trish…" Jeff chuckles until he notices the absent look on her face. "Are you okay? What's wrong…"
"Nothing…" Trish sighs. "I got to get ready for my match."
Jeff looks confused as the Diva walks away down the corridor with something obviously playing on her mind. Matt comes behind his brother. "What was that about?"
"I was just seeing if she's okay… she looks like she's got a lot of stuff going on." Jeff shrugged.
"Forget about her man haven't you heard the stories? She knew what she was getting herself into… Now we need to focus on a real issue. Austin and Triple H robbed us off our titles and then totally annihilated not only us but Lita as well…" Matt explains. "They've denied us a rematch so we need to take matters into our own hands."
Jeff nods in agreement. "Whatever dude, we'll get them."
Trish is stretching out her tight toned body while she prepares for her match. A knock on her locker room and she's surprised to see a certain woman stood at her door. Trish can't control her surprised expression and looks as if she's seen a ghost. "Mrs McMahon…"
"Hi Trish… I seen what my husband and daughter did to you last week and I just wanted to apologize on behalf of them." Linda flashes Trish a soothing smile before gracefully sitting next to Trish who still looks in shock.
"You shouldn't be apologizing to me… I should be apologizing to you! I mean… I'm really sorry about the affair and embarrassing you and just being someone that's not me. I never thought I'd be the girl who sleeps with married guys and I've not had a chance to speak to you and thought maybe you wouldn't want to speak to me because after all why would you…" Trish babbles nervously wearing her heart on her sleeve and Linda chuckles at the uneasiness of the pretty blonde diva.
"Do you really think this hasn't happened before Trish? That you were the only one?" Linda shakes her head. "I know my husband… It's not your fault Trish I know how he can make women feel - showering them with gifts, being the perfect gentleman how did you think he made me fall in love with him? He has a lot of experience don't beat yourself up… I'm not angry with you Trish and I'm not even angry with him. You're not the first and you won't be the last."
Trish looks confused. "He's done this to you before?"
Linda laughs. "Various times… the only problem he had this time is that people found out. That's why I wanted to speak to you Trish. I've seen recently you've been having quite a hard time from Stephanie and my husband. Vince is just angry at himself for getting caught and is taking it out on you and Stephanie is…." Linda pauses before exhaling. "...Stephanie is a spoiled, little bitch."
Trish chuckles, surprised by Linda's words.
"You've made a mistake, you're young. Stop beating yourself up for it and stop letting everyone else beat you up for it." Linda's wise words penetrating Trish's ear which momentarily make the blonde feel at ease with herself and the situation. "I forgive you now forgive yourself."
Linda picks herself up from next to the blonde and Trish smiles gratefully as the older women walks herself out of the locker room. Trish looks at herself in the mirror for the first time since the whole incident and actually recognizes herself. She nods in agreement to Linda's words before skipping down the corridor making her way to the ring.
Trish swaggers down the ramp as her music plays in the background. A genuine smile on her face for once as she approaches Stephanie in the ring. She glides up the steel steps, bending over the ring rope to get in the middle of the ring where Stephanie scowls at Trish with her twisted face unsure why her opponent is so calm. Steph picks up her microphone. "So Trish… I know we said we would have a rematch but I've decided I will let you off..."
Trish raises an eyebrow at Steph.
"...If you get down on your knees and beg for my forgiveness." Steph hackles with pride.
Trish takes a minute to think about it but before spearing Steph to the ground and the bell rings as the start of the match. Trish dominates the billion dollar princess all over the ring before finishing her off. 1… 2… 3…
Trish celebrates in the ring as the referee holds her arm in the air declaring her the winner. Her smile soon goes as Triple H and Stone Cold make their way to the ring before Steph gets up and backs her into a corner. The 2 Man Power Trip land in the ring with steel chairs in hand while Steph slaps Trish repeatedly. Steph gets passed a microphone once again.
"Now you will wish you begged for my forgiveness… I'm Stephanie McMahon."
"Come on Matt, now is our time to get payback." Jeff urgently warns Matt as he watches them hold Trish up in the ring.
"No it's not… I am not getting involved. I'll get them back when they don't expect it." Matt reluctantly turns down Jeff's offer.
"They don't expect it now." Jeff bickers back with Matt before ignoring his brother and running down to the ring with a chair in his hand.
"Jeff…" Matt sighs before hesitantly running after his brother also with a chair.
Trish watches as Triple H and Stone Cold come closer to her with the steel chair. Steph has been ripping into her and embarrassed her once again. She knew she should've just let Steph win or begged for forgiveness. It's an easier life. Now she's going to get beat to an inch of her life and what for? To stand up for herself? Maybe it's best to save yourself to fight another day…
Just at Triple H is about to swing with the chair. Suddenly he falls down. Stone Cold following him soon after. Trish is in shock as The Hardy Boyz beat them down with a chair. Steph goes to slap Jeff Hardy who counters by giving her the twist of fate. Trish is in complete and utter confusion as she watches the events go on in front of her before Jeff picks up Trish taking her away from the ring.
Trish looks up at Jeff from in his arms. "Thank you…"
Jeff smiles at her before standing her up at the top of the ramp. Matt, Jeff and Trish overlook the ramp down to the ring to find Stone Cold, Triple H and Stephanie furious at the events that just occurred.
"I WANT JEFF HARDY!" Hunter screeches as he enters Commissioner Regals' office whacking his hand on his desk with authority.
"Did you see what he just did to me." Steph howls. "He nearly broke my neck!"
"That's quite unacceptable." Regal nods in agreement, his lips pursed in an unflattering semi circle. "Yes you will have Jeff Hardy in an intercontinental title match!"
"I don't care what match it is… He puts his hands on my wife? I end his career." Triple H growls matter-of-factly. Steph stood behind him loving every minute of this. Regal shakes his head as he takes a sip of his tea.
"Thank you guys once again…" Trish smiles at the brothers, mostly at Jeff.
"Well don't thank me because personally I wouldn't have come after you." Matt hisses back at the blonde very rudely. "Now we have no chance of getting our tag team titles back because they won't grant us a rematch and we've got targets on our backs because you gave Steph the twist of fate! That wasn't sneaky at all Jeff you've just exposed our play."
"After what they did to Lita, I weren't letting that happen to Trish. You should be happy I gave Steph a taste of her own medicine maybe they'll learn to leave people alone." Jeff declares.
"No I don't think that's what they're going to do." Trish points at the television where Jim Ross announces Jeff has a title shot with Triple H for the Intercontinental Championship.
"Dude that's great I got a chance at the title." Jeff failing to realize the bigger picture.
Matt shakes his head. "Jeff don't be so stupid. We work mostly as a tag team, he's a former WWE champion, he's the Game. He's going to rip you apart after what you did to Steph and he's doing this to embarrass you."
Trish looks down at the floor. It's all her fault once again.
"Thanks for having faith in me big brother." Jeff snarls sarcastically.
"I'm being realistic and if nothing else he'll have a plan. He's the game that doesn't play fair." Matt puts his hand on his head. "All because of her!"
"Don't speak to her like that… She didn't deserve to get hit with a chair." Jeff frowns at his brother quite disappointed in the way he's speaking.
"It never involved us… you've just got yourself involved in a completely different situation. You don't mess with the McMahon's. This is more than Triple H and Stone Cold this is Vince McMahon and his precious little girl Stephanie! You've opened a can of worms." Matt argues back at his younger brother.
Trish feeling uncomfortable. "Look I'm sorry…"
"Don't apologize Trish you've done nothing wrong, Matt is being a hypocrite and I'm going to win the intercontinental championship everything's good." Jeff shrugs off his brothers argument. "Now Matt if you're just going to be negative you can leave me and Trish thanks."
Trish looks surprised at Jeff's words and Matt storms out his dressing room.
"You shouldn't have come out there Jeff…" Trish sighs. "Why are you being so nice to me? Do you feel sorry for me? I don't want your sympathy… I can look after myself."
"You haven't got my sympathy I think you're cool Trish and I think you could do with a friend. That's all…" Jeff laughs. "Now I could do with a friend who has a bit of faith I can win this title."
"You've really pissed Hunter off Jeff…" Trish chuckles nervously. "You're going to have to get it over quickly. This isn't about his title at the end of the day it's about his wife. You've made it personal now."
Jeff shrugs. "You could've just lied and said I'd be fine."
"Friends don't lie to each other." Trish smirked.
"He's lost the plot." Matt murmurs down the phone to his girlfriend who's lying in a hospital bed on the other side of the conversation, still recovering from the viscous attack from Stone Cold and Triple H on Raw on monday night. "Why does he care about Trish Stratus all of a sudden?"
"Jeff is a caring guy, he probably see's how Trish is being treated and doesn't like it." Lita explains to Matt. "Now I'm not a fan of that blonde bimbo, you know we have our history…"
Matt looks and remembers some of the epic battles that Lita and Trish have had since arriving at the WWE and she wasn't lying. They haven't ever been the best of friend.
"...but his heart is in a good place and you should be supporting him no matter what."
"I am supporting him and I'm not scared of Triple H or Stone Cold… I just feel like we could've come up with a better plan than putting his wife in a neck brace." The black haired Hardy boy chuckles slightly at the last statement - it was a little funny thinking about it.
"We're Team Xtreme. We don't make plans we just act…" Lita still full of the fighting spirit even if she has been hospitalized for the last few days. "Now you go and support your brother because he's got a huge match and he needs to know you have his back."
"Of course I have his back." Matt mumbles stubbornly
"Well go and prove it." Lita replies sternly.
"You're right… I love you Amy."
Lita chuckles at the use of her real name. "Amy? Wow that was very serious… but I love you too Matt. I'm watching it all now anyway so phone me once Jeff wins the title."
"You really think he can do it?" Matt scoffs.
"Of course… Same way I believe you could take on Stone Cold or Triple H. We're always the underdogs and we always surprise people. That's what we're about." Lita hangs up on her boyfriend while she watches the rest of Smackdown in her hospital bed.
"Introducing the challenger…"
Jeff's music plays and the whole arena roars. He was definitely a fan favourite and Jeff loved it that way. He had a lot of heart and courage - especially to face someone like The Game and challenge his masculinity and humble his wife. He really is that Damn Good.
"Being accompanied by his brother, Matt Hardy."
Jeff looks to the side and see's Matt rub Jeff's shoulder. A smile approaches Jeff's face, a sense of hope had been retained. His brother was here, it was nice to know that he wouldn't be doing this alone. Stone Cold went home with his wife Debra after he verbally abused her backstage which would mean Triple H was on his own with nothing but his witch of wife to support him. She was bad enough to have by your side of the ring, she was conniving and a cheat but at least she wouldn't be getting sledgehammers and steel chairs like Stone Cold. Well maybe she would - but I think we'd all rather face Stephanie McMahon with a chair in her hand rather than Stone Cold Steve Austin.
It's the middle of the main event - Triple H is dominating Jeff like everybody believed he would. He's the Game, he is that damn good; as much as Jeff hates to admit it. Matt is on the outside playing cheerleader for his brother attempting to revitalise his energy but Matt was right - Jeff is part of a tag team, he tags in and out and recouperates his energy unfortunately Matt isn't there to jump in for a few minute while Jeff recovers.
Triple H lies on top of Jeff after delivering the pedigree to the young wrestler. This is it… Game over.
"1…."
Jeff can hear the count, he hasn't got anything left to give. The chair shots from Austin and Triple H on Raw were enough to slow down his momentum. He's done…
"2…"
Suddenly with a burst of energy, Jeff remembers why he's doing this. It's the principle of the match… Triple H thinks he and his wife can do what they want, to who they want. Whether it was pride or a sudden hit of adrenaline Jeff found something deep inside his gut that made him forget about the pain - it was now or never…
Jeff pushes his shoulder away from the mat.
Nobody can believe it… Not his brother Matt or his opponent Hunter not even himself.
Hunter holds his heads in hands, on his knees in disbelief. He begins to argue with the referee accusing him of a slow 3 count. Jeff knows he needs to do something. He fights back with everything he has catching Hunter by surprise and hitting him with a DDT quickly and effectively. The crowd cheer and everybody in the arena can feel the momentum change… The atmosphere is electric. People are becoming believers.
Trish is watching from the back watching while Jeff takes back control in the match. She notices Stephanie try to grab a steel chair and hit Matt in the back as he tries to stop her. Trish runs out of the locker room and down the ramp.
'You're not getting away with this…' She thinks to herself. 'Not this time'
As Stephanie approaches the ring as Jeff sets himself up for The Swanton Bomb. She goes to hit him off of the top rope when she's hit by Trish's unstoppable force off of the steel steps and both females go flying.
As if no interruption was possible, Jeff glides through the air hitting the Swanton Bomb. Rolling over Hunter, the referee begins to count.
"1…"
'This can't be happening…'
"2…"
'He's going to kick out…'
"3…"
Jeff's music begins to blare from the speakers.
"The winner of the match and the new Intercontinental Champion Jeff Hardy!"
'No time to celebrate, get out the ring' Jeff thinks to himself grabbing his new belt and escaping through to the top of the ramp with his brother and Trish. Stephanie gets up from the solid flooring under the ring in a state of shock. The smug smile wiped straight off her face, Hunter sat in the middle of the ring losing his temper and pushing the referee straight out the ropes. He stands up screaming at The Hardy Boys and Trish, inaudible with the noise of the crowd but you didn't have to be psychic to know what he was saying.
Trish holds Jeff's left arm in the air and Matt holds his right arm in the air. He was victorious. He had just done the impossible. He had proved everybody wrong and even himself wrong. Now he has to deal with the consequences of his success.
