Chapter 4: Desire

Hunter and Trish walked into the arena. On their way to the locker rooms they ran into Rob Van Dam.

"Hey Trish.....Hunter."

"Hi Rob" Trish said

" Trish, Bischoff wants to see you in his office...and Hunter...Flair is waiting for you in your locker room...he looks tense."

"Ok thanks Rob. Trish I'll see you after the show ok?"

"Yeah...have a good match."

"Thanks....you too."

He threw his bag over his shoulder and started walking to his locker room.

"Well Trish I'll be in the crowd...good luck in your match tonight."

"Thanks Rob...Enjoy the show."

Trish picked up her things and walked to Bischoff's office. She walked up to his door and was about to knock on his door when Shawn Michaels emerged from the room.

"Hey there."

"Hi."

"Bischoff wants to see you..."

"I know."

"Want me to take your stuff to you locker room?"

"Yeah sure...thanks."

"No problem. I'll see you later."

"Bye."

He grabbed her stuff and made his way to her locker room. Trish knocked on the door to the G.M's office.

"Come in."

"You wanted to see me?"

"Yes I did. Tonight you have a title defense against....Nidia, What kind of match do you want?"

Trish began to feel a combination of anger and sadness.

"I don't want a match against Nidia...I'm not in the mood to deal with her..."

"Well then Trish, it's either that or you will be stripped of your title."

Just then Edge burst into the room.

"Whoa...whoa...wait a minute Bischoff you strip titles for bullshit reasons..."

"Edge this has nothing to do with you, so... leave my office before I call security." Bischoff threatened.

Edge left the room with his tail between his legs even though he wanted to turn around and punch him in the mouth.

"Let me think about it ok?"

"Fine, but don't take too long or I'll decide for you."

Trish walked out of the office and made her way to her locker room.

Hunter walked to his locker room. He opened the door to find the Nature Boy pacing back and fourth.

"Hey man calm down...you're gonna run a trail in the floor..." He said laughing slightly.

Flair looked up instantly and walked directly over to Hunter.

"Do you realize what tonight is Hunter?"

"Yeah man...calm down."

"Obviously you don't understand..."

"Tell me Ric what don't I understand?"

"You do realize that if you lose your match that you'll lose your title to someone who is going to soil that gold...someone who isn't worthy of such a fabulous prize..."

Hunter Crossed his arms and the Nature Boy like he was crazy.

"Yes I do know that...you think I'm actually going to lose?"

"Well Hunter you haven't exactly won many matches this week and you have never beaten him."

Hunter put his hand on Ric's shoulder as Ric crossed his arms.

"That's all part of my plan...you have to make sacrifices to get ahead in the game...you've got to play dirty...you'll see."

Hunter walked over to a chair put his bag down, unzipped it and took his stuff out.

"I'm going to get ready...oh and Ric...don't worry...I have everything under control."

Trish was finishing up getting ready for her match when someone knocked on the door.

"Who is it?"

"It's me...Lita."

"Oh, come in."

Lita entered Trish's locker room.

"What's up?"

"Bischoff told me to tell you that he wants you to go to the ring now...he sounded serious..."

"....oh....ok."

Trish walked pass Lita and out into the hallway.

"Oh and he wants you to take your belt with you..."

"Oh...ok."

She walked back in, grabbed her belt and then made her way to the ring.

Trish walked down the ramp and climbed the steel steps into the ring.

"Trish you have been called to the ring because you have taken too long to answer my question about your match tonight..."

Trish looked around. The whole arena was silent.

"Trish...I hereby....strip you of your WWE women's champion title!"

Trish's jaw dropped to the canvas. She couldn't believe it. She was a 5 time women's champion and she had been stripped of her title. Before she could say anything, Evolutions music played. Out came Batista, Triple H, and Ric Flair. They walked to the ring. The whole time Triple H eyed Bischoff. The three Evolution members entered the ring. They stood there, looked around, then Batista ripped the mic right out of Bischoff's hand and handed it to Triple H. Triple H took the mic and looked around at the crowd. The crowd began to boo Evolution. Triple H lifted the microphone to his lips.

"Now...now...is that necessary? I'm not here to start something....or maybe I am."

He turned and looked at Bischoff. Triple H looked him straight in the eye and pointed at him.

"You....do you realize how asinine this is? Just because Trish hasn't made up her mind about her match."

"Do you-" Triple H cut him off.

"Champions stick together...I suggest that you rethink your decision about the women's title....or you'll deal with Evolution...along with many other superstars in the locker room."

"My mind has been made up!" Bischoff retorted

"Ok then..."

Triple H signaled for Ric, Batista, and Trish to leave the ring. He put the mic down and stood still staring at Bischoff. Bischoff was puzzled. Then he figured out what was going on, but before he could do anything Triple H kicked him in the gut and Pedigreed him. Hunter's music played as he turned to exit the ring . Trish looked directly into Hunter's eyes when he turned her way. 'Why is he being so nice ?' She thought to herself. 'Why do I suddenly feel like I desire him?' Trish was confused. She stood there puzzled when Batista and Triple H lifted her arms in victory like she had won her match. Trish's music played as they walked up the ramp. She had a strong ally now. One that wouldn't let anyone walk on her.