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FERAL EDGE

BY: SAGE360

Disclaimer: Mutant-X, Don't Own Them...Same for the WWE. Sorry!

Hey all! Sorry this took so long to get up, but you know how things go. Thanks for all the reviews and e-mails! Your responses have been great. It's good to know that a lot of you were looking for this type of crossover, so I hope you enjoy the chapter.

UNDER THE SKIN

Lita... who'd been sitting nearby watching everyone else, soon climbed into the ring. Slender and agile, the redhead stood rotating her neck and waiting for contact. She crouched forward, hands to knees and glared at the smaller blonde entering the ropes. Female ferals have the strangest 'connections' and while there's an understanding of the other's basic nature, that never ending battle for dominance is always a factor. Shalimar leaned against the ropes momentarily, watching as the woman's dark eyes went gold. Something told her this 'group' was careful not to go feral on television, but the anticipation of the fight, the moment- it could be enough to break one's control.

"New meat." Lita smirked as she stepped forward. "I'll 'try' to go easy on you."

The blonde grinned, before moving toward her competition. "Easy on me? Don't worry about it, Sometimes... I have a soft spot for redheads."

Brennan watched from the sidelines as the two began a fierce match. They really were evenly matched and kept going at each other in a rush of moves. Shalimar enjoyed flying from the top rope nearly as much as the redhead and executed some of the most dangerous moves he'd ever seen- up close anyway. But as the fight went on, he noticed something else. The guys were beginning to circle the ring and seemed just as interested as Vince in the match. But there was something more to them. They seemed...hungry.

Fidgeting with the tape on his hands, the elemental caught sight of something brewing. Not far from Shalimar's corner, Hunter and Dave were 'conversating'- a little too quietly. He'd seen them with Jordan before, which was harmless enough since they all worked together. But now, they were just close- too close. And much too interested. Shit! He thought to himself, maybe this feral thing is rubbing off on me. Maybe it was just how he felt for the blonde. Never the less, it was time that he sat down with Jordan and really found out about RAW.

But that search scratched his nerves even more. Brennan had only taken a few steps when he saw her talking to Edge. They were watching the match as well, when she touched his arm after some joke he'd made. The act was innocent- his reaction wasn't. The wrestler seemed to devour her with his eyes, and kept staring at her so intently. The elemental raised his water bottle in thought, knowing that his dislike of this 'situation' was completely unbalanced. Jordan was a grown woman (something he'd obviously learned during her time with Mutant X). But this guy was unsettled, and nearly ready to jump. Either she didn't see it or merely ignored it. Taking another swig of the water, Brennan knew they'd have to talk about this later. Edge must think he is some kind of animal.

Brennan nearly choked when the man's eyes went gold -and snapped out of it when Shal slammed into the mat.

Lita had caught her with some high-flying flip, knocking the blonde into the ring floor. The impact was shattering, and seemed to echo off of every rib in her torso. But Shalimar knew better, the redhead was charging and before she could stop, the blonde's foot connected soundly with her stomach. Flipping back onto her feet, she got ready to charge.

The ring bell sounded.

"That was great!" Vince grinned as he entered between the ropes, applauding the women.

"Wow...but I can't let you kill each other. Not yet, anyway." The blonde smirked at his joke. "So, Shalimar, right?"

"...Right."

"How would you like a spot in the women's division on Raw?"

Looking at the redhead, she smiled almost sadistically. "When do I start?'

"Well, soon. Now, you won't be on television for a while. You'll have to work the dark matches and house shows to get a build up with the audience. But when the time's right, you'll be on."

"Well," the feral replied while shaking his hand. "Count me in." They spoke for awhile longer, before she jumped out of the ring. The contact had been exhilarating, nearly tingling. She even jumped at the tap on her shoulder.

"Good match." Hunter smirked before handing the woman an unopened bottle of water. "How long you been training?"

"Off and on for a while..." She replied, which was the most she could manage. Now, her adrenaline was kicking into the senses racing inside her. His scent was overpowering and hypnotic all at once. But, she knew better. If she could sense him, he could sense her. Just what the hell had Jordan gotten into since she left the team?"Thanks for the water."

"No problem...If you ever want to train or work out together, just look for me."

Her eyebrow rose at the offer. "What? Are you always around or something?"

Grinning dangerously, the large man winked at her before walking away. "Something like that..."

"She'd better watch that..."

Brennan looked up from the tape now unraveling from his hands and checked back into the conversation he was having with Chris (Jericho) and Randy. "Watch what?" he asked.

"That thing with Hunter...He's up to no good."

The elemental stood, watching as Jordan walked over with yet another blonde woman. He knew who she was and smiled as the women engaged in small talk. If he was right in his theory, all of them were some kind of mutants. It would make sense after watching Shalimar's interaction with some of them. He have to do some digging -soon.

"Dude." Randy Orton grinned. "Come on. We'll introduce you to Trish." He pointed bak to the women and in particular the blonde who'd Jordan had brought over.

Jericho smirked before following the man, his mind on a match between the nearly identical women. "Shalimar and Trish...I'd pay to see that."