And again, the italisized lettering is Cena's thoughts. The underlined is Trish's thoughts.
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Chapter 12: Don't Mention It Part 3
A few minutes later, John's music booms through the arena
"You can't see me
My time is now"
The WWE Universe erupts in cheers as their newest favorite WWE superstar makes his way down the ramp & into the ring. A few moments later, "My Time Is Now" has stopped playing & it was silent in the arena besides the women cheering for John as he took his shirt off.
"Booooom!"
The audience in the front row jump at this abrupt bang of fiery pyro, as did John a tad bit. The Big Red Monster begins to make his way down the ramp staring a hole right through John the entire time.
Oh my God. Is he staring at me like that? And what is this? Goosebumps?
John watches Kane in pure horror as Kane stops in front of the ring to laugh an eerie, psychopathic laugh the fans have seen time & time again before Kane does something tremendously horrible to someone.
He's gonna kill me...
Kane makes his way up the steel stairs & into the center of the ring as John wisely backs himself up against the ring ropes next to the referee. Kane raises both of his arms high above his head before he brings them down to set off some more teriffying pyro, this time from the turnbuckles. John jumps high in the air frightened once again. Kane sees this & laughs knowing he has the advantage, for many reasons but mainly because he has the psychological advantage. John rubs his arms and shoulders to help rid them of the goosebumps. John was clearly intimidated by the Monster. As Kane positioned himself on the opposite side of the ring, John had a moment to clear his head.
Alright Johnny. This is what you wanted. He's just a man. Given he's a 7 foot, 320 pound monster, but he's still a man. And all men have a weakness. Now you just gotta find it.
As the referee, Mike Chioda, briefly told Kane the rules of the match, Kane bent down to adjust his left knee pad and shake his leg. John smirks upon seeing this.
And I think I found it.
Kane looks at Mike who is clearly beginning to annoy him, & screams in his face.
Kane: Ring the bell! (Upon being frightened & intimidated, Mike signals for the starting bell.)
Ding, ding, ding.
Don't fuck this up John.
John bounces his back up against the turnbuckle before stepping away and shaking his hands to rid himself of any nerves. John moves in quickly for a test of strength. Kane locks up with John only to easily overpower the smaller man & shove him half way across the ring.
I hope I'm right about this...
Kane charges at John but John quickly dodges out of harm's way by leaping to the floor on the right. Kane stops himself against the ring ropes obviously frustrated. But before Kane can retaliate he feels a major sting to the back of his left knee as he falls face first to the mat. John has chop blocked Kane in the back of the knee.
Hey, it worked!
Being thrilled with being able to get the big man down, John follows up with a few stomps to the knee & a modified shin breaker over the knee. Kane writhes in pain as John jumps from the mat to look down at Kane. Without giving Kane much time to recooperate, John wraps Kane's left leg into his arms & flips Big Red onto his stomach in a single-legged Boston Crab. Kane screams out in agony which causes the fans to jump to thier feet.
Fans: Tap, tap, tap, tap! (John hears the cheers & leans back to iniate more pain. The fans cheer louder as Kane screams louder in pain. Kane reaches for the ropes but John has him center ring, far from any ropes. Kane raises his right hand to tap out when John notices two figures running down the ramp towards the ring.
Not these two again...
Lita jumps up on the ring apron to distract the ref as Edge runs around the other side of the ring. As the ref is busy arguing with Lita to get down & distracting John, Edge grabs a steel chair from under the ring & has slid into the ring with it. Edge holds it up next to his head like a baseball bat sizing Cena up. All of a sudden, the fans go from booing horrifically, to cheering wildly. Trish Stratus is running down the ramp towards Lita. Trish jumps up onto the ring apron right next to Lita & grabs the vixen's lava colored hair & thrusts her backwards, head first onto the mats outside. Cena smiles at Trish as the ref yells for her to get down. Cena turns around to face his opponent Kane only to see Edge charging at him with a steel chair. Cena wisely ducks to avoid the blunt hit, & punches Edge as he turns around. With Edge stunned for a moment, & the referee yelling at Trish who is now on the mat standing over Lita yelling in her face, Cena runs full speed at Edge clotheslining him straight from the ring.
Now where's that big red...
Cena's throat begins to close as he looks into the discolored eyes of the man ready to chokeslam him. Kane lifts Cena up for a chokeslam only to get it reversed by Cena by pushing his hand away. Cena hoists the 320 pounder on top of his shoulders & slams him back first onto the steel chair Edge dropped when Cena punched him. Kane's back arches forward in pain as Cena kicks the steel chair out of the ring & hooks his leg for the pin. Trish sees this & throws her hands up in surrender to the ref who's been screaming for her to leave ringside. Trish begins backing herself up the ramp when Mike Chioda turns around to see Cena pinning Kane.
One, two, three!
"You can't see me!
My time is now!"
The audience erupts in crazy cheers as they jump to their feet to congratulate John on his huge win. Trish smiles as she turns and heads towards the back. Mike grabs Cena's wrist and raises it in victory just as Cena notices the blonde heading to the back. John slides out of the ring to follow her.
Backstage in his office, Eric Bishoff has been watching the match. He sees the ref raise Cena's hand in victory, which sets him over the top.
Eric: Damn it! (Bishoff's "problem solver", Tyson Tomko, who has been standing next to Eric's desk with his arms crossed, looks over at Eric.)
Tomko: Don't worry about it boss. He won't get so lucky next week. The luckiest he'll get is what that skank lets him get. (Eric smiles ear to ear before laughing histerically. He then stands up & pats Tomko on the chest with a toothy grin.)
Eric: That's the truest & funniest thing I've ever heard you say Tomko. & to think I never thought of you as the funny guy. (Eric looks back at the plasma tv as Cena rolls out of the ring to follow Trish.)
Eric: & from what I hear, she doesn't put out much. (It's Tomko's turn to laugh now.)
Tomko: That couldn't get any truer boss. (Eric laughs once again, then turns the monitor off.)
Eric: So I guess John isn't going to be getting lucky anytime soon. Especially not next week when he faces me. (Tomko smirks as Eric rubs his hands together conspicuously.)
Cena pushes through the curtains to see Trish making her way back to her locker room.
John: Trish! (Trish turns around and sees it's John. She smiles as he walks up to her.)
John: What was... (A smile spreads across his face revealing his dimples, not being able to speak in shock. Trish crosses her arms.)
Trish: Well you know what they say, pay back's a bitch. And the Rated R Duo got some of what I've been owing them. (John nods to agree.)
John: Thanks. (Trish nods as a way to say your welcome.)
Trish: I owed you too. You saved my ass out there a couple of times, I might as well just return the favor. (John crosses his arms.)
John: And you did a damn good job with it. (Trish smiles and looks down for a mere second before looking back up at John.)
Trish: Yea, what can I say? I'm good like that. (Trish brushes imaginery dirt from her shoulder to add an effect of cockiness. John laughs & shakes his head in disbelief.)
John: Your crazy. (Trish nods.)
Trish: Yea, I know.
John: Well you fit in with the rest of us around here. (Trish gets a look of "You said it" as she nods in agreement.)
Trish: That's definitely true. I mean, we beat the hell out of eachother for a living.
John: And it's the greatest job in the world.
Trish: You got that right. (They look at eachother with smiles plastered almost permanently on both of their faces.)
She's absolutely stunning.
Awww, he has dimples.
Both of them begin to blush a little, which causes them to both speak at the same time.
Both: Well, I really should go. (They smile at this coincidence.)
Both: Jinx, you owe me a soda. (They once again smile but with a little bit of small laughter at saying the same thing at the same time again.)
Both: That's so weird. (Their smiles get bigger.)
That's so crazy.
Three times in a row?
Both: I'm gonna... (They both pause simultaneously having spoken together for a fourth time.)
John: Go ahead. Laters first.
Trish: I was gonna say I gotta go take a shower. (John nods.)
John: And so was I. So I'll see you later.
Trish: Ok. Bye.
John: Bye. (They both turn to head in opposite directions.)
Next week, John would have to face Eric Bishoff in a match to determine whether or not Trish would get a rematch at Lita & the WWE Women's Championship. But of course Trish didn't know this. Not yet anyway. Although John felt he had that match in a bag, he was far from right.
END OF CHAPTER 12 PART 3 OF CHAPTER 10
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