Lita held hands with Edge as they made it to the ring. They received more cheers than hate at this point, but she was hoping that the crowd would boo Edge now. He had such a big ego that he couldn't even look past himself. Lita have Edge a slight smile as he got into the ring. She had made her way onto the outside, waiting for the competitors to be announce. Of course, Jillian didn't know who it was either. That's what made it such a scare for Edge, there was never any surprise for him anymore. Everyone was on his side in everything at this point in his career. But his time nobody knew, McMahon had tricked him this time.
"And the challenger." Jillian spoke loud into the microphone. The crowd was silent, everything seemed to stop for a moment as everyone wondered who it was.
Then the loudest burst of sound erupted, long with blood red flames as the lighting was drenched in a familiar darkness she once knew.
"What the fuck!" She'd heard Edge saying.
Kane made his way out like a shadow, a eerie smirk in his face. Lita didn't like it one bit. How was he up for the championship. It had to be a joke, right?
Edge only stared as Kane stepped over the top rope, his heavy feet shaking the ring below them. Kane towered over Edge, seeming to have gotten even taller over the time. Lita stood away, noticing he hadn't even acknowledged her at all.
The bell sound and the men began to struggle. Kane got he advantage by pushing Edge over the ropes with aggression. Edge fell hard to the floor, forcing himself up once he saw Kane coming out of the ring towards him. Edge limped away from the bigger man, his leg in pain.
Lita simply stood back, only letting herself watch the fight. He'd gotten larger, more muscular. She wasn't afraid of him though, but she remembered the state in was in when they'd ended it.
Kane finally grabbed Edge by the hair, pulling him to the floor again. Edge hit the back of his head hard this time. Kane laughed. It was as if he had been toying with Edge for fun at the moment. Kane pulled edge up, slinging him back into the ring.
Edge looked like he was out already, and it was just the beginning of the match. Suddenly, Edge quickly side struck Kane, kicking him hard in the temper. Kane laid there for a while, seeming a bit dazed by the blow.
"Give me the belt!" Edge yelled to Lita. He wanted to go ahead and end the match, before he got seriously hurt. He wasn't ready for a fight with Kane at the moment.
Lita ran to snatch the belt, rolling into the ring quickly so Edge could get the win. She looked down at Kane laying there motionless. She wanted to know if he was okay, for him to sit up. Edge grabbed for the belt, but Lita pulled it back. There was no way she would let him get a disqualification victory anymore.
"Give me the fucking belt!" Edge yelled at her.
"No." Lita shook her head. "I can't."
"You bitch, give MY the championship!" Edge went toward her, but Lita stood back out of the ring with the belt in hand. She was tired of this shit with him. This was her chance make something happen with her career besides being a side piece.
Kane sat up before Edge noticed. He was choke-slammed. Hard. Edge's body bounced on the mat on impact. Kane pulled him back up once again and gave him another hell bending choke-slam. Lita could hear Edge's head hit harder than before the second time. Kane didn't stop there though. He continued to brutalize the smaller man. Edge bleeding, from his nose and cheeks, was still trying to fight Kane. Edge's blood smeared on Kane's chest when he topped over trying to fight the big man back. It was obvious Kane had the match won. Kane finally gave one last laugh before he tombstones Edge, pinning him for the three count.
"And the winner, Kane!" Jillian announced far away from the ring, beside JR and Cole.
"It looks like Kane is back for vengeance." Cole said said.
"That's right Cole. It comes to show you that nothing is forgotten for that sick, demented bastard Kane." JR agreed.
"Watch that mouth JR, or you might be next. Ha. Ha!" Cole laughed at JR worried mug on his face.
It was the first time Kane looked towards Lita, but he only seemed interested in the championship belt. Lita made sure to hold eye contact with him, slowly pushing the belt into the ring for him to have. She could heart he heart echoing inside her as he got closer to her. Kane's nose twitched before he snatched to championship belt out of her grasp completely, hoisting it up high into the air along with the crowds cheering and booing.
Lita hurried away from the ring into the back, not interesting in checking on Edge at all. Why the hell did she feel so guilty as soon as she saw him, like he caught her red-handed? What was this feeling?
'I'm just going to get my bags and go. That would be best.' Lita said to herself.
She headed down the hall to the locker room, noticing Mr. McMahon standing in her way.
'Oh Shit! I fucked up really bad now!'
Lita placed her hand over her face, trying to mask herself as if he wouldn't notice her. She attempted to turn and find another way to go, but to no avail.
"Lita." McMahon shook his head at her attempt. "I have to talk to you."
Lita sighed, heading backs towards McMahon. She didn't care that she would be punished, maybe he would send her home and she would have to see her ex-husband? Lita smiled as she got closer to her boss.
"Sorry, I umm... I was looking for a bathroom." Lita obviously lied.
"You're not in any trouble. I came here to tell you that you did exactly what was need to be done. That was genius! The fans loved the flare of forgotten love." McMahon joked. "Okay so let's get done to the nitty gritty. I need you to keep this thing up. The stigma is already on a high from this."
"I can't!" Lita said before he realized.
"Well you better because that's the only way you will be getting the chance at a championship." McMahon crosses his arms. "Figure it out." McMahon left her to do as she pleased.
Lita went into the locker room, quickly grabbing her bag and everything she needed. She didn't want to hear Edge's mouth. She would find her a room and get the hell away from him and everything else. What the hell was going on?
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Kane exited the ring, his new championship on his shoulder. He wiped his sweaty brow as he ducked his head, going backstage now. This was perfect, exactly what wanted to happen. It was a rare occurrence, but he liked it. Kane looked up to see a full roster of superstars standing in around, seemingly waiting for him.
"Umm..." Kane was taken off guard by this. He eventually figure that maybe this was going to be a fight. Maybe they were behind Edge since he had been champion for so long. Kane lifted his chin, standing taller.
"Man, I thought that son'ova bitch would never lose that shit!" Stone Cole Steve Austin started the crowd of superstar up. "Give me a hell fucking yeah everybody!"
The crowd began to cheer, happy that someone had kicked Edge's snobby ass.
"Congratulations man." RVD said to his once close friend. Kane still seemed confused though. He wasn't used to this kind of thing.
"How about we all get some drinks tonight!" Road Dogg announces. "Let's put the drinks on McMahon's tab."
Everyone agreed. Kane figured he shouldn't say no to this kind of thing. It was once in a lifetime since he'd lost the mask. He remembers always going in with Taker to drink, trying to talk to the women there but being too shy. Taker always got a kick from watching Kane be so uncomfortable. Kane eventually agreed with them, heading to the roster's hotel bar from the arena.
It was one of the best night of his career. Everyone, even his old and current enemies were having fun, celebrating with him. Kane made sure he didn't get close to drunk. He still was on the edge about if they were trying to trick him. Kane drunk more of the alcoholic beverage that he never tried before. Jeff Hardy talked him into trying it out, and once Kane realized he wasn't much of anything like his brother Matt, he agreed. Jeff could care less about to past that had nothing to do with him. Kane figured that Jeff just wanted to have a good time alone with everyone else.
Kane leaned back against a wall, watching everyone dancing and having drunken fun for he night. He looked at the time, it was almost 3 in the morning. Kane eventually scoped out the reason why he was staying so long. A red head that had gotten his attention by dancing all over him like she wanted him. She just didn't know how much trouble she was about to get herself into.
Kane took the last gulps of his drink and swallowed hard. This wasn't something that he usually did, but it was only for a night so who gives a damn? He walked through the crowded floor up to the red head, watching her continue to dance. He felt stiff next to her. She looked at him and gave a smile and a quick wink. That was all it took for him to throw her over his shoulder and head out the door, heading the roaster cheering at him.
"What are you doing?" The redhead asked.
"Why does it look like," Kane said. "I'm going to fuck the HELL out of you."
"You haven't even cared to ask my name."
"That's because I don't care what your name is." Kane snickered.
"I feel so special." The woman laughed as Kane requested the elevator. "My name is Rose."
"I'm Kane." Kane replied.
"Interesting name. So how do you like it?"
"Very rough!"
"Mmm... my favorite."
"You'll regret saying that." Kane laughed. The elevator open as he smacked her hard on the rear.
—-
Lita stood in the elevator, waiting to get to the bottom floor to get a drink. She planned to get her own room for the night somewhere else, but McMahon got her a private room instead. It helped a lot financially. Lita leaned back against the wall of the elevator, waiting for it to come to a stop.
"Finally." She said aloud as the door opened. She was startled by who she saw. She and Kane made eye contact with one another. Lita could she the woman hanging over his shoulder, laughing. She swallowed hard, not knowing what to do. She couldn't understand why she felt so jealous all of a sudden. Kane just stared at her, feeling his hard on vanish. Lita's heart sunk a bit more when he wouldn't look away, like he expected her to do something. There was nothing she could do.
"Umm... I'm getting off here." Lita said, stepping around them. She hurried away.
"Lita." Kane called after her, but she continued to walk away as if he didn't say anything. He knew she didn't give a shit about him. So why did she help him win?
"Are we still going up." Rose asked.
"Yeah." Kane stepped on the elevator, watching Lita walk away as the doors closed. Why did he even care? He was trying to stay as far away from her as he could. But he wanted to ask her about why she didn't let Edge hit him with the belt. Kane pressed the button, heading to the room.
He'll feel better soon.