Chapter 25: Loss.
The Citadel
7 ½ months to Wrestlemania
There had been bloodshed on both sides but the wounded were mostly angels. Barrett's wrist was shattered on the last raid. Roman had a knife wound in the abdomen. One of the Horsemen, Pestilence, had a cursed wound on his chest and was running a high fever. One of the Usos had a fractured ankle. Tommy Dreamer had a bum hip (besides the fork in his shoulder) and it was acting up.
Not to mention Shane McMahon in a deep unending coma.
Now, Chris Jericho was fighting for his life and Natalya could do nothing for him- especially while God was in deep meditation and Bret not having any of the Christ powers yet.
Natalya, Gods healer, looked Chris over again. His vitals were not stabilizing. He had several broken ribs that she set in place. Every joint was broken and the man was in serious pain. Muscles were shredded. He was concussed. And he was bleeding severely.
There was only one way to ease his pain now.
The Undertaker came in and all the angels scattered for when Death knocked- it was wise not to answer.
Tears ran Chris's cheeks and he hoarsely whispered "Please"
Dean and Punk came in to show their respects because nothing could be done.
Taker stood over the younger mans bed and put his hand on Chris's chest.
And with a final breathe- John the Baptist was no more.
He had served his purpose.
A scream of anger rose up from Natalya as she sprouted her wings. Her anger was just and no one disagreed she was wrong in her anger.
No one stopped her- Not even Bret.
She crashed out a window and out into the world.
Natalya flew over the citadel- the anger consumed her. The McMahons were the reason why her Uncle Owen had passed and now one of her friends had just died. She was fuming and furious and headed for hell itself.
Bret said nothing. But when he turned, he looked at Punk and Ambrose-but they had the sense not to hit back. On the other hand, a former diva named Lita- who was Mary Magdalene- had Natalya's back.
Bret nodded.
In Hell
Stephanie smelled something in the air and summoned Nicki Bella
The Whore of Babylon.
"Find out what that is and STOP IT," Stephanie said as her 9.99 tattoo that mysteriously appeared one day, burned her. Really it was a 666 tattoo but who would argue with the antichrist once she found a new catchphrase.
Paige went with her. As did Eva "I can't wrestle" Marie
Outside the WWE building, HELL
Eva Marie's burned red as red as her hair. Paige's eyes were black as her soul.
Nicki was as fake as her tits and her acting but still maintained a fake smile that endeared her to Stephanie McMahon.
Natalya landed near them and was as angry as she had ever been.
A vortex opened behind her and Lita appeared on a Harley.
It was two against three.
"Where is that BITCH," Natalya screamed. "She needs to pay for what has happened!"
"Ms. McMahon cannot be bother with the likes of you," Nicki said, anger oozing from her mouth,
"I hope her end comes quick because we will not give her mercy when the end comes." Lita said.
That is when Eva Marie made a stupid choice and tried to charge Lita. Lita, picked her up effortlessly and broke her in half.
Then there were two.
Stupid girl, she should have left the wrestling to the adults.
Natayla was the next to strike,; she took out Page with a lariat move. She was defiantly more of a wrestler than a Diva. Her family had sought to that. She was a real champion.
Lita looked at Nicki, Nicki was either scared or smart- or a little bit of both because she didn't move.
So Lita touched Natalya on her shoulder- it was time to go. Natalya's anger had subsided.
Lita smiled and waved at Nicki, who would have been crushed the Total Diva but instead both Heavlly warriors backed off and left.
Nicki and a beaten Page took Eva Marie back to their mistress.
Back in Hell's headquarters- Stephanie was not happy.
She took a knife to Eva's throat and fed.
Back in Heavens head quarters
Natalya had nothing to say to anyone but went back to her Medbay.
Jericho's body was covered with a sheet.
Bret sat there and held vigil over the corpse. He had nothing he could do to make it better.
"Revenge is not worth our resolve," Bret said.
"But neither is sitting here and doing nothing," Natalia said. " We are weak- we should not be victims but we should be leading the charge,"
Bret looked at her and said nothing.
Natalya walked away in disgust.
From the shadows Emma emerged and Bret held his hand over Chris Jericho and breathed life into him.
There was a surge of power in the room and wounds started to heal.
Natalya was right. Stuff needed be done.
A leader needed to rise.
Heaven needed to go get shit done.
Bret walked over to Daniel Bryan: "Wake up boy,"
"Its Pestilence chump," Daniel said getting off the bed, green ooze coming out of his mouth. "Don't ever call me boy,"
"Good..Good," Emma said, "Horsemen are resilient,"
Bret stood there and smiled: " Wrestlemania is in less than 8 months,"
"I know," Emma said, She wasn't worried.
