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Kendall had been unpacking her bags when Trish knocked on the door. Kendall smiled, motioning her in.
"Hey mom, what's up?" Kendall asked.
Trish sat on Kendalls bed and patted the spot beside her. "I know something happened between you and Jeff. I want details!"
"Well...Jeff and I didn't speak for about a week and during that time, Mike and I broke up. I didn't get to go to prom, but I was okay with that. Prom night was the night that Jeff and I told eachother how we felt about each other." Kendall fixed Trish with a mock stern. "You should have told me, Mom!"
Trish laughed. Kendall wrinkled her nose at that. "I wasted so much time. But either way, I got Jeff and that's all that matters. Well, at least I'll have him when I turn 18. We decided it would be best not to pursue anything until then."
Trish nodded. "Good, I'm glad you both are being smart about this. Well, it sounds like you finally realized who you wanted."
Kendall smiled, blushing. "Yeah...and I can't wait to get him."
Two days later...During Raw Live
All the members of DX stood in the middle of the ring, Stephanie McMahon included.
"Last week, during mine and Chyna's match...Maria and Kendall took it upon themselves to come down to the ring and interfere in our match." Lita said.
"Kendall, you say you're coming after the belt, well I saw we're coming after you." Chyna said, taking the mic from Lita.
Hunter took the mic from Chyna and spoke when the crowd quieted.
"Every single week, DX proves that they are the leading force in the WWE. Ric Flair and Shawn Michaels did it by beating Randy Orton and Batista. Lita has done it by beating Trish and Maria. Brock Lesner's shown it by beating Jeff Hardy and I've shown it by beating John Cena." he snapped.
Hunter was cut off by The Crew's music coming on. John, Randy, Dave, Jeff, Trish, Maria and Kendall walked out on stage, with John and Kendall holding mics. The crowd was on thier feet, stomping and cheering to the music. When the cheering died down, Kendall put the mic to her mouth and started to speak.
"Now Triple H, if you're going to start telling stories, you have to tell the whole story. You've left out some details." she said.
"What details would that be?" Hunter asked.
"How about the fact that the only reason Rick Flair and Shawn Michaels won was because Brock came down in the middle of the match and helped?!" Kendall motioned towards Brock. "Or the fact that Brock Lesner didn't win his match all on his own either. He had help from Lita. And speaking of Lita...she had help too, Triple H. From you. Every single match she's won, she's only won because you've been there to help her."
"Hey! That's not true! I can win my own matches!" Lita shouted.
John lifted his mic, glaring daggers at Hunter. "And Triple H, lets get one thing straight. The only reason you won those two matches against me was because you had some help from that little bitch right there!" he said pointing to Steph. John paused as the crowd started chanting slut towards Stephanie. Stephanie narrowed her eyes as Triple H spewed threats towards the fans.
"You haven't proven that DX is better, Triple H. You've proven that the members of DX can't win thier matches, unless someone helps them!" John said. The crowd went nuts as DX paced back and forth in the ring, scowling at the two Cena's.
John smirked. "You think you're so much better than us? Prove it! At Absolution...DX vs. The Crew!!"
"You're on!" Triple H said and the crowd cheered.
"DX is gonna kick your ass, John Cena, especially with me in thier corner!" Stephanie said.
John smiled. "Steph...I'm glad you feel that way because I have a little surprise for you. See..I knew that you would want to be there for your man..for DX, so you're joining the match! On the DX side it will be Triple H, Ric Flair, Shawn Michaels, Brock Lesner, Lita, Chyna and the billion dollar princess herself...Stephanie McMahon!"
Triple H took the mic and smirked. "John...you must be on crack! Hey man...we have more team members than you, but if you still want to get your asses kicked, that's fine by me." Triple H said.
John smiled. "Actually Triple H...we're even. You see, I wasn't done. Dx will have Triple H, Shawn Michaels, Ric Flair, Brock Lesner, Lita, Chyna and Stephanie McMahon...but The Crew will have John Cena, Randy Orton, Batista, Jeff Hardy, Trish Stratus, Maria and..."
John paused for a moment. "... Kendall Cena."
Members from DX spit out thier protests and anger as the crowd cheered for the smirking Crew members.
"Hey, we're not done! Lita you say you can win your own matches, how 'bout we test that theory tonight! You and Chyna against me and Maria!" Kendall said.
"You want us? You got us!" Chyna replied, cracking her knuckles. Stephanie took the mic from Chyna.
"Fine it's a match. In this very ring, Lita and Chyna with me in thier corner, against Kendall and Maria." she said. The crowd went wild and over the noise, Trish took the mic from Kendall.
"Oh, hey Steph...just in case you get any bright ideas about helping tonight...I'm gonna be at ringside right along with you. If you mess with thier match and I'm gonna mess with you!"
The night was going great for the members of The Crew. Randy and Batista had won thier match against Brian Kendrick and Paul London. Trish had won her match against Mickie James and John had won his match against Bobby Lashley. Jeff's ladder match had produces some injuries for the high flyer. Jeff had bandaged ribs and a dislocated shoulder, but he didn't care. He had beaten Brock and that was all that mattered.
The entire group was waiting for Kendall to get back to the locker room. With all that happened during the last few minutes of the match, they knew she was going to be upset. Stephanie had jumped onto the ropes, trying to get into the ring when Maria was going for the cover. Trish had chased Steph around the ring and into the backstage area, leaving both sides without someone in thier corner.
The choas had distracted the ref and Chyna was able to sneak the women's championship belt into the ring and hit Maria over the head with it. Maria was able to land a low to Chyna's head and had tagged in Kendall. Kendall had ran at Chyna and jumped on top of her. When Lita got inside the ring, Kendall side stepped, watching as Lita flew over the top rope from momentum and landed on the floor of the arena, near the announcers table.
Kendall had her back to the audience, set up to spear Chyna. When the larger woman stumbled to her feet, Kendall was about to attack when she saw Brock Lesner standing out on the stage. The ref saw him too and was yelling at him to go back into the locker rooms.
Kendall turned her attention back to Chyna and as Chyna got to her feet, Kendall speared her, knocking the diva right back to the ground. Before she had a chance to cover, with Brock keeping the official busy, Triple H snuck through the crowds and entered the ring, behind her. When she turned, she was pedigreed. Triple H drug Chyna over on top of Kendall and then went back into teh crowds. As Brock left, the ref turned around and slid to the floor. One...Two...Three! Kendall and Maria had lost.
Everyone's head lifted as the door was slammed open and a furious looking Kendall walked in, camera's following.
"That jerk!" Kendall muttered.
"Kendall...it was your first match. You did good, even if you didn't win." Jeff said. Kendall gave him a look.
"I would have had a better chance if Triple H hadn't given me a pedigree." Kendall told her dad.
"I'll take care of it, Kendall." John said.
"Yeah...you just leave those bastards to us, Kendall." Batista said. The others rose, voicing the same opinion.
Kendall shook her head.
"I appreciate that you want to. I really do. But this is one fight I don't need help on." A mischevious smile curled on Kendall's lips. "I know exactly how to handle this."
Later that night, the main even, Triple H vs. Carlito is just about to end. Triple H delivers a pedigree to Carlito, gets the pinfall and wins the match. It's at this time, Kendall appears on the the titantron above the stage entrance, making Triple He's celebration short-lived. She's standing back her hands clapping at Triple H's victory in a mocking manner.
"Congratulations, Triple H, on winning a match without someone helping you. But you see...you haven't quite gotten the concept just yet, because earlier tonight...you made some mistakes. You made the mistake of getting involved in my match. You made the mistake of giving me a pedigree and most importantly, Triple H..." Kendall leaned a little coser to the camera, her expression hardening. "Most importantly, Triple H, you pissed off the people's neice!"
Kendall silently growled at the camera as the audience started chanting at Triple H.
"Because of you, I lost my debut match, Triple H. So, I have to agree with the thousands of San Antonio fans. You are an asshole!"
The crowd cheered, and Triple H cussed them out as Kendall smirked at him from the big screen.
"Here's what you forgot to realize, you jackass. I'm Kendall Cena. I don't just get angry. No, no...I get angry...and then...I get even! It could be tonight! It could be tomorrow...one week from now...hell one year from now! I promise you this, Triple H...you will feel my wrath! It's gonna come hard and it's gonna come fast, right when you least expect it. Stone Cold Steve Austin, The Rock, The Undertaker, John Cena...even Vince McMahon...you think payback from them is bad? It's nothing compared to what I'm gonna do to you, Triple H. I'm gonna hit you where it will hurt you the most! And when it happens, Triple H, you will know beyond a shadow of a doubt, that no one...and I mean NO ONE messes with Kendall Cena!"