I was suposed to fight this PPV. Jeff told me so many
times to be careful. "Don't over do it." He said. I
hate a date with Kurt Angel. Yippy for me! I would
face him soon. Jeff came into the locker room and told
me about Lita.
"Oh." Was all I could say. Sure, I was the one who
told him that he should try, but I wasn't totally
serious.
"I supose you hate me too." Damien said. We were alone
in the locker room.
"If you're happy." I replied. "I have to go fight
Angel now."
"Good luck." He told me.
"Thank you."
I walked to the ramp and took a deep breath. Edge came
up behind me and placed a reasuring tap on my
shoulder. I took another deep breath and walked out as
my music started. I was greating with an amazing
screams and cheers. Then, Angel's music started.
We had our reasons to not get along. I was close with
Hunter and Rocky and he didn't like them too much. I
was right there with them when they'd go after Angel.
So, it was only a matter of time before out paths
would cross.
I started off strong. Keeping my leg in the back of my
mind. Angel didn't give a rat's ass about my injury.
That made it even harder to try and not hurt myself
again.
I was known for the risky moves that the Hardyz did.
Doing them hurt. But, I had to do them. Angel got
ahold of my and did an Olympic Slam. I knew I was
going to be in pain after that. But, I didn't expect
my right leg to go numb again. I has lost the feeling
in it. I lifted my shoulder up on the pin. And, while
Angel was fighting with the ref, I crawled out of the
ring, it was all I could do. Jeff noticed.
"Something's not right." He said.
"What makes you say that?" Adam asked.
"It's her leg, back, whatever." He answered. "I know."
"I agree with Jeff." Damien said. "She just crawled
out of the ring and she's near tears if not crying
already. God, I hope she's ok."
Angel noticed my escape and tried to grab at my hair
from inside the ring. I fell to the floor and crawled
as fast as I could away. I got to the anouncers table
and hid behind Michael Cole.
"I have to help." Jeff said getting up.
"Don't do anything stupid." Matt told him. "Angel'll
break your ankel too if he has to."
"Small price to pay." Jeff said.
"Look, I've got this covered." Rocky said to him. "I'm
working on going after the attackers, me and Test."
"Right, there's no need for you to get involved." Test
added.
"This isn't about the attackers!" Jeff yelled. "She's
hurt, I'm going to help her!"
He ran out. I had to keep on the move. I was now
hysterical crying. I had no feeling in my right leg
and that sensation was starting to move up into my
back and right side. If I didn't find some place to
go, I'd lose feeling in my entire right side.
I saw Jeff run out and beat the living hell out of
Angel. Ref was too busy making sure I was ok to
notice. Angel was hit with a surprise attack and
didn't know what to do. When Angel was out by a
perfectly exectued Twist Of Fate by Jeff, I crawled
into the ring and laid across Angel, and won.
I didn't move off him. Angel rolled me over and left
the ring in a mad rage. I was hysterical crying. Jeff
noticed and ran by my side.
"What's bothering you?" He asked.
"My right leg, I have no feeling. And, it's moving up
to my back." I managed between sobs. He bent down, and
in my hysterical fit, kissed me. He called for help
and I left in a stretcher.
times to be careful. "Don't over do it." He said. I
hate a date with Kurt Angel. Yippy for me! I would
face him soon. Jeff came into the locker room and told
me about Lita.
"Oh." Was all I could say. Sure, I was the one who
told him that he should try, but I wasn't totally
serious.
"I supose you hate me too." Damien said. We were alone
in the locker room.
"If you're happy." I replied. "I have to go fight
Angel now."
"Good luck." He told me.
"Thank you."
I walked to the ramp and took a deep breath. Edge came
up behind me and placed a reasuring tap on my
shoulder. I took another deep breath and walked out as
my music started. I was greating with an amazing
screams and cheers. Then, Angel's music started.
We had our reasons to not get along. I was close with
Hunter and Rocky and he didn't like them too much. I
was right there with them when they'd go after Angel.
So, it was only a matter of time before out paths
would cross.
I started off strong. Keeping my leg in the back of my
mind. Angel didn't give a rat's ass about my injury.
That made it even harder to try and not hurt myself
again.
I was known for the risky moves that the Hardyz did.
Doing them hurt. But, I had to do them. Angel got
ahold of my and did an Olympic Slam. I knew I was
going to be in pain after that. But, I didn't expect
my right leg to go numb again. I has lost the feeling
in it. I lifted my shoulder up on the pin. And, while
Angel was fighting with the ref, I crawled out of the
ring, it was all I could do. Jeff noticed.
"Something's not right." He said.
"What makes you say that?" Adam asked.
"It's her leg, back, whatever." He answered. "I know."
"I agree with Jeff." Damien said. "She just crawled
out of the ring and she's near tears if not crying
already. God, I hope she's ok."
Angel noticed my escape and tried to grab at my hair
from inside the ring. I fell to the floor and crawled
as fast as I could away. I got to the anouncers table
and hid behind Michael Cole.
"I have to help." Jeff said getting up.
"Don't do anything stupid." Matt told him. "Angel'll
break your ankel too if he has to."
"Small price to pay." Jeff said.
"Look, I've got this covered." Rocky said to him. "I'm
working on going after the attackers, me and Test."
"Right, there's no need for you to get involved." Test
added.
"This isn't about the attackers!" Jeff yelled. "She's
hurt, I'm going to help her!"
He ran out. I had to keep on the move. I was now
hysterical crying. I had no feeling in my right leg
and that sensation was starting to move up into my
back and right side. If I didn't find some place to
go, I'd lose feeling in my entire right side.
I saw Jeff run out and beat the living hell out of
Angel. Ref was too busy making sure I was ok to
notice. Angel was hit with a surprise attack and
didn't know what to do. When Angel was out by a
perfectly exectued Twist Of Fate by Jeff, I crawled
into the ring and laid across Angel, and won.
I didn't move off him. Angel rolled me over and left
the ring in a mad rage. I was hysterical crying. Jeff
noticed and ran by my side.
"What's bothering you?" He asked.
"My right leg, I have no feeling. And, it's moving up
to my back." I managed between sobs. He bent down, and
in my hysterical fit, kissed me. He called for help
and I left in a stretcher.