Tora stayed at home during Raw, watching it from her uncles mansion,
still recovering from the stunner on Smackdown.
She flicked on the tv and watched as Undertaker and Sara made their
way down to the ring to start the show off with a bang, as Undertaker went
head to head with WCW's DDP. Tora gapped at Shane, standing out side the
ring, somehow, somewhere, she could picture him getting into the ring,
and lighting it up. She knew, at least, that was what was about to come.
Just as she predicted, Shane did. He jumped in with the Kendo stick
and lit Undertakers ass up! But, like the Deadman, he kept getting back
up.
But, when Tora saw her Aunt Sara take the plate with the Kendo stick
and giving a whooping to Shane, she was nearly in tears from laughing so
hard. Sara had guts all right. Being married to the dead man had to have
helped that!
Tora gasped in horror as DDP pulled the Diamond Cutter on her beloved
aunt. She jumped to her feet and immediately called the arena to ask which
hospital they were taking Sara to, and jetted over there as fast as she
could.
She knew Jeff had a match later that night, she'll have to watch that
at the hospital. Right now, her aunts condition was much more important.
Jeff did have a match later that night, all by himself in the Squared
circle, against Big Show. Jeff had a look of determined horror on his face
climbing his way into the ring. He was determined to beat Big show but
that fear still remained.
Big Show's pry explodes and the big man comes down. Jeff stood, looking
at the overly huge man, as Big Show pulled a Clothesline to start, and
he then tosses Jeff into the corner, then tossing him outside. Big show
began chopping on Jeff, one...two....
Trish makes her way down the ramp and stands outside of the ring, watching
the match go on.
Somewhere in the back of Jeff's mind, he felt pressure, lots of it.
Either he was watching Trish in his mind, and couldn't perform as well
when being watched, or for some strange reason, didn't want to let her
down.
Tora sat in the hospital cafe, waiting for the cue to be allowed in
to see Sara. The man behind the counter began flipping through the channels,
and passed TSN.
"Turn it back, turn it back!" she shouted, just loud enough for the
man to hear her. The man looked at her and immediately recognized her from
the WWF. She smiled and flicked it back.
Show missed Jeff and nailed the ring post. Jeff jumps up, and runs
the rail nailing Show. They make their way back to the ring, Jeff
climbed to the turn buckle, and hits a missile drop-kick and then climbed
again for a front drop-kick, landing it perfectly. Jeff climbed again and
tries a hurricanrana, but Show caught him and slams him over his head and
onto the mat.
Show looked at Trish, who was strutting her stuff back and forth outside
the ring. He gave a jealous grin, and hit Jeff for the pin. 1-2-3!
Show continued to smile as he left the ring, and walked up the ramp
and out of the Titantron.
Trish, a little shook from the outcome of the match, entered the ring.
Jeff stumbled around aimlessly, thinking the same thing. "stupid Big show"
he thought, "If it wasn't for the pressure I would have fucking beat him!".
He made it to his feet and began backing up as Trish pushes him
into the corner. Trish touched his face, and hair, then moved in and kissed
him. almost a minute passes, and she leaves the squared circle. Jeff watched
her leave. Perplexed, he thinks more about the match, then what the hell
just happened.
Tora nearly choked on the coffee she was drinking to keep her nerves
down. "Holy Fuck!" she yelled. When she finally realized she yelled Fuck,
she turned around to make sure no one heard her, she was alone in the dark
cafe as the man who was behind the counter, flipped a dish rag over his
shoulder, and went on about his business putting chairs up on the table.
"Sorry" Tora wheezed.
"Quite all right" he said. "but, we're closing in ten minutes Miss"
he smiled at her and continued stacking chairs. Tora breathed in, and swung
her legs around on the swivel stool she was sitting on, thinking quietly
to her self, and sipping on her coffee, when she noticed a familiar face
walk into the cafe.
"Raven! Hey!" she said. He looked up at her, and walked over.
"Hey Tor. What's up?" he asked, glancing at the TV. "oh, shit, you
saw that?" He asked, as the replay of Trish's passionate lip lock on Jeff
shot across the screen.
"mmmhmmm" She nodded. Semi hissing.
"sorry, so how's Sara?" he asked. Tora shook her head. and looked up
from her coffee to the TV.
"I don't know, I haven't been told yet" She said. Watching the screen
intently as Matt and Lita were introduced at WWF New York.
"I just came by to see how she's doing. How you're doing." he said,
putting his hand on Tora's outstretched hand on the counter. "You okay?"
he asked bending down to look up into her downcast eyes.
"mmmm, I'm fine. Kinda wish Test was here, or Jeff for that matter"
she said and breathed in deeply.
"You've got me" Raven said, smiling. Hoping his intelligent smile might
cheer her up a bit. Tora gave a little giggle.
"Yea, at least you're here" she said. "So, what's the deal with this
WCW thing, I heard somewhere that you were involved" she tried to change
the subject in order to take her mind off the pain she was feeling at that
moment.
"Ha, no, I'm with ECW. I could explain it all out to you, but, watch
RAW later on, and it'll tell you. Which reminds me I should get going for
that." he said. Tora frowned.
"Okay" she said, and turned back sadly to the television. "can I have
another Coffee?" she asked the man behind the counter.
"Come with me?" he said. "We can talk on the way, keep your mind off
Sara's condition. You can ask Taker later. I'm sure Jeff will take you
back here before he takes you home"
"I suppose" she said. She put her coffee cup down, and picked up the
second that the man had just placed on the counter. She dug in the pocket
of her skin tight black jeans for some money. She pulled out two canadian
toonies and two american dollar bills.
"I hate being a Canadian in the US" she said. She put the dollar bills
down on the counter, and dug around in her pocket some more.
"Here" Raven said, handing her two Dollar bills. She smiled, and placed
them on the counter next to the previous two.
"Thanks a bunch, I own you two" she said. And waved a Thank You to
the man behind the counter. Then walking out of the cafe with Raven.
" I'm just gonna give Taker this coffee, and tell him I'm leaving"
Tora told Raven, and started to walk a little faster towards Sara's room
Taker sat on the bench outside of her room, staring at the floor, fiddling
with the Keys to his bike. When Tora sat down beside him, he looked up
at her.
"Coffee?" she asked, handing him the cup of hot brew in her hand. She
pushed and arrant stand of hair out of Takers face and gave her uncle a
hug.
"Big manly, deadman, still needs a hug sometimes" she said and she
released the embrace.
"mmm" Taker said.
"I'm going to take off and go to the arena with..." she started, but
then realized, if Taker new about Raven's stint with ECW and WCW he wouldn't
like it too much, so she with drew. "Jeff will bring me back here a little
later, I'll bring Kane with" she finished. Undertaker nodded and then went
back to staring at the floor.
"She'll be fine Taker, absolutely fine!"