All Or Nothing

by MrsCrashHolly

A story about taking it all or taking nothing. * Chapter 22 - One Common Goal added*

15. Consequences for fighting the good fight

One heart can make a difference
One choice can change it all
One voice can travel the distance
And be heard all around the world
Would you make a sacrifice
If you knew that it was right
Well the answer's there if you look inside
Will you run and hide or will you fight the fight

Cuz there's a power, inside you
There's a battle to be won
Every victory, has a beginning
The way it always has begun
With the power of one
(Yeah yeah yeah yeah)

One day you'll realized that
One hope is all you need
One dream that we can all share
One dream we all believe
And we'll make that sacrifice
Just because we know its right
And we'll face the answer that's there inside
We won't run and hide, we're gonna fight the fight

There's a power inside you
There's a battle to be won
Every victory has a beginning
The way it always has begun
With the power of one
With the power of one.. yeah
We'll look inside
We won't run and hide, no we'll fight the fight
There's a power inside you
There's a battle to be won
Every victory has a beginning
The way it always has begun
With the power of one

[ At the hospital ]

"Linda, I got some news." Andrew nodded at a nurse as he walked past the rooms in the hospital, looking for the one that Stephanie was staying in. "Stephanie was injured, she got thrown through a table by the Dudley Boys. I told you that something bad was going to happen, well she obviously went down there to help her friends and the Dudley Boys along with the Holly cousins put Stephanie through a table. Stephanie was omitted into the ermengency room with a dislocated neck, but now she is a regular hospital room, the doctors say her condition is stable. I know Linda, I know! Shane is dealing with it, I don't know how, he just told me that he was going to deal with it, okay I'm going, I'll keep you noted, bye."

Stephanie looked up when she heard footsteps enter her hospital room, Stephanie smiled slightly when she saw it was Andrew that the footsteps belonged to. Stephanie locked her eyes into Andrew's and all she could see was fear etched in those deep eyes of his, Stephanie had never seen Andrew with so much fear in his eyes, in the two years she had known him, his fear made her scared. "Andrew..."

Andrew shook his head, he put his cell phone away and continued to shake his head. "Why would you go out there? Why Stephanie? I have been outside of the hospital trying to figure out why in the world you would put yourself in that situation, you know what the Dudley Boys love to do, and you fully know that Crash has seemingly lost it, considering he has been attacking Molly as of late, and god knows what would of have happened if Hunter had been there, so Stephanie please tell me why you went out there."

Stephanie pushed herself up in the hospital bed. "I was thinking how I needed to be out there to support my friends, the ones that have been supporting me through everything. I wouldn't even be where I am in the WWF right now if it hadn't been for my friends, and I just couldn't sit backstage and watch them get brutalized."

Andrew frowned. "You wouldn't be here right now, if you, Chyna and Lita hadn't come up with that plan."

Stephanie glared at Andrew. "Was I supposed to let you take care of everything? Let you be the big man that protects me, the little woman, whenever I am in danger?"

Andrew shook his head. "No it's not like that at all Stephanie---" Andrew started but was cut off by Stephanie.

"Because I hope you know that I am strong enough to carry my own weight! I may not be good at wrestling, but I know I have what it takes to get through life. I have the power to make my own road and live it, and I want you to live that road with me, but if you are going to try to put me in a plastic bubble everytime something proves to be a little hard for me, then we might as well go to our different roads right now." Stephanie stated.

Andrew shook his head vigorously. "Now you just wait! I just got you back, you think I want to see you go again? Because I don't, okay? I love you Stephanie and that is the only reason I am trying my damn hardest to make sure you are okay. You have no idea how much I love you, hell I didn't know how much I loved you until you were in that ambulance, not awake, not responding... I can't lose you. Because if I lost you, I would be losing myself, because somewhere along the line you became a part of me, as I hope I became a part of you. And I know that I don't want to spend my life running, running from Hunter and his lackeys, trying to bring us down... I don't want to spend my life watching you get hurt verbally and physically by him, I don't want to see you go through another table, or hit by a chair... I want this to end."

Stephanie smiled. "I want it to end too Andrew, I don't want to live my life in fear that whenever I turn around a corner that Hunter is going to be there, waiting for me."

Andrew took Stephanie's hand. "Then this ends, we make it end together. I want to be a part of your, Chyna and Lita's plan. I was wrong to think you should stop the plan, yours is more thought out then ours, let me be a part of your plan, let me help you."

Stephanie nodded. "It's not going to be easy."

"Nothing ever is." Andrew replied, quickly.

"You're going to have to trust me..." Stephanie said, looking into Andrew's eyes.

"I already do Stephanie, I trust you with everything that I can give." Andrew smiled. "Don't you already know that? That I would be willing to give you my life if you wanted it, that I have already given you my heart? That everything of me is just waiting for you to take it as yours? That I have loved you the minute I laid my eyes on you, and probably even before that? Because I think I loved you before I met you Stephanie, it's like I dreamt you up, and you're the girl that I have been waiting for. We've been through a lot Stephanie, a lot of heartache, a lot of betrayals, but despite it all, we ended up back together and I want us to stay together. So you tell me what to do and I will do the best I can to give you what you want, need... I want to help you achieve what you need to achieve to finally give your all to me, I want to be there for you, to help you, to help you come to me." Andrew smiled softly, his eyes locking into Stephanie's beautiful brown ones.

Stephanie stared at Andrew, tears pricking at her eyes at Andrew's words. "Thank you." Stephanie said softly, reaching over, despite the nagging pain in her body, she softly kissed Andrew, letting her lips brush softly against his lips. "I love you so much Andrew."

[ Vince's Office ]

Shane walked up to the wooden door of his father's office, Shane stared at the wood, with a cold look in his eyes. He actually thought for a few seconds of raising his fist and knocking on the door, but instead he pushed the door open forcefully without no warning to Vince or whoever else was in the office that he was entering.

"What the hell! Shane!" Vince exclaimed, jumping up from his seat. "Now you just wait son." Vince said, putting on his sweetest voice, once he saw the look embedded in Shane's eyes.

Shane rolled his eyes and looked over at the secretary in the room. "Leave." Shane said, pointing to the door.

Shane watched the middle aged woman grab all sorts of files and run out of the office as if it was on fire, Shane then turned around and glared at Vince. Shane had thought of actually calming down and talking about this as the rational adult he usually was, but his anger at what Vince had bestowed upon his sister had taken over his rational side, and all he could see was anger and disgust for the person he once was proud to call his father.

"You bastard." Shane said, stalking over to where Vince was standing. "How could you bestow that sort of thing on your daughter? Your little girl? How can you be so cruel, so cold hearted? What did this family ever do to you that makes you want to hurt us so much? Mom loved you with all her heart and soul and you crushed her, humiliated her in front of everybody. I loved you, I adored you, and you treated me like crap. Stephanie, god Stephanie, she loves you more then anyone, she still does, she just knows what kind of man you are now, you wanted that to happen to her, you wanted to hurt because why? Because she's growing into a human being? Or because her humanity is threatening your business? Are you worried that her friendship with Benoit will destroy everything that you worked so damn hard on? You know what? Screw your damn business! Screw it all to hell!"

Vince backed away as Shane continued to walk closer to him. "Stay right there Shane, what do you want from me? I'm sorry okay? You're right, I was scared, and I acted foolishly, I'm done being the bad guy, I'm a changed man." Vince said, bringing out his hands to stop Shane from coming any closer to him.

Shane shook his head. "You're a changed man? A changed man my ass, I can see straight through your lies, through your bullshit. You think I am that stupid? I may have believed you before, when I was younger, more naive, but now I can see through those lies you love to tell, that you tell so easily, so smoothly. Life isn't going to be so damn easy anymore dad, because I'm taking you down! Not because I'm the owner of the WCW, no I'm taking you down because that is what is needed to be done, I am taking you down because you hurt my sister, and my mom way too many times, too many times for comfort, and I am sick of it. So you go ahead and sick Hunter and his lackeys after me, because I am going to be ready. It doesn't take a million people to win a war dad, it just takes the power of one soldier, one person that has that sort of feeling, power in her or his heart, and Stephanie, she has that inside of her heart, and we're going to take you down. After all, it's all about the new generation dad, and we're going to kick your ass."

Shane nodded his head and turned on his heel and walked out of Vince's office, a grin suddenly forming on his face, Shane never prided himself in hurting people, but if one person he would love see get hurt it would be his father, who deserved it more? Especially the crap he put them all through, Vince deserved so much pain, more pain then this world would allow Shane to give him.

[ Jericho's locker-room ]

"So what's the plan?" Jericho asked, pacing back and forth in his locker-room. "We're going after Hunter right? I can't wait to get my hands on him, especially after all he did to me and Benoit..."

Chyna snorted, looking at Jericho, with a glare in her eyes. "What about what he did to Stephanie? You know he was a part of that right? You know that he probably told the Dudley Boys to put Stephanie through a table, and all you can worry about is a damn feud between you and Hunter, which by the way is over! He is putting her through hell, I know the feeling, so can you try to not be selfish for one damn minute?"

Jericho stopped pacing, and stared at Chyna. "Well Chyna if you are so damned concerned about Stephanie's welfare then why don't you just walk over to the hospital to see how she is?"

Chyna smirked. "Already did smart ass."

Jericho threw his hands in the air. "Get off my case! I am doing the best I can right now! So miss observative can you please shut the hell up and let me think?"

Chyna smiled, loving the way she was aggravating Jericho. "You think? Oh no, call the police, there is going to be a major meltdown in about a few seconds."

Jericho pointed a finger at Chyna. "Don't go there. We need a plan, Benoit any ideas?"

Benoit threw on his shirt. "Yeah, stop flirting and actually think of a real plan! I understand that you two aren't fully over each other, and I bet there is a huge chance that you two might actually want to get back together, but right now we have a problem... we have a feuding son and father, we got Stephanie in a hospital bed because of those damn Dudley Boys, we got Hardcore Holly feeling bad for the way he treats Crash and we got a insane Hunter that needs a lesson on how you treat people!"

Jericho widened his eyes. "We are NOT flirting!"

Chyna nodded. "Just some friendly conversation, not always considered flirting."

Jericho crossed his arms. "NEVER considered flirting."

Chyna nodded. "NEVER! Me and Jericho have been through too much to even consider each other as a romantically linked item."

Jericho narrowed his eyes. "Is that so?"

Benoit groaned. "Stop it! We have a plan to do, or to put in action! We're going to attack the Dudley Boys first, we'll take them down tonight, unless you two want to keep flirting and not get anything done."

"We are NOT flirting!" Jericho said, raising his voice.

Chyna nodded. "So stop implying."

Benoit shook his head, stalking out the door with Chyna and Jericho behind him. "You two keep telling yourself that, maybe you'll fool yourselves into believing that fully." Benoit muttered.

[ Mark and Kane's locker-room ]

"How's Stephanie?" Kane asked as he walked out of the bathroom.

Mark looked up from the magazine article he was reading, which was about the new era Stephanie was creating, Mark glanced at Kane and smiled. "She's alright. Dislocated neck, but she says she'll be alright, I called earlier."

Kane frowned from underneath his mask. "She's getting herself into a lot of pain."

Mark nodded. "She doesn't deserve it, but to get where you want to be in the WWF, you got to take chances. Put your body, soul and heart on the line and one day you will get what you want, you should know Mr. IC champ."

Kane smirked walking over to Mark. "Hunter never saw it coming, me winning... Steve betraying him, it was just too much. This belt deserves to be around my waist, not the waist of Triple H."

Mark looked at Kane, examining his brother's features, he couldn't see much because of the mask Kane was hiding behind, but what Mark saw, Mark liked. "You deserve it little brother. You always have, The Rock... Austin... Helmsley... they always get the spot light but last night was your night, you finally got a belt, the best you deserve, now you're one of them."

Kane sat down next to Mark. "One of them?"

Mark nodded. "Yeah you know, the belt holders. You hold one of the belts, the IC belt is yours, you worked your ass off for it, you beat the game for it, and no one, I mean no one can take that away from you."

Kane smiled. "Thanks."

Mark relaxed in the couch. "No problem, glad I could be there for you, that you would want me to." Mark straightened his body up. "Look little brother, can you look at me for a minute?"

Kane turned to Mark, hearing the seriousness in Mark's voice. "What is it?"

Mark looked down at his hands for a few seconds, trying to figure out how to say what he needed to say. "Look Kane, I know me and you, we haven't had the easiest past, a lot of problems between us. But since this whole Stephanie thing started up, I have been thinking, thinking about a lot of things... things about us. We're a great team Kane, we've always been, and standing by your ringside while you won that IC belt was the best feeling I have felt in a long time. So I was thinking, how about we become a real team? Go for the tag team gold, renew our messed up relationship?"

Kane stared at Mark, feeling a smile tug at his features underneath the mask. "If we were to do so..." Kane brought his hand up to his mask and un-did the straps.

Mark brought his hand up. "Kane, you don't have to..."

Kane nodded. "I want to, I need to. Mark, you want to be a team right? To be a team, you need to see my face, I need you to see my face." Kane un-did the last strap and let the mask fall from his face. Kane shuddered at the sudden feeling on air on his face, he hadn't let the mask off in a while, so it felt like he was being released from his prison.

Mark watched Kane pull back his hair to reveal the age old scars on his face; Mark let a soft smile tug at his features, Mark had always thought about the day when Kane would trust him enough to let him see underneath the mask, Mark had expected huge, ugly scars all over Kane's face, but what he saw was nothing like he expected. "You call that disfigured?" Mark asked, grinning now.

Kane stared at Mark, confused. "It's not horrible?"

Mark shook his head. "No it's not. The scars are there, but not half as bad as you thought they would be."

Kane frowned. "I know I look like a monster."

Mark touched Kane's arm. "NO you don't, not at all. All those people who said that, didn't know you, they were jealous and wanted to hurt you, so they said it, but if you looked in the mirror, you would see that you're not some monster, actually little brother, I might have to be a little jealous, you might be a ladies man."

Kane laughed, a husky laugh. "Don't go that far Mark."

[ Hardcore and Crash's locker-room ]

Hardcore watched Crash intently, Crash was sitting on the couch, reading something; Hardcore planted his hands on his hips, trying to find the perfect way to approach this sort of conversation with Crash. With Crash, it was hard to keep a straight, serious conversation with him, he tended to get a little ridiculous. But what Molly had said to him had Hardcore irked, did he really make Crash feel inferior? Like he wasn't wanted? If so, Hardcore wasn't aware of his behavior towards his little cousin. Hardcore had always been the tough one of the Holly cousins, but he had never felt like he made Crash feel unwanted.

"Crash?" Hardcore questioned, in a soft, serious voice.

Crash looked up from the book he was reading, and raised his eyebrow up at Hardcore in questioning. "Yeah Hardcore?"

Hardcore walked over to the couch and sat down next to Crash. "We're cousins..."

Crash laughed. "Well no duh."

Hardcore narrowed his eyes. "Let me finish stupid." Hardcore closed his mouth, realizing what he said.

"That's it." Crash replied, pushing himself up. "Why are you such a jerk?"

Hardcore felt his anger boil over his sorrow for calling Crash stupid. "Why do you always have to over-dramatize things? I was just trying to have a conversation with you and you go freaking out because I called you stupid, it's just a little nickname..."

Crash grabbed his jacket. "Oh! I should be so happy then right? You get the nickname big shot and I get the nickname 'stupid', this is just like the perfect thing ever!" Crash threw his jacket on.

"Now wait." Hardcore said, grabbing Crash's arm. "You are acting like an..."

"Idiot?" Crash questioned. "Well we all know that I am so perfect at acting like one, so what's the use in not trying to act like an idiot, I'll probably just end up looking like one anyways!" Crash sighed and stomped out of the locker-room.

Hardcore sighed, feeling miserable, that his attempt of a conversation with Crash had gone so ... miserable. Completely and utterly miserable. Hardcore hadn't meant anything by calling Crash stupid, it had just left his mouth before he even thought about what the word meant. "Oh damn." Hardcore pulled the door open to run after Crash but was thrown back into the room when he recieved a punch by Hunter.

"Traitor." Hunter screamed as he threw Hardcore against the wall. "You were supposed to be on our side, my side! Then you go off and decide to be friendly with the enemy! I don't give a shit why you did it, you did it!"

Hardcore coughed pushing Hunter back. "Get out of my room."

Hunter ran towards Hardcore, spearing him, taking the breath of Hardcore's lungs. "Traitor." Hunter said again, kicking Hardcore in the ribs. "And just to let you know, your little cousin Crash, is getting more of a beating then this."

Hardcore held onto his ribs, trying to get the air back in his lungs. "You hurt him, I'll kill you."

Hunter grinned and kicked Hardcore in the ribs again. "Too late, where's big cousin when he needs you the most?" Hunter shook his head and ran out of the locker-room, before he could get caught.

Crash landed against the wall with a loud thud, Albert kicked Crash in the face, causing Crash to slide down the wall and crumple on the floor. Crash crawled between Albert's legs and made a run for it but he recieved a dropkick from X-Pac that sent him flying back into Albert's arms.

"Should have thought about betraying Hunter before huh?" Justin Credible said, grinning, as he watched Crash try to get out of the bearhug Albert was giving him.

Crash took in a breath and bashed his head into Albert's causing Albert to drop him quickly, Crash brought his hand up and wiped away the blood flowing from the cut on his forehead; Crash gave X-Pac a low blow and then speared Justin Credible, to much X-Factor's amazement.

Albert recovered from the headbutt and stared at Crash, who was limping away, the little guy had guts. Truth be told Albert didn't think Crash would have been so... daring. Albert shook his head and grabbed Crash's arm and made Crash face him, Albert gave Crash a big boot followed by a clothesline. "You have a lot of guts." Albert hissed out as he gave Crash a bulldog, crushing Crash's face into the cement of the floor.

"Hey!" Jericho screamed grabbing Albert by the arm and throwing him into a wall.

Chyna kicked X-Pac in the face and gave him a pile driver, she then rolled his body away from Crash.

Benoit speared Justin Credible and threw him across the hall.

"Oh geez." Jericho said softly, bending down next to Crash, who was passed out. "Damn X-Factor, look like the Dudley boys have to wait, Chyna go check in their locker-room, see if Hardcore is in there and if he is okay."

Chyna nodded slowly and walked away and into Hardcore's locker-room, where she found him lying in the middle of the room, holding his ribs. "Oh hold on Bob."

"Oh my god!" Molly screamed, pushing Jericho and Benoit out of the way. "Crash? Oh my god, someone get the medics! Spike get the medics!" Molly pulled Crash's body into her arms, as she rocked him back and forth. She stared down at the cuts and bruises on his face, as she tried to contain the tears from leaving her eyes. "Crash, please wake up."

"Crash!" Hardcore stumbled out of the locker-room despite Chyna's warnings, Hardcore limped over to where Molly was and dropped to his knees. Hardcore stared down at Crash, with a sullen look on his face. Someone Hardcore couldn't get rid of the feeling that this was all his fault, if he hadn't called Crash stupid then Crash wouldn't have ran out of their locker-room and ran right into Hunter's trap. Hardcore tried to take Crash's body into his arms, but Molly wouldn't let go of Crash, Hardcore stared at Molly's face and noticed that she was crying.

"Ssh, it will be okay." Hardcore said, forcing a smile for Molly's benefit.