Sacrificing Morgan
Chapter Eighteen: Persuasion
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Stephanie groaned and rolled over in her hotel bed, alone. "Stupid Jean with his injury." She muttered, cuddling her robe against her. It was five in the morning, far too early for her to be at the arena. But she had a wake up call delivered to all of the Alliance. She had to speak them.
Before she knew it, there was a hard rap at the door. "Come in…" Stephanie yawned. Debra, Stone Cold, Shane, and Sean O Haire came into the room. "What the fuck is this wake up call?" Austin mumbled. Stephanie rolled her eyes.
"You baboons can't even wake up early!" Stephanie growled. More Alliance members filed into Steph's room. "I won't ever do this again, but we need to talk. About Morgan." The members of the WCW/ECW team had Steph's undivided attention. She began to speak.
"We need to get Morgan. The Alliance is capable of this. But we need more help. And who knows more about kidnapping McMahons then…The Undertaker?" Stone Cold's eyes practically bugged out of his head. "The Undertaker? The man who kidnapped you?" He asked uncertainly.
Stephanie snorted. "The past is the past. We need him. He's like everyone- he wants to make everyone famous. The Alliance makes people famous. Perfect. It's a given." Shane tried to reason with his sister. "Steph, this is a little extreme…" Stephanie pushed him away. "What the fuck does ECW stand for?"
"EXTREME Championship Wrestling. This is hardcore." Stephanie chuckled evilly. "Everyone go. Get ready, meet me back here in an hour. We got some business to tend to. This may take a while." The Alliance didn't move. "GO!" Stephanie screamed. She moaned and grabbed her head. "Damn morning headaches…"
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Chris Jericho woke up alone. "Morgan?" He called. He closed his eyes slightly, to stop the room from spinning. "Morning." Morgan mumbled lazily. Chris grinned. "There you are. Why up so early? It's only… Seven AM. Oh shit!" Chris sprang out of bed. "Why didn't you wake me?" He demanded. Morgan grinned.
"It's fun to see you worked up." Morgan replied simply. Chris eyed her angrily. Morgan sat down on the armchair in the hotel room. "I am ready when you are." Chris chuckled. "Ha… Very funny, Morgan. I forgot what kind of sense of humor you had." He threw on a pair of jeans and his muscle shirt. "Come on… I'll shower at the arena."
Morgan and Chris walked to the elevator and heard a whisper coming from the door across from them. It sounded like Stephanie. Morgan leaned over but Chris pulled her back to him. "It's okay… Don't worry to what she's saying." Morgan frowned. "What if she's plotting to kill me?"
Chris grinned. "Love that sense of humor." Morgan grinned for a split second. The elevator door opened and Morgan stepped in, still uneasy about hearing her sister's secret whispers.
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"Taker…" Stephanie smiled at the 6'10 man in front of her. "Have a seat." Taker growled and sat down. "What's this shit about?" Stephanie grinned. "Calm down, Taker. Calm down, now. Okay, like any reasonable person, you must love to be the center of attention and love to have power, right?"
The American Badass spit under Stephanie's desk. "I guess so… Why?" Shane rubbed his hands together. "How would like to join the Alliance? The group of the Powerful. Just think- We have Booker T, five time, count it- five time WCW champion. We have RVD, Mr. Monday Night. And we have Stone Cold Steve Austin, the WWF championship."
"Who cried and was thrown in a pool." Taker smirked. Stephanie and Shane glanced at each other. "Listen, Undertaker. You've had the Decade of Destruction in the WWF. You can still have it! Just continue it with a different company."
Taker scratched the stubble on his chin. "What's in it for me?" Stephanie smiled. "You can help us kidnap Morgan." Taker raised an eyebrow. "Why would I want to do that? I like the kid." Shane snorted. "She's a bitch. A gold digger. She doesn't like you. Says you're a bit dumb. And she says you suck at promos."
"She did, did she?" Taker asked. He threw a glance at Sara. "You have yourself a deal."