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A/N: Wow, 41 reviews...I am almost literally speechless. You peeps are awesome! I'm saying this too, as a warning: there are 4 new people reviewing. XA/N is getting crowded. I'm not going to kill anybody off, or anything like that. What I would really like is if you guys would tell me what you would like to happen, or what you think is going to happen in the next XA/N. (Your fave wrestler would be good to include too.) I think that it would be fun that way too, kind of like an...Interactive Xtreme Author's Note! (I am not changing the name though.) But seriously, if you wasn't to suggest things that I should do, please do so!! I'm getting sucked dry of ideas!
XA/N: MMMMKAY.....When we were last together, a horrible voice yelled for Bischoff, Somebody is upset with Jericho and Shawn Michaels still hasn't put the moves on me! (No, that last one doesn't need to happen..I don't think so..would be nice, but no.)
After hearing the nails-on-chalkboard-like voice that could belong to none other than Stephanie McMahon (no offense to those who like her.) Chris Jericho made a very loud moaning noise.
"Not her, please not her." He mumbled. (Ok, now don't get mad at me girls, just chew me out in your review.) sistergrim and tracey get up and walk over to Stephanie.
"What the hell?" Jericho asks, obviously stunned. Lizzie kind of smiles. (You've got 'em all to yourself now! *Wink* *wink*) So, while Lizzie cuddles up to Chris, Edge and KazzaXtreme are getting quite close also.
"Have you got any siblings?" Kazza asks.
"Eh, a brother and a sister." (Not sure if that's right, but pretend like it is!) Edge leans in closer to Kazza.
"So, have you got anything going on?"
"Not right now. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Hope so."
"Beach Volleyball!!" Kazza yells, then quickly begins forming 2 teams. (They are going to be as follows: Team1- Rockie, Rock, Lizzie, Chris, JB and Shawn Michaels and Shortay. Team 2- Kristy, RVD, Kazza, Edge, Refugee, Lone Wolfette and BlazerAkila. Sistergrim and Tracey are not playing, you'll see why.)
"Did we hear somebody say volleyball?" Four voices in unison ask. It is the newcomers-Shortay, BlazerAkila, Refugee and Lone Wolfette.
Everyone piles into the pool to start a game of volleyball. They find a ball and are about to begin when the water turns to solid ice, keeping them there.
"What the-?" Shawn Michaels starts, but JB cuts him off.
"YOU!" she yells-teeth chattering, pointing to Eric, Steph, sistergrim and tracey. All four of them laugh evilly and reveal their government suits.
What is going to happen to everyone?
Why are sistergrim and tracey with Eric and Steph?
We shall find out next time on..dun dun dun! XA/N!!
BTW, check out Happen stance!! I'm in the story now!! To coin a phrase from the author, much love, Lizzie!! Much love!!
**
Chris felt his foot slip off of the small walking space he had against the railing. He felt his other foot start to go, and he tried to keep his balance. His other foot started to skid down the concrete pillar next to him.
"You dumbass!! You don't belong out here!! Ever since you met that Amy girl, you've literally taken the bullet for her."
But Chris ignored the little voice inside of him that told him to go back. It was his job to protect her.
**Flashback to about 5 minutes ago**
When Amy heard Chris pounding on the door, her heart screamed. A thread, a simple string of hope suddenly sparked in her. But, that had been at least 5 minutes ago. Where had he gone? Was he trying to help her? Eric was taking his sweet time with what he was doing to Amy. She was in her bra and her jeans still. She had head-butted him so many times, he couldn't do much else.
He struck Amy hard across the face and her head turned to look out the sliding door. She thought that she saw a little spot of some blond hair. She blinked. Then she saw the starting of an arm, then a leg, the half of a face. It was Chris. He swung a leg over the railing and rammed through the glass. Amy snapped her head to the other side and Eric jumped up.
Chris tackled Eric, and continued to punch him until some of his rage subsided. Eric was down for the moment, so Chris got up to unite Amy. Eric crawled up behind Chris and gave him a devastating low-blow. Chris collapsed to the ground. Moaning and writhing in pain, he tried to stand again, but Eric kicked him down. Amy was trying to get loose, causing Eric to take his eye off of the ball so to speak. He focused his attention to Amy.
Chris snuck up behind him and put him in a sleeper hold. Eric got out of the move and tried one of his own, but failed. Both guys finally got pissed off enough that they started to strangle each other.
Chris lugged Eric towards the balcony. In a move out of pure desperation, Chris heaved Eric over the side of the railing. Eric caught hold of Chris, bringing him over the top with him. With his cat-like reflexes, Chris snatched the railing on his way over. Chris continued to punch and kick at Eric until Eric finally lost his grip and fell. Chris then began the struggle to pull himself back over the railing.
"Shit!" he screamed. Amy made a muffled scream from inside. He was screwed and he knew it. There was no way that he was going to get back over the railing of this balcony.
"GOD!!" He yelled as he tried to pull himself up once again. He let himself hang there fro a second as he prepared for the final heave he could muster.
He made a strangled cry as he pulled him up, up, and over the railing! He walked hurriedly over to a sobbing Amy to untie her. He did so and hugged her. Police sirens started to sound in the distance.
"I-I was so afraid that you weren't going to come." Amy said finally.
"Shh." he said. "I did come, and you're alright, that's all that matters now." Amy lifted her head and looked into Chris's eyes.
"Alright." She agreed. Chris helped her get her shirt back on.
"You know, we never have gone on that date yet." Chris remarked. Amy could only sit back and smile.
A/N: Wow, 41 reviews...I am almost literally speechless. You peeps are awesome! I'm saying this too, as a warning: there are 4 new people reviewing. XA/N is getting crowded. I'm not going to kill anybody off, or anything like that. What I would really like is if you guys would tell me what you would like to happen, or what you think is going to happen in the next XA/N. (Your fave wrestler would be good to include too.) I think that it would be fun that way too, kind of like an...Interactive Xtreme Author's Note! (I am not changing the name though.) But seriously, if you wasn't to suggest things that I should do, please do so!! I'm getting sucked dry of ideas!
XA/N: MMMMKAY.....When we were last together, a horrible voice yelled for Bischoff, Somebody is upset with Jericho and Shawn Michaels still hasn't put the moves on me! (No, that last one doesn't need to happen..I don't think so..would be nice, but no.)
After hearing the nails-on-chalkboard-like voice that could belong to none other than Stephanie McMahon (no offense to those who like her.) Chris Jericho made a very loud moaning noise.
"Not her, please not her." He mumbled. (Ok, now don't get mad at me girls, just chew me out in your review.) sistergrim and tracey get up and walk over to Stephanie.
"What the hell?" Jericho asks, obviously stunned. Lizzie kind of smiles. (You've got 'em all to yourself now! *Wink* *wink*) So, while Lizzie cuddles up to Chris, Edge and KazzaXtreme are getting quite close also.
"Have you got any siblings?" Kazza asks.
"Eh, a brother and a sister." (Not sure if that's right, but pretend like it is!) Edge leans in closer to Kazza.
"So, have you got anything going on?"
"Not right now. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?"
"Hope so."
"Beach Volleyball!!" Kazza yells, then quickly begins forming 2 teams. (They are going to be as follows: Team1- Rockie, Rock, Lizzie, Chris, JB and Shawn Michaels and Shortay. Team 2- Kristy, RVD, Kazza, Edge, Refugee, Lone Wolfette and BlazerAkila. Sistergrim and Tracey are not playing, you'll see why.)
"Did we hear somebody say volleyball?" Four voices in unison ask. It is the newcomers-Shortay, BlazerAkila, Refugee and Lone Wolfette.
Everyone piles into the pool to start a game of volleyball. They find a ball and are about to begin when the water turns to solid ice, keeping them there.
"What the-?" Shawn Michaels starts, but JB cuts him off.
"YOU!" she yells-teeth chattering, pointing to Eric, Steph, sistergrim and tracey. All four of them laugh evilly and reveal their government suits.
What is going to happen to everyone?
Why are sistergrim and tracey with Eric and Steph?
We shall find out next time on..dun dun dun! XA/N!!
BTW, check out Happen stance!! I'm in the story now!! To coin a phrase from the author, much love, Lizzie!! Much love!!
**
Chris felt his foot slip off of the small walking space he had against the railing. He felt his other foot start to go, and he tried to keep his balance. His other foot started to skid down the concrete pillar next to him.
"You dumbass!! You don't belong out here!! Ever since you met that Amy girl, you've literally taken the bullet for her."
But Chris ignored the little voice inside of him that told him to go back. It was his job to protect her.
**Flashback to about 5 minutes ago**
When Amy heard Chris pounding on the door, her heart screamed. A thread, a simple string of hope suddenly sparked in her. But, that had been at least 5 minutes ago. Where had he gone? Was he trying to help her? Eric was taking his sweet time with what he was doing to Amy. She was in her bra and her jeans still. She had head-butted him so many times, he couldn't do much else.
He struck Amy hard across the face and her head turned to look out the sliding door. She thought that she saw a little spot of some blond hair. She blinked. Then she saw the starting of an arm, then a leg, the half of a face. It was Chris. He swung a leg over the railing and rammed through the glass. Amy snapped her head to the other side and Eric jumped up.
Chris tackled Eric, and continued to punch him until some of his rage subsided. Eric was down for the moment, so Chris got up to unite Amy. Eric crawled up behind Chris and gave him a devastating low-blow. Chris collapsed to the ground. Moaning and writhing in pain, he tried to stand again, but Eric kicked him down. Amy was trying to get loose, causing Eric to take his eye off of the ball so to speak. He focused his attention to Amy.
Chris snuck up behind him and put him in a sleeper hold. Eric got out of the move and tried one of his own, but failed. Both guys finally got pissed off enough that they started to strangle each other.
Chris lugged Eric towards the balcony. In a move out of pure desperation, Chris heaved Eric over the side of the railing. Eric caught hold of Chris, bringing him over the top with him. With his cat-like reflexes, Chris snatched the railing on his way over. Chris continued to punch and kick at Eric until Eric finally lost his grip and fell. Chris then began the struggle to pull himself back over the railing.
"Shit!" he screamed. Amy made a muffled scream from inside. He was screwed and he knew it. There was no way that he was going to get back over the railing of this balcony.
"GOD!!" He yelled as he tried to pull himself up once again. He let himself hang there fro a second as he prepared for the final heave he could muster.
He made a strangled cry as he pulled him up, up, and over the railing! He walked hurriedly over to a sobbing Amy to untie her. He did so and hugged her. Police sirens started to sound in the distance.
"I-I was so afraid that you weren't going to come." Amy said finally.
"Shh." he said. "I did come, and you're alright, that's all that matters now." Amy lifted her head and looked into Chris's eyes.
"Alright." She agreed. Chris helped her get her shirt back on.
"You know, we never have gone on that date yet." Chris remarked. Amy could only sit back and smile.