Friday and Saturday
The Pay-per-view was only two days away and the whole D-X was ready to go to battle against the Rebels. Triple H was more ready than anybody. He was training very hard and was ready to beat the hell out of the Rock. This was very personal and Triple H could not afford to lose his match. He decided that if he were to lose the match he would leave the WWE.
The new D-X got together at a restaurant. To discuss the way that things were to go. They were discussing something that could be the biggest night of their lives. " I don't know if I will be able to wrestle for a long period of time, I'm hoping that my back will be able to hold up." Shawn Michaels said with a little bit of worry in his voice. " Don't worry Shawn, you'll be fine." Triple H said. He really didn't want any body to have low spirits about this. He needed everybody to be ready for Sunday.
The whole group of them came out with a game plan on what they would need to do to win their big matches. " Can we speak to you for a minute?" Edge asked Triple H as everybody was on their way out the door. Booker T and Edge stayed after with Triple H. " Why the hell did you ask us to be part of your battle against McMahon and were not even on the card of Summer Slam?" They asked him. This question came as a surprise to Hunter. " I guess that I asked you to help is cause I need all of the men that I could get, I'm sorry about you not being on the card." They had a look of anger on there face. "Okay." Was all that Booker T said and the both of them left.
This is something that Triple H can not use right now. He needed everybody to be on the same page. He didn't what he could do to make the both of them happy.
Saturday
Triple H awoke early because he had to make his plane. On the plane ride to Kansas City he had a notebook and pen and wrote down ways that he was thinking of beating the Rock. He needed to have a plan. He knew that Vince would be getting involved. He arrived at his hotel room and didn't leave the entire day. He would find himself just sitting there staring at his Championship belt that he had laid on a chair that was across the room.
Triple H heard a knock at the door. He grabbed a small wooden bat that he brought with him. He looked in the peep hole and what he saw on the other side came as a complete shock. He hurriedly unlocked the locks and opened it. It was Chyna. " How are you?" Triple H said as she was walking in. " I'm good. Shawn called me and told me of your situation." She said. " Yeah I think that I'll be alright." Triple H said but he didn't sound very confident. Seeing Chyna would really cheer him up. See looked down at the bat and gave him a look. " Oh, sorry I'm just a little jumpy after all of the attacks." Triple H said. He set the bat down on the counter.
" Is there anything that I can do to help you through this whole mess." Chyna asked him. " No I think that I'll be alright. I just have to stay focused." Triple H answered her. "You want something to drink?" He asked her. " I'll just have a glass of water." She replied. He was searching around for a cup when he got hit from behind. He fell down. He opened his eyes and looked around standing above him were three figures. He knew one of them was Chyna. His vision was blurred. He tried focusing his eyes. He focused them enough to recognize who they were. It was Chyna with a bat, and the other two were… It was Edge and Booker T. After that he passed out.
He awoke some time later. What else can go wrong, Who can I trust. He thought to himself. He sat up on the chair. Then he realized that he was sitting on the same chair that he had the belt laying. It was gone. They just stole his Championship Belt.
The Pay-per-view was only two days away and the whole D-X was ready to go to battle against the Rebels. Triple H was more ready than anybody. He was training very hard and was ready to beat the hell out of the Rock. This was very personal and Triple H could not afford to lose his match. He decided that if he were to lose the match he would leave the WWE.
The new D-X got together at a restaurant. To discuss the way that things were to go. They were discussing something that could be the biggest night of their lives. " I don't know if I will be able to wrestle for a long period of time, I'm hoping that my back will be able to hold up." Shawn Michaels said with a little bit of worry in his voice. " Don't worry Shawn, you'll be fine." Triple H said. He really didn't want any body to have low spirits about this. He needed everybody to be ready for Sunday.
The whole group of them came out with a game plan on what they would need to do to win their big matches. " Can we speak to you for a minute?" Edge asked Triple H as everybody was on their way out the door. Booker T and Edge stayed after with Triple H. " Why the hell did you ask us to be part of your battle against McMahon and were not even on the card of Summer Slam?" They asked him. This question came as a surprise to Hunter. " I guess that I asked you to help is cause I need all of the men that I could get, I'm sorry about you not being on the card." They had a look of anger on there face. "Okay." Was all that Booker T said and the both of them left.
This is something that Triple H can not use right now. He needed everybody to be on the same page. He didn't what he could do to make the both of them happy.
Saturday
Triple H awoke early because he had to make his plane. On the plane ride to Kansas City he had a notebook and pen and wrote down ways that he was thinking of beating the Rock. He needed to have a plan. He knew that Vince would be getting involved. He arrived at his hotel room and didn't leave the entire day. He would find himself just sitting there staring at his Championship belt that he had laid on a chair that was across the room.
Triple H heard a knock at the door. He grabbed a small wooden bat that he brought with him. He looked in the peep hole and what he saw on the other side came as a complete shock. He hurriedly unlocked the locks and opened it. It was Chyna. " How are you?" Triple H said as she was walking in. " I'm good. Shawn called me and told me of your situation." She said. " Yeah I think that I'll be alright." Triple H said but he didn't sound very confident. Seeing Chyna would really cheer him up. See looked down at the bat and gave him a look. " Oh, sorry I'm just a little jumpy after all of the attacks." Triple H said. He set the bat down on the counter.
" Is there anything that I can do to help you through this whole mess." Chyna asked him. " No I think that I'll be alright. I just have to stay focused." Triple H answered her. "You want something to drink?" He asked her. " I'll just have a glass of water." She replied. He was searching around for a cup when he got hit from behind. He fell down. He opened his eyes and looked around standing above him were three figures. He knew one of them was Chyna. His vision was blurred. He tried focusing his eyes. He focused them enough to recognize who they were. It was Chyna with a bat, and the other two were… It was Edge and Booker T. After that he passed out.
He awoke some time later. What else can go wrong, Who can I trust. He thought to himself. He sat up on the chair. Then he realized that he was sitting on the same chair that he had the belt laying. It was gone. They just stole his Championship Belt.