Disclaimer- The wwe is still not mine, not yet anyway.MWA HA HA HA HA.
Anyway, on with the story.
Chapter 3
Matt and Jeff ran down the ramp towards Billy and Chuck who were in the ring. Lita watched the television screen fascinated, Matt and Jeff both looked great, they were working together again and they had changed their music.
She smiled; they were a team again.now that she wasn't there. Had she been the reason that they had split up? They looked closer, happier now that she wasn't there.and the new music. Had it been so bad when she had been there, that as soon as she left they had to change the music? To try and forget her? They were probably glad to get rid of her and move on.
Looking up at the bland walls of her room in the rehabilitation facility, Lita couldn't help wondering if there was any point in trying to get better, she couldn't go back to the WWE, she couldn't risk destroying the Hardy boys, not again.
Over the next year Lita slowly worked her way up to her old standard of wrestling, much to the amazement of the Doctor's and her family. However over the year she had begun to get angry, about all the pain she had felt they told her it was understandable. Being angry at the fans and the workers of the WWE because of what had happened to her.
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Lita starred numbly at the newspapers, the four main newspapers and they had one thing in common.that picture. She closed her eyes and took a steadying breath.how could they do this? And where had they got that picture? Who had given it to the press?
This had to be a nightmare, she counted to ten then opened her eyes slowly, and it was still there.it was awful.
The hospital had already called to apologise and to insure her that they were doing all they could to find out how those pictures were taken and how the reached the press. She closed her eyes again, what must people be thinking? She had been so careful to make sure that no one found out about her condition. And now they knew, the fans, the Superstars.Matt. Did they care? Did they feel guilty or did they think she had got what she deserved?
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Matt walked past the meeting room at WWE it was oddly silent. He peered through the door as he went past, they were all reading something, probably the latest document, with the latest rules. Jeff looked up and saw Matt wander past; he grabbed a couple of the newspapers and ran after him, the Superstars watching as he went.
Dumping his bag down, Matt turned and saw his brother burst through the door, carrying some newspapers. Jeff looked at his older brother concerned; "You okay?" Matt looked at him confused, "Sure, why wouldn't I be?" "Haven't you heard?" "Heard what?" Jeff took a deep breath, "Oh, um.you might want to sit down."
Matt was even more confused, he had no idea what was happening, but judging by Jeff's reaction, something was very wrong. "Why? What's going on?" Jeff held the newspapers out to Matt. Matt looked down at them and slowly took them, unfolding them; he stared at the front cover.
"What?" Matt froze.Lita.what the hell was this? Jeff Watched Matt waiting for a reaction, "What.?" He repeated again in confusion. "They're pictures," Jeff began to explain, "They were taken of Lita when she was in intensive care."
Matt closed his eyes, he had had nightmares about this but he had assumed that if anything like this had actually happened then Lita's family would have contacted them. "When were they taken?" He demanded after a few moments silence. "The first one was take three days after the accident and the second one was taken." Jeff trailed off, not wanting to see his brother's reaction, "When?" He said, his voice more forceful. "A couple of months after that."
"Months?" Whispered Matt and there was silence for a while, then suddenly Matt turned and walked away. "Wait! Where are you going?" Yelled Jeff. "For a walk."
Matt sat on the Roof of WWE headquarters, a place where he and Lita used to go to talk when they needed space, and studied the newspapers. He'd read them through twice already. None of this made sense, surely Lita's family would have contacted the WWE or at least them, they'd been neighbours- friends for ages. Lita would have contacted him, or maybe Jeff, since last time they saw each other he humiliated her on national Television.
He closed his eyes and leant back against the wall, whoever the source was who gave these pictures to the press had no idea of Lita's current condition. All they had said was that 'there was extreme spinal damage and chances of recovery were remote.' What did they mean? Was she still in intensive care? Did it mean she was never gonna wake up? Or that she was going to.Matt flung the papers down on the floor, one thing was for sure, he needed to find Lita.
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Hall sat silently on the brown leather couch in the office, skimming through a folder filed with sheets of loose paper. Meanwhile Nash paced back and forth angrily, "UURRR!" Nash yelled as he kicked a coffee table, completely destroying it. "Hey!" Yelled Hall, "Calm down!"
"CALM DOWN! We've just lost Hogan to the WWE, how the hell can I be calm-" "I can be calm because losing Hogan wasn't a bad thing." Bret interrupted. Nash stared at Hall in disbelief and confusion "It wasn't?" "No, it wasn't." Answered Bret, " Hogan's betrayal has opened up the n.W.o's future." "Which is?" Asked Paul Nash. "Which is a new member," replied Hall, as Nash nodded he continued, "someone younger, stronger than Hogan, someone who can succeed where Hogan failed." "Yeah!" Hart stood up and faced Nash "So I've put together a list of.QUALIFICATIONS for our new member." He continued. "Okay, what are they?" Asked Nash, "Qualification number one; they must be an excellent wrestler." Nash nodded in agreement. "Number two; they must hate the WWE" "Yeah!" "Number three, they must hate the fans and finally number four, they must be willing to destroy it all."
"Sounds good, do you have any one in mind for this job?" Asked Nash, Hall laughed and replied "I do indeed." He then handed Nash the piece of paper, which he was reading earlier and Nash grinned "If we get this wrestler then Vince can kiss the WWE goodbye! " Both Hall and Nash began laughing as Hall turned around, picked up the phone and began to dial.
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Chapter 3
Matt and Jeff ran down the ramp towards Billy and Chuck who were in the ring. Lita watched the television screen fascinated, Matt and Jeff both looked great, they were working together again and they had changed their music.
She smiled; they were a team again.now that she wasn't there. Had she been the reason that they had split up? They looked closer, happier now that she wasn't there.and the new music. Had it been so bad when she had been there, that as soon as she left they had to change the music? To try and forget her? They were probably glad to get rid of her and move on.
Looking up at the bland walls of her room in the rehabilitation facility, Lita couldn't help wondering if there was any point in trying to get better, she couldn't go back to the WWE, she couldn't risk destroying the Hardy boys, not again.
Over the next year Lita slowly worked her way up to her old standard of wrestling, much to the amazement of the Doctor's and her family. However over the year she had begun to get angry, about all the pain she had felt they told her it was understandable. Being angry at the fans and the workers of the WWE because of what had happened to her.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Lita starred numbly at the newspapers, the four main newspapers and they had one thing in common.that picture. She closed her eyes and took a steadying breath.how could they do this? And where had they got that picture? Who had given it to the press?
This had to be a nightmare, she counted to ten then opened her eyes slowly, and it was still there.it was awful.
The hospital had already called to apologise and to insure her that they were doing all they could to find out how those pictures were taken and how the reached the press. She closed her eyes again, what must people be thinking? She had been so careful to make sure that no one found out about her condition. And now they knew, the fans, the Superstars.Matt. Did they care? Did they feel guilty or did they think she had got what she deserved?
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Matt walked past the meeting room at WWE it was oddly silent. He peered through the door as he went past, they were all reading something, probably the latest document, with the latest rules. Jeff looked up and saw Matt wander past; he grabbed a couple of the newspapers and ran after him, the Superstars watching as he went.
Dumping his bag down, Matt turned and saw his brother burst through the door, carrying some newspapers. Jeff looked at his older brother concerned; "You okay?" Matt looked at him confused, "Sure, why wouldn't I be?" "Haven't you heard?" "Heard what?" Jeff took a deep breath, "Oh, um.you might want to sit down."
Matt was even more confused, he had no idea what was happening, but judging by Jeff's reaction, something was very wrong. "Why? What's going on?" Jeff held the newspapers out to Matt. Matt looked down at them and slowly took them, unfolding them; he stared at the front cover.
"What?" Matt froze.Lita.what the hell was this? Jeff Watched Matt waiting for a reaction, "What.?" He repeated again in confusion. "They're pictures," Jeff began to explain, "They were taken of Lita when she was in intensive care."
Matt closed his eyes, he had had nightmares about this but he had assumed that if anything like this had actually happened then Lita's family would have contacted them. "When were they taken?" He demanded after a few moments silence. "The first one was take three days after the accident and the second one was taken." Jeff trailed off, not wanting to see his brother's reaction, "When?" He said, his voice more forceful. "A couple of months after that."
"Months?" Whispered Matt and there was silence for a while, then suddenly Matt turned and walked away. "Wait! Where are you going?" Yelled Jeff. "For a walk."
Matt sat on the Roof of WWE headquarters, a place where he and Lita used to go to talk when they needed space, and studied the newspapers. He'd read them through twice already. None of this made sense, surely Lita's family would have contacted the WWE or at least them, they'd been neighbours- friends for ages. Lita would have contacted him, or maybe Jeff, since last time they saw each other he humiliated her on national Television.
He closed his eyes and leant back against the wall, whoever the source was who gave these pictures to the press had no idea of Lita's current condition. All they had said was that 'there was extreme spinal damage and chances of recovery were remote.' What did they mean? Was she still in intensive care? Did it mean she was never gonna wake up? Or that she was going to.Matt flung the papers down on the floor, one thing was for sure, he needed to find Lita.
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Hall sat silently on the brown leather couch in the office, skimming through a folder filed with sheets of loose paper. Meanwhile Nash paced back and forth angrily, "UURRR!" Nash yelled as he kicked a coffee table, completely destroying it. "Hey!" Yelled Hall, "Calm down!"
"CALM DOWN! We've just lost Hogan to the WWE, how the hell can I be calm-" "I can be calm because losing Hogan wasn't a bad thing." Bret interrupted. Nash stared at Hall in disbelief and confusion "It wasn't?" "No, it wasn't." Answered Bret, " Hogan's betrayal has opened up the n.W.o's future." "Which is?" Asked Paul Nash. "Which is a new member," replied Hall, as Nash nodded he continued, "someone younger, stronger than Hogan, someone who can succeed where Hogan failed." "Yeah!" Hart stood up and faced Nash "So I've put together a list of.QUALIFICATIONS for our new member." He continued. "Okay, what are they?" Asked Nash, "Qualification number one; they must be an excellent wrestler." Nash nodded in agreement. "Number two; they must hate the WWE" "Yeah!" "Number three, they must hate the fans and finally number four, they must be willing to destroy it all."
"Sounds good, do you have any one in mind for this job?" Asked Nash, Hall laughed and replied "I do indeed." He then handed Nash the piece of paper, which he was reading earlier and Nash grinned "If we get this wrestler then Vince can kiss the WWE goodbye! " Both Hall and Nash began laughing as Hall turned around, picked up the phone and began to dial.
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Go on.review, you know you want to.