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Jeff let out his breath slowly and checked his watch. Abruptly, he scraped his chair back, the noise cutting through the silence. The others looked at him in surprise as though they'd been woken from a sleep.

"I got to go get ready for my match tonight, are we gonna meet somewhere so we can work out what we're doing tonight?" he asked

"Sure, by the curtain about ten minutes before?" suggested Amy

"Will do, see ya" Jeff said wandering out of the room, hands in his pockets

Amy turned slowly and carefully to face Matt, her neck brace still restricting her movement. She winced a little

"Why am I still stuck in this torture instrument?" she growled angrily

"Because the doctors say so" replied Matt with a smile "Come on Ames, it'll be off in a few months"

"That's what I'm afraid of" groaned Amy "A few months? Why can't it be a few days?"

Matt grinned at her impatience; Amy was someone who was so full of energy that when something restricted her, she felt trapped and he could tell it was killing her. He also saw some intense feelings in her eyes; Jezebel appearing again so unexpectedly and acting as though they'd all only just met was freaking them all out. He slipped his arms around her waist.

"Amy" his voice was gentle now "we're gonna get rid of her somehow, you know that?"

"I hope I do Matt" she replied shortly "But frankly, I'm beginning to doubt we ever will, she's going to be taking my place on the team I can see that because I can't wrestle, she's going to destroy us Matt"

Her words hung in the air unanswered. Matt had no words to comfort her, he was as confused and scrambled up as she was, all he could do was wrap his arms around her and hope that would help. He rested his chin on top of her head and inwardly sighed; there had to be solution but right now, he couldn't for the life of him think of one.

*

Reckless stretched out carefully on the floor of the locker room alone. He lowered himself down into a split, feeling his muscles begin to protest but giving up; they were used to it by now. He had to go through these stretches and warm ups before his matches otherwise, he could seriously hurt himself. Nimbly he got to his feet and pulled his RVD ying-yang T- shirt off that covered his singlet. It was nearly time for his match now. As he pulled his shin guards out of his bag, the door opened and Jeff walked in. When he saw Reckless, his eyes widened and his jaw dropped slightly before he got a hold of himself and walked casually into the room.

"Hey Rob, you ready for tonight?" he asked, sitting down on the bench, making sure not to take his eyes off his room mate

"As always dude" Reckless replied cheerfully

Humming loudly, he began strapping the shin guards on with practised ease, all too aware that Jeff was eyeing him curiously. When Reckless didn't give another glance or word, Jeff shrugged slightly, frowning. He unbuttoned his shirt, unrolling the sleeves and threw it carelessly into his bag, revealing his white vest he wrestled in. It was hard not to relax in the room, to act like they always had when they got ready for a match together but Jeff didn't want to relax, he wanted to stay alert and taught, ready for any tricks Reckless would throw at him. He pulled his body paint from his bag and unscrewed the caps on some of them as he made his way to stand in front of the mirror. He blanked Reckless' ominous presence from his mind as he began carefully and creatively painting his arms with long flowing patterns.

"I don't know why you bother" piped up Rob "those patterns won't last long where you're going"

Jeff stopped, lifting his head so that in the mirror he could see Rob and raised an eyebrow intrigued.

"Why? Where am I going?" he asked calmly

"The ring dude, the ring!" replied Reckless flashing a huge RVD smile as he finished strapping his shin guards on

Jeff managed to smile a little as he went back to painting his arms, concentrating hard on the design with half an ear listening to Reckless as he moved about.

"Only in Japan, if you didn't wear these you were in deep trouble man, never got out of the habit of wearing them, give my kicks extra punch you know?" was what Jeff could make out of Reckless' mutterings

Jeff began giving himself a mental pep talk as he moved closer to the mirror, preparing to paint his face now. Reckless was not going to hurt him, not in an arena full of workers and fans, he wouldn't do that. For some reason it seemed he'd forgotten everything but the presence of Jezebel told Jeff otherwise; it was some sort of elaborate plot to catch them all unawares. He was not going to fall for it but he was not going to be paranoid about it, that was a give away and it was also very stupid.

As he began painting a large blue tear-drop like shape over his left eye, Jeff noticed that Reckless had stopped muttering and now stood leaning against the wall, arms crossed, staring straight into the mirror, staring straight at Jeff. Jeff didn't alter his expression, just continued painting filling the teardrop in, he took it as a threat, a warning not to take things easy. He had to be on his guard but chilled. Especially since they were tagging together tonight.

*

Mark stared at Trish for a few moments, she was very worked up, her eyes wide, her breaths heavy. She wasn't lying. He nodded and stood up.

"She's here? Where'd you see her?" he asked calmly

"In the corridor, I thought it was Amy first off but then she grabbed my wrist and began speaking in that voice so I pulled away and came here but the weird thing is that she behaved as though I was the strange one, saying her name was Jenny and asking why I was running away" Trish relayed

"Jenny?" Mark frowned at little "Jenny"

Sara looked at Mark, she knew by now that this meant something so patiently she waited for him to come out with it, tapping a foot. Mark lifted his head and looked at Trish again

"Anything else happen?" he asked

"Well yeah, I met Eternal and she acted as though nothing had happened, she'd made up this story that we'd all gone to the beach together over the weekend and that she'd got her scars rock climbing with Reckless, she behaved as though she was Stacy and it's freaking me out, me and Jeff met Reckless earlier and he behaved the same way" finished Trish

She walked to a chair and sat down, her legs trembling a little. She raked a hand through her hair and sighed deeply, her mind racing through every confusing thing that had happened. Mark paced the room a little, thinking hard. Sara watched him, not taking her eyes off him, looking for some clue of what he was thinking about.

"Mark, you know something so tell us" she said finally

"I never said I know something Sara, I'm just trying to piece something together" he replied

"Don't you think Amy and the guys should know about this?" Sara asked

"I think they already do, Jeff's tagging with Reckless tonight and someone called Jenny is slated to take part in an angle with them" Mark answered, jerking his head towards the booking sheet he'd pinned up

Sara looked angrily at him as she turned and tore the sheet from the wall. She hurriedly scanned the page before throwing it down, putting her hands to her head. When she looked up at Mark, her eyes were narrowed.

"Mark what are we going to do? Is she pretending to be Jenny? Is she taking on someone else's identity or anything else sick? What is happening?" she threw questions at him

She was demanding answers, answers which Mark didn't have. As he began to speak, a sharp pain shot through his head, causing him to gasp painfully. He shuddered as the pain increased, forcing him to crumple a little, his knees bending more to one side than the other. Sara looked at him in horror, what was happening to him? Trish, her breathing patterns back to normal looked at Sara for guidance. Sara shrugged helplessly, she stepped forward unsure what to do as her husband continued to convulse.

"Hello Phenom" a voice formed in his mind "you're not going mad and no, this isn't Jezebel, it's me Eternal"

Mark opened his eyes a little but all he saw was thick black darkness, spliced with slices of painful red like bloody cuts in the skin. The pain kept going, he could feel it being pumped into his mind

"Listen carefully Phenom, I can make this pain go away but considering that you probably wouldn't listen, I think this is the best way to get our message across, don't you?"

A slice of blood pain jabbed into head causing him to yell loudly, his teeth clenched. He staggered about the room until a chair appeared behind him and he sat down unsteadily.

"Now soon Jenny is going to make her debut with Lita and the Hardyz which means she'll be an instant success right? We don't ask for much Mark, we don't want to fight you, we want you to leave something behind, something you hadn't used in a long time until last week; your power, it was going to be hard getting it out of you with it so well imbedded and buried in your subconscious but luckily for us, being confronted Jezebel loosened it up a little, we'll take it"

"What if I don't Eternal? What if I refuse?" Mark managed to gasp out defiantly

"Mark! What the hell's happening?" Sara snapped

She went shake him but as her hands were about to touch him, pain forcefully flooded into his mind, stronger than before. It felt like rocks had been forced in.

"Get her away from you! Get that goddam bitch away!" Eternal screamed in anger

"Get away Sara, just get away!" Mark urged her weakly

"That's better" Eternal's voice was back to it's normal flatness "never failed to amaze me that you married your opposite; the one person who could destroy you apart from Jezebel, interesting don't you think?"

"Not really" growled Mark, the pain beginning to soften

"We'll talk soon Phenom, bye"

Mark opened his eyes, blinking rapidly to take in the harsh artificial light. Sara and Trish were staring at him like he'd grown an extra head. Slowly, he pulled himself up so that he was sat in the chair properly. He stretched his arms out fully, groaning slightly before turning to the others and speaking

"That was Eternal" he said simply "she spoke to me"

"She spoke to you?" Sara was incredulous "through your mind? Can she do that?"

"She has mind powers" confirmed Trish "she made Amy think of Matt so that she nearly threw herself out of the car"

"Jezebel wants my powers" continued Mark "apparently we'll talk soon"

"Wait, she wants your powers?" Sara shook her head "how is she going to get them since they're a part of you and why?"

"To be complete she needs mine" replied Mark "I don't know how she'll get them out but I know it'll be painful"

"I'm going to go find the others and tell them" decided Trish suddenly "they deserve to know since they're going to be stepping into the ring with Jezebel"

She quickly stalked out of the room leaving Sara and Mark looking at each other. Sara reached out and gently touched his face. He didn't flinch or anything just stared back at her expressionless

"Why didn't you let me touch you?" she asked quietly, withdrawing her hand

"Eternal screamed for you not to, if you had the pain in your head as I had in mine, you would have done the same" replied Mark

"They're scared of me" realised Sara, a note of hope finally entering her voice "they're afraid of what I can do because they don't know themselves and that scares them because they haven't got any control"

She looked at Mark with excitement flushing her cheeks.

"I can stop them Mark! If I can work out exactly what I can do then we can get rid of them"

"It's not that easy Sara, they keep reappearing and I doubt they'll strike soon, they'll probably draw it out slowly, painfully"

"Then we have some time" Sara said seriously "we need to get together as a group and work it out because we're gonna go to war!"

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