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LITA: HARD FOUGHT VICTORY
She couldn't believe it was real. She could feel the belt in her hands, pressed to her chest in fact. As close as she could get it to her heart. She was walking on air, literally. Matt and Jeff hadn't put her down since they'd hoisted her onto their shoulders at the top of the ramp so that she could hold her belt up and wave to the fans that screamed and waved back. Currently they were carrying her between them, Matt was replaying every moment of the match in a loud excited voice while Jeff beamed silently. She smiled, lightly smacking him in the head and giving him a giddy smile when he looked questioningly at her
"I can't believe its mine" she said breathlessly
"Oh believe it Lita, you're the champion!" crowed Matt
He and Jeff let go of her, allowing her to slide down to her feet. Her starry-eyed expression was still fixed firmly on the championship belt cradled in her arms. She'd been trying to win it for months but Stephanie had so many friends eager to please her and to be paid. Currently Stephanie was lying in the ring, probably being tended to by Kurt Angle and Hunter. Matt laughed and ruffled her hair affectionately.
"I think this calls for a celebration" he announced "anyone else you had in mind to bring along?"
"Umm grab Jericho and Jackie and the APA" Lita added thinking fast of who she wanted to celebrate the special night with
"Consider it done, how long will you need to change?"
"Twenty minutes ok?"
"Take all the time you want, we'll meet outside your locker room" Matt called as he sped off down the corridor
"I think Matt's more excited than you are about this" whispered Jeff slyly
Lita laughed. Matt had been overjoyed when he and Jeff had hurried Lita out the ring after The Rock had handed her the belt. The Rock had handed her the belt! That was hard to believe in itself. He was one of the biggest stars in the federation and he'd refereed her match and helped her win. It had been a pretty unbelievable night. She smiled brightly at Jeff, her mind quickly working out all she had to do before she could meet the group outside the divas locker room
"I'm gonna go start getting ready" she told him "see you in twenty"
"Sure will" Jeff replied as he walked off in the direction Matt had gone
Lita quickly walked to the divas locker room and sighed with relief as she entered. It was empty meaning she had more space to get ready in. Since she wasn't the tidiest of people, this was a very good thing. She liked some of the divas but others, like Trish Stratus she hated with a passion. Trish had got into the business with little more than a set of breasts, pretty blonde hair and a tight body. Lita had got in through guts and determination and a lot of attitude. Trish felt the same hate for Lita and had more than mentioned it on occasion when she encountered the redhead in the corridors. Lita shivered slightly, she often had the urge to kick Trish's ass right there and then but had restrained herself. When she did, she wanted it to be on camera.
She quickly stripped out her sweaty ring gear and grabbing a towel, headed into the shower. She turned it on hot, determined to enjoy this time alone before going out to celebrate. It had been a long hard road to this night and she couldn't say that she'd enjoyed every minute of it but she'd come close. She'd toiled in Mexico to perfect her lucha libre style then worked the indies and then ECW for a short time before ending up finally in the WWF. She'd met Essa Rios in Mexico and they'd kept in touch all through her career until he phoned her and told her in a stream of ecstatic Spanish that he'd been hired for the WWF and he wanted her to come with him as his valet. She'd jumped at the chance and for a few glorious months had launched herself around the ring as Essa's partner in all things wrestling.
Then he'd chosen some skanky hos over her and things began crumbling. She cost him a match on Raw and by Smackdown he was fuming. After losing another match, he'd beaten her down before moonsaulting her. She didn't remember what happened until a medic who was treating her told her. The Hardyz had saved her. From then on, things took a radical turn.
She'd become their partner, accompanying them to the ring and really have a lot of fun. That was until Trish Stratus turned up with her team of T&A wanting tag team gold. Lita had had enough and was more than a match for the beautiful blonde. But Trish had ways of winning. Lita closed her eyes against the hot shower spray as she remembered being pushed off a ladder and crash landing through a table. The pain had been almost unbearable. Matt and Jeff had been there as she was stretchered out, talking to her comfortingly as they helped the medics. Their voices had woven in and out of her unconsciousness, making her feel grounded. They'd been there for her since Essa had turned on her and they'd been there tonight, beating down Triple H and Kurt Angle and giving her the opportunity she needed to capture the women's title.
She quickly twisted off the shower and stepped out, wrapping the large white towel around herself. A feeling of excitement skittered through her as glanced at the championship belt that lay on top of her half inside-out black pants from tonight. It was so unbelievable that she'd finally won against Daddy's Little Girl. Stephanie had a way of getting anything she wanted and since she'd won the women's title a few months ago, she'd firmly held onto it, letting no one challenge her for it since she knew she'd easily lose. When she'd let Lita fight for it, someone had always helped her out. But tonight, that help was fumbled when Angle clocked Hunter with the belt instead of Rocky. Now Lita was the champion and she had no problem letting people challenge her for it. She'd waited long enough for the spotlight to fall on her and now that it finally had, she wasn't letting it go for as long as she could.
Lita quickly packed her bags haphazardly and then searched before selecting an outfit. Once she'd found what she was looking for, she quickly pulled it on and began styling her hair. As she did as quickly as her now-clumsy hands allowed her to, she could hear voices outside the door. She smiled, the others had arrived. Then she heard another voice. A very angry voice. Quickly she finished styling, grabbed her bags and raced out the door to see what was happening
It didn't look good. Jericho was stood near the door, almost guarding it with his arms crossed and a snarl on his usually handsome face. Jackie stood a way in front of him, flanked either side by the APA; all three of them looked ready for a fight. Then Lita placed the owner of the voice; Triple H. He was stood in front of the group, a finger pointed at Matt as he yelled. Jeff stood just behind Matt, his tensed limbs telling Lita he was ready to spring if necessary. Quickly she dropped her bags and pushed her way through to beside Matt
"What the hell's going on?" she demanded, staring unflinching at Hunter
"You had no right to interfere in that match Hardy" Hunter snarled, ignoring Lita
"Oh but you did?" snapped Matt
"Hey!" Lita stood in front of Matt so that she was right in Hunter's eye- line "I said what the hell's going on here?"
Hunter looked at her finally, an intense glare contorting his features
"I just came to tell your boys to stay out of our business Red" he said at last "and I came to get Stephanie's belt back"
"Stephanie's belt? It was up until about half an hour ago" corrected Lita without a hint of amusement in her voice "I beat her one two three on the mat, fair and square"
"No you didn't Red" Lita bristled at the nickname; she hated being called that "you see Stephanie has a lot of power in this company and if she wants she can squash you, she can. She can have you wiped out. Admit you cheated and everything'll be fine. She had that match won until your boys got involved, The Rock cheated and let you win"
"Or until Kurt Angle hit you over the head with the belt" offered Jeff helpfully
Hunter scowled at that. He evidently hadn't had the chance to tell Angle what he thought of his bungled ring actions yet. He took another step forward.
"He'll have what's coming for him later" he spat "but right now I want that belt back or your life is going to be worthless without Stephanie and my word"
"Then come and get it" replied Lita "because this is one thing Stephanie can't buy back"
She turned and walked, melting into the small crowd of superstars that were huddled outside her locker room. She slipped behind Bradshaw so that she was beside Jericho who gave her an appraising grin.
"You heard the lady, come and get it" Bradshaw reiterated, a challenging look in his eyes
Hunter stared at them all for a few seconds, steaming before finally turning heel and walking away. Breathing a held-in sigh of relief, Lita began picking up her bags from the floor
"Whoa there girl, let me grab some of those bags" Jackie said with a laugh "damn girl you're looking hot tonight, don't you think so boys?"
"Uh huh" was all Jericho managed as he stared at her, really taking in what she was wearing for the first time since she'd emerged from the locker room.
Lita grinned to herself. She was wearing tight black leather pants that hugged her hips and a red leather strapless top. Her hair was long and shining and she managed to plait several sections. Her eyes were carefully outlined in black and she had tiny silver studs in her ears.
"Ready to go then?" she asked
Jeff was the first to pull himself out of the stunned stupor the men of the group seemed to have fallen into
"Sure are, can I have the honour of accompanying the newest women's champion out to the car?" he asked, offering his arm
"You may" replied Lita, taking it with a laugh
The thought hit her again. She was the champion. She grinned incessantly. After years of hard work, she was finally being rewarded. And it was completely worth it. Blondes like Trish Stratus and power-crazy bitches like Stephanie were so easy to come by in the wrestling business but Lita had been told that people like herself were hard to come by. She was unique and she was the champion. She laughed, listening to the banter going on behind her between Jericho and Bradshaw. This was her life, she was happy and she had the title belt. Her life wasn't worthless; it couldn't get any better than this.
*
Lita was champion for a long time and eventually lost the belt to Ivory two months later. She revolutionised women's wrestling with her high flying reckless style and ability to fight the men and the women and also captured the audience's attention with her on-screen romance with her off- screen boyfriend Matt Hardy. Currently she's out with a neck injury but is training in OVW to come back. We, the fans, miss her tremendously; her presence, her style and her smile.
LITA: HARD FOUGHT VICTORY
She couldn't believe it was real. She could feel the belt in her hands, pressed to her chest in fact. As close as she could get it to her heart. She was walking on air, literally. Matt and Jeff hadn't put her down since they'd hoisted her onto their shoulders at the top of the ramp so that she could hold her belt up and wave to the fans that screamed and waved back. Currently they were carrying her between them, Matt was replaying every moment of the match in a loud excited voice while Jeff beamed silently. She smiled, lightly smacking him in the head and giving him a giddy smile when he looked questioningly at her
"I can't believe its mine" she said breathlessly
"Oh believe it Lita, you're the champion!" crowed Matt
He and Jeff let go of her, allowing her to slide down to her feet. Her starry-eyed expression was still fixed firmly on the championship belt cradled in her arms. She'd been trying to win it for months but Stephanie had so many friends eager to please her and to be paid. Currently Stephanie was lying in the ring, probably being tended to by Kurt Angle and Hunter. Matt laughed and ruffled her hair affectionately.
"I think this calls for a celebration" he announced "anyone else you had in mind to bring along?"
"Umm grab Jericho and Jackie and the APA" Lita added thinking fast of who she wanted to celebrate the special night with
"Consider it done, how long will you need to change?"
"Twenty minutes ok?"
"Take all the time you want, we'll meet outside your locker room" Matt called as he sped off down the corridor
"I think Matt's more excited than you are about this" whispered Jeff slyly
Lita laughed. Matt had been overjoyed when he and Jeff had hurried Lita out the ring after The Rock had handed her the belt. The Rock had handed her the belt! That was hard to believe in itself. He was one of the biggest stars in the federation and he'd refereed her match and helped her win. It had been a pretty unbelievable night. She smiled brightly at Jeff, her mind quickly working out all she had to do before she could meet the group outside the divas locker room
"I'm gonna go start getting ready" she told him "see you in twenty"
"Sure will" Jeff replied as he walked off in the direction Matt had gone
Lita quickly walked to the divas locker room and sighed with relief as she entered. It was empty meaning she had more space to get ready in. Since she wasn't the tidiest of people, this was a very good thing. She liked some of the divas but others, like Trish Stratus she hated with a passion. Trish had got into the business with little more than a set of breasts, pretty blonde hair and a tight body. Lita had got in through guts and determination and a lot of attitude. Trish felt the same hate for Lita and had more than mentioned it on occasion when she encountered the redhead in the corridors. Lita shivered slightly, she often had the urge to kick Trish's ass right there and then but had restrained herself. When she did, she wanted it to be on camera.
She quickly stripped out her sweaty ring gear and grabbing a towel, headed into the shower. She turned it on hot, determined to enjoy this time alone before going out to celebrate. It had been a long hard road to this night and she couldn't say that she'd enjoyed every minute of it but she'd come close. She'd toiled in Mexico to perfect her lucha libre style then worked the indies and then ECW for a short time before ending up finally in the WWF. She'd met Essa Rios in Mexico and they'd kept in touch all through her career until he phoned her and told her in a stream of ecstatic Spanish that he'd been hired for the WWF and he wanted her to come with him as his valet. She'd jumped at the chance and for a few glorious months had launched herself around the ring as Essa's partner in all things wrestling.
Then he'd chosen some skanky hos over her and things began crumbling. She cost him a match on Raw and by Smackdown he was fuming. After losing another match, he'd beaten her down before moonsaulting her. She didn't remember what happened until a medic who was treating her told her. The Hardyz had saved her. From then on, things took a radical turn.
She'd become their partner, accompanying them to the ring and really have a lot of fun. That was until Trish Stratus turned up with her team of T&A wanting tag team gold. Lita had had enough and was more than a match for the beautiful blonde. But Trish had ways of winning. Lita closed her eyes against the hot shower spray as she remembered being pushed off a ladder and crash landing through a table. The pain had been almost unbearable. Matt and Jeff had been there as she was stretchered out, talking to her comfortingly as they helped the medics. Their voices had woven in and out of her unconsciousness, making her feel grounded. They'd been there for her since Essa had turned on her and they'd been there tonight, beating down Triple H and Kurt Angle and giving her the opportunity she needed to capture the women's title.
She quickly twisted off the shower and stepped out, wrapping the large white towel around herself. A feeling of excitement skittered through her as glanced at the championship belt that lay on top of her half inside-out black pants from tonight. It was so unbelievable that she'd finally won against Daddy's Little Girl. Stephanie had a way of getting anything she wanted and since she'd won the women's title a few months ago, she'd firmly held onto it, letting no one challenge her for it since she knew she'd easily lose. When she'd let Lita fight for it, someone had always helped her out. But tonight, that help was fumbled when Angle clocked Hunter with the belt instead of Rocky. Now Lita was the champion and she had no problem letting people challenge her for it. She'd waited long enough for the spotlight to fall on her and now that it finally had, she wasn't letting it go for as long as she could.
Lita quickly packed her bags haphazardly and then searched before selecting an outfit. Once she'd found what she was looking for, she quickly pulled it on and began styling her hair. As she did as quickly as her now-clumsy hands allowed her to, she could hear voices outside the door. She smiled, the others had arrived. Then she heard another voice. A very angry voice. Quickly she finished styling, grabbed her bags and raced out the door to see what was happening
It didn't look good. Jericho was stood near the door, almost guarding it with his arms crossed and a snarl on his usually handsome face. Jackie stood a way in front of him, flanked either side by the APA; all three of them looked ready for a fight. Then Lita placed the owner of the voice; Triple H. He was stood in front of the group, a finger pointed at Matt as he yelled. Jeff stood just behind Matt, his tensed limbs telling Lita he was ready to spring if necessary. Quickly she dropped her bags and pushed her way through to beside Matt
"What the hell's going on?" she demanded, staring unflinching at Hunter
"You had no right to interfere in that match Hardy" Hunter snarled, ignoring Lita
"Oh but you did?" snapped Matt
"Hey!" Lita stood in front of Matt so that she was right in Hunter's eye- line "I said what the hell's going on here?"
Hunter looked at her finally, an intense glare contorting his features
"I just came to tell your boys to stay out of our business Red" he said at last "and I came to get Stephanie's belt back"
"Stephanie's belt? It was up until about half an hour ago" corrected Lita without a hint of amusement in her voice "I beat her one two three on the mat, fair and square"
"No you didn't Red" Lita bristled at the nickname; she hated being called that "you see Stephanie has a lot of power in this company and if she wants she can squash you, she can. She can have you wiped out. Admit you cheated and everything'll be fine. She had that match won until your boys got involved, The Rock cheated and let you win"
"Or until Kurt Angle hit you over the head with the belt" offered Jeff helpfully
Hunter scowled at that. He evidently hadn't had the chance to tell Angle what he thought of his bungled ring actions yet. He took another step forward.
"He'll have what's coming for him later" he spat "but right now I want that belt back or your life is going to be worthless without Stephanie and my word"
"Then come and get it" replied Lita "because this is one thing Stephanie can't buy back"
She turned and walked, melting into the small crowd of superstars that were huddled outside her locker room. She slipped behind Bradshaw so that she was beside Jericho who gave her an appraising grin.
"You heard the lady, come and get it" Bradshaw reiterated, a challenging look in his eyes
Hunter stared at them all for a few seconds, steaming before finally turning heel and walking away. Breathing a held-in sigh of relief, Lita began picking up her bags from the floor
"Whoa there girl, let me grab some of those bags" Jackie said with a laugh "damn girl you're looking hot tonight, don't you think so boys?"
"Uh huh" was all Jericho managed as he stared at her, really taking in what she was wearing for the first time since she'd emerged from the locker room.
Lita grinned to herself. She was wearing tight black leather pants that hugged her hips and a red leather strapless top. Her hair was long and shining and she managed to plait several sections. Her eyes were carefully outlined in black and she had tiny silver studs in her ears.
"Ready to go then?" she asked
Jeff was the first to pull himself out of the stunned stupor the men of the group seemed to have fallen into
"Sure are, can I have the honour of accompanying the newest women's champion out to the car?" he asked, offering his arm
"You may" replied Lita, taking it with a laugh
The thought hit her again. She was the champion. She grinned incessantly. After years of hard work, she was finally being rewarded. And it was completely worth it. Blondes like Trish Stratus and power-crazy bitches like Stephanie were so easy to come by in the wrestling business but Lita had been told that people like herself were hard to come by. She was unique and she was the champion. She laughed, listening to the banter going on behind her between Jericho and Bradshaw. This was her life, she was happy and she had the title belt. Her life wasn't worthless; it couldn't get any better than this.
*
Lita was champion for a long time and eventually lost the belt to Ivory two months later. She revolutionised women's wrestling with her high flying reckless style and ability to fight the men and the women and also captured the audience's attention with her on-screen romance with her off- screen boyfriend Matt Hardy. Currently she's out with a neck injury but is training in OVW to come back. We, the fans, miss her tremendously; her presence, her style and her smile.
