Edge sits up quickly knocking Kurt's milk on the bare floor. The
bottle smashes into a million pieces, white milk leaks onto the brown floor
but Edge ignores it. "What the hell? Does he have a death wish?" he asked.
"Unbelievable. Brock's gonna kill him." Rhyno spoke up. As Rey got
backstage Funaki one of the backstage reporters blocked Rey's path holding
a microphone. "Rey, we have just seen what you did to Kurt and Brock and
everyone's wondering why?" Funaki put the microphone up speaking with a
heavy accent. "Why did I do what I did? Not that it's any of your business
Funaki, but I did what I had to." Rey replied. "Does this mean you're not
with Edge army anymore?" Funaki questioned. "Edge army" Rey laughed. "I'm
sick and tired of them fighting like two-years olds over who's better in
the ring. I got Rhyno and Benoit giving each other dirty looks and Brock
and Kurt are ready to tear each other apart. We're supposed to be grown up
wrestlers here we're supposed to enjoy what we do. We're blessed with
health and doing what we love. So from now on screw them. Screw all of them
I don't need them and I don't need you." Rey pie faced Funaki walking past
him. Funaki lowered the microphone watching Rey walk off.
Edge army sat quietly their eyes glued to the TV. Brock and Kurt returned watching the short interview with Rey and Funaki. "Son of a." Brock picked the TV up throwing it against the wall. The TV smashed hitting the ground with a sick crash. "When I find him that little masked punk is going to pay for what he said and for costing us that match." Kurt mumbled rolling his hand into a fist. Edge stared at the TV his ice blue eyes red swelling with tears. "What's your problem?" Benoit snapped. "You are my problem. Rey's right you guys do fight all the time you're not five anymore it doesn't matter who's better in the ring because the fact is none of you have titles. Kurt and Brock you both lost the WWE title to the Big Show. Rhyno, Benoit and I lost the US title to Eddie Guerrero. " Edge reminded. "He still isn't getting away with what he said that backstabbing" Brock cursed calling Rey every name he could think of. "Knowing Rey he's going to get some buddies probably people we're not friendly with." Rhyno said thoughtfully. "Like? He can't be a friend with Show or Train after what they did to him. Train tried to take out his knee and Big Show swung Rey on the stretcher like a baseball bat remember?" Kurt asked. "That's not who I'm thinking of. I'm thinking Rey might join up with Guerrero or Kidman. Now Billy isn't stupid he won't like what Rey said but Eddy will try and use Rey. That's when we come in." Benoit spoke up. Brock picked up a chair bending it in half growling.
Rey strolled the hallway cruiserweight title hanging loosely off his shoulder. Superstars glared icily at the champ as he passed. Matt whispered to his two followers Shannon and Crash. Taker stood straight up balling up his fists ready for a fight, his two henchmen the APA Bradshaw and Faaroq by his side. "Hey Rey come here." Rey looked up walking over to the FBI. Nuncio the shortest member stood in front Johnny "The bull" Stamboli and Chuck Palumbo right behind him. "We heard what you said that's pathetic. No one turns on their family." Nuncio told him. "When did my life become your problem? What if your "family" turned on you and your just trying to stick up for yourself?" Rey asked. "That's a different story then." Chuck nodded. "Come into our office we'll have a little chat with you." Nuncio put an arm around Rey's neck leading him to their office to talk a small space by a dark stairwell.
Edge army sat quietly their eyes glued to the TV. Brock and Kurt returned watching the short interview with Rey and Funaki. "Son of a." Brock picked the TV up throwing it against the wall. The TV smashed hitting the ground with a sick crash. "When I find him that little masked punk is going to pay for what he said and for costing us that match." Kurt mumbled rolling his hand into a fist. Edge stared at the TV his ice blue eyes red swelling with tears. "What's your problem?" Benoit snapped. "You are my problem. Rey's right you guys do fight all the time you're not five anymore it doesn't matter who's better in the ring because the fact is none of you have titles. Kurt and Brock you both lost the WWE title to the Big Show. Rhyno, Benoit and I lost the US title to Eddie Guerrero. " Edge reminded. "He still isn't getting away with what he said that backstabbing" Brock cursed calling Rey every name he could think of. "Knowing Rey he's going to get some buddies probably people we're not friendly with." Rhyno said thoughtfully. "Like? He can't be a friend with Show or Train after what they did to him. Train tried to take out his knee and Big Show swung Rey on the stretcher like a baseball bat remember?" Kurt asked. "That's not who I'm thinking of. I'm thinking Rey might join up with Guerrero or Kidman. Now Billy isn't stupid he won't like what Rey said but Eddy will try and use Rey. That's when we come in." Benoit spoke up. Brock picked up a chair bending it in half growling.
Rey strolled the hallway cruiserweight title hanging loosely off his shoulder. Superstars glared icily at the champ as he passed. Matt whispered to his two followers Shannon and Crash. Taker stood straight up balling up his fists ready for a fight, his two henchmen the APA Bradshaw and Faaroq by his side. "Hey Rey come here." Rey looked up walking over to the FBI. Nuncio the shortest member stood in front Johnny "The bull" Stamboli and Chuck Palumbo right behind him. "We heard what you said that's pathetic. No one turns on their family." Nuncio told him. "When did my life become your problem? What if your "family" turned on you and your just trying to stick up for yourself?" Rey asked. "That's a different story then." Chuck nodded. "Come into our office we'll have a little chat with you." Nuncio put an arm around Rey's neck leading him to their office to talk a small space by a dark stairwell.