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That next morning the girls' boarding hall was awoken by loud screams coming from the top floor. Nearly everyone emptied from their rooms rushing upstairs. The first one there, Stacy, was already jumping into the fray that was Satin and Lita. Where Lita once had Satin pinned to the ground Satin had reversed it and sent Lita headfirst into the wall. Unfortunately as she stood she soon found herself surrounded by the female members of the "Elite", Stephanie, Molly, Trish, and Mystic. Stacy checked on Lita who was slowly getting to her feet. Satin squeaked and dropped to the floor and slid through the crowd occasionally getting kicked. She made her way down to the second level and found herself frantically searching for Storme's room.
"Damn it all of this over a stupid ring that butt ugly boyfriend of hers gave her." Satin yelled referring to the ring that Matt had given Lita.
"She's down here!" Lita's voice carried from the stairs above her.
"Shit! Storme!"
Meanwhile Storme was in a deep sleep. On her head was her portable CD player, which was currently aiding her in blocking out Stacy's pop band music playing from the other side of the room. In between pauses she was mumbling inaudibly the words to the song she was listening to. Suddenly the door was nearly broken down as Satin burst through it. The lights from the hall burned inside eliminating the room. Storme groaned and covered her head still mumbling the song lyrics. Satin stopped momentarily and smirked unable to resist. She jumped on Storme's bed and landed at the foot of it causing Storme to scream and sit up as if someone had clashed symbols over her head.
"Having dreams about Johnny climbing into your window after dark again Storme?" Satin grinned. "It's very unhealthy you know."
Storme sent her a look of utter disbelief. Only Satin would barge into her room at ungodly hours of the night just to annoy the hell out of her. "What- do-you-want?"
"Oh right. I need your help!"
"Go find Aaron I'm sure he'll help you." Storme smirked and Satin's jaw dropped.
"And I suppose he'd need your mouth open the whole time for it too."
"She's down here!"
"What in the hell?" Storme muttered. She looked back to Satin who's eyes were wide.
"The Elite are coming, the Elite are coming!" She whispered. With out another word Satin jumped up and ran down the hall. Storme raised an eyebrow and fell back to the pillow and covered her head with her comforter.
"Sounds like a job for Paul Revere. Go find him maybe he'll assist you." Storme yelled at Satin's back. She rested a few moments before she sat back up again at the sound of heavy pounding footsteps.
"The Elite are coming! The Elite are coming!" Satin screamed and Storme jumped quickly from her bed abandoning her Cd player and rushing out into the hall barefoot. All around them fellow Asylum members piled out into the hallway. Tally rubbed her eyes holding her teddy bear in one arm. Anna was trying to get information out of Satin as to what was going on. Lalla was busy shoving her bandanna up further on her head to keep her hair out of her face.
"So, we've got ourselves a little fight." Anna muttered. Satin reached into her pocket feeling for her two way that she kept on her person at all times.
Storme looked at her. "What are you doing?"
"Alerting the guys. What does it look like I'm doing?" Satin grumbled sending a message to Aaron. "Just in case."
"Oh gee aren't you a bit o' comfort!" Tally said.
"All in one padded little cell Tally." Storme reminded her. "All in one padded little cell."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Meanwhile in the guys' boarding house neither side was fairing better. Edge had just finished restacking all of his hair care products when Darryn awoke from his fit full sleep. Edge rolled his eyes. Out of all the people he could have gotten paired with. Why him? Darryn rolled out of bed his hair standing every which way. He rubbed his eyes and stood up stretching. After cracking his neck he smirked at his roommate.
"Mornin' roomie!"
"Drop dead." Edge muttered under his breath before turning with a false mega watt smile. If they could play games so could he. "Mornin' roomie!"
Darryn's eyebrows raised and looked carefully at him. He shrugged before looking around the room and spotting a silver frame next to Edge's bed. With out asking Darryn promptly walked over and picked up the picture. Inside the frame was a photo of Edge and Stacy outside of the school. Darryn held back the urge to snort at the overly happy expressions on both their faces. Instead Darryn barely had a chance to speak when he heard a loud cough.
"Put--that--back." Edge said glaring.
"Cute picture." Darryn retorted dropping the photo back into place. Edge bit his lip to keep his cool while Darryn pulled out a long box and opened it to reveal about a dozen or so kendo sticks baseball bats, and other various hardcore items. He picked up a kendo stick and stood on his bed and looked at the several racks he'd put up on the wall the previous day. Right where Edge's metal posters used to be.
"Hmm." Darryn nodded before strategically placing one after the other on the racks.
"Got enough sticks to last you a lifetime?" Edge remarked.
"Hey--don't diss the kendo sticks. These babies and I have been through a lot together!" Darryn said and jumped down grabbing a baseball bat to place up there.
"Oh because you're a hardcore wrestler? Hardcore wrestling is for those who are too afraid to go for the bigger scale." Edge snorted. Darryn's eyes flashed as he jumped down from the bed.
"I'm going to ask you nicely. Don't ever insult hardcore wrestling in front of me again." Darryn barked in a low menacing voice. Edge scoffed and walked towards him smirking.
"Aw. Did I strike a cord with the big bad hardcore wrestler? All Hardcore wrestling consists of is swinging around weapons at each other. There's no art to it." Edge growled.
"No art?" Darryn spat looking as if Edge had just struck him. "I'll show you art!" Darryn yelled grabbing his nearest hardcore weapon--a kendo stick- -and went to town slamming it into the side of Edge's head knocking him to the floor.
Kurt woke up with a start at the sound of a hard thud across the hall. He looked at the clock and it glowed back in red numbers, 6 a.m. Kurt jumped from his bed and threw the door open and slammed it shut behind him awaking Charlie in the process. Charlie rubbed his face before standing up and looking at the time.
"What the hell is the bald wonder doing at this time in the morning?" Charlie grumbled heading towards the door and pulling it open to find the hall quite empty with the exception of Kurt.
"Kurt what the hell gives?" Charlie asked just as Kurt opened the door across the hall. Charlie knew it to be Darryn and Edge's room and walked closer when Kurt opened it. A full barrage of shouting burst forth. Following the shouting were Edge and Darryn exchanging blows back and forth. Darryn had in one hand his kendo stick and took a furious swing at Edge catching him in the side making him double over.
"How's that for HARDCORE!" Darryn yelled out waking the rest of the people in their hall. From either direction spilled both the Elite and the Asylum. Each just stared for a moment while Darryn seemed to have the upper hand. Quickly Edge dropped him in a Russian leg sweep and both groups began fighting causing the rest of the building to wake up. Thundering footsteps pounded the stairs as the Undertaker's build filled the entranceway to the third floor.
"HEY!" He yelled out and neither participant stopped. He looked around furious at being ignored and walked to where the center of the fight was. Edge and Darryn were still going at it each had been busted open at one point in the fight. Taker lifted both of them up by their necks and yelled out again.
"HEY!" His voice rumbled. The crowded fighters stopped and looked at him.
"Big Evil is back and I will not. And I repeat I will not have all you little punks clouding up my ring with your petty fighting. Now get your asses up and get ready for school." He said lowly. When the group stood there still in shock he glared down at them with the exception of beast.
"I said NOW!" He shouted causing all except beast to scatter back to their rooms. Taker dropped Edge and Darryn to the floor and looked at them. "First thing when you get to school, go to the principals office." His gaze then fell on the massively sized Beast.
"What's your name kid?"
"They call me Beast."
"Interestin'. What's your call here?"
"I came actually to make sure my fellow Asylum member didn't get into too much trouble. And of course to bust a few asses along the way."
"Hmm." Taker stroked his chin for a moment. "Good plan."
"I thought so."
"Keep the peace will ya?"
"Will do."
That next morning the girls' boarding hall was awoken by loud screams coming from the top floor. Nearly everyone emptied from their rooms rushing upstairs. The first one there, Stacy, was already jumping into the fray that was Satin and Lita. Where Lita once had Satin pinned to the ground Satin had reversed it and sent Lita headfirst into the wall. Unfortunately as she stood she soon found herself surrounded by the female members of the "Elite", Stephanie, Molly, Trish, and Mystic. Stacy checked on Lita who was slowly getting to her feet. Satin squeaked and dropped to the floor and slid through the crowd occasionally getting kicked. She made her way down to the second level and found herself frantically searching for Storme's room.
"Damn it all of this over a stupid ring that butt ugly boyfriend of hers gave her." Satin yelled referring to the ring that Matt had given Lita.
"She's down here!" Lita's voice carried from the stairs above her.
"Shit! Storme!"
Meanwhile Storme was in a deep sleep. On her head was her portable CD player, which was currently aiding her in blocking out Stacy's pop band music playing from the other side of the room. In between pauses she was mumbling inaudibly the words to the song she was listening to. Suddenly the door was nearly broken down as Satin burst through it. The lights from the hall burned inside eliminating the room. Storme groaned and covered her head still mumbling the song lyrics. Satin stopped momentarily and smirked unable to resist. She jumped on Storme's bed and landed at the foot of it causing Storme to scream and sit up as if someone had clashed symbols over her head.
"Having dreams about Johnny climbing into your window after dark again Storme?" Satin grinned. "It's very unhealthy you know."
Storme sent her a look of utter disbelief. Only Satin would barge into her room at ungodly hours of the night just to annoy the hell out of her. "What- do-you-want?"
"Oh right. I need your help!"
"Go find Aaron I'm sure he'll help you." Storme smirked and Satin's jaw dropped.
"And I suppose he'd need your mouth open the whole time for it too."
"She's down here!"
"What in the hell?" Storme muttered. She looked back to Satin who's eyes were wide.
"The Elite are coming, the Elite are coming!" She whispered. With out another word Satin jumped up and ran down the hall. Storme raised an eyebrow and fell back to the pillow and covered her head with her comforter.
"Sounds like a job for Paul Revere. Go find him maybe he'll assist you." Storme yelled at Satin's back. She rested a few moments before she sat back up again at the sound of heavy pounding footsteps.
"The Elite are coming! The Elite are coming!" Satin screamed and Storme jumped quickly from her bed abandoning her Cd player and rushing out into the hall barefoot. All around them fellow Asylum members piled out into the hallway. Tally rubbed her eyes holding her teddy bear in one arm. Anna was trying to get information out of Satin as to what was going on. Lalla was busy shoving her bandanna up further on her head to keep her hair out of her face.
"So, we've got ourselves a little fight." Anna muttered. Satin reached into her pocket feeling for her two way that she kept on her person at all times.
Storme looked at her. "What are you doing?"
"Alerting the guys. What does it look like I'm doing?" Satin grumbled sending a message to Aaron. "Just in case."
"Oh gee aren't you a bit o' comfort!" Tally said.
"All in one padded little cell Tally." Storme reminded her. "All in one padded little cell."
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Meanwhile in the guys' boarding house neither side was fairing better. Edge had just finished restacking all of his hair care products when Darryn awoke from his fit full sleep. Edge rolled his eyes. Out of all the people he could have gotten paired with. Why him? Darryn rolled out of bed his hair standing every which way. He rubbed his eyes and stood up stretching. After cracking his neck he smirked at his roommate.
"Mornin' roomie!"
"Drop dead." Edge muttered under his breath before turning with a false mega watt smile. If they could play games so could he. "Mornin' roomie!"
Darryn's eyebrows raised and looked carefully at him. He shrugged before looking around the room and spotting a silver frame next to Edge's bed. With out asking Darryn promptly walked over and picked up the picture. Inside the frame was a photo of Edge and Stacy outside of the school. Darryn held back the urge to snort at the overly happy expressions on both their faces. Instead Darryn barely had a chance to speak when he heard a loud cough.
"Put--that--back." Edge said glaring.
"Cute picture." Darryn retorted dropping the photo back into place. Edge bit his lip to keep his cool while Darryn pulled out a long box and opened it to reveal about a dozen or so kendo sticks baseball bats, and other various hardcore items. He picked up a kendo stick and stood on his bed and looked at the several racks he'd put up on the wall the previous day. Right where Edge's metal posters used to be.
"Hmm." Darryn nodded before strategically placing one after the other on the racks.
"Got enough sticks to last you a lifetime?" Edge remarked.
"Hey--don't diss the kendo sticks. These babies and I have been through a lot together!" Darryn said and jumped down grabbing a baseball bat to place up there.
"Oh because you're a hardcore wrestler? Hardcore wrestling is for those who are too afraid to go for the bigger scale." Edge snorted. Darryn's eyes flashed as he jumped down from the bed.
"I'm going to ask you nicely. Don't ever insult hardcore wrestling in front of me again." Darryn barked in a low menacing voice. Edge scoffed and walked towards him smirking.
"Aw. Did I strike a cord with the big bad hardcore wrestler? All Hardcore wrestling consists of is swinging around weapons at each other. There's no art to it." Edge growled.
"No art?" Darryn spat looking as if Edge had just struck him. "I'll show you art!" Darryn yelled grabbing his nearest hardcore weapon--a kendo stick- -and went to town slamming it into the side of Edge's head knocking him to the floor.
Kurt woke up with a start at the sound of a hard thud across the hall. He looked at the clock and it glowed back in red numbers, 6 a.m. Kurt jumped from his bed and threw the door open and slammed it shut behind him awaking Charlie in the process. Charlie rubbed his face before standing up and looking at the time.
"What the hell is the bald wonder doing at this time in the morning?" Charlie grumbled heading towards the door and pulling it open to find the hall quite empty with the exception of Kurt.
"Kurt what the hell gives?" Charlie asked just as Kurt opened the door across the hall. Charlie knew it to be Darryn and Edge's room and walked closer when Kurt opened it. A full barrage of shouting burst forth. Following the shouting were Edge and Darryn exchanging blows back and forth. Darryn had in one hand his kendo stick and took a furious swing at Edge catching him in the side making him double over.
"How's that for HARDCORE!" Darryn yelled out waking the rest of the people in their hall. From either direction spilled both the Elite and the Asylum. Each just stared for a moment while Darryn seemed to have the upper hand. Quickly Edge dropped him in a Russian leg sweep and both groups began fighting causing the rest of the building to wake up. Thundering footsteps pounded the stairs as the Undertaker's build filled the entranceway to the third floor.
"HEY!" He yelled out and neither participant stopped. He looked around furious at being ignored and walked to where the center of the fight was. Edge and Darryn were still going at it each had been busted open at one point in the fight. Taker lifted both of them up by their necks and yelled out again.
"HEY!" His voice rumbled. The crowded fighters stopped and looked at him.
"Big Evil is back and I will not. And I repeat I will not have all you little punks clouding up my ring with your petty fighting. Now get your asses up and get ready for school." He said lowly. When the group stood there still in shock he glared down at them with the exception of beast.
"I said NOW!" He shouted causing all except beast to scatter back to their rooms. Taker dropped Edge and Darryn to the floor and looked at them. "First thing when you get to school, go to the principals office." His gaze then fell on the massively sized Beast.
"What's your name kid?"
"They call me Beast."
"Interestin'. What's your call here?"
"I came actually to make sure my fellow Asylum member didn't get into too much trouble. And of course to bust a few asses along the way."
"Hmm." Taker stroked his chin for a moment. "Good plan."
"I thought so."
"Keep the peace will ya?"
"Will do."
