"So where's Dave gone exactly?" Hunter asked, as he took a swig of his beer
and turned on the TV, just in time for the beginning of Smackdown.
It was the same each week. The four members of Evolution would meet at Rick Flair's hotel room, and watch the matches for the other show, against the orders of their 'wonderful' boss Eric Bischoff. However, tonight they were two men short.
"He said that he had to take care of some family problems or something." Flair told the Game, who arched an eyebrow.
"I didn't know he had any...family that is,"
"Neither did I." Rick shrugged, not really bothered in the least, "And Randy's at home injured at the moment.What a team." He added and Tripple H smirked.
"Was that sarcasm I heard there Rick?" He grinned.
"Hunter, if you want sarcasm then why- .well, well, well .look who's just graced us with her presence." The Nature Boy said, referring to the miniature Stephanie McMahon appearing on the TV.
"Great." The Game muttered sourly at the site of his ex-wife. He really couldn't stand the slut.
"Wonder what trouble that bitch is going to cause this time." Flair smirked and so did Hunter. They both knew what the youngest McMahon was capable of, once she put her mind to it. She was bitch to the bone, and once you were on her bad side, she would make you pay for it, by any means possible.
They watched as the Smackdown General Manager waltzed down the ramp and to the ring, a satisfied look on her face.one that usually meant trouble for whomever was involved.
"Tonight is going to be a Smackdown like no other!" She declared, smiling triumphantly at the crowd, "And I'd like to start it off by introducing you all to the new women's champion.Lita!" Stephanie made a gesture towards the ramp with her arm, as the crowd roared in delight at the mention of the diva.
"Well if it isn't our fiery little friend." Rick glanced at Tripple H, who's expression grew serious. He just knew that Stephanie was up to something. Something that wouldn't be good for the other woman. The same woman that he wanted to join his team.
They watched the screen more intently than before, as the stunning diva made her way to the ring and stood before Stephanie.
"Lita. Thank you for joining us on Smackdown tonight...." Stephanie smiled, and Lita eyed her curiously, offering the brunette a small smile of her own.
Stephanie turned round and looked at the cheering crowd, then suddenly her expression changed into a scowl as she turned back to face Lita.
Hunter cringed at the look on her face.
".However. Maybe you should have just stayed on Raw. I mean after all, you *do* work for Eric Bischoff right? Isn't that why you're here? As a mole?" Stephanie spat, and the former redhead frowned. This was going to be bad. Lita knew it, and the now booing crowd knew it too.
"Damn that woman!" Hunter swore angrily; as he listened to Tazz make some crude comment about Lita 'pissing off' the boss.
"Should have seen it coming H." Rick sighed, "My only thought, is what the hell is she going to do next?"
"I don't know what you're talking about Stephanie." Lita said defensively.
"Oh I think you do. You see, Eric Bischoff isn't the only one who has mole working for him.I have one too." The General Manager gave her a satisfied smirk, "Except the difference is, that no one knows who *my* mole is."
The crowd booed some more and a few chants of 'slut' could be heard. Tripple H smirked. The brunette deserved that.
"I'll tell you one thing though.he's good at what he does. See, he found out a few things while he was on Raw. A few things about *you* Lita. About your little plan...." Stephanie glared at the women's champion coldy. ".Oh don't worry about Heyman and his lackeys. They will get just what they deserve all in due time."
Lita swallowed nervously. Shit. This wasn't supposed to happen. Stephanie's so-called mole must have overheard her conversation with Bischoff. So then she must know about.
".And I know about your little family secret too." Stephanie stepped closer to the former redhead as the two women proceeded to glare daggers into each other. Then Lita stepped back, suddenly remembering something.
"What about the baby Steph?" Lita said quietly, thankful that the crowd couldn't hear.
The Smackdown Manager laughed then spoke, equally as softly as Lita had done, lowering the microphone she was holding.
"What baby?" She watched as a bewildered frown formed on the diva's face. "Don't you get it Lita? I *knew* you were going to join us straight from Raw, and I *knew* which room you had."
"How.?"
"Let's just say a little mole told me. .Anyway, I was going to confront you right then, but I guess I thought I'd have a little fun first. You're just so gullible Lita.I mean, even if I was pregnant -which I'm not, I'd like to add- then why the hell would I tell you?"
Lita's blood was literally boiling. She wanted more than anything to slap that satisfied smirk off of Stephanie's face, and she would have done just that, had Stephanie not spoken into the microphone.
"You forget one thing Lita. This is *my* show, and my wrestler's don't want their jobs endangered by the likes of you." She sneered and averted her eyes to something behind Lita. Or someone.
The Game cursed the TV set as he helplessly watched Brock Lesner, The Undertaker and Rikishi, walk briskly towards the ring. The former redhead looked horrified as three of the biggest guys on Smackdown approached her, obviously intending to do some damage to the women's champion.
"Run Dammit!" Tripple H yelled, and as if hearing him, she turned to leave.coming face to face with Matt Hardy.her so-called boyfriend.
He looked pissed, and Lita wasn't about to take any chances. She kicked him, as hard as she could between the legs and ran, through the crowd and out into the parking lot. She stopped running, breathing hard, unsure of where to go next. She had left her rental car at the hotel, accepting Stephanie's offer of a lift. Oh that bitch had thought of it all.
Lita turned at the sounds of yelling, just in time to see three guys in the distance. It looked like the three members of the FBI. Full Blooded Idiots as far as she was concerned. But regardless of what she thought of them, they seemed to be after her too, and she had to get away somehow.
"Shit, she's trapped." Hunter put his head in his hands, wishing he had a sledgehammer, so that he could bash something.anything.
"No she's not. Look." Flair told him, seeing a black car with tinted windows, pull up beside the woman, the door opening in a hurry.
The diva peeked into the car and smiled with relief, jumping inside without a second thought. Then the car pulled away at top speed.
Hunter sighed with relief, as the camera now focused on a match between Edge and Billy Kidman. He really didn't know why Lita was affecting him that way. Hell, he didn't even know her that well! But he did know that she was beautiful, strong and worthy of being part of Evolution.
Together, they could pay back that witch Stephanie for the stunt she pulled that night. Lita had a lucky escape. Although he couldn't help but wonder who helped her.
Who was in that car?
It was the same each week. The four members of Evolution would meet at Rick Flair's hotel room, and watch the matches for the other show, against the orders of their 'wonderful' boss Eric Bischoff. However, tonight they were two men short.
"He said that he had to take care of some family problems or something." Flair told the Game, who arched an eyebrow.
"I didn't know he had any...family that is,"
"Neither did I." Rick shrugged, not really bothered in the least, "And Randy's at home injured at the moment.What a team." He added and Tripple H smirked.
"Was that sarcasm I heard there Rick?" He grinned.
"Hunter, if you want sarcasm then why- .well, well, well .look who's just graced us with her presence." The Nature Boy said, referring to the miniature Stephanie McMahon appearing on the TV.
"Great." The Game muttered sourly at the site of his ex-wife. He really couldn't stand the slut.
"Wonder what trouble that bitch is going to cause this time." Flair smirked and so did Hunter. They both knew what the youngest McMahon was capable of, once she put her mind to it. She was bitch to the bone, and once you were on her bad side, she would make you pay for it, by any means possible.
They watched as the Smackdown General Manager waltzed down the ramp and to the ring, a satisfied look on her face.one that usually meant trouble for whomever was involved.
"Tonight is going to be a Smackdown like no other!" She declared, smiling triumphantly at the crowd, "And I'd like to start it off by introducing you all to the new women's champion.Lita!" Stephanie made a gesture towards the ramp with her arm, as the crowd roared in delight at the mention of the diva.
"Well if it isn't our fiery little friend." Rick glanced at Tripple H, who's expression grew serious. He just knew that Stephanie was up to something. Something that wouldn't be good for the other woman. The same woman that he wanted to join his team.
They watched the screen more intently than before, as the stunning diva made her way to the ring and stood before Stephanie.
"Lita. Thank you for joining us on Smackdown tonight...." Stephanie smiled, and Lita eyed her curiously, offering the brunette a small smile of her own.
Stephanie turned round and looked at the cheering crowd, then suddenly her expression changed into a scowl as she turned back to face Lita.
Hunter cringed at the look on her face.
".However. Maybe you should have just stayed on Raw. I mean after all, you *do* work for Eric Bischoff right? Isn't that why you're here? As a mole?" Stephanie spat, and the former redhead frowned. This was going to be bad. Lita knew it, and the now booing crowd knew it too.
"Damn that woman!" Hunter swore angrily; as he listened to Tazz make some crude comment about Lita 'pissing off' the boss.
"Should have seen it coming H." Rick sighed, "My only thought, is what the hell is she going to do next?"
"I don't know what you're talking about Stephanie." Lita said defensively.
"Oh I think you do. You see, Eric Bischoff isn't the only one who has mole working for him.I have one too." The General Manager gave her a satisfied smirk, "Except the difference is, that no one knows who *my* mole is."
The crowd booed some more and a few chants of 'slut' could be heard. Tripple H smirked. The brunette deserved that.
"I'll tell you one thing though.he's good at what he does. See, he found out a few things while he was on Raw. A few things about *you* Lita. About your little plan...." Stephanie glared at the women's champion coldy. ".Oh don't worry about Heyman and his lackeys. They will get just what they deserve all in due time."
Lita swallowed nervously. Shit. This wasn't supposed to happen. Stephanie's so-called mole must have overheard her conversation with Bischoff. So then she must know about.
".And I know about your little family secret too." Stephanie stepped closer to the former redhead as the two women proceeded to glare daggers into each other. Then Lita stepped back, suddenly remembering something.
"What about the baby Steph?" Lita said quietly, thankful that the crowd couldn't hear.
The Smackdown Manager laughed then spoke, equally as softly as Lita had done, lowering the microphone she was holding.
"What baby?" She watched as a bewildered frown formed on the diva's face. "Don't you get it Lita? I *knew* you were going to join us straight from Raw, and I *knew* which room you had."
"How.?"
"Let's just say a little mole told me. .Anyway, I was going to confront you right then, but I guess I thought I'd have a little fun first. You're just so gullible Lita.I mean, even if I was pregnant -which I'm not, I'd like to add- then why the hell would I tell you?"
Lita's blood was literally boiling. She wanted more than anything to slap that satisfied smirk off of Stephanie's face, and she would have done just that, had Stephanie not spoken into the microphone.
"You forget one thing Lita. This is *my* show, and my wrestler's don't want their jobs endangered by the likes of you." She sneered and averted her eyes to something behind Lita. Or someone.
The Game cursed the TV set as he helplessly watched Brock Lesner, The Undertaker and Rikishi, walk briskly towards the ring. The former redhead looked horrified as three of the biggest guys on Smackdown approached her, obviously intending to do some damage to the women's champion.
"Run Dammit!" Tripple H yelled, and as if hearing him, she turned to leave.coming face to face with Matt Hardy.her so-called boyfriend.
He looked pissed, and Lita wasn't about to take any chances. She kicked him, as hard as she could between the legs and ran, through the crowd and out into the parking lot. She stopped running, breathing hard, unsure of where to go next. She had left her rental car at the hotel, accepting Stephanie's offer of a lift. Oh that bitch had thought of it all.
Lita turned at the sounds of yelling, just in time to see three guys in the distance. It looked like the three members of the FBI. Full Blooded Idiots as far as she was concerned. But regardless of what she thought of them, they seemed to be after her too, and she had to get away somehow.
"Shit, she's trapped." Hunter put his head in his hands, wishing he had a sledgehammer, so that he could bash something.anything.
"No she's not. Look." Flair told him, seeing a black car with tinted windows, pull up beside the woman, the door opening in a hurry.
The diva peeked into the car and smiled with relief, jumping inside without a second thought. Then the car pulled away at top speed.
Hunter sighed with relief, as the camera now focused on a match between Edge and Billy Kidman. He really didn't know why Lita was affecting him that way. Hell, he didn't even know her that well! But he did know that she was beautiful, strong and worthy of being part of Evolution.
Together, they could pay back that witch Stephanie for the stunt she pulled that night. Lita had a lucky escape. Although he couldn't help but wonder who helped her.
Who was in that car?