It had been a long, tiring day for the Smackdown General Manager, and she
was glad to be back at her hotel room, and able to finally relax.
Last night at Smackdown, had been brilliant. Her mole had really done an excellent job. Also, every wrestler that she'd asked.or told to back her up had done so, with the exception of Edge. She'd have to deal with him later. Even Matt Hardy had been more then happy to put his hands on Lita, and Stephanie couldn't help but feel smug about that one.
The only downfall of the night, was the fact that Lita hadn't actually been hurt. She had escaped in some cheap car that had to belong to someone on Raw- if only for his or her own safety. Then the brunette scowled. If she ever did find out that someone on her roster had helped out the little skank, then she would make them wish they had never been born.
However, right now she had bigger fish to fry. Fish that went by the names of Paul Heyman, Kurt Angle and his little team, plus the Big Show and A- Train. She couldn't believe that they would work for that ingrate Eric Bischoff, instead of her. How dare they defy Stephanie McMahon?
She would make them suffer. All of them. But she wouldn't fire them. That could benefit Bischoff, in the sense that he would just hire them for Raw, giving him the bigger Army at the PPV. She'd almost forgotten about the upcoming event.'Judgement Day'.
This event would indeed be Bischoff 's and his little brat's judgement day when she, Stephanie McMahon would destroy them and destroy Raw.for good.
It was war.
~
Lita rubbed her eyes sleepily, as she used the spare keycard to open her hotel room door.
After getting a lift back from the arena by Jericho and Christian, she had realised that sometime between the moment she had left the room in the morning, and right then in the hotel lobby, she had lost her keycard. Jericho had demanded a spare from the clerk at the desk and then the trio had walked four floors before saying their goodnights.
As she made her way into the room closing the door behind her, she suddenly noticed him sitting there, on the edge of her neatly made bed. She felt a shiver run up her spine, as he looked up at her and smirked.
"I was wondering when you'd show up," he said, and Lita frowned, not daring to move an inch.
"How did you get in here?"
The man held up a keycard and grinned. "Yours?" he sneered at the young woman, "It fell out of your pocket after breakfast."
Lita walked over, took the keycard and made sure there was distance between the two of them once again.
"Thanks for returning it," she said, and crossed her arms protectively across her body. He just stared at her for a few moments, and the diva felt extremely awkward. Why couldn't he just leave?
"Was there anything else you wanted?" she asked, hoping he'd get the hint and go.
"Actually yeah," he stood and moved towards her. Lita inched away a little, until her back was up against a wall and there was nowhere else to go. This really wasn't good. She now wished that she'd accepted Christian and Jericho's offer to walk her directly to her room. Although she didn't trust those two, she did trust them a hell of a lot more then she trusted this man.
"What's that?" she said softly, looking up at the large man, who was standing so close to her that she could feel his breath on her face.
"You." He said simply and Lita felt as if her throat had sunk into her stomach. That was really the last thing she had wanted to hear him say.
"Hunter." she began, but he cut her off by placing one finger onto her lips.
"I want you in my team. I want you Lita, to be a part of Evolution. Together we would dominate Raw. Me as the World Heavyweight Champion. You, the Women's Champion. Batista and Randy will soon dominate the tag team division. And we'll have the legend Rick Flair behind us all the way. Come on Lita, what do you say?"
Lita contemplated the idea, after all, Evolution was a very powerful team and now she had a chance to be a part of that. Power was something she loved to have. Even if she weren't too keen on Tripple H, she would always have Batista there to protect her.
Then there was Bischoff, who she knew would hate the idea, as he hated both Flair and Hunter. Oh yeah, he would be pissed off all right, and she was going to love making him squirm. After all hadn't he been the one who said to 'round up some allies'?
"Okay." Lita nodded, and watched as the Game's smile grew. Then he moved his head down closer to hers, and the diva held a breath, knowing he was going to kiss her and there was not a damn thing she could do about it. He was so much larger and stronger than she was. She instantly regretted making the decision to join him right away, while they were alone together. She should have told him that she'd think about it or something.
Tripple H pulled away from her abruptly, at the sudden knock on the door.
"Expecting someone?" Hunter asked, annoyance evident in his voice. Lita, however, was extremely relieved, and more than thankful to whoever it was that had disrupted them.
"No." She shook her head. She moved to go and answer it, but Hunter grasped her bare arm, stopping her in her tracks. She looked at him and frowned. His grip was tight.
"Hunter."
"Just ignore it, they'll go away." He said, but Lita pulled her arm free.
"I have to get it, what if it's important?" She told him, walking towards the door and not waiting for an answer. There was no way that she wasn't going to answer it.
She was relieved yet again when the current World Champion made no effort to stop her opening the door. What she didn't expect to find, was the person who was standing behind that door.
"Edge? What are you doing here?"
Last night at Smackdown, had been brilliant. Her mole had really done an excellent job. Also, every wrestler that she'd asked.or told to back her up had done so, with the exception of Edge. She'd have to deal with him later. Even Matt Hardy had been more then happy to put his hands on Lita, and Stephanie couldn't help but feel smug about that one.
The only downfall of the night, was the fact that Lita hadn't actually been hurt. She had escaped in some cheap car that had to belong to someone on Raw- if only for his or her own safety. Then the brunette scowled. If she ever did find out that someone on her roster had helped out the little skank, then she would make them wish they had never been born.
However, right now she had bigger fish to fry. Fish that went by the names of Paul Heyman, Kurt Angle and his little team, plus the Big Show and A- Train. She couldn't believe that they would work for that ingrate Eric Bischoff, instead of her. How dare they defy Stephanie McMahon?
She would make them suffer. All of them. But she wouldn't fire them. That could benefit Bischoff, in the sense that he would just hire them for Raw, giving him the bigger Army at the PPV. She'd almost forgotten about the upcoming event.'Judgement Day'.
This event would indeed be Bischoff 's and his little brat's judgement day when she, Stephanie McMahon would destroy them and destroy Raw.for good.
It was war.
~
Lita rubbed her eyes sleepily, as she used the spare keycard to open her hotel room door.
After getting a lift back from the arena by Jericho and Christian, she had realised that sometime between the moment she had left the room in the morning, and right then in the hotel lobby, she had lost her keycard. Jericho had demanded a spare from the clerk at the desk and then the trio had walked four floors before saying their goodnights.
As she made her way into the room closing the door behind her, she suddenly noticed him sitting there, on the edge of her neatly made bed. She felt a shiver run up her spine, as he looked up at her and smirked.
"I was wondering when you'd show up," he said, and Lita frowned, not daring to move an inch.
"How did you get in here?"
The man held up a keycard and grinned. "Yours?" he sneered at the young woman, "It fell out of your pocket after breakfast."
Lita walked over, took the keycard and made sure there was distance between the two of them once again.
"Thanks for returning it," she said, and crossed her arms protectively across her body. He just stared at her for a few moments, and the diva felt extremely awkward. Why couldn't he just leave?
"Was there anything else you wanted?" she asked, hoping he'd get the hint and go.
"Actually yeah," he stood and moved towards her. Lita inched away a little, until her back was up against a wall and there was nowhere else to go. This really wasn't good. She now wished that she'd accepted Christian and Jericho's offer to walk her directly to her room. Although she didn't trust those two, she did trust them a hell of a lot more then she trusted this man.
"What's that?" she said softly, looking up at the large man, who was standing so close to her that she could feel his breath on her face.
"You." He said simply and Lita felt as if her throat had sunk into her stomach. That was really the last thing she had wanted to hear him say.
"Hunter." she began, but he cut her off by placing one finger onto her lips.
"I want you in my team. I want you Lita, to be a part of Evolution. Together we would dominate Raw. Me as the World Heavyweight Champion. You, the Women's Champion. Batista and Randy will soon dominate the tag team division. And we'll have the legend Rick Flair behind us all the way. Come on Lita, what do you say?"
Lita contemplated the idea, after all, Evolution was a very powerful team and now she had a chance to be a part of that. Power was something she loved to have. Even if she weren't too keen on Tripple H, she would always have Batista there to protect her.
Then there was Bischoff, who she knew would hate the idea, as he hated both Flair and Hunter. Oh yeah, he would be pissed off all right, and she was going to love making him squirm. After all hadn't he been the one who said to 'round up some allies'?
"Okay." Lita nodded, and watched as the Game's smile grew. Then he moved his head down closer to hers, and the diva held a breath, knowing he was going to kiss her and there was not a damn thing she could do about it. He was so much larger and stronger than she was. She instantly regretted making the decision to join him right away, while they were alone together. She should have told him that she'd think about it or something.
Tripple H pulled away from her abruptly, at the sudden knock on the door.
"Expecting someone?" Hunter asked, annoyance evident in his voice. Lita, however, was extremely relieved, and more than thankful to whoever it was that had disrupted them.
"No." She shook her head. She moved to go and answer it, but Hunter grasped her bare arm, stopping her in her tracks. She looked at him and frowned. His grip was tight.
"Hunter."
"Just ignore it, they'll go away." He said, but Lita pulled her arm free.
"I have to get it, what if it's important?" She told him, walking towards the door and not waiting for an answer. There was no way that she wasn't going to answer it.
She was relieved yet again when the current World Champion made no effort to stop her opening the door. What she didn't expect to find, was the person who was standing behind that door.
"Edge? What are you doing here?"