Notes: I'm not from Florida and this consisted of me reading a map. So I'm sure there's an easier way of getting there from Jacksonville but tough.
Meeting the Opposition
Eddy drove south until he got to 202 and then went south on 1A1. Chris had been expecting him to go north towards Georgia. The drive was pretty quiet. Eddy pulled into the driveway of a house in Vilano Beach. Chris got out and looked at Eddy. "You'll see." He repeated.
They walked up to the door and Eddy stopped him. "You are going to be surprised by the group assembled but it's everyone that wants to see the group taken down. They won't know who you are but I trust all of them."
He knocked on the door and it opened. Standing there was a female maybe in her mid teens. "Hi Eddy come in! Who's this?"
"Hi Channa. He's a friend. Everyone here?"
"Yep. They are all out back on the patio." She said letting them in. Then she went upstairs.
"That's Devon's niece." Eddy explained.
"Devon? Storm?" Eddy nodded.
"Oh come on!" Chris heard a voice yell. He wasn't too sure if he wanted to know.
"There's a TV on the patio." Eddy quickly supplied. "They must be watching RAW."
"Ah." He followed him out onto the deck.
Eddy had been right when he said he'd be surprised. He saw Debra Austin, Devon Storm, Steve McMichael, Vince, Linda, and Stephanie McMahon, Rey Mysterio JR, Tajiri, AJ Styles, Nunzio, Paul Roma, JJ Dillon, and much to his surprise a person that made him want to go right back out the door. A man he helped put out.
Lance Storm.
"Eddy..."
"It'll be okay." Eddy said and practically pulled him all the way out of the house. They watched the TV. RAW was just about over. The Horsemen were beating Chris Jericho, Rock, and HBK. Anyone that came to help was stopped by Paul Wight who had moved over to RAW not much after Chris had been. Nash was helping. RAW went off the air with a laughing Bischoff as the last image.
"Who's this?" Vince demanded.
"Wait a minute!" AJ said. "That's that guy from RAW. Harold or something. Was there a set up we didn't know about Eddy?"
"One that we didn't want AJ. Did they beat Chavo?"
"Yeah but not for long. Rock and Jericho saved him." Lance informed him. "He called and said he's on his way here."
Chris looked down at Lance's leg, which was no longer in a knee brace he noticed. But there were crutches next to him.
"Guys this is Chris Benoit." Eddy informed them.
There was silence for a few seconds then things went crazy. Lance got up without the aid of crutches and walked over to Chris before anyone could stop him. "Why did you do it Chris? You and Flair are about the only good in that group."
"They didn't give me a choice!"
"Didn't stop you when you tried to help Shane!"
"Yeah and look what that got him! Lance calm down. Ric has explained it before." Stephanie said. "My husband hated anyone who wasn't in the group."
"No kidding Steph! But I thought Chris was different."
"He is different Lance." Eddy answered. "If he wasn't Dean wouldn't have beat the crap out of him."
"Whoa! Dean did what?"
Everyone turned to stare at Chris and things finally quieted down. Chris could hear Eddy muttering under his breath that he was going to kill Perry.
Lance sat back down. Everyone continued to stare at Chris, which made him uncomfortable.
"Can everyone keep it down?" Devon asked. "This is my sister's home. She's been nice enough to let us use it. She doesn't need us yelling. And neither do the neighbors."
"Chris you don't remember Dean attacking you with a chair?" Rey JR asked.
"No. Last conversation I remember having with Dean was after what happened to Shane. I told him I didn't know him anymore. He attacked me with a chair?"
"Yeah. If Flair and Steve hadn't..." Debra trailed off. "Never mind it wasn't that bad." She quickly said.
"How bad was it?" Chris demanded. He knew Debra wanted to say something. Chris turned around to see Eddy shaking his head. "How bad was it Eddy?"
"It could have been worse." Eddy said obviously avoiding the answer. The others were watching them.
"How bad!"
"A couple broken ribs, eye swelled shut, and a bruised knee cap." Eddy said with a sigh.
Meeting the Opposition
Eddy drove south until he got to 202 and then went south on 1A1. Chris had been expecting him to go north towards Georgia. The drive was pretty quiet. Eddy pulled into the driveway of a house in Vilano Beach. Chris got out and looked at Eddy. "You'll see." He repeated.
They walked up to the door and Eddy stopped him. "You are going to be surprised by the group assembled but it's everyone that wants to see the group taken down. They won't know who you are but I trust all of them."
He knocked on the door and it opened. Standing there was a female maybe in her mid teens. "Hi Eddy come in! Who's this?"
"Hi Channa. He's a friend. Everyone here?"
"Yep. They are all out back on the patio." She said letting them in. Then she went upstairs.
"That's Devon's niece." Eddy explained.
"Devon? Storm?" Eddy nodded.
"Oh come on!" Chris heard a voice yell. He wasn't too sure if he wanted to know.
"There's a TV on the patio." Eddy quickly supplied. "They must be watching RAW."
"Ah." He followed him out onto the deck.
Eddy had been right when he said he'd be surprised. He saw Debra Austin, Devon Storm, Steve McMichael, Vince, Linda, and Stephanie McMahon, Rey Mysterio JR, Tajiri, AJ Styles, Nunzio, Paul Roma, JJ Dillon, and much to his surprise a person that made him want to go right back out the door. A man he helped put out.
Lance Storm.
"Eddy..."
"It'll be okay." Eddy said and practically pulled him all the way out of the house. They watched the TV. RAW was just about over. The Horsemen were beating Chris Jericho, Rock, and HBK. Anyone that came to help was stopped by Paul Wight who had moved over to RAW not much after Chris had been. Nash was helping. RAW went off the air with a laughing Bischoff as the last image.
"Who's this?" Vince demanded.
"Wait a minute!" AJ said. "That's that guy from RAW. Harold or something. Was there a set up we didn't know about Eddy?"
"One that we didn't want AJ. Did they beat Chavo?"
"Yeah but not for long. Rock and Jericho saved him." Lance informed him. "He called and said he's on his way here."
Chris looked down at Lance's leg, which was no longer in a knee brace he noticed. But there were crutches next to him.
"Guys this is Chris Benoit." Eddy informed them.
There was silence for a few seconds then things went crazy. Lance got up without the aid of crutches and walked over to Chris before anyone could stop him. "Why did you do it Chris? You and Flair are about the only good in that group."
"They didn't give me a choice!"
"Didn't stop you when you tried to help Shane!"
"Yeah and look what that got him! Lance calm down. Ric has explained it before." Stephanie said. "My husband hated anyone who wasn't in the group."
"No kidding Steph! But I thought Chris was different."
"He is different Lance." Eddy answered. "If he wasn't Dean wouldn't have beat the crap out of him."
"Whoa! Dean did what?"
Everyone turned to stare at Chris and things finally quieted down. Chris could hear Eddy muttering under his breath that he was going to kill Perry.
Lance sat back down. Everyone continued to stare at Chris, which made him uncomfortable.
"Can everyone keep it down?" Devon asked. "This is my sister's home. She's been nice enough to let us use it. She doesn't need us yelling. And neither do the neighbors."
"Chris you don't remember Dean attacking you with a chair?" Rey JR asked.
"No. Last conversation I remember having with Dean was after what happened to Shane. I told him I didn't know him anymore. He attacked me with a chair?"
"Yeah. If Flair and Steve hadn't..." Debra trailed off. "Never mind it wasn't that bad." She quickly said.
"How bad was it?" Chris demanded. He knew Debra wanted to say something. Chris turned around to see Eddy shaking his head. "How bad was it Eddy?"
"It could have been worse." Eddy said obviously avoiding the answer. The others were watching them.
"How bad!"
"A couple broken ribs, eye swelled shut, and a bruised knee cap." Eddy said with a sigh.