The match was quite a standard match for Raw, however Triple H was not
performing to his best which obviously surprised RVD because a few moves he
made weren't as calculated as perhaps they should have been. However after
approximately ten minutes or so, after the usual arm drags, wear-down holds
and the odd drop kick from RVD, Triple H lined Rob Van Dam up for the
pedigree as planned, RVD countered with a back drop, Rob nailed Triple H
with the rolling thunder, climbed to the top and one five star frog splash
later 1,2,3 - the crowd went crazy chanting RVD at the top of their voices,
the referee raised Van Dam's arm in victory and he began to do his usual
poses, playing to the crowd as he always did, only just registering Lilian
Garcia say 'here is your winner -Rob Van Dam'
Having won the non title match, next was the following Sunday for the title, that match would see Triple H retain which meant he needed to train well to look good enough for Vince to deserve a rematch and maybe even a run with the gold. He had seen Triple H hurry back to his locker room much quicker than normal, hardly acknowledging the superstars that had congratulated them both on the match. Concerned, Rob walked down the long corridor of rooms to Triple H's locker room at the end of the corridor, he needed to speak to him anyway to discuss Sunday's match and a possible ending. Just as he reached the door however he heard raised voices from inside, one was clearly Triple H's but he couldn't work out who the other voice belonged to, he couldn't even work out if it was male or female, they weren't arguing but Triple H was certainly worried about something. Rob felt he couldn't go in at that point and started walking away, but something inside him told him to go back and listen. Knowing that he shouldn't Rob tried to ignore this feeling, however for some reason or another he couldn't resist going back to the door, what he heard once he returned sent an incredible shiver up his spine, in disbelief he automatically wanted to throw up.
Sorry this chapter's been delayed, but any comments good or bad or suggestions are always welcome.
Having won the non title match, next was the following Sunday for the title, that match would see Triple H retain which meant he needed to train well to look good enough for Vince to deserve a rematch and maybe even a run with the gold. He had seen Triple H hurry back to his locker room much quicker than normal, hardly acknowledging the superstars that had congratulated them both on the match. Concerned, Rob walked down the long corridor of rooms to Triple H's locker room at the end of the corridor, he needed to speak to him anyway to discuss Sunday's match and a possible ending. Just as he reached the door however he heard raised voices from inside, one was clearly Triple H's but he couldn't work out who the other voice belonged to, he couldn't even work out if it was male or female, they weren't arguing but Triple H was certainly worried about something. Rob felt he couldn't go in at that point and started walking away, but something inside him told him to go back and listen. Knowing that he shouldn't Rob tried to ignore this feeling, however for some reason or another he couldn't resist going back to the door, what he heard once he returned sent an incredible shiver up his spine, in disbelief he automatically wanted to throw up.
Sorry this chapter's been delayed, but any comments good or bad or suggestions are always welcome.