Sticking Together
By S. Christian
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the names or likenesses of World Wrestling Entertainment and quite frankly don't have the money to say that I do.
Hello there, folks. Some people may have read some of my other fiction (if I'm on your author alert, you've read The Aftermath), but this is my first time on the WWE train. This fic involves mainly Lita, Jeff Hardy, and Matt Hardy. Cameo's by some other wrestler's will come to be, but these are the main peeps. Enjoy!
NOTE: This story is written as if the storyline was real. I am no stranger to the fact that the WWE and it's storyline is fake. Don't criticise me over that. Thank you!
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Cole: Up next, triple threat action here on Smackdown!
Tazz: The returning and reunited Hardy Boyz, along with Seth Ogden and accompanied by Lita will face Raw's Triple H, Randy Orton, and Ric Flair, accompanied by the remaining member of Evolution, Batista, in the beginning of the battle between Smackdown! and Raw.
Cole: What a match that will be.
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They were getting ready in the locker room. Amy looked at Jeff and Matt. They were quiet, finishing getting ready. But they were calm and collected. The way they always were before a match. Then, she looked at Seth.
He was just sitting at the end of the bench, shifting nervously. She went over to see if he was ok.
She put a hand on his shoulder. "You alright, boy?" Jeff, Matt, and Amy had all gotten into the habit of calling him "boy".
He quickly glanced at her, swallowed, and continued to shift sway. "Yeah. I'm alright," he replied, taking in a breath.
"You're not gonna fool me that easily."
He looked at her again, this time, not shifting back. Amy automatically saw what was in his eyes.
Fear.
She rubbed the shoulder she had her hand on. "You'll be ok out there," she said assuringly. "I know these guys and I know you too. If you can't handle yourself, these guys will back you up."
He brought in a shuddering breath. "I have a really bad feeling, Amy. A really, really bad feeling."
"You're just nervous," she said.
He shook his head. "No. It's not that. I don't think this match is going to go over well at all."
She got up. "You'll be just fine Seth."
He just averted his gaze to the door, waiting for that faithful moment when they would step through it, then through the curtain, then to the ring.
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(A/N: Unlike most scenes where there's a match, this will be through the eyes of the competitors, not the audience)
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They were all in the ring, staring down each other. Seth still looked uneasy, but Jeff and Matt remained cool. Jeff looked over at Seth.
"Relax, boy. Just leave Triple H to me or Matt. Flair and Orton shouldn't be a problem a to you."
Seth just nodded. He stepped through the rope and left Jeff to be the first competitor agains Triple H.
Jeff smiled. "Been a while since I had a chance to kick your ass."
Triple H smiled back. "Been a while since I actually kicked yours."
Jeff shrugged. "Touche."
The met in the middle of the ring.
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The match was going pretty smoothly. Seth was in against Orton. Then, the trouble came.
Jeff heard a scream. Batista was going after Amy. Jeff did a springboard moonsault to Batista, but he was caught. Jeff was automatically put down by sit down powerbomb. Matt came to his aid only to meet a wicked clothesline by the monster.
Leaving Seth alone.
Orton smiled and tagged in Triple H.
'OK,' Seth said in his head. 'He may be an excellent wrestler, but I can take him, I attack right now.'
Seth ran up and immediately began to throw overhand punches at the former World Heavyweight Champion. Seeing that that wasn't going to get the Game down, Seth dropkicked him in the knee. The champ dropped to his knee, dazed half from the attack and half from the surprise. Seth ran against the rope and hit Trip with a throwback.
'I can do this,' he thought.
Triple H was taking alot of time getting up, noticeably being beaten. Seth set up in the turnbuckle to do a super kick. Orton ran in and Seth served the super kick to him. That's when Flair did his part.
He slipped in a sledgehammer to the Game. After seeing that Orton was out of the ring, he turned to Triple H.
And he met a sledgehammer to the forehead.
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Tazz: I can't believe it.
Cole: This is an outrage! Our very own Seth Ogden was actually beating the Game until he got that damn sledgehammer.
Tazz: And the ref saw it. Evolution has been disqualified. Why aren't they leaving? What's Triple H doing now?
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Seth wasn't too dazed to feel fear. His blue hair was already stained with his own blood, and Triple H was about to make it even worse.
His lifeless body was set up for a pedigree. And his head would meet the sledgehammer on the way down.
As if in slow motion, Seth saw the hammer rise up.
Then, he saw nothing. Heard nothing. Felt nothing.
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Jeff regained focus just in time to see his trainee get pedigreed into the sledgehammer. The ref had already disqualified Triple H. Amy was in tears. She'd been checking on Jeff when Seth had been demolished. Jeff quickly got into the ring.
"You son of a bitch!" Jeff screamed at the retreating Triple H. The rest of Evolution was quickly at his side, all smiling, with Exception of Orton, still holding the side of his head from that super kick.
Jeff and Amy were quickly at Seth's side. "Wake up, kid. Come on, Seth. Wake up," Jeff pleaded.
Matt, who had gotten up not too long after Matt, had chased off evolution with a chair and called in the trainers.
Jeff stood up and put his arm over Amy's shoulder's, just as scared for their young friend as she was. They left the ring and followed closely behind as the trainer's carried Seth out on a stretcher.
Amy remembered how Seth had had the bad feeling about tonight's match. It seemed so long ago.
Seth was right.
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Hadn't updated in a while, so here it is. Sorry for the wait. I reintroduced Seth in this chapter, as you must have noticed. I feel I just kinda left his charactar and I at least wanted to get him back into it. I figure I'll probably update soon. REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! Until we all meet again, I must say adios.
By S. Christian
DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the names or likenesses of World Wrestling Entertainment and quite frankly don't have the money to say that I do.
Hello there, folks. Some people may have read some of my other fiction (if I'm on your author alert, you've read The Aftermath), but this is my first time on the WWE train. This fic involves mainly Lita, Jeff Hardy, and Matt Hardy. Cameo's by some other wrestler's will come to be, but these are the main peeps. Enjoy!
NOTE: This story is written as if the storyline was real. I am no stranger to the fact that the WWE and it's storyline is fake. Don't criticise me over that. Thank you!
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Cole: Up next, triple threat action here on Smackdown!
Tazz: The returning and reunited Hardy Boyz, along with Seth Ogden and accompanied by Lita will face Raw's Triple H, Randy Orton, and Ric Flair, accompanied by the remaining member of Evolution, Batista, in the beginning of the battle between Smackdown! and Raw.
Cole: What a match that will be.
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They were getting ready in the locker room. Amy looked at Jeff and Matt. They were quiet, finishing getting ready. But they were calm and collected. The way they always were before a match. Then, she looked at Seth.
He was just sitting at the end of the bench, shifting nervously. She went over to see if he was ok.
She put a hand on his shoulder. "You alright, boy?" Jeff, Matt, and Amy had all gotten into the habit of calling him "boy".
He quickly glanced at her, swallowed, and continued to shift sway. "Yeah. I'm alright," he replied, taking in a breath.
"You're not gonna fool me that easily."
He looked at her again, this time, not shifting back. Amy automatically saw what was in his eyes.
Fear.
She rubbed the shoulder she had her hand on. "You'll be ok out there," she said assuringly. "I know these guys and I know you too. If you can't handle yourself, these guys will back you up."
He brought in a shuddering breath. "I have a really bad feeling, Amy. A really, really bad feeling."
"You're just nervous," she said.
He shook his head. "No. It's not that. I don't think this match is going to go over well at all."
She got up. "You'll be just fine Seth."
He just averted his gaze to the door, waiting for that faithful moment when they would step through it, then through the curtain, then to the ring.
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(A/N: Unlike most scenes where there's a match, this will be through the eyes of the competitors, not the audience)
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They were all in the ring, staring down each other. Seth still looked uneasy, but Jeff and Matt remained cool. Jeff looked over at Seth.
"Relax, boy. Just leave Triple H to me or Matt. Flair and Orton shouldn't be a problem a to you."
Seth just nodded. He stepped through the rope and left Jeff to be the first competitor agains Triple H.
Jeff smiled. "Been a while since I had a chance to kick your ass."
Triple H smiled back. "Been a while since I actually kicked yours."
Jeff shrugged. "Touche."
The met in the middle of the ring.
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The match was going pretty smoothly. Seth was in against Orton. Then, the trouble came.
Jeff heard a scream. Batista was going after Amy. Jeff did a springboard moonsault to Batista, but he was caught. Jeff was automatically put down by sit down powerbomb. Matt came to his aid only to meet a wicked clothesline by the monster.
Leaving Seth alone.
Orton smiled and tagged in Triple H.
'OK,' Seth said in his head. 'He may be an excellent wrestler, but I can take him, I attack right now.'
Seth ran up and immediately began to throw overhand punches at the former World Heavyweight Champion. Seeing that that wasn't going to get the Game down, Seth dropkicked him in the knee. The champ dropped to his knee, dazed half from the attack and half from the surprise. Seth ran against the rope and hit Trip with a throwback.
'I can do this,' he thought.
Triple H was taking alot of time getting up, noticeably being beaten. Seth set up in the turnbuckle to do a super kick. Orton ran in and Seth served the super kick to him. That's when Flair did his part.
He slipped in a sledgehammer to the Game. After seeing that Orton was out of the ring, he turned to Triple H.
And he met a sledgehammer to the forehead.
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Tazz: I can't believe it.
Cole: This is an outrage! Our very own Seth Ogden was actually beating the Game until he got that damn sledgehammer.
Tazz: And the ref saw it. Evolution has been disqualified. Why aren't they leaving? What's Triple H doing now?
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Seth wasn't too dazed to feel fear. His blue hair was already stained with his own blood, and Triple H was about to make it even worse.
His lifeless body was set up for a pedigree. And his head would meet the sledgehammer on the way down.
As if in slow motion, Seth saw the hammer rise up.
Then, he saw nothing. Heard nothing. Felt nothing.
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Jeff regained focus just in time to see his trainee get pedigreed into the sledgehammer. The ref had already disqualified Triple H. Amy was in tears. She'd been checking on Jeff when Seth had been demolished. Jeff quickly got into the ring.
"You son of a bitch!" Jeff screamed at the retreating Triple H. The rest of Evolution was quickly at his side, all smiling, with Exception of Orton, still holding the side of his head from that super kick.
Jeff and Amy were quickly at Seth's side. "Wake up, kid. Come on, Seth. Wake up," Jeff pleaded.
Matt, who had gotten up not too long after Matt, had chased off evolution with a chair and called in the trainers.
Jeff stood up and put his arm over Amy's shoulder's, just as scared for their young friend as she was. They left the ring and followed closely behind as the trainer's carried Seth out on a stretcher.
Amy remembered how Seth had had the bad feeling about tonight's match. It seemed so long ago.
Seth was right.
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Hadn't updated in a while, so here it is. Sorry for the wait. I reintroduced Seth in this chapter, as you must have noticed. I feel I just kinda left his charactar and I at least wanted to get him back into it. I figure I'll probably update soon. REVIEW REVIEW REVIEW! Until we all meet again, I must say adios.