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Omega-the Beginning & Ending
Previously: Jeff Hardy, after fighting with the other heroes of the city at Mayor Bischoff's new casino, disappeared during the melee. It was Rob Van Dam who discovered that Jeff had left something important behind.mainly his severed arm, an arm that turned out to be mechanical in nature, much to Van Dam's surprise
NYC-night
~JH~
After all the time I've spent here, I'm still amazed how everything in this city keeps running.
A man, limping and seemingly dragging himself along side the building by sheer strength of will, made his way towards his goal.
Of course, I guess that isn't too unusual. But I think I'm getting away from the point here.
The man (with only one arm visible) slowly dragged himself up the side of the building until the bright neon sign of the Red Cross and the word 'Hospital' could be seen.
I guess I should take it from the top. Name's Hardy, like the book, and yeah, that's me doing my best Arachniman impersonation.
The man, with a near Herculean effort, managed to drag himself up and onto the waiting ledge. With a sigh, he leaned back and closed his eyes. "Just a few more feet" he whispered as he crawled towards a closed window.
It wasn't always like this. Back before all the craziness, we, meaning by brother Matt and me, just wanted to be in a band. Well, we figured what the hey and just start our own.
The man crawled over to the window and with a slight grunt, managed to wedge his fingers into the crack and jimmy the window up enough so that he could slide in.
Inside the room was a single bed, with a lone figure hooked up to a series of machines. The steady beating of the machines indicating life was the only sound in the room.
Yeah, that's her. Amy from down the street, and one of the reasons I'm standing here almost dead instead of curled up with a space heater. But I think I should start with the major stuff first. Like I said, Matt and me wanted to become rock & roll legends, so we grabbed a few friends and started to practice. I wouldn't call us good, but we were ok. Heck, we even started to play some clubs around here, but all things changed about a year or so ago today.
The man, slumped over near the window, lay against the old wallpaper and wheezed as he tried to sit up. "Lita." he gasped as he tried to stand up under his own power and failed.
So you might be thinking, so what? Well I'll tell you; Matt and Amy were pretty serious. Real make-out kings you know? I'll admit I was a bit jealous but all for the band, right? Bischoff had been in office for a little while but we didn't pay him any mind.
The man, using his single arm, managed to drag himself by the fingers to the bed. Rolling over on his back, his fingers brushed against a sheet that had been carelessly pulled back.
"I'm here, like I promised." He mumbled
Well, things took a turn for the worst about this time. Bischoff said he was going to stomp out crime in the city. 'Good for him' we thought, but we didn't realize he was talking about all the crime that wasn't controlled by him. And wouldn't you know it, but the same club we were playing was owned by some jerks that didn't feel like leaving town.
Minutes, or maybe hours later, the man raised himself up enough so that he could see the face of the person he had risked so much to see. "I sorry I couldn't bring you any flowers" he rasped as his hand tried to find the young woman's.
So here we were, just a bunch of snot nosed kids playing cover songs when the owners come flying across the stage and into out amps. The dudes that tossed them were what we called 'the 3 Minute Warning', because you had about 3 minutes to clear out of there while you could still walk. The crowd went nuts and next thing I know, I'm gazing up at the lights with about six amps on top of me.
"Lita" he choked out as he slowly stood up, using the bed as a crutch. "I should have told you so many times" he rambled as his vision began to blur.
Forcing himself up, the man gazed down on the still woman's form. "I love you," he said quietly as slowly bent down and kissed her forehead.
Sort of mushy, isn't it? Sorry, like I was saying; I'm pinned down, I don't see Matt anywhere, Shane and Shannon are getting crushed by the mob, Lita? 3 Minute Warning is playing soccer with her face. I guess they got bored, because they went after the guys and me next. You know what it's like to have your arm crushed? Not many people do.
Running his bloody finger alongside her face, the man turned and slowly hobbled back to the open window.
It kinda of goes without saying that we broke up after that; Matt, Shane and Shannon all headed out west. I heard Matt's getting back into the music. Good for him. As you can guess I stayed here. I found a pretty decent replacement for my arm; at least for a while before I lost it tonight.
The man opened the window a little bit more before taking one last look at the woman.
And now this; Well, I gave it my best but sometimes your best just isn't good enough I still have one last thing to do before I punch out..
"So long" he whispered as he ducked out of the room and slowly crawled back outside.
Looking out at the night sky, he steadied himself before taking a standing leap off of the ledge.
Meanwhile, back in the room
The room was quiet once again, excepting the shallow breathing and the steady beep of the heart monitor.
But like the proverbial calm before the storm, that all changed within seconds as the monitor began to beep faster and faster.
On the bed, the woman's fingers started to twitch.
The Bowery
The man known only as Raven sat back in his chair while soft light from a dozen television sets bathed over him. "Judging from the various reports, I take it the casino's grand opening was.interesting?
A muttered cough followed by the some of teeth hitting the floor answered him.
"Yes sir" Steven Richards coughed as he carefully placed the severed arm of Jeff Hardy on the table in front of him. "I brought the arm back with me, like you ordered."
Raven, not even bothering to turn around, continued to watch the various news reports. "Yes, yes you did. Unfortunately I also needed the body that was attached to that particular limb."
If Steven's spirits sank any lower they would have to scrape the bottom of his shoes to find them.
"Oh hell" he muttered.
"But I'm feeling.forgiving tonight." Raven spoke as he continued to watch the sets. "I know that my destiny is approaching, and it will happen Steven. I can promise you that."
A slight beeping went off, which caused Raven to spin around and actually face Richards. "What's this?" he asked as he flipped a few switches to bring yet another screen up, this one showing the outside of the building.
Squinting, Raven did something Steven hadn't seen him do in almost twenty years.
He saw Raven smiling
"Well, it looks like we have guests." Raven said, his teeth shining brightly through his scraggly beard. "Steven, go invite them in before they catch their death." He ordered as he spun back around.
Steven muttered to himself as he walked up the elephantine staircase. "Lousy freaking debt." his threats trailed off, more out of fear (in the event of any hidden listening devices, which he wouldn't put past his employer) than anything else.
As he unlocked the dozens of locks on the massive door, he was rewarded for his efforts with a swift punch to the face.
"You broke my nose!" he cried as the two men stormed inside. The first (and the one who had hit him) was a name that he was vaguely familiar with: D-Lo Brown, an pirate radio broadcaster, along with someone else he didn't feel like dealing with tonight.
Jeff Hardy, one arm and all
"Alright punk, where's your boss?" Brown demanded as he gripped Steven by his collar. "Downstairs!" he shouted as Brown slammed his head against what seemed everything even vaguely hard.
As the two men passed him by, Steven could only mutter to himself as he tried to collect the rest of his missing teeth:
"I have got to get a better job"
The end
Notes
Well, here's HEAT! This section is going to act as a backup feature to RAW. This part will continue to take place in New York City, but the stars are going to what would be considered 'the mid-card' of the roster.
Next, some Fantasy Booking, with just how the whole Katie Vick angle could have gone down differently, followed up with a look back at the history of the biggest belt in the business, the WWE heavyweight title, started with the first man to ever wear it, Buddy Rogers!
That's all the time we have this week folks, see you next time!