Watched all three Matrix movies in order yesterday. "Woah." Now that my mind is completely fogged up with deep thoughts, I turn to something simple and uncomplicated, like my own little plot. Perhaps this shall clear my head. Oh, and in announcements, for those of you who missed it on the review board, Samantha20 is going to start posting her first wrestling fan fic, soon, so let's all try to support our sister, eh? And as always, thanks for continuing to read and review (yeah, the "Snow White" line was my favorite too). Anyway, onward!
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The long-awaited SummerSlam had arrived. The night of the title match was upon them.
In typical Bischoff character, the GM had banned all of ECW from ringside, while not extending the same restrictions toward Evolution. However, as Lita assured them all in the locker room meeting that night, Triple H still had to take on two members of ECW, Tommy and Raven.
She met with both of the guys separately beforehand.
"Tommy, I know he's betrayed you in the past, I know, but tonight, at least for the beginning of the match, you two are on the same side, against Triple H. I know you want to win the title, but tonight, if we get nothing else accomplished, let's send a message to Evolution that they should think twice about screwing with ECW."
"Sounds fine by me," Tommy agreed quietly.
"I mean, I just don't want anything to ever happen again like what happened to Spike."
"Hey," Tommy said, laying a hand on her cheek. "That wasn't your fault. And as bad as what they did to Spike was, none of us want to see anything else happen to you."
"They haven't really hurt me badly."
"Just two weeks ago they gave you a concussion! Lita, I don't want you coming anywhere near Evolution tonight, none of them. Don't even come to the gorilla position or anything during the match." Lita opened her mouth to protest, but Tommy held up his hand, signalling for her to be quiet. "Don't. Triple H still has it in for you, and he's got a long arm. He'll be looking for any opportunity he gets. Even if Raven and I take care of him in the ring, he still has his lackeys running about. In fact, I think he may have a new one."
"What are you talking about?"
"Eh, just something I overheard. Evolution appears to be growing. But nothing to worry about; we've still got them drastically outnumbered."
Lita laughed. "That's the truth. Hey, good luck out there tonight, Tommy. You guys be careful."
"I will," he hugged her. "And you too. No more taunting world champions or defying big red freaks."
"Hey, after tonight, I can taunt the new world champion all I want."
Tommy grinned. "Then you better start preparing some new insults for me."
"Cocky." Lita laughed at him. "Go on and get ready, and I mean what I said before about tonight. You and Raven keep it clean, and leave it in the ring. No more after this."
"I know ma, I know. No picking fights with Scotty-boy."
"Precisely. Now get out of here."
Lita's discussion with Raven didn't go as smoothly.
"What is betrayal? Betrayal is nothing but a word used by the weaker to describe the survival of the fittest, the evolutionary process by which those with aspirations and the means to achieve them rule, and those without are forgotten and go trodden under the heel of society. Though society itself is..."
"Raven, cut with the philosophical bull. We're talking about one match, not the foundations of our existence."
"Oh yeah, right. So basically, Tommy and I beat Triple H into a bloody pile of his own self-worth and arrogance..."
Lita rolled her eyes, and Raven smiled mischieviously. "Sorry, I couldn't pass up on that one. Anyways, so we reduce Triple H to the primordial slime that he is..."
"Get on with it!"
"Then Tommy and I get to fight?"
Lita nodded, pinching the bridge of her nose where she was developing a headache.
"And Tommy and I don't get to fight any more after that?"
She nodded again.
"All right, fair enough. When I am champion, we shall return to our past state of brotherhood and unity."
"Just...go get ready for your match."
Raven nodded. "Oh, and Lita?"
"...What?"
He kissed her forehead. "Be careful tonight. No sneaking out to the ring, no trying to bargain with Bischoff, none of that tonight. You've been through enough lately; just take care of yourself. Our better yet...just let us take care of you for once."
She smiled a little. "Get ready for your match, Scott."
He saluted smartly and marched off. Lita returned to the lockerroom where she waited a few minutes. When she heard the end of the theme music for the three competitors in the main event, she snuck off to the gorilla position.
Evolution was suspicious in their absence during the match. However, things were going as planned for ECW. Tommy and Raven had truly put everything aside and were using their previous experience as a tag team to pull off some devastating moves on Triple H. Between all the hard body shots and DDTs, it didn't look like Triple H would be able to even stand up for the next few days. Lita giggled.
Triple H was getting pretty beat down, when it happened. Raven had just pulled Triple H into a beautiful cobra clutch. A little too beautiful. The referee went over to make the count to see if Triple H was really out.
Tommy grabbed hold of Raven, breaking the hold. As Triple H lay motionless on the mat, the two battled angrily, more of a brawl than a wrestling match. Lita could have sworn she even saw a few bites in there.
"Guys, get hold of yourselves," she muttered. "Stop punishing one another and just end the match before Triple H gets up."
Tommy brought Raven down cold with a Dreamer DDT. But just as he went for the cover, Triple H sprang up, "miraculously" recovering from his previous state of unconsciousness.
"He planned this. He set them up. That-" Lita shut her mouth as Triple H set Raven up for the pedigree.
"No!" she yelled, as Raven's face slammed into the mat. A quick cover, 1-2-3, and it was over. Triple H remained World Heavyweight Champion.
Lita rushed down to check on her boys, but Randy Orton and Ric Flair grabbed her from behind. Each picking her up by one arm, they carried her down to the ring and stood her before Triple H, still holding her arms behind her back. She stared up at him in total defiance.
"Lita, forgive me that you're the only member from your team that I invited to this little get-together, but your boys couldn't make it. It's apparently very hard to go anywhere with a forklift parked in front of your lockerroom door.
He stepped up to her, running a thumb down her cheek. "And as much as I'd love right now to just rip into that pretty little face of yours, I believe it would be bad manners towards my guest, who I'm sure would rather have the honor himself. And since he's been waiting so patiently, I'll introduce him now, the 4th member of Evolution."
The deep chords of Kane's music hit. He walked down to the ring evenly, taking his time. He slid in and walked around Evolution and Lita to the center of the ring, seeming to ignore all of them, as he stood and brought his arms down sharply, signalling the fire that spurted out of the turnbuckles. Once the music was cut, he turned to where Orton and Flair held Lita.
He stepped forward, smiling sinisterly, and Lita braced herself for the feeling of a hand around her neck. Then something happened that Lita never expected to see. Kane winked.
It was so small and so quick that she wasn't sure if she'd imagined it or not. Kane turned to Triple H, still smiling.
"For me?"
Triple H nodded smugly. Kane grabbed him up and chokeslammed him nearly through the canvas so quickly that Randy and Ric had no time to stop it. "You really shouldn't have," he growled over Hunter's unmoving body.
He turned to where Orton and Flair still held Lita almost like a shield in front of them. Stretching slowly, he popped his neck to one side then the other and loosened up his shoulders.
Orton and Flair buckled. Pushing Lita into Kane's arms, they dove through the ropes and high-tailed it up the ramp.
Kane looked down to where he held Lita gently by the elbows. "You okay?"
She nodded, and he let her go as she slowly pulled back from him.
"Good," he said in that low, whispering way of his, and climbed out of the ring, heading for the remainder of Evolution as Lita went to wake up Scott and Tommy.
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So, we didn't win the title at Summerslam, but Triple H got knocked out! So what's going to happen next? What's Evolution going to do as punishment? What's Kane going to do as punishment when he catches Randy Orton and Ric Flair? Even scarier still, what's Lita gonna do as punishment toward Raven and Tommy? Tuned you shall stay, yes?
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The long-awaited SummerSlam had arrived. The night of the title match was upon them.
In typical Bischoff character, the GM had banned all of ECW from ringside, while not extending the same restrictions toward Evolution. However, as Lita assured them all in the locker room meeting that night, Triple H still had to take on two members of ECW, Tommy and Raven.
She met with both of the guys separately beforehand.
"Tommy, I know he's betrayed you in the past, I know, but tonight, at least for the beginning of the match, you two are on the same side, against Triple H. I know you want to win the title, but tonight, if we get nothing else accomplished, let's send a message to Evolution that they should think twice about screwing with ECW."
"Sounds fine by me," Tommy agreed quietly.
"I mean, I just don't want anything to ever happen again like what happened to Spike."
"Hey," Tommy said, laying a hand on her cheek. "That wasn't your fault. And as bad as what they did to Spike was, none of us want to see anything else happen to you."
"They haven't really hurt me badly."
"Just two weeks ago they gave you a concussion! Lita, I don't want you coming anywhere near Evolution tonight, none of them. Don't even come to the gorilla position or anything during the match." Lita opened her mouth to protest, but Tommy held up his hand, signalling for her to be quiet. "Don't. Triple H still has it in for you, and he's got a long arm. He'll be looking for any opportunity he gets. Even if Raven and I take care of him in the ring, he still has his lackeys running about. In fact, I think he may have a new one."
"What are you talking about?"
"Eh, just something I overheard. Evolution appears to be growing. But nothing to worry about; we've still got them drastically outnumbered."
Lita laughed. "That's the truth. Hey, good luck out there tonight, Tommy. You guys be careful."
"I will," he hugged her. "And you too. No more taunting world champions or defying big red freaks."
"Hey, after tonight, I can taunt the new world champion all I want."
Tommy grinned. "Then you better start preparing some new insults for me."
"Cocky." Lita laughed at him. "Go on and get ready, and I mean what I said before about tonight. You and Raven keep it clean, and leave it in the ring. No more after this."
"I know ma, I know. No picking fights with Scotty-boy."
"Precisely. Now get out of here."
Lita's discussion with Raven didn't go as smoothly.
"What is betrayal? Betrayal is nothing but a word used by the weaker to describe the survival of the fittest, the evolutionary process by which those with aspirations and the means to achieve them rule, and those without are forgotten and go trodden under the heel of society. Though society itself is..."
"Raven, cut with the philosophical bull. We're talking about one match, not the foundations of our existence."
"Oh yeah, right. So basically, Tommy and I beat Triple H into a bloody pile of his own self-worth and arrogance..."
Lita rolled her eyes, and Raven smiled mischieviously. "Sorry, I couldn't pass up on that one. Anyways, so we reduce Triple H to the primordial slime that he is..."
"Get on with it!"
"Then Tommy and I get to fight?"
Lita nodded, pinching the bridge of her nose where she was developing a headache.
"And Tommy and I don't get to fight any more after that?"
She nodded again.
"All right, fair enough. When I am champion, we shall return to our past state of brotherhood and unity."
"Just...go get ready for your match."
Raven nodded. "Oh, and Lita?"
"...What?"
He kissed her forehead. "Be careful tonight. No sneaking out to the ring, no trying to bargain with Bischoff, none of that tonight. You've been through enough lately; just take care of yourself. Our better yet...just let us take care of you for once."
She smiled a little. "Get ready for your match, Scott."
He saluted smartly and marched off. Lita returned to the lockerroom where she waited a few minutes. When she heard the end of the theme music for the three competitors in the main event, she snuck off to the gorilla position.
Evolution was suspicious in their absence during the match. However, things were going as planned for ECW. Tommy and Raven had truly put everything aside and were using their previous experience as a tag team to pull off some devastating moves on Triple H. Between all the hard body shots and DDTs, it didn't look like Triple H would be able to even stand up for the next few days. Lita giggled.
Triple H was getting pretty beat down, when it happened. Raven had just pulled Triple H into a beautiful cobra clutch. A little too beautiful. The referee went over to make the count to see if Triple H was really out.
Tommy grabbed hold of Raven, breaking the hold. As Triple H lay motionless on the mat, the two battled angrily, more of a brawl than a wrestling match. Lita could have sworn she even saw a few bites in there.
"Guys, get hold of yourselves," she muttered. "Stop punishing one another and just end the match before Triple H gets up."
Tommy brought Raven down cold with a Dreamer DDT. But just as he went for the cover, Triple H sprang up, "miraculously" recovering from his previous state of unconsciousness.
"He planned this. He set them up. That-" Lita shut her mouth as Triple H set Raven up for the pedigree.
"No!" she yelled, as Raven's face slammed into the mat. A quick cover, 1-2-3, and it was over. Triple H remained World Heavyweight Champion.
Lita rushed down to check on her boys, but Randy Orton and Ric Flair grabbed her from behind. Each picking her up by one arm, they carried her down to the ring and stood her before Triple H, still holding her arms behind her back. She stared up at him in total defiance.
"Lita, forgive me that you're the only member from your team that I invited to this little get-together, but your boys couldn't make it. It's apparently very hard to go anywhere with a forklift parked in front of your lockerroom door.
He stepped up to her, running a thumb down her cheek. "And as much as I'd love right now to just rip into that pretty little face of yours, I believe it would be bad manners towards my guest, who I'm sure would rather have the honor himself. And since he's been waiting so patiently, I'll introduce him now, the 4th member of Evolution."
The deep chords of Kane's music hit. He walked down to the ring evenly, taking his time. He slid in and walked around Evolution and Lita to the center of the ring, seeming to ignore all of them, as he stood and brought his arms down sharply, signalling the fire that spurted out of the turnbuckles. Once the music was cut, he turned to where Orton and Flair held Lita.
He stepped forward, smiling sinisterly, and Lita braced herself for the feeling of a hand around her neck. Then something happened that Lita never expected to see. Kane winked.
It was so small and so quick that she wasn't sure if she'd imagined it or not. Kane turned to Triple H, still smiling.
"For me?"
Triple H nodded smugly. Kane grabbed him up and chokeslammed him nearly through the canvas so quickly that Randy and Ric had no time to stop it. "You really shouldn't have," he growled over Hunter's unmoving body.
He turned to where Orton and Flair still held Lita almost like a shield in front of them. Stretching slowly, he popped his neck to one side then the other and loosened up his shoulders.
Orton and Flair buckled. Pushing Lita into Kane's arms, they dove through the ropes and high-tailed it up the ramp.
Kane looked down to where he held Lita gently by the elbows. "You okay?"
She nodded, and he let her go as she slowly pulled back from him.
"Good," he said in that low, whispering way of his, and climbed out of the ring, heading for the remainder of Evolution as Lita went to wake up Scott and Tommy.
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So, we didn't win the title at Summerslam, but Triple H got knocked out! So what's going to happen next? What's Evolution going to do as punishment? What's Kane going to do as punishment when he catches Randy Orton and Ric Flair? Even scarier still, what's Lita gonna do as punishment toward Raven and Tommy? Tuned you shall stay, yes?