Chapter 12

Matt felt Amy's kiss with more love in it than before. His heart had relaxed as she pulled him deeper to her mouth, to herself. The fans behind them were screaming and cheering for the couple making-out inside the ring. It was one of those moments when you feel like your world really isn't that bad . . . Matt felt that. Amy was with him, the crowd behind him, he felt he could accomplish any given task if she supported him. All those words he said not too long ago, all those words in the microphone, they were all true, they all reflected everything his soul wanted to say, everything his heart felt towards the one woman. The one woman named Amy Christine Dumas, the love of his heart, the energy of his soul. And when her lips locked onto his in the middle of that ring, kissing like the way they kiss so many times, Matt Hardy knew everything would be all right. It was a feeling of confidence only she could bring to him, only Lita, only Amy. Though this same feeling had engulfed Matt so many times that day, so many times starting from the car and then the locker-room, but NOW it felt more special. Now that he actually announced and described the indescribable and limit-less love he had for her, it felt more special.

But, it also had to end in a very unjustified way. The roar of fire exploded through the four-turnbuckles, screaming at the two of them as they broke apart in a startling way, Matt could feel Amy almost jumping in fear; almost scared at the whole thing. But he had her, he held her to his chest for just the allotted time she needed to regain her senses . . . he felt his Amy's heart pounding as she stayed to him in those few seconds.

~ Lita's P.O.V ~

The sudden noisy blast of explosion had pulled them apart, breaking the very emotional kiss they were sharing. THIS was never in any script, Kane wasn't supposed to come until just as she left. 'Damn those WWE writers' cursed Amy as she remained inside Matty's safe arms. It seemed rather stupid to her, but it did scare her, the protective way Matt held her was just too much of love Amy could receive. But the feeling of guilt hadn't come to her, she knew she loved Matt the exact same way, she was just a bit startled at first. Just a bit startled by Kane's wrath-like entrance.

She pushed herself out of the sanctuary of her boyfriend after not more than a full minute. Kane's music was vibrating through the very loud speakers of the arena as she saw the 6-foot-Monster walking his way towards the ring. His eyes . . . glaring at them as if they were his prey . . .

"Are you alright?" She heard him say to her, of course off-mic. This revived Amy's thoughts for just enough time to say, "Yes." In a cold way, she won't be scared, she shouldn't be scared. Kane was the enemy tonight; and you do not fear the enemy.

Amy's glare was no less than that of Kane's by this time.

After a while of this, the Big Red Monster made his way inside the squared-circle, the only person separating him and the Hardyz was the referee.

Matt Hardy took off his jacket by the time his foe reached the ring, he told Amy off-mic to leave the ring.

"No Matt I want to stay here! I want to support you!" Lita told him as they cornered the east-most side of the ring, against the red-ropes of RAW.

"Amez, I told you before, I need you to leave. Please. Try to understand." Matt told his girlfriend, both keeping his eye on for Kane's dismay at any second.

"Alright . . . okay. I'll leave." Lita sighed at her boyfriend, "Just don't hurt yourself okay?"

"I love you too. Now go!"

Time was wasting away, valuable time, Amy knew just how much she had to leave. She knew her Matty. He would be too much pre-occupied with her instead of the match; that was the reason he shortened the whole off-mic conversation. "Alright," She quickly gave Matt a squeeze before bending down the ropes to climb out of the dangerous ring of WWE. A very familiar ring nonetheless.

~ RAW cam ~

J.R and King's commentating guided the TV-audience through the whole conversation of Matt and Lita. "Of course," Said Jim Ross, "Matt Hardy, not wanting his girlfriend to get hurt by that . . . monster Kane, I think that is a wise decision. You don't want any of your loved-ones nearing that 6-foot-tall beast."

"Oh you got that right J.R," King responded, "Remember how Kane just . . . manhandled Shane? We haven't heard from the McMahon ever since!"

"Well I'm sure the kid is alright, he was released from the hospital a long time ago. But Shane's ending was indeed very unsatisfying."

"Ohh yeah . . . that ambulance match."

~ In ring ~

Matt was back firmly inside the ring. He stood at one side while Kane ruled the other. Kane had beaten the younger wrestler to his cores at Armageddon. Kane's manhandling over Hardy was brutal indeed, he was one of the reasons of Matt's 1-week-neck injury. Kane and Evolution of course, As Matt stared at the mammoth standing before him. Standing with a height that ranged to 6-feet, with a brute-like-strength charged with nothing more than hate and a will to crush the opponent. As a wrestler, Kane was very good at causing pain to others, but as a person, even at his 'friendly' side, Matt knew just how sick this man could be. When he first debuted into the WWE, he thought Kane could be a good friend, but he wasn't. Undertaker was, kind of, but Kane was never nice to him nor Jeff. He had some . . . issues, some raging issues.

The match-bell had rang almost a full minute ago, the referee stood or rather moved around the ring, the match had begun. But the fighting wasn't. His Hardcore-Title was on the line tonight, if Matt lost, his golden-belt would be the prize to this monster. And Matt Hardy didn't want that to happen. The Hardcore title had some very deep bonds with him . . . it was the only other belt, besides the Woman's Championship, that Evolution did not hold. And Matt's anger towards THAT sane-less team had history, a 1-month history to his debut to RAW that is.

The Sensei of Mattitude hadn't flickered an eye, his gaze completely direct towards Kane, one false move and the monster would strike. One slight mistake was all Kane needed. And Mattitude doesn't work that way.

From the corner of his locked eyes, Matt saw the form of Lita standing at the ring-sided end of the ramp. She was standing there, 'Why?!'.

"Amy?" He turned his head towards his girlfriend, "Go! Go now!" He shouted, again pointing his bandaged hand towards the titan-trons. This was the mistake he should never have done:

Matt walked to the southern-ropes and bent under the middle-rope, he told her to GO! He was very concerned about Amy's well care.

This posed as the perfect distraction, it was always handy when a loved-one is by your side during the match . . . always handy if you are too much concerned about THEM than your enemy. Handy for your opponent that is.

Kane took the needed advantage and dashed at the Hardcore Champ! He smashed his fists to Matt's slightly injured spine with an Axe-handle-type of move, doubling the champion over.

~ Amy's P.O.V ~

Amy Dumas was shocked at that! How stupid and dumb could she be?! She needs to get the hell out of there but her mind still kept her ring-side. 'GOD! Just GO Amy! GET YOUR FREAKING SELF OUT OF THERE!' Her head screamed at her. Although her walks were slow, she back-stepped her way up the titan tron. Trying to keep in sight of what was happening to Matt.

~ In ring ~

As Matt Hardy stayed near his knees, the Big Red Monster grinned at the competitor. The enjoyment of this was the fact of it not being as scripted, as it should be. This was sort of a low-profiled match, a Championship but still low-profiled. The WWE writers had control until the segment ended, the real pain had began now . . . the real match was in Kane's mercy.

Or so he thought.

In an attempt to powerbomb the man, Kane grabbed Matt Hardy by his bent body, shoving his head somewhere below his thighs to get the more satisfying power. With intentions of to actually throw the Hardcore Champion OVER the top-rope was toying in the big man's twisted mind. But, this backfired when he felt the squirming form of Mattitude's creator slamming his elbow against his stomach! Matt Hardy was in hope of escaping when he squashed his padded-elbow to Kane multiple times, hitting the beast until he backed away with a palm grasping at his lower-belly.

From the titans, Matt heard Lita shouting 'Go for it Matt!', she was safe so he knew he needed to concentrate on this important match; The match to keep his title the way it was.

Matt took the time to capitalize this moment of Kane's sudden shock by slapping his forearm against Kane's sore spot. Matt sends a few chops directly to the monster's stomach to numb him for a slight gift of timing to himself, the Hardy Boy once again used his fast-skills to stretch against the ropes on which he was already touching. Gaining more speed of might, Matt Hardy Version One came back to his opponent with a huge jumping-clothesline smash! Connecting Kane exactly upon the light cleavage-bones, forcing the emerald monster to drop to the ground!

"YES!!" Matt heard Lita screaming from all the way to the other side.

Matt rolled to his feet in the middle of the ring, these were HIS advantages in this match: Momentum and Mattitude. Combining these two forces, and the support of both the fans and Amy of course, would be everything Matt needed to win. As he stood up while Kane moved around to sit up, Matt eyed the smiling and jumping Lita very far behind, waiting and cheering at the entrance-stage. But he still wanted her to go backstage, thankfully he didn't NEED to say it this time. He saw as Amy nodded to him with a very happy smile across her face, a look from the distance-showing nothing but confidence towards her Matty. She left inside before momentarily looking back at Matt who crouched down in a position, seeming to try to create some sort of strategy to bring down the monster. Amy had to trust him, after all these years, of course her Matty would win over this foolish contender! She knew she believed in him . . . now, she just had to continue on to believe.

~ Backstage ~

As the match continued live from Memphis, in the hometown of Jerry Lawler, backstage the events of two superstars were very much confusing according to the current 'storyline' they were in.

Earlier tonight Trish Stratus was to face Molly Holly to determine the number one contender for the WWE Woman's title, which by the way, Lita holds. But the WWE had other intentions in their minds, the match resulted as a no-contest as the planned come-back of Jazz battered down on Trish to put the match in DQ. The story was to put Chris Jericho coming to Trish's aide, as with his 'character' Trish was still mad at him in live-TV, not in real life. Trish denied Chris's help for 'rescuing' her from Jazz, in character her role was pure hatred and anger towards the Canadian blonde for Y2J's 'bet' over her some time ago. For Y2J and Trish's 'betting' storyline, the original writers planned to put something very drastic into the plot, they wanted to throw in Matt Hardy and Lita breaking up their famous on-screen couple. But with regards towards the fans and many fans of Team Xtreme, the RAW writers just couldn't go on with it. Instead, they varied the story-plot to Trish and Y2J only, canceling the Matt/Lita break-up and sculpting their love into a more deep and soul-mating one. The WWE couldn't do that to their most top-couple, Matt's character remained a face and his love for Lita continued on. But as of tonight, the show continued on with RAW's other story-paths after Trish did her role and pushed Y2J away from her in the ring.

Eventually after the RVD versus Mark Henry match took place, the cameras once again started with a segment where Jericho had to enter the women locker-room and apologize to Trish for everything he had done in the past. But none other than the very old 'diva': Mae Young came out of the shower in which Trish was supposed to be in, this was all scripted of course.

RAW moved on back to the ring where Matt and Amy had gotten in and did their thing, but as for Y2J and Trish, they were still in the girl's locker-room. With him holding and touching her in every-known place as their lips were locked onto the others. Muffled sounds of groans were heard from inside the room, no other diva or wrestler was inside it, Trish and Jericho had the place all for themselves as Chris went higher to remove Trish's clothing with one of his hands.

Trish however, did not resist him, the confusion and question towards her love she had earlier that week was somehow fading away . . . as if . . . being apart from JEFF had something to do with it. She didn't think about anything more about THAT issue as she felt Chris was the man she needed to be with, she thought Chris Jericho was the man she could trust . . . she could love.

But three rapid and loud knocks on the door disturbed and broke their lovemaking as Jericho pushed Trish away from him, stopping everything he was trying to 'achieve'. "Jericho? Are you in there?" A rough-male-voice spoke from the outside of the room, it was a voice Trish thought she recognized . . . Batista?

"Um . . . Trish," Chris told her, "I ah . . . I'll be back in a while okay? I have this thing to do, you don't mind do you?"

"No, no it's alright, go and ah . . . 'do' what ever you have to." She presented a smile as Jericho pecked her on the cheek before leaving out the door, shutting it close in a rather hurry manner.

Trish was sure it was Deacon Batista's voice she heard from the door . . . "Why would you . . . hang out with Batista?" She slowly asked to no one in particular, but meaning Chris's sudden disappearance . . . why WOULD he go and talk with an Evolution member?

~ Behind the titan-towers ~

Only a distance away from Trish Stratus's current location, it was Amy Lita Dumas who came down from the descending stairway, exiting the live stage where Matt Hardy was defending his title. She wasn't smiling though, she was eager to go back to her locker-room and see Matt's match unfold in front of the thousands and thousands of live audiences that were viewing and watching him fight in a very brave battle. Kane was the man who crippled Matt for a complete week . . . and now he was IN that ring with that man fighting for his title AS his first returning match after Armageddon! It was sort of scary for Amy herself to just leave him in there . . . but she had her mind set out for it! If Lita remained in his corner tonight, he wouldn't be concentrating for the match, he would be in too much tension for HER health!

Lita heaved out a sigh as she walked back towards her locker room, going through the rather LARGE backstage area . . . most of the staff were busy working at the pyrotechnics up front, setting up various pillars and side-ramps and everything Amy had NOTHING of an idea about. Her hair was flying through the air as the redness of it matched the sleeve-less top she wore, it wasn't the revealing and sexy type of outlook, tonight Lita preferred to stay and remain the non-sexy type. Although the miniskirt she had on did show her skins up to just her thighs, but that was just the idea of the whole outlook, non-revealing in the upside and legs on the downer part, well . . . to her thighs at the least.

She continued inwards the very large arena, most of the corridors were empty and most of them had some kind of cornering by each side . . . it was sort of unusual compared to the other arenas she had been in the last couple of weeks. But those weren't in the concerning aspect of her thoughts now was it? Well, it was.

As Lita strolled across the hallways and thin yellowish-corridors to get to her and Matt's shared locker, she thought she heard some kind of muffled word or laughter coming from one of the squared corners. Still, it was nothing to her business . . . until as she came closer and closer to the corner, she was completely positive it was none other than Y2J and Batista laughing at something . . . more curiosity took Amy by storm when she heard the names 'Matt Hardy', 'Jeff' and 'Lita' being pronounced before each short chuckle. What were they talking about her and her friends? Amy thought it was better to investigate . . . Y2J was a sly asshole from the very beginning . . . what was he talking about to this . . . unsuspecting person?

She brushed herself against one of the walls of the large square hall which came from the thinness of a corridor and led to yet another, slightly thicker, path. Amy's position bending sideways from one of the walls was just perfect to hear what they were talking about . . . something in Jericho's tone . . . something in Batista's laughter . . . there was SOMETHING in it that made Lita to know about their conversation . . . as slick as Jericho was . . . he must have been up to something. And Matt had told her before about not trusting that man . . . was he right?

From her location, Amy saw and heard Y2J reveal something that she wished she'd never know . . .

"Don't worry about it Chris," Batista told Jericho, "Evolution will take care of everything. No one in EARTH will doubt you were the real guy behind Jeff Hardy's assault! Ha, ha, ha, heh!"

It was true . . . it was God-freaking true! Amy's eyes were wide with shock vibrating through every cells in her body . . . Matt was right! Chris Jericho was behind it! Chris Jericho paid that mob to attack Jeff!

"Shh! What do you want every one to KNOW that Dave?! Don't yell those words atleast!"

Matt was right.

"Don't worry who's around?"

"Just don't shout it okay? I don't want anyone surrounding Matt Hardy know about ME paying the gang! It's gonna be YOU guys handling the 'heat' and I'm pretty sure YOU can handle Matt Hardy!"

Rage, fury, anger, Amy couldn't quite make out the exact emotion she was feeling. But it was aggressive, that son of a bitch betrayed Trish like that! He attacked JEFF leading to Matt's current broken state!

"Hey," She could only grind her teeth as the sound of Batista chuckling vibrated, he said: "I 'handled' his little girl didn't I?" They laughed. Laughed at all the tortures they did to Amy and her family! Laughed at all the pain they caused, Amy couldn't stand it anymore, she couldn't control her anger. The way they laughed, the way they joked and mocked HER family, HER friends, HER life. It was something she couldn't bare to keep inside of her.

"FUCK YOU." Her imprecation was loud, loud enough so that both of those son-of-bitches could hear her, Amy's eyes were foggy with tears . . . not much, but atleast she knew how to channel that rage . . . that fury towards them. She stepped out from the guarded wall and stood right in front of Chris Jericho. She saw them gulping, shaking to see her . . . "You mother fucking bastard." Her teeth clinched, eyes showing nothing except the want of pain being unleashed at the person standing before her . . . the one-woman furore was everything that could cause chaos to Y2J's plan . . . for Amy, she was enough to cause chaos TO Y2J. "Li . . . Lita?!" He muttered her name. She saw fear in him . . .

"Now . . . now Amy, you . . . you got it all wrong!" Batista said that for some reason, he was supposed to go down as well.

She screamed, shrieked and charged at Jericho with everything she had, wanting death, wanting to murder him. HE was the reason Jeff was in a state like that, he was reason Matt is crushed, and Batista was the reason SHE was in such an emotional state. Lita jumped at him, the sight of seeing him running the other was even MORE pathetic . . . now she had full knowledge that Chris Jericho was the one who attacked Jeff.

She ran to get Jericho, but a strong grasp of hands stopped Amy from leaving the same corridor, the hands of Batista stopped and grabbed her to her midsection as Amy's hands were stretched to grab and scratch Jericho's eyes out. She pushed her full body to the line to kill him, not resisting anything anymore, Amy wanted to hurt Chris badly . . . very badly.

~ *** ~

Dave Batista's hands stopped the screaming and yanking, shouting and yelling form of the woman he brutally seduced only a week ago. She held her tight, trying to keep her from reaching Jericho, though the shrieks and curses were filled with angered tears and cries, Batista knew just how to hold a woman with his brute-like strength, to keep her away from Jericho long enough.

"Get BACK here you son of a bitch! Get back here and FIGHT YOU COW!" But Batista was too strong for her. Even at this intense of moments, Batista was too strong for Amy to pull with her.

"STOP!" He roughly screamed and pulled the flying diva to him and slammed her back to the wall opposing him, slamming Lita and holding her by her shoulders. "NO!!!!!!" She screamed with her might, 'NOT AGAIN', never again will this monster push Amy, "Let GO of me!"

By this time Jericho had stopped running. "It's a segment! It's a segment!" He told the near-by staff members, lying for his own bald ass. "LET GO OF ME!" Lita's shaking voice spoke again with wants of pure violence to be rained upon the two of them.

"Take her inside my locker-room." Jericho ordered Batista as he provided the muscles needed pull Amy and drag her towards a room just to the side. "NO!" She screamed with all of her lung capacity, "Put me down! HELP! Somebody HELP ME!" But again, Batista's might had proved too much for her. He pushed the redheaded diva inside a door as he and Y2J entered it and shut-locked it. Capturing Amy inside the room as the near-by staff only stood in shock. For them, it all seemed like one big stupid segment.

~ In ring ~

As Matt continued on with the battle he was in, he knew exactly what he was doing to this guy. He knew how to keep Kane in his 'game' as he toyed with the monster's temper, running away and hitting boldly at every chance he got.

Currently, after slamming in a tornado DDT, Matt waited on the top turnbuckle for the big red machine to emerge from the mat and stand up. He wanted to score a perfect missile-dropkick, it connected after Kane wobbly came back on his feat . . . the impact of the double-booted kick knocked the emerald monster halfway across the ring as Matt dropped to the ground with his successful risky maneuver giving him favor.

~ Backstage ~

Amy didn't know for how long she was inside the room, Batista's strong hands had grabbed and held her by her arms, squeezing them as she cried and wept at the whole story of Chris's betrayal, how he fooled everybody from Trish to Shannon to Matt to her. The whole plot of his to get Trish and wipe the younger Hardy from his path, and then . . . he revealed her the pictures Batista took . . . the pictures of Amy Dumas inside the same bed as Batista, nude and without a clothe. She couldn't believe how painful those pictures looked, how horrific they were to her now. "See Amy?!" Jericho sneered at her, "I am not the ONLY betrayer in this room! YOU have also betrayed your own boyfriend!"

"Its not TRUE!" She cried,

"It IS!"

"NO!"

"YES just like THIS!" Batista was standing behind her as he held Amy's hands, she was bent down with pain tearing through her heart as she had to listen to those satin-like words. Batista's cock was touching Amy's buttocks as he pushed his penis to rub against her tight clothing. "Like THIS! hahahahaha!"

"No . . . I didn't betray you matt . . . I didn't." Her cries were desperate, more slow as tears now raced down them.

"Batista stop that." Jericho spoke with a firm voice before continuing, "Look Amy," said he. "If you go and tell your Matty or any one else about MY actions, I will assure you that Matt will learn about YOUR actions via these photos! I WILL show them to him if you tell anybody about me!"

"no." Her tone wasn't even a whisper, below than that, her head totting downwards as she fell to her knees.

"I think she got the message." Batista grunted to Y2J as he let go of Amy's hands, which were now red with lack of blood.

"Good. Lets see she tells anyone about it now."

And with those sickened thoughts brushing to them, Chris Jericho and Batista left Amy Dumas to cry in that spot. She would have to go to her own dressing room in a moment or so . . . over all, the negotiation was done. Chris Jericho thought he had the whole thing won . . . he had emotionally crippled Lita with everything he said . . . now, he just had to continue on with the night and let Evolution do the rest. The announcing was yet to come.

(TBC)

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A/N, okay guys, I know this is short AND that I'm wasting too much time on THIS night rather than others, (taking so much time to complete ONE day.) But I need u to b patient wit me please! : ), okay so after wat I just wrote up there I don't think I COULD smile . . . sheesh.

Anyway, I just like to thank every1 for reviewing AND I'd like to give credit to the idea for the whole 'blackmailing' thing to Ducky! Ducky, you were the 1 who gave me the thought and I loved it! thank u and thanks 2 every1 else! Oh n I wanna say lilMary's lil quote was just too cute! Lol. Tht waz the last review I received so nywho! Sorry Me and not you, I thought u were a guy girl! Lolz. 4give me, im just too much hyped up abt now. Anyway, the next update will b on Saturday, so b there and take care!

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