Chapter 15 – The Payback
"Triple H and Chris Jericho are being locked inside two-tons of steel for this brutal match, known as Hell in a Cell. We are live in Nashville Tennessee for Judgment Day ladies and gentlemen. I'm Michael Cole and alongside me is Tazz."
"Well Michael, it seems that this might be the end-all match between Triple H and Y2J. These two men have been at each others throats for some time."
"That's right Tazz. It all started with Y2J's alliance with Stephanie McMahon." Michael briefly recounted the different altercations between Jericho and Hunter. "And not too long ago, the Handicap Hardcore match that involved Triple H's personal assistant Evie. Her attack on Jericho earned Triple H that match."
"Wait a minute Cole, Jericho's the one that's been harassing her and Triple H. Don't dump it on her because she was defending her boss," interjected Tazz.
"I'm not dumping it on her. I'm just stating a fact," protested Michael.
"Yeah? Well get your facts straight," Tazz shot back.
"You're only saying that because you don't like Y2J."
"Hey, Chris Jericho is one hell of an athlete, I'll give him that. But he can be a downright son of a bitch at times," stated Tazz as the padlock was clamped shut on the cage door.
Hunter and Jericho started out staring each other down. Hunter attacked first and both men grappled. They went back and forth for a few minutes and Jericho ended up being tossed out of the ring and into the cell repeatedly by Hunter. Hunter scored a two-count by giving Jericho a suplex. Somehow Jericho managed to throw Hunter into the corner and Hunter landed outside the ring. When Jericho climbed out, Hunter managed a reverse and threw Jericho into the steps. Jericho brought out a ladder from under the ring, drove it into Hunter's face causing it to bleed and then slammed him face first into the cage. The ladder assault continued in the ring as Jericho smashed the ladder into Hunter over and over. Jericho tossed Hunter into the ladder and knocked him out of the ring where Hunter's head hit the steel steps.
Jericho threw him into the cage once again. Hunter grabbed a steel chair and knocked the ladder right into Jericho just as Jericho grabbed the ladder again. They alternated between the ladder and the chair for a few more minutes. Jericho charged Hunter, but Hunter side-stepped him and Jericho ran into the referee at full force. He ref was driven into the cage and knocked out. Jericho smashed the chair on Hunter's head and went for the pin, but no one was there to count it. Other referees ran out from the back to help, but no one could get into the cage since the ref inside had the key.
Hunter hit Jericho with as spine buster as the other referees used a bolt cutter to get the lock off the cage door and pull out the ref who was supposed to be calling the match. Jericho managed to get up and went after Hunter with the steel chair, but it got kicked back in his face. Hunter climbed out of the ring and pulled a sledgehammer out from underneath. He climbed back in and drove it into Jericho's face, drawing blood. Hunter covered him, but again, there was no one to count the fall. Somehow, Jericho managed to crawl out of the cage and the two men battled around the announce tables. Hunter's head was bounced of the WWF table and Jericho received a DDT on the Spanish announce table, causing it to collapse. Hunter pulled out a two-by-four with barbed wire wrapped around one end.
Jericho recovered from the DDT and climbed up the cage with Hunter behind him, still holding on to the two-by-four. Jericho managed to grab it and slammed it into Hunter's back. Jericho nailed Hunter again with the bat when they both had made it to the top of the cage and then Jericho locked Hunter in the Walls of Jericho. A ref climbed the cage to ask Hunter if he wanted to tap out, but Hunter finally threw Jericho off of him. Jericho grabbed the bat again, but as he swung it at Hunter, he was hit with a low blow. When Hunter set up Jericho for a Pedigree, Jericho back dropped him. Hunter knocked Jericho in the head with the bat and covered him but only got a two-count. Hunter finally managed to give Jericho a Pedigree and covered him for the win.
As Hunter collapsed onto a table in triage, Evie came in. Quickly and carefully, the blood was sponged off and cuts were bandaged. He was checked over for any injuries and finding none other than superficial scratches, was cleared to leave. Hunter sat up slowly and asked for some water. Someone handed him an unopened bottle.
Evie approached him. "That was some match."
He smiled slightly. "You're tellin' me?" He chuckled. "I don't think Jericho will be bothering you anymore."
"I'm not sure about that, but I guess we won't have to worry about him for tonight at least," she gestured as Jericho was brought in and laid out on the other examining table.
Hunter slowly got to his feet and he and Evie left for his locker room. She packed up her things while he was changing. It was almost frightening how violent both men had been with each other. It looked like they were trying to kill each other. But then again, Jericho did deserve it after what he had done to her. She didn't feel sorry for him at all.
Hunter had expressed to her a couple days ago that he thought Jericho had something up his sleeve regarding her, but wasn't sure exactly what. Neither was Evie. Other than what Jericho had said to her the night he kicked her, she couldn't even imagine what he might be up to.
I have other things planned for you. She shuddered slightly at the recollection then shook it off. As far as she was concerned, Jericho was in no condition to do anything to her tonight.
Hunter came out dressed to leave. "What's the matter with you?"
"Nothing, just thinking about what you did to Jericho out there." She smiled at him. "My hero."
"Well he deserved it after what he did to you," said Hunter.
"Too bad I wasn't the one who was able to do it to him," she said wistfully. "All though he probably would have enjoyed it; sick, twisted man that he can be."
Hunter grimaced. "Any man who does what he did to you is sick and twisted."
She nodded in agreement as she shouldered her bag. "I'm ready to leave if you are."
They left the arena and went back to the hotel. As they ascended to their floor in the elevator, Hunter glanced at Evie. "You're awfully quiet tonight."
She returned his gaze. "Are you complaining?"
"Something on your mind?" he asked in return.
"Yeah, you," she replied enigmatically.
"Why me? Did I do something?"
She looked at him, a hint of a smile on her lips. "Not yet." The elevator dinged as it stopped and the doors opened. They exited and headed for their rooms.
"Does that mean you're expecting me to do something? Or are you being a tease?" he asked.
"I'm not expecting anything. And I'm not a tease."
Hunter laughed. "Liar." Despite the fact that he had been thrashed around earlier that night, he was in a playful mood.
"Fine. Be that way. But I'm not a tease," she said again.
Hunter scoffed. "Whatever you say. Tell me all those kisses you've laid on me aren't teasing."
She mock punched him in the arm. "You've done your fair share too."
He swiped his key through the lock with a cocky smile on his face. "Yeah, but you're still a tease," he shot back as he went into his room.
She walked into hers, threw her bag down and immediately started digging her nightshirt out. "Tell me I'm a tease. He's the one that started all this," she muttered under her breath as she got ready for bed.
A knock sounded at the adjoining door. She pulled her nightshirt over her head and tugged it down as she walked over to unlatch the door. Hunter stood on the other side in a pair of black cotton shorts.
"What do you want?" she asked curtly.
He looked her up and down. "Your company, but if you're not up to it then I'll just watch TV by myself."
"Well I don't wanna watch TV. I have a few things to catch up on." She turned away from the door and flopped down on the bed with her laptop.
"Fine. I guess I'll watch all alone then," he pouted as he went back to his room and flicked the TV on.
Evie hooked up to the internet connection in her room. She spent the next half hour going through her email and returning a few from her sister. She popped in a CD to listen to while she was typing. She was so engrossed in writing back to her sister, that she didn't notice that Hunter had come back in her room.
He sat down on the end of the bed. "Who you writin' to?"
Evie jumped slightly at the sound of his voice. "My sister," she replied without looking up. "She wanted to know if you were okay after Hell in a Cell."
"She watches wrestling?"
"Yeah. Her two boys love it. They've been pestering me for tickets next time we're in Chicago."
"I'm sure something can be arranged," he said as he stretched out on his stomach at her feet. While she was finishing up, he reached out and stroked the bottom of her foot with a finger. She jumped at the sensation.
"Stop that. I'm trying to finish this."
He didn't respond, but lightly stroked her foot again. She pulled her foot out of his reach as she closed up her email. He reached over and did the same thing to her other foot as she unhooked her computer from the internet connection.
A brief smile appeared on her lips. "Hunter cut it out."
"Hunter cut it out," he mimicked.
"I mean it. You're gonna be in deep trouble if you don't," she replied in a mockingly serious tone.
His face lit up. "You promise? Or are you being a tease again?"
That's it. She set her laptop down on the bedside table and then threw a pillow at him. "I'm not a tease!"
He grabbed the pillow and tucked it under his head. "Yeah? Prove it."
Evie's eyes rolled in exasperation. "I don't have to prove a damn thing to you. And stop calling me that. It's not like you didn't tease me with all that kissing before."
Hunter smiled as his hand reached for her foot again. She tried pulling it out of his way, but he grabbed her ankle.
"Stop it. I'm not kidding," she protested.
He didn't say a word as he started to pull her towards him. She tried to pry his hand off, but he held on. Within seconds, he had her underneath him, his hands on either side of her arms and his knees on either side of her legs.
"What do you think you're doing?" she asked.
Leaning down, he kissed her. He took his time, slowly drawing her lips apart and brushing his tongue over them. Gently he nipped her full lower lip, and then pushed his tongue in her mouth, tasting hers briefly and then withdrawing.
Evie shuddered as he pulled away. She opened her eyes to find him watching her. "What was that for?" she whispered.
He didn't answer. Instead, his hand lifted the hem of her nightshirt as he kissed her again. Slowly he managed to work the shirt halfway up, exposing her legs and stomach. He moved from her lips to her stomach. As he kissed her there, she trembled, biting down on her lip. His mouth blazed a trail from her stomach to the top of her panties. She gasped at the feel of his lips on her skin. Hunter shifted and pushed the shirt up farther, stopping at the bottom of her breasts. He slowly kissed his way up, alternately licking and gently biting her flesh, and stopped just before he reached the edge of the shirt. He moved back to her mouth, kissed her deeply and then pulled away and stood up.
"What was that?" she rasped.
Hunter grinned impishly. "That was teasing. If you want more than that, you know where I am." He made it through the adjoining door before the pillow hit him. He closed the door, but didn't lock it.
She fell back on the bed and let out a tiny scream of frustration. Her body was still responding to what he had done and she ached to have him come back and continue.
Evie got up, collected the pillow from the floor and tossed it back on the bed. She paused momentarily at the door to his room and heard the faint murmur of the television. She harrumphed to herself. Obviously he was waiting for her to come to him. If that's the way he wants to play, fine. By the time I get finished with him, he'll wish he'd finished what he started tonight.
Hunter wasn't distracted by the TV. He kept thinking about the way Evie had responded to him. It was taking a lot of self-control to not go back in and finish what he started. His own body was reminding him of how long it had been since he'd engaged in any sexual activity, but he promised himself that he wasn't going to rush into sex with her. But that didn't mean he couldn't enjoy tormenting her. Still, the way she had moved underneath him... He shut the television off as he pushed the thought away. Definitely not the way to calm down Hunter.
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A/N: Thanks to AEW archives for the match results and to a friend for allowing me to borrow a tape of the match. I tried to get it as close as possible w/out putting too much in. Thanks to all of you for the reviews as well! I'm glad everyone is still enjoying this so far. Disco Inferno- don't get me wrong, I love Jericho's character. But I love making him evil even more. He's such a good heel.