Thanks to Missy Copeland and Miksumi... I'll try to write longer chapters. And thanks to NightyGaze.
Sorry for the delay. Was having writer's block.
It was almost the end of RAW. Edge had been pacing around backstages, not having to do anything for now. For the moment, his plan had gone perfectly. The first part of his plan was to attack THE one. The one that everyone hated. And it was Triple H. He showed him what he wanted, and that he was perfectly able to do it. But knowing Triple H, he'd find a reason to convince himself ( and TRY to convince everyone ) it wasn't fair and naturally, having Bischoff by his side, he would be able to get his revenge on Edge.
And as Edge was expecting, he saw Triple H in the ring with a mic on the monitor.
" I know you're out there, Edge. Get your ass in here. "
Edge's theme music started, and it had the same effect than first time on the fans. He took a deep breath, deciding he'd go to the ring, not wanting to give Triple H any sign of weakness or fear. Edge walked down the ramp and came into the ring.
" So you think after one year off, you can come out here and fight the GAME? "
Edge flashed a self-confident smile, and took Triple H's mic.
" That's what I did. "
" Well it doesn't work like this in here. But I'm a nice guy, and I'll give you a chance... only if you agree to whatever I have in mind. "
Edge thought for a second. It wasn't even manipulation, it was just too obvious that HHH had a plan. He didn't want to spend another year injured. He wasn't expecting Triple H to ask him that. He thought he'd only challenge him on the next PPV, and he would've the time to... 'prepare' because Triple H was an all-talk guy.
" Okay then. I'll agree to whatever you're thinking. ", he said, on an impulsion. He KNEW it would be bloody and totally unfair for him but what the hell?
" Handicap match. Right now. Edge VS Ric Flair and Randy Orton. Good luck. "
Edge didn't have time and felt a pain in his back. It had been planned all along, it was just so obvious. After several punches, he felt Triple H lifting him to his feet. It was the end... Triple H put him in the position to do his Pedigree and at the last moment, Edge felt a rage rising in him. He reversed HHH. Ric Flair went to hit him, and he kicked him in the midsection before doing the Edgecution. Randy Orton came behind and before Edge could see him, he did a perfect RKO. He laid in the middle of the ring, his forehead bleeding. Randy pinned him 1-2-3 and Ric Flair and Triple H went back into the ring to celebrate and to do the same old boring beating like at every end of RAW. They started punching and kicking Edge, who was already motionlessly lying in the ring and after, they lifted arms, all happy of their victory 3 on 1.
The referee went to check on Edge and called out to the EMTs and they came rushing down to the ring. Edge shoved them away, swearing. He didn't want help. He didn't want to prove to Triple H that he was totally alone. He thought someone would've helped him but no.... He walked backstage still frustrated about his loss to Evolution. He slammed his fist into the wall and started kicking anything within sight. He was soon breathless and had to stop, still angry at himself for not being able to win that damn match. Winning or losing a match never mattered this much before but that was what his plan was all about this time. He heard voices coming from behind him.
" HEY! You dumped me on national television! What the fuck am I supposed to do?! "
" Well, you were still grateful when I saved you ! "
" You know what, Matt? Just fuck off... I don't want to owe you anything, if it's how it works in your book. "
Edge saw Matt grabbing her arm. He was ready to interfere in their fight but he let go of her and left. As soon as he was out of sight, Amy sat on the floor, her hair hiding her face.
" Are you okay?, " Edge asked.
" Yeah, I'm fine... You saw what happened? "
" Just a little bit. What exactly happened? "
She shrugged. " Forget about it. I guess he just doesn't get it yet. ", she said getting up and putting her back on the wall. " So, you're finally back. I saw you tonight. You did good with HHH. ", she said.
" Nah. Could've done better. I lost to him... And kinda lost my chance for my plan. "
" No... he never said you wouldn't have your shot against him if you lost that match... He said he was gonna give you a chance if you agreed to whatever he had in his sick mind. And you did. ", She grinned. Edge smiled. She was right. " What's your plan, by the way? " She asked, with a little smile.
" You'll find out at the same time as everyone else. Maybe I'll need you... "
She frowned. " What do you mean? "
" Nothing... I'm still not sure. But you might have something for you, in my 'plan'. I gotta go. Since you had a ... ' fight' with Matt, you probably don't have a ride? "
" Nah... I'll ask someone. "
" Come with me. Where's your hotel? "
" Not a long drive... but are you sure? "
" Yeah. Come on. We probably have the same hotel, anyway. "
See? I wrote a longer chapter ! Took me ages to put it up, but it's here now... reviews are appreciated.
Sorry for the delay. Was having writer's block.
It was almost the end of RAW. Edge had been pacing around backstages, not having to do anything for now. For the moment, his plan had gone perfectly. The first part of his plan was to attack THE one. The one that everyone hated. And it was Triple H. He showed him what he wanted, and that he was perfectly able to do it. But knowing Triple H, he'd find a reason to convince himself ( and TRY to convince everyone ) it wasn't fair and naturally, having Bischoff by his side, he would be able to get his revenge on Edge.
And as Edge was expecting, he saw Triple H in the ring with a mic on the monitor.
" I know you're out there, Edge. Get your ass in here. "
Edge's theme music started, and it had the same effect than first time on the fans. He took a deep breath, deciding he'd go to the ring, not wanting to give Triple H any sign of weakness or fear. Edge walked down the ramp and came into the ring.
" So you think after one year off, you can come out here and fight the GAME? "
Edge flashed a self-confident smile, and took Triple H's mic.
" That's what I did. "
" Well it doesn't work like this in here. But I'm a nice guy, and I'll give you a chance... only if you agree to whatever I have in mind. "
Edge thought for a second. It wasn't even manipulation, it was just too obvious that HHH had a plan. He didn't want to spend another year injured. He wasn't expecting Triple H to ask him that. He thought he'd only challenge him on the next PPV, and he would've the time to... 'prepare' because Triple H was an all-talk guy.
" Okay then. I'll agree to whatever you're thinking. ", he said, on an impulsion. He KNEW it would be bloody and totally unfair for him but what the hell?
" Handicap match. Right now. Edge VS Ric Flair and Randy Orton. Good luck. "
Edge didn't have time and felt a pain in his back. It had been planned all along, it was just so obvious. After several punches, he felt Triple H lifting him to his feet. It was the end... Triple H put him in the position to do his Pedigree and at the last moment, Edge felt a rage rising in him. He reversed HHH. Ric Flair went to hit him, and he kicked him in the midsection before doing the Edgecution. Randy Orton came behind and before Edge could see him, he did a perfect RKO. He laid in the middle of the ring, his forehead bleeding. Randy pinned him 1-2-3 and Ric Flair and Triple H went back into the ring to celebrate and to do the same old boring beating like at every end of RAW. They started punching and kicking Edge, who was already motionlessly lying in the ring and after, they lifted arms, all happy of their victory 3 on 1.
The referee went to check on Edge and called out to the EMTs and they came rushing down to the ring. Edge shoved them away, swearing. He didn't want help. He didn't want to prove to Triple H that he was totally alone. He thought someone would've helped him but no.... He walked backstage still frustrated about his loss to Evolution. He slammed his fist into the wall and started kicking anything within sight. He was soon breathless and had to stop, still angry at himself for not being able to win that damn match. Winning or losing a match never mattered this much before but that was what his plan was all about this time. He heard voices coming from behind him.
" HEY! You dumped me on national television! What the fuck am I supposed to do?! "
" Well, you were still grateful when I saved you ! "
" You know what, Matt? Just fuck off... I don't want to owe you anything, if it's how it works in your book. "
Edge saw Matt grabbing her arm. He was ready to interfere in their fight but he let go of her and left. As soon as he was out of sight, Amy sat on the floor, her hair hiding her face.
" Are you okay?, " Edge asked.
" Yeah, I'm fine... You saw what happened? "
" Just a little bit. What exactly happened? "
She shrugged. " Forget about it. I guess he just doesn't get it yet. ", she said getting up and putting her back on the wall. " So, you're finally back. I saw you tonight. You did good with HHH. ", she said.
" Nah. Could've done better. I lost to him... And kinda lost my chance for my plan. "
" No... he never said you wouldn't have your shot against him if you lost that match... He said he was gonna give you a chance if you agreed to whatever he had in his sick mind. And you did. ", She grinned. Edge smiled. She was right. " What's your plan, by the way? " She asked, with a little smile.
" You'll find out at the same time as everyone else. Maybe I'll need you... "
She frowned. " What do you mean? "
" Nothing... I'm still not sure. But you might have something for you, in my 'plan'. I gotta go. Since you had a ... ' fight' with Matt, you probably don't have a ride? "
" Nah... I'll ask someone. "
" Come with me. Where's your hotel? "
" Not a long drive... but are you sure? "
" Yeah. Come on. We probably have the same hotel, anyway. "
See? I wrote a longer chapter ! Took me ages to put it up, but it's here now... reviews are appreciated.