Legacy

Author: Victory Goddess

Chapter 6

"I hate this!" Eve announced as she stalked into Shawn Michaels locker room. He was pacing back and forth as Sean Waltman sat leisurely on the couch watching him, there was no problem in his head.

"And what is that, ms. Hall?" Shawn asked, stopping his pacing and turning to look at the woman.

"This whole stupid thing." She replied, stepping further into the room and letting the door close behind her. "Have you ever wondered if my fathers just trying to get rid of us?"

"You're father is trusting us with a plan, not trying to get rid of us." Shawn replied, he was past annoyed with Eve, and edging on angry, she was being too difficult, why couldn't she just conform to what they wanted and be done with it? It would be so simple.

"People, us, are going to get hurt and-" She tried to reason but he quickly interrupted her rant.

"I'm quite aware that there are going to be casualties in this." Shawn stated.

"And that doesn't bug you in the least?" Eve asked.

"No, it doesn't concern me, if someone is stupid enough to get hurt in the process of our infecting, then they deserve whatever they get." He dismissed anything else from her by starting his pacing once more.

Eve leaned against the wall and looked at the two men in the room. Shawn Michaels she had known for a while, but never to be so cold-hearted or cruel, to be ready to inflict pain on others so freely, why was he acting this way? Eve had to wonder, now that she thought about it, that it was out of character for the usually friendly Heart Break Kid, did he just want to change his image or was something making him change his image? Was something being held over his head, was her father taking this to the next level? Two, there was Sean Waltman, X-Pac, fun loving but tough, why was he here? She had always gotten along great with him, better then all the other clique members, who had shunned her when she was younger, Sean had never. Why was he here? The thought went through her head again, it really didn't make much sense for him to be in on this. He had told her that he was here for the fun, did he really find this fun, to be trying to ruin a business and multiple lives? She didn't think it was his definition of fun. Was her father playing more of a game then she had even suspected?

Eve hesitated for a second. "Who's in charge?" She asked. "My father or Kevin?" She hadn't actually talked to Kevin about the plan.

"Scott is the contact man." Shawn mumbled.

"But Kevin, what does he do?" She inquired further. "Have you ever talked to him about this? Has he ever said anything?"

"Kevin works with Scott." Shawn informed her. "Stop asking questions."

"But-"

"I said stop!" Shawn yelled at her, turning to her. He was angry, but maybe not at her.

Eve glared back at him, not taking kindly to being yelled at. "Watch your step Shawn, I'm not known for responding well to orders."

"Is that a threat?" He asked, walking up to her, making her lift her head to look him in the face.

"Take it at it's face value, that's the only thing around here that can be." She replied.

Shawn stood there for another moment before heading to the door. "It's time." He told them.

Sean hopped to his feet as Eve waited in place for him. With an exchanged look they followed him out.

No music hit, no dimming of the lights, there was no celebration of the sport as Eve walked through the curtain this time, they were here to do damage and the damage would get done. They were spotted quickly, as they were being watched for, the Dudley's split the ring as the triad entered it. Triple H and Ric Flair stood alone, both ready to fight.

Eve knew what she had to do, and that was to do damage to them, but when she looked at Triple H, she realised instantaneously that he had been the only one here barring Sean that had been even remotely nice to her, and she had been ready to try to take him out. Was she really that callous? Was she really that much like her father that she would do that?

There was no more time for thoughts as the rest of Evolution charged the ring, Randy Orton and Batista. Shawn Michaels had wasted no time in attacking Triple H, Sean had went after Flair, but while Sean was succeeding, Shawn wasn't fairing as well. She stood in the centre, watching it all, but it dawned on her as she stood there and as Orton and Batista entered the ring that she was the main target, she was the one that no one was fighting, they weren't just aimed at the ring, they were aimed at her. Fear seeped in just a little, Eve wasn't just outnumbered, she was grossly outweighed by either of these men, either could take her in a battle of fisticuffs which was what this was, this was no wrestling match.

All of a sudden her head was grabbed from behind and she was thrown unceremoniously through the ropes and out of the ring, where her back hit hard against the barrier, knocking more pain into it from when Shawn had pushed her against the brick of the arena walls. She shook her head to try to clear it and focus through the pain in her upper back. Triple H had thrown her out and had gotten attacked from behind by a recovered Shawn for doing it.

Shawn and Sean were being overpowered and as soon as the opportunity presented itself they fled the ring to the ramp, where Eve met them from the side. Shawn gave her a look that told her quite simply that he considered her incompetent before turning his back on the ring and stalking back up it. Sean shrugged and followed, Eve rolled her eyes and followed after him.

"Well, now, that didn't go as they had planned." King announced just after they went behind the curtain.

Shawn turned to look at Eve. "And guess why that didn't go as planned."

"It's hardly my fault if you couldn't take the opposition, Shawn." Eve told him, walking past him. "Maybe if you had, I wouldn't have gotten thrown out." She sighed as she left the two of them. "I got to find Hunter." She muttered to herself.