Masked
Chapter 10
Kevin Nash looked down at Shawn Michaels, who was watching the monitor in their locker room intently. He opened his mouth to speak, and shut it, glancing at the image on the screen.
"Something's wrong…" Shawn whispered to himself, shaking his head. "Bischoff should've tried something…"
Kevin sighed and closed his eyes, finally speaking, "Shawn… He-He's going to."
"I know… But when will he?" Shawn was muttering to himself again.
Clenching his teeth, Kevin brought his large hand down on Shawn's shoulder. Shawn turned, looking up. "Shawn, you don't understand."
He leapt off of the bench, staring at Kevin. "What do you mean, 'You don't understand'?" He'd been in this business long enough to know that the phrase that had come out of Kevin's mouth was nothing good. Unconsciously, his fists clenched.
"He's going to make his move…soon," Kevin said, and regretted it at the look that sparked in Shawn's eyes.
"What?" Shawn spat, not liking the turn that this conversation had taken. Instantly, he was imagining all the possibilities… And none of them were ones that he liked. "How would you know?" he hated that his tone sounded so accusatory.
"Shawn, I…"
"You what?" there was a bitter taste in his mouth. He hoped, he prayed, that he was wrong. That he was jumping to a false conclusion.
"Listen. If we do this thing with Stephanie, and she loses, where we will be?? We'll be at the bottom rung of the ladder, fighting nobodies like Steven Richards!"
In that instant, Shawn felt his stomach drop. No… This wasn't Kevin… The Kevin he knew would fight for Stephanie; do everything to help her and Shawn… "You helped Bischoff, didn't you?" his tone was flat as he locked eyes with Kevin.
"It's not what you think! It's not like I planned the attack or anything! I just…" Kevin trailed off, looking toward the screen. Shawn closed his eyes, and slowly turned, watching as the four masked women entered the ring. Stephanie turned to face them, confusion in her eyes. One of them ripped off their masks.
Gail Kim.
"You just made it possible for them to do it," Shawn finished in disgust. "I don't give a damn what you did, Nash. You still helped Bischoff." He stared worriedly as Gail threw a punch at Stephanie. Shawn shoved past Kevin, and headed for the door. "I'm going to fix your mistake," he spat, reaching for the door.
Kevin stopped him. Shawn looked back furiously. "I…I can't let you do that Shawn. I can't let you ruin your career." Shawn's eyes drifted to the folding chair that Kevin held hesitantly in his hand. Finally, he looked up at Kevin.
"You're going to have to use it, Kevin," he said, and turned. He rolled to the side as the folding chair swung. The steel crashed against the door. Shawn moved for the Sweet Chin Music, but Kevin had anticipated it, and slammed the chair down onto his flying ankle. Shawn swore, grabbing at his foot, glaring up at Kevin as he raised the chair high above his head.
"I'm-I'm sorry Shawn," Kevin said, his voice trembling.
"If you were sorry, you wouldn't have helped Bischoff. You wouldn't be ready to slam that chair over my head," he told him, and shook his head, trying to figure out how to get the folding chair out of Nash's hands.
"If I didn't do this…We'd be down the ladder…" Kevin repeated, hesitantly this time.
"Stephanie would've gotten through. If not, we could defect-"
"No Shawn!! I don't think you understand!" Kevin's voice rose to a trembling point. "He threatened to hurt them Shawn! He threatened to hurt your kids, your wife!" his breath heavy, he stared down at Shawn sadly, "This is for your own good."
Shawn stared up into the eyes of his best friend, too shocked to recognize that the chair was swinging down at him.
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Stephanie glared down at Steven, fire burning in her eyes as she slammed the Singapore cane into his ribs once more. She grabbed Steven up, and speared him into the turnbuckle. He was dazed, and hurting in the ribs. Quickly, Stephanie leapt up to the top rope to and kicked him in the jaw. She swore, unable to keep her balance on her bad ankle, and toppled to the ground. Steven was down, clutching at his jaw.
"What?" Stephanie said through gritted teeth as she stood, watching her four bodyguards slip into the ring. "What are you guys doing?" she asked, "I've got it under-" she stopped abruptly as the one in front of her ripped off her mask. "Ga-Gail?" Stephanie sputtered, and whirled around, to be faced with Victoria, Jazz, and Molly Holly. She got why Gail and Molly were out, Victoria was nuts, but why was Jazz out there? As far as she was concerned, Stephanie had never had a problem with.
Her hesitation cost the upper-hand in their attack. Gail lashed out, throwing a punch at Stephanie, who blocked it. Growling, Gail speared Stephanie to the ground, her hands wrapping around Stephanie's hair, and throwing her head into the mat repeatedly. Jazz pushed Gail off, delivering a Fisherman's Suplex to a dizzy Stephanie.
Apparently, Jazz had shoved them back on track. As soon as Stephanie hit the canvas, she was up on Victoria's back on "Widow's Peak". Stephanie groaned as she sprawled to the mat, feeling pain spread through her body. But her punishment wasn't over. Molly Holly and Gail Kim grabbed her, pulling off a double DDT.
Jazz stood, watching the ramp as Edge, Kurt, Melody, and Danielle rushed down it. She smirked. There was nothing they could do-the damage had been done.
Molly glared down at Stephanie, and smiled at Gail, who was in Stephanie's pain-creased face, mocking her. Evil grin firmly plastered to her face, Molly grabbed Stephanie's ankle, and pulled it into an ankle lock.
As Stephanie let out a shrill scream of pain, Edge leapt into the ring, taking down Jazz with a spear. Kurt slid into the ring, shoving Victoria out of his way, going for Molly. Gail stepped in front of him, trying to throw a punch. He simply tossed her over the ropes.
Molly Holly let go of Stephanie, and leapt out of the ring, backing up the ramp, pointing and laughing at Kurt as he hugged the curled-up, sobbing Stephanie to him. Kurt glared at her for a second, and then smiled. Melody attacked her from behind, grabbing Molly up quickly, raising her body over her head as if it was nothing. The brunette walked to the edge of the stage, and the crowd screamed. With a giant heave, Melody sent Molly flying into the ground below. She, however, toppled on the edge, as Molly had grabbed her arms, trying to get Melody down with her. Quickly, she regained her balance, and jumped into the ring, alongside Danielle, who was in a brawl with Victoria.
Edge missed a spear to Steven, who tried to get to Stephanie, and ended up slamming his shoulder into the steel ring post. Groaning, he slumped down against the turnbuckle as Danielle pulled a spine buster to Victoria as Gail slammed a steel chair into Melody's skull. The sound echoed through the arena, as if signaling a new start to the battle. Superstars flowed from the back, eager to please Bischoff to get what they wanted.
And some time during the impromptu battle, Eric Bischoff sauntered onto the stage, locking eyes with the huddled Stephanie McMahon. He wanted her to know that he did this. That he was going to win this battle, and that this battle, it was just the start of things to come.
Smiling, Eric blew Stephanie a kiss, and turned, leaving Stephanie to her certain doom.
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Author's Note: Hey guys! Hope you liked this chapter! Sorry that I keep updating a lot, then like never, but it's hard to work around sports and school. Anyway, if it wasn't much trouble, could y'all check out my other stories??? Well, please review!!
(I'm about 99.9% sure that the next chapter will be posted by Sunday or Saturday. Probably Saturday or Friday, but I'm saying Sunday to be safe.)