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Spoilers: Minor from RAW 8-16-04 and beyond.
Summary: A new alliance is formed in the ranks of the RAW roster
Notes: From this point forward: this piece will consist of exsisting storyline twisting and downtime (which for me is normal).That all said, enjoy and please review
Thanks to: together, WWE Evolution and irishcookie for the reviews. And irishcookie: What Randy did to the Bisch. and to H, lol. That was just perfect. hehe.
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Chapter Seven
Just as Victoria and Nidia were finishing up their match; Randy, Lita and Eugene were preparing to re-enter the building. Thanks to some sweet talking on the diva's part and the added help of Eugene; Randy was able to slip back in easily. As the three made their way back into the building
"So" The champ glanced sideways to the redhead, "What are you up to until the house shows?"
"Umm" Lita shrugged, raking a hand through her hair. "Tomorrow I am probably going shopping with Lil and Vicki. If they don't change their minds before tonight, we'll hit Berkeley more than likely. And then? I'm not sure really. I have my plane ticket for Wednesday evening, enjoy the City by the Bay as much as I can.." She blinked lightly, wondering why he'd care before she voiced her thoughts.
"Why do you ask?"
"Just making conversation" Orton shrugged it off, his arms swinging freely by his sides as they turned the corner.
"What are you up to?" Lita sent a sideways glance to the champ, mirroring his actions. "For sake of making conversation."
"I'm not sure. I've never really seen San. Fran. at least not since Sunday." He scratched the back of his neck thoughtfully. "I'd like to see J-Town before I leave though..maybe Pier 39 and Fisherman's Wharf."
"Mm" The diva chewed thoughtfully on her lower lip. "Well, after we're done shopping; we did plan on meeting the Chris and Chris. Go do the tourist thing at Pier 39, Fisherman's Wharf and Ghiradelli Square. Although, J-Town does sound just as appealing."
"I see" Randy absently nodded, tucking his hands in his pockets. "Would you be interested in doing the 'tourist thing' Wednsday? Say, The Golden Gate Academy of Sciences and lunch at J-Town?"
Lita half shrugged. "What's at the Golden Gate Academy?"
"An aquarium, the Japanese Tea Gardens" Randy frowned in thought. "And the zoo, among other things anyway."
Lita frowned slightly, before she gave a half nod as they reached the locker room door. "That would be fun actually." A small smile tugged at the corners of her mouth, before she added. "This isn't a date, right?"
"No" Orton quickly replied, "Just, uh--"
"So long as it's not a date, that's fine. Considering I really don't know much about you? I'm kinda looking forward to getting to know you." The redhead honestly replied before she pushed the locker room door open.
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Before Lita and Eugene left, William gently pulled the redhead aside.
"I'd feel better if you took this with you" He placed something in her hand, closing her fingers around it. "Mind you, I'm not asking you to use it, but if the situation should arise--"
"I understand William" Lita gently smiled, tucking the item in her pants pocket. "I think Hunter'd look better with this embedded in his forehead"
But, before the redhead could completely slip out of the locker room, Benoit set a hand on her shoulder. "Please, be careful. Regal and I came out worse for the wear thanks to Hunter's buddies."
Lita rolled her eyes good naturedly. "I'll be fine Chris. All I'm going to do is go out there and lend some vocal support for Eugene. I won't interfere"
Benoit raised a brow, partly in disbelief at the diva. "Just be careful."
Lita nodded briskly before she sent a smile to Eugene, opening the door for them both.
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"The following is a no disqualifications match!" Lillian Garcia declared from the center of the ring. "Introducing first, Triple H!"
The blonde warily stepped back towards the corner as Hunter approached the ring. A frown marring her usually placid features as he came closer.
"And his opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Lita; Eugene!"
The redhead trailed behind the energetic Eugene as they made their way down the ramp. However, as they got closer Lita could feel the probing eyes of Hunter upon her. And, just as Eugene was preparing to enter the ring Lita locked eyes with the Game. A sneer of disgust exchanged with a smirk of twisted pleasure.
Furiously, the redheaded diva pounded the ring apron; willing her energy into Eugene as Hunter continued his assault. While Lita had to admit; things had been going in Eugene's favor for some time, it was now decidedly in Hunter's favor. She bit her lip as Hunter sent Eugene barreling into the turnbuckles, debating over how to interfere.
"How sweet of you to accompany him" Hunter smiled grimly at the diva while he rolled through the bottom ropes. "Be prepared for a case of deja vu, come Unforgiven"
Lita rolled her eyes, her hand slipping to her pocket, "Why don't you just worry about your opponent now,"
"The end is near for Eugene" Hunter cocked his head at the diva. "Just like the end is coming for Orton"
Lita just shook her head, crouching near the stairs as Hunter retrieved his own sledgehammer from the underneath the ring.
Hunter sent a sick smile to the redhead as he hefted the weapon in his hands. "Prepare to watch the master at work"
The redhead bit back her retort preparing to intercept the game, when another body did it for her. She blinked back her surprise as Randy came charging down to the ring.
"Get over there" He hissed quietly to the redhead, both hands coming up to grasp the hammer. "Now"
For her part, Lita situated herself along the side of the ring; prepared to enter if she was needed. She rested her forearm on the mat, a small smile of satisfaction on her lips as Randy stalked the Game. She pumped her fists in the air as the sledgehammer was thrust into Hunter's gut. Cheering happily, until she heard the tell tale boots on the steel ramp. But, just as she was making her moves over to the ramp; Randy was scoring the RKO on the already weakened Hunter.
Lita bit her lip, debating if she should take out Flair and leave Batista to Randy or just leave the whole thing alone. Turns out her choice would be made for her.
"I can hold them off" Orton hissed quietly enough for her to here. "You get in the ring. Eugene still has to win this match."
Lita blinked, her brows contorting in confusion before the slip of clairty washed over. She slipped in to the ring, watching from the corner of her eye as Orton taunted Batista and Flair. The diva winced at Eugene's motionless body, but none the less, she was here to help him win. She sucked in a breath, grasping his arm to pull him over to cover the game. And then, along with Orton and the arena crowd, she chanted.
"1....2...3!"
"And the winner of this match-- Eugene!" Lillian declared brightly from ringside, exchanging a heartfelt smile with the redhead.
Lita grinned broadly to the crowd, maintaining her spot behind Randy while Batista and Flair collected the broken body of Triple H.
"Thanks"
She mentioned absently to the Champ. waiting until he put down the weapon or at least acknoweldged her before she smiled slightly.
"Don't mention it." He half shrugged, moving to kneel beside Eugene. "Give me a hand?"
"Just give him a few moments" The diva knelt as well, settling back on her heels. "And in the meantime, soak this up."
When Randy sent her a quizzical look in response, she discreetly gestured to the fans. "They're finally cheering for you, for the second time tonight I might add."
Orton sent a lopsided grin in her direction. "It feels different. A good kind of different, but still different."
She just shook her head, her hand absently coming to rest on Eugene's shoulder. "Well, I say get used to it. It looks like the Randy Orton era has begun in the heart of the fans." She smiled again at the champ, before hazel eyes roamed over the body before her.
"Come on Eugene, let's get you back to William. I'm sure he's worried sick about you."
"I win?"
The diva nodded, a bright smile on her face as Eugene sat up. "Come on, the match is over." She extended a hand to help the young lad, as Regal so affectionately called him, up to his feet.
Flanked on either side by Lita and Randy, Eugene had his hands raised in victory, the trio playing to the crowd before they exited the ring and made their way to the back.
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Once they had reached the locker room, a jubilant Eugene embraced his mentor; while Randy and Lita followed soberly behind. For his part, Randy took off for the back of the locker room to change. Meanwhile Lita, took a spot next to Benoit, batting her lashes underneath his scrutinizing gaze.
"I didn't interfere" She protested innocently before Benoit could utter a word. "So you can't say a darn thing."
"No, you didn't" Chris easily conceded. "You just put yourself further on Hunter's hate list."
Lita snorted. "Like I wasn't already." She shook her head, sweeping her hair back from her face.
"Hey William?" She reached a hand into her pocket, preparing to return his brass knuckles. "I believe these--"
"Keep it dear" Regal smiled re-assuringly. "You never know when you'll need it."
Lita opened her mouth to protest, before she recalled her mother's telling her 'Never look a gift horse in the mouth.' "Thanks" She smiled easily, moving instead to her gym bag.
"We just need to wait for Lil," Chris stretched his arms gingerly overhead. "Then we can get out of here."
Lita absently nodded at the statement. "I don't know about y'all, but I am in the mood to just crash tonight."
"We're probably going to do movie and pizza" Benoit mentioned thoughtfully. "Mr. Regal? You and Eugene are more than welcome to join us."
"I'm afraid we'll have to decline" Regal draped his arm protectively over Eugene's shoulder. "I promised the young lad we'd go out for ice cream."
"You can count me in" Lita put in as she zipped up her gym bag. "Just let me know who's hotel room I need to go knocking at."
"It'll either be mine and Jericho's or yours" Chris chuckled good naturedly at the redhead.
"Orton?" The Crippler turned his attention to the now changed Champ. "That invitation is also extended to you. Movie and pizza night."
Randy cocked his head, making his way over to the locker he had taken over for the evening. "Sounds like a plan..thanks."
"Okay" Lita hefted her gym bag over her shoulder. "Since I've still got the car keys, I'm going to wait in the parking lot." She first made her way to Eugene and Regal, a small hug for one and a nod of thanks to the other.
She added over her shoulder to the others as she exited the locker room. "Don't take too long!"
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The redhead had just made it into the hallway when she was joined by another body.
"Hey, can you do me a favor?" Randy Orton fell into step with the diva, reshouldering hsi gym bag. "I just found out from Benoit that I've got Kane next week and--"
"Do you need a valet?"
"If you wouldn't mind." Randy shrugged casually, stuffing one hand in his pocket. "I mean, you don't have to, I can ask Benoit or whatever."
"I wouldn't mind" Lita glanced sideways, smiling easily at the young champ. "I take it this is Bischoff's doing?"
"I wouldn't put it past him..I just wonder if you'll get in trouble."
Lita snorted, "Like that wouldn't be happening anyway. Bischoff and I have never gotten along, so I doubt now is any different."
Randy smirked, holding the door open for the redhead. "I was on Bischoff's good side..but apparently he doesn't like me anymore."
The diva rolled her eyes, absently thanking him before she spat out sarcastically. "Why am I not surprised. I think it's because..to quote you..your lips aren't attached to Hunter's ass anymore."
Orton let out a small chuckle at that, "Yeah well, it was a change that needed to be made. I just hope Batista can see the light."
Lita nodded, swinging her arms at her sides as they trekked through the lot; mindful of the exits of their co-workers. "That's the hardest part about it, isn't it?" She raked a hand through her hair, before she opened the back of the van.
"Knowing that someone you thought of as a friend, just turned around and stabbed you in the back. People you thought you could trust. And yet, deep down you hope they can change. Because, some part of you still cares what happens to them. Part of you still worries about what will happen to them."
"Something like that" Randy glanced sidways at the diva as he tossed his bag alongside hers. "Dave's a pretty good guy..and I do hate seeing this happening."
"Then all you can do is hope and pray that he can see the light" The redhead surmised, shrugging her shoulders slightly. "I mean, if you could do it? I'm sure he can." She smiled impishly, leaning back against the van to wait for the others.
"You know something Lita? You're not half bad." Orton shot a bemused look the redhead. "Of course, we've only really known each other for a week or two but--"
"Quit while you're ahead Randy" Lita rolled her eyes. "You're not half that bad yourself."
She quirked a smile at the champ, and just as Randy was about to respond or not respond; Lillian, Chris Benoit, Chris Jericho and Victoria finally showed up.
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End Chapter Seven