Title: Lessons
Author: Remain Nameless, other wise known as Kay
Email: RemainNameless17@aol.com
Rating:; PG-13 because I tend to write with a potty mouth
Disclaimer: I don't own nobody, or nothing. I'm not THAT Creative
Summary; When Randy Orton and Batista break from Evolution, ERIC BISCHOFF thinks they need a little guidance. That's where a certain Red Head comes in
Pairing; All worked out for plot purposes
Author's Notes: You liked that fight scene? Oh yeah baby.
Music Notes: "Another Anthem for The Hopeless" By Walls of Jericho
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
to whom it may concern another anthem for the hopeless.
a life so innocent that day was not the same.
experience that would change her life forever.
she sang her fucking song tried to make a change.
but the change came from with in herself.
forever in debt to the nightmare in my head.
how much more can i feel, before it ruins me ?
this will not control me that is what i fight for.
when will it be my turn ?
when will all i fight for take its toll on me ?
becuase i can not see my future lie ahead of me.
i'm fucking in debt to the nightmare in my head.
the one you put there, i'm taking back what you took away.
it's my turn now to bury this along with you.
it's my time for her to dream sweet songs again, it's time for her dream alone again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Stacy's high pitch scream filled the hotel room.
"Oh my god! Stop! Get off him!" In a blind panic, she looked to her red headed friend who only wore an annoyed expression on
her face. "Lita do something!"
"Hey, let Chris get his fustration out."
"LITA!"
"FINE!" Stepping toward the fight, she grabbed a large clumb of Chris's hair and pulled. The man was about to throw another
punch, but with the uncomfortable position he was in, instead he slowly got up and walked backwards in the direction Lita was
leading him, away from Randy and his anger.
Batista stepped forward, helping his friend up, and gave him a look, a look that said "can you do anything without pissing people off?"
Lita held Jericho by the hair like a child and looked to him. "I really enjoyed that, I did. But I think I really need to talk to these guys
like civilized adults because I have to catch a plane in about two hours."
"Sure, no problem." Jericho said, eyes squeezed shut enduring the pain. He gritted his pearly whites. "Now can you let the hair go?"
"Promise to behave?"
"Yes."
She let go of her hold on his golden hair, and looked to the two former evolution members. "Hall?"
Both men nodded.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lita sat in the hallway outside her hotel room. The two guys sat across from her.
"So."
"So." The other two said usion.
"Um, listen. I know we got off at a bad start. But we have to make good out of this bad situation. So we just have to put up wth eachother
and ignore our ego's and just go with it."
"Sounds like a plan." Randy said in a dead tone.
"Ok, you have any questions, it can wait until Monday. Arena, 5 o'clock."
"Yup." Batista answered.
The red head got up. "So this wasn't that bad, right?"
"Yup." The two men said at the same time.
"We good?"
Both men nodded.
"Alright."
She turned on her heal without a second thought and left the hallway leaving the men behind. Closing
the door behind her she was met with two expectent stares.
"What?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Batista sat down at a comfy chair in the corner of the airport lobby, as Randy made him was toward him from the Coca Cola vending machine.
Silently, Randy plopped next to Batista.
"So, having fun?"
Randy shot a look at h is much larger friend. "Oh yeah sure, getting pummled is so much fun."
"Lita handled it pretty well."
"Well I don't want to talk about her right now." Randy snapped attempting to open the coca cola can.
"Woah." Batista said, holding his hands up in a defensive position. "Sorry to piss you off with the mention of the L word."
Randy shot a dark look at his friend. "I don't hate her you know, she's cool. Our personalitys just clash."
"Yeah well, get use to it because we are going to be around her a lot for now on."
"Oh GOOD-Y." Randy said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "This should be f-" His was cut off by the opening of the coke can and the sticky
brown liquid sprayed powerfully in his face.
Batista tried to hold in a laugh. "Im sorry Randy? What should this be?"
Author: Remain Nameless, other wise known as Kay
Email: RemainNameless17@aol.com
Rating:; PG-13 because I tend to write with a potty mouth
Disclaimer: I don't own nobody, or nothing. I'm not THAT Creative
Summary; When Randy Orton and Batista break from Evolution, ERIC BISCHOFF thinks they need a little guidance. That's where a certain Red Head comes in
Pairing; All worked out for plot purposes
Author's Notes: You liked that fight scene? Oh yeah baby.
Music Notes: "Another Anthem for The Hopeless" By Walls of Jericho
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
to whom it may concern another anthem for the hopeless.
a life so innocent that day was not the same.
experience that would change her life forever.
she sang her fucking song tried to make a change.
but the change came from with in herself.
forever in debt to the nightmare in my head.
how much more can i feel, before it ruins me ?
this will not control me that is what i fight for.
when will it be my turn ?
when will all i fight for take its toll on me ?
becuase i can not see my future lie ahead of me.
i'm fucking in debt to the nightmare in my head.
the one you put there, i'm taking back what you took away.
it's my turn now to bury this along with you.
it's my time for her to dream sweet songs again, it's time for her dream alone again.
~~~~~~~~~~~~
Stacy's high pitch scream filled the hotel room.
"Oh my god! Stop! Get off him!" In a blind panic, she looked to her red headed friend who only wore an annoyed expression on
her face. "Lita do something!"
"Hey, let Chris get his fustration out."
"LITA!"
"FINE!" Stepping toward the fight, she grabbed a large clumb of Chris's hair and pulled. The man was about to throw another
punch, but with the uncomfortable position he was in, instead he slowly got up and walked backwards in the direction Lita was
leading him, away from Randy and his anger.
Batista stepped forward, helping his friend up, and gave him a look, a look that said "can you do anything without pissing people off?"
Lita held Jericho by the hair like a child and looked to him. "I really enjoyed that, I did. But I think I really need to talk to these guys
like civilized adults because I have to catch a plane in about two hours."
"Sure, no problem." Jericho said, eyes squeezed shut enduring the pain. He gritted his pearly whites. "Now can you let the hair go?"
"Promise to behave?"
"Yes."
She let go of her hold on his golden hair, and looked to the two former evolution members. "Hall?"
Both men nodded.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Lita sat in the hallway outside her hotel room. The two guys sat across from her.
"So."
"So." The other two said usion.
"Um, listen. I know we got off at a bad start. But we have to make good out of this bad situation. So we just have to put up wth eachother
and ignore our ego's and just go with it."
"Sounds like a plan." Randy said in a dead tone.
"Ok, you have any questions, it can wait until Monday. Arena, 5 o'clock."
"Yup." Batista answered.
The red head got up. "So this wasn't that bad, right?"
"Yup." The two men said at the same time.
"We good?"
Both men nodded.
"Alright."
She turned on her heal without a second thought and left the hallway leaving the men behind. Closing
the door behind her she was met with two expectent stares.
"What?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Batista sat down at a comfy chair in the corner of the airport lobby, as Randy made him was toward him from the Coca Cola vending machine.
Silently, Randy plopped next to Batista.
"So, having fun?"
Randy shot a look at h is much larger friend. "Oh yeah sure, getting pummled is so much fun."
"Lita handled it pretty well."
"Well I don't want to talk about her right now." Randy snapped attempting to open the coca cola can.
"Woah." Batista said, holding his hands up in a defensive position. "Sorry to piss you off with the mention of the L word."
Randy shot a dark look at his friend. "I don't hate her you know, she's cool. Our personalitys just clash."
"Yeah well, get use to it because we are going to be around her a lot for now on."
"Oh GOOD-Y." Randy said, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "This should be f-" His was cut off by the opening of the coke can and the sticky
brown liquid sprayed powerfully in his face.
Batista tried to hold in a laugh. "Im sorry Randy? What should this be?"