Aw, thanks for the reviews! Very, very appreciated, and all the wishes shall be granted, another chapter! (Might be the last, I go on vacation Sunday and come back on Wednesday).
Vengeance – July 11th 2004 Chris walked around aimlessly as he had nothing to do. His ears perked up as he heard a female voice, coming out as Stephanie's. But his happiness lead him to scowl as he heard Paul's name.
"Stephanie, come on." Paul begged as he was sitting down in her office.
"Paul, for Christ sakes, I told you we can't reverse the decision." She said in annoyance towards her husband.
"This is bullshit!" He screamed out, startling Stephanie. "Your father told me I'd have the title back in NO time."
"Well, just deal with it, Benoit is doing well with the crowd, so we're keeping it on him." She said, defending her father.
"Deal with it? Fuck that, I'm going to Vince." He scowled and left the locker room, muttering 'Stupid bitch' right when he closed the door.
Chris's eyes widened as he heard Paul say those words. His stomach dropped as he put pieces together. The 'power' he had, wanting the title back. A light suddenly turned on in the Canadian's head... Paul didn't give a shit about Stephanie anymore, he just used her now to get the head spot and kiss Vince's ass. He shook the horrible thought out of his head as he walked over to Stephanie's office, knocking on the door lightly.
"Come in." She yelled, even though now she wanted no one in her office.
Chris opened the door slowly, wincing when he saw Stephanie's expression. He cringed, remembering what Paul had just said moments ago. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, I'm fine." She said, even though her tone said something different.
"Bull." He responded as he shut the door, taking a seat. "Look, I he... What happened?" The last thing he wanted was to get a bitching for eavesdropping on her.
"Nothing, jeez Chris, what the hell is with you?" She asked, knowing he wasn't going to get off her.
"What's with you?" He asked, surprising her. "Putting up with his crap?" His eyes suddenly widened as he heard himself. 'Fuck... Now I'm done.' He thought, as his heart began to beat faster.
"What?" She asked. "Look, I'm his wife, we get into fights, we get over them, don't get into our business." She spat.
His heart got slammed, and he looked down, casting his eyes elsewhere. "I'm... Sorry." He said in a low tone.
Stephanie let out a frustrated sigh as she looked at his expression. "Can you please leave?" She tried to ask as nice as possible. "I just need some time alone."
He nodded, getting up and leaving the locker room without saying another word. His mouth got the best of him, and it truly pissed him off.
"So Jay, I was sayin'..." Adam said down the hall when he stopped, seeing Chris just standing there. "Oh shit."
"Oh shit? Wow, what words." Jay said with a laugh, and got punched hard in the arm for his talk.
"Look, you shit." He mumbled and pointed in Chris's direction. Jay immediately stopped laughing, his expression turning blank.
Adam turned to Jay, then to Chris. He walked over to Chris, putting a hand on his shoulder. "You okay, man?"
Chris nodded his head, slowly, and looked up to see eyes burning into him.
"What in the hell went wrong?" Adam asked in a concern tone.
"Stephanie's office, I went into talk with her after I heard Paul say something." He said, and told the story and the talk with Paul awhile back, making his point that Stephanie was just used as a toy now.
"Man, that guy is seriously fucked up." Adam commented as he started to walk with Jay and Chris to catering, as Heat began.
"VINCE! Man, you fucking gave me your word that I'd get the title back!" Paul screamed, in complete frustration. It wasn't that he didn't like Chris Benoit, to Paul; he thought Benoit's reign was over.
"Paul, listen up if you EVER want to be champion again!" Vince threatened, as Paul sat down, obeying the owner's words. "You will, not now. I go by what the fans want, and they still want Benoit as champion."
"Fuck the God damn fans Vince! I sh..."
"Get out of my office." Vince said sternly, as he tried to remain calm with all his might.
Paul glared at Vince before leaving his office. He was pissed off now, and someone would pay, and since Chris Benoit would have a match, it was his turn.
Later That Night
All the wrestlers were glued to the main event of the night. Vince was gracious enough this time to bring in a big screen so that they wouldn't have to get glasses for the small monitors usually in the arenas.
Everyone knew the outcome of the match, Benoit would win, but Paul seemed to be beating him down hard.
"Paul, what the hell?" Chris asked between punches.
When Paul didn't respond, and just grinned, Benoit knew he was in trouble. Paul sent in a right hand that connected with full force, sending Benoit reeling.
"What the fuck is he doing?" Rey Mysterio yelled out as he watched. He knew that was a stiff.
The people in the room soon became worried, as Paul kicked Chris down several times, sending stiff kicks into his ribs.
"You should know that belt is mine." Paul said in a possessed tone as he kept on kicking.
Benoit barely heard him, but he did. His eyes widened, realizing Paul was going off the deep end. He winced, though, selling, but was actually hurt.
"EVERYONE, CALM DOWN!" Vince yelled at his employees as the protest got even bigger. They all shut up, looking to Vince. "Adam, I'll get the referee to take a bump, get your ass down there with a chair."
Adam's eyes widened. This was not planned, but he had no choice. He jogged out of catering, looking for the weapon.
"Paul! You need to stop it!" Benoit said, but only got another stiff punch for his luck. He was now pissed off, and chopped the living shit out of Paul, one after another until his chest was red. The crowd ate it up.
The referee had to break it up, much to the crowd's dismay, and informed Paul and Chris quickly of the ref spot.
Benoit's mind went crazy. He knew a ref spot was not planned. "What?"
"Look." The referee said as he acted to be yelling at Benoit. "Edge will come down and knock Hunter down, Vince's orders." Benoit nodded, and delivered a German suplex. As he lifted Paul into the air, he kicked the referee, immediately knocking him down. He thanked God that one thing went right. Paul blocked the third suplex, reversing it to one of his own. He heard the crowd cheering, and couldn't figure it out. He then looked to the ramp, seeing Edge come down with a chair. His eyes widened, he didn't hear about this.
He ducked the first swing, grinning in satisfaction to the crowd, but turned around and got slammed hard with the steel chair, which busted him open. The crowd went nuts, as Edge slid out of the ring, grinning as he looked to Paul and went backstage.
Benoit got up, surveying the damage, and threw the chair out of the ring. He got up on the top rope, delivering the head butt to much joy of the fans. He covered Paul, but figured out that the ref was just stirring.
"Ref!" He yelled as loud as possible, as the referee noticed, making a slow count. Triple H kicked out at the count of 2 and ¾. Benoit looked at the ref, yelling at him as he told him it was a three. In this time, Paul recovered enough to stumble up, waiting for Benoit as he still argued. Benoit turned around, and got kicked in the gut, getting his head stuffed into Paul's legs as he set up for the Pedigree. As he began to hook his arms, Benoit amazingly turned the move into the Crippler Crossface. The crowd went wild, seeing Triple H reaching to the ropes, going crazy in pain as blood ran down in his face. Benoit pulled back hard, harder than he usually does so he can protect his opponent, but he was pissed off, and made Triple H tap within seconds.
Everyone in catering were cheering and clapping. Stephanie came walking in to see what was with them, and went over to Vince. "What's with the uproar?"
"Uh, we have a problem." Was all that Vince let out. He knew how mad Paul would be when he got to the back, and he was going to have to get Benoit out of there before Paul got to the Gorilla Position. He got up, walking quickly to the Gorilla, arriving as Benoit made his way to the back.
"Good job Chris." He congratulated Chris as he shook his hand.
"Thanks Vince, but what the hell is up with Paul?" He asked, touching his face to make sure he didn't start bleeding.
"He was just pissed off. I suggest you leave before he comes back here." Vince said, and Benoit nodded, taking his leave.
Paul came to the back minutes later, seething when he got backstage. "Vince, what the fuck was with Copeland coming out, and this!" He screamed as he touched his face, showing his hand to Vince.
"You brought this upon yourself Paul." Vince said quite simply.
"I brought it upon myself? What in the fuck does that mean?" He asked, almost about to explode on his boss, or for more certain, his father-in- law.
"Look, treat Benoit with respect, not shit. You understand me?" Vince asked as he left the Gorilla, going to his office.
"GOD DAMN THIS FUCKING FAMILY!" Paul screamed when Vince was gone. He grabbed a monitor, and threw it at the stage. Fans that were beginning to leave all stopped, looking at the monitor with confused expressions.
Many stagehands were trying to calm Paul down, but he pushed them all away. He went in search of Adam Copeland to get some answers.