Disclaimer: This is unassociated with any of my other stories, and I do not own any of the members of this story. I simply write this story due to my interest in Raw, especially with the superstars who have major roles in my dialogue.
Pairings: Possibilities of Edge/Lita or Kane/Lita, very questionable possibilities of Christian/Trish, and whenever I can get JH to show up, a special pair I should have been working at Intergender Survivor Series.
UPDATE! Both the Christian and Edge pairings have been affected by the event which completed with the return of Kane, as that event has gone on to raise some character complications. And, sorry to disappoint, but as major as a pay-per-view event is, there will be no post-PPV dialogue chapters, because I don't watch, and I can barely even collect the information.
Rating Info: This story is rated PG-13 for safety purposes.
The Stones of Raw by Prime Time, Legend Champion
Chapter 4: Stratus Clouds A-Changing
Following 1/3/2005 episode of Raw
Nassau Coliseum in Uniondale, NY
Every sign in the world was showing that the Big Red Machine, Kane, was coming back to Raw at or before New Year's Revolution to beat the living hell out of Gene Snitsky, much like Kane's own brother The Undertaker, who lives on Smackdown, a) returned to beat the living hell out of Kane himself last year at WrestleMania XX, and b) is coming to beat the living hell out of a psycho named Heidenreich who is much like Snitsky; large, evil-minded, and ugly. And tonight, it finally happened.
First, we saw my good friend (not literally) Eric Bischoff holding the World Heavyweight Championship, in his office, delivering a public service announcement to introduce us to the art of the program. He mentioned the crowning of a new World Heavyweight Champion at New Year's Revolution, and last week's "Beat the Clock" challenge, and then said that tonight, they'd get to beat each other. He announced the matches:
Batista vs. Chris Benoit to begin the night.
Edge vs. Chris Jericho shortly thereafter.
Triple H vs. Randy Orton as the absolute main event.
And immediately after the announcement, Batista came out, followed by Chris Benoit. The match was on. The two fought long and hard and well, and Batista lost advantage early when he exposed a turnbuckle and turned his back on Benoit. However, a few notable moments include Batista taking Benoit off another turnbuckle and pulling off a fisherman suplex type maneuver that it takes a ton of power to pull, Batista applying a tough single leg crab immediately thereafter and getting impatient enough to use Chris Benoit's arm in order to try to tap him out, and then… the vaunted escape of the Crippler Crossface. Batista dodged it like no other by using his strength to push his way up out of it and ramming Benoit's head into the exposed buckle! One pained arm from the Crossface was sucked up, as the Leviathan then applied his sit-down Batista Bomb and covered Benoit to win. We go to commercial.
Then, we get back on the network. Evolution is showing extreme confidence about Batista's rock solid performance, and it continues on when he gets back. It only stops when he strictly demands Triple H give him 100 for a bet that was made last week about the "Beat the Clock" event. Batista won the bet because he got the fastest time, and thus one that was faster than Triple H. He wouldn't even accept Flair's money, but the special twist; when Trips finally takes out the cash from his bag and gives it to Batista, Big Dave reveals that he was just kidding! The next backstage operation was an interview Maria was going to be conducting with Gene Snitsky. Before the interview, the footage of Snitsky destroying Kane at Taboo Tuesday showed up, and then came the Genetic Evilness himself. Snitsky said that he was surprised that Kane was ever coming back, especially so soon, and then sniffed out Maria, asking her if she liked surprises. She bailed for her life, and then Snitsky took the mic and said that he had a surprise that Kane brought upon himself. In the final segment, Edge, in Bischoff's office, complained that it was unfair that Shawn Michaels was the guest referee in the Elimination Chamber, and the General Manager simply mentioned the revenue that was lost by the six weeks added to Michaels' absence and told Edge to take out his anger on his opponent, Jericho.
That is exactly what happened, as Edge and Jericho had yet another very competitive one-on-one confrontation. However, after about perhaps ten minutes, Edge won the match on a rollup with utilization of the mat and ropes for leverage purposes. As Edge celebrated at the ramp, Jim Ross questioned Edge's pride in the way he won the match, but Jerry "the King" Lawler pointed out that when it comes to the World Heavyweight Championship, it doesn't matter how you do it, you just must win.
Following that match, we saw Sylvan Grenier and Shelton Benjamin. Shelton and Sly started the match after Sly hit Shelton, actually. Why? As Benjamin made his way to the ring, Maven suddenly showed up and went to the announce table with the voices of Raw, Jerry Lawler and Jim Ross. This distracted Benjamin, leaving him to be hit out from behind by Grenier, who distracted the referee so Robert Conway could hit Shelton with the Quebec flag and put him back into the ring. From there, the match went on. When Grenier tried the nip-up headspring, it didn't work, and he covered Benjamin to reduce the embarrassment, though it didn't get him the win. In fact, immediately following that move, he spent so much time talking to Conway that it eventually cost him the match. During the match, Maven was talking about having 63 friends over, watching the footage of him pinning Benjamin, and looking in disbelief at Maven without the Intercontinental Title after that. He clearly showed in his dialogue that he wanted a title match against Shelton Benjamin. The result is a match between Shelton and Maven for the Intercontinental Title at New Year's Revolution.
Next was the Arab-American Treatment Debate between Muhammad Hassan and Daivari against the voices of Raw, Jerry "the King" Lawler and "Good Ol' JR" Jim Ross. Hassan and Daivari constantly spoke of every American as a racist and a hater against Arab Americans, saying that we use the 9/11 terrorist attacks to let their true feelings of contempt towards his race come out! That idiot seriously needs to understand it's not everybody. I almost want to kill him for this…
Anyway, Ross and Lawler shared the populace's sentiments exactly. There are racists and idiots, but that's also true in every country, as Lawler said. There are haters of all kinds and against all attributes in every nation on Earth, for crying out loud! But, uh… that's not everybody, and anyone reading who's in that, I recommend you stop, for the sanity of the victims, and for this dumbass's sake. Um… okay, I should stop now. Lawler pointed out the accusations that the troops who fight to die for us overseas are gutless cowards, and to the characterization of everyone as a racist, saying that we hate them because they're loud-mouth, obnoxious jackasses. Thank you very much!
So now, they say that most Arab Americans (they being MH&D) make them sick because they stand there and take the crap, and then point to JR and call him a coward, claiming that he'll talk big time when they're not around and then shut up when faced. Ross now points and says that Hassan and Daivari need to take the following advice about America: "Love it or leave it". The following incident is a ruthless assault by Hassan and Daivari which lands in JR getting gagged and King busted open. The two Arabian Psychos leave, hands held high. This resulted in a match being called between Lawler and Hassan for New Year's Revolution. Coach had to take over for the rest of the show, although Ross did come back for the main event between Randy and Trips.
The following match tonight, however, was a contest between Trish Stratus and Victoria, who have been rivals ever since Victoria came into this roster. The match turned out to be competitive, though Trish dominated early, showing higher aggression than even lately usual. Stratus won with a Chick Kick to the back of Victoria's head, and then took a mic and warned Lita that this was going to happen to her at Revolution. Lita then came out, and the two girls - who had been keeping their cool about this for another million years - really got it on in the middle of the ring. Lita eventually took the advantage, and then a fire burst out at the stage. She went back to abusing Trish, when Gene Snitsky showed up, and helped Trish get a Chick Kick in to seriously take the upper hand on Lita. Then, he put a steel chair around Lita's neck, and rather than showing enough respect to at least ask Snitsky nicely to stop, she continued talking trash, as the Genetic Evilness attempted to once again kill somebody's neck by stomping on the chair. I personally think that Lita herself could get killed with that kind of a shot, but the lights went into a red darkness as the Big Red Machine, Kane, finally made his return, music and person! Trish bailed before we could ever see her again, and Kane beat the living hell out of Snitsky, who rushed to the outside to start the brawl, and then bailed through the crowd. Kane returned to the ring, and he and Lita finally stood side by side, thinking about how close Lita came to a re-broken neck, and possibly a deathly shortened life. The red lighting and turnbuckle fires started again along with the Big Red Machine's music.
After a look at the punishing Elimination Chamber's second piece of action, Coach revealed the card, starting with Lawler's request and reception of a match against Hassan at Revolution. The card at this moment is as follows:
Jerry Lawler (w/Jim Ross) vs. Muhammad Hassan (w/Daivari)
Kane vs. Gene Snitsky
Shelton Benjamin defending WWE Intercontinental Championship vs. Maven
Lita defending WWE Women's Championship vs. Trish Stratus
Eugene and William Regal defending World Tag Team Championships vs. Christian and Tyson Tomko
Chris Jericho vs. Edge vs. Randy Orton vs. Triple H vs. Chris Benoit vs. Batista in an Elimination Chamber for the World Heavyweight Championship
Following that, Christy Hemme was doing a photo shoot when Eugene showed up. Christy and Eugene… kill me for this, please. They had some good dialogue which ended in Eugene actually trying to sing a Lindsey Lohan song he was listening to on his CD player! Regal shows up and warns Eugene about a one-on-one match with Christian coming up next. Christy offers to motivate Eugene, and Regal allows her to, but with ulterior motives. He takes Eugene's CD player and starts dancing and singing to that very same song! Christy and Eugene catch him in the act, and in a clear show of shame, the Born Naughty Ambassador drops the player, clears his throat, and says let's go. Christy gives Eugene the player and wishes him a good match as he leaves.
When the match happens, we see plenty of illegal teamwork between Tomko and Christian, and some impatience from Regal not being able to keep his nose in his own business. In the end, though, Christian won in very much the same way as Edge did earlier tonight, and William Regal has a bloody nose from a Big Boot by the Problem Solver. We go to Evolution again. Flair confides in Evolution's ability to back up Triple H, but the Game says that Batista will stay back, because he's only facing one man tonight, and he's going to need Batista when he faces four other men in that Elimination Chamber. Flair left the screen to do some of his own business, and Batista says he already told Flair that he wasn't going to be needed at Trips' back in this match, and that he'll agree to sit back and not get involved in the match… unless Orton really starts kicking his ass. Now, Trips doesn't like it, and he turns around. But at that point, Batista says that they know that's not gonna happen and tells him to lighten up!
During that main event matchup, there was a lot of interference coming from the behalf of a certain team I know called Evolution. Until the final piece, however, it was all Ric Flair, as Batista did hang in the back. The breaking point in this contest came when Trips broke out of a submission move in a way that sent Orton's head straight into the referee's, knocking him down. Now, Flair brought Trips the ring bell to finish Orton with. Orton hit Trips with a low blow or kick in the midsection to buy some time and cause the Cerebral Assassin to drop the bell, and that's when Randy picked it up and whacked the Game with it himself! This was followed by an insane chain of events which shall be described here;
Batista shows up and gives Orton the Decapitation clothesline. Benoit appears and attacks Batista, leading to a brawl on the outside between the two men who kicked off Raw 2005. Shawn Michaels comes out in his referee's outfit with intent to restore order to the situation. As he's trying to talk some sense into Benoit and Batista, Edge shows up, stalking away to spear Shawn's ribs in half. He can't even do it, cause Jericho intercepts it, sending Edge rolling to the outside, and then flies over the ropes to attack Benoit and Batista. The hectic situation on the outside being deemed "solved", Michaels turns his attention towards the floored Orton and Triple H, beginning a count. As they get up, Trips looks like he saw a ghost, then begins arguing with the Heart Break Kid. The moment he turns around, Orton tries the RKO, but Trips shoves it away. Then, he goes for the Pedigree, and it gets countered into a kind of Northern Lights suplex pin. Trips kicks out, but ends up getting an RKO. And then, he can't kick out. Orton reigns supreme on the Raw leading up to New Year's Revolution. However, we still need to see backstage reactions here. Plus, we have only seen appetizers with which advantages are given and taken. We have not yet reached New Year's Revolution. It is six days away. At that point, everything counts. Who will be the Champions of WWE Raw when the smoke clears at the Coliseo de Puerto Rico in San Juan on January 9th, 2005?
All of the WWE Raw Superstars are stoked for New Year's Revolution. The scene around backstage is mainly a positive one. Shelton Benjamin and Maven enjoyed competitive banter at a table, Eugene enjoyed a conversation with Christy Hemme, William Regal met up with Chris Benoit to talk about championships, Shawn Michaels was accepting a phone call from his best friend, one of TNA's Kings of Wrestling (Kevin Nash), Randy Orton and Stacy Keibler discussed relationships (since he wasn't in a mood to talk about titles), Chris Jericho and Matt Hardy enjoyed some laughs, and I don't know which conversation to access first. Oh, wait… I do. How 'bout Randy and Stacy.
"How are things with you and Candace? I heard you broke off the pairing," Stacy said to him.
"Kinda felt we were going too quick, but yeah, we're okay," Randy shrugged it off. "Besides, what's up with you and JH?"
"Who?" Stacy asked.
"Jeff Hardy," Randy answered. "He showed up around here, and you two started talking, I think."
"Oh, yeah," Stacy remembered. "He's nice. He tells me that Dusty Rhodes has plans for him at that TNA event, Final Resolution. But I haven't seen him talk to Lita, though."
"Ohh, now that's a travesty. They're supposed to be friends, right?" Randy mentioned.
"Yeah. That's kind of been bothering me a little bit, you know?" Stacy said.
"HEY!" the chat is suddenly interrupted. Enter Hassan and Daivari.
"Well, if it isn't the next non-criminal to enter America's most wanted list and his equally wanted cohort," Randy spoke.
"Shut up! Don't talk to me about this country! You are one of those people who would befriend me if I were crying, and then when you got an opportunity for advancement, you'd betray me on the spot over my color and my race!" Hassan rashly accused Orton. Stacy was uphauled.
"Gentlemen, hold on one second," she cut in. "First of all, Muhammad, I don't think we were finished talking here. Second of all, I don't agree with you making your evil judgments on everyone in this country, especially when there's somebody standing right here who can perfectly understand what you're going through."
"Oh, and who is that?" Hassan challenged her to tell.
"Randy has been betrayed be-"
"You have no right to be disrespecting us with your nonsense about petty betrayal!" Daivari rudely interrupted Stacy. "You're talking about Triple H, the only friend we can have in America! This idiot took the one thing Triple H desires more than life itself! He was out for himself! He did not care about Triple H! You heard him boasting his own era like a pig on August 16th! Of course he would be released from Evolution! I have seen much worse than this! Muhammad's friends, mine alike, have turned against us, said ugly thing about us, made everybody pick on us on the street us after 9/11, because they say we look like bin Laden people! That's real betrayal for you to think about! We were applying for jobs, and then 9/11 came up, and people showed their true colors against Arab America! The employers immediately ripped up our applications and said we were too suspicious to them!"
"All right, all right! Shut up, already! I think we both heard you well enough! God!" Randy immediately stormed.
"You talk about a God?" Muhammad questioned the Legend Champion. "What God do you speak of? I accepted American Christian culture, and introduced others to mine as well! Daivari and I had many friends who at least pretended to accept our culture, though they embraced their own. And then, 9/11 came about, and when they betrayed us, they said our lord is a terrorist commander, that we call bin Laden our equivalent of your Jesus!"
"Hey, when did your religious beliefs ever come up here? I respected you enough to stay out of your business, and you barge into mine with all this crap coming out of your mouth!" Orton yelled.
"That's it!" Hassan apparently has had enough talking for one day. He suddenly uses his shoulder to take Orton into a wall, and starts punching away at him. However, the Legend Champion answers back with fists of his own, and rams Hassan into a wall. He then turns towards Daivari, who proceeds to forcibly caress Stacy and use her as a shield.
"You can hit him over me! Don't worry about it!" Stacy said. Randy then attempted to, but Daivari lifted Stacy over Randy's range, so he didn't do it. However, he stomped Daivari's shiny shoe, causing him to writhe in pain and drop Stacy. Randy helped her up and encouraged her to speed past the ailing Daivari and out of the area.
"What are you doing, Daivari? Get her!" Hassan shouted.
"My foot is too hurt! I can't run to her!" Daivari said.
"Do I have to do everything myself?" Hassan asked, trying to run to get Stacy. But, he gets roadblocked by the Man of Destiny.
"You're not goin' anywhere to capture Stace, brother," Randy said in a Hulk Hogan-like heroic seriousness.
"Fine. I've made enough of an impact for one Raw," Hassan decided. He and Daivari, who just put his ailing foot down, left.
Onto Hardy and Jericho.
"Can you believe it?" Chris asked Matt. "Triple H has no freaking clue."
"Yeah, I'd hate to think of the look on his face after he wakes up from a Decapitation," Matt spoke. "But, do you remember that guy who Edge beat for the Intercontinental Title when he lost it in one day?"
"Oh, you're talking about that cat, Jeff Jarrett? See, here's what bothers me about this guy," Jericho responded. "He's been the Heavyweight Champion over at TNA for ages now, and he still hasn't proven he can win without either that guitar or anybody kissing his ass. He's just like Triple H."
"Hey, speaking of him being just like Triple H, he's also in the same straits. Just like Triple H, and only a week after, his World Heavyweight Title could be on the line, it could come down to him and one of his lackeys," Matt pointed out to the man who prides himself on being the first ever Undisputed Champion.
"Yeah. I know Kev a little bit, considering that he and I wrestled in Elimination Chamber Match #2," Jericho said. "And even with the fact that he and Shawn Michaels are best friends, they still went at it for themselves in that match. Just because he's kind of a lackey in a way for Jarrett doesn't mean he doesn't have the old Big Daddy Cool in him. I can just tell. Hey, speaking of Jeffs, what happened to your bro?"
"Strict work on the TNA road. Had no time to reach us lately," Matt bluntly explained. "Hey, Chris?"
"What?"
"I want to go talk to Lita. I mean, what Snitsky did was terrorist attack scary and unforgivable, at least when you look at it for the first time. If my knee were 100, I would've probably been the one who whooped his ass, and he would've been shown the meaning of the words, 'Do not try to defy Mattitude'."
"You know what, man? You're right. Come on, let's go find Lita. If I'm right, I bet Edge and Kane are right there by her side already, and I'd hate for you to be the man who cops out of concern for her just because of those two, you know?"
"Let's go."
Speaking of Lita, she is in her locker room. As the King of the World predicted, Edge and Kane are with her.
"Now, you're sure you're gonna be okay going outside on your own?" Edge asked Lita.
"Yeah. I'm gonna be okay. And if Snitsky comes after me, I know where to go," Lita assured him.
"Good, cause I don't want to suddenly find out that you've been kidnapped by that psycho head," Edge commented. "Especially since this guy (points to Kane) is about to come as close to killing him as you can possibly do in a ring. Right?"
"Snitsky is a dead man," Lita and Kane said simultaneously.
"What the hell was that?" Edge asked the married couple, confusing them. "What the hell was that? Lita, you said Kane's part with him. That's not the way it's supposed to go. I like it better when we say the whole phrase right. Our own parts, by our own selves, in the right order. You know?"
"Yeah, but I was really feeling that heat from how much we all hate Snitsky," Lita said.
"Well, then. Let's do the whole thing, shall we?" Kane offered. Edge smirked, and Lita nodded.
"At New Year's Revolution, Snitsky is a dead man," Kane started it.
"I will remain Women's Champion past Trish Stratus," Lita continued it.
"And that World Heavyweight Title is mine!" Edge enthusiastically finished it.
"You know, that actually sounds good," Matt said from behind the door. "I hope you all carry it out. Can I come in?"
"Sure, I guess," Lita said. Kane gave her a slight gaze, knowing exactly who she was inviting into the room. Edge opened the door for Matt to enter.
"Kane," Matt recognized him. "I know that at this point in time, we're not exactly the best of friends, but thanks for coming back just in time to save Lita."
"So, are all charges of physical abuse dropped?" Kane asked the Sensei of Mattitude.
"Not all charges. Just those that Lita wants dropped," Matt answered.
"Okay, then. That is all of them," Lita contrasted her ex-boyfriend's statement.
"By the way, Lita, are you okay? I mean, you did take a Chick Kick and get taken through a serious fright train," Matt mentioned.
"Hey, don't pull it up in her face!" Edge objected to the open mention of the incident.
"Edge, it's okay. I told you I'm good to go," Lita calmed him down. "Besides, I'm willing to bet he still has leftover feelings from our old relationship. He wouldn't hurt me."
"Ironic thinking on my mind here. I got a wedding present from Eric Bischoff the night after SummerSlam, in the opportunity to win your Intercontinental Title, Edge. And because of his love for Lita, Matt Hardy here had enough contempt towards me to defy the dead knee for one time to help you beat me," Kane mentioned. "And now, once again, because of Lita, it's the same three of us that are standing by her side in this place." Suddenly, in barged Trish Stratus.
"Well, happy memories. Kane, aren't you supposed to be a monster? Stick to the act, man, you ruined my chance! Matt, I'm surprised you're standing alongside Lita anymore, much less as one of three men. I mean, you two did break up from what I hear, right? Edge, I thought you had more sense than to continue hanging around the Walking Kiss of Death."
"Hey, Stratus! What the hell did you come here for, to start chaos? Cause I've got a chaos Spear headed your way right now!" Edge threatened her, starting a chase. Trish led Edge all the way to the parking lot, where Tyson Tomko and Christian, your potential next Tag Team Champions, were.
"Christian, baby, help me! Edgie wants to give me a Spear!" Trish whined, hugging onto him like he was her life.
"Trish, get the hell off me!" Christian ordered her. Edge was completely befuddled, as were Trish and Tyson.
"What was that?" Trish said, letting go and realizing that he probably wasn't in any mood to help her.
"What you showed me today terribly upset me," Christian said. "You're supposed to be my beautiful angelic flower, my loyalest Peep in North America and the United Nations. And I always knew that underneath that flower was a fierce competitor. But tonight, you showed me something, Trish. You've shown me that you have changed. Look at you! Lita's neck was chaired by Snitsky, and all he needed to do was stomp the chair to make her bleed more than anyone has ever bled in WWE history, and perhaps die from it! And all you did was continue to talk trash! If it wasn't for Kane, you would have shown me either an extreme guilt trip or a cold heart that couldn't possibly love me even if it tried like life itself depended on it! You know, I think about old days, back when Bischoff had a major ego, and was making ridiculous matches such as forcing you to face Kane. Back then, I considered that a nightmare, him a monster. And now, I'm probably pissed at you enough to call that match a prize for the Raw audience! Because you've become the monster, Trish. And right now, I don't think I want you."
Christian took his rental car, Tyson in the other front seat, and left the building without Trish.
"So it's like that, huh?" Trish shouted towards Captain Charisma and the Problem Solver. She soon, turned towards the Arch of Awesomeness. "Christian and Tomko may have just bailed out on me, but I still have me, myself, and I. And you'd better know that's enough for me to regain the Women's Championship. And tell your new girlfriend the Walking Kiss of Death that I said that."
"Bad idea. You know me well enough, Trish, to trust that I won't be able to keep from mentioning the falling out between you and your faithful captain," Edge warned her.
"I don't care, just leave me alone!" Trish screamed.
"Not gonna happen, little baby princess," Jericho suddenly spoke from behind Edge. He had been standing outside Lita's door all along, from start (when Matt came into Lita's locker room) to finish (when Edge chased Trish to the parking lot and the Peep Man)
"Hey, Jericho, Edge. You guys run back to Lita and start fighting each other. I'm the one who's gonna take care of Trish here, because I can," Triple H said, suddenly appearing at Trish's side. Ric Flair and Batista were right there as well.
"The World Heavyweight Jackass is in the house!" Jericho celebratively yelled, obviously sarcastic. "Whose day are you gonna make a living hell now?"
"Jericho, shut up! That did not sound awesome, not one bit!" Edge burst, making it clear that it wasn't funny. "Now, back to Triple H. First of all, you can't order me to do anything, because you're not my lackey master. Second of all, that means I'm not gonna be helping you take my World Heavyweight Championship. Thirdly, what's going on with the life of Lita is none of the business of the likes of you!"
"Yeah, you're right. Triple H is a respectable gentleman. He will pick up the mood of a girl that's down in the dumps with a lot of hate from the fans, and with enough respect not to become a rapist," Trish said. "On the other hand, Lita is the biggest crash and slut that's ever wrestled in the middle of that WWE ring. I mean, look at her. She finished the Hardy Boyz' tag team for good as soon as she took Matt Hardy's heart! Matt just injured himself because of her, and Jeff, what's he doing? Wrestling at Total Nonstop Action, a new enemy company WWE has to watch out for, and coming here every once in a while to flirt with Stacy Keibler, equally a ho. Lita, in 2004, has slept around enough to have two potential fathers to her son, and it was the man she claimed to hate more than life itself, and eventually, she was forced to marry the monster who burned The Undertaker alive before. And all of a sudden, she develops some feeling other than hatred for Kane, and a man costs her the child, costs the Big Red Machine ten weeks here, and tonight, could have skinned her neck."
"Yeah, Lita is a… major slut, isn't she?" Trips asked Ric.
"I tried talking to her and all those North Carolina boyfriends of her, and none of them have ever listened to a word I've said. They missed out on some important life and wrestling information! And look what Lita has become! Whoo!" Flair said.
"Trish, I think I know why Christian's leaving," Edge said to her.
"Christian is not leaving. Did you hear me? Captain Charisma is not leaving me!" Trish yelled.
"You idiot, Trish, you. Have you zero sense? You worked with Gene Snitsky to kill Lita! Even a man of shady proposals like Christian would have to know better than to stay in love with you," Chris Jericho reinserted himself within the conversation. "And you, Ric Flair, and Triple H. All three of you have shown zero respect for anyone here, especially Lita, and when you consider the year she's had, it was awful for her, and you don't even show anything but a crappy attitude regarding the Queen of Extreme? Really, who the hell do you people think you are? That's why I'm going to win the World Heavyweight Championship! Because I am not pathetic like you three, and Edge, I don't have to cheat like you!" With that, he left. Batista was just a nonfactor in this. He stood cool.
"Although Jericho and I aren't exactly comrades these days," Edge said, "I think I should show you what you did to him about ten months ago." And with that, he slapped her, and walked away. Trish Stratus at least looked like she was about to cry. Triple H wanted to catch either Edge or Jericho and destroy whichever one so badly. Ric Flair and Batista restrained the Game. Jericho turned back to them to say something which would infuriate the rivers and the fires even more.
"Oh, and you know one more thing? Evolution Sucks!"
