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 these certain Superstars that have major roles.

Pairings: References to both Edge/Lita and Kane/Lita, Randy/Stacy developing works.

Rating Info: This story is rated PG-13, as all of my stories are, for safety purposes.

The Stones of Raw by Prime Time, Legend Champion

Chapter 13: Surprise Return

Following 3/7/2005 episode of Raw

RBC Center at North Carolina State University in Raleigh, NC

Yet another excuse for Triple H to be angry. He got played again last week. And tonight, I'm sure things are going to blow over, for that and other reasons. Such as Kane not being present, Gene Snitsky losing to Shelton Benjamin last week, Chris Jericho's awesome idea, the overlooking of Edge and Christian, Randy Orton's challenge issued to The Undertaker, and just about everything that makes Raw, well… Raw.

Tonight's event, which emanated from… well, look up top. Anyway, tonight's show began with the Showstopper, the Heartbreak Kid, Shawn Michaels! He's got a brand new X HBK shirt, and back to his old celebrative attitude. Unfortunately, then they showed the assault that Kurt Angle had given Shawn Michaels last week on Raw, but skipped HBK's intervention in the Smackdown Kurt Angle Invitational. Michaels said that despite what happened at the Royal Rumble, he was really hoping that he and Kurt Angle could go to WrestleMania, make a wrestling classic, tear the house down, and give the people something to talk about for years to come. But, that all changed when last week, Angle decided to come to Raw's house and leave Michaels bloody and unconscious after the toughest street fight of Shawn's career. And, to prove he was a doormat to no one, Shawn retaliated by showing up on Smackdown and beating up Kurt Angle during the Invitational. Then, Michaels showed the footage of such, and questioned Kurt's rage, though he figured out it represented the doubt that Angle had because despite everything, he hadn't gotten to face Mr. WrestleMania at WrestleMania. After the Showstopper's speech was finished, Kurt Angle then showed up on the Titantron from the WWE studios and proceeded to reveal that in 1996, when Angle won the gold medal for his country, all he was getting was questions about when he's turning pro and Shawn Michaels doing the hang glider thing and putting on a wrestling clinic (in the ironman match against… for all anti-Michaels Canadians, Bret Hart). Angle was sickened, and it went against everything he ever worked for. He also said that Michaels' records will be shattered in four weeks and could have been shattered back when Angle went to the Olympics if he had come to the WWE instead. He then gave the disturbing farewell that it's hard to deliver Sweet Chin Music with an ankle split in two. Triple H then came out for a match against Rosey.

Rosey came out flying in the beginning of the match, but when he went for a moonsault and crashed and burned, it became only a matter of time before Trips got seriously physical and eventually Pedigreed Rosey down. Not only that, the Cerebral Assassin then took a sledgehammer from under the ring and crippled Rosey's ribs.

He then came to the Evolution locker room in the back and boasted all over about the event, but noticed that something was wrong with the Nache, who revealed that he was nervous because Trips put him in this match against Batista. Trips then went on to mention Ric's legendary record, and assured him that he and the sledgehammer would also be there.

Chris Jericho, Shelton Benjamin, Chris Benoit, Edge, and Christian were in Eric Bischoff's office, when Bischoff appeared and said that he approved Jericho's idea for the six man ladder match, and all five men were participants in it. Edge complained about why he should be in this and started to give Bischoff the cold shoulder on the issue, but it was revealed to be a "money in the bank" ladder match, and there was a briefcase suspended up high with a contract for a World Heavyweight Championship match that can be held all the way into the next year, including WrestleMania 22 if you've got enough patience. He then announced three matches: Benoit vs. Benjamin, Edge vs. Jericho, and Christian… well, he actually thought that he was getting the night off because he's such an awesome ladder match competitor. Unfortunately for him, he was facing the sixth man, and that match was next.

To remind the ladder match competitors what was going down, a ladder was propped at the bottom of the ramp for their matches. The sixth man, as it turned out, was Kane, much to the dismay of the Peep Man. Though Tyson Tomko made a good piece of interference in the beginning, it did no good eventually, as Kane rebounded from Christian's mean streak and eventually issued him the Chokeslam to Hell. From there, it was 1, 2, 3. Randy Orton and Stacy Keibler were out in the parking lot, and Stacy was asking Randy if he really wanted to make his official challenge to WrestleMania. The Legend Killer said he had to. Somewhere within Christian's advantage in the Christian-Kane match, people were actually chanting "You Suck".

Next, it was Edge versus Chris Jericho. I don't have much detail, because I was watching something else up until the end, but apparently, Chris was locking on Edge's left arm, which was injured in last week's street fight, and Edge had Jericho's ribs in mind for target point. Once, though, Chris got in the Walls of Jericho, but not really, because Edge kicked Jericho off before being able to get turned around. With that move, he wound up winning. The back of Jericho's head had blown back into the referee's forehead. Edge once took momentum shortly thereafter and went for a Spear, but ended up getting thrown out by Chris Jericho. He then went for the ladder, but the Ayatollah of Rock-N-Rolla sidestepped him and gave him a drop toe hold for his efforts, forcing him to drop the ladder. However, when Jericho got the lionsault on Edge, his cover - and the fans' count - amounted to nothing. Edge followed up after recovering himself after Jericho realized and got off by grabbing the ladder and attacking Jericho with a low blow using it. He immediately took the ladder out of the ring before granting Jericho a piece of Edgecution. The ref is finally up, it's 1, 2, 3. For the first time since the 2003 neck injury almost two years ago, Edgecution is used as a direct finisher. Somewhere before any of the rising action of the match, people were chanting "We Want Matt", since North Carolina is the hometown where the 3 Xtreme, Matt Hardy included. When Jim Ross talked about who the members of the ladder match were during this one on one encounter, the first names he mentioned, in these exact words, were "Edge and Christian". It had to be spoken that it was every man for himself for JR and some people in his situation to remember.

Eric Bischoff and Coach were in office. Coach was telling Bischoff about how much of a genius he is, and Eric told Coach his idea for "Pick the Poison Monday", an alternating period of two weeks in which Trips and Batista could pick each other's opponent. Oh, and that's only Bischoff gettin' started.

Randy Orton then came out dressed in a suit, talking about his life as a kid being "Cowboy" Bob Orton's son, stating how he was cool being the son of a professional wrestler, and being proud now that he could induct his dad into the Hall of Fame. He then went on to mention that he has made some very unpopular decisions in his time, but this isn't a popularity contest, it's about making an impact. He then provocatively challenged (by saying he would defeat and end the winning streak of) The Undertaker. At that point, many people booed him. He even said that the legend of Undertaker would become a myth, courtesy of the Legend Killer! One can tell that wasn't going over well with the fans. Eric Bischoff then came out and congratulated Orton on making such a brave challenge, because it meant that with two wins over Smackdown, Raw was going to win the show, and Eric Bischoff would be commended for his great accomplishments as a general manager on Raw. Randy Orton then talked about Bischoff's ownership of WCW, and about the 88 straight weeks WCW spent beating then WWF in ratings. The two agreed that Bischoff was a sort of legend, though our boss's agreement ended tentatively after he realized what the result could very well be. The result: a slightly unpopular RKO.

After a tough match, Chris Benoit eventually beat Shelton Benjamin with the Crippler Crossface.

We saw Coach and Bischoff sitting down at office. Coach was concerned about whether Bischoff was okay or (obviously) not because of the RKO, and then Daivari came barging in with Iranian Hate Crap. Bischoff demanded what is going on, and then Muhammad Hassan accused Bischoff of discrimination for not being in the ladder match. Our esteemed General Manager specifically explained that he put them in the match based on their past success at WrestleMania, but Hassan just couldn't shut up about his undefeated record on Raw. He then called Bischoff a gutless GM for keeping him out of WrestleMania, claiming that this isn't over before walking on. Daivari spat some Iranian Crap again. After the Smackdown Rebound showed how John Cena lost his United States Championship to John Bradshaw Layfield's Chief of Staff, Orlando Jordan, we returned to live Raw to witness William Regal and Tajiri checking out Christy Hemme's Playboy issue when Trish Stratus interrupted and took the cover herself, looking at the images with utter scorn on her face.

Christy then came out, saying she had something to say, but she had to say it face to face to Trish Stratus. She had to egg her on for about twenty five seconds. Trish, after coming out, guessed that Christy wanted her out here for a big announcement about Playboy hitting the stands on Friday. Trish then joked that if asked nicely, Christy will autograph the word "slut" on the magazine, then "made sure" Christy knew how to spell it. The Quarter Million Girl didn't exactly take these jokes lightly, and said she came to challenge Trish for the Women's Championship. The Stratusfaction Princess laughed at first, but then realized Christy was serious, and here's her response:

"Honey, I am a six time Women's Champion. If you get into the ring with me, it will not be for a lingerie pillow fight. It will not be to shoot T-shirts. If you get into the ring with me, I will end your career, just like that. Are you sure that's what you want?"

Christy confirmed it strongly, and Trish accepted the challenge, then asked her what makes Christy think she can get in the ring with the greatest Women's Champion ever and actually think she can beat her? Christy said someone was training her to wrestle. Trish jested and said she didn't know Hugh Hefner trained people, but Hemme said, not him. It's someone you know very well. Turns out that someone's name is… get this one, people. It's Lita! The Queen of Extreme's entrance shockingly came up, and Lita herself came out to the adulation of the audience, then got in Trish's face. That set her up for the Twist of Fate from behind, the Reversal Fate! The delivery was made by none other than Christy. Lita said, "How do you like that?" to begin some trash talking that Edge - and Kane - probably enjoyed in the back, then raised Christy's hand as her music came on. The two walked up the ramp, united, confident, anti-Stratus.

Speaking of Trish, her two remaining backstage boys in Evolution, Ric Flair and Triple H, continued to brag about the plan. Bischoff suddenly interrupted with security, saying that he wasn't going to let Trips show up if he was going to bear the sledgehammer and jeopardize the World Heavyweight Championship main event match at WrestleMania. Trips agreed to let go of the hammer after a little submission, sending Nature Boy into a frenzy. Next week in Atlanta, Batista has picked Triple H's poison: Chris Benoit. Brand entrance factors: Batista had a new Titantron video sequence, and Flair came out with Trips to the Evolution music.

Though we're in Flair Country here in North Carolina, fans mainly chanted for Batista, who took momentum from the moment the first grapple took place. After six punches atop Flair at the turnbuckle, Batista came down, only to witness the Dirtiest Player in the Game do his old man's flop. After one more power move from Batista to Flair, Trips got on the apron to distract the Leviathan. It worked, and Flair got a chop block, enjoying momentary control. The Nache continued to work on the knee of Batista in order to get him into the Figure Four leg lock. He did, and Trips gave him unfair leverage. Suddenly, Batista turned the move so quickly so Flair took the impact that it made the old legend look like an ordinary pathetic old man. Soon, Batista got the perfected People's version of the spine buster, and then showed thumbs up, thumbs down to Triple H once again. Trips then tried to assault Big Dave, who did not let it happen. He then issued Flair the Batista Bomb and covered for the win, so you can understand that he didn't expect a chop block from Triple H, who went from under the ring and found another religious to evil game sledge hammer. He's outsmarted anyone who didn't see that obvious scheme coming. Anyway, Batista blocked him, took the hammer from him, and scared him to hell by breaking the hammer in half. WrestleMania 21's coming: whose World Championship? And who could challenge for it at any time up until April 3rd, 2006?

We see three people who are going to be within the six-man "money in the bank" ladder match. Of course, only two of them will actually make for legal competitors within the match, but the bald one is very likely to help at least one of his two common partners out. The three men are Tyson Tomko (the bald one), Edge, and Christian.

"Man, that sucked," Christian complained. "I had to be the guy suckered into meeting Kane! Damnit!"

"Hey, it's not my fault you've got a problem with him, people," Edge said, showing a lack of sympathy for Christian's whining.

"I know that if it wasn't for Kane and Batista, I'd be the big man in consideration for the World Heavyweight Title," Tomko took his turn to grumble as he willed.

"Pffh. Please. Not like there'd be a big man in consideration," Edge spoke his opinion with a devliish smirk.

"What the hell is up with you today? You're happy with us being miserable. Is that it?" Christian asked his friend, in some sort of concern.

"No, Christian. That's not even close. But even though you two may have sucked up tonight, my night was absolutely magnificent!" Edge boasted. "First of all, I've got an opportunity for the World Heavyweight Championship, and you should know all about that, Christian; it's the same chance you have. And trust me; I'm gonna do everything it takes to win, as you saw when I used that ladder to give Jericho the low blow - cheating it was, but cheating by myself - and, unlike you, got in Edgecution and won the match from that. That was for the first time since that neck injury Kurt Angle's team gave me in 2003. Not only am I a shoo-in for that match, but-"

"Hey, hold on a second. If there's any shoo-in for this match, it's me. I have beaten everybody in this match, except for that aging wolf Chris Benoit, that big buffoon Kane, and Shelton Benjamin, who stole my votes at Taboo Tuesday!" Christian half boasted, half complained.

"How long are you gonna keep riding that goose?" Edge asked Captain Charisma, obviously ignoring his own same situation.

"I oughta ask you the same thing!" Christian shot back.

"I think JR already did," Tyson answered with a smirk. "Besides, Christian and I did beat Shelton in a tag team match once."

"Shut the hell up, you big gorilla, and wash off that stinktatude. Ever since Kane kicked you off him with that boot, it's been all over you," Edge joked to the Problem Solver using the Awesomeness lingo. Tomko looked like he was about to attack Edge, but Christian held him back.

"Relax, man, I'm just joking," Edge said, laughing it off and trying to get Tomko to do the same. Not quite what happened, but the King of Tattoo calmed down. "Hey, at least I didn't call you Goat Boy. Anyway, not only am I confident that I will win the ladder match, but I'm also confident that out little slut problem has just about been handled. Christy now has the last step prior to wrestling experience, and she has challenged Trashy Stratus to a Women's Title match at WrestleMania. And on top of everything, the person training her is none other that the one and only, Lita!"

"Yeah, she's even got her style and everything," Christian gave his commentary. "When you put it that way, this night doesn't suck that bad for everybody other than you here, Edge, but… yeah, I'd have to say it still sucks."

"Teh. I need to try and find Lita. I want to know just how she's perfectly fine today while three weeks ago, her knee was practically killing her," Edge said.

"What are you-"

"She came on Valentine's Day. Hard time. I saw Taker and Kane talking on the street once," Tomko interrupted the Peep Man.

"Taker and Kane, talking," Christian pondered out loud. "Wow, that's a new one."

"Yeah, well so are a lot of things," the King of Tattoo replied.

Suddenly, Edge felt the top of his head getting squirted with water. He looked back and saw…

"Li!"

Tyson and Christian could only smile and laugh as Edge picked up Lita and carried her on his shoulders, the two happy about seeing each other in good health again. Edge proceeded to put her down, leading to a conversation.

"Lita, congrats on training Christy to take out the trash," Edge started.

"Thanks," Lita replied, a proud smile on her face.

"Yeah, tell me about it. You have no idea how long we've been waiting to see this," the Show Stealer was quick to state.

"Shut up, man. It's their moment," Tomko cut in on Christian's fun.

"I have to give in my two cents, you know," Christian told him.

"You're never gonna change," Tomko said, shaking his head and bowing it in a comical shame.

"You're right, I won't," Christian confirmed it for his constant backup.

"How long has this been?" Edge inquired to ask the object of his crush, obviously about the Christy Hemme training.

"How long have you been complaining about Shawn Michaels screwing you out of the World Heavyweight Championship since New Year's Revolution?" Lita asked him, answering his question with a question. "Take five weeks from that, and you've got your answer."

"So, ever since Christy was first insulted, she's been training for this?" Edge guessed, wishing for confirmation from Lita.

"Yeah," Lita answered plainly.

"But that was Valentine's Day!" Edge suddenly realized.

"So?" Lita called for a finish.

"You came here, and you looked in no shape to be training people. How is it now that you're near 100?" the Original AC questioned the Queen of Extreme out of nowhere.

"Gotta admit, Gangrel's potions really work wonders, don't they?" Lita informed him in a slightly facetious way.

"Gangrel's potions?" Edge abruptly halted.

"Ha ha ha, I'm just kidding. Edge, I can't believe you couldn't tell the difference between the true extent of an injury and just plain milking its recovery! That's exactly why Kurt Angle's no longer General Manager of Smackdown!" she revealed through laughs.

"Ha ha, very funny. I was worried to death about you, Lita. You know that. Why joke around with that?" Edge again asked her.

"I just thought it would be fun to do, since I am okay in the end. Besides, Kane figured it out," Lita informed Sparks Mineral.

"What?"

"Being a master predator as the Big Red Machine, one would think I know a wounded person or animal when I see one," Kane burst unexpectedly into the picture.

"So, why didn't you tell me?" Edge demanded Kane's answer.

"Ha ha ha ha, for the same reason as her! I was having too much fun!" he laughingly responded.

With that, Edge just laughed, shook his head, and bowed it. Comical shame.

"I don't know what to do with you people."

"Lita milked it?" Christian asked, turning around to Tomko.

"Yeah," Tomko answered.

"Lita, Lita… milked it on Edge?" Christian repeated the question in absolute disbelief.

"Yeah, she did," Tomko repeated his previous answer. He could do naught but release a chuckle. However, that quickly died when Kane gazed at Tyson and Christian with a scornful face.

"Sorry, Kane, but we gotta get the hell outta here," Christian told him, dragging Tomko somewhere. Oh, and he was running.

"Cowards," Kane said to his smirking self in reference to the Problem Solver and Captain Charisma.

"So, how did you like my surprise tonight?" Lita asked Edge about her appearance.

"Beautiful. Sweet. Delicious. Awesome," Edge took some adjectives in order to describe it. "No, better yet, let me tap into my lingo for one little bit here; your surprise reeks of awesomeness."

"Thanks. By the way, speaking of which, I need to go find Christy. I'll be back in a few," Lita told the boys.

"Better idea; we're coming with," Kane said. He grinned a sly grin to Edge, who simply returned it.

Who was Shelton Benjamin talking to this time? You can bet his last name starts with the same letter as Benjamin, has seven letters, and the last letter is the same as the second. That's right, people. Batista.

"Yo, Dave. I'm in, man. I've got a shot at the World Title," Shelton immediately boasted. "The belt that we know is about to be yours."

"How do you know you're gonna win this thing? To be frank, I'm a little skeptical about your "sure thing" attitude on this," Batista warned him. "I mean, think about it. You've gotta deal with Kane and the only four men to ever win a TLC tag match. You're basically the outmatched one. After all, you guys were put in this based on past success and experience at WrestleMania, and the only Mania match you were in was about two years ago, when you and Charlie won a 3-way Tag Title match."

"Hey, that was success at WrestleMania. I won as many three way tag title matches at Mania as did Edge and Christian, so if tag team and singles experience have anything to do with each other, WrestleMania doesn't give either of those chumps an advantage over me," Benjamin continued to brag despite his friend's advice.

"You're a ladder match newbie. Your ego can't be there if you're gonna win this match. I'm giving you serious advice here. Maybe it came from Evolution and Triple H, but it's exactly why I'm gonna beat him. Cause I'm not gonna think like that's automatic. I'm not gonna hold back against this guy. I'm gonna make sure that after WrestleMania, that World Heavyweight Title is not all about him anymore," Batista said with great determination. This shocked the Intercontinental Champion, who started to think about a few things.

Before anything in the main stream of this company, Shelton Benjamin had been tag team partners with Charlie Haas, the entire statement being true within both men's perspectives. The experience under Kurt Angle and Paul Heyman had taught Charlie and Shelton a lot more about life in the professional ring, but more important than those parts of it were their time as a tag team. Rolling together until they could no longer, and even after that whenever possible, this Team Angle was much more unified than the one Kurt put together against Big Show in the past few months. Those two are trying to kill each other now. While Reigns and Jindrak are busy trying to kill each other, Haas and Benjamin are going to be tipping each other in on a few secrets and encouraging each other on their now separated roads to success. Shelton realized there's going to be a lot of talking to do, and they'll have to steal a training meet before the grandest stage of them all if he wants to know what to expect from a few people in this match, namely the four Tables, Ladders, and Chairs match winners involved, especially Edge and Christian.

"You're right, Dave. I'd better start getting my strategies in first thing in the morning," Shelton decided.

"Uh uh," Big Dave chastised him. "Not 'first thing in the morning', man. How about 'right now'?"

"You know what? You're right again. I'm gonna have to call Charlie right now. I need him to come over and do a little training with me. I'd like you and Holly to come along. It's got something to do with a couple of alliances I'm expecting in my match," Benjamin explained to Batista, who simply nodded and agreed to come along.

"Besides, I could use a little extra training against tag teams if I'm gonna handle Triple H and Flair when the time counts," Batista added to the argument of going along with Shelton's plan. Speaking of Triple H and Flair…

"Listen to me, Nache. I am in a serious bad mood. This is anxiety coming over here. I mean, come on. The man blocked my sledgehammer as I was about to hit his head and crack it in two, and then he takes the hammer and cracks the hammer in two, and all that after having finally been able to kick your ass in that ring!" Triple H said in all his rage, an uphauled Ric Flair and already equally frustrated Trish Stratus walking at either side of him.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa! Did you just say he kicked my ass? This is unbelievable! If I saw that Batista right now, I'd come over to him and make him tap out to my Figure Four faster than you could say, 'Carolina UFC, the University of Flair Country'!" Ric Flair expressed utter anger, almost equivalent to Triple H and Trish Stratus, as shall be heard.

"You think you two have it bad, I just had to deal with taking that inverted Twist of Fate from Christy and actually feeling some pain. Christy, of all people! That Playboy slut actually hurt me, and she's trained by Lita! Do you have any idea what that means? It's either we expose our little backstage partnership or I lose my Women's Championship!" she vented out her own bad situation.

"You think like that, it's a sure thing! Trish, I don't need any more bad news, so go ahead and shut your mouth!" Trips tried to shush her in an utterly detrimental mood.

"I should be saying that to you just as much!" Trish complained.

"I can't take this, people! This is unbearable! Both of our titles are about to be gone at WrestleMania, the damn cards got overturned against us! Damn it!" Flair whined, nearly entering a hissy fit.

"Well, maybe you wouldn't be in such a bad mood if you weren't so busy making the younger ones kiss your ass." This voice stirred them to look to their hind right, and the first ejected Evolutioner was right there, smirking at them in his suit.

"If it isn't the Legend Killer, Randy Orton," Trish immediately cut into whatever else he was planning to say. "You're the one responsible for all this! If only you hadn't decided to win the match against Chris Benoit as Summerslam, none of this would be happening! I'd probably still be with Christian, and Evolution would have four people, and six backstage because of me and Christian!"

"Oh, like not being able to have my own entrance music was something to stay locked up in," Randy countered Trish.

"It's not about entrance music, it's about what was right for all of us! Do you know why you never won the World Championship against me, Orton? Do you know why? Huh?" Trips yelled.

"I didn't need to win it against you, all I needed to do was win it!" Orton lashed back verbally at our World Heavyweight Champion.

"Well, you did! And that's only because everybody, Chris Benoit and ourselves included, expected you to be the lackey in this match. Nobody thought that you would go all out to win the match, and that's exactly what I didn't want to happen, either! But you did! You broke your word that you would pave the way for me to beat Benoit for this Title! And because of that, you still had a lot to learn about life in the ring by the time you made me consider you a punk kid!"

"I get that a lot," Randy said.

"As well you should, boy!" Flair injected himself within the conversation. "By challenging The Undertaker, you will be made to rest in peace! Your career will be finished! Finito! Squashed! Over! Done deal! Dead! What will you have left that you'll be able to do? I'll tell you what, Orton! Squat diddly doo! And then you'll know you should have never-"

"I should have never what, Flair? Should have never stopped kissing your ass to accomplish my dream in record time?" the Legend Champion interrupted the Nature Boy. "Should have never taken advantage of your teachings and proven my opportunity true in order to be my own man for one night? Listen to me! Ric, Hunter, one thing you guys taught me and Batista was to never let 'em know what I was thinkin', and since you all thought I'd be busy kissing ass, or I wasn't talented enough, whatever notion you had that I wouldn't win the match, I thought I'd show you all a little surprise with that RKO out of nowhere and the cover pinfall, which led me to accomplish my destiny. But you know what? You guys wouldn't know anything about that, because all you're interested in is flaunting your gold, looking glorious, and attracting the opposite sex beyond humanity's wildest dreams!"

"You're confusing us with Lita, Jerry 'the King' Lawler, and you," Trish immediately showed disapproval of the last comment Orton just made.

"Trish, your partners are the ones boasting about women and money, and you're the one who tried to attract Vince McMahon by walking around like a dog. And on top of that, you wound up being treated for a muddy plaything," Stacy Keibler cut in from God knows where, shocking and adding to the edginess of Evolution.

"What are you doing here? Go back to showing men your long legs in the locker room," Trish tried a diss at Stacy.

"You know, you really shouldn't confuse everyone else's job with yours," Stacy advised the Stratusfaction Princess. Not that she would take it as such. In fact, she was an inch away from giving Stacy that Chick Kick of hers when Randy suddenly thrust her right leg back down to earth.

"Ow!" she then proceeded to wince in pain as she clutched her knee. It wasn't something to go to the hospital or miss WrestleMania over, but apparently, she was in pain.

"You okay, Trish?" Flair asked her. She didn't even respond. Randy smirked as he and Stacy left.

"Yeah, you two lovebirds go on! At WrestleMania, I know someone who's gonna make you pay for this, and I don't need to ever talk to him!" he threatened the Empress of Legs and the Man of Destiny, in obvious reference to the Lord of Darkness.

In the meantime, the Quarter Million Girl, Christy Hemme, was waiting near a black pickup truck with a skull logo on it for somebody. Suddenly, enter Lita, alongside Edge and Kane.

"So, are we ready to go to the gym yet?" Christy asked her trainer, who was smiling a little bit too much.

"No, not just yet. I'm having such a good time, I don't think I want to leave," Lita said.

"Are you high?" Christy asked her in concern.

"Yeah, off the fact that she was able to trick me into thinking she was in terrible condition over the past three weeks," Edge said, not exactly happy about that because of the trick in itself. Christy laughing didn't exactly make things better for him, either.

"Shut up!" he ordered her.

"Hey, it's not my fault she tricked you," Christy made her case for rejecting Edge's order.

"You know what? You're right," Edge admitted. "Maybe I should think more lightly of this. I mean, after all, Lita is in great condition, though not good enough for wrestling herself. Which is why it's your job, Christy, to defeat the woman who has constantly upset both of you beautiful redheads over the past year. Speaking of which, what if you and I were to somehow get teamed up in a mixed tag team match against Trish and Christian? That would be big ups for us, because you and I get to form an energetic dream team, while Christian and Trish are forced to be happy revisiting their old relationship. We enjoy on our own, they endure programming, and it becomes huge for us in affecting the psyche of a WrestleMania opponent."

"Hey, speaking of which, why don't you shut up before Eric Bischoff shows up and decides to make that match?" Christian suddenly reappeared, without Tomko at his side. That's because the King of Tattoo was busy bantering with Muhammad Hassan.

"Christian, you know I'd never do that to you. Come on, you're Captain Charisma," Edge pleaded a comical case. "Why would I, Edge, the man you grew up and witnessed change with, pull that fast one on you?"

"For a lot of reasons, Edge," Christian said. "First, to get a one-up on me for the money match. Second, to get a one-up on me for the hell of it. Third, to get a one-up on somebody for the money match. Fourth, to get a one-up on somebody for the hell of it."

Speaking of the Hassan - Tomko banter, in came Steve Austin.

"Yo, Muhammad! I hear you've been makin' a lotta chaos out there, sayin' everybody's a damn racist," Austin said.

"Austin, you're no less guilty than anyone else in this arena," Muhammad immediately accused him. "So, don't you dare try to say anything to exonerate yourself!"

"What?"

"I said, you are as guilty as everyone else!" Muhammad repeated. "So, don't try to exonerate yourself!"

"What?"

"YOU'RE AS GUILTY AS EVERYONE ELSE OF RACISM!" Hassan angrily repeated.

"What?"

"YOU ARE GUILTY!"

"WHAT?"

"GUILTY!"

"WHAT?"

"GUILTY!"

"WHAT?"

"Argh! I don't need this! Daivari and I are gonna pack up and leave!" Hassan declared, being in a very fistful mood.

"Is one of you the other's bitch?" Tomko asked Hassan the infuriating question.

"What about you and Christian?" Hassan bit back at the Problem Solver. He and Austin then both flipped the bird at Hassan, who now threw a fit as he left. The two bald men exchanged high fives.