Edge shut the door behind him and turned to see Chris Jericho steps ahead looking around the chamber in awe.

"Whoa, what is this place?" He asked in wonderment.

The room looked nothing like it did before, it was plain white, nothing but a blank empty canvas with a control panel right before the training grounds. Jericho looked down at it, it had a gravity switch and an atmosphere adjuster, he blinked down at it.

Edge stepped towards him, "Look, we've got a bed over there by the bathroom, plus a microwave and fridge so we don't go hungry. I don't think you should worry, we can last a year in here."

Jericho looked over his shoulder at him, "I'm not worried."

"Oh."

Jericho turned on the control panel, "Where do you think we should start?"

Edge went Super Star, "First I need to turn you into a Super Star so you can be on par with me, then we can train to increase our levels."

Jericho watched as Edge fiddled with the controls, "Do you think we'll match Rocky?"

Edge stopped and looked down at him, "No Jericho, I don't think we'll match The Rock… I know, that we'll surpass him." Jericho smiled. Edge went back to work, "I'll set the atmosphere to cool and muggy and put the gravity at twice normal." Edge stepped out into the now changed terrain, it was damp in the air and his body felt a lot heavier, but his Super Star state could handle it. He turned back to Jericho, "Come on Chris."

He gulped, "Well alright then." He stepped out. "Here goes…"

Back outside, the door had just shut as Edge and Jericho entered their training. Ric Flair and Chris Benoit were eyeing Eddie Guerrero and Jeff Hardy carefully. Chyna was in the process of cutting and styling Jeff's hair back to it's normal glory, it had been re tinted a healthy shade of green, or, as healthy as greenhair die can look. Eddie was looking in a mirror, his hair hadn't gotten much longer because he was in his Super Star state most of the time, the short look he once had was now an inch longer in curtain bangs with blonde tips. RVD and Crash whispered to each other.

"Crash, what happened? I thought the chamber training was supposed to make them stronger."

"Well, I guess Jeff learned a lot, but Eddie looks about the same, only more buff."

"Do you think they failed, are they that much stronger as far as their Super Star powers are?"

"Jeff learned to harness them yes, but, I don't think Eddie reached his goal of surpassing."

"Is there even a next level after that one?"

"If there is, he didn't find it."

That was the last straw, Eddie's body shook as he growled and whirled around, "I'd appreciate it if you wouldn't discuss my affairs behind my back!" Crash and Rob froze as he got in their face. "If you have anything to say with me, you say it to my face."

Crash gulped at the growling Eddie, "No, we were just wondering how the training went, is all."

"I heard you." Eddie folded his arms, "And in answer to your question, I may be stronger and faster, but my power level remains the same, at a Super Star state."

Rob approached Jeff as Chyna finished up, "How about you man?"

"I was able to learn to harness my powers, now I'm pretty much where Eddie is. But like he said, we may be stronger and faster, but we couldn't pass the Super Star state."

"Is there even such a possibility?" Benoit turned to Flair, now taken into the conversation.

Flair thought, "I don't know for sure, but if there is, Edge will find it."

Eddie was pissed as it is, but that just made it worse, "What makes you think he's so much better than me that he could do something that I couldn't!?"

"Cause Edge is the champ, he was the strongest to begin with, not to mention the first to really use his powers in fighting." Crash explained.

Rob stepped in, "Plus, he reached Super Star before you and Jeff did."

Eddie tried to calm down somewhat, "That may be, but he and I are equal, if I couldn't do it, neither can he. And if he can do it, then so will I."

Flair butted in, "How? You already used your chance in the chamber."

"I still have a day until the match, don't I?" Eddie turned to walk off.

"You should rest tonight and start tomorrow." Jeff stood up.

Chyna agreed, "He's right hon, besides, what will one day make in difference?"

Eddie stopped, "One day could be all the difference." And with that, he walked away.

Back in the chamber, five weeks later their time…

Edge was flying around in the air shooting attacks and learning how to focus his energy into more powerful blows. The gravity was now at five times. Jericho wasn't a Super Star yet, he was struggling just to stay standing as he walked around. Edge had been training for an hour already by the time Jericho started, so he decided to stop and take a rest and focus on Jericho again.

Edge landed, "Ok Chris, are you ready?"

Jericho got in his pose, "Yea." He unlocked his potential as he powered up to the next level.

Edge encouraged him on coaxingly, "Come on Chris, you can do it. All you have to do is reach to the next level, push yourself. Come on Chris, you can do it . Think about all we've been through, all of those who have tried and failed because of our attempts to stop them, think of all of those who have hurt you, think of those who have hurt your friends, remember the pain. Come on Chris, you can do it. Remember the pain, remember the suffering, remember how it felt, the power surging through you as you stood up to protect everyone in my absence, remember how you kept in the fight even though you were hurt, despite the pain of the injuries, you defended your friends when they were suffering, remember how you beat the sickness inside you, how you cheated death to be standing here today, think how good it will feel to take down The Rock and save not only your friends and the company but the country, the world! Come on Chris, you can do it!"

"Ah!" Jericho was powering up until his body couldn't take it anymore and he collapsed panting.

Edge sighed, "You got further this time, keep it up Chris and you can do it."

"I need to, can I just, rest, for a moment?"

Edge smiled, "Yea, sure thing kido."

Jericho smiled back, "I'm just, so, tired…." He closed his eyes and fell unconscious. Edge sighed, he was pushing him so hard for so long, could he do it after all?

Hours later, Jericho was laying in bed so Edge decided to fix himself a snack after training some more. He didn't want to disturb Jericho's rest, he needed to recover from the workout, plus he wasn't at a hundred percent upon entering, and Edge didn't want to risk sparking up the illness more soagain. Jericho groaned in his sleep as his breathing tensed, Edge looked over at him, he was dreaming.

In Chris's dream…

Jericho was training in the chamber to become a Super Star, Edge was in the bathroom taking a shower. Just then the chamber door opened and somebody from the outside world came in. "Chris?"

Chris turned around and gasped, recognizing the voice, "Lita, is that you?"

It was, she smiled, "There you are. Oh I was so worried about you."

"Well I'm fine. But you shouldn't be here."

"Oh and why not? I was worried about Edge, too, where is he?"

Jericho pointed, "Bathroom."

"It's been a while, I just wanted to talk to you is all."

He smiled, "Well, I don't see any harm in that." Lita laughed which caused Chris to as well. Just then a shadow appeared from the still open door. Lita screamed. Chris stopped laughing and opened his eyes and gasped as he looked down on the floor. "Lita?" Her neck was snapped. Chris growled and whirled around, "Whose there!" A laugh answered. "Show yourself you coward!" The bathroom exploded, he whirled around and gasped. "No, Edge!"

"Haha, too bad little man, it looks like you weren't able to save your friends after all."

Chris froze, it was The Rock, "You…! What are you, how did you get in here?"

"You had a poor security setup." Rocky motioned towards the open door.

Chris looked outside and gasped, the land lay in ruins as all of his friends lay outside, slaughtered, "No, you, monster! How dare you, you killed them all!" He growled.

Rocky just laughed, "And now it's your turn. But first I want you to think about how you failed, all this time training in here and you're no stronger. Why? Because you can't do it, you're not worthy. Now I want you to die, with the death of your friends and the fate of the world left resting on your shoulders! Ha!" Rocky shot a blast at him.

"Ah, no!" Jericho cried out as it hit him.

Back in reality…

Jericho screamed and thrashed in the tangled bed sheet. Edge raced over and shook him, "Snap out of it kid, wake up!" He slapped him across the face.

Jericho's eyes flew open and he gaspedas he stood up on the bed, "Rocky, he killed them all, he's gonna destroy the world!"

"What?"

"It was all my fault, I wasn't strong enough to do it, I couldn't even become a Super Star…." Jericho froze in his rant when Edge merely placed a hand on his forehead. Jericho gave a strange look over at him.

Edge put his other hand on his own forehead, "Hmm, that feels about right." He smiled. "It's ok now Chris, I think you're going to be alright."

"Hu, what do you mean?" He looked around. "What's going on?"

"You just had a fever."

"A fever?"

"I guess all that training sparked up that sickness a little after all, but it looks like it broke now, so everything's gonna be fine now." Edge gave him a wink and a thumbs up. Jericho sighed and flopped back down on the bed. Edge frowned, "What's the matter Chris?"

"Edge, do you think, that I even stand a chance? I mean, what if I can't become a Super Star?"

Edge gave him a look, "Don't say such things Chris, I know you will be. And remember, I know best, after all, I am the leader. You said it yourself."

Jericho nodded, "Yea, I know. Don't worry, I'll try harder and do my best."

Edge smiled, "I know you will, I know you can do it."

In the real world, it was the afternoon the next day, Thursday, months had passed inside the chamber and Benoit was getting restless.

"I should go in there." He stood up.

"No, no, leave them, they need their time to train." Flair blocked him.

"Yes, but so do I!"

"And you'll get it." Flair pushed him back. "Just cool down."

Benoit growled, Eddie nodded, "I agree with him, Edge won't be able to surpass and that Jericho is to sickly of a weak kid to do anything much of help."

"But he still has to try." Flair shot him a glare.

"It's my turn, if I can't train then it'll be too late!" Benoit shoved Flair down aside.

"No, wait!" Crash cried.

"I'm going in!" Benoit headed for the chamber but a sound cut him off.

Everyone looked up, it was the sound of the door opening, only Benoit was at least ten feet away from even being able to reach the handle. That could only mean one thing…

"Are they, coming out?" Jeff asked from beside Chyna. "Already?"

"No, it's too soon… isn't it?" She turned to him.

They all watched as they heard the footsteps coming closer, the anticipation grew but finally the familiar friendly face of Edge appeared. He smiled, "Hey guys."

"You're done already?" Benoit asked.

"This coming from the guy who was eager enough to bust in on them?" Rob smirked, causing Benoit to blush.

"Yup, it's all yours now." Edge motioned for him to go inside.

"So tell me, were you able to do it?" Eddie asked.

Edge smirked, "I did what I aimed to do, and I didn't even take up the whole time." Eddie gasped, had Edge done it?

"I knew you could do it champ, woo!" Flair stood up and dusted himself off.

Everyone cheered, but Eddie was just left in plain shock, how could he not have done what he aimed to do. Edge glanced slightly over his shoulders as he heard the footsteps coming amid the celebration. A figure stood next to him, causing everyone to stop and blink over at this strange new person.

"Hey, whose that?" Benoit asked. "And where's Chris?"

"Right here." Edge put a hand on the young man's shoulders. "This is the new Chris Jericho." Everyone stared at him in shock, he looked so much more mature in power, he looked so much more strong and agile, he looked like so much of a different person.

Benoit thought to himself in awe, "That, that's not the Jericho I knew and trained, he looks so awesome now, it's hard to believe that wimp I first met could end up looking like this. And not only that…" Benoit looked closely at the hair. It was cut shorter and had faint red-ish brown streaks at the end, he gasped quietly. "He's a Super Star!"