Everyone had gone to the arena in different parties that night, the next day Edge, Chris Benoit, Christian and Jeff Hardy got up early to go train at the gym, but the others were welcome to come and watch. So they did, the audience consisted of Dan, Kurt Angle, Chyna, Oolong, RVD, Puar, Rey Mysterio, Crash, Nidia, Victoria, Steven Richards, Trish Stratus, Lita and Ric Flair. Edge stood before the two boys to instruct them.

"Alright, we need two people of about the same age, height, weight, power level, and all, and you two are the closest pair. Now to start off, you both need to enter Super Star."

"Sure." Jeff Hardy did just that.

Christian tensed, "How did you know I was a Super Star?"

Edge smiled but everyone else was shocked, having no idea that Christian was a Super Star as well, "Chris Jericho told me a few days ago, said he'd been training you and you took to it quite naturally."

"Oh, heheh." Christian blushed. "Alright then, here I go." He went Super Star.

"Tone it down a little Jeff, yours is higher than Christian's."

"Ok." Jeff did as Edge told and soon their power levels were exact.

"There, leave it. Good. Now the fusion technique is a sort of series of dance steps and poses. I'll need a partner to help me demonstrate." Edge looked out over the crowd. "Hmm, now who should I pick." He looked around, seeing Dan waving his hair in the air wildly. "I'll pick Benoit."

"Me?" Benoit gulped, he had been looking away, unlike Dan who pouted in his seat now.

"Just do what I do, we won't fuse, I just need to demonstrate it for the boys."

"Fine." Benoit tried hard not to blush. "What do I do?"

"This." Edge did the series of stances. "Now we have to do it at the exact same time." He did it slowly so that Benoit could get the hang of it. "There and when you end, your two index fingers have to touch on the mark, it can't be another finger, it can't be a fist, it has to be your two index fingers." Edge stood up, Benoit stepped away after the humiliation. "Ok?"

"Got it." Jeff nodded.

"Index finger, is that the one you drive with by chance?" Christian smirked.

"No." Edge laughed. "Alright boys, give it a shot. If you succeed, you can be come strong, very strong, maybe even more than me."

"Wow, cool, then we could beat Brock." Christian smiled.

"Right, so get to practicing." Edge watched as the two practice their poses. "Alright I think you've got them by now, so why don't we give it a shot."

"Ok." Jeff and Christian turned to each other. "Fu, shun, ha!" There was a bright flash and once it disappeared, a strange individual stood before them.

"What, or who is that?" Benoit blinked.

"I like to call myself…. Christian Hardy!"

"….."

Edge blinked, "Oh, ok… well yea, there you go, Super Star Christian Hardy, heh. Wow, talk about beginners luck, eh?"

"And, this, is supposed to beat Brock?" Benoit frowned.

"Well now we have to take it to the next level, Level Three." Edge smirked.

"Level Three?"

"Watch." Edge went Super Star. "This is Super Star level as you know." He went to the next ascended level. "Originally this is as far as we thought we could go, but there's another level I reached when I was out in my rehab. It's something I like to call Level Three." He reached the level he had before when facing Brock.

"Whoa, Level Three."

"And you expect them to reach that?" Benoit turned to Edge.

"It's a possibility. So try it guys, just push your power to the limits and beyond."

Christian Hardy shrugged, "Ok." He powered up and exploded.

"Ah, whoa!" Edge nearly fainted. "What the hell!?" He laughed as he looked up. "Dam, you boys have first time the charm!"

"Easy enough, now where's Brock, I can kick his ass now." The Level Three Christian Hardy boasted.

"Is arrogance a side effect?" Benoit muttered. "And ignorance?"

"Now listen, this only lasts for a half hour sadly, so we need you to train under Benoit until tomorrow when we fight Brock. Ok?"

"Ok."

"Alright now let's get this over with." Benoit groaned as he and Christian Hardy walked off to train. Benoit groaned to himself, "How does he expect me to survive with this thing?"

Edge walked back over to the ground and fell to his knees, Lita gasped, "Oh no honey, are you alright!?"

"Yea, just winded. I forgot how much a rush going Level Three can be, and I guess I'm not back to being 100 after my fight yesterday." Edge smiled. "I could use a good rest."

"Edge, what is your plan for tonight? We still have Raw to deal with." Flair spoke up.

"Oh, right." Edge grew serious and sat back up.

"Well we need to set some thing strait. The title is vacant and my match was technically never lost, so therefore as number one contender to a vacant belt, I become champion."

"No that's not true." Everyone turned at Trish Stratus' voice. "The title isn't vacant, Chris Jericho is the champion."

"But honey." Victoria bit her lip. "He's dead."

Trish shook her head and smiled softlyin determination, "No, no he's not. Don't tell me how I know, I can just feel it. I know he's out there, somewhere, and I know he's alive."

Edge sighed, "I hope you're right Trish, that would be a wonderful gift."

Meanwhile, Vince and his son Shane were in their hotel room suite. Chris Jericho was lying on the bed while Shane continued to try his healing technique, a day had passed, he had rested and eaten to regain his strength more and quicker. Vince was pacing around the room waiting for Jericho to wake up from his comatose state, they had much to do when he finally regained consciousness. They had until tomorrow, so he hoped and prayed that it was soon. Benoit had finished his training with Christian Hardy, they had returned back to Jeff and Christian once the half hour passed, so they trained individually after that. After a rigorous day with much gained, they went back to the hotel to rest. Edge was beat as he lay down in his hotel room bed. Everyone was already asleep as it was late at night, but he could hear something going on in the suit in the floor above. He heard people talking and other loud sounds. And then finally he gasped, sitting up in bed. He had sensed it, a power level reawakening, a big one, and it was familiar. It was only for a split second, and he was the only one awake to sense it. He looked around and got up, careful not to wake Lita as he left his room and made his way to the elevator go to upstairs. He smiled in anticipation, he was alive, he really was alive!