The crowd was so intense at RAW that I could hear them backstage in my locker room. I was nervous, very nervous. I felt like something was going to happen, but couldn't think of what. Amy wasn't aloud to touch me, well off stage anyway, and something told me that Amy wasn't going to be of a physical problem to me tonight, or that big of a problem in the first place.
I had a promo to cut about Amy, and my match tonight against Trish. There was so much going into No Mercy and the match with Amy, everyone wanted to know about it and the both of us were getting hit up for promos all the time. I went into that promo cold, with nothing planned out.
"Des, they're calling for you." Adam told me. He picked Matthew up. "He's in good hands."
"I know." I replied.
I got up and walked out. The RAW promo set was just down the hall. Mark walked past me and nodded at me. I saw Jay run by. He asked where Matthew was and I said with Adam and he ran back off. Coach was waiting for me at the spot, looking over a few notes.
"I don't have anything planned." I told him.
"Something I've become used to with you." He said with a smile. "It's all good, we have about 30 seconds until you go on."
The cameras were showing Trish getting ready for our match next. Then, from there, came me and Coach, I was standing there, belt around my shoulder.
"I'm here with Destiny, it's been awhile since we've seen you, you returned last week. But, since your return there has been all talk about your match with Lita at No Mercy, a cage match with your belt, and a lot more on the line." He said.
"Well, Coach, everyone's been used to seeing me and Lita beat the crap out of each other, and I have to admit, I love doing it. It brings me a lot of joy. But, I got to thinking, what about a battle so grand that there would be no way of topping it? No Mercy is going to be that battle." I told him.
"All of your matches in the past have been full of high energy, high flying, and so much emotion. You never seem to sell short."
"Always, these people came to see and show, and that's what they get. The hatred I have for Lita spans more than this show, than any wrestling show can provide, I think the fans have gotten that idea. It's always been a real serious issue with Vince and everything, the way we act. But, I can say one thing, everything will change after No Mercy, everything."
"Care to share what that will be?" He asked.
"At this moment, no. But, I can say this, you will be seeing something very different." I answered.
"Off from this, you have a match against Trish tonight."
"Ah, yes, her. Just a casual fight, nothing on the line, nothing more than a little pride. Lita, take notes, because in the next two weeks, you're going to be seeing a little foreshadowing of what I will do to you at No Mercy. A lot of women around here are going to hate me for the way I treat them, but I go into each match thinking that it's Lita I am facing, and Lita better be afraid."
I walked off, and back to the locker room. I walked in and saw Jay playing with Matthew, and Matt laughing. I smiled and walked to my locker and threw my belt in. Adam looked at me.
"Got something you want to say?" He asked.
"No, why?"
"Seem preoccupied." He answered. "Unlike you before a match, you're always focused."
"I know, I just have that feeling in my stomach that something's going to happen."
"With, Amy?"
"Surprisingly, no." I answered with a laugh. "I don't know, call in women's intuition."
"I always hear that." He said. "Well, if you need anything."
"I know, it'll be fine though."
I strapped myself up and got ready to go. I met up with Trish in the gorilla area. She had a smile on her face and was happy to see me. I was happy to see her too. It had been some time since we had a good ring fight.
"Looking forward to this." She said.
"Me too." I answered. "I've seen your improvements. Almost up to my level." I laughed and she laughed too.
"One of these days I'll be that good."
Her music hit first and she ran out. I came out next. It wasn't long into that match where my intuitions kicked in and I knew someone was coming behind me. I got up from Trish and turned and my face met a steel chair at the hands of Kurt Angle. When I came too I could see Trish trying to fight him off. I got up and defended Trish. It then became a two on one fight against Kurt. But, Kurt had the chair as an equalizer, and we were pretty much shit out of luck. We got some good hits on him, but Kurt was relentless. He knocked Trish out cold. I was doing my best against Kurt when someone else shoved me aside. I heard cheers and when I looked up I saw Jeff.
I was stunned. He was fighting Kurt back with a chain he got backstage. I went to Trish and picked her up and carried her out to EMTs that were just about to come out. I put her down and she started to come too. I went back on stage, but could only stand at the top of the ramp and look down at the two men fighting. Refs and security started coming down to break it up, Matt ran down with them. Mark and Paul ran down to pull them apart. Their faces, bloody, and they still tried to get at each other.
Mark had thrown Jeff over his shoulder and Matt was yelling at him a little as he walked up the ramp. Paul hand Kurt's shirt collar and was dragging him. Matt stopped at me.
"Are you ok?" He asked.
"Uh, I think so. Trish is fine, right?" I asked.
"She'll be all right. Come, come on, lets go." He told me.
Matt walked me to the EMT room where Trish was. A huge bump on her head was already formed. I rushed to her, I held her face and then brought her into a hug.
"I'm so sorry." I said.
"It's ok, Des, you didn't know." She told me. "It's all right. Are you ok?"
"I think so." I answered. "Head hurts, my back hurts."
"Yeah, I saw what he did to you." She told me. "Why did Jeff come out?"
"I don't know." I answered. I looked at her. "Probably for you."
I sat back and let the men examine me, see what was wrong. I thought about why Jeff came out, and was convinced it was for Trish, who else would it be for? A tear streamed down my face as I thought about all of it. I didn't know what to make of any of it. I was so confused. I grew even more confused when Jeff walked into the EMT room.
I had a promo to cut about Amy, and my match tonight against Trish. There was so much going into No Mercy and the match with Amy, everyone wanted to know about it and the both of us were getting hit up for promos all the time. I went into that promo cold, with nothing planned out.
"Des, they're calling for you." Adam told me. He picked Matthew up. "He's in good hands."
"I know." I replied.
I got up and walked out. The RAW promo set was just down the hall. Mark walked past me and nodded at me. I saw Jay run by. He asked where Matthew was and I said with Adam and he ran back off. Coach was waiting for me at the spot, looking over a few notes.
"I don't have anything planned." I told him.
"Something I've become used to with you." He said with a smile. "It's all good, we have about 30 seconds until you go on."
The cameras were showing Trish getting ready for our match next. Then, from there, came me and Coach, I was standing there, belt around my shoulder.
"I'm here with Destiny, it's been awhile since we've seen you, you returned last week. But, since your return there has been all talk about your match with Lita at No Mercy, a cage match with your belt, and a lot more on the line." He said.
"Well, Coach, everyone's been used to seeing me and Lita beat the crap out of each other, and I have to admit, I love doing it. It brings me a lot of joy. But, I got to thinking, what about a battle so grand that there would be no way of topping it? No Mercy is going to be that battle." I told him.
"All of your matches in the past have been full of high energy, high flying, and so much emotion. You never seem to sell short."
"Always, these people came to see and show, and that's what they get. The hatred I have for Lita spans more than this show, than any wrestling show can provide, I think the fans have gotten that idea. It's always been a real serious issue with Vince and everything, the way we act. But, I can say one thing, everything will change after No Mercy, everything."
"Care to share what that will be?" He asked.
"At this moment, no. But, I can say this, you will be seeing something very different." I answered.
"Off from this, you have a match against Trish tonight."
"Ah, yes, her. Just a casual fight, nothing on the line, nothing more than a little pride. Lita, take notes, because in the next two weeks, you're going to be seeing a little foreshadowing of what I will do to you at No Mercy. A lot of women around here are going to hate me for the way I treat them, but I go into each match thinking that it's Lita I am facing, and Lita better be afraid."
I walked off, and back to the locker room. I walked in and saw Jay playing with Matthew, and Matt laughing. I smiled and walked to my locker and threw my belt in. Adam looked at me.
"Got something you want to say?" He asked.
"No, why?"
"Seem preoccupied." He answered. "Unlike you before a match, you're always focused."
"I know, I just have that feeling in my stomach that something's going to happen."
"With, Amy?"
"Surprisingly, no." I answered with a laugh. "I don't know, call in women's intuition."
"I always hear that." He said. "Well, if you need anything."
"I know, it'll be fine though."
I strapped myself up and got ready to go. I met up with Trish in the gorilla area. She had a smile on her face and was happy to see me. I was happy to see her too. It had been some time since we had a good ring fight.
"Looking forward to this." She said.
"Me too." I answered. "I've seen your improvements. Almost up to my level." I laughed and she laughed too.
"One of these days I'll be that good."
Her music hit first and she ran out. I came out next. It wasn't long into that match where my intuitions kicked in and I knew someone was coming behind me. I got up from Trish and turned and my face met a steel chair at the hands of Kurt Angle. When I came too I could see Trish trying to fight him off. I got up and defended Trish. It then became a two on one fight against Kurt. But, Kurt had the chair as an equalizer, and we were pretty much shit out of luck. We got some good hits on him, but Kurt was relentless. He knocked Trish out cold. I was doing my best against Kurt when someone else shoved me aside. I heard cheers and when I looked up I saw Jeff.
I was stunned. He was fighting Kurt back with a chain he got backstage. I went to Trish and picked her up and carried her out to EMTs that were just about to come out. I put her down and she started to come too. I went back on stage, but could only stand at the top of the ramp and look down at the two men fighting. Refs and security started coming down to break it up, Matt ran down with them. Mark and Paul ran down to pull them apart. Their faces, bloody, and they still tried to get at each other.
Mark had thrown Jeff over his shoulder and Matt was yelling at him a little as he walked up the ramp. Paul hand Kurt's shirt collar and was dragging him. Matt stopped at me.
"Are you ok?" He asked.
"Uh, I think so. Trish is fine, right?" I asked.
"She'll be all right. Come, come on, lets go." He told me.
Matt walked me to the EMT room where Trish was. A huge bump on her head was already formed. I rushed to her, I held her face and then brought her into a hug.
"I'm so sorry." I said.
"It's ok, Des, you didn't know." She told me. "It's all right. Are you ok?"
"I think so." I answered. "Head hurts, my back hurts."
"Yeah, I saw what he did to you." She told me. "Why did Jeff come out?"
"I don't know." I answered. I looked at her. "Probably for you."
I sat back and let the men examine me, see what was wrong. I thought about why Jeff came out, and was convinced it was for Trish, who else would it be for? A tear streamed down my face as I thought about all of it. I didn't know what to make of any of it. I was so confused. I grew even more confused when Jeff walked into the EMT room.