The Fifth Element
Chapter 2
As Randy and Dave were walking back to their room, Triple H looked at Ric, "What's the deal man? Why are you giving Batista a hard time? You and I both want him to go to Smackdown to help us continue domination, but I think bugging him all the time isn't the right way to persuade him. He'll come around to the idea, especially if we get Cena to give us a hand and join Evolution."
"I guess I overstepped my bounds a bit, but come on… Dave's not that smart. He needs a good push in the right direction."
"Leave it alone Ric, we'll persuade him. Besides, maybe we can entice Dave with a little help from Torrie Wilson. Dave likes blondes."
"I don't know, man, he and Torrie are really happy right now. They both have tough, intense exteriors, but when they are around each other, they seem to relax."
"Don't worry about it. I'll make sure it happens. After all, I am the Cerebral Assassin."
Ric smiled as he thought about how Triple H had persuaded people to do his bidding and conform to his opinion. He was a pretty convincing guy. After discussing Dave, Torrie, and Trish, Ric felt like some female company of his own.
"H, I'm gonna head to a bar and grab a few ladies to take up to my suite. Wanna join me?"
"Nah, man. I'm beat. All the traveling and even more trouble with Stephanie has me worn out, but don't let that stop you. You should go out and have fun."
"I'm not gonna stay in on your account. I'm the Dirtiest Player in the Game and there is more than one reason for that. See ya tomorrow, man."
Ric left the room and Triple H felt heavily back on the bed. He sighed noisily and thought about the possibilities. If John Cena and Batista could work together, Evolution could control all aspects of the WWE. He would have the power to make the decisions, especially if he could figure out how to repair his relationship with Stephanie. She had accused him of cheating, which while that wasn't true this time, had been true in the past and she knew it. It was just part of life on the road. She wasn't there all the time, with her duties to Vince and the business, and he got lonely. With all the willing women waiting around after matches or throwing themselves at him at the club, remaining faithful to Stephanie had been a war, and he had lost several battles. Getting up slowly, H decided to hit the sack. If he was going to keep the relationship with Stephanie together, then the best thing for him to do right now was go to bed.
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Meanwhile, Ric was living it up at the club. He had called ahead and the bouncer happened to be a huge fan. Ric was escorted right up to the V.I.P. section and the bouncer for that section allowed in only the most beautiful women. Before he knew it, he looked like Hugh Hefner, women draped all over him, whispering dirty ideas in his ears, guiding his hand into dark places, and using their teeth in new and inventive ways. Ric forgot all about feeling put out by the direction that Evolution was heading and that Triple H might be trying to phase him out. He was living in up. After hours of drinking, dancing, and engaging in what can only be described as questionable behavior, Ric headed back to the hotel with four girls to continue the party in his suite.