Title: The Game Always Enemies

Author: Sl33p D3priv3d

Disclaimer: I do not own the WWE or any mentioned wrestlers. They are merely used/borrowed for the purpose of this fictional story.

Rating: M, don't know if it helps, but yeah, it's M.

Summery: Two groups fighting for ring supremacy.

Author's Note: I just want to say that what I wrote doesn't reflect how I really feel towards the characters or the actual people, they are just playing a part. If I may have offended someone whom you really like, by all means, send me hatemail. At least I'll know someone's reading this.


Arriving together, 'The Sexy Beasts' walked down the halls in search of their locker room. Finding it with ease, they all entered and dropped their bags down on the ground.

With the women already in their attires for the night, the men took turns getting changed. Each picking straws, Chris received the shortest while Benoit was the first to go.

"I'm hungry. Anyone want anything from catering?" Chris asked.

"Jay, you just ate. How the hell could you be hungry again?" Victoria asked with a huff.

"It wasn't me, it was Chris," Jay replied.

"Sorry, force of habit,"

"No Chris, we're fine," Trish said answering for the whole group.

"Alright then," Chris said leaving the room and finding his way to catering.

Returning back to the locker room an hour later, Adam handed Amy a camcorder. "What's this for?" Amy asked.

"You'll see. Just follow me," Adam said with that smile still on his face.

Walking around backstage, Amy was following Adam to wherever he was leading her. Turning the corner, they arrived in catering. With Adam spotting who he was looking for, he signalled for Amy to start taping.

Walking up slowly, he spotted a chair at the corner of his eye. Picking it up and folding it, he lifted the chair and delivered a hard blow to his back. The man fell to the floor, writhing in pain. Dropping the chair, Adam kicked the grounded man. It was Chris.

"Too chicken, huh? Well, what do you think about me now?" Adam said to Chris while giving him another kick.

Shutting off the camera, Adam and Amy walked away from the scene leaving Chris on the floor, moaning in pain.

"I'll be back, guys. Richards wanted to talk to me last week but never got the chance," Benoit said.

"Okay Chris. Be careful, though," Stacy said.

In the shadows, Kane was watching Benoit leave the locker room of Steven Richards. With Benoit getting closer, he stepped out and gave him an uppercut. Staggering, he quickly latched his hand around his throat. Lifting him then dropped him down hard on the floor.

Smiling evilly to Amy whom had been taping the whole thing, they walked off to leave Benoit hurt on the floor. Suffering from the ill-effects of Kane's chokeslam, Benoit held his head and surgically repaired neck.

"Shouldn't have Chris been back yet?" Trish said pacing around the locker room getting antsy.

"You're right. It doesn't take that long to get food," Jay said.

"I'm gonna look for him," Trish said.

"No. Chris would have our heads if he comes back to see you not here. I'll go," Jay replied. Getting up from his seat, he left the room to look for Chris.

"Don't worry, Trish. I bet Chris is just fine," Val said, trying to calm Trish down.

"Yeah, he's probably talking to someone," Victoria added.

"I hope you're right," Trish said, worried.

Seeing Jay in catering helping the fallen Chris, Snitsky and Amy made their way towards them. Getting closer and closer, Snitsky charged towards Jay and clubbed him in the back.

Spotting the chair that Adam had used on Chris, he picked it up and whacked Jay in the back with it.

Walking away, Jay was holding his back and writhing in pain.

"Where's Benoit?" Val asked.

"He went to talk to Richards," Stacy replied looking up from her magazine.

"Should it take this long?" Victoria asked.

"You're right. I'm gonna look for him," Val said.

"No. You stay put. I'll go," Stacy said. "Adam has less against me then he does you,"

"You sure?" Val asked.

"Positive,"

"Be careful, Stace," Trish said as Stacy walked out of the room.

"Jay, you okay?" Chris said, shaking him in order to wake him up.

Slowly waking up, Jay got up still clutching at his back. "As okay as I could be after getting hit with a chair,"

"You too? Talk about unoriginality,"

"I think we should get checked out,"

"Yeah. Seems like the best thing to do,"

With Chris helping Jay get up, they both supported each other's weight. Walking slowly, they made their way to the trainers.

Anxious, Trish was pacing. "A horror movie with an axe-wheedling maniac on the loose,"

"What are you talking about?" Victoria asked.

"I'm talking about our men. Haven't you noticed? They've been gone for a while now,"

"Damn, you're right. Think we should go look for them?"

"Well yeah, but what about Val?" Trish asked.

"He's in the washroom. If we leave now, he can't say anything about it,"

"Let's move then,"

Moving as quickly as possible, Trish and Victoria left the locker room to search for their boyfriends.

Chuckling to herself, Dawn watched Stacy tend to the injured Benoit, unaware of what would happen next. Running down the hall, Dawn attacked Stacy with blows to the stomach and kicks to the ribs with Amy, once again, taping the whole attack.

Walking away from the scene, Stacy and Benoit were left alone.

Looking up and down the halls, Trish and Victoria were still searching for Chris and Jay. Finding themselves in catering, they saw no one there.

With Adam now taping, Amy and Christy were hot on the trail of Trish and Victoria. Finding them, they ran up to them from behind and administered blows to their necks and backs. Each with sadistic smiles, they continued the assault by stomping on their legs.

Shutting off the camera, Adam walked over to Trish and spat in her face. Catching up with Amy and Christy, they all made their way back to the locker room.

Exiting the trainers room, both Chris and Jay were wrapped around their ribs and back. Both in pain, they made their way back to the locker room. Seeing two familiar figures down the hall, they sped up their pace. Realizing that it was Stacy and Benoit, they quickly woke them up and helped them to their feet.

Seeing their disposition, Chris and Jay shared the conclusion to take them both to the trainers to get checked out.

Exiting the washroom, Val found himself alone in the locker room.

"Where the hell did everyone go?"

With his back to the door, Val busied himself with his duffle bag unaware that the door had opened.

Walking quietly inside, Masters snuck up from behind Val. Getting himself ready, he latched his arms under Val's arms then locked his hands together behind his head. Chris Masters had applied his Master Lock.

With Snitsky videotaping the attack this time, Masters shook Val until unconsciousness. Dropping him to the ground, both left chuckling at how easy the attack was.

Walking back to their locker room, Benoit was the only one needing medical attention. With his ribs also wrapped, the four of them opened the door to reveal Val on the floor. With Benoit and Stacy running over to check on him, Chris looked around the room.

"Oh my god, they have Trish and Vicki," Chris said with anger rising in him. Grabbing Jay by the arm, they both left the locker room.

Searching up and down the halls, Chris and Jay saw two bodies lying unconscious on the floor far off in the distance. Both running towards the bodies, they knew who they belonged to.

Hoping that their girlfriends were alright, they tried to wake them up. Getting frustrated, Chris leaned down and started kissing Trish in hopes of reviving her. Jay, noticing what Chris was doing, followed his lead and did the same to Victoria.

With both women responding to the affection, Jay and Chris broke their kisses. Smiling at each other and taking note of their charm, they helped Trish and Victoria up from the floor and supported the weight.

"That was a nice surprise," Trish said, happy to be in Chris' arms.

"I had a feeling you would say that. Are you two okay?" Chris asked.

"Yeah, we're fine. When being attacked by Christy and Amy, not much damage can be done," Victoria said.

"I think I should be asking you the same question," Trish said to Chris. "What happened to you?"

"Take a wild guess,"

"The same with you?" Victoria asked Jay.

"I got attacked by Snitsky. But we all know who he was sent from," Jay replied.

"Is everybody else okay?" Trish asked.

"See for yourselves," Chris said. Standing in front of the locker room door, he opened it.

Both women gasping, they saw the results. Benoit wrapped up, Stacy a bit bruised and Val just getting up from the floor.

"Are you guys okay?" Trish asked.

"Eh, it could have been worse," Benoit said.

"I guess Adam won't be backing down," Stacy said.

Turning on the television, Val found the broadcast of Raw. With everyone in awe, they just stood there watching what was unfolding.

Adam and his stable of Snitsky, Kane, Masters, Amy, Dawn and Christy, crowded the ring. Asking Lilian for a mic, he walked back over to stand in the middle.

"I'm gonna cut right to the chase. This is my stable and this is what we can do," Adam said pointing to the Tron.

The video of each attack played to overwhelming boos from the crowd. Admiring their handiwork, each member watched attentively. With the video finishing, Adam, looking straight into the camera, continued. "Too chicken to answer your challenge? How's this for an answer…THE WAR HAS BEGUN!"

Walking over to the TV, Chris switched it of and stood in front of it. "The war has begun,"