Chapter Eight Disclaimer: All disclaimers are in the aforementioned chapters, unless I say so.
A/N: Sorry I haven't updated in a few days, I wasn't in the mood to write. AT ALL. So sorry again, and I'll try to get more up.
Trish signaled to the rigger to go get help, and while the rigger was doing so, Trish tried her best to untie Ashley from the predicament she was now in.
As the Women's Champion finally got Ashley down, the rigger came back with the WWE Champion, John Cena, who had been in the middle of leaving the arena when the rigger had flagged him down. When Cena walked into the dark room, he saw Trish walking out with Ashley's unconscious, limp body over her shoulder, and one hand at the small of her back.
"What the hell?" Cena cried, taking Ashley from Trish. As he held Ashley easily, he looked at Trish with confusion in his blue eyes. "What happened to her?" he asked.
"We couldn't find her earlier in the show," Trish explained, "so after the show, I was coming back to look for her when I saw what looked like blood on the floor. I signaled to Tyler here," she motioned to the rigger, "and the two of us followed the bloodstains to this locker room, where we found Ashley."
"Good God," he breathed, looking at the blood on her face. "Whoever did this is a complete and total psycho. I'll get her to the Medical Room, and you take Tyler to Bischoff, and tell him what happened." Trish nodded, and she and Tyler the rigger went on their way to Eric's office.
John went the other way, to the Medical Examiner's office, where the EMTs rushed Ashley onto a stretcher, and hauled her into an ambulance to go to the hospital. As the rest of the RAW Superstars and Divas watched the ambulance with Ashley Massaro's body in it pull off, John walked off to his car in the parking lot.
He got to his car, shoved his gear into the trunk, and climbed in. He pulled out his cell phone and dialed a number. It rang a few times, before a voice answered. "What is it?"
"Hey, man, it's me."
"I know it's you," the voice snapped. "What is it?"
"Just wanted to let you know, Ashley never made it to her match against Amy."
"Oh, really?" the person said sarcastically. "The poor girl. What happened?"
"Bischoff had to use Trish in her place. After the show, Trish found her, then sent one of the riggers to find someone, who just happened to be me." Cena chuckled darkly.
"How bad is poor Ashley?"
John snorted. "She's unconscious, and bleeding from the head." He then whistled. "Jesus, you sure did a number on her, didn't you?"
"I'll do what I think is necessary to get back to RAW."
"Hey, SmackDown isn't all that bad," Cena said into the phone. "That's where yours truly was made into Vince's billion dollar money maker." He chuckled to himself. "You'll get used to it, eventually."
"I don't want to get used to it!" Adam snarled. "I want to be back on RAW, where Superstars are MADE, not held down by The Undertaker and the rest of the other lowlives on that second-rate show!"
"Don't forget, on RAW, you will be held back by Paul, since he's in that billion dollar vagina."
Adam groaned. "Don't remind me. Anyway, I'll keep in touch. Don't be a stranger."
"You got it." Adam hung up, and John pulled off out of the parking lot.
xXThe Next Week - One day before Taboo TuesdayXx
"Okay, people, let's get this on the road!" Stephanie shouted out to the Superstars and Divas gathered in the giant locker room before RAW that night. "Let's put on a great show leading up to Taboo Tuesday tomorrow!"
Everyone clapped, knowing that if they put on a good enough show, they'd have a great pay-per-view, which meant they'd get great paychecks. The Divas filed out, following Stephanie, while the rest of the men stayed in their locker room.
xXWWE RAW - Backstage SegmentXx
"Eric, with Ashley not making the match last week," Lita said coyly, wrapping an arm around the RAW General Manager's shoulders, "I was thinking that, since I beat Trish, that maybe the two of us could have another match. This time, I think it should be a Hardcore Match... for the Women's Championship."
Eric stiffened up. "Lita, I'm not so sure you'd want to go for the Women's Title tonight."
"Why not?" the redhead demanded.
"Because, your match with Krys tomorrow night at Taboo Tuesday will be for the Number One Contender Spot."
"So? If I beat Trish tonight for the Women's Title-"
"I'll have you defend it tomorrow night against Krys. Since voting starts tonight at ten o'clock Eastern Time, I'm going to have the fans decide what type of match it should be - a Hardcore Match, a Ladder Match, or a Street Fight Match."
"Well, if I win the Women's Title from that stupid blonde bitch, I'll be more than glad to defeat that idiotic wannabe Krys for my title. It's the least I could do, what with her causing Edge to go to SmackDown and all..."
Eric sighed. "Fine. Tonight will be a match for the Women's Title, but not a singles match, or even a Hardcore Match. Tonight will be an over-the-top Divas Battle Royal, for the Women's Championship!"
Lita huffed, and turned on her heel out of the office, leaving Bischoff smiling to himself. "I am a... GENIUS!" he sighed happily, turning on the TV in his room to watch the next match.
xXLater that Night - Divas Battle RoyalXx
"Ladies and gentlemen, this next scheduled match is a Divas Battle Royal, for the Women's Championship!" Lillian announced. "To win the match, each RAW Diva must be knocked over the top rope, to be eliminated. The last Diva remaining in the ring, will be crowned the Women's Champion!"
As she finished speaking, the first entrance theme played. "Introducing first, from Milwaukee, Wisconsin, Candice!" Candice strutted down to the ring, wearing a white leather catsuit that showed off all of her curves. The men cheered, while the women booed. "Next, from Boise, Idaho, Torrie Wilson!" Torrie came out, holding her little dog Chloe, and got into the ring, and she and Candice hugged, wishing each other good luck in the Battle Royal.
"From San Bernadino, California, Victoria!" Victoria stormed to the ring, and climbed in. The three Divas grouped together, and plotted on how to help Victoria win the Battle Royal.
"Next, from Sanford, North Carolina, Lita!" The beat to "Love Fury Passion Energy" started to play, and Lita strutted out, wearing a smirk on her face. Victoria had an evil look on her face as she glowered at the redhead. Lita came to the ring wearing a black midriff tee with a skull and crossbones on it, and shiny silver pants.
"And, from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, the WWE Women's Champion, Trish Stratus!" Trish's song rang throughout the arena, and as she stepped out onto the ramp and held her belt high in the air, everyone gave her a standing ovation. The camera panned to the Divas in the ring, who each had a scowl on her face as the Women's Champion made her way to the ring. Trish stepped in, and the match began.
Within four minutes' time, Candice and Torrie had both been eliminated by Lita, who then turned her attention to Trish. Trish and Victoria were trading blow for blow, and Trish was getting the upper hand. Trish kicked Victoria in the gut, gripped her head under her arm, and signaled for the Stratusfaction. She ran to the rope, and jumped up then around, driving the raven haired Diva's face into the mat.
As this was happening, Lita climbed onto the top rope, preparing for a Lita-canrana, but was thwarted when Trish did a flip, grabbed the bottom ropes, and wrapped her legs around Lita's neck. Before the blonde could complete the Stratusfear, Lita yanked her foe up to face her, then drove her down to the mat with a vicious powerbomb.
Trish lay prone in the ring, and Lita and Victoria conspired as to who was going to eliminate her first. The crowd then started to yell as Ashley ran to the ring, a huge bandage covering the gash on her head, and slid into the ring. She speared Lita, then started hitting Victoria, sending the Diva reeling into the ropes. Ashley did an Irish Whip from the ropes, then followed Victoria with a Chick Kick, knocking her over the top rope, eliminating her from the match.
Ashley appealed to the crowd, then helped Trish up. As she turned around, Lita kicked Ashley in the gut, then gave her a Twist of Fate. Ashley fell to the mat, then was humiliated further when Lita used her foot to roll her out of the ring.
As the redhead turned, Trish had been waiting, and Lita was met with a Chick Kick. She fell down, and Trish picked her up, signaling once again for the Stratusfaction. Just as Trish's feet touched the top rope, Lita tossed the blonde over the top rope, and grinned as the blonde's feet hit the mat outside. The bell rang, and Lita was crowned the new Women's Champion.
As Trish and Ashley slowly made their way to the back, Krys's music played. Lita, who had been in the midst of celebrating, turned quickly when Krys stepped to the top of the ramp. The woman, who had newly dyed her hair black, stood at the top of the ramp, microphone in hand.
"I hope you're happy with winning that title, Lita," she said, facing the redhead in the ring. "Hold on to that thing close, real close. You better even sleep with it tonight, too, because this time tomorrow, that title's coming home to me!"
Scowling, Lita yelled obscenities at the young woman who once idolized the ground she walked on. "You'll never get my title!" she yelled, holding onto the title for dear life. "It's mine!"
As RAW went off the air, the two Divas stood facing each other, each wanting to rip the other apart. And come Taboo Tuesday, they would.
xXTaboo Tuesday - San Diego, CaliforniaXx
Right before the show started, people were still running around, freaking out about who was to face whom in what match. The new Divas, who hadn't been in WWE the year before, were worried about what kind of outfits theyd have to wear that night for the Battle Royal.
The only ones who weren't running around worrying about the matches were the ones who were part of it the year before. They knew what would happen, and they had been giving tips to the ones who had been traded from SmackDown to RAW, and all the new wrestlers who had to face someone in a match of the fans' choosing that night. Krys and Amy's match was the third to last match, so they had a while to wait until they found out what match they were competing in for Amy's title that night.
Avoiding the cameras for the WWE Unlimited show on Krys slipped into the Divas' locker room, to see Amy pacing and stretching every so often. "Hey Ames," Krys said quietly, sitting down on one of the benches. "Are you nervous about what kinda match we're having?"
"A little," Amy said, bending down and starting some push-ups. "I'm not worried, though, 'cause it's not like we're deliberately out to hurt each other, right?"
Krys smiled at her. "Right." She then stood up. "I'm gonna go talk to Matt, see ya later."
"Later!" she called. Krys walked out of the room, feeling the butterflies churning her stomach as the time came closer and closer to her match. When the time finally came, Krys put on the bravest face she could muster, which wasn't easy, because she felt like she was going to throw up.
"Hey," Matt said, touching her shoulder. "You okay?"
Krys started jumping up and down. "Yeah... no, I'm not, to be honest."
"Match jitters, huh?"
"You know it." She then peeked out of the curtain, and saw thousands of fans packed in seats, awaiting the next match, as a vignette of Krys and Lita's history was aired. "I feel like I'm gonna throw up any minute now."
"Don't worry about that. It's just the nervousness. You'll get over that once the bell rings."
At that moment, Stephanie came up and smiled at the twosome. "Krys, I got the results for yours and Amy's match."
"Cool, what is it?" Krys asked, as Amy came up behind Steph.
"You and Amy are having a Ladder Match for the Women's Championship," she said. Krys and Amy's jaws dropped in unison.
"WHAT?" they both said. "A LADDER MATCH?"
"Yes, a ladder match," she said calmly. "Good luck, you two, and have a great match."
The boss's daughter walked off, and Matt faced Krys. "Good luck," he said quietly, and kissed her softly. Looking down, she mumbled her thanks, and nodded when a tech informed her that her music was about to start playing.
"So Tell Me Why" began to play, and Krys made her way out to the ring. "The following contest is a Ladder Match for the WWE Women's Championship," Lillian announced. "Introducing first, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, the Challenger, WWE Diva Krys!"
Krys stepped into the ring, and smiled at the crowd, who cheered. "Love Fury Passion Energy" then started to play, and Lillian raised the microphone to her lips again. "And the opponent, from Sanford, North Carolina, she is the WWE Women's Champion, Lita!" Lita stepped into the ring and sneered at the crowd. Krys scowled at her opponent, and got into character mode, then booted Lita in the ass as she began to grandstand and taunt the crowd. The redhead fell to the mat, then rolled over, glaring daggers at her opponent. She got up, and Krys went to do a running spear, but Lita dodged, and Krys hit the ring post shoulder first.
Lita jumped on her chance, and began to work Krys's shoulder and arm. She wrenched Krys's arm in a brutal armbar, then drove her elbow into the shoulder again and again. Krys screamed as the redhead tried her best to dislocate her shoulder. She finally managed to elbow Lita in the gut three times, making the champion break the hold. Krys then tried to fight back, hitting the champion with forearms to the head, ignoring the ref when he said to ease up. The ref pulled her away when they reached the ropes, and Krys pushed him away. When she tried to go for her again, Lita poked her in the eyes, making her reel back in pain.
The match went back and forth for a few minutes, leading to the two women up on the top rope. Krys hooked Lita's arm over her head, and fell back, taking her opponent with her, resulting in a superplex from the top of the ropes. They were both down for the count, and the crowd was showing their appreciation by shouting "Holy shit!" at each huge move they pulled off.
Lita finally got to her feet, and staggered out of the ring, reaching for the closest ladder she could find. She grabbed it, climbed in the ring, and began to set it up as Krys egan to stir. The champion started stomping her opponent, then picked her up. Lita flashed the gunz, and prepared to do the Twist of Fate, but Krys countered, and gave her a reverse bulldog, also known as the Side Effect. Krys climbed the top rope and faced the crowd. She flashed the V1 sign, and dove, arching her body as she went, and landed a perfect Moonsault on Lita. The crowd was now cheering for both women; they loved the match, and appreciated what the women were doing to their bodies just for them and to put on a great match.
As Krys got up from the Moonsault, Lita stayed down. The crowd then started to scream again, and Krys turned in surprise to catch a vicious and brutal spear from Edge.
She went down, clutching her ribs as she had no idea he was there, and had not prepared for it. Edge set up the ladder, and lifted up Lita's lifeless body. He hoisted her up on his shoulders, and climbed up the ladder. This prompted Matt to come gunning for the ring, and Edge, who'd barely had time to see Matt running to the ring, quickly got Lita off of his shoulders, and hauled ass out of the ring and over the guardrail, Matt behind him.
Back in the ring, Lita was inches from the title. She reached up and grabbed it, and yanked it down off of the rung it was attacked to, ending the match. She fell down off of the ladder in the middle of the ring, and she held her hand up triumphantly, grinning happily, as if the spotlight were on her for the first time ever.
She was helped up by the referee, and she raised the belt triumphantly and proudly, proclaiming that she was the winner. The crowd booed loudly, prompting a "Slut" chant. She only smiled and staggered out of the ring, holding her title close to her heart, while her opponent lay hurting and unconscious in the ring, in the very same spot Edge had speared her.
Lita was still the champion, and it looked like Edge would soon be back on RAW. Bank on it.