Chapter eleven Disclaimer: Same as before. This chapter, along with the rest, has the following disclaimers: Adam "Edge"Copeland, owns himself, Amy "Lita" Dumas owns herself, Matt Hardy owns himself. I own Krys. Necromancer and Hellfyre are property of Katrynne Jacobs and Alexandra Calloway, my wrestling partners in crime. Kira Alexis Summers is property of Ember Evans. All these outside characters are used with the permission of their owners.
I make no claim to own Amy Dumas, Adam Copeland, Matt Hardy or any other WWE Employee, or the characters in which they portray. I am merely a humble (yeah right) fan fiction author, who took it upon herself to write a story about her take on the Matt Hardy/Edge feud. The events occurring in this story are false unless otherwise stated, and I have no control over what happens to the people in real life, unless I was a voodoo master, LMAO. Don't sue unless you want some cats, Halloween candy (like I'm giving that up without a fight), and a bunch of wrestling video games and a PS2 (like you'll get that either!).
Author's Note: This chapter may be strong in the language department, so if you have delicate ears, or you just can't stand drama or the Matt Hardy/Edge and Lita feud and their destroying each other, then this isn't your story. :)
The RAW segment had ended, and WWE Unlimited showed Edge and Lita helping each other from the ring after their beatings. The fans jeered them all the way to the back, and the two only sneered their sentiments back at them.
Once they got to the back, Adam turned to face Amy, making sure there were no cameras near them. "Amy, I'm sorry for starting this whole shitpile," he started. Amy sighed and started to speak, when Adam held up a hand, silencing her. "No, let me finish. I'm sorry for starting this whole shit pile of crap that's been dumped on us by Matt. I'm not sorry for falling in love with you, and I'll never be sorry for that. You know how I feel about you; you've always known that, and I'll never be sorry for that."
He touched her face lovingly, and Amy smiled at him. "Adam, I know how you feel, I really do. I feel the same way. I just wish that Kat hadn't told Krys any of this, or she wouldn't have gone straight to Matt and blabbed everything to him. I just never knew she was this angry at you."
"Oh yeah, she was angry. She turned a blind eye for months, swearing up and down that I was a saint, and that I'd never do such a thing to her. When the reality dawned on her that I did, she totally fucking flipped out on me, which she had no right to do, seeing as I'm the reason she got here in the first place."
Amy sighed. "Adam, you're so vengeful. Why don't you just let this go? Let all this bitterness out of your heart, and we can continue this feud as civilized human beings, instead of fighting like animals over something that was over and done with months ago."
Adam wrapped his arm around Amy's shoulder and smiled down at her. "You're right, hon. How about after the show, you and me'll go out for steaks? Just the two of us."
"I'd like that."
"It's a date then." He kissed her cheek, then headed off to Eric's office for a backstage segment.
xXWWE RAW - Divas MatchXx
"Ladies and gentlemen," Lillian Garcia announced into the microphone to the Indiana audience, "this following contest is a Taboo Tuesday rematch. This time, the rematch will be a singles contest instead of a Ladder Match for the WWE Women's Championship! The following match is scheduled for one fall, and approching the ring, from Sanford, North Carolina, Lita!"
Amy put on her bitch face, and walked out to the ring with the Women's Title proudly on her shoulder. She climbed into the ring, held the title high in the air, and flagged a nonchalant hand at the ones who jeered her at Taboo Tuesday, and continued to do it that same night. She then leaned against the ropes, and waited for Krys to come out.
"And her opponent, from Philadelphia, Pennylvania, she is the Number One Contender to the Women's Championship, Krys!" Krys had a furious look on her face as she walked to the ring. She had surgical tape around her ribs, and her eyes sparkled with a withering look that would've had any other non-wrestling females in the company cowering in their booty shorts. She rolled into the ring, and didn't bother waiting for the bell to ring. She speared Lita, and began punching the redhead senseless.
The two rolled around the ring, trading blow for blow, when Lita threw Krys to the ropes. Krys ran to the ropes, and turned to come back, when she was met with a clothesline over the top, sending her crashing to the floor below.
As she fell to the outside mat, Krys felt a sharp pain in her ribs, and she clutched it, crying out when she felt Lita's boot connect with it. She huddled up, sensing that something was definitely not right in the match already. She tried to get to her feet, but that provoked the champion to slap the side of her face, then rip the tape from around her waist. Krys felt another sharp tug at her gut as Lita stomped her gut, and she felt tears spring to her eyes. Something was definitely NOT right.
She opened her mouth to gasp to Lita to ease up, but all that escaped was a giant pool of blood. A large purple bruise was beginning to form on her ribs, and Amy took notice quickly, even momentarily stopping to bend down to her friend. To the fans, it looked like the Women's Champion was trash talking her fallen opponent, but in actuaity, she was asking, "Are you okay?"
"No," Krys gasped out, covering up their conversation to grab weakly at Lita's pants. "But let's keep going."
"I'm gonna get myself DQ'ed, okay?" Krys gave one quick nod to show her understanding, and Lita rolled into the ring to break the referee's count, and telling him to shut the hell up when he tried to tell her to get back inside the squared circle. The redhead then made her way over to where Lillian sat, yanked her up by the arm viciously and tossing her out of the way, and grabbed the chair the announcer had sat only seconds before.
Lita made her way back to where Krys was now inching her way to the ring, and raised her hands above her head. The ref saw that something was wrong and that Amy was trying to cover up the match so that Krys could get medical help, and tried to stop her from hitting her opponent with the chair.
Lita paid no attention, raised the chair high, then crashed it down onto Krys's back with a mighty smack. Krys screamed when the steel made contact with her bruised and tender flesh, and collapsed onto the mat. The referee signaled to the timekeeper to ring the bell, and Lillian immediately announced that the winner by disqualification was Krys.
The champion turned to the referee, pushed him away, and continued her assault on Krys, prompting a flurry of referees and officials to rush down to the ring and tear her away from her fallen prey. Krys was no longer moving, but her eyes were open, and they held a fright she had never experienced before. While Lita badmouthed the crowd and stalked up the ramp with her title in hand, the officials tended to Krys and signaled for help. The show was immediately sent to a commercial break, and Krys was loaded up onto a stretcher and taken to the local hospital.
xXWWE RAW - After the BreakXx
Matt was shown in the parking lot of the Allen County Memorial Coliseum about to get into his car and pull off after the ambulance, when everyone's least favorite bad guy, Eric Bischoff, showed up. "Where the hell do you think you're going?" Bischoff demanded. "You have a match to get ready for!"
"I'm going to the hospital to see if Krys is alright," Matt snapped.
"Forget your girlfriend until AFTER the show!" Eric snarled. "This is my show, and no one leaves without finishing a match!"
"Well then, I say screw your match." Matt got into his car and rolled down the window. "I'm going to the hospital now, with or without your consent."
Matt's car pulled off, and Eric yelled after him, "Fine, then! You're suspended for two weeks!" He then straightened his suit, sighed, raised his eyes to the ceiling, and left back towards his office for the rest of the show.
xXBackstage SegmentXx
"Holy wow, did you see the way I just... bashed her head in with that chair?" Lita said happily to Edge as they sat in Edge's locker room. "Wow, if she bled any more, I would've had one less loser after my title!" She sighed contentedly, and snuggled into her lover's arms.
Just then, the door burst open, and Necromancer and Hellfyre stormed in and started to fight the couple. Security and Eric Bischoff burst in and tried to break up the fight between the four people. "THAT IS IT!" Eric bellowed. "I will NOT lose control of my show tonight, or any other night! Security, get these two the hell out of here before I fire their asses!" The security guards hauled the two young women out, kicking, screaming and fighting all the way. Eric ran a hand through his gray head and sighed before turning to Edge and Lita. "Those two are out of control, and I'll be damned if I have the two of them running around attacking my superstars. So next week, there will be a six person Intergender Match: Edge, Lita, and a partner of your choosing, versus Hellfyre, Necromancer, and a partner of their choosing. Why don't you two just... take the night off," he finally said, exhaustion all over his face. "Just go and get out of the arena before someone else goes crazy."
The two of them, heaving with anger, grabbed their things and left the locker room. Eric sighed and said, "Why the hell does this job have to be so complicated?" and walks out.