Chapter Fifteen Disclaimer: Any WWE Superstars you do recognize, from the Federation's past, present, and/or future, are strictly property of themselves, and possibly the World Wrestling Entertainment family. Anyone you don't recognize by now (i.e.: Kira Summers, Krys, Hellfyre/Alexandra Calloway, Necromancer/Katrynne "Kat" Jacobs) are property of either myself, Ember Evans, Alexandra Calloway, or Katrynne "Kat" Jacobs.
As Shelton continued to envelop his strong arms around her, Krys couldn't help but remember the past feelings that once engulfed the two of them. She had loved this man, gave him all that one woman could give and more, and he had betrayed her trust. He broke her heart, and now, the only reason he was standing in her house right now was because of their past together.
Krys looked up into his brown eyes, and saw the appreciation shining in them. "Shelton..." she said slowly, closing her eyes slowly again. Almost instantly, she was hit with memories of the two of them, their relationship ever since the days where she was a rookie in Ultimate Pro Wrestling, to where they met as wrestler and manager in Ohio Valley Wrestling, up to the first time they'd made love, and beyond.
Shelton and Brock Lesnar had been training together for the past few years, with Shelton having been his wrestling coach at the University of Minnesota. The two were now close friends, awesome rivals, and a dominating tag team, mixing both powerhousing with aerial and mat skills, making them a team to be reckoned with.
The two were now in the OVW ring, going over the tag team match that night with their opponents, BJ Payne and Damian for the OVW Tag team Titles. They had just finished going over a high spot for their match that night, when the OVW promoter, and main announcer, Jim Cornette, came walking down to the ring.
"Brock, Shelton," he called to the two men, who looked up in surprise at the promoter. "Come down here a moment, I want to talk to you two about something we're possibly thinking about doing."
The two young wrestlers made their way out of the ring and over to Cornette, who took them to his office, where a young girl sat waiting patiently. "Boys, this is Krystle. She's an up-and-coming female wrestler, just came over from UPW over in California, and she's looking to become one of our active females. Me and Danny Davis were thinking about putting her up with you two gentlemen and forming a stable. How does that sound?"
Shelton looked to Brock, who shrugged his enormous shoulders. "I will if Shelton will," he said calmly, tossing a look to the girl meant to scare her, but only resulting in her giving one right back. "I like her," he said finally, with a grin on his face. "What do you think, man?"
Shelton shrugged, his eyes staying on Krys the whole time. "What's your style?" he finally asked.
"Whatever style I deem fit to use that night," she said calmly, earning her a raised eyebrow. "I'm kidding, I actually do a bit of the highflying, Lucha-Libre style, mixed with the technical settings. I was trained by the best," she said with a small smile.
"How long have you been a wrestling fan?" he asked.
"All my life, and I have knowledge of it dating back to the fifties, possibly further than that, seeing as how I was born into a family of wrestling fans," she retorted. "When it comes to the ropes and such, I probably am more skilled than you."
"You're a cocky little girl," he said, smiling. "Want a try-out match? You win, you get roped in with us."
"What if I lose?"
"You're still in. You've proved your worth with the talk, but it's time to show how good your skills really are."
A smirk was then etched across her face, and he knew she was definitely interested in more than just wrestling. "You've got yourself a match, my friend."
After the show, the two were sweat-drenched and exhausted. "That was a great match," Krys said, bending over to catch her breath. "I haven't been worked that hard since my first match in UPW. I can definitely tell we're gonna have a great time working together!" She ignored Shelton's hand as he offered to help her out of the ring and down to the ring floor, and instead hopped down on her own. "Thanks, but no thanks, buddy boy. I like to do things my way."
"Well then, we might clash there, baby girl," he said, watching her walk away. "Brock and I call the shots. You get a say in what goes down with your character, and you have the option to voice your input if you want to interfere in a match, promo, etc. Any questions?"
"Yes, just one, and it's not really about wrestling." She whirled around to face him, her brown eyes teasing him. "Do you like what you see?"
xXSix Months LaterXx
"Shelton!" Krys cried happily, throwing open the door to their house in Minneapolis, Minnesota. "I got called to the WWF! Shelton, this is great!"
She ran up the stairs excitedly, her contract in hand as she raced to thier bedroom. "Shelton, are you listening?" she squealed, throwing open the bedroom door. "Shelton -- WHAT THE HELL?"
"Jesus!" Shelton cried, covering himself with the blanket he had been under. A young girl was covering herself as well under the large king side bedsheet. "Krys, I thought you would be gone for hours!"
"Obviously," she said, hurt in her eyes. She turned on her heel and marched out of the room, down the stairs, and grabbed her jean jacket.
Shelton came running down the stairs, clad in a pair of shorts and socks. "Krys, don't leave, please," he begged, his hand on her arm. "Shavonda is a... friend of mine, and-"
"A friend, huh?" She whirled around to face him, her eyes full of hurt and anger. "And what the hell was I, Shelton? Your girlfriend? A cheap fuck? WHAT?" She shook her head, and turned away. "I'll be coming back eventually to get my stuff." The door opened, and she started to head out. "Goodbye, you disgusting son of a bitch."
Opening her eyes quickly to the shock of what he had done to her, Krys pushed him away. "Don't touch me, Shelton," she spat. "I haven't forgotten what you did to me. I hope and pray to God you didn't give that simple bitch my number, because if you did, I am gonna rip her a new asshole! Now get your shit and come on!"
Shelton went to open the door, and stepped aside. "Uh, Krys? Matt's here, and he doesn't look too happy."
"Matt?" Krys asked, walking to the front door. "What are you doing here?" Matt had a slightly angry look on his face, and it was in plain sight. "What's the matter with you?" she asked, glancing at him. "You look like someone ran over your dog or something."
Matt strode in and closed the door. He then leveled Krys with an angry glare. "What is Shelton doing in your house after you two broke up long ago?"
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, pal," she said, instantly getting defensive. "Do I look like I have to explain myself to you? I really couldn't give a damn what you thought you may have saw, or anything like it." Matt's eyes darkened, and he looked as if he were ready to blow a gasket all over the house. "Sit down, Hardy, before you pop a vein or something."
"I'd prefer to stand, thanks." He turned and faced Shelton. "What are you doing in her house?"
"Matt, it's none of your business!" Krys cried. "Shelton, you don't have to answer him."
"It's cool, Krys, I'll give him an answer, if that's what he wants." Shelton sat down on one of the sofas in the living room, and looked up at Matt. "It's not well-known secret that Krys and I broke up because I cheated on her with someone else. Well, the girl that I was in a relationship with, Shavonda, she'd been having an affair behind my back as well, and she'd gotten pregnant. The day she told me, was the day I caught her in the arms of another attached man, in our bed. She yelled that she was pregnant, and kicked me out. I got all my stuff, packed it up, and came here. Krys let me stay here for a while, just until I can get my place in Orangeburg back together. She certainly didn't have to do it, considering our past together, but she did it out of the kindness of her heart." He paused, then said, "A heart that once belonged to me. Now, she's all yours, man, and you don't even realize it yet." He stood up and faced Matt. "Or do you? Is that why you're here, looking so pissed? Because you were jealous, and thought it was something else?"
"Is this true, Krys?" Matt asked, turning to face her. "Shelton's telling the truth?"
"Yup." She wrapped her arms around herself and looked away. "Shavonda told him she was pregnant, then kicked him to the curb, leaving me to try and help him get his life back in order." She then started to walk away. "Jesus, if I ever get my hands on that whore..." She walked off up the stairs to get her other burgers to heat up for dinner, leaving Matt and Shelton to talk amongst themselves.
xXUpstairsXx
God, if only Shelton hadn't come down here, then all this crap about Shavonda wouldn't have come up! Krys thought, grabbing the rest of her burgers from under her pillow. "Dinner time," she said pleasantly, checking herself in the mirror. Ironic, isn't it? I've never once thought about looking like a girl until I first laid eyes on Shelton. Then all hell broke loose.
Putting on a phony smile, she brought down all the burgers in a bag, and went downstairs. "Dinner, guys," she announced, bounding down the stairs, seeming happier than when she went up moments earlier. "Hope you like Whoppers and fries."
"Are you kidding?" Shelton exclaimed, accepting the bag from her and propping it up on the coffee table as he pulled out a wrapped up Whopper and unwrapped it. "I used to live off this stuff in Louisville, remember?"
"Yeah, I remember," Krys joked. "How do you think I got hooked on it again after so many years?"
The three sat around, chattering about happier times, and how Krys and Shelton had actually met. The mere mention of how she and Shelton had broke up nearly had Krys giving them a look that plainly said, "Give one breath of what happened, and both your asses will be out of my house!" So that subject was abruptly dropped.
"Anyway," Matt said quickly, breaking the uneasy silence, "What's up for Survivor Series?"
"Well, it's SmackDown against RAW," Shelton said. "Carly beat me for a spot on RAW's team, and I heard there's gonna be a special Survivor Series interpromotional match between Adam, Amy, Snitsky, and Victoria, versus you, Krys, and two partners of your choosing." Shelton gave him a curious look. "Who're you planning to get to put in your team?"
Pulling out her cell phone, Krys smiled at Matt. "I think we should pull a few strings with the bosses upstairs."
xXTwo Weeks Later - One Week before Survivor SeriesXx
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome back to WWE RAW, live!" Joey Styles announced. "At this present moment, we've come back to a match between Edge, with Lita, against Shelton Benjamin. Shelton now has the upper hand, delivering a flying forearm to Edge, and oh my God, that has GOT to hurt!"
Edge was down on the mat, and Shelton was pumping up for the crowd. He climbed to the top rope and prepared to spring off, when Lita grabbed his foot and pulled it, crotching him on the top turnbuckle. Shelton cringed in pain, while Edge got himself together, then climbed onto the top rope, positioned Shelton, and fell back, performing a Superplex that left Shelton cringing and holding his back in pain, and the fans to flinch at the replay. The fans started to clap, to bring Shelton up, while Lita slapped her hands against the mat, trying to revive Edge, whose temporary burst of energy had left him the moment his body hit the mat.
Edge finally got to his feet, and began bouncing on his toes as he crouched in the corner, signalling Shelton to get to his feet. Shelton got to his feet, and Edge flew towards him to try and score the win with the spear, but Shelton ducked, and grabbed him, trying for the T-Bone Suplex, but Edge elbowed him in the back of the head and flew towards the ropes, succeeding in hitting the momentarily dazed Shelton with the Spear. Shelton was down, and Edge quickly pounced on him for the pinfall.
"Here is your winner, Edge!" Lillian announced. Lita climbed into the ring to celebrate with her man, then got out of the ring and snatched the microphone from the announcer. She slid back into the ring, and handed it to her boyfriend, who smiled at her. "Let that be a lesson to any and all who oppose the Edge Army," he said, with a scathing look back at what was left of Shelton after the match. "Matt Hardy, Krys, your little friends have been given the night off, so let's finish this. No TNA losers, no fat hardcore wannabes trying to hurt me, only you and me, and Lita and Krys. The four of us, in this ring, NOW!"
"Live for the Moment" began to play, and Matt ran to the ring, speared Edge, and the two began to fight in the middle of the ring. as they traded blow for blow, Lita tried to pull Matt off of her boyfriend. Facing his ex girlfriend, Matt could feel his blood begin to boil, and adrenaline began pumping, and he grabbed her by the hair. She cried out and tried to fight her, then tried to give her the Twist of Fate, but was thwarted by Edge, who smacked him in the back of the head with his suitcase.
Matt fell, and the two double teamed him, kicking and punching him. Finally, "So Tell Me Why" played, and the couple faced the entryway, daring Krys to come out. Finally, Krys came through the crowd, hopped the guardrail, and slid into the ring, smacking Edge against the back with a chair. Lita turned around, and was able to block the chair shot. The two had a brief tug of war, and finally, Krys shoved the chair into Lita's gut, knocking her back into Matt, who smirked. Backing away, Lita bumped into Krys, who kicked her in the gut, then hooked her head under her arm. She signaled the gunz, instead of the V1 sign, then spun around and down, dropping the redhead face-first into the mat. She hopped into Matt's arms, celebrating their victory, when Eric Bischoff's theme music began to play.
"Hold it, hold it, hold it!" he bellowed into the microphone. "Who the hell do you two think you are, attacking people after their matches? You two have got a hell of a lot of nerve, still showing up on MY show after your disobedience! I'm taking enough crap from Cena, and I DAMN SURE don't need it from you! So, here's what I'm going to do." He thought for a moment, then said, "There's going to be a ten man Classic Survivor Series match between RAW and SmackDown! as it is, so I really don't see the problem with another one." The crowd buzzed, and Krys unwrapped her legs from around Matt's waist, seemingly unsure of what he was saying. The couple in the ring looked confused, until Bischoff finally said, "At Survivor Series, there will be an eight person, intergender Survivor Series Elimination match. You, Matt Hardy, Mr. 'I Will Not Die'," he said mockingly, "your girlfriend, Krys, and two other partners of your choosing, will face Edge, Lita, Snitsky, and Victoria! Have a nice night, and oh yeah, get the hell out of my ring!" His music played again as he left the ring area, and Krys faced Matt, pretending to be freaked about the upcoming match at Survivor Series. But, in reality, she was more focused than she would ever be.
All her work would finally be paid off.