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Part Eight
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The room was dark, so dark that nothing could be seen, nothing could be heard; the darkness swallowed everything. There was a locker to the left and the door to the bathroom was on the right, but they couldn't be seen, there was nothing to see and nothing to do, nothing to do but wait. There was a noise in the hallway, an eerie, echoing noise of voices travelling through time.
After a moment the door opened and a sliver of light stretched across the room, causing the shadows to dance precariously close to someone's feet. Someone hidden. The light switch was flicked, but as everything had been arranged, the light didn't come on. The man cursed and opened the door further, causing the person to sink back into the shadows. The man walked across the room to the bathroom and turned on the light, but it wasn't enough and it wasn't quick enough.
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"Where's Lita?"
Edge frowned and shrugged. "I think she's with Michaels, he went to talk to Steph. Something about having his match next week on Smackdown! I think."
Jeff frowned. "He still wants to fight Matt?"
Edge smirked. "Given the way he's become the WWE's own superhero, I think so. Then again, it could have something to do with the way he's been eyeing up a certain red headed friend of ours."
Jeff smiled. "You noticed it, too?"
Edge snorted. "I think she's about the only one who hasn't." Edge shook his head. "You think she likes him?"
Jeff smirked. "Well, she's been in love with the man for years, even before she met him, so I think she might have a bit of hero worship, going on. But since I kinda idolised the man myself and I certainly ain't about to fall for him, who knows."
"He's just not, Torrie, huh?"
Jeff blushed and threw his shoe at Edge. "Get a life, man."
"Oh, I have one. I have a woman, you're the one with issues."
Jeff glared and caught his shoe as Edge returned it to him. "Speaking of, how is life as a toy boy?"
Edge smiled. "If my woman hears you talking like that, she'll beat the crap out of you and you know it."
"I'm sure he doesn't doubt it for a minute, Ivory could kick my ass and I ain't ashamed to admit it!"
Edge laughed as Shawn entered his locker room. "I'll pass on the message, I'm sure she'll be happy to hear it."
"Well, it's all set, so you had both better make sure that there's enough of Matt Hardy left for me to beat the crap out of."
"Well, I could say that but given Li's mood, I can't make any promises." Jeff smiled.
"Where is Lita?" Shawn asked, looking around the empty locker room. It was early so not many people had arrived and Edge was the only man in his locker room so far.
Edge and Jeff exchanged looks. "We thought she was with you."
Suddenly there was a thump from the locker room next door and the walls seemed to shake.
"Who's next door?" Jeff asked, but Shawn was already out the door.
"Oh, shit!"
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End of Part Eight
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Part Eight
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The room was dark, so dark that nothing could be seen, nothing could be heard; the darkness swallowed everything. There was a locker to the left and the door to the bathroom was on the right, but they couldn't be seen, there was nothing to see and nothing to do, nothing to do but wait. There was a noise in the hallway, an eerie, echoing noise of voices travelling through time.
After a moment the door opened and a sliver of light stretched across the room, causing the shadows to dance precariously close to someone's feet. Someone hidden. The light switch was flicked, but as everything had been arranged, the light didn't come on. The man cursed and opened the door further, causing the person to sink back into the shadows. The man walked across the room to the bathroom and turned on the light, but it wasn't enough and it wasn't quick enough.
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"Where's Lita?"
Edge frowned and shrugged. "I think she's with Michaels, he went to talk to Steph. Something about having his match next week on Smackdown! I think."
Jeff frowned. "He still wants to fight Matt?"
Edge smirked. "Given the way he's become the WWE's own superhero, I think so. Then again, it could have something to do with the way he's been eyeing up a certain red headed friend of ours."
Jeff smiled. "You noticed it, too?"
Edge snorted. "I think she's about the only one who hasn't." Edge shook his head. "You think she likes him?"
Jeff smirked. "Well, she's been in love with the man for years, even before she met him, so I think she might have a bit of hero worship, going on. But since I kinda idolised the man myself and I certainly ain't about to fall for him, who knows."
"He's just not, Torrie, huh?"
Jeff blushed and threw his shoe at Edge. "Get a life, man."
"Oh, I have one. I have a woman, you're the one with issues."
Jeff glared and caught his shoe as Edge returned it to him. "Speaking of, how is life as a toy boy?"
Edge smiled. "If my woman hears you talking like that, she'll beat the crap out of you and you know it."
"I'm sure he doesn't doubt it for a minute, Ivory could kick my ass and I ain't ashamed to admit it!"
Edge laughed as Shawn entered his locker room. "I'll pass on the message, I'm sure she'll be happy to hear it."
"Well, it's all set, so you had both better make sure that there's enough of Matt Hardy left for me to beat the crap out of."
"Well, I could say that but given Li's mood, I can't make any promises." Jeff smiled.
"Where is Lita?" Shawn asked, looking around the empty locker room. It was early so not many people had arrived and Edge was the only man in his locker room so far.
Edge and Jeff exchanged looks. "We thought she was with you."
Suddenly there was a thump from the locker room next door and the walls seemed to shake.
"Who's next door?" Jeff asked, but Shawn was already out the door.
"Oh, shit!"
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End of Part Eight
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