Chapter VIII – Call Me Crazy
During the rest of the week, Cleo did think about Evolution's offer; and her conclusion was always the same: I hate Triple H and I want to see him loose his championship. I will never join his team.
She spoke to Eddie on the phone every night, and regularly with her family, specially her little niece Consuelo, who she missed a lot. On Thursday she watched him win a tag team match with their friend Rey-Rey and they becoming the main contenders for the championships.
Friday Lita thought she was good enough to start the training. She and Christy trained hard all weekend, and Monday afternoon Lita gave them very good news, specially for Christy.
"Girls, I have booked a tag team match with Trish and Victoria!"
"For us two?" Cleo asked.
"Well, for me and Christy. Cleo, you're a great wrestler, but I don't think you should start so soon. You're head might open again and then you would even have to wait longer."
Cleo was a little desapointed, but she agreed. "Can I at least be at ringside?"
"I wouldn't let you be anywhere else!" Christy said, putting her arm around the brunette's neck. The three of them had became very good friends and Cleo hung out with Christy all the time. Not so much with Lita because she spent a lot of time with Kane. She felt a little guilty for not being with Uncle Chris so much. But he said he didn't care, and that she should get other friends on Raw.
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When they arrived the arena, Cleo told Christy she could stay in her locker room, since Christy had to stay in the Diva's one. They got dressed with the products of another afternoon shopping with Christy, they had got tons of clothes, mostly picked by the redhead. She was wearing a short green dress that tied around the neck, because she only wanted to change into her fighting outfit later. As for Cleo, she wore a midnight blue mini-skirt that didn't even reach her mid thigh (not the kind of thing she would wear, but Christy wouldn't shut up) with a matching long silk scarf around her neck and a soft blue tank top and leather boots that went up to her knees.
When the show started Cleo was in the bathroom. Christy called her.
"Quick, check out who's coming!" she yelled. "Who?" Cleo got out of the bathroom and sat on the couch, only to hear Evolution's theme. They all got in the ring and Triple H grabed a mic.
"You might be asking yourselves: 'Why is the greatest team of the WWE giving us the priviege of their presence?'" He ignored the complaints from the fans. "Well, we're here because we would like to make an announcement, not only to the fans, but also to our fellow superstars."
"Do you think he's gonna talk about you?" Christy asked. "Yeah." Cleo answered. She was right.
"Last week we made an offer to our newest Diva: Cleo Guerrero." H continued. "She could only refuse that offer if she was crazy. We have given her the oportunity to become the newest member of Evolution!" The fans started insulting him. They loved Cleo and didn't want her to be in his team. "So Cleo," he kept on looking directly at the camera "and I know you're watching this, we will be waiting for your answer until the end of this show. Choose wisely." And they all left.
"Hey Lee" Christy said. "How you gonna tell him you're not gonna join?"
"Maybe I'll introduce his face to my foot..."
"Are you kidding? That'd be suicide!"
"I know that, I know they're all gonna be there and it would be easy to atack me. I was just kidding, I won't do it." Then she added in a low voice "Not because I don't want to...", but luckily Christy didn't hear it.
"Hey, I know!" she said suddenly. "Why don't you take Chris with you?"
"Well, I don't think I should, because-"
"You didn't tell him anything!" Christ Benot had just got in their locker room and looked very upset. "Why didn't you tell me they had asked you to join them?"
"Sorry, Uncle, I didn't even remember, with Trish and all..."
"Yeah, that night, but it was a week ago! You should have told me." She looked at the ground. "I know, sorry..." He sat on another couch next to them. "That's ok. I was just a little shocked by that!" He made a pause. "You're not, are you?" She looked at him. "What?" "Joining Evolution!" "Of course not! You know I hate them. And I know you hate them too." "Good. But I am going with you to tell them that. You-"
"Can handle myself perfectly! I don't want you to go." He opened his mouth to protest, but she didn't let him. "If they don't react very well, I can defend myself while you run to my rescue!" she said cheerfuly, smiling. He nodded his head but couldn't help himself to smile too. Somehow she always gets her way...
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"Are you ready?" Lita asked the other redhead.
"Ready!" she answered.
Out there, Trish and Victoria were alredy in the ring. Then they heard Lita's them, along with Lilian's voice and the fans cheering.
"On her way to the ring, from Sanford, NC, laying on 135 pounds, Lita! And her tag team partner, from California, she is the 2004 Raw Diva Search winner, Christy Hemme! Accompaning them to the ring, Cleo Guerrero!"
They got to the ring and the match started. Cleo was in the outside cheering and also giving a little help. She couldn't help to pull and hurt Trish's legs whenever she could, or distract whoever was outside so they wouldn't make the tag. When the referee turned to her she just held her hands up with an innocent face. The croud was loving not only the match but also her attitude.
Finally Trish got tired of her and got out of the ring, but Cleo kept distance from her. She was facing the ring while Trish had her back facing it.
"Enjoy will you can, that championship is not gonna be yours for long!" Cleo said.
Trish was about to answer when she saw Cleo do a little nod looking at the ring. Lita go the message and hit Trish in the back with a baseball slide. Victoria was about to go help her, but Christy caught her and delivered a DDT on her. Meanwhile Cleo and Lita kept beating on Trish, that is, until the referee got there and desqualified them for Cleo's interference. However, Lita grabbed a mic and came up to the ring along with the other two.´
"Well, what can we say?" she looked at the other two and smirked. "Desqualified, but happy! We were able to get to kick those sluts' asses!"
"Well, not completly happy, thought" Christy said.
"Yeah." Cleo continued. "We will only be completly happy when we take that championship away from you, and I don't think you're ready for that!" she held the redheads arms up while the winners ran away towards backstage, scared.
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The rest of the night went on as usual. The people on Cleo's mind were in the last match, most on ringside: the match was Dave Batista vs. Christian. Not even Tomko's help could save Christian. Cleo couldn't help but laugh during the whole match. Batista was almost making fun of Christian. The other team members didn't even have to actually interfere, Batista won it easily.
After his win, and how Tomko and Christian had ran out towards backstage, they all stood in the ring and Triple H grabed a mic. By then Cleo was alredy waiting on the entrance, hearing everything he said and ready to go in.
"Cleo, you're time has ended. We want your answer now." Triple H said, all four Evolutionites looking at the entrance.
Cleo's theme started. The croud cheered for her, and she held her arm up to greet them, smiling openly. Dave couldn't help to think she looked gourgeous in that outfit, not knowing she was having the exact same thought about him in his wrestling outfit. She got to ringside while Dave held the ropes for her. She looked at him and thanked. He seams such a nice guy...
She stood in the ring and for the first time she felt somewhat... afraid. After all, she was just a little girl stadind in the middle of four big, strong, dangerous man who didn't like to be contradicted. But she kept her cool, as usually, and didn't let it show. She grabbed a mic and faced Triple H.
"Triple H... Can I call you Hunter?" he opened his mouth but she didn't gave him the chance to speak. "Good. Hum... I thought a lot, really, Hunter, about Evolution's offer. And I want to ask you: what makes you all think I would accept it? I mean, my brother's Eddie Guerrero and I'm friends with Chris Benoit... as you might deduce I haven't been hearing the greatest things about you." Triple H smirked and nodded slightly. "Personnally I think you're too arrogant and... bossy" Not pushing it too far... yet. Christy and Chris, watching from backstage, were very surprised. She never held back like that. "On the other hand, I can't stand Mr... RKO. For Flair, I only have respect, and I've got nothing personal against Dave, there. I jut don't like the way they follow you like sheep. And I do not want to be another one of your servents!" Ah, there she was!
Suddenly Cleo's eyes locked on the championship Hunter held on his shoulder. All her feelings about him and about the fact that he was the champion made her boil, but then... a calm but regretful look came to her face. She knew what she had to do. She had decided it just a few moments ago, when a briliant idea came to her mind. Sorry, hermanito. Sorry, Uncle. Sorry, Lita. Sorry, Christy. I'll explain.
"However" she continued "I think you need someone like me in Evolution. A new touch... a female's touch. Call me crazy, but if you still want me with you after knowing what I think... I would love to join."
A bottle of water fell making Cleo's locker room floor all wet. Both of Christy's hands were covering her mouth, and Chris's hand was still shaped like when he was holding the bottle.
Meanwhile, in the ting, Triple H smirked at her. "It was that same attitude that made us want you in our team. I know you will change yor mind after you've know it from the inside." He gave her a hand that she shook firmly. "Welcome to Evolution, Cleo Guerrero."
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A/N:
YAY! 8th chappie up! Long, long chapter... this happens a lot now!
I wasn't gonna put Cleo in Evolution, but I had such a brilliant idea (like all of mine are! lol) that I couldn't help myself... I hope you like it anyway!
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