The
Evolution of This Business (a WWE/TNA story)
by P. Dizzle
tha Prime Legend Champion
Associative
Disclaimer: This story is completely original and fictional.
Proprietary Disclaimer: I own absolutely nothing but the story
itself.
Rating: T
Summary: The former members of Evolution
are in their prime, but facing major problems. After a little
thinking, Triple H decides that enough is enough, not only for their
problem sources, but the entire wrestling business as well!
Chapter
27
Title: Five Straight Nights #2 / Chain Gang
Exchange
Show: WWE Friday Night Smackdown (2/17/2006)
Summary: Randy Orton tries to do something about Rey Mysterio's
title shot, and Evolution gets upset on countless levels by John
Cena.
The group is in their limousine, which just arrived in the parking lot and is about to drop into its space.
"Dave, Maria. I told you I'm gonna get you back for that piece of crap, right?" Randy reminded them. "If you lose the Title at No Way Out, I'm gonna get you worse than back."
"Heh. We'll see about that. I'm not even gonna lose," Batista said. Ric looked at him, a little worried about his confidence being so over-the-top.
"Yeah. We know. But I want to come out and do something about the Edge Army," Trips said.
"I say we do something about Rey Mysterio's title shot," Ric decided.
"What are you talking about?" Batista asked, knowing that whatever Ric was thinking was not going to be good for his only friend outside the team. Randy was about to ask the same question, because in the midst of everything, he completely forgot that the Human Highlight Reel had this Eddie-dedicated title match at WrestleMania. However, he instantly figured out exactly what Ric was saying simply by that statement.
"With everything that's going on, we can't afford to have a secret #1 contender sneaking up on us," he stated. "Plus, it brings one more problem. Between the Edge Army, Kurt Angle, and LAX's promise, I can't stick around to see this if we're gonna have to deal with yet another problem before any of those are solved. Despite the fact that he might be your friend outside Evolution, I still shouldn't trust him to be an ally and not an enemy. Remember, Matt Hardy was not only supposed to be your friend too, but he was also the man whose love life was antagonized by Edge and Lita. And all of a sudden, he's with them. It's completely embarrassing, but it just goes to show you anything can happen. A friendship damaged like that going back full circle does not happen every day."
"That's right, man. You're all on top of it, aren't you?" an impressed Trips asked. "Tell you what: if you can get Foley to book a match between you and Rey at No Way Out to erase Mysterio's title shot, and then win, we have a chance to focus ourselves on whichever one of those problems decides to plague us at WrestleMania."
"What do we do then?" Ric asked.
"What we do then, is prove Darwin right," Trips answered.
"Some of us happen to believe in God here," a counter-inspired Batista quickly retorted. "Besides, where do you think Eddie is?"
"Nobody said it means we're proving God or the placement of Eddie's soul wrong here unless they got the popular misconception instead of the real theory. But seriously, can we stop talking about that before this show gets shut down? I only meant that as an expression based on our name, not as a statement to start up a religious controversy," Trips explained.
"Good. So shut up and it won't happen," a previously asleep Maria burst into the conversation, surprising everyone within hearing range. You just don't tell an ally like Triple H to shut up. He has done too much in this business in the past ten years. How does this kid muster up the courage to say that?
"Only one girl has ever been on my side and spoken to me like that before. I think we all know who that is. But thank God I'm not married to the girl this time," Trips finally spoke after what seemed like months but was actually half a minute.
"You guys do realize the limo stopped about ten minutes ago, right?" Batista asked the group.
"Oh. My bad," Maria apologized. "I forgot to tell you guys."
Rey Mysterio has been on a great winning streak since his victory at the Royal Rumble. The name of Eddie Guerrero did reap many benefits as far as getting his adrenaline up enough to get the job done, and he is coming towards WrestleMania with a vengeance.
Rey had the first match of tonight's Smackdown, going one on one against Sylvan. We are now at the finishing point of the match, where he had Sylvan in position for a 619 on Smackdown. It connected, and Sylvan was sent down on his back, ripe for the defeating. Mysterio went to the apron, leapt up to the top rope, and dropped the dime on Sylvan. He covered the Smackdown Fashion Consultant and got the 1, 2, 3!
"Here is your winner, Rey Mysterio!"
As Mysterio got his hand raised and mildly celebrated this small victory on the way to the grandest stage of them all, Randy Orton's music suddenly met the scene, to a loud chorus of cheers which quickly transformed to boos. Randy came out, still in his suit, with his NWA Heavyweight Title belt on his shoulder, and by himself for once. Holding a microphone, the Legend Champion made his way into the squared circle, not bothering to pose at all.
"Rey Mysterio. Congratulations. You're making it on your way to WrestleMania, and you are absolutely on fire!" Randy acknowledged, leading to cheers grained from the fans' respect for Rey. "You know, I'm actually kind of glad that I came out here face to face with you. I know you won the Royal Rumble even despite a TNA Superstar invading it at the end, that your Rumble victory translates into a title shot at any Heavyweight Champion at WrestleMania 21. But the problem I have with that is, you don't deserve your title match at WrestleMania." (boo!)
"Hey, Randy. I don't know where you're comin' from with this that I don't deserve my match," Rey stated in rebuttal, "but all I know is, I won the Royal Rumble. I got the title shot. And unless you've got some real good reason for me or anyone to believe I didn't earn this, all I remember is everybody being tossed out, me being the last man standing in the middle of the ring, my name being announced as the number one contender at WrestleMania for a title of my choice, and me going into the back and watching Maria, you, Batista, Flair, and Triple H make your first move as a team since the plan that Batista told me about since the moment you guys even contacted him about it. (small cheers) There are two reasons I didn't snitch on you guys. One, because I may not have been involved in drug trafficking and all that stuff, but I do know the street code of death before dishonor. Batista is my friend, and Eddie Guerrero's friend, and I never betray my friends. (yeah!) Two, I never got enough details to tell on you guys even if I wanted to."
"That's all fine and dandy, Rey, but all I know is this. Eddie Guerrero was a great man, both as an entertainer, and as a person," Randy said honestly, arousing small cheers of appreciation from the crowd. "With every piece of 'disrespect' from the tribute episode to LAX that you guys can throw at me, (mixed reaction) none of it really means anything. Just like a certain little bunny I'm in the ring with being able to outlast 29 other men in a match of not being thrown over the top rope doesn't mean he should be facing me, or Triple H, or Batista, at WrestleMania! (boo!) So, here's what I plan to do about it. Rey, I am challenging you to a match, one on one, Legend Killer vs. Human Highlight Reel, this Sunday night, from Baltimore, Maryland, at No Way Out. A match that goes like this:"
"Let me guess what kind of match you got in mind there, and you tell me if I got it, alright?" Rey cut him off, cheers coming in as Randy froze and began to look more unpleased with each passing second. "So, let me get this. If I, Rey Mysterio, (yeah!) accept this match and lose to you, then I no longer have my title shot at WrestleMania. However, if I accept this match and go on to beat you, then my title shot is chosen right there, where it's Rey Mysterio vs. Randy Orton for the NWA Heavyweight Championship at WrestleMania!" (yeah!)
"Yeah, you got it. You got that exactly right. I'm gonna look forward to kicking your ass and making sure-"
"Wait a minute, I never accepted or declined the match yet. I'm gonna tell you right now, though. You want to face me for my title shot at your NWA Title at WrestleMania? (yeah!) Well, on behalf of Eddie Guerrero, you're on, Randy!" (yeah!)
"Will you stop using Eddie Guerrero's name to plug yourself with adrenaline? You sound like a broken record! It's not like overplaying his name like that is gonna bring him back to life! Get a grip!" Randy immediately yelled. The statement being very candid and unpopular, Randy stood through a most intense flow of jeers. "No, you people don't understand where I'm coming from. I don't know what Mr. 619 here is trying to do, but it sounds to me like he's trying to forever tie his own legacy to that of Eddie Guerrero."
"Hey, don't accuse me of using him for my advancement when all I'm here to do is keep Eddie's memory alive!" an understandably irate Rey shot, instantly cutting off Orton at the pass before he could make an even bigger ass of himself. Orton then came towards Rey Mysterio and slapped him square in the face, a highly displeasing move. Rey then shot back with a couple of forearms to Orton, then an irishwhip into a missile dropkick. Orton was sent rolling out of the ring, trying to get himself out of here, but Mysterio intercepted his path vaulting himself over the ropes for a cross body takedown! After collecting his bearings, Mysterio stayed on one knee and started punching the downed Man of Destiny square in the face, before Triple H and Ric Flair of Evolution came out and pulled Mysterio off with force, then helped their young comrade stand up and leave. Rey's music went on, but he didn't feel happy now. Nor did Evolution.
Five minutes later, the five Evolution Superstars are in their locker room, and Randy is grimacing in pain and favoring his forehead due to the assault by Mysterio.
"Come on, guys. You've gotta be kidding me. All Randy did was say something he really thought was going on," Triple H began venting frustration. "What business does Mystery Man have trying to assault people around here?"
"Ow, my head!" Orton moaned.
"I hope he didn't get a concussion or anything," Maria said with a concerned look on her face.
"Okay, I think I need to go talk to Rey. See if I can't get his head straight a little bit," Batista decided, leaving the locker room to go look for Rey Mysterio. However, it was only a few steps away when he did find him.
"Rey, what's up?" Dave said, as the two shook hands and bumped shoulders.
"Hey, man. Look, what happened a few minutes ago-"
"I know why. You think he disrespected your friendship with Eddie Guerrero. And to tell you the truth, he kind of did," Batista said, cutting off Rey to say that he understood.
"You know you're a few steps away from that room," Rey pointed out, pointing to the Evolution room Batista just left. "Don't you think you could get kicked out?" Rey asked.
"Nah. There's no leader this time," Batista said plainly. "I thought I already told you. Anyway, seriously. You might want to tone it down a little. Triple H and Flair are going to be after you if you keep this up much longer, and if it gets bad enough with you, I'm gonna have to step in too."
"You know I'm not doubting your loyalty, but I know that's why you would do that. You're not my tag team partner anymore. You're part of Evolution. If you've gotta come after me, don't-"
"I'd rather not have to. But if it gets there, you're coming face to face with the Animal. And nobody has done that without any problems. Think about it," Batista advised Rey before walking off to get some water. Meanwhile, Mysterio looked on, slightly pouting and shaking his head. He was soon found by someone in a black robber outfit, gloves and mask included, with a bandana covering his face. The person spoke, and Rey could barely hear a "Come on", prompting him to follow this person.
In the meantime, Kristal Marshall was interviewing someone.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I'm here with none other than Raw's former WWE Champion, John Cena," she said. Fans cheered and booed loudly back at the arena once Cena showed on the arena. Kristal continued. "Now, John, I understand you have an important announcement as it relates to Evolution."
"Yeah. I'd like everybody up in this piece to know that I got somethin' for Evolution tonight. I know they ain't ready fo' dis, but they better come get it," Cena began. "See, I know I got my fair title shot against Batista, and he beat me wit'out cheatin' at all, but the fact still remains that I don't like what's goin' on here with these bums commandeerin' the business where a thug's s'posed to roam free a lil' bit. But let me just get to it instead of borin' y'all to death. See, I ain't the most popular star in this company for two reasons: my ability can't translate to great wrestling, and I get people's girlfriends droolin' wit'out even tryin'. Now, onto my main point. I'm gon' give y'all somethin' special tonight. You can take it as more reason to ride wit' me, or you can take it as more reason to hate me. It all depends on you. But I got some'n Evolution won't soon forget. Trust me on that."
Meanwhile, Batista's entrance music theme came on, and the Animal came out with Maria. The man in the black pinstripe suit and the girl in the pinstripe dress went to each end of the stage to loud cheers. This time, though, Batista didn't set off the stage guns, but just went down the ramp. Batista went up the steps first, but mainly to hold down the second rope for Maria to get in through. Batista then did the muscular raised arms thing with the World Heavyweight Title on two of the turnbuckles, then quickly got his microphone. He had something important to say tonight. However, before he could speak, he was laced with the chants of "BATISTA! BATISTA! BATISTA! BATISTA!" for aobut twenty seconds.
"Okay, guys. I'm gonna make this quick. I need to see my competition at No Way Out face to face, right here, right now. So, Kurt Angle, if you could please do me the honor of coming-"
Kurt's music did indeed ring, and out came the Olympic Champion to an even bigger response, consisting of cheers and redirected "You Suck!" chants. He went in through steps and ropes and raised his arms at a turnbuckle before getting his mic as the music stopped. Not knowing who to chant for now, the crowd merely cheered their hides off.
"You know, Batista, it seems to me like Evolution's got a lot of problems going on around here. And yet, you're still calling me out here to see you before our match," Kurt observed. "So, let's have it. What makes you think that you can beat me? (small cheers) Listen to me. I'm Kurt Angle! The only Olympic gold medalist in WWE history! (yeah!) I'm the best person at beating people in ways that haven't even been invented yet since our good friend, the late great Eddie Guerrero! (yeah!) (fans start "EDDIE!" chant) Despite the fact that I know who you are, I know who I am, too. So I've got every intention on kicking your ass this Sunday at No Way Out, so that I can become once again the World Heavyweight Champion!"
"You know, there's somewhere we've got something in common," Batista stated, not seeming intimidated. "You see, I know who you are, Kurt, and I know what you can do. I've observed my share of your matches throughout your career, as has everyone else in this arena, (yeah!) but I pride myself on being the greatest combination of speed and power that this industry has ever seen. Not to mention, Baltimore's closer to home for me than any other place we've gone to for Smackdown. The key word being closer, so Washington doesn't count, but anyway, that gives me home field advantage. Therefore, I feel like I'm worthy of being the Champion, and I feel like I'm gonna be able to prove it this Sunday, when I get you in a Batista Bomb and I pin you 1, 2, 3."
Then came John Cena's music, and the mixed reaction came about greatly, an action which echoed itself when the man appeared at the stage in his "Hustle, Loyalty, Respect" Chain Gang T-shirt and trademark black short jeans. But what business did he have here? I know he said something about something special, but… what? But don't worry. Don't fret in fear, people. Because the answer is coming up next.
"Okay, it's time for me to explain to everyone here exactly what's… wait a minute, do I see who I think I see out here?" Cena asked, looking at Maria. Many fans cheered, while a good variety stayed silent. "Maria, I'm tryin' to hold back cause I know the Animal here's gonna be lookin' to whoop my ass after I say this, but I just gotta say it. Girl, you look good!"
"You're damn right I intend on whooping your ass for this, as does, not would, but does the rest of Evolution," a now stern Batista immediately retorted with cheers in the background. "We don't like anyone making those cheap comments hitting on Maria. Let me stress this once and for all: she is not a ho. If you want someone like that to hit on, go look for Lita."
"Ah, you got a real good comeback there, don't ya?"
"You're stretching towards a thin line, John. All you have to do is cross its plane, and each and every one of us is coming to beat the living hell out of you."
"So I can't tell your girl she looks good? She ain't goin' wit' any o' ya," Cena pointed out.
"Get it through your head. If you lay so much as a fingertip on her, that table is gonna need renovations," Batista finally promised Cena, pointing to the announcers' table at ringside. The crowd was now on fire.
"Okay. Batista, shut up, and Cena, get to your point! I hope you don't mean to tell me you put us all on suspense just to tell Maria she looks good and draw Evolution's ire!" Angle immediately shot in anger.
"A'ight, lemme stop skirtin' around and cut to the chase, and Kurt, you can go to the back," Cena replied.
"I'm not going to the back for squat, Cena. I wanna know what the hell's going on around here," Angle declined heavily, the crowd behind him.
"Really? Then you gon' just have to get beat down wit' Big Boi over here. (ohh!) See, here's the deal. Batista, I had my match, one-on-one against you, for the World Heavyweight Title, the first week of Evolution's big reign, last time I showed up right here on Friday Night Smackdown!" Cena pointed out to a mixed crowd reaction. "Now, despite how great that match turned out to be, the way I figure it is that still ain't no kinda compensation for the bull you and your Evolution homeys pulled at the Royal Rumble, and I ain't just talkin' about me and Edge. See, I kinda met up wit' some guys that also had to deal with the crap you guys did to establish yourselves as the biggest thing in the history of wrestling. (mixed reaction) So, all I gotta say is, hate it or love it, just like the rapper Game said, but allow me to introduce to you the newest subdivision to the Chain Gang. (small cheers) TNA's Konnan, Homicide, Apolo, and Machete; the Latin American Exchange!"
The crowd reactions were still not completely unified, but the majority was definitely jeering this decision. As their music came on, the four members of LAX suddenly rushed the ring. LAX and Cena now had Angle and Batista surrounded. However, in almost no time at all, Randy Orton, Triple H, and Ric Flair all made their way to the ring, ready to fight with the LAX and Cena! Triple H then fought Cena, Batista fought Konnan, Angle fought Apolo, Flair fought Homicide, and Orton fought Machete. The battle was divided by five, but Angle and Evolution eventually did manage to pick up the other hand and clear the ring. The only enemies left inside the squared circle were Konnan and Cena, and they were ripe for the beating. But before any member of Evolution could do any damage, out came Rey Mysterio once again, and this time with a steel chair in hand! Triple H tried to lunge at him, but he ducked the clothesline and threw the chair to Randy Orton. Orton instinctively caught it, and Rey took advantage, dropkicking the chair straight into Randy's face! Randy ended up rolling outside the ring to get back on his feet. Once he did so, Rey leapt over the top rope to hit Orton with a cross body takedown! Konnan, who was wearing all black, got out his slapjack, and attacked each member between Angle and Evolution, as did Cena with his Word Life chain! Konnan and Cena looked down at Orton, who Rey was beating down upon with fists. Mysterio's beatdown of Orton was actually the only part of this anti-Evolution insurrection that actually was cheered for. The Human Highlight Reel soon did get back up on his feet. Machete, Apolo, and Homicide got back up on the outside and were planning to continue the assault when Konnan came down and told them to stand back. Cena, though, decided that that wasn't enough. He picked up Orton, lifted him over his shoulder, and gave him the F-U right through the table!
As Rey Mysterio left the area completely, John Cena and Konnan lifted their arms up in the Word Life signal, the rest of LAX behind them. After months of constant hints of jeers, John Cena has finally turned heel, doing what he had to do in order to stop Evolution for at least this one night. Maria tried to go down to check on Randy Orton, but the most surprising thing happened after that: she was assaulted from behind, then picked up and sent into the steel steps, by none other than the Double Covergirl herself, Torrie Wilson! Torrie did a little trash talking, then looked up at Cena and LAX inside the ring. As the people continued to jeer their hides off, Torrie yelled at Apolo to get out here. The Puerto Rican big man went outside and took a big roll of black duct tape out from undernath the ring, and came over to Torrie as she picked up and held Maria's hands behind her back. Apolo then took some of the tape and tied up Maria's hands with it! After this, Apolo rolled Maria into the ring, then threw in the tape. Homicide then tied it around Maria's legs! Apolo and Torrie both slid in, and all six people, them included, raised at least one arm up triumphant. Torrie, in a black dress, then came over to John Cena (yes, I have slightly resigned to this) and gave him a big wet unpopular kiss. The boos were so loud they could be heard outside the arena. Michael Cole and Tazz were speechless at the announcers' table.
"Nobody could have told me that this was going to happen here tonight," was all that Cole could manage to even mutter. And personally, as John Cena's music goes on here, I agree with him.
a/n: Yeah, I know Apolo and Machete aren't gonna be partners any time soon. I know Apolo was released from TNA Wrestling in real life, and that Machete was added as a replacement, and then even he was split from the group. But honestly, I don't care. I'd rather have all of them.
Anyway, that's beside my point. Cena's thug gimmick has kinda gotten a little too goody-goody, so this would be a perfect twist. Plus, as you have observed, I know how to make Cena not suck in a match. Hopefully, I can work in a match with him having a long momentum period, maybe even long enough to say he wrestled as a heel. Anyway, those of you who plan on reviewing, I'd appreciate if you could include in that review a favorite choice out of these five:
Abyss, Jeff Hardy, Raven, Gangrel, Christopher Daniels.
And keep your eyes peeled in the future for one of these characters. Anyway, that's just about it. Keep on reading and reviewing, we'll be cool.
-P. Dizzle
