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
30
Title: Five Straight Nights #5 / Conditional
Show: WWE Monday Night Raw (2/19/2006)
Summary: Maria's
condition after the Undertaker's scare revealed; Edge vs. Triple H
for the WWE Heavyweight Championship.
A couple of hours before the show, Evolution arrived in style as usual, but this time, there were two missing pieces to the puzzle: Evolution's good mood, and Maria. Randy Orton was brooding about this issue most of all, and that comes after having considered the Undertaker an afterthought following the rule of Evolution being established on this business. The facts still remain, however, that Undertaker did kick the can out of Randy Orton inside Hell in a Cell at Armageddon, and that Randy, along with fellow Evolutioners Triple H and Ric Flair, has been a WrestleMania victim of the Dead Man. Even Batista, who is usually upbeat, and who has never faced the Undertaker in his life, had a somber look on his face because of what happened last night. The team had left Maria at the hospital nearest the First Mariner Arena in Baltimore, considering her health and safety the most important thing. The group didn't share a whole lot of words today; they were saving it for when they came out on Raw.
The group did come out to begin the show when their music came up first, and their steps were faster than normal; the song never even got to the chorus. Anger also showed from Evolution's faces.
"Okay, people. Shut up and pay attention to what I've got to say!" Triple H screamed out on his microphone, prompting the people to boo. "I've been in this business for a long time. I am Triple H. I am the Game. And I am part of the greatest unit ever created in Evolution. But despite the fact that we are the unstoppable team of this industry, a certain someone decided to make a considerable impact against us, an impact made against us even greater than anyone else in this business. (yeah!) (fans start "TAKER!" chant) That's right! It's the very guy you're clapping and cheering for. The Dead Man himself, the Undertaker! (yeah!) And quite frankly, this whole Taker thing makes me sick to my stomach! Batista just came off a victory in one of the greatest matches I've ever seen, and we're all ready to celebrate, when the Undertaker suddenly promises to basically kill us all, and Maria is scared half to death, and she can't be with us in the building tonight!"
Randy Orton then took the microphone, having something to say about it himself.
"Hey, Undertaker! Are you so dissatisfied with kicking my ass at Hell in a Cell, beating me once at WrestleMania, and scaring me to hell prior to the Hell in a Cell after I tried to destroy you with Eddie's low rider (boo!) that now you've gotta get in my way when I'm in Evolution? What the hell is wrong with you? I know you're Big Evil, but one thing you don't do is put our first lady's life on the line!" he shouted angrily. "Taker! Get yourself out here right now! (yeah!) Come on, Taker! Show yourself, instead of playing these damn mind games over and over again like a complete coward!"
Suddenly, Edge's music came up, and out came the Rated R Superstar in street clothes. And he didn't have his girlfriend or anyone else with him this time.
"Hey, Orton. Triple H. I hope you guys aren't so focused on brooding over the Undertaker's interference that you completely forgot about your match against me tonight," Edge said on his microphone.
"Get to the point or save it for someone that cares. What match?" Randy asked.
"I earned a title shot this past Thursday night on the special edition last week to face one of you Evolution puke stains for one of the Heavyweight Titles, and I made it clear I wanted the WWE Title. I went to General Manager Shane McMahon to book the title match for the WWE Championship tonight!" Edge announced in reply. "So, Trips, prepare to be relieved of the premiere championship of WWE, and to be stuck on Raw, because it's Triple H vs. Edge tonight, and the Rated R Superstar goes back on his star and becomes once again the WWE Heavyweight Champion!"
As the fans cheered, Edge grinned, and Triple H got ready to make a comeback.
"After what the Undertaker has done to Maria, we are the last persons you want to face in a match or tick off, because you know what we do when we're angry," Trips reminded the Rated R Superstar, taking the smile off his face. Edge ran a hand through his blond hair and a look of concern and possibly fear came over him. "You think you signed your chance at the WWE Title, but in reality, you just signed your death warrant in this business. (small cheers) You're about to become an emphatic tag line on the long list of losers that I have beaten. (yeah!) It's game over for you, because I am the Game, and I'm that damn good!" (yeah!)
That declaration led to Triple H's music coming on, and Edge looked on with that concerned gaze as Trips looked at him like he was the piece of prey that was about to be added to the "long list of losers that I have beaten". The other members of Evolution looked on, standing behind the Game.
Later on, Edge was in his locker room, in the middle of a phone call to someone.
"So, you make the run-in and get back at Triple H, I win the WWE Championship, I give you a shot at the title. We got a deal?" he asked. After awhile, he continued. "Good. I'm glad we could see eye-to-eye on things. I'll meet you after the show." Lita and the Edge Army were there to witness the move as well.
"So, how did it go?" Matt Hardy asked the Rated R Superstar.
"It went perfect, Matt; he's coming. Isn't he?" Lita replied, then asked Edge herself.
"Yup. He's on his way right now," Edge answered the question. "You got that right. Shannon, Gregory, prepare to celebrate. This is the Edge Army's crowning hour; the night that Edge becomes WWE Champion!"
All of a sudden, there was a knock on the door.
"Who's this?" Edge asked, turning to the door.
"It's me. John Cena," the person behind the door answered. The fans cheered and booed as if frenzied back in the arena.
"What the hell do you want?" Edge then demanded.
"Open up, get everybody out, and I'll tell you what I want," Cena answered strongly. Shannon Moore then opened the door, leading Lita, Gregory Helms, and Matt Hardy out the door as Cena (and only Cena) walked into the room, closed the door again behind him, and faced up to Edge.
"Alright. What did you come here for?" Edge asked in a cold tone.
"It's simple. You ain't gettin' the most out of Lita as far as interference, and I've figured out why," he said.
"Why?"
"Because you ain't usin' her right. She needs to stop sluttin' herself out and start actually doin' somethin' again. The Queen of Extreme has been silent for too damn long. You need to let her bring it back, or else eventually, the ho thing's not gon' work, and she's probably even gon'…"
And there, we got cut. But come main event time…
"You think you know me."
This entrance note did as it always does, jump-starting the song "Metalingus", the theme song of Edge, made by his good friends in the Alterbridge rock band. The Rated R Superstar came out to the usual small cheering reception, and he and Lita were pompous and intimate as ever in their entrance, no different than it's been of late. Nor was the entrance of Triple H any different than it usually is when he's by himself, as he used his own music, and looked like he was in a completely bad mood and ready to fight and destroy someone. Out of the traditional respect, Trips was cheered much further than his challenger.
The bell rang to begin this WWE Heavyweight Championship match, which was actually a rematch of the World Title confrontation in Japan between the two men. Trips and Edge locked up, then broke the grapple a few seconds later when neither man could gain any kind of advantage. After that, they went into another grapple, but Edge tripped up Trips with a drop toe hold. Edge grinned, and a flustered Game got up immediately. Edge suddenly slapped Trips, (ohhh!) who after awhile hit a sudden turnaround clothesline, knocking Edge clean down. Trips then mounted atop Edge and landed a furious array of right hands on the Rated R Superstar. Trips got up, walked out of the ring, and brought Edge closer to the steel post, then rammed one of his legs straight into it, sending Edge crying hard in pain. Trips got back in the ring before the ten count could work, then pulled Edge to the center of the ring. He got down, sat on Edge's upper right leg, then punched away at the lower right leg several times. After getting back on his feet, Trips hit Edge with a slightly stalled vertical suplex. Trips covered. 1… 2… Edge kicked out.
Trips picked up Edge, who managed to fight back with a few right hands to finally get out of the predicament. The Rated R Superstar finally went off the ropes, only to receive a back elbow to the head from Triple H, putting him right back down. Edge, though, played a smart card by rolling out of the ring to buy some time. But the King of Kings went right out after him, turned him around and gave him a hard right hand, then sent him straight into the steel steps! Edge winced in pain, and Trips momentarily went in the ring to break the ring out count. Trips came down after Edge, then rammed him straight into the security rail, then rammed him again except on the apron. After that move, Trips lifted Edge vertically and laid him hard, waist first, into the rail. Edge finally came down favoring his waist, but the ever-merciless Triple H came into the ring to break the count again, after which he threw the Artist of Awesomeness back into the ring, then went in himself. Twice, Trips held up the leg, then crushed it back down with a falling elbow. He covered Edge again, but the first ever Mr. Money in the Bank kicked out after two. Trips got back on Edge's case, picking him up and sending him hard into the corner, causing Edge to bounce off hard and fall on his back. After that, Triple H decided to choke Edge a little bit, resulting in the referee's disqualification count being what forced the Game to finally let go.
As Triple H continued to argue with the referee, Edge rolled to the outside but was too fatigued and pain plagued to get on his feet, so he fell on the concrete floor. Lita came over to him and crouched, checking up on him. Finally, Trips stopped with the argument and came over to where Lita and Edge were. He ordered Lita to get away from her boyfriend, but the Queen of Extreme replied by standing up and saying no with such boldness you'd never think Edge could have convinced her to change herself for him. This was the old Queen of Extreme coming out, and you know the people were loving it! Trips held a fist up to Lita's face, threatening to hit her with it if she didn't move away. Yet, the fact still remains, she didn't move away! So, Trips, who was getting tired of this, shoved Lita down by her face, inspiring a plethora of boos as he finally picked up Edge and sent him into the ring. Trips went in and again went for a cover. 1… 2… and the Rated R Superstar is not done yet! He kicked out. Trips then picked up Edge and irishwhipped him, but when he came off the ropes, Edge made the personal decision to stop himself and dropkick Triple H, buying himself some time!
Edge and Triple H were both down, but of course, the Cerebral Assassin got up first. He picked up Edge, irishwhipped him, but the Rated R Superstar took the opportunity to give Triple H the Spear! However, due to the loss of energy that came with the severe pitfalling beatdown at the hands of Trips prior to this sudden momentum surge, Edge could not bring himself to cover. It took thirty seconds, Trips getting back up, and pulling the ropes for the Toronto blonde to raise himself to his feet. Finally, the two men engaged in a right hand exchange. After Edge got three straight right hands in, Trips tried to get one in, but Edge tripped him up with a drop toe hold, and with a half-tired, half-cocky expression on his face, stalked away at the Game. Trips got up, Edge gave him a backdrop suplex. The Rated R Superstar now had a huge grin on his face, beginning to feel it a little bit. He covered Trips, who kicked out after two.
Edge complained to the referee, then went back to the attack, methodically stomping Triple H in the midsection several times before finally picking him up by the head. Trips broke free, then swung for a right hand. Edge ducked it, got behind him, and hit the Edge-O-Matic drop. Edge was able to hook one leg for the cover. 1… 2… Trips still kicked out. Edge looked at the ref and complained again, then choked Trips on the middle rope. The ref began his DQ count, and Edge let go after three. He came on top of Triple H, then went on a furious trip of mounted right hands. The referee forced him to let go by using the DQ count, and this time, the irritable Awesome Adam decided to wait until the four, then completely get in the referee's face. He then went to the turnbuckle opposite that of Triple H, then entered that stalking position, as his steel gray eyes were focused on the prey that was the soon-to-be former WWE Heavyweight Champion, or so he thought. Once Trips was up and turned enough, Edge ran charging at him, but the Cerebral Assassin sidestepped the Spear, causing Edge to hit the turnbuckle post shoulder first instead! Trips pulled Edge out of his predicament, then kicked him down in the corner a few times. He picked up Edge and knocked him down with a right hand. Edge got up, Trips clotheslined him. Edge got up again, Trips irishwhipped him, and Edge again recollected himself in mid-move by dropkicking Triple H, who had telegraphed a spinebuster and taken the kick right to his face!
So now, Triple H was in a seriously bad predicament. Edge was gaining momentum, and had just kicked him hard in the face. Edge quickly picked him up, irishwhipped him, and gave him a big back body drop. Trips got up quickly, receiving a clothesline for his efforts. The momentum surge was starting to feel good for the fans, but Trips put an end to it by kicking Edge in the midsection and hitting a jaw breaker with his knee. The falling Edge's head ended up tripping the referee. Trips had an evil smirk on his face as he went to the outside, checked under the ring for something, then brought out a sledgehammer. He banged it on the steel steps once before coming into the ring with it. Edge got up and was in perfect position for the beatdown when the jeering crowd suddenly erupted in cheers as Matt Hardy made his run-in, coming into the ring and hitting Triple H hard, square in the face with a thundering right hand! Lita smiled at this, as her ex-boyfriend helped out her current lover further by clotheslining Triple H outside the ring, then flying over the ropes in a cross body takedown of him! Matt got up, doing the V1 sign and getting a great mixed reaction, mostly consistent of cheers. He then picked up Triple H, placed him straight into the ring, slid in himself, and went up on the second turnbuckle. He did the yodel which normally leads to the Downfall leg drop, but it could not work right, because someone pulled his leg right when he jumped so that he tripped and fell on his face. That someone… was Ric Flair!
Batista ran out to ringside, went around the ring to the other side, and pulled Matt Hardy out of the ring. He set Hardy underneath and powerbombed him through the announcers' table! Randy Orton, who just came out of the crowd at that exact time, stalked away at the Rated R Superstar. As soon as Edge turned around in Randy's direction, a certain slithering Legend Killer leapt up and gave him the RKO!
Gregory Helms and Shannon Moore then came out to the ring to try to do something about this. The two 3 Count partners double teamed on Orton in the corner, punching and kicking away at him. After awhile, Batista finally interrupted Gregory and Shannon, knocking both men's heads together. He picked up Helms, irishwhipped him, and hit him with the Leviathan Spinebuster. The Prince of Punk hit the Animal from behind, but it really had no effect, except for letting Batista know he was there. Flair got into the ring and kept Shannon from running away. Batista kicked him in the midsection, set him underneath, and hit him with the Batista Bomb. Lita then came into the ring and dropkicked Batista's chest, staggering him enough for him to need to leave the ring! The revived Queen of Extreme then went up to repeat Matt Hardy's earlier action on Triple H, but it did not quite work, as Batista caught her in mid-air, then placed her in the ring. He signaled for the Naitch to come into the ring, and he did so, stomping Lita's leg a few times, after which momentarily locked in a Figure Four leg lock on her!
Having done away with the Edge Army, Awesome Adam included, the Evolution members all left the ring, went over the security rail, and left through the stands, whose people did not receive them exactly like heroes. The Edge Army members in the ring all rolled out and laid there on the outside.
Christian Cage was then seen at the top of the ramp, looking at the whole seen. The fans cheered like hell when they saw him. He looked to his Peeps in the arena, who then went into a chant of "GO HELP EDGE! GO HELP EDGE!" And for what reason? Triple H was getting up on his feet, while Edge was laying there motionless from that RKO. Christian then asked the people if they really wanted to see him help out his old friend, and they surprinslgly continued to cheer their heads off. Cage broke out with a smile before running down and sliding into the ring, then quickly trapping Triple H's arms from behind and twisting him into the Unprettier! Christian rolled out of the ring and did his usual chest thump and point to the fired up Peeps, yelling out the words "I'm Captain Charisma, and that's how I roll!" as he left the area.
Following this was when the ref finally got on his feet, and Edge was able to crawl towards a cover. The announcers were expecting the insanity that just went down to produce us a new WWE Heavyweight Champion. The ref counted. 1… 2… Triple H put a shoulder up! This isn't over! After the referee's stand-up count reached eight, both Edge and Triple H began to get on their feet. Trips kicked out the sledgehammer, which had been in the ring this whole time, blocked Edge's right hand, and got a right hand of his own in. As Edge struggled to get up, Trips did the old Degeneration X crotch chop pose, arousing many cheers within the crowd. He picked up Edge and set him up for the Pedigree, but got a big back body drop for his efforts, as Edge made the reversal! As soon as the Game got up, he ended up feeling perfect Edgecution! Edge then stalked away at Triple H in order to go for a Spear. When Trips got up, Edge was about to go for a Spear when a flame burst at the stage, leading to a fanatic eruption. When the flame finally died out a few seconds later, the Cerebral Assassin kicked Edge in the midsection and finally hit the Pedigree on his enemy. Trips covered Edge. 1… 2… 3!
"Here is your winner, and still your WWE Heavyweight Champion, Triple H!"
The music of the Game came on, but he was in no physical strength to celebrate. Batista came out, though, and helped Trips up, after which he raised his hand to tell the world that Trips just kept his title. The championship was handed to the Sledgehammer Villain, who finally mustered up the strength to do his "I am the Game!" pose in the middle of the ring. Batista and Triple H left the ring, proud of this somewhat very controversial title victory. However, the night was not over yet. The Latin American Exchange's music hit, and the fans liked it. Konnan came out with a WWE microphone and stood at the stage.
"Hey, Triple H. Big Batista. Guess what: Edge and Christian are both out your window, so now is the time. Cena and I thought it best for me to come out here and tell you we're comin' in after you this week. My boys and I will see you on Friday Night Smackdown. Hola le! Arriba la raza!"
The crowd cheered as the cocky Thug Pounder spoke these words and retreated to the back. Trips and Batista looked at each other and knew that Friday night was gonna be a long one.
a/n: Sorry, peeps. I got nothin' to say this time. Just remember that recognition of opinions is a spirit booster, and that I like reviews. Peace out, everyone.
-P. Dizzle
