Disclaimer: Standard, I own crap. Title inspired by the song Haunted by Evanescence.
Rating: R for sexual situations, (ie rape) in later chapters. Otherwise a clean PG-13 for language and violence.
Summary: When one of the RAW diva's is attacked, it brings the un-likeliest group of people together.
Notes: Thank you to the reviewers..didn't know how this would be received. To: Dark_Samarian- count on Kane being in this story in a big way, but not until later. To: twistah_ -yes Evolution will play a fairly big role. And to huntersgurl34- yes! right on the money with the song..which has reminded me I needed to add that to the disclaimer
On that note, I'll say this: I have the story written in my mind, final pairings are set along with good peeps and bad peeps. Slightly darker than what I've written so far, but well..fic. dictates for that environment. Just a small side note: Evolution's role will be primairly for comic relief..at least for now. With all of that said..read on.
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Chapter 1
Lita sipped her soda, hugging a pillow close as she, Stacy and Nidia settled in for the night. Nidia had *yet* to speak about whatever happened to her, but then Lita didn't really expect her to. As it were, Stacy was sprawled out on one of the beds, while Lita had given up her bed for one of the chairs in the room. From her current spot, she could see Stacy's eyelids growing heavier..and Nidia's protective mannerisms. She set the can on the floor, tucking her legs beneath her..watching the young diva's movements from the corner of her eye.
"You can go ahead and sleep there" Lita fluffed the pillow in her arms. "Chair'll do."
"I-" Nidia bit her lip, looking between the two. "It's not necessary."
Stacy waved a hand. "You're the guest..you can be comfy."
Nidia nodded in response. "Why are you two being so nice to me?" Her tone was bland, not offensive and yet also lacked warmth. "I mean..I don't mean to be ungrateful..it's just-"
"Not everyone is like Gail, Trish or Molly" Lita shrugged, tucking her hair into a loose ponytail. "Just that some people tend to forget that we were all the new girl in the locker room at some point."
"Guess so" Nidia leaned back against the headboard, drawing her legs closer to her chest. "Not much different than SmackDown."
"Somethin' like that" Lita conceded. "Fair share of jerks like Hunter, biotchy diva's like Trish and good people..like us."
"But" Stacy held up a hand, rolling to her stomach. "There is one advantage to being on RAW"
"If you say Randy Orton" Lita shot a look at her friend. "I will kill you."
"I was going to say that it's easier to sneak out early" Stacy stuck her tounge out at the red head. "Which it is..Vince doesn't visit RAW as much and Eric usually has his head too far up his own ass to notice."
"Is that why you two were gone?" Nida's voice was still bland, but her tone had gotten quieter. "After the tag team match..I went back to the locker room. You two were gone."
"Well.." Lita turned slightly in the chair, draping her legs over the arm. "We didn't exactly leave at that point. We had to wait around for Chris to have his Highlight Reel..then yeah" She chuckled softly. "We kinda snuck out."
Nidia nodded, resting her chin on her knees. "Molly and Gail were long gone by then..Trish was out in the ring.. Then I noticed the lockers to either side of mine were empty" She let out a breath. "I was too busy watching the monitor after I got out of the shower..Shelton took on Hunter.."
"Next time we'll wait for you" Stacy offered quietly, rolling to her side to assess Nidia.
"That was when it happened" Nidia closed her eyes, bringing her forehead to her knees. "I was alone in the locker room..and that was when it happened."
Lita exchanged a look with Stacy, but didn't say a word. And although Lita wanted to say something, cease the nagging guilt in her, she waited; allowing the young diva a chance to collect her thoughts.
Nidia let out another breath, addressing the two in the room but would not lift her head. "I didn't see his face..couldn't tell you how tall he was. Just that he scared the living hell out of me. I can tell you..he knows who I am..he knows my name..and.." Her voice trailed off as an audible sob was emitted from the now shaking diva. "He was looking for someone else..said I would do..that he heard the one he was looking for would be there." She shook her head against her knees, her shoulders shaking as she continued. "I don't want to go back to that locker room..or be on RAW..or be in the WWE.."
Lita hopped up from the chair, sitting on the edge of the bed. "We'll start makin' sure you're locker is always between ours."
"No" Nidia lifted her head, wiping in vain at the tears "It'll only happen again..it's not safe.."
"Nidia.." Lita sighed in slight frustration. "Together we're stronger..if we just stick together."
"Don't you understand" Nidia stared straight ahead at the well meaning diva. "I was just in the way...a message to be sent..he was looking for one of you..but he got me." She buried her face in her hands, crying softly.
"And since we weren't there.." Lita frowned as she trailed off, chewing on her bottom lip. "Well this just makes life a tad more interesting."
"Did he tell you who?" Stacy sat up, tucking her legs underneath her. "I know Li and I aren't exactly popular with quite a few people."
"Stace" Lita hissed to the blonde, making a motion with her hand. "I really think we should drop the subject now."
"It was someone I know..or someone I knew..someone who knows you" Nidia rocked back and forth, her face still in her hands. "I can't tell you anymore..because I don't know anymore.."
"Then let's talk about something else" Lita scooted closer, but kept a comfortable distance. She opened her mouth to continue, but was cut off by the loud music, blaring through the ceiling. "For cryin' out loud." She rolled her eyes, looking upwards at the shaking overhead light. "I don't mind so much since it's something I like..but must they blast their music at this time of night?"
"Linkin Park" Nidia stated quietly, wiping away the tears once more. "I hear this a lot at home."
"Shane and I had his neighbors call the cops on us once for disturbing the peace because of it" Lita smirked slightly, but sent one last determined look at the ceiling. "But they are not disturbing my peace" She hopped off the bed, slipping her flip flops back on. "I shall return."
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While Lita was off to confront the occupants of the hotel room directly above hers, three floors down a few people were holding their own little party. However, instead of a nice, little happy ambiance..the atmosphere surrounding this room was dark and disturbing.
"She wasn't there" A rather large indivdual crossed his arms, addressing the other male in the room.
"That's impossible" The lone female snapped. "I know for a fact she was there tonight."
"Maybe" The man shrugged, "But when I got there..she wasn't there. Someone else was though."
"Can you do this again?" The other male sized up the man in front of him. "Or do you think this other person will rat?"
The man under question smirked. "I know she won't rat..and if she does, I'll just have to silence her."
"She'll be there next time" The woman crossed her arms. "She needs to be taken care of."
"I'll take care of her, make no mistakes about that. So long as you" He pointed to the female. "Can feed me the right information."
"You just worry about holding up your end of this deal" The female tossed her hair. "I'll feed you all the damn information you need. So long as you take her down and out..for good."
The man shrugged. "I owe her..payback is a bitch."
"Right anyway" The other male coughed, looking between the other two. "We'll be in Texas and Mexico Friday and Saturday,.then back to Texas. Next Monday we'll be in Houston, Texas. I'll have a ticket waiting in your name at the airport."
"That would be helpful. Should I just meet you before the show?"
"I'll meet you" The female took over the situation. "And this time..make sure you get the right one."
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As the three finalized their plans and plot, Lita was in the middle of knocking- for the eighth time. Whomever was occupying this room was sure taking their sweet ass time and the red head was only getting more flustered by the minute. Just as she was looking for the nearest heavy object to pound on the door, approaching footsteps halted her movements.
"Lita" Triple H swung the door open, staring down at the red head. "To what do I owe this unpleasent visit?"
"Well Sleeping Ugly" The diva placed a hand on her hip, assesing the Game's sleeping attire. "It appears that the loud music disturbing the peace in my hotel room, originates from this one."
"Then why don't you do something about it?" He smirked, eyeing her in the same manner. "Buy some ear plugs and leave us the hell alone."
"I will do something about it" Lita crossed her arms, pushing past her advesary. "And it won't cost me a thing" She rolled her eyes, marching right into the Evolution hotel suite. "As much as I do enjoy Linkin Park..I don't enjoy Linkin Park being blasted through the ceiling at 12:00 a.m."
"That stereo goes off..over my dead body" Batista eyed the red head, moving from his spot near the stereo she was heading for. "So why don't you take your little pajama wearing ass out?"
"Believe it or not..the no shirt and boxers?" Lita raised a brow "That look only works for attractive people"
"Like myself" Randy smirked from one of the couches. "But as he said..get out"
"Make me assclown" Lita tsk'd. "I came here for a reason, I'm not leaving until I fullfill the reason. So..turn it off."
"And why should I do that?" Batista kept his gaze on her, crossing his arms. "Convince me"
Lita pressed her lips into a firm line, attempting to side step him. "My room-mates and I need our rest." She waited a moment, sending a look to Randy before adding. "Considering that a certain blonde has a hot date tomorrow night."
"I meant a good reason" Batista wouldn't budge. "So keep trying or get out."
"Well" The red head bit her lip, her eyes darting around the room. "Since I unexpectadly received another roomie..and y'all have plenty of space. I'll just camp out here."
"Like hell you will" Hunter grabbed her forearm. "Out"
"Turn it off and I'll leave" Lita grabbed the coffee table nearest to her.
"How about you just leave?" Batista refused to back down. "And I'll turn this up"
"Turn it down and I'll leave" Lita set her jaw, locking eyes with the big man.
"Kiss my ass"
"Bite me"
"Blow me"
"In your dreams.." Lita rolled her eyes, "Turn it down."
"For the love of all that is holy" Ric Flair exited from one of the rooms heading straight to the stereo. "First, it's this music keepin' me awake. Now this" He shot a look between the three in front of the stereo. "Nature Boy has had enough" With a purpose, he un-plugged the stereo. "Now..get out"
"Thanks" Lita quirked a smile, yanking her arm from Hunter's grip. "If I have a bruise..you're going to be hurting." She straightened out her tank top, marching back towards the door.
"That applies to the two of you too" The mentor of the quartet looked between Hunter and Batista. "Out"
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Lita was just stepping in to the elevator, and the door's had just closed when a hand stopped the door. Much to her disdain, Hunter and Batista (pillows and blankets in tow) stepped in the elevator. While at first, Lita could barely contain the laughter at the sight of two of the more intimaditing people on RAW holding pillows and blankets like 4 year olds running to Momma; she was more than frustrated when she learned why. Or, more like where they intended to go..since they had been kicked out of their hotel room. At first, she didn't think they were serious; but as she stood outside of her hotel room with her key card poised it all made sense.
"Just why should I let the two of you in here?" Lita looked to either side of the pillow and blanket toting Evolution members. "The hall has more than enough space."
"Because if it hadn't been for you" Hunter frowned. "We would still be sleeping in our own hotel suite."
"I already told y'all..capacity in this hotel room is full" She smiled rather smugly, tucking the keycard back in her pocket. "So it's in the halls for the two of you."
"Then we'll just sleep in front of the door" Hunter leaned against the wall. "Wouldn't that be a pity if you were unable to leave in the morning."
"It is morning dimwit" She pursed her lip "So find a nice piece of carpeting..and don't let the bed bugs bite."
"We will" Hunter nodded to Batista, who in turn grabbed the key card. "In your hotel room."
"Give me that" Lita frowned, attempting to wrench the key card back.
"Interesting..seeing you squirm like this" Batista held the key card higher. "I think I rather enjoy it."
"You would..freak" Lita stood on tip toe, but to no avail.
Stacy, whom had been watching from the peephole, chose that moment to open the door, collapsing in a heap of laughter at the sight in front of her. She bit back another giggle. "There's plenty of floor space..Hunter and Batista" She opened the door wider for the three. "And Li? When you" Stacy coughed, assesing the red head's current position. "Get down..the two chairs are pushed together for you."
Lita glared at the diva in the doorway. "How long have you been standing there?"
Stacy shrugged as the three cut the childish actions and entered the room. "Long enough to know that if you kept that up..Nidia would wake up."
"Right" Lita took that moment to grab her key card back, placing it on the table. "Sorry about that..but at least the music is off."
"Then mission accomplished right?" Stacy returned to the sanctuary of her bed. "Good night Li."
"Night Stace" Lita went over to the chairs, which were in fact pushed together to make a temporary bed. "I'd turn down the bed for you" Her voice dripped with sarcasm as she addressed the two newest roomies. "But, carpets are hard to fluff."
"Carpets are hard to fluff" Batista mimicked her voice. "If it hadn't been for you, I'd be sleeping in a nice, big comfy bed right now."
"Screw you..now I have to share space with yet another person." She glanced sideways to Hunter. "And a dog."
"Oh just shut up" Hunter tossed his pillow and blankets down. "Do you really think this is how I want to spend the night?"
"You think this is how I wanted to spend the night?" Lita huffed, settling on the chair-bed. "I wanted to grab as much rest as possible..since I won't have much time at home."
"Then do us both a favor and shut up" Batista tossed his pillow and blankets down. "Pain in the ass."
Lita lifted a brow, peering over the side of the chair. "I'm the pain in the ass? You are the one who was blasting music at odd hours of the night."
"Keep it down" Stacy grumbled from her bed. "Some of us are trying to sleep"
Lita laid back down. "Well..bad night and horrid dreams to you both"
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Just as the three not in beds finally settled down at the oh so lovely time of 2:30 a.m. They were all woken by the scream coming from one of the beds. Lita shot straight up, half falling and tripping in her rushed attempt to reach Nidia. Stacy..whom was the only person still sleeping soundly, only rolled to her other side when Lita hissed for her help. Hunter grumbled from his spot on the floor, but did not move. Batista on the other hand, was now rubbing his side..where a bare foot had recently connected. Lita perched on the bed, tissues and a damp washcloth now in hand, whispering words of comfort to the shaken diva. By the time Nidia had re-settled; Lita found herself leaning back against the bed, staring straight across the room. That was until, a soft knock at the door stirred the two still awake.
"Everything okay in here?" Chris Benoit leaned slightly in front of Chris Jericho. "Chris and I heard a scream."
"Everything's fine Chris and Chris" Lita rubbed at her shoulder. "Sorry for the disturbance."
"What are they doing in here?" Chris Jericho peered over the red head's shoulder.
"Long story Chris" Lita waved it off, attempting to shut the door. "I'll explain later."
"It wasn't because of them..was it?" Chris Benoit raised a brow at the sight in front of him. "Because if it was-"
"No it wasn't" Batista cut him off. "She said she'd explain later..good night." He shut the door before either Chris could utter another word.
"Well that was rude" Lita rolled her eyes, moving back to her makeshift bed. "They're called friends moron, try finding some." She yawned, reaching blindly to re-adjust her pillow.
"It worked didn't it?" He re-settled in his spot on the floor. "And for your information, I have friends."
"Friends like yours are better described as enemies" She let out a sigh of exhaustion. "Good night."
He yawned, rolling to his side. "...Night."
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Author speaking: I really don't know how to explain this chapter. Just hope it wasn't too confusing, dull, stupid..what have you.