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From Give me a HELL YEAH

CM PUNK now had a microphone and was heading down the ramp to the ring. Climbing the stairs, he slid through the ropes and strutted over to Maria. Maria turned her head in horror as he grabbed her and pulled her in for a kiss, trying to slip his tongue into her mouth. Repulsed, she pushed him backwards and went to leave the ring, only to find the Boogeyman leering up at her, his mouth full of worms. She screamed and tumbled back into the ring where Phil picked her up by her hair and made her stand, capturing her pain on the microphone. Chants of "We want CENA" were reverberating around the arena, getting louder as the fans began to get scared for Maria. The whole time this was happening, JR and King were valiently trying get close to the ring to distract CM so Maria could escape, but Paul Burchill, Chris Kay and Aaron Stevens had them trapped. PUNK pursed his lips and spat in the microphone."Yuck, who knows what I just caught? Guys, here's a hint if you want to kiss a WWE diva - choose a classy one - Maria is simply a dirty tramp! He gestured to the audience . "We all know how she got her job." The audience was now silent, wanting to hear what CM had to say. Where was John?

"Right about now," CM said, strolling back and forward across the ring. "I guess you're expecting your Champ to hit the ring. Save the girl. Take her backstage. Knock her up ... wait no, that's Lita we're talking about! You're waiting for your Champ to come and rescue Maria - possibly the dumbest individual on this planet. He comes ringside, brings his friends, and we have an all out brawl. Do you wanna see that?"

The crowd responded with a "HELL YEAH!"

"Do you want to see Maria get rescued and the WWE Superstars kill off the pride that is OVW?"

"HELL YEAH!"

"Well ... it ain't going to happen. Wanna know why? Watch this." With his free hand he pointed towards the Titantron. The crowd erupted when they saw John running though the halls, seemingly to come and rescue his girl. Suddenly, out of nowhere, OVW's Da Beast stepped in front of John and laid him out with a massive clothesline. Jason and John Riggs stood watching as John tried to stand up, grabbing on to the wall and pulling himself to a vertical base. Frowning, Da Beast blasted a chop into Johns abdomen. Still nothing. John got back up. "Nothing," he gasped "Is stopping me from getting out there."

From the ring CM began to shout"C'MON RIGGS! Do something!" The three OVW wrestlers stepped toward John menacingly, but he stood his ground. And why shouldn't he? The camera momentarily panned the faces of the OVW boys, showing their determination and excitement turning into utter dismay. When the camera turned around again, the fans saw why the wrestlers looked so shocked. Before them stood four WWE superstars and three divas, along with Cenas brother and Becki.

The WWEs' very own wrecking crew.

And now ... the fun continues ..

Glen Jacobs and Rob Van Dam were watching the scene intently from the locker room. Both were extremely puzzled; they knew by now that CM PUNK had obviously gone totally postal, and that half the roster was out to kill him. What they didn't understand was why they weren't involved!

As Glen hit the volume, the remaining superstars gathered around, watching the ensuing chaos out in the ring. Judging by the smiles on some faces, and the incensed look of fury on others, it was obvious that things were about to get a hell of a lot more hectic out there. Watching as the Boogeyman spat his worms at Maria, and Da Beast took a shot on John, he picked up the remote and threw it against the far wall. Although he was one of the kindest and most respected guys in the locker room, his character also had some real life beginnings; if someone got on his bad side then you better believe they knew about it.

He stood in front of the screen and scrutinised the wrestlers before him like a drill sargeant. "I'm going out there, and I'm going to restore some pride to this roster! We've been invaded, by OVW of all people! I'm not going out there alone god dammit. I'm going to have some company, and the lot of you better be bloody well with me," he ordered.

"Woah woah woah," said a voice from the back." I don't answer to you baldy, I have no reason to go out there and save Cena's scrawny little ass. Matter of fact, those OVW boys look like they could use a hand."

Glen looked at the lone figure, incredulous."Adam, you've got to be kidding."

The R Rated Superstar stood to the side of the room and shook his head firmly. 'I'm not helping that little shit do nothing, and I sure as help ain't gonna help you rescue that slut Maria."

"Fine," Glen growled."Well regardless of whatever the hell you're doing, I'm going out there to raise some hell. Who's with me?"

His eyes roamed the room, staring down every last superstar. His method of intimidation worked. Before long Rob, Rene Dupree, Paul Wright and Carlito had moved to stand behind him. Glen glared at the rest of the wrestlers who were standing between him and Adam." What are the rest of you going to do? Are you going to go out there and bust some blockheads from Ohio or are you gonna stand here?"

"I'm not losing my job over this," said Val Venis sullenly. "I'm not moving."

"Val," said Glen, highly exasperated. "Staying in here will mean that your job is toast, there won't be a bloody roster!" Val quickly moved to stand behind Carlito as Todd Grisham spoke up.

"I can't wrestle. I've never even been in a frigin' match! What do you want me to do?" Glen stared at him. And stared. And stared. Grisham quickly headed over to stand beside Val, followed by Eugene and Danny Basham. All that was remaining in the centre of the room were Shelton, Viscera, Snitsky, Chris Masters and the Spirit Squad.

Adam raised his chin in the air. "Y'know it's pretty safe to assume these boys are here with me." With a deft look the above mentioned stars filed in to stand behind Adam, who looked Glen directly in the eyes. "And you can assume that Amy, Mickie, Candice and Victoria are here too."

Glen stepped forward, his height no great advantage over Adam. "Fine. Just know that if there still is a roster when all this is over, we're going to make your lives a living hell. You're disowning everything to join PUNK and those OVW deadbeats. You're about to let you're own Champion get decimated, and you don't even have a problem with it." Nose to nose they faced off, neither wanting to step back and give away any advantage.

"No sweat. It won't rest on my conscience. I've never been much of a follower, and this shit hole doesn't mean a hell of a lot to me right about now." He swept an arm around the room. "Look at you. He says jump you say how high? You guys do the same thing to Vince, to Steph, to Shane. Screw it. I'm sick of it, and there ain't no way I'm going to save Cena."

"Does it look like I'm following an agenda?" Glen leered. "This is no order from Vince, no storyline to speak off. Granted, it's time we busted this place up and had a good ol' breakdown, doing things on our own terms. This just isn't about rescuing the Champ, it's about getting it done. You can't tell me you're happy with your story lines, the way you get treated round here."

"Well I'm not kissing Vince's ass and starring in some lame horror movie." The tension in the room could be cut with a knife. "You're so busy pissing in the bosses back pocket ..." A bemused voice laced with anger interrupted from the door.

"Pissing in my pocket Mr Copeland? Doubtful. And busting this place up? Not any time soon Mr Jacobs." Vince stood in the door arms crossed. "This is the biggest cock-up in WWE history and I'm not allowing ANY of you clowns to GO OUT THERE! If you want to keep your jobs you'll sit right back down and SHUT THE HELL UP!"

Glen turned to the group behind him and saw them staring at the television screen. Maria was in the ring and try as they might, John and the others hadn't made it to her just yet. Phil was ripping into her and the OVW superstars at ringside were lurking dangerously close. Turning back to Vince Glen pointed at the screen. "It's a cock-up but you're letting it continue? Shit Vince this is the best thing I've seen on WWE tv for years! At the mercy of sounding like a two-faced prick, this is hot - and I'm going out there and buying in."

"The best thing on WWE PROGRAMMING?" Vince spluttered. "How dare you disrespect my daughter like that! She's head of Creative, and you're completely ..."

"Right," spoke up a voice. It was Stephanie, sounding a little defeated. "He's right, the story lines have been shit. And the situation out there is out of control. We need you guys out there; all of you regardless, to restore some order."

"But .. but," Stuttered Vince.

"Dad, face it. This is gold!" The gleam had returned to Stephanie's eye and her face glowed a healthy pink. "It's a torrid love triangle! A fight for the belt, and the biggest ratings puller we've had in years! The fans think Maria and John are perfect together! Don't you get it? This is a goldmine!" The Chairman looked at his daughter as though she was delusional.

"ARE YOU CRAZY? Because of this damn fiasco we have to change story lines, take a whole new angle to the show! I had no problem with PUNK running things but this is ridiculous!"he thundered. "Take a step out of that door and you're all FIRRRRREEEDDDDD." His face was flushed and he was angry. Vince had never been so disrespected in his entire life, and never by anyone in his own family!

Glen looked at Steph. She didn't care any longer, she'd tried convincing her father to listen to her. Now she just wanted Maria out of there and safe. "If you get out there now and pull this off, save Maria and get those bastards out of here your job will be here when you get back." She said quietly. "I want this locker room cleared. Now."

The superstars looked at one another and flooded the doorway, heading in two different directions. Glen pulled his boys to the right, hoping to head the group through to the ring from the side of the stage, while Adam headed left to come out through the crowd.

Vince looked at his daughter like he was going to explode. "STEPHANIE MARIE MCMAHON-LEVESQUE WHAT HAVE YOU DONE?"

Taking a deep breath she replied, "I can explain."

"You had better be able too! You have single handedly destroyed the McMahon empire in one evening!"

"Dear, that's highly unlikely," said Linda McMahon." You've been in charge for over 30 years and it hasn't failed. You've pulled worse things than this."

Back out at the ring ...

Maria was crying in terror as Phil dragged her around the ring. He'd torn off her clothing, and she was standing in her underwear. 'John ... John, I need you!' she cried inside her head. RAW had officially finished over fifteen minutes ago, yet the fans stayed glued to their seats, afraid to move and not wanting to attract Phil's attention. The boys from OVW were stalking around the ring, and they were seemingly preventing anyone from coming to Maria's rescue. Where was everyone, the fans wondered. They knew that John was coming, and so were Paul and the rest but what about the rest of the superstars? After witnessing Da Beast and John, they were restless. If CM PUNK was starting to worry about his master plan being threatened, he didn't let it show. Phil had started to preach from the centre of the ring, acting even stranger than usual. There was no telling what he would do.

"Tonight," he announced."Is a great night for CM PUNK. It is a great night for Ohio Valley Wrestling, and a great night for John Cena. Why? Because he gets to get beaten up, smashed, pulverised, whatever you want to call it! He will suffer at the hands of OVW and the 24/7 CRUSADE! John Cena has something that is mine - the WWE HEAVYWEIGHT TITLE! And that's what this is all about folks!"

The fans looked at each other in dismay. Then where did Maria fit into this? Catching their expression, Phil decided to elaborate.

"That's right! None of this is about Maria!" The diva in question was tossed to the mat, where she was trying to cover herself with arms, but it was too late. The fans finally saw the bruises that covered her body, the cuts and the welts. Phil continued. "I don't love Maria; I never did - this was only a ploy to sweeten the deal people! Maria and Cena were tighter than tight - it was soooooo bleedingly obvious to anyone that he loved her! So, to hit him hard, and get what I wanted, I made her think I cared. Told her that she needed me, that she couldn't live without me. Got her onside, told her that Cena didn't give a shit. It worked a charm - I got the girl, broke the Champ's heart and here I am."

The audience gasped. This wasn't news to Maria; she sort of knew by now that she'd been used, but to the fans this was hot stuff. This was real they realised, all of it. The beatings, the abuse, John getting hurt. This wasn't a storyline. A ripple of panic tore through the crowd, someone had to get Maria out of there. Phil could lose it at anytime.

"And as my last hurrah, my going away present from the boys at OVW, they're here to help me take the WWE by storm! Nothing, no one can get through! No one will survive the crusade, our invasion! Cena and the WWE as you know it dies tonight!" A grave voice sounded over the speakers, as a bunch of wrestlers rushed the ring from side of stage.

"Not if we have anything to do with it."

Glen appeared on the stage and signalled his crew to come out. Rob Van Dam, Rene Dupree, Todd Grisham and Carlito headed up the ramp to stall anyone trying to escape and to help John and the others when the time came. Paul Burchill, Chris Kay and Aaron Stevens abandoned the ringside announcers they had been harassing and joined the Boogeyman, Danny Inferno, Chris Cage and Brent Albright in defending CM as Eugene, Val Venis, Danny Basham and Big Show converged upon the ring.

All hell had broken lose. The sound of steel and bone colliding was heard as Show whipped Chris Cage into the steel steps. Show was moving with relative ease, surprising as he had Danny Inferno hagning off his back. He reversed into a metal pole and Infernos head snapped back, causing him to fall in a pile on the floor. The Boogeyman had an advantage over Val, slamming him into the announce table, while Eugene cracked a chair over the head of Brent Albright before Danny Basham picked him up and t-boned him to the floor.

Not to be outdone, Adam commandeered his men over the security barriers and straight into the fray. The Spirit Squad bolted up the ramp and became engaged in battle with Van Dam and the others, while Shelton, Viscera, Snitsky and Chris Masters jumped into action. With Inferno, Albright and Chris Cage already down, they launched themselves upon Show, Eugene and Danny. JR and King were now back at their mics, issuing a play by play commentary of the massacre before them.

"What is going on?" screeched King." This is outrageous!" Phil was pacing frantically around the ring, not believing what he was seeing. They were out numbered, no question.

"Someone has to help Maria,"implored JR."Where is John Cena?"

Ask and you shall receive, thought Shawn wryly as the others emerged from the top of the ramp, Da Beast and the Riggs boys hot on their tails. He took in the carnage; wrestlers moaning in pain while others were still inflicting pain. Glen had just taken down Adam and the Spirit Squad were getting their asses handed to them, with no thanks to Todd Grisham, who was cowering behind Carlito. Maria was in the ring, trying vainly to crawl away from Phil. John turned and addressed them all.

"Shawn, Charlie, Pete, Paul ... Jericho? When did you show up?" he asked surprised.

"Why, you miss me?"

"No. I still got it in for you after what happened before you left," he joked before turning serious."But follow what I say and we'll get along just swell." The Canadian wrestler opened his mouth to speak but thought better of it. He nodded, and John continued. "You guys get down there and raise some hell." The guys took off and swarmed the boys from OVW, who were beginning to realise what was going on. Even with some WWE stars on their side they had no chance.

"Bec head to the back and get some clothes and a trainer for Maria." Seeing her about to argue he raised his hand." No objections. You don't fight, I don't want you getting hurt." She nodded regretfully and headed backstage the way she had come, ducking blows as she went.

He was about to give directions to Ashley, Torrie and Trish but before he had a chance Mickie James, Amy and Victoia ran out from stage left. Trish led the girls who took off, only to be joined be Beth Phoenix, who started the brawling on the floor.

"Dan, get in that ring and get Maria out! Take her backstage and get her to Steph and the others." Dan hesitated, looking at his brother. "I'm fine, go!" John ran down the ramp and entered the ring, standing a foot infront of Phil. Dan grabbed Maria and carried her up the ramp and out of sight. John took a final look at Phil.

"You bastard." he muttered as he swung at the Chicago native, connecting with his jaw. Eyes blazing, Phil took a step forward.

"You shouldn't have done that." He took a swing at John and landed a perfect right hook.

It was on.

Chris Benoit grabbed a mic and headed to the ramp. As much as he hated siding with PUNK, he had to admit this was one of Stephs better ideas. He'd been able to protect Maria if only for a short time and let Jericho talk to her. He only hoped that she'd been told he wasn't really on Phils side and that this was all a work. He already knew the fans thought he was a traitor. Oh well, here goes nothing he thought. Busting through the curtains he yelled "OVW OUT!"

Under his direction Robert Brisko, Dean Hill,Elijah Burke, Kousin Krazy and Ken Doane sprinted down the ramp. The Ohio boys now had a slight advantage, as Pete had hit the deck and Charlie was laid out cold.

The sound of glass smashing shook the arena as Stone Cold Steve Austin chased Brisko down the ramp and through the crowd, and before anyone realised WWE road agent Dean Malenko and Ric Flair slipped over the announce table and together took out Viscera. WWE on WWE, OVW on WWE and vice versa. This was no fight, it was an all out brawl. Albright and Cage were slumped over one another, knocked unconcious.The fans were stunned as they saw their favourite stars ripped and torn, clocked with chairs and thrown into each other. The divas were pulling hair and Victoria screamed as Torrie raked her nails over the former Womens Champions face.

Backstage, Dan had just reached Pauls locker room. Stephanie jumped to her feet to check on Maria as Vince and Linda argued in the background. Becki came running into the room with a trainer and a shirt of Johns for Maria to wear. She was just closed the door when it was ripped open again.

"Dad," panted Shane McMachon. "You've got to get out here."

Back to the ring ...

Vince strode out of the Gorilla. To his left, Rob Van Dam and Carlito were cracking the heads of Mikey and Kenny together. To his right, Renee Dupree had just finished throwing Johnny off the stage, sending him on to the tables three metres below. Nicky was nowhere to be seen as Todd Grisham eagerly put his boot to the lifeless form of Mitch, glad that he could finally help.

Gawking in total amazement at the mess before him, Vince grabbed his microphone and yelled out, "STOP THIS RIGHT NOW!"

Everybody immediately froze. The fans were so enthralled by the whole spectacle that they hadn't even noticed Vince arrive. The divas stopped clawing at each other and Trish pulled back on delviering a chick kick to Mickie James as John warily turned to face the chairman, while still avoiding turning his back on Phil.

"I LEAVE YOU OUT HERE FOR FIVE MINUTES AND LOOK AT THE PLACE!" He screamed. "I don't know what to be more upset it! That my divas are fighting each other, my own wrestlers have turned against each other or that the idiot I some how gave a contract too has invited all his little friends over for a party! I don't want to hear excuses! HELL, I don't even want an explanation! OVW, get out of my ring and out of my arena! ALL OF YOU!"

The look on Vinces face was priceless; the vein in his head looked like it was about to burst and his skin was purple. He clearly meant business. Seeing CM's objections at the OVW boys having to leave he started again."NO EXCEPTIONS! OVW, OUT NOW!" Dutifully they left. Stopping to support those who couldn't walk on their own, the wrestlers headed past Vince and up the ramp. "DIVAS, OUT!" Victoria, Mickie and Amy slunk off, followed by Trish, Ashley and Torrie who all shot sympathetic looks at John in the ring.

"WWE SUPERSTARS, TRAITORS, UNEMPLOYED, WHATEVER YOU'RE CALLING YOURSELVES THESE DAYS SCRAM!" Vince again took the mike as Phil tried to leave. "Uh-huh, Cena, Brooks stay exactly were you are."

Picking up the fallen, the wrestlers all made their way to the back, Shawn, Paul, Pete, Jericho and Charlie all heading to find Steph. Benoit hung back inside the curtain just out of view; as much as he wanted to see if Maria was okay, he still had to pretend he was faithful to Phil.

"PUNK, when I said you had the main event match, I did not, repeat, DID NOT, give you free reign over my wrestlers and my arena. Cena, you directly disobeyed me, but now I think I see why. You two want each other? Fine. You've got it. Next week, live on RAW it will be John Cena vs CM PUNK," Vince paused for dramatic effect. The cameras were still running, and the show had to finish smoohtly after all. "John Cena

vs. PUNK, in a no holds barred, no disqualifications lumber jack match! Winner takes all!"

He paused again, and the fans began to stand, thinking the show was over.

"Winner takes all," he repeated slowly." Belt, title, your WWE contract ..." the audience couldn't believe this, this was what they'd been waiting for for years. The WWE looked like it was having some life breathed into it again. Tonight had been amazing, they could only hope that next week was as good too. They waited for Vince to finish, a buzz in the air.

"Belt, title, your WWE contract ..." Vince smirked. This would teach them not to mess with the boss. "And ... Maria."

Johns jaw just about hit the mat. That was taking it too far. He turned to see Phil laugh and wink at him. "See you next week Cena. Like I said, you WILL be next."

Phil slid out of the ring, heading up the ramp to where Vince had just disappeared behind the curtain. The fans were still standing there, watching Cena, the only one now in the ring. Slowly, they began to clap. Louder and louder they became as Torrie and Bec re-appeared at the top of the ramp. John stared at the fans, amazed. He'd totally forgotten they were there. He raised a hand in salute, thanking them as they went on their way. He slid out of the ring to a "Cena, Cena" chant and came to a stop before his girls, minus Maria.

Torrie looked at him softly. "Do you need to talk?"

Whenever anything was wrong and he couldn't go to Maria, John always went to Torrie and Becki for advice. Maria was the same, except she headed for Benoit and Jericho. It wasn't that they couldn't tell each other everything, it was more this; John couldn't speak about Maria to her and Maria couldn't speak about how she felt about John to him, so they went their separate ways on the issue.

John looked at the girls solemnly. "Is Ri okay?"

Becki nodded. "She's fine right now, she's with Shawn and the boys."

He smiled gently. 'I bet she's asking for Jericho and Benoit right?" The girls nodded as John sighed. "Well, at least she's talking to someone." He looked down at himself and then back to the girls. "I'm going to hit the showers. I don't want you two out here on your own okay? Head back to the guys so you're safe."

"What about you?" Becki interjected.

John smiled again. "If you'd let me finish. Send Dan and Charlie to my locker room. Assuming I've got one, that's where I'll be." He pulled the girls in tight toward him and they embraced. "I'll come see you girls when I'm finished. I have a million things to say ..."

Outside the Arena ..

Benoit watched as Phil packed up his bags into the bus the OVW boys had brought with them. "Sure you don't want to come?" asked Phil, a little suspicious. He liked Benoit, but why would the guy want to stay with the WWE boys? He wouldn't go back to Cena would he?

"Nah, thanks but no thanks," Benoit grinned a toothless grin. "I've got to head to Smackdown, and I've got everything here, including a car."

"Okay, if you're sure ..."

"Yes, sure. You did well tonight Phil, you're another step closer to eliminating him." Benoit reminded him.

"That's right. But I couldn't have done it without my boys." Cheers erupted from inside the bus as Benoit and Phil shook hands. "See you next week."

The bus pulled away, and Benoit headed back into the building. He went straight to Pauls' locker room, guessing that was where most of the roster would be. Shawn was outside

addressing the crowd. Beside them stood Glen, a little worse for wear, but happy with the nights result. Adam and the rest of his goons were nowhere to be seen.

"So," concluded Shawn."Maria will be fine, as will Ash, Tor and Trish, thanks to your assistance out there tonight. If you guys want to head back to the main locker room Steph will be with you guys shortly." The group dispersed as Benoit approached, most of them giving him dirty looks.

"They don't know it was a work, do they?" Benoit asked, standing next to Shawn.

Shawn shrugged before heading inside. "I'm sure they'll figure it out eventually. Shaking his head, Benoit followed Shawn inside. Pete and Paul were inside, as were Ashley, Trish, Torrie and Becki. Maria was dressed in a 'Hustle, Loyalty, Respect' shirt that came down past her knees, virtually every patch of skin that could be seen was bruised or cut. Seeing Benoit she leant back in her chair a little, before Jericho whispered something to her and she slowly got up to meet him. No words were needed as he carefully wrapped her up in his arms and placed his chin a top her head. Hot tears ran down his face at seeing her like this, and Shawn muttered something to the rest of the group who stood to leave, giving them some privacy.

Jericho carefully locked the door behind them as they left, and Maria sat down again in her chair, looking vulnerable as she pulled her knees to her chest.

Wasting little time the guys sat across from her, Benoit only sitting after Maria was covered up properly with a blanket. She just couldn't stop shaking.

"So what's the problem?" They both asked at once.

She looked at them with round eyes.

"I love him as a friend ... as a brother, for everything hes done for me! He's always been here; I mean the others have too, but this is different, cos' it's him and he isn't like you guys ..."

The guys waited patiently. They knew better than to push her.

"So..?" asked Jericho.

"So..." she said." He loves me with this whole heart, you've seen it, in what he does for me, how he acts..." Her voice dropped to a whisper. "But how do I know what I feel? I don't even think I know what love is anymore ..."

"I don't know if I'm in love with him."

And that's the end of that folks! Thanks to everyone who reviewed last chapter, I really appreciate it!

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