Chapter 10
Following week…
Tommy Dreamer headed to the ring for his match that night. He held his famous Singapore cane in his hand as he walked down the ramp and in to the ring. Just as he was finishing his poses on the top ropes, Evolution's music started. The terrorizing group of five came out, all dressed in some sort of formal wear. HHH came first, then came Flair, followed by Randy, who then was followed by Batista and finally Kitten.
All 5 member's came into the ring. Tommy Dreamer never left the ring and was holding his ground. He was showing more courage than most men would have, and Kitten had to give him his props, but even he couldn't be that dumb. Could he?
He tries to fight them off with his cane, but lost to the numbers. He got a good beat down though from Randy and Batista. After they were done with him, Batista threw his limp body over the top rope towards the ramp. Kitten heard his body fall onto the concrete with a sickening thud. She shook her head and then went over to the other side of the ring and asked for a mic. Lillian Garcia handed hers to Kitten who thanked her. She then took it and gave it to HHH. The crowd booed and started chanting all sorts of things. It just made her smile. If the crowd was booing them, then she knew she was doing her job right.
"As you know, I am your World Heavy-Weight Champion. And as your Champion, I think a praise is in order. Actually you know what? That can wait. I have something far more important to take care of. I want to introduce the world to a new kind of wrestling world. A world under the rule of, Evolution.", HHH said to the crowd. Evolution clapped in the background. HHH went on about how the wrestling world was becoming weak, that something needed to be done about how everything was handled around here. Since HHH was the champion, it was his responsibility to correct this.
"I want to take this opportunity to show you exactly what I was talking about. You know me as HHH, the best of the best. I am the greatest wrestler this generation has to offer. That's why I am champion and not some other lame ass!"
The crowd start to boo again and the chant "Triple H Sucks" started up again. HHH's smile grew wider. He looked over at his fellow stable mates and then went on about him again. Kitten started to get bored so she walked around the ring a little bit. Fair smiled at her and then went over to her to bring her back with the group. She didn't realize that they were watching her, so she smiled shyly.
"Now that everyone is back in order", he paused and turned to Kitten. She mouthed sorry to him and shrugged her shoulders at him and looked of into the crowd some where. She noticed a group of guys out there who were holding a sign that said "Marry me Kitten!". She blew a kiss over to them. It made them go crazy. Batista saw it and walked behind her. He gave them a stare that could have damned their souls the hell. Kitten looked behind her to see him gazing at them. She shook her head and gave him a light elbow the gut. He looked down at her with confusion in his eyes. She gave him a smile and a wink. It tamed the animal down a little.
"There is not greater man than the sixteen time World Heavy Weight Champion, Ric Flair. He is a Living Legend. No one can come close to him. Every man in that locker room back there is dreaming to on day become a legend just the like the Nature Boy.", HHH started. He came over to Flair who had his nose in the air. He deserved it though. He has earned the praise from everyone. He gave his blood, sweat and tears for this industry. Kitten walked over to him and gave him a pat on the shoulder. Randy did the same but was more of a slap. Batista came up behind him and shook his shoulders.
"He has taught me everything in know. I am the diamond of this business. Everyone of you ladies out there want to be with me.", HHH continued. The girls in the crows all screamed for HHH, which made his grin grow even more. He then turned to Batista.
"But Evolution doesn't stop there. Standing at 6'5, 325 pounds is Dave Batista. All Genetic Stopping Power. He crushes anything in front of him, making him invulnerable to many. He is Evolution's animal and there is nothing that this man can't handle". Kitten giggled at the last comment. Batista looked over to her. It just made her giggle harder. Batista just shook his head.
"Then there is Randy Orton. Third generation of wrestling. This business is in his blood. He is the diamond… he is the coal that will be squeezed into a diamond of this industry.", HHH praised. He went over to him and grabbed his shoulder. Flair patted his chest, and Batista went over and patted his other shoulder. Kitten gave him a little hug, then crossed her arms over her shoulder again. HHH then turned to Kitten.
"Last but certainly not least, Kitten. She is the evolved woman. She might be only 5'4, but don't let that fool you. She has the beauty, brains, and talent, to be unstoppable. The Diva of the future, she can make a man fall to his knees without even touching him. Her experience in the ring is more mature than most rookie divas. But that's not the best part, she fights the men, and wins. Now if that isn't evolved, then I don't know what is.", HHH said. He smiled over at her and then rubbed her chin. Kitten's nose went into the air as he talked about her. Randy went over to her and gave her a kiss on her hair. Ric just put his arm around her and gave her a tight squeeze. Batista slapped her ass, which made her jump and look up at him. She pinched his nipple. It made him jump back a little. The gang just laughed at the two. "Did I mention she is fearless and a little stubborn. The crowd cheered her on as she made Batista jump in pain. He grabbed his left pec after the fourth time she pinched him.
HHH grabbed her left hand and then grabbed Batista's right hand. Randy and Flair caught on and the group raised each other's hand in the air, as HHH's theme music started again. Evolution then exited the ring and walked up the ramp. They all headed towards their locker room and go an sit on the couch.
"Hey I have an idea, Hunter. Why don't we go and sit in one of the boxes in the stadium. Rather than sitting her with a tiny ass t.v., we can go and sit there and watch it live."
"Kitten that's a great idea. Let's head over there right now. Flair get some beers and some catering for us, huh?"
"Yeah champ I'll do that right now", he said and left towards the catering. Randy helped HHH with his leg, and got some of his things for him. Kitten got the door for them as the all walked out.
"Hey Hunter?"
"Yeah baby girl?"
"What are we going to do about Steiner. I mean we should take him out before your match against him at No Way Out, right?"
"Let me think about it, then I'll let you know"
"Yeah you do that"
Evolution walked into their box and started to watch the matches that were coming and going. Randy's phone rang, so he went outside to go see who it was. Flair came back with the beer and catering, which Kitten jumped to first. She grabbed a slice of chocolate cake and went over to her seat next to Batista. He also had a cake, but his was vanilla. He went to go get a piece of hers, but she moved her plate away from his reach, not taking her eyes off the ring. She smiled as he tried another two times. He gave up and went back to his own. She gave him a quick kiss on the cheek, which made him smile. She shook her head and went back to her own cake.
"Kitten I thought about what you said, and I think you're right. So I want you, Batista, and Randy to go do the job", HHH said. The three youngsters looked up at their leader and nodded. They left right after that.
The three Evolution members searched most of the backstage for Steiner but they couldn't find him. Randy noted that Goldust was sitting on a crate, heart-broken about him and Booker T no longer being partners.
"Hey Goldy-locks, you seen Steiner anywhere?", Kitten yelled at him. He didn't reply, so she asked again. He again didn't answer her. She looked back at Batista and Randy. "Is he ignoring me?". She then turned back toward Goldust and slapped him across the face. There was a loud smack that echoed throughout the backstage. Goldust fell to the floor covering his cheek with his hand. He looked up and Kitten who had a proud smile over her face.
"Finish him". Batista and Randy both grew a smile on their faces and headed towards the helpless man. He tried to fight them off but he was no match for them. Batista and Randy took their victim out to where the crowd was. Batista then got an idea and told Randy to back off. He grabbed goldust by the back of his neck and threw him to the electrical box that was powering everything in the arena. That is when Kitten realized gold was highly conductive for electricity. Goldust was getting electrocuted and by the time he fell to the ground the lights had stopped flickering. Randy grabbed Batista's arm and ran in through the way they came.
"What did you guys do? Man all of the lights in here were going crazy, and I just remembered that gold was highly conductive."
"Yeah? Well that's a little too late, Kitten. You should have told us that before I through him into the electrical box"
"Will it have stopped you?", Kitten asked. Batista looked at her and gave her a smile. "We better get out of here, before something else happens."
"Good idea, let's get back to the box". The three left and headed back to Evolution's arena box, where HHH and Flair were talking.
"Nice work big man! I'm really impressed. Why don't you three get out of here. I don't want Austin to come and find you. Who knows what goes on in that head of his."
"Hunter, you sure? We can stay if you want."
"No you guys did great tonight, so I want you guys to go have some fun. I'll see you guys later", he said. HHH turned his attention back to the match they were watching. Kitten just shrugged her shoulders and started walking down the stairs.
"Hey Kitten where you going?"
"I'm headed to the garage to catch a limo back the hotel"
"Wait up then. I'll come with you."
"Then start hauling some ass big guy", she said as she was already at the bottom of the stairs. Batista looked back at Randy and then followed her down the stairs. He ran to catch up with her. "You know, for a person who is 5'4 ½, you walk pretty fast".
"Well have you seen these legs. Their not just tickets to getting men to by me drinks you know. They do function properly."
Batista chuckled and put his arm around her. She almost toppled over from the extra weight she was now carrying, but it only made Batista chuckle louder. She hit him with an elbow to the gut, which made him take the arm off of her. She smiled in her victory and put her nose in the air for him to see her accomplishment. Her victory was cut short by two enormous arms grabbing her from behind, making her arms clutch to her chest.
"No fair, you're bigger than me."
"When has that ever stopped you?"
"Your lucky you're cute."
"Otherwise?"
"I would bite your nose off", she said stubbornly. Batista started to tickle her making her wiggle in his arms. He laughed as she pleaded him to stop. He gave her kiss on the cheek and set her down. She fixed her cloths and put her arm in his. They walked to the garage and got into the limo that was waiting for them. Once they got to the hotel, Kitten tipped the driver and thanked him for his service.
"You know, I can never figure you out. Sometimes, your this mean ferocious woman who has a fury and temper that hell couldn't even touch. Then there are times, where you gentler than a lamb."
"It's one of those mysteries you men will never figure out about us women. Hell, it's one of those mysteries that I don't even get what happens to me half the time."
"Yeah how?"
"I'll tell you what, if you buy dinner, I'll tell you anything you want to know about me. Deal?"
"That's an offer I can't refuse. It's a deal then. What do you want to eat?"
"Why do we get our rooms first, then we'll talk about food", she said as she passed him his bags. They headed into the lobby and walked up to the front desk. The man behind the counter and had a stunned look on his face from the size of Batista. Kitten smiled at him. She cleared her throat to bring the man back to reality.
"Hi, can we get two rooms with one King and one Queen?"
"… and make sure their conjoined.", Batista butted in. Kitten shook her head and smiled at him. "Yeah if you have any that is"
"We only have 2, one of them is being taken by another coupe. The other one is vacant. It's on the 35 floor, is that alright?
"Yeah that's fine", he said as he got out his credit card. Kitten beat him too it. "Hey, you're paying for food remember. I figured it's the least I can do". Once everything was in order the two headed to their rooms. Kitten walked over to her bed and fell face first on to the mattress. She wanted to lay there forever until Batista came through the conjoined bathroom door.
"You okay?"
"Yeah, just tired. Not enough sleep, that's all"
"Not enough sleep, huh?"
"Oh shut up, pervert", Kitten laughed as she threw a pillow at him. He dodged it and ran over to her bed to tackle her on it. She tried to reach for another pillow to hit him with, but it didn't work to well, especially when his hand's were holding you down. He started to tickle her again and she laughed until she couldn't' breathe.
"Okay stop, I'm going to faint"
"That's okay. I can live with that"
"Please I'm serious", she said faintly. Batista looked down at her and noticed her bright green eyes were dulling for the lack of oxygen.
"Oh shit! Sorry Kitten, guess I was a little rough", he said as he pulled her up so she could breathe again. She took a big breath and then a couple of little ones until she was all back to normal.
"Did you order the food?"
"Yeah, they said it's going to take about 30 minutes"
"What did you order?"
"Indian food, since you're Indian. I thought you might like it"
"Aww thanks. I haven't had some in a while now. Since we're always on the road, I haven't been able to cook any for myself."
"I didn't know you could cook. Anything else that you would like to tell me?"
"Umm… I don't know. What would you like to know?"
"Got a boyfriend?"
"No, I've had two boyfriends in my life. Both were complete pricks."
"What happened?"
"Well the first one was my first love, and I was all set to marry the guy, but he already had a wife, she was pregnant at the time of our engagement."
"Whoa whoa, what?"
"You see, with Indians, some families think it's okay to be married to more than one woman at one time. So he wanted me to be his second wife. Let me tell you something, I don't come second to no female."
"I'm sorry. You want me to kill him?"
"No it's okay. He's a dad now. That poor baby boy needs a dad. I wouldn't want him to go through the same things I did when I was little."
"What things? You never did tell me the reason for the out burst in the parking lot?"
"Where do you want me to start?"
"Anywhere, maybe the beginning, since that's usually the start"
"Okay, well get comfortable. It's going to take a while"
"We got time, so don't you worry. Come here, and sit next to me", he said as he patted the spot next to him, where he was laying down on his stomach. He perked himself up with one elbow and faced her as she moved over next to him.
"Well, let's start off with my name. My name isn't really Kitten. It's Pari (a/n: pronounced "paari. Rolling r ;D)"
"Are you serious? That's so much prettier than, Kitten. Wait a minute, how did you get the nickname Kitten then?"
"Just wait till I get there, okay?", Kitten said softly as she looked over at him. He nodded in response and let her continue. "My parents are full blooded hindu and I haven't seen them since I was two years old. I don't even remember what they look like. I was abandoned by them"
"Oh Kitten, I didn't know that. Why did they leave you?"
"Because of my eyes. Most people would say their beautiful, but my parents. They thought they were demonic, so they left me, but that's not the only reason. You see Indian families also favor boys more than the favor girls. They only wanted boys, not a girl with demonic eyes."
Kitten got up and went to the full length mirror next to the dresser. She looked hard at her self. Batista got up and walked over to her. He could see the sorrow in her eyes. Her face would never show it. It was her eyes that showed the emotion. "Those fucking bastards. Do they know how much damaged they have caused her. Look at her. She's judging herself by her image. She doesn't know what kind of person she really is. Demonic my ass. Those are gorgeous eyes, and she needs to see that", Batista thought to himself.
"You know how they did it though. This is what really gets me mad. When they moved out of L.A., they forgot me in the house. That was the last time I saw them. That's all I remember about them. Not even their faces. Just the back of their heads. After that I went looking for them, not sure where they were. I landed in a park of some sort, and the park became my home until social services found me 2 months later."
"You lived in a park for 2 months? That's so sad." Batista said angrily, "It's making my blood boil". Kitten looked at him through the mirror and cupped his cheek like she did in the ring. She then walked away from the mirror and headed back to the bed and sat on the corner. Batista took off his shirt, leaving him in a black tank top and black slacks. He then followed her but stood in front of her with his arms crossed over his chest. She looked down at her shoes and continued.
"I was lucky to get a foster home. Most kids there don't even get picked once. I got a tleast 4 different homes a year. My last foster home was great. I stayed there a little over a year. The family was Acfrican-American and they had a son, Treymaine. He was so awesome. He was 2 years older than me. I always wanted a brother and then I had one."
"Wait, you had a brother? What happened to him?"
"He was killed on my 8th birthday. In Los Angeles, the cops are corrupt and they pick on anyone they want. Not all cops are like that though, just some. But what happened to Treymaine is the reason why I don't trust them anymore."
"How'd he die?"
"He was hit by one of their cars. He died in my arms that day", she said. Batista could see tears welling up in her eyes. He crouched down in front of and lifted her chin up so she could look at him. She smiled a little, just to show him that she was okay.
"The parents blamed me for his death, and they still do till this day"
"How? You had nothing to do with it!"
"No I did. You see he was running after me, because I was being a bitch that day. I didn't get what I wanted for my birthday so I ran off. He ran after me to bring me back to the party. When I crossed the street there was no car there, but when Trey crossed it, he got hit. I didn't see him get hit, but I heard his mother scream his name. I looked back and there he was, one the ground, in a pool of blood. I was closer to him than his parents so I got to him first, he said he loved me, and I was the little sister he always wanted, but how could've he wanted a sister that would end up getting him killed".
Batista couldn't beleive what he was hearing. Kitten, the girl what was so happy, so cheerful, was being torn to peiced from the inside. He had no idea that she was going through all this. She kept it hidden so well. "What else could you possibly be hiding in there. This can't be Kitten, my Kitten. Ever since I met her, she was always so cheerful, so goofy, so loving. How in the hell does a person come from a background like that and end up so happy all the time?How can she hide it so well. I would be torn to peices.", Batista thought to himself. He noticed that the tears building in her eyes, were falling down her cheeks and hands. She tried to wipe them away, but Batista cupped her face his hands. He looked over her face, taking in every aspect of her beautiful face in. He gave her a weak smile and kissed her fallen tears. He then sat down on the floor, pulling her into his lap. He rocked her back and forth gently. She put her ear to his heart and listen to it beating. It made her stop crying and embrace the warmth of his body instead. For the first time in a while, she was at peace. She took a deep breath and pulled away from him.
"Thank you. No one has ever done that for me."
"Done what?"
"What you did. Hold me and just let me be me."
"Well I just think it's fucked up that no one has. Making you happy should be every man's goal in life", Batista smiled. Kitten looked up at him and said, "You know, you're right. Men should bow before me, kiss my Louis Vuiton shoes". Batista and Kitten both laughed at her last comment.
A knocked interrupted the two from their little giggle fest. Kitten got up and ran back to the mirror to check if her face was prestnable. Since she didn't wear a lot of make-up, it was messed up. She wiped the tear trail off her cheeks and went over to the door, where Batista was talking to the delivery boy.
"That will be $36.91, Mr. Batista.", he said. Batista got his wallet out and handed him a 50 dollor bill. Kitten smiled at the delivery boy and grabbed the food from him as Batista payed him. He looked happy at how much he was getting tipped.
"You guys have a great night, and thank you"
"Yeah you too, now get out of here.", Batista said. He slammed the door, and went back inside. The delivery boy just smiled. "Must want some of that ass tonight", he thouht to himself.
Inside Batista and Kitten were getting thier food from the boxes. Kitten had taken one whole box to herself. Batista chuckled as she ate her first bit. She jumped a couple of times, before taking the second and third in two swips.
"Hey easy there, Kitten. I don't want you to choke"
"But then I'll die happy?"
"Hey don't talk like that, you understand me?"
"Alright, Mr. Negative. As long as I can eat at whatever pace I want, okay."
"Fine, I'm serious about talking like that"
"Yeah I know you are"
"Good, now that we got that covered, let's eat!"
"Now you're speaking my language.", she said happily. They ate quietly for a while with an occasional giggle here and there from either one or both of them. After they ate, Kitten cleaned up the table, threw the garbage away, and put the left overs into the fridge. Batista went over to the bed and waited for Kitten to come and join him. He looked over at the balcony and noticed the city lights in the darkness.
He took his shoes and socks off and put them in front of the bed. He took his belt off his pants, so he could relax a little. Once he felt comfortable, he stretched a little and noticed Kitten humming in the kitchen. She smiled and walked over to the kitchen to watch her do her work. She could feel his eyes on her, so she stopped humming. Batista frowned and went over to the little table sitting in the middle of the kitchen. He sat down on one of the chairs with his feet on the table.
"Why did you stop? I liked it."
"Get your feet off the table Dave, it's not polite."
"Whoa, when have you ever called me Dave?"
"Since now. Why does it bother you?"
"No, well kind of. It's just that Dave is so formal.". Kitten stopped what she was doing and laughed at his comment. She turnd around and sat on the counter.
"But that's your name"
"Yeah I know that silly, but you never call me Dave. You've always called me Big guy"
"Well then I won't call you Dave, but wha am I going to call you?"
"Anything you want as long as it's not stupid"
"How's baby boy, or sweet heart. Oh here's a no brainer, how about Batista?", Kitten smiled, making Batista chuckle. He got up and stood in front of her, putting his hands on her thighs. "That's fine. I like it". There was a little moment of silence between the two. She looked down at his hands on her legs. It made her smiled for some reason. She looked up at him to see that he hadn't taken his eyes off of her. She smiled and moved his hands to his side. She then put her own arms around his neck and gave him a kiss. He smiled against her lips as he gave into her. He picked her up and carried her to her bed. She had held onto him by wraping his legs around his waist and locking her feet behind his back.
When they got to the bed, Batista was on top of her. He was heavy, but he made sure that he distrubuted his weight on her. It wasn't long before they were interuppted by Kitten's phone ringing. Batista pulled away slowly for her to pick up the phone. She sat up and grabbed the phone
"Hello?"
"Kitten, it's Randy."
"Hey Orton, what's up?"
"The guys are getting together and this club, Spider's Web. You guys wanna come join us?". She looked over to Batista, who was checking his voice mail. He glanced over at Kitten and nodded.
"Yeah sure Randy.
"Alright, we'll meet you guys in 20 minutes in the lobby downstairs. Sound good?"
"Yeah, 20 minutes… lobby… got it! See you guys there. Bye Randy", she said in a hurry. She closed her phone and looked over at where Batista was. He wasn't there. Kitten got up and went over to his door and knocked.
"Batista? You okay? Can I come in?"
"Yeah Kitten come on in. Was that Randy on the phone?"
"Yeah, the rest of the guys are going to a club and he told us to meet him down stair in the lobby in 20 minutes, so get ready."
"I'm already ready", he said smiling. Batista came out of the bathroom all dressed up. He was wearing black shoes, with black slacks and black shirt. He wore his shirt open to reveal his tight black tank-top hugging his torso. He wore a black Louis Vuiton belt buckle (my kinda man ;D), that matched the shine of his black shoes.
Kitten awe strucken. She looked over him, up and down about three times before she stood up and started walking around him. Batista just smiled as she moved around him. She finally stopped infront of him after she circled him 2 times.
"Done?", Batista smiled. Kitten looked up into his eyes. She found something missing. "Hold on, theres something missing… I think I know, wait a sec". She went over to his bag and grabbed something grabbed his sunglasses. Batista smiled as she handed it to him. He put them on and walked over to the bathroom mirror. He started fixing his his beard and hair, then fixed his glasses.
"I'm going to go get ready, I'll meet you and the other guys downstairs okay?"
"You don't want me to wait for you?"
"No, I don't want you to wait for me… I don't want you to get bored, so meet the guys downstairs, I'll be done soon.", Kitten said as she ran into her bedroom and closed the door. Batista watched her go and then turned to the mirror one last time. He turned the light off and left his room.
When he came out of the elevator, HHH, Ric Flair, and Randy Orton, were standing in the middle of the lobby, chatting away. He walked over to them with a little grin on his face.HHH was the first one to notice the animal.
"Hey look it's hollywood!"
"How long have you guys been waiting out here?"
"About 10 minutes now. Where's Kitten?"