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Summary: Jeff Hardy has been chosen to be the human host that would allow the demon keeper of the seventh layer of hell to enter the realm of Earth. In fighting for his life Jeff has some unexpected allies. Featuring: Matt Hardy, Undertaker, Kane, Batista, Umaga, John Cena, Ashley, Maria, Edge...
NOTE: Now I know in real life Jeff has a girlfriend named Beth, I've seen her on the Hardy Show and she is so cool, and I wish them the best of luck for their relationship. However, for the sake of this story Beth does not exist.
On July 2nd, 2007 according the WWE schedule Smackdown and RAW are giving a show in Dallas, TX. This fic is written with the assumption, that Jeff, Edge, John Cena, Maria and Umaga are still on RAW, and Matt, Batista, Kane, the Boogeyman, the Undertaker and Ashley are still on Smackdown. Also, Undertaker is still the World Heavyweight Champion and Jeff and Matt are still the Tag-Team Champions.
000
Jeff was strapping on his boots, and getting ready for his upcoming match. This one actually might be fun, as it was an eight fighter mixed match. Since Smackdown! and RAW were in the same city that night, the Tag-team Champion Hardy Boyz, Jeff and Matt would be performing together. However, tonight they would be joined by two Divas, Ashley from Smackdown and Maria from RAW. The four of them would be going up against Women's Champion Melina, her man Johnny Nitro, Torrie Wilson and Kenny Dykstra.
Jeff and Maria had been in a tag-team match together once before, facing Melina and Johnny Nitro back in January and apparently the audience had taken a liking to the pairing, hence they were being paired up again.
If nothing else, Jeff had slept a lot easier the past few days. Surprisingly, Chiron had not entered his dreams since the day the demon had made his offer.
The young Hardy had just finished buckling the last boot strap when he heard a knock at the door to the men's locker room. He got up and opened the door, only to find his tag-team partner, Maria, standing there. The poor girl was a mess, her hair was all mussed up and the red cat suit she wore for her ring attire was torn in several places and looked ready to fall off at any moment.
"Oh my god, what happened?" Jeff, a little dumbfounded, asked.
"I got jumped by Melina and Torri Wilson on my way over." Maria blushed, trying to keep what was left of the cat suit from falling off. "Do you have an extra pair of pants I could borrow for the match?"
"Yeah, come on in." Jeff ushered her into the room and over to his locker. He began to quickly rummage through his duffel bag. Being an artist who liked to paint his face and dye his hair; he always brought a couple of extra pairs of pants along with him. He had to hurry; they only had fifteen minutes before they were on. He pulled out several pairs of pants, before finding one that might fit, as well as a belt to help the pants stay on the slim-waisted diva.
"Jeff, you dog." Shelton Benjamin chuckled when he saw Maria's haggard appearance.
"I wish." Jeff laughed back, and Maria giggled. "Nah, this was the result of a hallway cat fight."
"Oh, yeah?" Benjamin's interest peaked. "Who against who?"
"Melina and Torrie ambushed me," Maria answered.
"Damn! I wish I could've seen that!" Shelton suddenly got a dreamy look on his face, as he seemed to be imagining the fight.
"Me too." Jeff winked at Maria, handing her the pants, and escorting her to the one of the bathroom stalls, where she could change in private. Meanwhile, Jeff stood guard just outside the stall.
"Um, Jeff," Maria called shakily from inside the stall. "You wouldn't happen to have an extra shirt too; I forgot I'm not wearing a bra under this."
"Aw, man." Jeff groaned wearily; then a light bulb went on in his head. "Here, hand me the rest of that cat suit thing."
Maria tossed the red cat suit over the stall door and Jeff immediately went to work. Keeping Maria's rather lovely form in his mind, he ripped and tore at the cat suit, making a top that would at least get Maria through the match.
"Hey, Maria, I got an idea for a top for you, but um...I'm gonna have to come in there to put it together on you." Despite the fact Jeff was not speaking to her face to face, his cheeks turned a little pink. "It's okay; I swear I'm an artist."
There was a giggle from inside the stall. "It's okay; I think I can trust you." She opened the stall door.
Jeff came in, respectfully trying to avert eyes and save Maria's modesty she had his pants on now, but was completely topless. However, he could not help sneaking a tiny peek at the hot half-naked diva before him. Even with her arms crossed over her chest, he still got a pretty good eyeful of her.
"Like what you see?" Maria giggled.
"Oh my god, they are real." Jeff chuckled.
"Haha, very funny, Mister," Maria smirked, playfully slapping Jeff on the butt as he moved around to stand behind her.
"Why, Ms. Kanellis, this is so sudden!" Jeff teased, over exaggerating his southern accent.
Maria laughed and helped Jeff wrap a piece of cloth torn from her cat suit around her torso. While Maria held the large piece in place, Jeff picked up the very long strips he had made out of the cat suit's legs. He wrapped the strip around her abdomen several times to secure the large piece, tying it off in the back. When finished it looked like a make-shift tube top.
"Huh, not bad." Jeff grinned. "Now we should do a bounce test. Jump up and down."
"What?" Maria looked at the young Hardy as if he were crazy.
"I'm serious; we want to make sure that thing's not going to come apart."
Maria shrugged, and started bouncing up and down, trying not to laugh. The top stayed in place.
Jeff laughed. "All right, test passed! Let's go, before Coachman comes hunting for us."
Two minutes later, Jeff and Maria arrived at the entrance tunnel where their tag-team partners, Matt and Ashley, were waiting. Just ahead were their opponents, Melina, Johnny Nitro, Torrie Wilson, and Kenny Dykstra, were waiting. They would be going out first.
"Hey there you guys are, we were getting worried," Ashley greeted Maria and Jeff cheerfully.
"Wait a minute..." Matt turned serious when he noticed Maria's attire, an amused smirk crossing his face. He raised a suggestive eyebrow. "Aren't those your pants, Jeff?"
Ashley looked at Matt open mouthed, then back at Jeff and Maria. "No wonder you guys were almost late."
Jeff rolled his eyes while Maria blushed furiously. "Wipe those pervy smiles off your faces right now."
"Well what else do you expect us to think? She is wearing your pants." Matt chuckled.
"She had a wardrobe malfunction, man," Jeff insisted. When Matt and Ashley got that "yeah right" look, Maria stepped in. "Jeff's telling the truth, and it was thanks to a hallway ambush by Melina and Torrie."
"Well, I can understand," Ashley nodded. "We'll let you guys off this time."
"But no Hanky-Panky during the match," Matt teased.
Jeff crossed his arms over his chest and gave his older brother a look. "Well if that ain't the pot calling the cattle black I don't know what is..."
Just then the Hardy Boyz theme came on and the four of them headed out into the arena.
000
Jeff sat on his bed, sketching out an idea he had in his head, while Matt was in the bathroom getting ready for a night on the town with Ashley.
"Hey, I haven't seen you draw something in awhile," Matt came out of the bathroom and put on his coat.
"Yeah, I finally got some new inspiration," Jeff said, not taking his eyes off the drawing.
Matt grinned. "And would that 'inspiration' have auburn hair, bedroom eyes, conduct interviews, and go by the name Maria?"
"I'm afraid so," Jeff grinned back. "And before you get that nasty smirk on your face, it had nothing to do with her second wardrobe malfunction."
The "second wardrobe malfunction" occurred towards the end of that match when Johnny Nitro accidentally pulled on the knot that held Maria's top together. The end result was an impromptu expose'. Fortunately for what modesty Maria had left, Jeff quickly located the shirt Matt always discarded at the beginning of a match, and handed it to her. Unfortunately, Johnny Nitro was not so lucky and ended up getting slapped by Melina for looking at the exposed Maria for too long. This proved to be ill timed on Melina's part for Ashley capitalized on the distraction, and pulled Melina into a lay-up for the win.
"Yeah, I know the average lewd stuff isn't good enough for the Charismatic Enigma's drawings." Matt chuckled, then turning a little more serious, he said, "Sure you don't want to tag along with Ashley and me tonight?"
In all honesty Jeff really wanted to. Since all the trouble with Chiron had started, Jeff never really felt safe being alone. However, the last thing he wanted to be was a burden to his brother, and even though Chiron had not bothered his dreams for the last few days, he still had a lot of sleep to catch up on.
"Nah, I'm a little tired." Jeff yawned. "I think I'll just stick around and have my sketch book and the TV keep me company."
"All, right." Matt said heading for the door. "Catch you later, Bro!"
Jeff turned back to his drawing and smiled as lovely images of Maria gracefully performing a moonsault off the top rope danced through his head. He pulled out a sky blue colored pencil and continued the drawing. An hour passed uninterrupted until there was a knock at the door.
"Who is it?" Jeff asked cautiously.
"Maria," a cheerful voice called from outside.
It instantly made Jeff throw caution to the wind. He opened the door, and found the lovely diva, standing there, now fully clothed.
"Oh, hey, Maria. What brings you by?" Jeff put on the warmest smile he could muster.
"Just came to return these," Maria smiled back and handed him a plastic bag with his pants and Matt's shirt in it.
"Oh, thanks, I almost forgot about these."
"You're welcome."
The two stood for a moment, neither sure how best to end the conversation.
"Well I...I guess I'll head back to my room." Maria started to turn around. "Have a good night."
"Hey, um..." Jeff stopped her. "If you're not doing anything tonight, wanna hang out for a bit? I'm mean; I'm a bit tired so I'm not going to go out. I was thinking we could just stay in and watch a movie, and if you want to join me," Jeff's cheeks flushed a little as he fumbled over his words, trying get that he had good intentions across. "I'd...I'd like that very much."
Maria smiled shyly. "I'd love to."
"Really?" Jeff beamed at her. "Then come on in."
Maria giggled and walked into the room. "So what are we watching?"
"Meh. Some campy eighties horror movies." Jeff shrugged.
"Sounds like fun!" Maria sat down on the bed, careful not to sit on any of Jeff's drawings.
Jeff grinned and put the video in the VCR. Meanwhile, Maria looked at his drawings. "Hey! These are really cool!"
"Yeah?" Jeff came over and sat down next to her. "I said I was an artist."
Maria laughed. "And here I thought you were just saying that to get me to let you into the bathroom stall."
Jeff chuckled. "No, no my intentions were good."
Maria giggled. "Good to know. I wish I could draw. I once tried drawing Torrie's dog and it looked like a sausage with legs."
Jeff threw back his head and laughed. "Hehe, sounds like when Matt tried to draw his dog Lucas!"
"Really?!" Maria started to laugh again along with him, when another drawing caught her eye. "Oooh... I like this one. She looks so strong and powerful."
The drawing she held up was the one Jeff had been working on earlier. It looked like a woman made of blue fire flying through the air.
"Yeah..." Jeff smiled fondly at the picture. "I just started this one today after the match."
"Really? I can't wait to see it all finished," She beamed at him excitedly.
"It's coming along pretty good." Jeff looked up and stared intently at Maria. " I had some real vivid inspiration for it."
Maria noticed the look Jeff was giving her, and stared just as intently back at him. "Yeah..?"
Jeff leaned forward a little, quickly becoming absorbed into Maria's emerald eyes and beautiful face. After all the horror his eyes had seen in his dreams, he wanted nothing more than to gaze upon something beautiful. Little did he know she was leaning in to meet him. The next thing he did know was the feel of her lips brushing against his, warm and soft. The scent of vanilla and roses hung heavy in the small breadth of air between them. Jeff wanted another taste. He closed the tiny distance between them and planted a kiss on her lips.
To Jeff Hardy's surprise she took the initiative and deepened the kiss. He could feel her tongue teasing his lips apart. He gave in almost instantly, and parted his teeth to allow her entrance. Slender arms wrapped around his neck and soft hands slid under his shirt and down his back, sending pleasurable shivers through his spine.
Any man would be lucky to have the woman he now held in his arms. And it was then he remembered someone did already have her.
CM Punk...
Jeff broke the kiss and pulled away from her embrace.
"I'm sorry..." he whispered.
"For what...?" Maria looked honestly bewildered
"Advancing on you like that," Jeff said, his face the mask of guilt, like a child who had been caught stealing a cookie from the cookie jar. He looked away from her and out the window. "I'm sorry; I've just been feeling a little needy lately. But I sure as hell don't want to make like Edge and come between you and your guy."
"Oh..." Maria looked down, and answered slowly. "Well you're not like Edge...He didn't wait until Matt and Lita had broken up. You did."
Jeff turned around and quirked an eyebrow in confusion.
"CM and I broke it off a couple months ago..." Maria explained, keeping her head lowered. "I think after awhile we discovered our personalities and lifestyles clashed a little too much and started a lot of fights. We didn't want to end up hating each other so we called it quits, and decided to go back to being friends. Though I guess I've been feeling a little needy too... I'm sorry I took advantage of your neediness."
Maria got up and started heading for the door.
"Wait." Jeff shook his head. He didn't want her to leave, he wanted to feel those arms about him again, those lips against his, even more now that they were free to do it. "You didn't do anything I didn't want you to do. I just didn't want it be something that would come between you and someone you love."
She turned around a looked at him, her face strangely unreadable.
Jeff rubbed the back of his head absently. "And I just want you to know I didn't have these intentions when I invited you in. I just didn't want to be alone."
Maria smiled and shut the door. She came over wrapped her arms around Jeff's neck again. "Well, if I had been abducted by a creepy cult, I wouldn't want to be left alone either." She kissed him lightly on the lips.
"Yeah..." Jeff breathed, kissing her back. Resting his forehead against hers, he wrapped his arms around her waist. The vanilla scent, she was wearing, made her all the more intoxicating and he began to feel a little drowsy.
They remained like that for a few minute before a scream erupted behind them. They both jumped about ten feet into the air before they realized the scream had come from the horror movie playing on the TV.
"Oh dear, looks like one of the big breasted bimbos is about to get the axe." Maria giggled, as she untangled herself from Jeff's embrace and sat down on the bed. "That one kind of looks like Torrie."
Jeff laughed, taking a seat next to her. "Yeah, it does kinda look like her."
They looked at each other and laughed, both falling back onto the bed. They rolled onto their sides as their giggles subsided, facing each other.
Jeff smiled, gazing at her. He placed a hand on the side of her face, and gently stroked her cheek with his thumb. "Stay with me? We don't have to do anything, just stay..."
She smiled and kissed his hand, before scooting more into his embrace. "And if I want to do something?"
"I'm all yours." He smiled back.
"Great!" she said, suddenly jumping up. "I would love to practice some massage techniques."
"Huh? What?" Jeff looked taken completely off guard at the sudden change in mood.
"I'm training to be a massage therapist, a skill to fall back on in case the WWE doesn't work out," she said proudly.
"Yeah...?" Jeff said, sitting up, still a little bewildered.
"I'll be right back; I just need to get my book from my room. Don't go away," she said as she pranced out of the room.
Jeff just stared at the door, still very confused at what he had just gotten himself into. By the time he started coming up with ideas as to what was going on, Maria had returned with a thick book in her hand.
"Now lie down and relax and I'll give you a nice massage," she said cheerily.
"Wait a minute...You're still training from the book?" Jeff got a very worried look on his face. "Look, Hon, my back is screwed up enough, it doesn't need to be 'practiced' on..."
"Don't worry; I'm just going to do some of the relaxation techniques, not any of the therapy ones," she assured him, patting the bed next to her for him to lay down.
Jeff slowly laid down, looking very wary and tense about having an amateur work on him, particularly his poor back. It didn't ease his fears any when he saw her flipping though the pages looking for just the right one. He tensed up even more when she finally placed a hand in the middle of his back.
"Now I think there is supposed to be a good spot right about here..." Maria messaged the area she had her hands on.
Jeff's eyes rolled back in his head as he let out a moan of pleasure. "Oh man... Mark that page..."
Maria giggled as she continued the massage. "I'm going to branch out along your back from here, okay?"
"Branch away." Jeff chuckled
"Feeling relaxed?" Maria giggled softly.
"Yeah..." Jeff murmured as his body melted into complete relaxation.
"You know it might feel even better if you took your shirt off," Maria suggested with a slightly suggestive edge to her voice.
Jeff almost threw off his shirt right then and there, when he remembered Chiron's symbol was still burned into the skin of his abdomen.
"Um...Maybe not, well not on the first date." Jeff chuckled. "Just in case Matt decides to come back unexpectedly. The last thing I want is him giving me a hard time about it."
"Hmmm, let's see if we can get around that..." Maria said thoughtfully, sliding her hands underneath Jeff's shirt.
The young Hardy felt pleasurable sensations run down his spine and other places even farther down that made him flush a little. He flushed even more when her hands slid down the sides of his waist and around his lower abdomen. He prayed she wouldn't discover the hard on he was starting to get from her ministrations on his back. To be honest, he was not exactly sure of her intentions toward him, one minute they were passionately kissing and the next she was using him as a practice message patient. Not that he minded that part of it since she was quite good, but still, the situation was quite confusing.
In the end he decided to just put things on the back burner, and enjoy Maria's talents. However, his enjoyment was short lived when image of Chiron flashed before his eyes and the demon's cold voice echoed in his head.
"You should not have refused my offer..."
A sharp pain shot through the middle of his stomach, then spread out through his whole abdomen. Jeff reflexively curled into fetal position and wrapped his arms around his stomach. He squeezed his eyes shut and again Chiron appeared.
"Now you shall suffer..."
Jeff whimpered and bit down on the bed covers as the pain intensified. Sweat broke out on his forehead as his neurons screamed in agony. After two minutes that seemed like two hours, the pain finally subsided. Letting go of the bed covers, he rolled over on to his back and just lay there, panting, while his nerves and muscles recovered from the onslaught.
He slowly opened his eyes and glanced through blurred vision around the room. No sign of Maria. He guessed she had run away in terror over what had happened. He closed his eyes and wished for her to come back. Just the thought of her soft hands on his skin soothed him.
Suddenly, something cool wiped away the sweat on his face. He opened his eyes and there she was.
"Hey," She said softly. "Want me to call an ambulance?"
"No, no...It's okay..." Jeff rasped, thinking quickly. "It was just a...a muscle spasm."
"Are you sure?" Maria's eyes filled with concern, as she wiped his face down with the cool cloth.
"Yeah..."Jeff murmured, and tried to sit up, but now his abdominal muscles were stiff and sore from being tightly contracted while Chiron tortured him. He fell back against the bed with a groan.
"Jeff..." Maria whispered. "Is there anything I can do?"
"Could you hand me my cell phone?" Jeff motioned to his bag and Maria immediately began rummaging around for it. It gave Jeff a minute to think up a convincing story to tell Maria besides the truth. "I've seen doctors about it, but the pills they gave me just don't seem to work for it. Umaga said he had some sort of ancient Samoan herbal remedy for it."
"Really?" Maria said, finally finding the cell.
"Yeah. I hope you don't mind him coming by," Jeff said, suddenly worried, as the fight between Umaga and Maria flickered through his mind. Eric Bischoff, the former general manager of RAW, got revenge on Maria for testifying against him, by putting her in a match against Umaga as his last act on RAW. Umaga had been pretty brutal, first delivering a Wild Samoan drop and then two Samoan Wrecking Balls, before John Cena came out to make the save.
"Umaga?" Maria quirked an eyebrow, then smiled and giggled. "Umaga's just a big old teddy bear. He's a professional; he sold those moves in our match, while not putting in any actual force when he hit me. Believe me if he had, I would have ended up in a body cast. Oh, and it was so sweet, he called me after the match to make sure I was okay."
"Yeah...?" Jeff grinned and began dialing Umaga's number. "He's a good guy. Why is it the biggest scariest looking guys are always the nicest, while the pretty boys like Edge and Nitro are the biggest assholes?"
Maria shrugged. "One of those mysteries of life I guess."
"Maria, would you do me a really big favor?" Jeff asked, giving her puppy dog eyes. "Would you get me a glass of water?"
"Sure," she smiled and patted him on the knee, before getting up.
He smiled back as she went into the bathroom, turning serious again, as he pressed "call" on his cellphone and it began to ring.
"Umaga?" Jeff said when the Samoan word for "hello" came on the line.
"Yes?"
"Hey, man, um...I was wondering if you and Boogey got that anti-demon stuff ready..." the young Hardy asked. He had hesitated, not daring to grab onto the small glimmer of hope that there might be an end to the pain.
"Yes, we finish today," Umaga answered enthusiastically. "We come now."
"Thanks," Jeff rasped as some relief washed over him. He hung up the phone and shut his eyes until he heard Maria's footsteps.
"Still up for some water?" Maria asked softly.
Jeff opened his eyes and nodded. Maria helped him up into a sitting position so he could drink.
"I'm...I'm glad you came." Jeff said a little shyly, looking down at his cup.
"I'm glad I was here too, that muscle spasm looked really painful." She said softly. She reached up and gently stroked his multi-colored hair.
Jeff leaned forward a little and carefully rested his head on her chest. He closed his eyes as she wrapped her arms around him, pulling him close. His abdomen still smarted from the echoes of the pain Chiron had unleashed on him, but Maria's gentle touch was quickly soothing it away.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Maria hugged him closer. "You're trembling all over…"
"Oh, I think the pain from the muscle spasm just freaked all of my other nerves too," Jeff murmured.
"Oh…" Maria whispered. "You should lie down."
Jeff was about to protest, for he was enjoying using Maria's chest as a pillow. However, the protest died on his lips when lovely diva guided his head from her chest to her lap, and resumed stroking his hair.
"Feel better?" she asked sweetly.
Jeff tiredly smiled back. "Yeah, but it still hurts a little."
"Oh, poor baby…" Maria gently patted Jeff's stomach, however, it was still sensitive and he visibly winced at the touch.
The diva's brows knitted in concern when she saw the brief look of pain on his face. "I'd kiss it and make it all better, but that might hurt you more." She smiled. "So I'll just have to kiss something else."
Jeff opened his mouth to ask what she meant by that, but was interrupted when Maria answered his unspoken question, by kissing him fully on the lips.
Bliss.
Jeff closed his eyes and propped himself up with one arm to deepen the kiss.
However, just as the young Hardy was starting to relax again, there was a loud knock at the door. Maria broke the kiss, leaving Jeff looking like a puppy who just had his favorite chew toy taken away from him.
After replacing her lap with a pillow under Jeff's head – much to the disappointment of Jeff Hardy- Maria got up and opened the door, coming nose to chest with the Undertaker.
Standing behind the "Deadman," were Umaga and the Boogeyman, carrying several bags and strange objects with them.
"Um…Hi…" Maria greeted the phenom nervously.
"Is Hardy here?" Taker asked coldly.
"Yes," Maria gulped and stepped aside so the three men could enter.
"Oh, hey guys," Jeff greeted them a little shakily, "I didn't expect you here so soon."
"I'm sure," The Undertaker said looking at Maria. "Even still, we want to talk to you alone."
Right…" Jeff nodded slowly, really not wanting Maria to go, but knew that it was necessary. Fortunately Maria took the hint.
"Okay, Jeff I'll see you tomorrow, maybe we could do breakfast or lunch," she said cheerfully, before exiting the room, and shutting the door behind her.
"And here we thought you were in pain..." Taker said dryly, turning back to Jeff.
"I was!" Jeff snapped, but then gulped as the Undertaker intensified his glare. "Maria was just... here when it happened."
"How much does she know?" Taker's voice suddenly took on an urgent tone.
"Nothing. I just said it was a muscle spasm," Jeff insisted, hoping to leave Maria out of this as much as possible. "She didn't even see the symbol."
"Good." Taker nodded, and turned to Umaga and Boogey. "You get started. I'll go find Kane."
Umaga began rifling through the bags they brought, pulling out various objects and plants. Boogey folded a familiar black mat on the floor. The mat was covered in and intricate array of symbols.
"Take off your shirt, we're going to paint on your back," Umaga ordered.
Jeff immediately did as he was told. He was surprised and little unnerved to see that Chiron's symbol had spread on his abdomen. "It's spreading..."
"Here, lie down." Umaga came over and motioned for Jeff to lie down on the mat. "Belly down."
Jeff lay face down. He glanced to his right, to see the Boogeyman pull out several Tupperware containers full of some sort of greenish-brown, rather disgusting mud-like substance. The young Hardy wrinkled his nose in disgust when the container was opened and he found the smell of the stuff far over shadowed the look of it.
"Oh great…" Jeff groaned when he saw Umaga pull out a brush and dip it into the substance. Even the Samoan cringed a little at the pungent smell.
"It won't smell when dry," Umaga assured him, before taking one last look at the insignia he would be drawing on Jeff's back.
"This will sting a bit," the Boogeyman sneered. "Due to the properties of the mixture."
"It's all right I'm used to it," Jeff grumbled. "Dare I ask what's in it?"
"Ground up livers of chickens and worm's eyes," Boogey answered with a slight snigger in his voice.
"Liar, worms don't eyes," Umaga snapped, which only made the Boogeyman cackle. "He's a strange one," Umaga whispered to Jeff, who nodded back, glancing warily at the Boogeyman.
"Well, let's get this over with," Jeff said with a resigned sigh. He rested his head on his arms as Umaga and Boogeyman began to paint.
It did sting a little, but no more than a hard slap on the back from his brother Matt. In fact, Jeff was so tired, he found himself dozing off while he lay there. When he woke up again, The Undertaker and Kane were back and Umaga and Boogey were doing some sort of weird dance, to the tune of a weirder song.
"Brace yourself," Taker stated as he and Kane kneeled down on either side of the mat.
"This is going to feel a little weird," Kane said raising his hands. "And you might pass out…"
"Yeah?" Jeff looked at him a little worried at first, but soon took the resigned face again. "Yeah, I knew this was going too easy…"
The Brothers of Destruction clapped their hands together simultaneously then slammed their hands down on the mat. The symbols underneath Jeff began to glow. He felt a strange tingling sensation in his fingers and toes, the same tingling you feel when you've sat on your leg for too long. It began to spread through his whole body, then everything went numb, and then there was only blackness.
000
Author's Note:
Poor Jeff, hopefully Umaga's and Boogey's remedy will work. At least he got some lovin' from little Miss Maria.
Speaking of Maria, I'm curious to see what you think of my portrayal of her. In my mind I think she isn't as dumb as she displays herself to be on screen, as evidenced in how she acted during the trial of Eric Bischoff. Plus, any girl who gets out there and dances the crazy Jeff Hardy dance alongside Jeff Hardy, is okay in my book!