"And this is what we've been waiting for all night ladies and gentlemen, our main event is about to begin."
"Introducing from Ontario, Canada, the Rated R Superstar and World Heavyweight Champion, Edge!"
Adam pushed past the curtain, a smug expression crossing his face as he got into character and strode through the smoke, sliding into the ring. He removed his World Heavyweight Championship belt and held it over his head, taunting the crowd in his usual fashion.
"And his opponent, Lita!"
Amy walked through the curtain, Phil's hand in hers as Phil had insisted on coming out to the ring with Amy even after his gruelling match against John Morrison. Amy looked at Phil then to the crowd and smiled, the boo's Edge was receiving moments ago were replaced with a deafening ovation for her and Phil.
She stared up at Adam who was standing in the ring, his eyes fixated on hers. He looked away and handed his belt to the referee as Amy walked into the ring. She averted her gaze from Adam and ran to the turnbuckle, climbing it to acknowledge the crowd's cheers.
Phil smiled and moved to the corner, glaring at Adam Copeland. It seemed that he had collected more bruises since their encounter as Phil scrutinized the cut on his lip and the scratch on his cheek.
Phil watched Amy work the crowd, they loved her and so did he, although she didn't know how much…yet. He put down his Money in the Bank briefcase, he was anticipating Edge's wedding as it most definitely would have been crashed by someone and it would have been the most perfect opportunity for Phil to cash in the briefcase and win the championship title, but things had gotten too out of hand for Phil to try.
Amy smiled at Phil, then concentrated on Adam, staring at his wounds. Aside from the bruise she inflicted the previous night, he appeared to have two more wounds on his face.
Adam's eyes were darting from Phil Brooks to Amy. Could something be going on between them? Adam stared at Phil and noticed the way he looked at Amy, it was the same look Adam had on his face every time he saw Amy…
"Wait a second Mick, it looks like La Familia is dropping by to watch!"
"Well I'm sure they have something planned out Jr. like they always do."
"We'll just have to wait and see, Mick."
Adam turned abruptly to see La Familia as the bell rang, indicating that the match had started. The referee, La Familia and thousands around the world were watching the two people in the ring.
A million thoughts ran through his mind in the most inappropriate of times. He brought back the debate that had been plaguing his mind for days. Should he tell Amy? Adam fought with himself, should he keep it from Amy for her own personal happiness or should he tell her for his own selfishness. Amy seemed pretty happy with this Phil Brooks guy but Adam did owe her an explanation.
He devised a quick plan in his head, if this was going to work, Amy needed to cooperate, and with the way Adam had treated her recently, he doubted she wanted anything but to hurt him.
Amy watched Adam, he seemed to be confused but she didn't know if it was a trick, he was full of those. Phil was frozen to the spot, waiting for any movement in the ring.
"Well Jr. the match has started but Edge and Lita aren't doing anything."
Vickie pursed her lips, if Edge didn't do anything, she would. Almost like Adam read Vickie's mind, he inched toward Amy putting her in a firm sleeperhold.
"Listen Ames, I know you hate me right now." Adam whispered, trying not to move his lips as he feigned strengthening the sleeper. When Amy didn't respond he continued.
"Alright, listen Ames, this whole thing has an explanation and I owe it to you more than anything. We need to talk…Three punches to the gut, dodge the clothesline."
"No Adam, you said it yourself. So why don't you take your own advice and fuck off." Amy answered.
Amy feigned three elbows to Adam's stomach, he let go of her and tried for the rehearsed clothesline which she dodged and countered with a clothesline of her own. For some reason, she followed Adam's choreography, her brow furrowed as she thought about what she was doing." Why am I believing this guy, for all I know his savage 'Familia' is gonna ambush me now. He's not the same person Amy!!"
The crowd cheered and Vickie glared at the ring, Adam was holding back and she didn't like it.
Amy grabbed Adam's arm and twisted it, putting him into a strong armbar.
"Too tight, Ames." Adam gasped, she was gonna rip his arm off! Amy scowled but loosened her grip slightly.
"Listen Adam, I don't want to hear your crap anymore. One minute you tell me to fuck off and the next minute you're telling me that you owe me an explanation! You're a fucking puzzle you know that? Irish whip, Edgeucution…" Amy whispered as she stood up slowly, Adam's arm in her hands.
Adam, nodding as he stood up whipped Amy into the ropes and performed a perfect Edgeucution. He then went for the cover but Amy kicked out resiliently. Phil looked from Amy to Adam perplexed, the match was quite slow and Copeland hadn't tried anything deceitful. Amy faked groaning in pain as Adam pulled her to her feet and put her arm around his neck.
"I'm sorry, things are a mess for me now. Counter the suplex with a DDT, then have some fun on the turnbuckle." Adam whispered, so far nobody seemed suspicious of their conversation-match. The only person who could hear shards of what they said was the ref, and he didn't care as long as he got his pay check.
Adam lifted Amy up over his neck, which she countered with a DDT. She looked around at the crowd, they were on their feet screaming for Amy.
"Things are always a mess Adam…" Amy whispered as she stood up and paced to the turnbuckle.
She climbed the turnbuckle, but she knew she couldn't win this match. Even if she won the match itself, Vickie and her henchmen would no doubt ambush her.
Amy waited as she stood on the turnbuckle, as Adam got to his feet; she gave him a quick wink. Adam had been hurricaranad by Amy too many times to know what this wink meant. He smiled as memories of old times where they used to wrestle together ran past his mind but he made sure to leave his reverie in case he or Amy got hurt.
Slowly, as Amy hurled herself forward, Adam counted her steps as if he were in slow motion. He waited until she had hit the right angle and lunged at her, grabbing her waist and smashing her- as carefully as he could- to the ring mat.
He hooker her leg. One-two-three and the match was over. Quietly, Adam whispered.
"Amy, we have to talk." Adam whispered
He sat up, awaiting Amy's response.
"Fine, 1am…Roof…Just don't hurt Phil..."
"What a spear! And the match is over, the crowd is furious!" Jr. commentated.
Phil sighed and climbed to the ring edge, standing on the apron. Suddenly, a hand jerked Phil's leg off the apron and caused Phil to crash down to the ground, his knee numb with pain.
"Oh but wait, the match may be over but La Familia is just getting started!" Jim Ross commentated as Chavo, Ryder, Hawkins and Bam Neely attacked Phil after Bam pulled Phil off the apron and Chavo, Ryder and Hawkins stomped and kicked the straightedge superstar.
"Stay down, if you get up they'll hurt you…" Adam whispered to Amy, he hoped she heard his barely audible comment. Adam stood up as Vickie got into the ring, assisted by Chavo. Vickie had a smug smile pasted on her face, Chavo looked plain nervous.
Vickie inched towards Amy with Chavo following her as Adam stood transfixed to the spot. What could he do? He was terribly outnumbered and as selfish as it was, he didn't want Vickie to abuse her power as General Manager against him. No, Adam had planned out his clean exit out of La Familia, he needed to keep up the charade.
Vickie pulled Amy's hair, lifting her head. She laughed at Amy's fake grimace of pain, Adam just hoped Amy wouldn't blow her cover and attack Vickie, otherwise La Familia would definitely retaliate. Vickie slammed Amy's face into the ring mat. Amy turned over, her nose throbbing with pain. Vickie laughed again, Lita didn't seem so tough, it seemed she was just another overrated Diva.
Vickie stomped on Amy's ribs, the high heels bruising Amy's skin. Amy writhed in pain of the sharp sting of heel. Mentally, she thanked God that her shoes didn't puncture her skin. Vickie smiled smugly and kicked Amy in the ribs once, twice, three times before retreating to her wheelchair, which at that moment seemed useless as everybody knew she wasn't disabled.
Phil shut his eyes, the places where Hawkins' and Ryder's boots had hit him aching with pain and his left knee numb. He knew he had busted it in some way and it didn't feel right. He howled in pain as Ryder took another stomp at Phil's left knee.
Vickie shouted an audible command to Ryder and Hawkins who barely heard her due to the deafening boo's from the audience. They picked Phil up and rolled him into the ring. Vickie shouted another command to Chavo who nodded and retrived two chairs from under the ring, pushing them into the ring.
"Oh dear God, no!" Jr. exclaimed.
"Well, it looks like CM Punk has injured his left knee as a result of that sudden
ambush by La Familia." Mick Foley said.
Chavo fixated one chair under Phil's knee and handed the second one to Adam, who hadn't moved an inch since La Familia entered the ring. He didn't know what to do, was he to help them? Was he to fight them? Was he to attack Phil Brooks and defy Amy's plea's? Or worse, was he to attack Amy?
Adam held the chair in his hands, praying for someone to help him. He sure as hell didn't want to destroy Phil Brooks' wrestling career and he didn't want to be assaulted by La Familia for the rest of his career.
As Adam raised the chair above his head, he got his wish as a familiar theme music blared through the stadium, the crowd cheering as the saviours arrived to rescue Amy and Phil.
Matt and Jeff Hardy slid into the ring, Matt clotheslined Bam Neely out of the ring while Jeff climbed the turnbuckle and hit both Ryder and Hawkins with a Whisper in the Wind.
"The Hardy Boyz are here to save Lita and CM Punk!"
Adam exited the ring, Chavo shortly following him. Mentally, Adam thanked God for the Hardy Boyz as he slowly backed away from the ring where Matt and Jeff lifted Phil and Amy stood up, holding her aching ribs.
Amy stared at Adam, then turned her gaze to Vickie who was being pulled backwards by Chavo. Amy knew one thing and that was that even if it would kill her, she would get her revenge on Vickie…
CHAPTER 19
A/N- Thanks for the reviews! Oh, that may have been an important match, but the action is just about to start! ;)