Alix pulled up her ring boots and shrugged on her jacket. She checked her hair in the mirror to see if she needed to race to the Creative team on staff to get the streak of her hair dyed quickly again. Thankfully, it didn't need to be.
She fumed, clenching and unclenching her fists as the rest of the Superstars got themselves together in a separate part of the locker room. In all honesty, she didn't want to be here. She had her ideas of who did what they did to Edge, and she didn't like any of them. One of her ideas was right across the locker room; but she hadn't said anything to him or them, for fear that they'd start to attack her.
The X-Stinger winced as she accidentally set her hurt foot down on the ground. She hopefully wouldn't have to try and wrestle tonight, but if someone challenged her or something who was she to turn down a challenge?
"Well hello there, Mercier." An English accent drawled and Alix's heart stopped. Oh god no. Not here…not right now…
"Barrett." She said pointedly, not even turning to face the man. She pretended she hadn't laced up her boots yet and carefully leaned down to do just that.
"Still not being respectful to your superiors I see." He chastised her, and Alix bit her lip, trying not to say anything that Barrett would outwardly classify as disrespectful. "Why are you here, anyway? In case you hadn't gotten the message, this is a Raw house show, not Smackdown."
"Just letting my fans know I'll be wrestling this Friday night." She said casually. That was her original plan; just now she had an addition of letting everyone know about Edge. "And letting them know about something that happened to a good friend of mine – Adam Copeland, or Edge. He was attacked today when I was talking to the Undertaker about…something. He wouldn't even tell me who did it – he said that whoever attacked him said that they would come after me if he said anything. You wouldn't happen to know anything about that – would you…?"
This was the first time Alix looked at the leader of the Nexus – Wade Barrett. He had a small smirk on his face, but he always did. There was nothing too telling about whether he could have had anything to do with the attack on Adam. Alix tried to look as innocent as possible, just in case she was entirely right about it in the first place; she tried to look as if she was just speculating and Edge hadn't told her anything. Which was entirely true, but the Nexus wasn't a faction known to listen to reason.
"Well that's just too bad, isn't it?" Barrett said with a tone of fake-pity. "I do hope he recovers soon - he is one of the favorites on your brand, is he not?"
"Of course he is." Alix grinned. In the background she could hear the Raw theme music blaring and she smiled. "Gotta run. I'm up first."
Without another word between the two, she gimped off towards the entrance. For a house show there wasn't a huge TitanTron or a real steel entrance ramp, there was a gate kind of thing and an aisle between the two halves of the floor seats, but that's where she was headed none the less.
"I came to dance, dance, dance, dance," Alix came out, looking like she as trying to dance even in her crutches. The arena cheered loudly and she smiled wide.
Through the rest of her entrance, she kind of just made her way easily to the ring, her entrance was made out of being able to use her feet. Whether she was able to do her real entrance or not, the arena was still very loud, and cheering her all the way. A ringside assistant helped her into the ring, and handed her a microphone, which she quickly found a way to hold semi-comfortably in her left hand.
"Hello Baltimore!" she shouted when her music was over. "I'm fairly sure you all remember me – this is where I made my debut. Shout your head off if you were there for that."
About half of the arena responded in noise.
"I see Baltimore's a pretty consistent city." Alix laughed. "How 'dem Ravens doin'?"
The arena responded with a loud, simultaneous groan.
"Damn Steelers, eh?" she grinned. Sliding out of the ring carefully she walked over to a dude who had worn a DGeneration X jersey. "Now, good sir, who's fault was it that the Ravens lost?"
"Flacco and the refs." He grinned.
"Of course!" Alix laughed and stepped back into the ring. "Alright, enough talking about the Ravens. Although we all know they're awesome and better than the Steelers. I'm really here with two pieces of news.
"One, I'll be returning to Friday Night Smackdown this week. Much to the dismay of the WWE'S medical staff."
The arena cheered. Apparently Raw and Smackdown fans weren't nearly as separated as some people thought they were.
"Now that's the good news. Actually, I came up with a third piece of news, but that has to do with my second piece of news. Which is the one that needs more attention than me. My good friend Edge was brutally attacked today in the hallway of out hotel. He was told that he couldn't tell anybody who attacked him, or I would be attacked. But, nevertheless, I have my ideas.
"There are two of them, in fact. One is here on Raw, and I believe all of you are quite familiar with them. They are an evil faction named the Nexus. Or, if you want to go the John Cena route, the group commonly known as 'NNNNNN.'" Most of the arena laughed and agreed. "My other idea is Alberto Del Rio. But honestly? He knows about the army I pretty much have as friends, and I highly doubt he has the numbers to go along with it. Cheer if you believe the Nexus would try to attack Edge over Alberto Del Rio."
The resounding response was nearly deafening.
And then there was the sound. It was an obnoxious sound. It sounded like a beep. And it was responded with groans from the arena, and Alix.
"I have just received an e-mail from the Anonymous Raw General Manager." One of the ring announcers said. Because it was a house show, Michael Cole and Jerry 'the King' Lawler weren't there to answer and/or poke fun at the GM. "And I quote..."
"Dude, just read it." Alix shook her head. "We all know you're not Michael Cole; if you don't want to become hated, let's not go down that road. Kay? Now read."
The ring announcer looked stunned at Alix's comment, but nevertheless looked down at the laptop that was in front of him.
"Now X-Stinger." He read, with 'what?' resounding from the arena. "Do you really believe it's one of the smartest things you've ever done to so blatantly blame one of the most powerful and effective teams the WWE has ever seen? I don't believe you know for sure that it was the Nexus that did this…"
"No, I don't know for sure." Alix half-shrugged, attempting to keep a hold of her crutches. "But I do know the WWE. And I know Edge. It would take more than some half-assed attempt of Del Rio's to take him down. And because of the person's comment, this was more of an attack at me then Edgey, although he took the brunt of it. Barrett and I have had…issues in the past. He was apparently too much of a coward to take care of anything then, and decided to wait until now."
"We walk alone, in the unknown. We live to win another victory…"
"You're apparently as deaf as you are disrespectful." Barrett drawled, with his entire team behind him. "I told you the Nexus and I had nothing to do with this very unfortunate attack on Edge."
"Your track record isn't one of being the most honest. Or fair. Or nice. Or…"
"We get the idea, Stinger." David Otunga grabbed a mic from the ring announcer. "We do everything for the best though, do we not?"
"Oh yes." Alix rolled her eyes. "Attacking and hospitalizing Ricky the Dragon Steamboat was definitely for the best. I bet taking out Bret the Hitman Hart was too. Screwing with the Fatal 4Way match and giving the Mayonnaise the championship was right. Oh what am I saying, you guys are complete buttheads and nothing you do has ever been right!"
AN: Before you all jump down my throat, yes, I know this form of the Nexus doesn't really exist anymore, but get over it. They're more fun to write and I hate CM Sucks. So if I don't have to write him, I won't.
In other news, I hope you enjoyed! I feel so bad for Edgey. Anyway, what do you think's going to happen? REVIEW!