Chapter 19

Jordan waited patiently for the referee to inform them of the new rules of the match. Lita was standing next to her on the outside of the ropes; she was going to wait for a chance in this match. Jordan watched as tables, chairs and ladders were stacked outside the ring, ready to be grabbed at any moment. The smile on her face should have said it all, she only wanted to take out the two new guys and fast.

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Jeff sat inside his hospital room glaring at his father's cell phone. He knew the match hadn't yet started but the only thoughts running through his mind were that he needed to be there for Jordan and he wasn't. A TLC match could only mean that Vince was in a bad mood and really wanted to get rid of the Hardy's and anyone associated with them.

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Jordan and Lita were waiting patiently for the match to start. The only thing they really wanted was to make sure they hit them low and fast. Since they were smaller than the other guys they had an advantage and that was something they needed more than anything. As soon as the bell rang, Jordan stayed back and kept on her toes. She knew that the minute she hit the ground she was going to be in trouble. She glanced at the ladders and slid out of the ring.

Jordan picked up the nearest chair, deciding it was better choice for this early in the match and rolled back into the ring with it, making sure to avoid the new guys attempted boot to the ribs. Once she was back on her feet in the ring she felt a little bit better and she waited patiently for the opportunity to smack this guy one good. She smiled when she saw that he had gotten just ticked enough to throw caution to the wind, probably thinking that because she was female she would be an easy target, he was running right for her.

"This is to easy." She muttered to herself as she lifted the chair and slammed it into his head with all her might. She felt the pain shoot through her shoulders and winced but quickly shook it off and hit him again just to be on the safe side.

Lita was cheering Jordan on from the sidelines, enjoying watching the moron fall to the ground after a double whammy to the head.

"Come on Jordan, kick his butt!" Lita shouted to her partner, clapping her hands encouragingly.

Jordan slammed her booted foot into the guys midsection over and over, ignoring the jarring to her knees because of the force she was using. She knew she didn't have a choice. Her only option was to keep this guy down and pin him as fast as possible. When she thought she might have a shot at a pin she jumped down on top of him and waited as the referee went for the count.

"1…2…" The referee counted and the guy kicked out.

"Damn." Jordan muttered to herself as she jumped to her feet fast and tagged Lita in so that she could get a quick rest. This was their strategy, to keep tagging each other and resting in between while making sure the other team couldn't tag as much.

Lita went for a move off the top rope but missed horribly and that's when the women knew it was all over for them. Lita was holding her left arm and curling into a tight ball, Jordan had heard the bone break from her position and winced, while calling for her friend to tag her back in.

They both knew at this point that L:ita was useless in this match. The unfortunate thing was so did the other team. Jordan gulped as the man in the ring went to work on Lita's left arm and she could hear her friend calling out in extreme pain. Jordan was getting frantic on the outside of the ring, begging for her friend to tag her back in but Lita was helpless and unable to get to the corner to tag her in. Jordan winced again and again as she watched her friend wither in pain on the mat. She could tell the ref was freaking out as well, the pain that was written on Lita's face was almost way to much for anyone to bear, except the other team.

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Vince was laughing from his position backstage as he watched the match that was happening. He knew that everyone was going to think he was completely evil but at this point he didn't really care. He had to laugh at the pain that was written on Lita's face and he knew what the damage was going to be. He would lose Lita for a while but that was what he wanted, to teach them all a lesson about messing with the wrong man. He was Vincent McMahon, the chairman of the board, someone with money and power and he deserved a lot of respect from his employees. He looked over at his son and nodded his head as they both laughed at the sight before them.

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Stephanie winced as she watched the carnage in the ring and had to wonder just how evil her father really was. She was sitting in the back with her mother, in a hidden room, since Vince wasn't supposed to know they were there. She groaned as she herself felt the pain that was ripping through the body of Lita at that particular moment.

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Jeff was frantic as he held his dad's cell phone. He had just received an update from his friend's at the arena and they had informed him that Lita was badly injured but couldn't tag Jordan in. To top it all off they told him that it looked like Lita was going to be out for a while and that meant Jordan would have no back support from Team eXtreme for quite a while. Jeff looked at his father as he walked into the room and could tell that he had already found himself. He was dreading what was going to happen when Matt regained consciousness and found out about this. There would be no stopping him then.