Author: Huntress
Summary: Chris Jericho and Steph are stranded with no civilization for miles.. Can they survive the mountans, let alone each other?
Disclaimer: I don't own Chris Jericho (though I'd like to!), Stephanie McMahon Helmsly, the WWF, or anyone else my imagination orders into this story. So if you sue me, I get to counter sue. Yup dats right cant mess wit me! Nah! :P
Rating: PG-13 for language and death. ( No one important.)
Chapter 13: Raw is War
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Steph paced nervously. Only a few more minutes until they left for the arena. Lita came up behind her, and rested her head on Steph's shoulder. "Nervous?" She asked with a smile. "Just slightly." She replied, returning the smile. "C'mon Ladies! Bus is leaving!" Matt joked. The girls smiled, and climbed into the limo. A half hour later, Steph stepped out of the limo, closely followed by Lita, Jericho, Beniot, Matt and Jeff. As soon as they were in the locker room, they heard cheesy British music play. Jeff groaned, and Steph rolled her eyes. Triple H, Shane, Van--er, Vince, Debra, Trish, and Austin came out behind William Regal. He picked up the mic, and the audience boo'd at the snotty accent. "Chris Jericho and Stephanie McMahon *Helmsly*. You two need to come out here and explain your actions. Stephanie is a married woman... Its quite unfitting for her to be sleeping around with a bloody Neanderthal like Chris Jericho!" Stephanie jolted at these words. "Lets go." Jericho said, his jaw set. He was angrier than anyone had ever seen him. 'Break the walls down' blared throughout the arena, and Team X-Treme, Jericho, Beniot and Lita stormed down the ramp. They all climbed in the ring, tempers flaring. Jericho took the mic first and stormed toward the middle of the ring, getting right up in Regal's face. "Listen you ass clown! Just because Steph has *finally* got a half decent man in her life, is no reason for you to ruin it! And I damn sure wont let you. There is nothing you can do--" Suddenly Regal cut him off, jerking the mic from his hands. Lita winced at the screechy, snotty voice. "Quite the contrary, Chris Jericho. I am the commissioner, and can make any match I bloody well please!" Just as he said that, the crowd burst into Y2J! Y2J! Y2J! chants, angering Regal more. A smirk came across his flabby face, and he out the mic to his lips again. "So, you want more Chris Jericho? Well, I think we'll make this whole night all about your little idol, and his friends. First match of the night is a three on two handicap. The Hardy Boyz against the Dudleys, and let me think..." He paused. "The Big Show!" The crowd burst into "Asshole!" chants, and he sneered. "Second is this filthy specimen, Chris Beniot. You will face Kane in a no holds barred match. Next up is Lita and--" He cast a look of utter disgust down at her, and the Hardyz stepped forward defensively. He went on. "Stephanie, against Trish and Debra. Following that will be Chris Jericho against Triple H for the Intercontinental title. This match will also be a... Iron Man. After that, Lita, you will team up with Beniot to go against Val Venis and Ivory. The main event will be Stephanie in a handicap against both Debra and Trish." Steph gritted her teeth and snatched the mic away from Regal. "You little fucker!!!" She yelled, and shocked everyone by jumping on him and punching the daylights out of him. Triple H grabbed her by the hair and jerked her up, and Jericho hit him with a clothesline. So of course Austin went after him, only to be stopped by an angry Beniot. Regal had finally managed to get up, and was attacked by the Hardy Boyz. Steph went after Trish, and Lita took off, chasing Debra. After a few minutes of furious fighting, (in which Lita took out both Austin and Debra with a Hurricanrana off the top turnbuckle, while Steph actually *sidewalk slammed* Regal, but not before ramming Trish into the steps.) referees broke it up. Soon after they were taken back to the locker rooms, it was time for Matt and Jeffs match. After taking a furious beating at the hands of the Big Show, Jeff was pinned for the one two.. But no, he kicked out. Big Show tagged in Bubba Ray, just as Jeff tagged in Matt. After a few minutes of exchanging blows and chops, Matt won with a Hurricanrana. The crowd voiced its approval as everyone retreated to the back. Suddenly, creepy music and flames filled the arena, and Kane stepped out from behind the curtain. He made his way to the ring, closely followed by Beniot. As soon as the bell rang, the Rabid Wolverine attacked Kane. Not surprisingly, the Big Red Machine fought back. The match was 10 minutes long, but Beniot was able to score the win, thanks to a trashcan and a bulldog. The crowd went wild as Lita's entrance music hit. Soon a new music filled the area. 'Bitch' by Meredith Brooks was playing, and Steph sauntered out to the ring. The crowd screamed and popped, and Steph looked a bit bewildered. She stepped lightly into the ring, and Trish's music played. As soon as she set foot in the ring, she stared badmouthing Stephanie, who got right up in her face and delivered insults 10 times worse than Trish would ever have been able to think up. Debra entered the ring, and Lita went after her. The bell rang, and Lita and Debra started off. Lita easily dominated, and finally let Debra tag Trish in. Lita knocked her down with a swift back kick to the face, and then breezily tagged in Steph. Everyone watched in shock as she took out Trish. No one really knew she could fight like that. Before they knew it, the match was over, Lita and Steph picking up the win. Trish and Debra went to the back, each nursing injuries. The night continued on like that, much to Regal's dismay. Jericho won his match t become the Intercontinental champion, Lita and Beniot creamed the censoring bitches, and Steph took out both Debra and Trish. Ahh, life was good.
The End
Summary: Chris Jericho and Steph are stranded with no civilization for miles.. Can they survive the mountans, let alone each other?
Disclaimer: I don't own Chris Jericho (though I'd like to!), Stephanie McMahon Helmsly, the WWF, or anyone else my imagination orders into this story. So if you sue me, I get to counter sue. Yup dats right cant mess wit me! Nah! :P
Rating: PG-13 for language and death. ( No one important.)
Chapter 13: Raw is War
~*~
Steph paced nervously. Only a few more minutes until they left for the arena. Lita came up behind her, and rested her head on Steph's shoulder. "Nervous?" She asked with a smile. "Just slightly." She replied, returning the smile. "C'mon Ladies! Bus is leaving!" Matt joked. The girls smiled, and climbed into the limo. A half hour later, Steph stepped out of the limo, closely followed by Lita, Jericho, Beniot, Matt and Jeff. As soon as they were in the locker room, they heard cheesy British music play. Jeff groaned, and Steph rolled her eyes. Triple H, Shane, Van--er, Vince, Debra, Trish, and Austin came out behind William Regal. He picked up the mic, and the audience boo'd at the snotty accent. "Chris Jericho and Stephanie McMahon *Helmsly*. You two need to come out here and explain your actions. Stephanie is a married woman... Its quite unfitting for her to be sleeping around with a bloody Neanderthal like Chris Jericho!" Stephanie jolted at these words. "Lets go." Jericho said, his jaw set. He was angrier than anyone had ever seen him. 'Break the walls down' blared throughout the arena, and Team X-Treme, Jericho, Beniot and Lita stormed down the ramp. They all climbed in the ring, tempers flaring. Jericho took the mic first and stormed toward the middle of the ring, getting right up in Regal's face. "Listen you ass clown! Just because Steph has *finally* got a half decent man in her life, is no reason for you to ruin it! And I damn sure wont let you. There is nothing you can do--" Suddenly Regal cut him off, jerking the mic from his hands. Lita winced at the screechy, snotty voice. "Quite the contrary, Chris Jericho. I am the commissioner, and can make any match I bloody well please!" Just as he said that, the crowd burst into Y2J! Y2J! Y2J! chants, angering Regal more. A smirk came across his flabby face, and he out the mic to his lips again. "So, you want more Chris Jericho? Well, I think we'll make this whole night all about your little idol, and his friends. First match of the night is a three on two handicap. The Hardy Boyz against the Dudleys, and let me think..." He paused. "The Big Show!" The crowd burst into "Asshole!" chants, and he sneered. "Second is this filthy specimen, Chris Beniot. You will face Kane in a no holds barred match. Next up is Lita and--" He cast a look of utter disgust down at her, and the Hardyz stepped forward defensively. He went on. "Stephanie, against Trish and Debra. Following that will be Chris Jericho against Triple H for the Intercontinental title. This match will also be a... Iron Man. After that, Lita, you will team up with Beniot to go against Val Venis and Ivory. The main event will be Stephanie in a handicap against both Debra and Trish." Steph gritted her teeth and snatched the mic away from Regal. "You little fucker!!!" She yelled, and shocked everyone by jumping on him and punching the daylights out of him. Triple H grabbed her by the hair and jerked her up, and Jericho hit him with a clothesline. So of course Austin went after him, only to be stopped by an angry Beniot. Regal had finally managed to get up, and was attacked by the Hardy Boyz. Steph went after Trish, and Lita took off, chasing Debra. After a few minutes of furious fighting, (in which Lita took out both Austin and Debra with a Hurricanrana off the top turnbuckle, while Steph actually *sidewalk slammed* Regal, but not before ramming Trish into the steps.) referees broke it up. Soon after they were taken back to the locker rooms, it was time for Matt and Jeffs match. After taking a furious beating at the hands of the Big Show, Jeff was pinned for the one two.. But no, he kicked out. Big Show tagged in Bubba Ray, just as Jeff tagged in Matt. After a few minutes of exchanging blows and chops, Matt won with a Hurricanrana. The crowd voiced its approval as everyone retreated to the back. Suddenly, creepy music and flames filled the arena, and Kane stepped out from behind the curtain. He made his way to the ring, closely followed by Beniot. As soon as the bell rang, the Rabid Wolverine attacked Kane. Not surprisingly, the Big Red Machine fought back. The match was 10 minutes long, but Beniot was able to score the win, thanks to a trashcan and a bulldog. The crowd went wild as Lita's entrance music hit. Soon a new music filled the area. 'Bitch' by Meredith Brooks was playing, and Steph sauntered out to the ring. The crowd screamed and popped, and Steph looked a bit bewildered. She stepped lightly into the ring, and Trish's music played. As soon as she set foot in the ring, she stared badmouthing Stephanie, who got right up in her face and delivered insults 10 times worse than Trish would ever have been able to think up. Debra entered the ring, and Lita went after her. The bell rang, and Lita and Debra started off. Lita easily dominated, and finally let Debra tag Trish in. Lita knocked her down with a swift back kick to the face, and then breezily tagged in Steph. Everyone watched in shock as she took out Trish. No one really knew she could fight like that. Before they knew it, the match was over, Lita and Steph picking up the win. Trish and Debra went to the back, each nursing injuries. The night continued on like that, much to Regal's dismay. Jericho won his match t become the Intercontinental champion, Lita and Beniot creamed the censoring bitches, and Steph took out both Debra and Trish. Ahh, life was good.
The End