Stephanie made her way down the hall, her heels clicking against the cement floor tile in the back stage area of the arena, as she stormed into her brother Shane�s office for the night. He looked up at her startled but then proceeded to go back to his work. He had a feeling he knew what this is about.
�I can�t believe that Chris Jericho got all the way to No Mercy. I had everyone after him. Rhyno, Test, even Rob Van Dam and he�s still here! You know whose fault this is?�
�No, but I�m sure your gonna tell me.� Shane mumbled as he signed some more papers.
�The Rock�s.� Stephanie replied. �If he would�ve stayed out of that match on Raw, Jericho wouldn�t be here tonight.� She crossed her arms under her breast and nodded her head.
�Is that why you�re in The Rock�s corner?� Shane asked as he looked at her with raised eyebrows. �All your worried about is Chris Jericho and whether or not he�s out of the way. I�m worried about the WCW championship belt still in the WWF�s hand. I don�t care who wins it! I just want it back on our turf. So maybe while your thinking of all the ways to kill Chris Jericho you can also think about how we can get the title back and if you do come up with a way, let me know.�
�Yeah, I�ll go get right on it.� Stephanie said as she exited his room and slammed the door behind her.
They use to be so close. Shane was her shoulder to cry on whenever Chris upset her. He would always set up matches to make sure Chris was taken care of that night. But now Shane was busy with WCW and had no time for his sister�s tears anymore.
She just wished Hunter were here; then he could take care of Chris himself.
She sighed as she made her way down to her own office for the evening. This was the bad part about traveling. You always had new offices, new furniture, and if you didn�t have a laptop, like she, you were stuck with an old computer that barely worked for you.
She closed the door behind her after she entered and flicked the lock, not wanting to be disturbed through the next few boring matches. They were non-title and she shut the television off knowing that the Stacey Kibler and Torrie Wilson lingerie match was coming up next.
A company this big and that�s all people invest their money on, woman with large breasts and no talent.
She looked down at herself. �Like I�ve got room to talk.�
She�d been questioning the decision every since she had the surgery and Chris getting on her case made it even worse. The decision to get it was to look good for the crowd. She saw numerous �Stephanie Sags� signs and she just couldn�t take it. Now that she got the implants all she saw were printed out pictures of before and after and �Steph, you�re the breast!�
That was Chris� favorite. In fact it was a direct quote from him.
She groaned and got up, starting to pace.
Someone had to take care of Jericho. She had to do that and also think of a way to get the title back to the WCW. She would never be able to concentrate on her own company until she got that measly rodent out of her way. He was always a bother to her, either trashing her or kissing her. Which really made no sense to her.
How does she destroy Chris Jericho?
How does she get the WCW championship back?
She smiled slowly as a plan started to form in her head.
�Hey guys, I saw the match, great job.� Chris Jericho smiled as he came out of the shower area, dressed for his match, in tight blue spandex pants with purple lightening strikes up the side.
�Yeah, tell me that tomorrow.� Jeff groaned as he held his ribs while sitting down on the couch carefully.
�I told him not to do the jump.� Lita said. �Does he ever listen to me? Noooo.�
Chris laughed as Jeff through Lita a heated look. �I�m paid to do stuff like that.�
�You ain�t paid that much.� She said.
�Any broken bones?� Chris asked with raised eyebrows.
�None considering.� Matt smiled as he walked in with three sodas. �That jump off of the ladder onto the tables is one of his best moves, that�s why he really did it, the crowd loves it. They taped his ribs as a precaution.�
�Hurt likes a bitch.�
�Good.� Lita said.
�Matt!� Jeff screamed.
Matt laughed as he slipped his arm around his girlfriend and kissed her hair.
�He�ll calm down in a few minutes, I heard Trish is on her way.�
�Trish?� Jeff asked perking up. �Really?�
�See?� Matt smiled. �Good luck with your match. I heard that Steph�s behind The Rock. I hope she doesn�t try to interfere.�
�You know she�s going to interfere.� Chris said. �That�s what I�m worried about. This is a good chance for me to prove that I can be a great champion. I don�t want anyone screwing it up.�
�She won�t interfere.� Lita said. �And if she tries I�m good to go. I didn�t have a match tonight so I�m ready to kick some ass.�
Chris laughed. �Thanks Lita.� He then took a deep breath. �Here goes nothing.� He started to head out the door and poked his head back in.
�Oh, oh, here comes Trish.� Chris smiled as he held the door open. �Hello, Miss Stratus.�
�Hi Chris.� Trish smiled as she looked in the locker room and saw Jeff slumped on the couch with a painful smile on his face. �Oh, Jeff are you ok?� She asked as she hurried in.
�You know he�s going to milk this.� Matt said walking over to Chris.
�Oh please, like you don�t.� Chris laughed before shutting the door and heading out to ring side.
Chris stood in the ring, bouncing around for a bit, working himself out, and making small jokes to Lillian Garcia, the ring announcer, as he waited for The Rock�s theme song to hit, but it didn�t, someone else�s did.
Stephanie smirked as she stood at the top of the entrance ramp with microphone in hand.
�I told you Chris, I wanted The Rock to win and tonight I�m going to be in his corner supporting him. Woo!�
She received a lot of boos and Chris� eyes narrowed. She had something up her sleeve. He could tell with the way her eyes danced as she made her way over to what would be The Rock�s corner.
She also changed. She was dressed in suede now.
He liked suede.
He laughed and shook that ridiculous thought from his head when The Rock�s theme song went off. He slumped down, his hands resting on his thighs, waiting for The People�s Champ to get to the ring. He was hoping, praying, that he could also be a champ.
The Rock came out, making his way down the ramp and glaring at Stephanie the whole time. He too, knew she had something going on in that little brain of hers but he wasn�t concerned with it. He wanted to get into the ring and kick Chris Jericho�s ass.
After returning from a turn buckle that he was standing on The Rock gave a WCW referee his title belt, which the referee held in the air, showing everyone what the match was for.
The Rock glared at Chris. �This is for all the times you interrupted me.�
Chris glared right back. �This is for me.� He said as he started hitting The Rock, knocking him back into a corner and then threw him across the ring into another corner.
He started to go after him but received a boot to the chest while The Rock took control of the match.
Stephanie stood in The Rock�s corner, slapping on the mat, cheering for him to win. It was pretty even most of the way and she could tell the fans were getting restless. They wanted a winner and they wanted one soon.
She hated to admit it but Jericho had grown and he had become a hell of a good wrestler.
Chris had The Rock on the mat and jumped on the ropes to do a lionsault when The Rock moved and Chris landed hard on his chest, moaning in pain.
The Rock didn�t give up that move. He quickly picked Chris up and deposited him on his back in the form of a Rock Bottom. The Rock then gave him the people�s elbow and pulled his leg up for a three count.
Stephanie jumped up on the side of the ring and started to grab the referee�s attention. He walked over to her, telling her to get on the ground, and not to interfere again.
The Rock turned around and saw her on the side of the ring. He quickly let go of Chris Jericho and yelled at her, telling her to keep out of the match.
Stephanie yelled back, telling The Rock that she was just trying to tell the referee about a spill out here that could make someone fall.
�Listen you little trash bag ho��
Stephanie hauled back and slapped The Rock. No one else was going to start calling her a trash bag ho.
The Rock looked at her and her face fell. She jumped off the mat and he flew out of the ring, starting to chase her around it.
Chris started to come to in the ring and stands up shakily. He sees a frightened Stephanie slid in and run from The Rock. Chris took advantage of The Rock�s distraction and jumped in the air, kicking The Rock in his back, knocking him into Stephanie, who knocked into the referee, causing him to fall to the mat unconscious.
She quickly slid out of the ring before The Rock had a chance to follow her again and ran over to Lillian who was holding the WCW championship belt.
�Give it to me.� Stephanie said grabbing it.
�What are you doing?� Lillian asked.
Stephanie ran back to the ring and jumped on the apron. She saw Chris and The Rock glaring at each other with hatred in their eyes; the adrenaline was rushing through their bodies once again.
Chris caught sight of Stephanie. �No!� He yelled. The Rock turned around to see her and was hit right in the face with the WCW championship belt.
The Rock fell to the ring on his back.
Chris stared at The Rock in shock and he only snapped out if by hearing Stephanie scream. �Pin him!�
Chris ignored the boos and laid on top of The Rock, pulling his leg up.
It then occurred to him the ref was knocked out and he thought this was all for the better.
He looked over and saw Stephanie dragging the man towards him and barely awake the referee counted.
1, 2, 3.
�The new, WCW champion, Y2J!�
Chris was shocked as Stephanie handed the belt to him and held up his hand in the air, laughing and smiling.
Chris looked at her in disgust and pulled his hand away, rolling out of the ring and heading up the ramp ahead of her.
Stephanie followed after him as quickly as she could in her heels.
�Chris, wait.�
�What did you do that for?� He asked as he whirled on her backstage. �I thought you were in The Rock�s corner. Why in the hell did you help me?�
She smirked with her arms crossed under her breasts. �Because you now owe me.�
Chris� eyes narrowed and he wanted to slap the smirk off her face, even though he would never raise a hand to a woman.
�I will never owe you.� He stormed away from her and could hear her laughter echo down the hall, following him to the locker room. He stormed in and slammed the door hard behind him.
Jeff, Trish, Matt and Lita all stared at him, their faces filled with shock and horror.
�What was that, man?� Jeff asked.
Chris sighed and ran his hand through his sweaty blond locks. He couldn�t even tell them what it was because he honestly didn�t know.
�Chris.� Lita said standing up and looking at his new belt. �Did you defect to the WCW?"
