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"You have got to be kidding me!" the young woman exclaimed, a look of vast displeasure marring her pretty features. She stood with her hands on her hips as she stared in disbelief at the man standing before her. What RAW co-General Manager Eric Bischoff was proposing - no, demanding - was pure nonsense.
"Well, guess what, Lita?" the man said, his beady eyes narrowing as he pointed a rude finger at her. "I'm not kidding! I'm not asking you to do this, I'm telling you!"
Lita cocked her head to one side as she glared at Bischoff.
"And what purpose is there to my joining up with Evolution?? Not to mention, having to team up with this psycho bitch?!" she cried, pointing at the other diva present and standing a few feet away.
Victoria instantly tensed, her dark eyes widening as she stared at Lita for having the guts to say a word about her. She grabbed a handful of her own hair as she tried to refrain from jumping the redhead.
"Well, don't worry about it - I don't want to have to team up with you, either!" the raven-haired woman spat. "My partner - my only partner-" she snapped, shifting her gaze to Bischoff, "-is Stevie..."
"Not anymore, Vicki," the GM insisted, now pointing at her as he put a nasty emphasis on the nickname with which he'd dubbed her. "As of this moment, your partnership with 'Stevie' has been terminated...And that's all there is to it. You ladies will be working with Evolution - pronto..."
Lita merely stared at the man, her temples throbbing with the extent of anger she felt. She couldn't stand Bischoff, Victoria, or any one of the guys in Evolution. Maybe she could talk to the other co-General Manager, Stone Cold Steve Austin, to get herself out of this unpleasant predicament. Then again, it was a known fact that the co-GMs customarily made their own deals and the other was usually powerless to reverse the decision. That was just the way business went.
"You haven't heard the last of this," the redhead muttered, and after one last evil eye cast the GM's way, she turned and stormed out of the office.
Victoria stood there and stared silently at the man for a beat.
"You're excused...Now get out of my office!" Bischoff barked, pointing toward the door.
The raven-haired diva glared daggers into the co-General Manager for a few seconds before turning and stomping out, just as the other diva had done a moment earlier.
Victoria had walked a mere six or seven steps before she realized Lita was just ahead of her. In a hurry, she ran up behind the redhead, startling her by grabbing her by the arm and whipping her around to face her.
Although taken by surprise, Lita reacted instantly, bringing her arm back, fist poised to strike, her hazel eyes narrowed as they fixed on the other woman.
"Relax, Red..." Victoria spoke. "I'm not going to start anything with you..."
The redhead's eyes widened, an expectant look on her face.
"I just think that, since we have no choice, we should call a truce..." She put her hand out for a handshake.
Lita arched a brow in surprise as she stared down at the proffered hand, her guard not completely down. Still, Victoria was right - they had no choice and were apparently going to be stuck together - and with Evolution...
Reluctantly, resignedly, she put her hand into the other diva's, and the two shook...