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Y2J Chris Jericho was in the buffet room, munching on a small bag of Doritos as he was thinking about the upcoming pay-per-view.
The blond man had to admit, he was looking forward to taking part in the main event match, to being a part of Team WWF. As far as he was concerned, it was an honor than Vince McMahon had chosen him as one of the representees. Yes, the man was an arrogant piece of shit, but he was still the Chairman of the company - and Chris loved the WWF and would do whatever it took to protect and fight for it.
He was suddenly distracted by the sound of someone else entering the room. When he looked up, he smiled as he saw Lita grab a sandwich and then head over to him.
The redhead was cool. She was actually a very good friend of his, although he still couldn't understand exactly why she'd given Edge the time of day. Okay, so the tall blond man wasn't so bad anymore, now that the WWF were united as a whole to battle against the Alliance. He and his brother, Christian, surprisingly, had matured a lot in the couple of months.
"Hey, Red...What's up?" Chris smiled at the fiery high-flyer.
"Hey, Chris...Nothing much. Well, nothing much other than that I'm trying to prepare myself for this match with Trish and Jackie..."
Y2J arched a brow at the young woman's statement.
"You, Trish and Jackie? I thought it was supposed to be just you and Trish against the two blonde bimbettes..."
Lita snickered sarcastically at her friend's silly remark. She had to hand it to Chris - he was definitely very creative at inventing nicknames for people.
"Yeah, it was supposed to be that way," she said. "But the card just changed...Some girl named Victoria has been added to the mix - so we asked Jacqueline to join us..."
"Victoria? Never heard of her..." Jericho said with a frown. "She new to the Alliance?"
"Apparently..." the redhead simply stated. "And from what I've heard, she's one-hundred percent legit - not at all like Stacy and Torrie..."
"Uh oh...Sounds like you three are going to have your hands full with this one..."
Lita smirked. "You think? Gee, thanks..."
"Oh, c'mon, Red...you know you'll-"
Chris stopped abruptly in mid-sentence as he became aware that they were suddenly no longer alone. He looked up at the sound of the footsteps, the redhead following his gaze with her own eyes.
Y2J's clear blue eyes widened suspiciously as he caught sight of Rhyno, the large bulky man just entering the room. And he was not alone - a tall, muscular woman with black hair was at his side. He'd never seen her before and wondered who she could be. But just as soon as the thought crossed his mind, he realized she had to be the Victoria of whom Lita had just spoken.
Chris turned back to briefly face the redhead, who exchanged concerned and perhaps agitated glances with him. He knew the diva realized the identity of the black-haired woman as he had.
To both their unpleasant surprise, Rhyno had the nerve to approach them.
Instinctively, Chris positioned himself in front of Lita, as though to protect her in case the ManBeast decided to try to attack. The redhead, unfortunately, didn't seem to take too kindly to this, as she was not one to back down from anyone - regardless of sex, size or strength.
"Ready to get your ass handed to you at InVasion, Jericho?"
Chris smirked as he met Rhyno's eyes squarely.
"I think the shoe's on the other foot, Junior...Or would that be that Stephanie McMahon-Helmsley's mouth is on the other dick?"
The burly, dark-haired man's eyes widened with rage for the insult against his boss. At the same time, Jericho couldn't help but notice the way the woman beside Rhyno arched an eyebrow at his remark. Then, to his and Lita's further surprise, the diva spoke.
"I'm Victoria..." she announced, her gaze going from Chris to Lita. "We'll
be meeting in the ring very, very soon...and believe me when I say I can't wait..."