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RAW, January 20, 2003
Chris Jericho thought about what was going to happen tonight, and a sly grin took form on his face.
He'd waited for a long time for this - far too long a time, actually, but tonight marked only the beginning.
He, Lita, Edge and one other person had discussed everything in vivid detail and had all the plans ironed out.
The fourth person to be included in their plan was Stacy Keibler. A couple of months back, the leggy blonde diva had been backstage with her boyfriend, totally oblivious to the kind of cruel, horrid monster he really was, a smile on her pretty face. Neither she nor the man had realized it, but Lita had witnessed their little exchange from further down the hall. Then, after Stacy had entered the women's locker room, the redhead had followed her in - and after a long talk, Lita had the blonde convinced that Test was a perverted creep.
Jericho shook his head as he recalled that his cousin had started crying as she'd been talking to Stacy. Naturally, the tall diva had been more than skeptical at her news, thinking that the redhead's only agenda was to hurt her - or break them up to get Test for herself. But when Lita began telling her personal things that only she would know, Stacy's eyes had widened in surprise. Before long, she was convinced. Later that same night, she'd gone to the redhead's hotel room - and a meeting that included not only the two divas, but Edge and Jericho as well, only served to convince Stacy further. Afterward, with very little coaxing, she agreed to help the trio out.
Chris' heart went out to Stacy Keibler. She'd never known what a monster Test truly was, and she'd genuinely fallen in love with him. And it had been quite a harsh blow for her when she'd discovered the truth about the man. Jericho supposed the leggy blonde had shed some tears over losing what she'd thought she had - but he knew Stacy was resilient. He respected her tremendously for the role she'd agreed to play in this revenge plot. He figured it must be extremely difficult for the young woman to go through with it all, all things considered.
Y2J picked up the cell phone he'd placed on the small coffee table before him and flipped it open. He leaned back on the couch upon which he was sitting as he pressed some buttons. Then, holding the phone up to his ear, he waited.
"Stacy?" he asked as the young woman answered her own cell phone. "All set? Great...'Cause we're up next..."
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"This is all gonna work like a charm," Edge said as he sat down beside Lita on the couch in the locker room they were in. "I can feel it..." He handed her a Sprite and a turkey hero which he'd retrieved on his recent trip to the buffet room.
"Thanks, babe," the redhead said as she gratefully accepted the soda and sandwich. She faced forward, her gaze on the TV monitor. It was early on in the match, and Chris was acting like the jackass he usually was in the ring these days.
She found it amazing how little the fans really knew. If they only knew what a sick piece of shit Test really was, they would hate him - certainly, they would never call themselves 'Testicles.'
The redhead recalled the initial skepticism, which had swiftly transformed into anger, when she'd approached Stacy with the truth about her boyfriend, and about how depraved he really was. She'd been prepared for those emotions in the girl, as they were perfectly normal. Who would want to believe the person they cared about, who they loved and trusted with their heart, body, soul and mind could be such a cold-hearted monster?
However, Lita and Stacy were friends and had been for awhile. The leggy blonde knew the redheaded woman would not lie to her - she wasn't a deceptive person. And the details the high-flying diva had given were highly graphic, not to mention horrifying.
"Hey, look..." Edge suddenly said, cutting into her thoughts. He was pointing at the screen of the TV monitor before them.
The redhead shifted her gaze there and saw that Chris was heading over to just to the left of the announce table, where the timekeeper and Lilian Garcia sat during matches. The blond man shoved the timekeeper to the floor, swiping the chair he'd been sitting on. This was it...
Then, as Jericho chased Test on the outside, catching the larger man by one corner, he slammed the steel object with as much force as possible - and got Stacy Keibler instead, as Test had ducked out of the way. The leggy blonde diva instantly fell flat on her back to the arena floor.
So far, everything seemed to be going according to their plan...