A/N: I know it's really short but it's just the prolog and if anyone likes thing I will write more. The first bit is before Jeff left the WWE. I got the idea for the second part when I heard the rumors about Christian comeing back to the WWE, so the second part is him comeing back..R&R
Everyone knew Jeff Hardy was fucked up. I don't mean to sound like a ass but he was pretty messed up. He was getting pushed lower and lower down the toedum pole. The fans still liked Jeff but Vince liked the Randy Ortons and the John Cenas. The tall steroid induced wrestling robots. They were running out of room for the risk taking dare devils and Jeff knew that. That's why he stopped caring.
The glory days were gone. No more TLC, no more E&C vs The Hardy Boyz vs The Dudleyz. Our days of standing ovations and killing ourselves for the fans were over. D-Von and Bubba were still together but they weren't doing much. The Hardys have been broken up for awhile. Matt was doing well on Smackdown but Jeff was self destructing all alone. Then there was E&C. I was doing well, I teamed up with my good friends Y2J and Lance Strom. We were kicking some ass but Adam wasn't. He was out with a broken neck and he wouldn't be able to wrestle for about a year. This had been a hard year for the original risk takers.
I was the only real friend Jeff had left. Well, Jeff had "friends". These friends would get high with him and leave me to clean him up. I was the only reason he still had a job. I was also the only reason he was still alive.