The Ultimate Halloween Revenge.
What happened Last Halloween had been kept secret. However, it wasn't going to end that easily for the superstars of the WWE…
Chapter 1- The new invite
"Despite what occurred last Halloween, I am throwing us another party… HOWEVER, we are going to have it at the arena!" Announced Vince McMahon.
The room rolled their eyes to it, yet those of last year's events were rather excited for this one. "Kratos, Shot gunned it!" called out Kane.
"AW DAMN!" muttered all the other bald wrestlers. "You were Kratos last year! Let someone else have a chance at it!" protested Snitsky.
Kane glared at him, "You wanna settle this now! Bring it on… Sponge boy!" Kane smirked.
The moment did sponge boy left his lips was the room in great conversation. "What did he mean by that?" questioned Paul London.
"I don't think we want to know" smirked Edge.
Snitsky, glared at Kane but the look soon changed to a pleading one. "Uh… Shotgun Agent 47!" he called.
Again, the bald wrestlers let out a sigh; all the good names were taken. "No one kicks ass like Kratos, that I got to admit," grinned Chris Jericho to me. "So Thorn, you going to be a vampire again?" he asked.
"I don't even know it I want to go to this one, not after what happened last year" I sighed.
"What? Someone scare you?" laughed Edge.
"NO! Weird stuff happened… more so than usual"
"Oh I am sure. I'll be anything Orton freaked you out from a broom closet…" Edge was going to continue until the Undertaker glared at him only to slap Edge in the back of the head.
"You shut your yap!" he growled lowly. "Thorn wasn't scared last year, I would be more concerned as to what will happen this year" The Deadman announced.
Edge visibly gulped his pride as he kept a tight lip. Vince continued on with the idea as to what will happen for the party, he's going to make games and what not for the superstars. By tomorrow we were allow to go home and spend the day with our families trick or treating.
When the meeting ended, Orton already planned his costume idea. "I think I will go as a warrior." He announced.
"What? No zombie?" smirked Matt Striker. Those of last year's party began to snicker aloud. Recalling the gag in Orton's mouth and the oven mitts taped tightly onto his hands. He only growled lowly to them as he decided to go work on his costume.
"Come on Thorn, come to this one, it could be fun!" grinned Chris Jericho. "Besides, I am still getting to know the newbies… not that you are. But I hardly see you or any of the other guys. Come on!" he pleaded.
"Ok, I'll go" I sighed aloud. Little did I realize, last year's party would appear to be a cakewalk. Compared to what lay ahead for us all!