Dawn Of The New Brood
This is my 1st wrestling fanfiction I've ever done. I've watched it for well over 9 years, personally loved the older stuff so I'm writing into more of those areas. I wanted to write something different from what I usually write for a change, try something new. Plus I loved The Brood, as most people I have my favourites and their one of mine. This is around 2001-2002 area, after Edge and Christian split up and the alliance had been tackled down. But with Christian still having his long hair : ) I don't own the people, just created the plot and what's in it, not what really happened in story lines.
A mysterious blood bath happens after one of Christians matches, he didn't do it but who did...? Return of The Brood? What's really happening and who's returned and why? And... Why are some people going missing?
The small blonde clambered to his feet and walked into the centre of the ring, a big smile covered most of the bottom half of his face.
"And the winner is... Christian!" Yelled the ring announcer and pulled up one of Christians arms in victory. Christian was breathing heavy and was sweating like hell from the match but he didn't care, he won! That was the most important thing. No... The real most important thing to him really was the fact that he did it all on his own. No help. But that was not all either... He'd just defeated The Rock, this was brilliant.
Christians music was playing, making him even happier. Christian sighed and peered over his shoulder to look at his fallen opponent who was now just finally managing to shift to his feet. When The Rock made it to his feet he grabbed Christian's hand and shook it, showing that Christian had won fair and square. Christian just smiled, couldn't believe this moment was finally happening, he then turned to leave the ring. Christian left The Rock in the centre of the ring and jumped out of the ring and started to walk towards the ramp to leave. But suddenly the lights went out, stopping Christian in his tracks. His first thoughts thinking, oh god! The Undertaker or somebody like that was coming out. A few moments later the lights came back on and Christians head quickly darted around the whole building but there wasn't a sign of anybody or The Undertaker. Christian at first blew a sigh of relief, not wanting to get into a fight with someone like The Undertaker right now but his relief was short lived because his eyes soon set to a 'mess' in the middle of the ring. The Rock was now totally covered in blood.
"A blood bath?" Christian whispered to himself, recognising this stunt all to well. It had once been one of his own things. The crowd went crazy from the stunt and the commentators were just as baffled as everyone else in the building. Christian just looked on in horror at the mess, it was definitely not a sign that he'd like to see. After a minute of having this sunk in Christians face soon turned to annoyance. "I bet this was all a prank on me. I can never have my moment!" Christian shouted to himself and abruptly turned on his heel and stormed out of the arena.
Christian huffed out of the shower, totally covered in his bath robe, and walked into his main part of the dressing room. He might've just had a shower but he was far from feeling any more cooled off.
"Why are you getting so wound up over this?" Chris Jericho asked when Christian entered his own main dressing room. Chris just sitting down had wanted to congratulate Christian on his 'big win' but only got this huffed attitude in return. "You won didn't you? And that's all that matters. Plus you did it all by your sweet little self. I call that an added bonus."
Christian just glared over at Jericho and sat himself down on a seat near him. "I bet it's that Edge or something!" Christian accused.
"Edge did nothing, he wasn't even there!" Chris Jericho replied in a stunned voice on what Christian was going on about. "You won the match, just be happy with that."
"I'm happy with the match and everything but not the ending." Christian explained roughly, giving no detail.
"Ending?" Chris questioned for a moment, not understanding but then a light dinged inside his head. "Oh, the blood thing! I wouldn't worry about that. Everybody, including The Rock, knows that you didn't do it yourself and it had to be someone else. No one's blaming you for that."
"Chris?"
"Hmmm?"
"Didn't you ever watch WWF before coming here?" Christian asked. "Because you didn't turn up till like quite a bit after me."
"No not really." Chris shook his head. "And by the way, the blood thing was gross. Whoever came out with that idea has a screw loose."
For a moment Christian just stared and frowned at Chris, he didn't get it. "Never mind. You wouldn't understand..." Christian finally sighed, seeing that Jericho just wouldn't understand what it meant. He had to remember that Chris hasn't been around here as long as himself...
"You just need to relax." Chris replied with a raised eyebrow to Christian. "It was most likely just a one time thing. Someone was just playing a joke on you or The Rock."
"..." Christian didn't reply, just stuck in his own thoughts. His friend just didn't understand, he wasn't ever 'one of them'. Wasn't around when The Brood was still in existence. Christian's only question now was, who? And why now? And why him? Christian didn't want to be associated with a group or pair anymore, he wanted to be by himself. Finally get to go solo. He couldn't believe that he finally accomplished that and this had to go and happen... He wasn't sure what it meant but for some reason he didn't have a good feeling about it.
Christian had gotten himself dressed and got ready to leave. Jericho and some of Christians other new friends wanted him to come out with them and celebrate but that was the last thing Christian felt like doing. In the end Christian relented and gave in, people like Test talked him into it, maybe it would make him feel better. But told them that he wanted to go back to his hotel and drop his stuff off and such, ring for him in like an hour.
Christian lugged his jacket on and slung one of his bags over his shoulder and sighed as he left his dressing room. Maybe he shouldn't go out... He did feel very tired and really wasn't in the mood.
Christian walked through the corridors quickly but soon stopped in his tracks for a moment. He'd just turned a corner and saw Edge, The Hardy Boyz and Lita chatting happily in the corridor. At that very moment Christian just felt like turning around on his heel and go in a different direction, no longer having the desire to really confront Edge anymore. But sadly he couldn't do that. They were blocking the only root out of this building and Christian didn't feel like staying here much longer. Christian pushed himself forwards, he decided he'd just have to ignore them and quickly walk past.
Christian quickly darted past them all but stopped when he heard one of them speak to him.
"I guess congratulations are in order... Huh, Christian?"
Christian slowly turned himself back around and glared at them, all of them staring at him. "Mocking me now? That's it?"
"No one's mocking you, Christian." Edge sighed, usually he wouldn't bother to say anything to his baby brother, especially after the 'incidents' Christian had caused on him, but he watched the match and for once was proud of him. "That was a great match, Christian. You should be proud of yourself."
"And I am." Christian sneered in return, not thinking Edge was really being sincere. But was also wondering why they were even bothering to say anything to him. For recent times they both just found it easier to ignore each other, well Christian felt that way. He'd gotten his revenge and annoyed Edge to the ends of the earth, now he felt ignoring him was for the best and that they both could just move on without each other.
"Loved the ending by the way, not my taste though." Matt Hardy intervened in a sarcastic and joking voice, breaking the dirty glare Christian was casting on Edge.
"That's not funny." Christian grunted and gave Matt a super dirty glare. "Or is it funny to you because you were the one that did it?"
"You've got to be joking!" Matt snapped back, almost getting into Christians face but Lita pulled him back.
"Yea, how do we know that you just didn't pull that stunt yourself? Playing the victim and so forth like usual." Edge added on.
"I didn't do it!" Christian shouted in distress. "Let's face it, it had to be one of us four and I know I didn't do it. So who did?"
"And why does it have to be one of you lot?" Lita questioned, not knowing what they had to do with that blood thing.
"Because it was a blood bath... Isn't that right?" Christian answered in a faint tone of voice. Just mentioning the words, 'blood bath', sent chills down his spine.
"Blood bath? What's that? And why do you look so freaked by it, Christian? It was most likely just a joke." Lita replied in question.
"Blood bath is what happened out there." Jeff added, not looking happy about it himself. In fact, worried even...
"Will you two get a grip?" Matt grunted to Christian and his brother, Jeff.
"A blood bath can only be given to people by a Brood member." Edge added, looking a little worried but nowhere near feeling like Christian or Jeff.
"A Brood member?" Lita questioned.
"You really didn't watch WWF before coming here, did you?" Christian snapped, now feeling more and more stressed by thinking about this stunt that happened.
"Don't have a go at her." Matt Hardy snapped himself at Christian. Christian just replied with turning his head away.
"A Brood member was what we all were." Edge answered. "Blood brothers, right?"
"Yea... Just feels like such a long time ago..." Jeff nodded and sighed.
"You all were in a group?" Lita questioned yet again, stunned to hear that.
"We were all in a group called The Brood, at one time or another." Matt continued with the rough explanation. "It's hard to talk about for any of us... And the only people that would understand is others that have been in the group..."
"Why is it so hard to talk about?" Lita persisted, wanting to know everything.
"Like Matt said... It just is." Jeff replied, all the former members seemed to agree with him there. "We don't like discussing it. Plus we can't tell everything to anybody except with people that was in it themselves, you're blood brothers."
"You can't tell even me?" Lita pouted.
"It's best that you don't know." Matt replied, signalling it to be the end of the discussion.
"So which one of you did it?" Christian shot at him, totally annoyed.
"I can't believe you'd think it'd be us!" Edge shot back at him in disbelief.
"Well who else is going to do it?!" Christian continued.
"Well we don't know!" Matt added himself in. "All of us were here together at back, we all know that we didn't do it."
"It's true, Christian." Lita nodded. "We were all together here at back while you're match took place, watching it on the telly."
"Well who ever is doing it, needs to stop!" Christian replied in frustration, he was truly freaked out by the event and wanted it to not happen again.
"You most likely did it on yourself." Matt snorted.
"I'm going, fuck off! I never want to hear from you guys again!" Christian yelled and turned on his heel and marched off. "Whoever is doing it out of you lot better stop!" He continued to yell as he walked off.
Edge, Lita and The Hardy Boyz didn't know what to think of Christian, all conflicting thoughts. None of them could really trust him... But then again why would he do a blood bath if all it was going to do was freak himself out? Plus why would he even do it in the first place? Christian was well over being in a group or thinking back to his Brood days. He just wanted to be solo, obviously. And he thinks he's got to break all ties with people like them to achieve it, they had always hoped he'd change his mind and realise he didn't need to do it.
All of them had gone back to Edge's changing room and Edge flicked on his large wide-screen TV and slipped tonight's video into the VCR.
"Why are we bothering to see this?" Matt grunted as they all sat down and as Edge fast forwarded the video to the desired part. "He most likely done it himself. He just wants something to play on."
"I'm not so sure." Lita replied. "Dude was really freaked, and Christian's not an award winning actor."
"He's still a good one." Matt persisted.
"It doesn't look like an act at all!" Lita also persisted her views on it. "Not even the best actors can get that fear in the eyes."
"Whatever." Matt grunted, still not convinced. He'd never been much of a Christian fan.
They all re-watched the ending part of Christians match again and looked carefully at it all.
"Well that was boring. I find the original annoying enough at the moment, let alone watching replays of him!" Matt grunted, refusing to change his point of views. "I mean... Come on guys... It's Christian. Captain Pain In The Butt. He's totally a different person from what he used to be."
"He might be a pain in the butt now but not even Christian can get rid of the 'old' Christian, not totally. Now that's just an angry act and he's most likely not happy with anybody, including himself." Lita defended.
"Quit sticking up for him." Matt shot back at her.
"And you should be concerned for your fellow, ex member. Whether he's lost his mind right now or not." Lita shot back.
"She's right, Matt." Jeff admit softly. "Somethings not right. I don't think Christian created the Blood Bath today."
"You too?" Matt asked in disbelief. "You to, Edge?"
"Yea Edge, you've been pretty quiet since we've seen Christian. That's not like you." Lita added.
"... As much as I don't like Christian anymore... I do have to say... I don't think he did it." Edge sighed, not knowing what to think or say. He saw the expression on his younger siblings face, something definitely wasn't right there. And no matter what Christian did to him... He was truly worried. Worried for himself... Worried for his friends... And worrying for his brother. It had to mean something and he was hoping it wasn't anything serious.
"Fine. He didn't do it." Matt finally surrendered, they had to be right. His annoyance for Christian was most likely covering what he saw. "But then... If he didn't do it... Then who did?"
"That's the exact question I'm pondering." Edge replied.
"Maybe you guys shouldn't separate, stay together for now." Lita suggested.
"Now you've really got to be joking. For once I'm on Christians side of staying with my own personal space." Matt shook his head. "It's most likely someone at the show playing a prank. Their not going to bother us outside, in our 'real' lives."
"I don't know, Matt..." Jeff replied softly.
"Fine. You and Edge stay together. I'm off." Matt replied and got up off his seat and walked towards the door. "But here's a tip. I wouldn't go and try to stay with Christian, I'm not a brainiac or anything but even I can tell that wouldn't work out well. Especially with the foul mood he's worked himself up into for the time being."
Christian really didn't feel in the mood to go out now. He called up people like Lance Storm, Test...etc... To tell them he wasn't coming out. All of them started wondering what had gotten into him tonight. Usually Christian would be happy to come out and have a bit of fun after work, especially when he won a important match. Some were tempted to turn up anyway and drag him out, force him to have some fun, but soon changed that plan when they heard Christians super foul mood. They hadn't heard him in such a foul mood and thought best to just let him sleep it off, they could always party another night.
After getting people to leave him alone finally for one night Christian just changed into his night stuff and watched TV for a little bit. After a while he decided to slip off to bed, having enough of one day. Christian just hoped he could sleep this day away and have a better day tomorrow.
Little did Christian know, he was being watched... Eye's creeping from the shadows. Watching him with deep interest and sometimes deep amusement.
"Happy to see him again?" Asked a female voice to her companion.
"Very." A male voice replied in a happy tone. "I was happy to see them all again. Christian really needs to learn to play nice with his brothers more. He'll learn again... I have no doubt of that." After the sentence the voice just laughed evilly.
The female just smirk evilly with him, as if they had a super inside joke. Or more like a plan...
I really enjoyed writing this for a change and liked writing more detail into this than what I sometimes do for others : ) Hope you liked this first chapter and hope you review and even give me constructive criticism and suggestions for the future of this.