A/N: Welcome everyone to a co-authored story! This is the first Co-authored story by VOORNA! I MornaSilverFlame and VoodooKisses make up the team of Voorna and we are writing this wonderful story about Matt Hardy. I don't normally write about Matt, but after watching my Hardy DVD's and sleeping with my Hardy DVD's I think I am ready to create a Matt Hardy story. Sorry guys if I get him wrong a little. I hope you like this story; we are trying really hard and would love REVIEWS! Thanks guys! Please Read on!
Summary: Matt Hardy decides to do more for charity other than send in money. Going to the sites and helping the disaster relief he finds that there is more to this world than the roaring of fans.
A Change of Heart
Chapter One: Disasters and Revelations
Matt Hardy was sitting in front of the television watching the news. He needed to know how well the weather was going to be before he got on that plane tomorrow morning to go to work. He had another title shot and he was excited to get it. It was always nice to bring home another title and put it on his rack of many titles. The news was going fine and everything was going on schedule. He saw that the weather was going to be nice and picked up his remote to turn off the TV. He had to update his twitter. A news flash bulletin started with disaster volcano eruption in Hawaiian Islands. Death Count: 564 Injury count: 2,749 Thousands left homeless.
Matt frowned at the TV. He hated when things like this happened. He thought through his finances quickly and sighed. He had about 30,000 to spare from the past couple months of not using it. He would just give it to the Disaster relief and keep up to date about what is happening. Shutting off the television Matt quickly updated his twitter about everything that was going on and went upstairs to go to bed. Lucus was already asleep on the bed when Matt got upstairs. Rolling his yes he thought 'Silly dog.' He wouldn't move him, even though Lucus knew not to sleep on the bed.
He stripped himself of all his clothes except his socks and slid into bed making sure not to disturb his dog. Laying there for a couple of minutes he sighed thinking about all those people without homes and with lost loved ones. He lay here in his bed nice and warm, while thousands of people were in pain and agony not only physical but emotional pain. Finally his thoughts allowed him to go to sleep.
Matt sighed as he walked through the doors of the plane. Finding a first class seat he sat down and laid his head on the window. Going to sleep was the best thing to do during long plane rides. You never know when you're going to get a chance to sleep during these long hard schedules. Matt yawned and listened to the rest of the passengers seating themselves. Finally he heard the roaring of the engines. They had filled up the gas tank and they were heading toward the runway. They didn't have to wait long for their turn to lift off.
Matt was almost asleep when he heard a loud creaking noise. Looking out the window he saw that a crack was forming along the wing. The weight of the wing was causing it to bend toward the ground. The were so high up they wouldn't be able to land in time. 'I'm going to die.' Matt thought as people frantically talked and woman screamed. Husbands held their wives and mother's tried to calm their crying children, whom were crying themselves. The plane was rocketing out of control, no one stopped to wonder why this was happening. Phone calls were being made and goodbyes were being said.
Matt didn't know why he wasn't scared or why he wasn't calling his brother and best friend's to say goodbye. He sat there calmly watching the ground get closer. A little kid jumped into his lap and he looked down to the kid.
"My mommy isn't moving." She said pointing to her mother who was bleeding from her mouth eyes and nose. She had, died from altitude change. She must have had a heart problem. Matt held onto the little girl in his arms and cradled her.
"Everything is going to be alright. You won't feel a thing." He didn't know if that was true, but he hoped it would be for this little one. "Do you have any other family?" The little girl shook her head.
"Mommy and I are alone, daddy went to heaven and so have my grandpas and grandmas."
"What about your aunts and uncles?" The little girl looked at Matt and smiled.
"I don't have any." Matt looked to the little girl and smiled back.
"My name is Matt Hardy." The little girl seemed as relaxed as he was in all the chaos. It was as if someone had put the mute button on the television while the climax of the movie was happening.
"I'm Kisa Bolkevich" Matt hugged Kisa.
"Nice to meet you Kisa." Kisa hugged Matt back and looked out the window with him. Matt sighed softly and kissed Kisa on the head and smiled when she looked at him. She smiled back softly and then the plane crashed.
"You're not supposed to be up here yet Matthew." Matt looked around the bright scenery. There were colors that Matt had never even imagined, colors that seemed to burn into Matt's vision. Matt could see the many people of the plane standing up to meet loved ones. Who was talking to him? Finally his eyes met a woman he hadn't seen for nearly 27 years.
"Mom?" Matt was suddenly five again standing in front of his mother who was holding out a tray of cookies for him to have one. Freshly squeezed lemonade was condensating on the wooden wicker table. The hot summer day was perfect for just this. Jeff was walking around in only a diaper giggling and trying to talk to their parents and Matt. The thirty five year old Matt stood from the ground and hugged his mother tightly.
"Matthew did you hear me sweet heart?" Matt pulled away from his mother his smile fading into oblivion. "It's not your time my baby." She hugged Matt tightly her arms and fluffy wings enfolding him tightly.
"Mom, you're and angel." He looked around, not everyone had wings, not only the newly arrived people, but other's who had gained a bright glow to them.
"I know my darling. But, you must go back before you see too much."
"But, I want to stay here with you mom."
"How do you think your father would feel if you stayed here with me; not only your father Matthew, but your brother too." Matt looked around and knew that it would be a while until he saw his brother. "That little girl has no one now; you need to go take care of her Matthew. She needs you."
"Some people lived?" He couldn't imagine how. He could now however. Some of the people were going back, disappearing from view.
"You have so much you need to do. Listen Matthew, I don't have much time left. You have too much ahead of you to stay here. More so even, you have something you need to do. Take care of that little girl Matthew, and go to Hawaii. There is something you need to do there, and you knew it that night you lay awake in bed thinking about what you had, and they didn't. Go Matthew, do more with your life." The scenery was slowly fading around him. His Mother's voice was becoming more distant.
"Mom!" he reached out for her and tried to get to her.
"I love you Matthew. Tell your brother I love him too." She was fading and he couldn't seem to get to her.
"Mom!" Matt yelled and saw her wave from her standing point.
"Bye Matthew." Matt stopped struggling. He would see her again.
"Goodbye Mother I love you."
The ground was solid against his body. He could hear breathing and the first thought he had was he needed to get air into his lungs. How long had he not been breathing? His body was burning was lack of oxygen. His eyes opened and he pushed through rubble around him. He was encased in the cushioned seats of the airplane. Bodies were everywhere. He couldn't see them through the smoke, but he could feel them as he passed. He could hear the crackling of fire, and the creaking of softening metal.
People were coughing and wheezing he knew it was the survivors. He had to help these people out of the plane, but his body was burning so bad. He didn't know what it felt like to be on fire, but he knew that this was a good imitation. He slowly found the exit and banged on the door. It was shut completely unable to open.
'Why?' Matt thought to himself. Were they on the airplanes side? He crawled to the other exit he could think of. The plane was hot, there was a fire somewhere. These people will die again because of the explosion, if the fire is too close to the gas tank. Matt found the other exit and tried to handle. He banged on the door with his shoulder and the door blew open. Matt gasped for air. His lungs filled with the life giving chemical combination.
He could hear everything he needed. They were by water. Matt jumped out of the plane ran to the water and put down the bundle in his arms. He didn't know what was driving him to do this but he jumped into the water. Taking off his shirt and rolling it into a strip he tied it across his mouth. He could taste the pond water as it slipped into his mouth from the shirt. His hair was soaked and so were his pants. He ran back toward the plane and climbed through the opening.
"Hey!" he yelled through the shirt. "Can anybody hear me?" He heard murmurs of reply. He climbed through the rubble moving it slowly to look for living people. "I need you guys to make some kind of noise! I need to find you!" In the distance he could hear people begin tapping or talking. "Don't talk! Just tap! If the smoke gets in your lungs too much you'll die!" The talking stopped and Matt made his way through the debris. He found 13 people. That would make 15 survivors. Guiding each person out of the rubble and to the fresh air, each person got to the water.
Matt found Kisa sleeping in the grass where he had put her. He heard sirens in the distance and knew they would be there soon. He didn't know if anything was wrong with him, but each moment that went by after he had gotten those people to safety he was getting more and more tired. Matt picked up Kisa and sat down on a rock near the water. The red lights flashed in his eyes and kept him awake. Finally he was brought into the ambulance and didn't let go of Kisa. He refused to. His mom had entrusted her with him. He would fill out all the papers needed to adopt Kisa and then he would tell Vince he needed time off and he would book two tickets to Hawaii and he would help those people. He would do as his mother wanted. He wouldn't let her down.
A/N: YAY!!! Wow I had no clue I was going to start this story off like this. I had an idea and this one blew it out of the water. I'm glad I am a good writer on the fly lol. Well I hope you all like this! VoodooKisses is going to be writing the next chapter so I can't wait for your feedback! REVIEWS PLEASUMS!!!!!!
~*Morna*~