The Chronicles of Narnia, Prince Caspian…. I think.

Chapter 1

It all occurred one faithful day, the Hardys were driving about the city of Toronto when suddenly their car broke down. "Of all places" muttered Jeff as he got out and tried to see what was wrong with it. Oddly enough, he couldn't find the problem; neither could Matt once he got under the hood. But as Jeff tried to figure out the problem, Matt grew worried. All about them, the streets were empty… not a soul. And this was the city of Toronto! A Canadian equal to New York City, how can no one be around?

Trying to call for a tow, Matt looked about as his cell phone rang, only for it to suddenly go dead. "Weird" he muttered.

"Hey a subway station!" called Jeff. He read the schedule and found that the subway here would take them close enough to walk to the Air Canada Centre! "Come on Matt!"

Left with little alternative, they went to the subway… again… not a soul was there! Matt couldn't even pay for tokens to use the station so he and Jeff just hopped the bar and went on their way down to the platform.

"This is weird, it's rush hour and yet… there isn't a person in sight!" Matt announced. Just then a subway car came barreling down the track, it wasn't going to stop and zoomed right by Matt and Jeff… the two brothers vanished the moment the subway car did!

Meanwhile.

"Where the hell are they? They were supposed to be an hour ago!" protested Vince McMahon. Once again, Triple H was on the receiving end of the yell. They were doing a super show in Toronto, and Vince wanted everyone present and accounted for. Trish was making a special appearance tonight as well. Suddenly Hunter's phone went off, a text message arrived.

"I'll look for the Hardys Vince, don't worry, they will be here!" vowed Hunter as he left the locker room. He happened to have run into his wife Stephanie who also received an odd message. "It's from Matt isn't it?" he asked.

"But it's just a name…" Stephanie explained.

They ran into Kane, Undertaker, Shane McMahon, Shane's wife Marissa, Mickey James and Trish, all with odd messages from Matt. "It's just a name of some sort. What is he pulling?" Taker demanded.

Trish however began to piece the clues together; all the streets meet up at one location. "The subway!" she whispered.

"What?"

"The names are streets in Toronto, and they all meet up at a subway station! I think that's where the Hardys are! Come on!" she called.

Kane however got a chill going through him. "What's wrong?" asked Stephanie.

"I think we're falling into a trap of sorts" he explained to her. "Can't quite put my finger on it… not yet at least" They piled into two cars and drove down to the subway station. In an instant, Trish noticed something odd, very odd. It was rush hour and people were not out in the volumes as they should be. They came to the train station that appeared abandoned.

Taker, the first one out of the car looked rather pissed. "What the hell kind of game is this? Do the Hardys know we got more important things to do than to play a game of hide and seek!" he growled as the door slammed to the car. A haunting echo followed, Taker turned and saw the concerned look of Trish Stradus.

"This should be packed! It's the busiest subway station!" she announced.

"It will make the Hardys all the more easier to find, come on" called Shane.

They went into the train station where it was eerily quiet, even the Deadman caught a chill to the silence. Kane however was getting more and more worried. "Guys" he called.

"Not now Kane! We got to find the Hardys!" snapped back Hunter as he leaped over the toll booth.

"I know that, but it's just that…" Everyone left before he could finish his sentence. With a roll of his eyes Kane followed, not before he picked up a few things in the supply closet of the subway station. Tools, ratchets and even a blow torch! He rejoined the others as he pocketed many of the items yet kept the blow torch on hand. Taker was instantly worried about Kane the moment he came down with a blow torch, before a question to his state of mind could he asked. Kane took hold of Taker's wrist. "Hang on!" he warned everyone. A subway car zoomed right by them once more, yet on the other side, through the windows, revealed a beach. Once the car vanished, they found themselves on the sandy beach. Releasing one another from the grasp. Taker was the first to venture out into the open world, confused he turned to everyone and demanded aloud.

"WHERE THE HELL ARE WE!"

Kane, without missing a beat announced. "Narnia… again" before walking past the Deadman. "Come on, let's get his over with"

"Narnia? Kane… how can we all be trapped in Narnia? And of all times too!" demanded Triple H.

"Look, I don't try and figure these things out, all I know is that we got to get moving, for I think the Hardys are here. So the sooner we find them and get this over with, the sooner we can get home. Ok?" he asked.

"Yeah whatever" muttered Taker. They looked about the beach until Kane found a path that led them to the ruins on the cliffs. All the while Taker complained as to how he was too old for doing this and the fact that if they aren't back at the arena by a certain time McMahon is going to have his ass.

"Why yours?" asked Shane.

"Because I'm the responsible one" Taker snapped back, only to make Kane crack up.

"You are such a kidder Deadman, really"

"Smartass" growled Undertaker.