Ok, I decided to bring this story back since my readers are asking for it. I promise to update this soon since I have a bug for writing again. Thanks to those who inspired me to bring this back from the grave for another shot, you know who you are.

.Of Hearts and Heroes.

Summary: The hunt is on as a young group of heroes reunite for the first time in five years to track down a dangerous gang of anti human mutants. WWE in the mutant world. What happens when some Superstars step into the shoes of Superheroes and Villians?

(Action/Adventure/Romance)

Rating: T

Heroes

1.) John Cena (The Human Torch)

Powers: Body flames, shoot flames, manipulate flames, flight.

2.) Randy Orton (The Flash)

Powers: Super speed, time travel, dementional travel, enhanced refexes.

3.) Batista (Beast)

Powers: Super human strength, acrobatic skills

4.) Carlito (Beast Boy)

Powers: Animal transformation

5.) Stacy Keibler (Wonder Woman)

Powers: Super strength, flight

6.) Torrie Wilson (Invisible Woman)

Powers: Invisibility, create force fields.

7.) Christy Hemme (Jubilee)

Powers: Ability to generate fireworks.

Villians

1.) Triple H (Dr. Doom)

Powers: Has the ability to comand magic.

2.) Chris Benoit (Wolverine)

Powers:Superhuman healing factor, retractable claws,adamantium skeleton, enhanced animal-like senses.

3.) Chris Jericho (The Joker)

Powers: Utterly psychopathic. Some skill in hand to hand combat.

4.) Edge (Toad)

Powers: Superhuman leaping ability. He has been observed reaching an altitude of twenty-four feet and covering a distance on the ground of thirty-six feet in a single leap.

5.) Lita (Scarlet Witch)

Powers: Flight, teleport, transform humans and objects.

6.) Victoria (Black Widow)

Powers: Skilled in combat, martial arts, weapons, snipper.

7.) Candice Michelle (Catwoman)

Powers: Above-average agility and dexterity; expertise in cat burglar training; steel spring-loaded climbing pitons, razor-sharp retractable nails allow her to scale vertical surfaces; wields an assortment of bullwhips and cat-o'-nine tails as gymnastic equipment.


Chapter 1:

As the night went on he served over fifty drinks to party hardy folks who spent most of their nights partying like there was no tomorrow. They often drank until they bodies gave out and John would have to cleanup after them when they puke all over the bathrooms. It was a part of his job that he hated but he was willing to do it for money. Money these days was the only thing that mattered to him, it meant more to him than his family, his friends, and even his girlfriend for five years and counting, Maria. He pretty much sounds like a selfish, self-absorbed bastard but he couldn't care any less. After what he's been through in the past, John had no concern for anyone but himself.

He once been a wanked out street thug, a seventeen year old drug dealer, a smoker at age fourteen, and the year after that he was already consuming large amounts of liqour. Coming from these facts the average human can say that he was a failure. Even John himself proposes that to be true, he had dropped out of high school afterall, got more booty than a toilet seat, and has been arrested more times than he can remember. Now, here he was at twenty four years old working at a dead end job as a bartender in a nightclub; a job that required no skills in math, no grammar checkups, or anything that has to do with education. This job only required one thing and that was an experience with acholoic beverages which was printed in bold in his life record. John had been many things in life but there wasn't a chance in hell he would label himself an average, normal, human. Very few people knew the truth about him, not his family, his co-workers, nor Maria.

He had been on his feet for five hours straight and counting. The rest of his crew had gotten out of the bar to take their well deserved hour break while he decided to keep working. He wasn't up for a cigarette break although he was heavily craving one. John continued to clean glasses up wiping them with a base towel as he looked around his surroundings. The club had been dark with a touch of a couple neon green and orange lights flashing all over the place. He was used to this environment by now and didn't feel like he was about to puke like his first days on the job.

Setting the glasses down on their rightful spots he immediately spots a fiery redhead heading his way to the bar. His adjusted his eyes opening the wider so he can get a better view of her. The figure looked awfully familiar and he knew he's seen her before. The way she walked, the way she swung her hair back with every step she took, it couldn't be her couldn't it? Once the woman was close enough for him to see her fully his eyes widen more like saucers when realizes that the redhead walking towards him was no other than his eighteen year old sister Christy and behind her a huge shadow trailed on. Once the shadow was out of the dark it revealed a much taller figure who overtalled Christy by at least a couple of inches. The man's body was ripping with muscles and his arms were covered in tattoos making him more intimidating. With her was the man beast himself, Dave Batista.

John mentally slaps himself in the forehead before he walked to the end of the bar where Christy and Dave were headed.

"What the hell are you doing here?" He starts approaching Christy as well looking like he's about to grab her forcefully by the shirt. "You have to be twenty one to even step a foot in here!" John yells as loud as he can so she was able to hear him since the music banging in the place was so damn loud.

She backs away a little bit. "He got me in." Christy says pointing a finger at Dave.

Dave Batista was a monster of a man. John had met him during his drug dealing days and they've been friends ever since. Now the guy was clean off the drugs and did nothing but follow Christy around like a lost puppy.

"What the fuck are you thinking dawg?" John demanded looking up at him. "Shes underage! She can't be here! Bring her home."

Before the big man can answer, Christy starts. "But John, this is urgent!" She says close to his ear.

John automatically thought that there was an emergency. "What? Is Maria ok? What happened?" He asked quickly being concerned as he looked at Christy, hungry for an answer.

She just rolls her eyes. "No there isn't anything wrong with that whore of yours." She says hotly making her dislike for her brother's girlfriend clear. "Plus if she got hurt or anything do you think I'd care enough to come all the way over here in the middle of the night to tell you? No, I wouldn't. I would just let her suffer and wouldn't even call for help."

"Ok if Maria is fine, then whats urgent? If its about mom and dad forget it. I'm not lending them anymore money to pay off their bills. I moved out of the house and no longer has any responsibility for that shit."

Shaking her head she answers back, "No its not mom and dad."

"Then what the hell is it?" John said impatiently.

Christy then leans closer to him leaning both elbows down on the bar. Once her lips were close on his ear she whispers, "We just found out something that can be mutant related."

Once her breath left the side of his face John gives her the most unusual look. He laughs for a second and then stops suddenly. "Get outta here." He says as he points a finger to the exit not buying what she just said to him.

"No! John, please listen to me!" She argues back slapping him on the arm. "Shelton says it was! I mean you'll believe him right?"

Taking a deep breath he decides to give his sister the time to explain but this was only because Shelton's name was brought up. Shelton was the smartest kid on the block and was there to moderated them on their first mission five years ago. He was John's right hand man and had complete trust in anything that Shelton did. But five years have passed since the first mission and since then no funny business was going on. The only people in the team that he kept in contact with was Shelton, Dave, and of course his sister Christy. John had no idea where the other ones were now. They separated five years ago and agreed never to see each other again.

"Ok whats up?" He asked finally giving in to what Christy was trying to tell him.

"Can you get off work? I think its best when Shelton explains it to you."

XxXxX

John followed both Christy and Dave to Shelton's apartment which was located at the edge of the ghetto in downtown New York. Shelton lives in a one bedroom pad that was apart of a twelve story apartment building and it was the nastiest place that John ever stepped a foot in. The stairs were creeky, the air smelled like nothing but cigarettes, rats often wondered around the halls, and even graffiti was tagged along the walls.

They reached the eighth floor where Shelton's place was planted and walked along to ruggy hallway to reach his door.

John held his breath back trying not to take in the unpleasant smell of cigars as Christy tugs on his arm being a little bit scared that rats would come out from nowhere and start to bite at her feet. She was wearing an open toe sandal and now she was wishing she had worn sneakers instead.

"I hate stopping by here." She says to John looking through the tagged walls and seeing the wet marks on them she predicted that they were pissed on earlier.

"Hey this was your idea. You couldn't have told me at the club." John says to her back as Dave lead the way through the halls.

Christy rolls her eyes. "You wouldn't have believed me John. Shelton has the magic to convince you about anything."

Dave with his beast like fist pounded on the door as soon as they reached their desired destination. It took a few second for their rap to be answered and when it did a lanky, tall, black kid around the age of nineteen opened the door. It was Shelton. He pulled the beaten up door open to allow them to step in. John let go of Christy letting her in first before he stepped inside. Once they were all safe inside the small studio apartment, John shuts the door and the conversation with his right hand man begins.

"So." John starts. "Whats happenin'? Christy here tells me you supposabley detected some mutant activity?" He asked chuckling and shrugging all at once. As much as he found Shelton as a reliable source he still found this quiet funny. Of course John believed in mutants since he happens to be one himself but the thought of another possible mission just makes him want to drop the floor and start laughing.

"This isn't funny John!" Christy snaps looking seriously at him. "This isn't the first time we dealt with this situation."

John nods and puts his arms up in defeat. "Ok, ok, you win." He says staring at Christy. "I get it alright...mutant activity. What do you have for me Shelton?"

Shelton then begins to dig inside his office table and takes out an eight by eleven inch cream colored folder out of the drawers. "Yeah John, check these out." He says as he hands John the folder.

He opens the folder and without any warning from Shelton his eyes were now studying the picture of two dead bodies. The bodies in the photos looked as though they've been tortured to the fullest and John had wished he didn't open the folder. He wasn't at all prepared for the view of two tortured humans, their skins were ripped off from their bodies, hair was everywhere, blood spatted all over the ground surrounding where they laid, beast like scratch marks were printed all over their face and they have been gutted from limb to limb.

"I managed to steal them from my dad's case cabinet. It happened last night and the bodies were just discovered this morning." Shelton states. His father worked as a cop so Shelton was the first to know about crimes before anyone else did.

Christy looks at the photos from behind John's shoulder. "A human couldn't have done that. Thats animal behavior." She says placing her hand on her heart being disgusted by the photos.

"What do you suggest?" Dave asked John from his other side not showing a sign of being intimidated by the photos. John sure looked like he's seen a ghost. Dave was guessing he's never laid his eyes on something like this before.

Before John can give an answer, Christy answers for him. "We need to regroup."

John takes his eyes off the photos and looks over at Christy. "No, we will not regroup!" He protested snapping out of his frighten trance.

"But John! This-this-is human cruelty done by mutants!" She yells at him back.

"Christy, just stop ok? Stop it with the mutant bullshit! We don't even know if this murder is mutant related. It could of been an animal attack like a bear or a lion or something." John says trying to put some sense back into her head but unfortunately Shelton was on Christy's side.

"Impossible man." Shelton says to John as he shook his head. "It can't be a wild animal attack. There was no missing animals reported from the local zoo. This is a murder done by the hands of mutants. Who the heck has a nail that can do that?" He says as he points to the huge cut marks on the photo. "There is no other answer for this crime but mutants killing humans. They have to be anti human mutants." He finishes though John wasn't fully convinced.

He holds back the urge to laugh. "Have you guys heard of a psycho that runs around with a knife killing people? A psycho that tortures others by ripping their flesh out? Ever heard of that guy? Well this is his murder." John says as he hands over the photos to Shelton. "This is a human on human crime. No mutants."

Christy shakes her head. "Its a mutant on human crime." She corrects rolling her eyes.

He busted out laughing. "And do you have any proof for this?"

"Oh for God sake look at the photos John!" She snaps grabbing the pictures from Shelton and tossed them carelessly at her brother.

"Even a human or a psycho isn't capable of doing that much damage on a person! We need to regroup." She mentions again but only making John angier.

"We are not regrouping !" He yells at her as the photos land to his feet.

"Oh and why not?" Christy asked placing her hands on her hips.

"Because this murder has nothing to do with mutants and for your own good information I'm done with mutant business!" John simply snaps as he kicks the photos off his shoes. Everyone in the room just gives him blank stares. They couldn't believe he just said that. He felt the pressure rise on his shoulders when all eyes were on him. He couldn't take the pressure much longer and just walked to the door.

"Wait John!" Christy says making an attempt to stop him. "You can't be done with us. We need you."

"I'm moving on with my life and I'm not going to repeat the past. If you guys want to protect the world all your life then thats fine but your not taking me with you. I'm done with the past and I'm not going to repeat it. We're not regrouping." John utters moodily. The room went silent again for a moment and he had a desire to leave when Christy spoke up again.

"You can't be done with it John. None of us is ever going to be done with it! Its still in you and it will always be there. It will never leave us!" She yells at him trying to get that fact through his head. "You can't escape the truth of who you really are."

John doesn't bother in saying anything back and just leaves the room leaving the three of them in another awkward silence. Christy knew that the real reason John didn't want to regroup because regrouping meant that he would have to meet Torrie Wilson for the first time in five years.

She was his former girlfriend whom had dumped him back in the past and Christy knew that John hasn't gotten over the mistake he made in which he cheated on her purposely. He hated and beated on himself for years for losing her and Christy was pretty sure he still hasn't gotten over the breakup or Torrie. It was a long story to be told but the three of them knew that was the reason why John was refusing to regroup. To make matters worse in this situation John was still with the woman he used to cheat on Torrie with. Maria Kanellis was the girl of his choosing and John had been with her since. But all in all Christy knew that no matter how long he's been with Maria, his heart still beated Torrie.

"So, the man said we aren't going to regroup." Dave says breaking the silence as if John's decision ended the matter. "What should we do then?"

Christy takes her eyes off the front door and turns back around to face both Dave and Shelton. "We're going to regroup whether he likes it or not."

XxXxX

Deep underneath the city had laid an underground lair which was unknowable by anyone. It was the hideaway location for a newly arrived gang of anti human mutants. They only been in town for only two days and was already causing a mass media frenzy. Four of them sat down in front of the tv inside the fancy well built lounge watching the twelve o'clock news to see if there had been any reports of the two murdered humans one of their men killed last night.

When the news flashed on the screen, a man whose face was painted with a color of creamy white laughed hysterically. His long blonde hair was tied back in a tight ponytail and he was clad in a bright purple suit with a cigar in one hand. This man was no other than the utterly psychopathic, Chris "The Joker" Jericho.

Besides him was another laughing figure. It was a raven haired woman who was dressed in a very revealing, black leather catsuit. She too laughed with him as she filed her long, sharp, razor nails.

"Would you two shut up?!" Another man in the room yelled. It was Edge, a toad like mutant whose tongue had to be at least five to seven feet long. Edge was laying at the other side of the lounge with his longtime girlfriend Lita underneath him.The two then start to kiss instantly and he shoves back his long tongue into Lita's mouth.

Jericho ignored the remark and continued to laugh but this time louder when the dead bodies flashed on the screen in front of him. He and the Catwoman laughed harder when they didn't notice a figure step into the room from behind them. As soon as a black shadow was seen along the walls the pair of them silenced instantly because they had been in the presence of greatness.

"Boss." They both said staring up at a much taller man in a long black cloak that covered most of his body and hooded over his head. The atmosphere in the room seemed to go tense as all the air was sucked out and a much chillier wind gave in as if a dark storm was taking place.

"We did it boss! The murder was in the news! We did it! We did it!" The raven haired Catwoman, Candice Michelle plays cheerleader flashing a bright satisfied smile.

"Yeah!" Jericho cheers along side her.

"SILENCE!" The man in the black cloak shouts at them both making them jump. He then removes the hood off his head to reveal his unpleasant face. His top features bore nothing but burnt scars, one of his eyes were smaller than the other and the nose was awfully big and sided more to the right rather than the center. Hunter Hemesley also known as Dr.Doom stood tall before Jericho and Candice looking down at them with no interest with what they have to say.

"But-but, the murder was in the news!" Candice repeats.

"I know!" He spats at her as she sunk deeper into her seat. "But that is nothing! That murder was just the beginning. We will murder more."

"Whats the next plan boss?" Edge spoke from the other side as he got off Lita.

Hunter turns his smaller eye to Edge as his other laid on Candice. "Whats the plan?" He says. "The plan is simple and it is to kill more humans. We need to make note of ourselves, let them know that we exist, scare them so damn bad that we'll have them shaking out of their boots. Beniot did this murder last night and its time for another kill."

"When is the next plan of attack?" Edge continued to ask more questions hoping it would finally be his turn to show Hunter what he can do. That Wolverine Benoit has always been Hunter's favorite and as much as Edge hated to admit it he envied Beniot. He was the boss's favorite, the lap dog, the star, the mutant that outshines everyone of them and it sickened Edge to death. Whats the big deal with him anyways? All the idiot has was some claws that can slice someone in half. He never saw and understood what was so great about Beniot. One of these days he will show Hunter what he was capable of and he would finally be in Hunter's good graces.

"Tomorrow night." Hunter answers.

Edge looks at Lita and the pair grin evilly. "Will it be our turn?" Lita asked as she curled her red hair with her fingers.

Hunter chuckles. "No."

"What?" Edge snaps getting up from the sofa almost knocking Lita on her ass. "I'm tired of sitting here and waiting Hunter! When it will be my turn huh? Your not going to expect me to stay inside this dump forever don't you? I demand to be next or else I will take matters into my own hands!" He finishes while Lita nods agreeing with everything Edge just said.

Candice and Jericho held their breath back knowing that Edge has crossed the line. Candice watches as Hunter's much larger eye leaves her and both of them were now laying deadly on Edge at the other side of the room. Hunter than begins to match towards Edge as the atmosphere in the room grew chiller than ever. Edge shrivered a little bit growing uncomfortable when Hunter's unpleasant face meet with his. Lita sunk down deeper into her seat like Candice did earlier. She watches on as her boyfriend continued to macho himself in front of Hunter.

"You want a shot?" Hunter asked.

Edge swallows deeply before answering with a simple. "Yes, I do."

Hunter's eyes began to study Edge's appearance up and down. He automatically smelled a man that was willing to do anything under his command just to show what he was capable of. Hunter grins to himself knowing that the young Edge will be a huge asset to his army and will be useful for later use. "Well you'll get your turn but for now I want you to remain here!" Hunter states making sure Edge has heard him clearly. "You will remain inside until I order you to get out! Do you understand that?" He says pulling Edge by his shirt and placed him closer to him.

Edge tried to escape Hunt'er tight grip as he grew closer and closer to his face. "Yes, yes, I understand boss." He answers as he nods quickly and Lita still looks on scared of what Hunter might possibly do.

Hunter held on to him for a moment and then dropped him on his ass. Edge landed hard on his back as Lita ran to his aide. Hunter looks down at the couple with great dislike knowing that these two will have to prove themselves one day to earn his respect back. He stares at them for a second before turning his eyes back on Candice and Jericho who sat in silence at the opposite side. "Your kill is tomorrow." He says to them both. "Don't fuck up and don't upset me." He looks on at them warnily before departing out of the room.

Both Candice and Jericho stared at each other before Jericho started laughing again. "Have you ever dance with a devil in the pale moonlight?" He randomly says to Candice as she purred at him, licking her razor, sharp, nails.