It had been about a week since Chris Jericho died in the hospital bed in
New York City. Everyone was shocked and decimated about the news, but the
show had to go on. The most forlorn of all of the superstars was none other
than Vince McMahon. He still felt it was his fault Chris Jericho died, he
had confined himself to his home in Connecticut, letting Stephanie take
over. She was happy, but also sad because Chris Jericho had saved her life,
and if he had never taken that bullet, she would be dead instead of him.
She felt it was her fault. As for Carlos, the former WWE cameraman and
World worker was admitted to a jail for the death sentence. The World had
to close down due to the incident and now the company was wondering what to
do with the empty, vacant lot in Times Square. But as for Carlos, he was
about to get a visit from a very unexpected source.
"Carlos."
"Ah, if it isn't Dan, the helpful WWE superstar trainer."
"Ha, ha, very funny. You know why I'm here."
"Yea, hopefully to apologize you idiot! Because of your stupidity and clumsiness, I'm here to die in jail while you walk free! You're lucky I didn't turn you in, partner."
"Oh shut up, I'm tired of your BS. I'm here to bust you out."
"Well it's about time!"
Dan, the not so helpful WWE superstar trainer, was in on it the whole time! He was Carlos's partner from the get go and not even Vince McMahon himself knew it.
"So, here's the plan." Dan looked around to make sure no cop was listening in. "Your execution date is this Friday, but that day you also get your last meal. I'm going to be the one to bring it to you. As you know, all of the cops are supposed to be at the chamber getting things ready. The cell will be open for a clean getaway with no one on duty."
"You know what, sometimes you can act like a real moron, and then you go and do something like this.. and totally redeem yourself! Ha, ha!"
"Beautiful ain't it?"
"Tis true, freedom is a beautiful thing!"
The two laugh their time away, the rest of the world unknowing of what evil was about to be unleashed upon them. Meanwhile, back at the hotel in New York City, everyone was getting back from the funeral reception and getting ready for the house show in Washington D.C. But they all weren't excited, nothing was kicks and giggles, Chris Jericho was gone, and he was the one who always provided those kicks and giggles.
"Wow, who can believe it? Chris is gone, he's really gone, forever." Christian sighed. "It's almost impossible, when you think about it." Rikishi agreed. Jeff Hardy was too depressed to even agree or disagree or even comment by Rikishi.
"I mean, why did it have to be him, why couldn't it have been me?" Triple H asked.
"Yea, why couldn't it have been him?" Shawn Michaels said, a few laughed falsely.
"Hey, hey, cut it out." Edge nudged him and motioned towards Stephanie McMahon. Everyone turned to her and couldn't help but feel miserable again, out of them all she was hit the hardest and was the most upset.
"He did it to save me." Steph was still in denial.
"Aw, come on Steph, we can't play the blame game, it just makes it worse." Chris Benoit spoke lightly and gently to her, she was very emotionally fragile.
"He's right, we can't look at the negatives, instead we should focus on the positives." Lance Storm chimed in.
"Rather than mourn our loss, we should celebrate his gain." Rikishi added and everyone turned to him in shock. "What?"
"Kish." Jeff Hardy approached him. "That is the wisest thing I have ever heard you say."
"Thanks." Rikishi smiled a bit, blushing a little.
"But I don't think I can go on anymore, not now." Jeff's smirk turned into a frown.
"What? What are you talking about?" Stephanie turned to him.
"This is hard for me to say, but, I have to leave."
"What?" Everyone was shocked at Jeff's words.
"I have to leave you all, I have to leave everyone and everything."
"You're going to leave the WWE?" Steph confirmed and Jeff nodded yes.
"You can't!" Rikishi cried.
"Jeff, come on man, think about it, you're crazy!" Christian shook Jeff.
"No, I have to, you might not understand, but just believe me when I say I have to."
"If it's what you think is best." Christian let go of him and stepped aside to let him go.
And with that, Jeff nodded and went into his room, packed his bags and returned to the living room. All eyes were on him, in shock, confusion and sorrow. Jeff finally managed to look his friends in the eyes.
"Jeff, please, reconsider." Stephanie begged.
"No I can't, I'm sorry." Jeff shook his head. He turned once again to the group. "Good by my friends." He nodded to them, opened the door and left. Now Jeff was gone too.
"I can't believe it, first Chris and now Jeff?" Edge was still very decimated.
"This is all just too much to take!" Rikishi yelled.
"Guys, guys, maybe the best thing for us to do is just to get some rest. We've all had a very hectic few weeks." Steph stood up.
"She's right. Besides, we still have work to do." Triple H agreed.
Everyone nodded and went to their rooms. They had to drudge through the halls and drone down the stairs and pull along for the next few days. They weren't too lively, until a certain something happened on that Friday night..
"Convicted killer Carlos Carlson has escaped from prison." The news reporter said.
"What?" Everyone turned to the TV.
"Turn it up!" Steph cried and Rikishi did just that.
It was late, about 10 o' clock at night. It was dark in the room and the eerie light of the TV screen lit up everyone's face as they gathered and crowded around the TV set. The expressions on their faces were all the same, shocked.
"We have no idea how he escaped, penetration of the jail is impossible." A cop was saying. "This may have been an inside job, it may have been an outside job. We don't know yet but you can believe me when I say we'll find him and carry the sentence out."
"We'll have more on that news when information becomes available. In weather tonight, we'll be expecting thunderstorms in the next few weeks with cold temperatures higher than those of the last couple of weeks." The news reporter went on after the story broke.
"What the hell?!?" Triple H turned off the TV and stood up. Stephanie turned on a light. "That bastered escaped jail? He deserves to die for what he did to Chris!"
"Hunter, calm down." Shawn tried to calm his friend's nerves, but to be honest, his were just as raging as Triple H's.
"This is an outrage, an injustice upon mankind!" Christian yelled.
"That stupid prison, why couldn't they just kill him on the spot?" Edge growled.
"The judicial system can be so unfair and stupid sometimes." Stephanie sighed angrily.
"You know what? I won't stand for this, I won't take this laying down." Lance stood up.
"But what can we do about it?" Rikishi asked.
"What we did last time for Chris, find him." Benoit stood next to Lance.
"Go after Carlos again? I hate to be a wet blanket, but, it's gonna be like tracking a needle in a haystack. At least last time we had a bunch of leads and we had a better chance of finding him since he was still in the city, you know?" Stephanie sighed sadly.
"So you're gonna give up just like that? Did Chris give up when he was near death lying on the floor? No, he stopped Carlos from killing us. And what else did he do? He fought Carlos, and look at Chris now, he's dead. Well I won't let him die in vain! Are you with me?" Benoit stuck out his hand.
"I'm in." Lance stuck in his hand.
"Me too." Edge and Christian chimed in unison.
"You can count on me." Triple H did the same.
"And me." Shawn followed his friend's lead.
"Don't forget me." Rikishi put his hand in.
"Hey guys?" A voice made everyone turn to the door. Hulk Hogan. "You didn't forget about me now did ya?" They smiled as he walked in and placed his hand on theirs.
"You guys don't have to worry, I'm with you 100%." Stephanie was the last to stick her hand in the pile. She looked up at them. "For Chris."
"For Chris!" They all raised their hands in the air.
"Hey guys?" Hogan looked around, they turned to him. "Where's that one guy, Dan?"
Everyone looked around, where was Dan? Suddenly a bolt of thunder echoed throughout the night, causing the whole group to gasp and freeze in the dark room as all the lights flickered dimly. They all watched quietly as Stephanie walked over to the window and looked outside, it was raining.
"Carlos."
"Ah, if it isn't Dan, the helpful WWE superstar trainer."
"Ha, ha, very funny. You know why I'm here."
"Yea, hopefully to apologize you idiot! Because of your stupidity and clumsiness, I'm here to die in jail while you walk free! You're lucky I didn't turn you in, partner."
"Oh shut up, I'm tired of your BS. I'm here to bust you out."
"Well it's about time!"
Dan, the not so helpful WWE superstar trainer, was in on it the whole time! He was Carlos's partner from the get go and not even Vince McMahon himself knew it.
"So, here's the plan." Dan looked around to make sure no cop was listening in. "Your execution date is this Friday, but that day you also get your last meal. I'm going to be the one to bring it to you. As you know, all of the cops are supposed to be at the chamber getting things ready. The cell will be open for a clean getaway with no one on duty."
"You know what, sometimes you can act like a real moron, and then you go and do something like this.. and totally redeem yourself! Ha, ha!"
"Beautiful ain't it?"
"Tis true, freedom is a beautiful thing!"
The two laugh their time away, the rest of the world unknowing of what evil was about to be unleashed upon them. Meanwhile, back at the hotel in New York City, everyone was getting back from the funeral reception and getting ready for the house show in Washington D.C. But they all weren't excited, nothing was kicks and giggles, Chris Jericho was gone, and he was the one who always provided those kicks and giggles.
"Wow, who can believe it? Chris is gone, he's really gone, forever." Christian sighed. "It's almost impossible, when you think about it." Rikishi agreed. Jeff Hardy was too depressed to even agree or disagree or even comment by Rikishi.
"I mean, why did it have to be him, why couldn't it have been me?" Triple H asked.
"Yea, why couldn't it have been him?" Shawn Michaels said, a few laughed falsely.
"Hey, hey, cut it out." Edge nudged him and motioned towards Stephanie McMahon. Everyone turned to her and couldn't help but feel miserable again, out of them all she was hit the hardest and was the most upset.
"He did it to save me." Steph was still in denial.
"Aw, come on Steph, we can't play the blame game, it just makes it worse." Chris Benoit spoke lightly and gently to her, she was very emotionally fragile.
"He's right, we can't look at the negatives, instead we should focus on the positives." Lance Storm chimed in.
"Rather than mourn our loss, we should celebrate his gain." Rikishi added and everyone turned to him in shock. "What?"
"Kish." Jeff Hardy approached him. "That is the wisest thing I have ever heard you say."
"Thanks." Rikishi smiled a bit, blushing a little.
"But I don't think I can go on anymore, not now." Jeff's smirk turned into a frown.
"What? What are you talking about?" Stephanie turned to him.
"This is hard for me to say, but, I have to leave."
"What?" Everyone was shocked at Jeff's words.
"I have to leave you all, I have to leave everyone and everything."
"You're going to leave the WWE?" Steph confirmed and Jeff nodded yes.
"You can't!" Rikishi cried.
"Jeff, come on man, think about it, you're crazy!" Christian shook Jeff.
"No, I have to, you might not understand, but just believe me when I say I have to."
"If it's what you think is best." Christian let go of him and stepped aside to let him go.
And with that, Jeff nodded and went into his room, packed his bags and returned to the living room. All eyes were on him, in shock, confusion and sorrow. Jeff finally managed to look his friends in the eyes.
"Jeff, please, reconsider." Stephanie begged.
"No I can't, I'm sorry." Jeff shook his head. He turned once again to the group. "Good by my friends." He nodded to them, opened the door and left. Now Jeff was gone too.
"I can't believe it, first Chris and now Jeff?" Edge was still very decimated.
"This is all just too much to take!" Rikishi yelled.
"Guys, guys, maybe the best thing for us to do is just to get some rest. We've all had a very hectic few weeks." Steph stood up.
"She's right. Besides, we still have work to do." Triple H agreed.
Everyone nodded and went to their rooms. They had to drudge through the halls and drone down the stairs and pull along for the next few days. They weren't too lively, until a certain something happened on that Friday night..
"Convicted killer Carlos Carlson has escaped from prison." The news reporter said.
"What?" Everyone turned to the TV.
"Turn it up!" Steph cried and Rikishi did just that.
It was late, about 10 o' clock at night. It was dark in the room and the eerie light of the TV screen lit up everyone's face as they gathered and crowded around the TV set. The expressions on their faces were all the same, shocked.
"We have no idea how he escaped, penetration of the jail is impossible." A cop was saying. "This may have been an inside job, it may have been an outside job. We don't know yet but you can believe me when I say we'll find him and carry the sentence out."
"We'll have more on that news when information becomes available. In weather tonight, we'll be expecting thunderstorms in the next few weeks with cold temperatures higher than those of the last couple of weeks." The news reporter went on after the story broke.
"What the hell?!?" Triple H turned off the TV and stood up. Stephanie turned on a light. "That bastered escaped jail? He deserves to die for what he did to Chris!"
"Hunter, calm down." Shawn tried to calm his friend's nerves, but to be honest, his were just as raging as Triple H's.
"This is an outrage, an injustice upon mankind!" Christian yelled.
"That stupid prison, why couldn't they just kill him on the spot?" Edge growled.
"The judicial system can be so unfair and stupid sometimes." Stephanie sighed angrily.
"You know what? I won't stand for this, I won't take this laying down." Lance stood up.
"But what can we do about it?" Rikishi asked.
"What we did last time for Chris, find him." Benoit stood next to Lance.
"Go after Carlos again? I hate to be a wet blanket, but, it's gonna be like tracking a needle in a haystack. At least last time we had a bunch of leads and we had a better chance of finding him since he was still in the city, you know?" Stephanie sighed sadly.
"So you're gonna give up just like that? Did Chris give up when he was near death lying on the floor? No, he stopped Carlos from killing us. And what else did he do? He fought Carlos, and look at Chris now, he's dead. Well I won't let him die in vain! Are you with me?" Benoit stuck out his hand.
"I'm in." Lance stuck in his hand.
"Me too." Edge and Christian chimed in unison.
"You can count on me." Triple H did the same.
"And me." Shawn followed his friend's lead.
"Don't forget me." Rikishi put his hand in.
"Hey guys?" A voice made everyone turn to the door. Hulk Hogan. "You didn't forget about me now did ya?" They smiled as he walked in and placed his hand on theirs.
"You guys don't have to worry, I'm with you 100%." Stephanie was the last to stick her hand in the pile. She looked up at them. "For Chris."
"For Chris!" They all raised their hands in the air.
"Hey guys?" Hogan looked around, they turned to him. "Where's that one guy, Dan?"
Everyone looked around, where was Dan? Suddenly a bolt of thunder echoed throughout the night, causing the whole group to gasp and freeze in the dark room as all the lights flickered dimly. They all watched quietly as Stephanie walked over to the window and looked outside, it was raining.