Disclaimer: I do not own the following WWE Superstars or divas, and I don't own the wrestling business.
Warnings: There's going to be some, I guess, sad things here, but nothing bad just yet so no worries.
Beginning notes: I really wanted to do a slasher fan fiction, since gore is good. I love the original gore and bloody movies where there's a killer on the loose. So hopefully this will be a hit. If this doesn't do well then I think I'm going to put a break on writing any more stories.

The sun was beginning to go down the horizon, and night would soon come. Many began to fall asleep; others listened to music or talked to one of their friends. Everyone on the bus opened their window curtains so they can see the moon. It was brighter and bigger than ever tonight. The women on the bus were Melina, Mickie, Beth and Kelly. The men on the bus were CM Punk (Phil Brooks), John Cena, Rey Mysterio (Oscar G.) and Dave Batista. They all decided to go on the same bus ride to the next city for Monday Night Raw.

All the girls fell asleep, but some of the men stayed up talking. John had been talking to Phil for a while when he got a text message from Mickie saying, "You're loud. Go to sleep, now. Lol." He looked back to the left side of the aisle, where she was and he mouthed out, "Okay".

"Anyways, like I was saying…" Cena said louder. All the girls woke up and snapped at Cena. But it was just all fun and laughs.

It didn't take long till everyone had gone to bed in his or her seats.

Oscar woke up and looked at his watch. He had slept for a long time for that's how it seemed. He looked around the bus and noticed everyone was still dosed off. He looked out the window and saw another vehicle beside the bus. He couldn't make out what kind of vehicle it was because the bus was blocking the moon's light from hitting it. That's when he heard something outside and felt the bus swerving out of control. The driver was cursing out in fear and trying to control the steering wheel the best he can.

Oscar didn't know what to do. He just yelled out, "Wake up! Everyone wake up!" It was too late to react in any way. The bus swayed and began to fall to its right side. Oscar held on to his seat as tight as he could. Melina heard Oscar's yell and gripped the seat too, and she screamed at the top of her lungs. That awoke everyone in the bus. As the bus crashed to the ground, many were sent falling down too.

All was silent and all was still for about a minute. Then Phil opened his eyes and was met with Cena, who had blood streaming down his face. He wasn't moving.

Mickie rose up from the wreckage and began to cry from the pain she felt along her arm. She walked over to Kelly and saw her shaking. Beth was lying down with her hands covering her face, she was crying too.

Oscar got up and felt a sharp pain in his leg, but managed to crawl over to Dave. He shook Dave a couple of times, and thankfully saw that his friend was alive. Oscar looked around to find Melina, and saw that she was fine but with several cuts on her body.

"What happened? How did he lose control of the bus?" Melina asked Oscar in a low voice.

"I don't know really. There was a car beside the bus, and then I heard a sound coming from the bus, and that's when he lost control."

"Where's the driver?" Mickie held her arm.

Oscar limped to where the front of the bus would be and found the driver dead. Glass had pierced parts of his body, including his head.

"He's dead," he said walking back to where the group was.

"I think Cena is dead too," Phil spoke out quietly.

"What?" Mickie said.

"He's not moving for fuck's sake!"

Mickie walked over to where Cena was and knelt down. She placed a hand on his chest and gasped. "He's alive, he's breathing. He just might be unconscious."

Nobody knew what exactly to feel. Whether to be happy for this or to still be shocked by what happened. Everyone was hurt badly and they didn't know exactly where they were. All they could see outside the bus was woods upon woods. They were stuck.