The WWE Mole by Eternal Sailor Serenity
The Mole Chapter One: The Journey Begins First Task
A/N: I don't own the WWE, it's superstars, or the show The Mole. This story is not meant to be an interaction story. Only the wrestlers are trying to figure out who the mole is. Enjoy the story and review please if you can with comments and other stuff. The questions at the end of each chapter are needed. Anyone who has watched the mole knows that a test must be taken at the end of each show. Only in this chaper will you see what the players will answer for them.
Summary: Eleven WWE superstars are about to take part in a game for one million dollars. However one among them is sabotaging the tasks, costing the team money. Each week one player will be sent home. Only one person will win and they will figure out who is the mole..
Kane was seen speeding down in a giant van. He remembered the conversation that he had with the producer. Kane was told that today he was randomly selected to drive this van in the first task. He read the directions again and looked at the map.
"Okay, I have until four pm to pick up the other ten players. That means I have an hour and a half to find them all. I wonder who are the others playing? I have to find this club first."
Kane drove to the destination and got out of the van. He went inside and saw all different types of people hanging out. The big red machine cleared his voice before bellowing, "Is anybody here playing The Mole?" The people pretty much ignored him. Kane was about to speak up again when someone behind him cleared their voice.
"Keep your voice down, Kane." Lita frowned at the man in front of her. He looked down at her and frowned, "Lita."
"Yeah, that's my name Kane. Now what were you talking about? Are you doing the mole thing too?" Lita watched as Kane nodded.
"You have to come with me because the first task has already begun." Kane walked towards the exit, "Aren't you coming?"
"No, I'm not going. I would never go with you anywhere again after you ruined my life," Lita said as she crossed her arms and stood her ground.
"We don't have time for this, red. We are not going to get the money if everybody doesn't come."
He grabbed the redhead, threw her over his shoulder, and walked out of the club. When he got outside, he locked her in the back of the van and drove off. Their next stop was at a playground where they found another player.
"Rob Van Dam, get your but down here!" Kane yelled up to RVD. The highflyer looked peaceful as he meditated with his eyes closed. "Can you hear me Rob?"
"Looks like I'm going to have to go up there and get him." Lita climbed the bars and crawled her way over to RVD. She pushed him off and into the arms of Kane.
"Hey what was that for? Red? Kane?" RVD looked at them confused.
"We'll explain later, just get in the van," Kane carried him over to the van and dropped him hard. Lita climbed in as well, not wanting to be in the front seat next to Kane. They went to the next stop, a beauty parlor, and found Trish and Ashley.
"No, not them..." Lita moaned as she saw her most hated rival.
"Hello Lita, hello Kane and Rob. Ashley and I were getting a make over because we are on a tv reality show," Trish beamed at the group.
"Let me guess Trish, is it the mole?" Rob smirked as he saw the blonde's face turn to shock.
"How do you know? This is supposed to be a secret," Ashley worried out loud.
"The show's already begun and we are in the middle of our first task. If I don't get you guys and six others to the hotel by four o'clock, then we are not going to get much money."
Kane drove to the next stop, a barroom. A few men were thrown out of its' doors. Triple H and HBK walked out together rubbing their hands.
"So the game's begun, no pun to you Hunter," Shawn declared. Triple H side glanced at Shawn before shaking his head.
"We've been watching you guys on tv. Lets get going, I want to win a lot of money." Triple H was about to get into the van before someone stopped him.
"How do we know that you're not the mole?"
Triple H glared up at the man in front of him, "The same could be said about you Van Dam."
Shawn gave a push to Triple H's back and Hunter fell into the van and on top of RVD. Rob silently glared at Triple H as he stood up slowly. At the next stop, a bookstore. Edge sat outside and glared at the van.
"This is my welcoming committee? No thanks, I'll stay here until they send a limo to come pick me up."
"Then I guess you'll be sitting out here for a long time then. They aren't sending any limos and unless you want to earn some cash, I suggest that you get your fat behind into this van so we can go," Ashley said as she was pushed down from behind by Lita. Trish went into a defense mode as she saw her best friend fall. She bent down and tried to hit her Chick Kick on Lita but it was caught.
"Uh, uh, uh Trish. We don't have the time for a cat fight now. Lita, get your man into the van now," Shawn glared at the redhead and her boyfriend as they headed towards the van. Triple H whispered into Shawn's ear, "How did you know she was going for the Chick Kick?"
The Heart Break Kid responded, "I know a thing or two about kicking people...Sweet Chin Music, remember?"
Kane grabbed Edge just as he was about to step into the van.
"Hey Edge, is there anybody else here with you? Anyone else from the WWE? Besides Lita and Van Dam, everybody else has been paired up."
"Now that you mentioned it, I was stuck with the bouncy beast."
Triple H and Kane gave him an odd look, "Bouncy beast!?"
Edge tried to explain, "That brown haired one that is always jumping around."
"Okay who could that be?" Shawn sat down to think.
"I already know who it is now. It's Mickie, Mickie James was the one with Edge. Mickie! It's me, your idol Trish Stratus. Come out and join the group." She didn't want to say it but it was the only way to get Mickie James out.
Out of nowhere Mickie came out and ran up to Trish, hugging her. Ashley and Trish both looked a little bit uncomfortable with the stalker diva and quickly got into the van. Ashley glared at the back of Mickie's head the whole time while Trish decided to take her chances and sit up front with Kane.
"How many more people do we have to find Kane?" Trish asked.
"Only two more to go. I only wonder if one of them in the back is the mole or maybe the mole is sitting right beside me."
Trish countered, "Or the mole could be sitting right next to me."
The next place they were at was a rapping studio. Both Edge and Triple H groaned as they looked at the place.
"We have to pick him up?!" Edge sat in the van and pouted.
"I guess so..." Triple H moaned.
John Cena came out of the building and hollered at the group, "It's my chain gang!"
"Cena, who else is here?" Kane looked around.
"Was there supposed to be someone here?" John asked as he shrugged.
"That was the last place to look," Trish said as someone tapped her from behind.
"I'm looking for a mole game. I was supposed to meet at a studio but I got lost," Maria smiled innocently.
"You're in the right place sweets. Come with us and you'll find out where the game is at."
Kane drove to the hotel as fast as he could, making some of the players fearing for their lives. Eleven people are seen walking in a straight line. The camera zooms in on each person as they make their statements. The first one seen is Rob Van Dam. The others in the line are John Cena, Maria, Mickie James, Kane, Ashley, Trish Stratus, Shawn Michaels, Triple H, Lita, and Edge.
"Dude, I'm going to win," Rob Van Dam commented.
"My time is now to find the mole," John Cena raised a fist into the air.
"What is a mole?" Maria asked being her usual self.
"I am the mole," Mickie James smiled evilly.
"I am definitely not the mole," Kane said cracking his fingers.
"Could I be the mole, who knows?" Ashley grinned.
"I know who the mole is," Trish said while looking around at the group.
"What better mole then HBK?" Shawn frowned at the others.
"I'm better then any stinking mole," Triple H gave a crazed look.
"I want to sleep with the mole," Lita was holding Edge's hand.
"My Lita better not be the mole," Edge gave a suspicious look towards his girlfriend.
They arrived at a hotel and were greeted by their host.
"Ladies and assclowns, presenting the host, me Chris Jericho. I'm the highlight of the night baby...however not this night. This night you eleven are in the spotlight. Over the course of ten days, one of you will get the chance to win up to one million dollars. Ten people are in for the money, but one of you are secretly being paid to keep the others from winning money. You can call this unfair, but I call it sabotaging. You cannot trust anybody, not even your girlfriend or your best friend."
Chris gave a look over to Edge and Lita and then to Trish and Ashley.
"The game began this afternoon when Kane was informed that he was the one selected to pick you all up. He was successful in this task, however since he arrived an hour late your winnings will be cut in half. Instead of winning a possible $55,000 dollars, you have only put in $27,500 dollars."
The group looked a bit upset.
"We will have dinner next and afterwards we'll have the last task for today. Then you will do your confessionals and then take the quiz on the mole."
The group silently ate dinner watching each others movements and taking notes. After dinner they met back up with Jericho. Chris held a small blue book in his hand.
"Okay your next task is this. Inside this rented hotel are eleven journals. You will keep your notes about the mole inside these. The journals are numbered one to eleven and one of them has a fingerprint on it. If you find the one with the fingerprint then you will get an exemption. This means that you cannot go home tonight even if you get the lowest score on the quiz. Now go find those journals!"
The group scattered into the hotel looking high and low for the little blue objects. Trish was trying to keep away from Mickie as she searched. Edge found a journal, but put it back after it didn't have a fingerprint on it. Fifteen minutes later, the group found themselves back in the lobby again.
"Okay, reveal your journals," Chris looked at the group. Rob Van Dam had one. Shawn Michaels, two. Trish Stratus, three. Maria, four and a fingerprint. John Cena, five. Lita, six. Kane, seven. Mickie James, eight. Edge, nine. Triple H, ten. Ashley, eleven.
"Now the number on the book is the order you will be doing your confessionals. RVD, you're up first." Chris Jericho led Rob into another room. After Rob came out, the next number went in and it kept on going until everybody has gone. Here is each person's confessional that they said while being in the room by themselves.
"Today has been one wild day. I get pushed off the monkey bars by Lita and then have to search a hotel for journals. Who is the mole? I think the mole would have to be Edge, just because I don't trust the guy. He didn't want to come with us to the hotel." RVD thought it was Edge.
"I think the mole would probably have to be Lita because she seems like a mole. Plus, Kane said she didn't want to leave the club when told the first task had started." HBK thought it was Lita.
"I would have to guess Mickie because not only is she a pain but she disappeared from the front of the bookstore. That seems like she wanted the group to lose. Kane seems like a sweetheart though. He can't be the mole." Trish thought it was Mickie.
"I got a fingerprint! Why is there a fingerprint on my journal again? Oh well, if I had to pick anybody it would have to be Rob Van Dam because I don't know him that well." Maria thought it was RVD.
"I had fun rapping at the studio today. Now to the serious part. The person I think is the mole would be Kane. This is because we lost money for being late in the first task. Kane could have sat around before he picked up the first person." John Cena thought it was Kane.
"Trish is the mole, enough said." Lita thought it was Trish.
"I would pick Triple H because he has the mole personality." Kane thought it was Triple H.
"It just has to be Ashley because she's such a witch, trying to take Trish Stratus away from me." Mickie James thought it was Ashley.
"I would say the mole is that air head Maria. She may seem innocent but I know she's a ruthless player." Edge thought it was Maria.
"My guess so far is John Cena. So far it's too early to tell who the mole is and I think I should go with John Cena." Triple H thought it was Cena.
"I know this is weird but my guess is Shawn Michaels. He's a man full of surprises." Ashley thought it was HBK.
"I'm the mole and I'm already having a good time. Lets see the others find me. One by One, they will fall until only one is left and it is my job to make sure they don't win a lot of money," the mole was ready to do it's job.
Chris Jericho led the group as a whole into the test-taking room. They sat down at different areas and awaited instruction.
"This will be the last time all eleven of you are in the same room together while being on this show. That is because tonight one of you is going home. Lets see how much you know about the mole.
They started the ten question quiz. Here were the questions for the quiz.
'Where was the mole picked up in the first game?' Kane wrote down barroom.
'Which group was the mole in when they were picked up?' Lita wrote down Trish/Ashley group.
'Did the mole receive an exemption today?' John Cena wrote down no.
'What number journal did the mole receive?' Edge wrote down four.
'What color shirt did the mole wear to dinner?' Shawn wrote down dark red.
'When the introductions were made, what did the mole say?' "I am the mole," Trish wrote down.
'Did the mole sit in the front or the back of the van?' Ashley wrote down back.
'What did the mole eat for dinner?' Triple H wrote down meat.
'What gender is the mole?' RVD wrote down male.
'Who is the mole?' Mickie wrote down Ashley.
"That was a hard quiz. I don't even think I got half those questions right," Maria said out loud once the tests were collected.
"Okay lets see who's going home tonight," Chris watched the names of the players come up and flash green. When Kane's name came up, his flashed red.
"What does red mean?" Maria asked pointing at the screen.
"Red means that Kane will be going home tonight. Kane you are the mole's first victim." Kane grabbed his bags and headed for the door.
"I honestly wasn't sure who the mole was. They all acted a little mole-ish to me. I want Trish to win because she was nice to me back in the van."
"Tomorrow starts another day so get some rest," Chris smiled as the players left the room. "One down eight more to go."
