Title: Of All the Lucky

Main Characters: Lucky Cannon/Nexus

Other Characters: NXT Season 2 Rookies
Rating: M

Summary: Lucky just wants his friends back. Will he pull them out of the Nexus clutch or get sucked into it?

Disclaimer: Story idea is mine. Lucky, the Rookies and Nexus belong to FCW/WWE and themselves. Story involves the following: strong sexual content, rape references, kidnapping, mentions of alcohol use and drug use

Notes: Story takes place during NXT Season 2. Nexus is still together with the original lineup (minus Daniel Bryan). Lucky Cannon is still a part of FCW.


The Homecoming

The Nexus was coming home. Back to where it all began: NXT. They say it's to evaluate the Season Two rookies, but for what? After the Season 2 Pros put a stomping on the S2 rookies to squash any potential uprising, it was doubtful that any of them would be stupid enough to try it. So why are they really here?

Lucky Cannon along with the other S2 rookies look up to see the members of Nexus enter the already small locker room.

"Well now, this brings back memories." Wade announces. His fellow Nexus members chuckle behind him.

Lucky brushes away the urge to roll his eyes at the Season 1 winner. He never did like Barrett. Even when he was in the trenches with the other rookies, he acted as if he was above everyone else. A general consensus was that no one really liked him passed his wrestling ability…or so Lucky thought. His blue eyes shift over to three men he though were his friends: Justin Gabriel, Heath Slater and Darren Young, or as he was known among the small group by his first name, "Fred". They once thought the same things. Now they follow Barrett around like his personal army and destroy who or what gets in his way. Especially Justin. Wade uses him as the devastating exclamation point to all of Nexus' rampages. His 450 splash has put a few people on the injured list.

"Hey," Percy "Showtime" Watson says to Wade. "Now we don't want any trouble 'round here ya dig?" He ends his statement with a nervous laugh.

"Relax Percy." Wade responds in a sickening upbeat voice. "We're only here to wish you luck in your matches tonight."

A snort is heard coming from Husky Harris, "Yeah."

Two sets of brown and one set of green eyes return the gaze to Lucky. Their stone expressions almost make it hard for the Season 2 rookie to keep up this kind of contact. The stare down doesn't go unnoticed by Wade.

"Let's go." He orders the rest of Nexus.

The group files out of the locker room with no objections.

"Lucky! Where are you- hey man, that train is gone." Percy calls out to Lucky when he sees him about to follow.

"Yeah." Mike McGillicutty agrees. "They're so far up Wade's ass that they're not going to listen."

Eli Cottonwood shakes his head and frowns. "Bad idea."

"I have to try. I know they wouldn't give up on me." Lucky replies before leaving the room. He jogs quickly to catch up with them when he spots Nexus going into their private dressing room.

"Hey…hey Justin! Heath! Fred! Wait up!"

"Take care of that." Wade sternly tells the younger members before entering the room. They wait outside, not making a move to meet up with their former friend.

"What do you want, Rookie?" Darren spits out with distain when Lucky finally catches up.

"Rookie? My name is Lucky, Fred." Lucky responds, a little taken aback at how he is addressed. "What happened to you guys?"

All three Nexus members laugh.

"Man, get out of here." Darren says. "Go back to your little dressing room and pretend that you're good enough to play with the big boys."

It takes all of Lucky's willpower not to slug him in the jaw. He knows that Darren has an ego, but he's never been dumb enough to pull it on him.

"I just want the rational thinking dudes who are supposed to be my friends back."

"We never stopped being rational." Heath drawls out. "We were just 'lucky' enough to take an opportunity."

"By being Barrett's puppets? Come on! Don't play me like that."

Lucky couldn't believe this conversation. They're acting as if Wade is their savior!

"You never really lost us." Justin's calmness set Lucky's nerves on edge. The coldness in his dark green eyes doesn't help either. He steps uncomfortably closer to the taller man. "All you have to do is get," He uses his index finger to draw line down the front of Lucky's t-shirt to the word on his shirt. "lucky too. "

Lucky stands there dumbfounded as Justin, Heath and Darren disappear into the dressing room. Maybe everyone is right. They are too gone to save.