Hey! Another DX fanfic! Quite frankly I don't know if you are gonna like it or not, but anyway, enjoy!!
One day, Hunter and Shawn were on their way to RAW, ready to give the fans a good show. When they arrived, they went right to their locker room with a DX logo on the door. They changed to wrestling gears. Shawn was finished before Hunter because he didn't had to put tape. Then HBK heard a knock on the door.
"Go answer Shawn" Hunter told him, obviously, he heard it too. The heart break kid reached and opened the door, but saw no one. He looked multiple times, right to left, but nothing.
"Who is it buddy" Hunter said, joining his friend. The game was now dressed and ready to fight.
"There's nobody" Shawn informed Hunter. Then Hunter looked outside and saw an envelop on the floor. He picked it up and opened it.
"You think you are funny and the best tag team in history? Well, you are wrong and we'll prove it to you in a few weeks. Until then, we will be watching you so better watch your backs because you never know when an accident could happen…Signed 1211 & 181819" Hunter read.
"What does that means, why numbers" Shawn asked his best friend.
"No idea. Maybe some stupid guy doing us a prank or something. Anyway, we have to go, our match begins in a minute" Hunter said.
They left their locker room and headed for their match against Cade and Murdoch. They won the match easily and got back to the locker room to shower and change to normal clothes. When Hunter got out of the shower, he found Shawn, sitting on the couch with a letter in his hands.
"Another letter" Hunter asked.
"Yeah, listen to this" HBK said. "Not bad, you beat those two low skilled idiots, but everybody could have. My partner and I, would have won faster than you did, proving that you are not near better than us. You are probably wondering who we are, well you'll have to wait. But we feel generous today, so here's a hint. Our finishers , that are better than yours of course, are the 181115 and the 19165118. See you very soon…" Shawn read.
"Numbers again, I don't understand" Shawn exclaimed in annoyance.
"Forget about it, It's only crap" Hunter said as he threw the letter in the trash can.
The next week, as DX were walking backstage, trying to kill the time and causing trouble as usual, when they got attacked by two masked men. Those two were about the same height, not fat, but enough well built. Hunter and Shawn received multiple iron pipe and chairs shots by the two mystery men.
"Since you don't take this seriously, well, we decided to show you that it is serious" one said.
"Now, I hope you are aware of it" the other said. They left and have not been seen for the rest of the night.
The week following the ambush, DX were now furious, they wanted to snap the neck of those two freaks who attacked them last week. But the problem is that they had no idea of who it could be.
"Let's make a list of potentials suspects and make our little investigation" Shawn suggested .
"Good idea" Hunter agreed as he took a piece of paper and a pencil.
"Okay, who hate us enough to do that" Shawn asked.
"Vince and Shane" Hunter said.
"Nah, that's not their style to masked themselves, you know, the Mcmahon's pride. They would not wear masks" Shawn replied.
"Yeah, you're right" Hunter agreed.
"Cade and Murdoch" Shawn tried.
"Do you think they could write a letter" Hunter asked. Shawn laughed and said no. Hunter laughed too.
"Hum, the Hardys" Shawn said.
"I don't think it's them, but I'll add them" Hunter responded.
"OH! I KNOW! It's Brett Hart! He wants revenge on me for what happened 12 years ago" Shawn started to panic.
"Don't be ridiculous man, Hart retired a long time ago, why would he choose this moment to get revenge on you? Calm down buddy" Hunter said as he looked at him with an exasperated look on his face.
"Alright, alright. What about the brothers of destruction" Shawn suggested, finally calmed.
"Nope, too big to fit in the costumes our attackers wore" The game replied.
After many minutes passed to find suitable suspects, they came out with 3 potential pairing: The Hardys, Miz & Morrison and Shad & JTG.
"Who are we gonna find first" HBK asked.
"We'll start with the Hardys. I don't think they had anything to do with that, so let's get over with it" Hunter responded.
They found them in their locker room, talking about out coming matches.
"Hey Hunter, what's up Shawn" Jeff greeted them.
"Well, you must know that we got attacked last week by two guys, so spit it out before we make you talk" Shawn said aggressively.
"Whoa, easy there buddy, calm down" Hunter told his friend.
"Just tell us what you know about it, that's all" Hunter added.
"We saw the two of you on TV, getting ambushed by those two masked guys with weapons" Matt informed DX.
"And where were you when it happened" The game said.
"At this time, I was in a locker room to hide my candies so Jeff would not find them. You know how he gets when he eats sugar, the hyperactive guy" Matt laughed. Jeff was looking at his brother angrily and told DX that he was getting ready for his match against Edge that night.
"Alright, that's all we needed to know, thanks" Hunter said as he left with Shawn.
"They're out" The game told the heart break kid.
"Yeah" Shawn replied, now all calmed down.
"Let's talk to cryme time" Shawn added.
They walked around the arena in search for them. Finally, they found the men they were looking for, walking and dancing at the same time, chanting 'Money, Money, Yeah, Yeah'.
"Hey, man, dude, wasup, were cool, you're cool, we want to talk with cha about something if you're cool with you, yo chill, respect" Shawn said while trying to do moves like gangsters.
Both Shad and JTG looked at him like if lost his mind before looking at Hunter who seemed kind of embarrassed.
"Hum, yeah, what is it" Shad said, breaking the awkward silence caused by Shawn's tentative at talking like a gangster.
"It's about last week when we got attacked" Hunter told them.
"And I know that for money, you would be ready to do lots of things, so if someone paid you" Hunter said.
"Hey chill out man, we were in the parking lot, stealing JBL's limo to sell it afterward, we made a lot of money. We are kinda surprise that someone actually bought it" JTG said, laughing.
"Oh! That explains why he is in such a bad mood, the funny part is that he have to drive a KIA until he gets another" Hunter laughed, joined by the 3 other men.
Then, knowing that cryme time didn't do it, they let them go. They were a last team on their list to have a little talk with.
"Miz and Morrison are the last, let's go" Shawn said.
They found them and asked the same questions they asked to the other suspects.
"W e don't have to answer to you punks, you are not cops or detectives" Morrison said, coldly.
"Yeah, and even if you would have wanted to be one, you would have failed for sure" The Miz told them in a mocking voice.
"I'm gonna show you what happens to little trash talking boy who dares to insult us" The game said as he headed towards to beat the hell of them.
"Whoa Hunter! We need them in one piece if we want answers from them" Shawn said, trying to calm his friend. At the words Hunter said, Miz and Morrison were scared a bit of what the great Triple H could do to them.
"If you want answers, come and get them in the ring, tonight" The Miz said after he found a little bit of courage.
"You want a match? Against us? Why not, see you out there" Hunter said, smirking evilly at how he is gonna beat them.
What's gonna happen next? Will DX find the ones they're searching for? Looks like you'll have to wait until the next chapter comes up. Review please!!