A/N I haven't written anything for a long time now and desperately need to catch up with my stories before I have to study way too much before I fall behind - again. So how better to do that then creating yet another story? Brilliant idea, Chainsaw, brilliant...Ugh...But anyway, this idea was playing around in my head for a while after a friend challenged me to write a horror, or at least a bit spooky of a story with five WWE superstars. Me being me, I had to have Wade, if you've read my work before you'll know I have a huge crush on that man; moving on! Don't like? Don't read...

The Haunted Mansion...(It was the best I could think of!)

Chapters: 1/?

Pairings: Undecided. (Possibly) Sheamus/Wade with a dash of Antonio and Randy/John?

Warnings: Rated T. SLASH. Horror/Hurt/Comfort/Humor etc...

Disclaimer: I do NOT own anything or anyone; I only own the plot to this story.

The rain was heavy with the sound of thunder roaring in the distance, the night's sky was only being illuminated by flashes of lightening, the moon was covered by darkening clouds filled with more rain droplets ready to be shed. A forest full of leaf-less trees were dancing as the wind crashed into them like the waves of the sea floating in the breeze. A small light flashed through the tress of the forest suddenly as five males walked into a clearing, a small torch resting in the older mans hands.

"See fellas? It's not far now!" Sheamus, also known in the WWE as the Celtic Warrior said as he turned the light towards his friends, staring at a tired looking Wade Barrett, un-nerved Antonio Cesero, cranky looking Randy Orton and a sighing John Cena. He smiled sheepishly; the rain battered against his coat, his jeans already soaked through and his shoes covered in a thick layer of mud. Wade was in a black leather jacket and dark grey jeans, Antonio wore more of suit-like style, Randy was cladded in a Viper shirt and jeans - his coat unzipped yet his hood was up as with everyone else's other than Cesero's, and John was in a white shirt and light blue jeans; all of their shoes like Sheamus' - unrecognisable.

"You said that two hours ago," Wade growled, rubbing a hand over his face as he tugged at his coat, tried and wet. Why he had agreed to come with Sheamus and the others to check out a "Haunted House," (all because Sheamus said it would be fun) he didn't know. He was pretty sure Randy was in the same mood, but of cause never showed any emotion other than anger. "Maybe we should head back to the hotel?" His green eyes pleaded, he wasn't afraid of the dark, and the thunder and lightening only un-nerved him a little, but something didn't seem right...And it wasn't just from the fact they were heading to a haunted house...

John nodded his head in agreement. "Wade's got a point, we're in the middle of nowhere, no food or water, and it's raining –"

"But fella!" Sheamus protested. "The house isn't far from here."

"We should humor the Irish man," Antonio suggested with a shrug of his shoulders. "After all, we wouldn't want to have came all this way for nothing, would we?" He looked between Wade and John, both of who grumbled in response. "Perhaps a vote might please you more?"

Sheamus flicked the light between the group that he had nominated himself to lead. "I swear fella's; it's not far from here…"

Finally, Randy spoke up. "You know what, I don't care about a haunted house in the middle of a forest, I just want to have a roof over my head and go to sleep," he looked at his watch. "Its 10:15pm, I've got an interview in the morning and don't fancy walking all this way and then having to walking all the way back for nothing; so we're going to the house, vote or no vote, I'm going – so Sheamus hurry up and led the way…"

Antonio smirked as Randy stormed off a head; Sheamus rolled his eyes before following while using the light to keep track of a storming viper as the rain came down heavier. John looked back at Wade before giving an apologetic look, chasing after the other two who were only a few feet away.

"Come on, Barrett…" Antonio nudged his side. "I wouldn't want my rose to get lost in this place…" He walked off as Wade glared at him. Don't get him wrong, he liked Cesero, just not like Antonio liked him; countless of times turning down the other should have given him the hint by now. Shaking his head, Wade looked back at the line of trees they had just came from even though he couldn't see much because of the darkness of the night; why did he have such a bad feeling about this? He couldn't help but feel as though someone was watching him...

'Must be bleedin' losing it...' Wade knew he was just tired, a whole day of rehabilitation for his shoulder took it out of him, having Sheamus pleading with him to tag along on a spooky horror trip in the middle of no where didn't help either...

(A while later...)

"So this is the house that's supposedly haunted?" John asked skeptically as he looked over an old, abandoned house -a mansion to be more precise- in the middle of the forest, not a soul, other than the five WWE superstars were in sight.

"Yep!" Sheamus looked proud that he had found such a place as he grinned happily, looking up at the mansion through the hood of his water-proof coat.

"And just where did you get the information that this was a haunted mansion?" Randy questioned as he looked at the elder man who shrugged, the house did look haunted…It was as though it was from the Victorian time, dark grey, paint-flaked and neglected, its windowpanes smeary with age and dirt, its brickwork crumbling away. Adorned as it was with all manner of gargoyles and carvings, these Gothic touches held a sinister threat of evildoing within. The path to the door was overgrown with bushes and brambles whose thorns reached out to capture the unwary, a Wall not far from the door. Yeah...Not creepy at all...

It did seem like a house of horrors.

"From this old bloke at a pub, I don't really remember the details other than where it was located…" Sheamus answered truthfully as he pulled out his phone to take a snap shout, only to frown once he realised there was no signal. "What the hell?"

Everyone turned to the Irish man and raised an eyebrow.

"What's the matter?" Wade and Antonio asked in sync.

"No signal…"

"Me neither," John replied.

"Nor me," came Antonio.

"…" Randy stayed quiet though they all knew his was the same.

"We are in the middle of nowhere, lads…" Wade rolled his eyes; he had left his phone in his hotel room thinking he would be back by now, but clearly not. "What did you expect, a good connection?"

"Well now that you put it like that…" Sheamus put his phone away as did the others with coughs and mumbles which came out as they did. "To the haunted mansion!" Sheamus laughed evilly as he rubbed his hands together. "This is gonna be fun!" The ginger male went towards the house, flash light leading the way.

"Great…" Wade ran a hand through his short-chopped brown hair. "The nutters leading the way into a haunted mansion…grand…"

"Aw, what's the matter, Wade?" Antonio placed his arm around Wade's shoulders. "Afraid of little ghost?"

"Please…" Wade scoffed, half temped to bite back but decided against it and simply shrugged the bald man off. "…Just afraid of the nutters I'm with…" He muttered as he moved forwards, following Sheamus into the place that had taken them almost three hours to get too; no one noticed the little boy standing in the window as he suddenly disappeared in the Haunted Mansion…

d-_-b

Review Or Pm. This was given to me as a challenge for "Halloween," by a dear friend of mine, now I don't know much about Halloween because I've never actually celebrated it, however I like horror - so this should get a bit "spooky" as it goes on, just not too much - it is rated T. I have no idea for pairings, so if you've got a suggestion then please feel free to say; Wade, Sheamus, Randy, Antonio and John. :)