Background Info: This is before the Alliance went away and Rock was feuding
with Booker T.
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"I still don't get why we have to take a train though… I'd rather spend the whole night driving…"
Mick laughed at Rock as they both entered the train station. After he ended his laughing, he turned to him, still walking, "*We*? Man, you're the one going. *You* have an appearance there early in the morning. I don't have to be there 'til Monday."
Rock stopped. "Then why the hell am I coming this way for…? I'm driving there."
Mick stopped too. "You know Vince wouldn't like that. It's a long drive and all plane tickets were sold out to go there for tonight. See? *That's* why you have to buy tickets in advance…"
Rock shook his head and continued walking with Mick. "Just for one freakin' time I forget to buy a damn ticket and I get stuck with taking the train…"
"It's first class, man. Come on, Vince got you a good seat."
Rock rolled his eyes and checked in. Before getting on the train, he turned to Mick. "You better get your candy ass over there quickly too because I am NOT getting stuck there with Austin. I heard he left early this morning."
Mick laughed again. "Yep. He actually DID buy a ticket *on time*…"
"Alright! I got it! See ya later Mick." They said good-bye and Rock got on his train. He was directed to his seat and, once sitting, he tried to relax and get some sleep, but he couldn't. As the train started moving, he took out his laptop and tried connecting online. That was the only good thing about trains- no need to wait until the pilot gave you a chance to use a computer.
Somehow, however, he couldn't get connected. He sighed loudly in frustration and closed the laptop. His thoughts then took him to what was going on in the ring: Booker T; the 'sucka', 'Rock-wannabe'… Austin; the bald headed candy ass that still had the title that should belong to The Rock… The damn Alliance; trying to take over…
He sighed and leaned back on his seat as he kept going on with his thoughts.
Booker T: He would soon see that there's only ONE People's Champion.
Austin: Payback's gonna be a bitch…even if he was waiting for the right chance to strike he hadn't forgiven and sure as hell hadn't forgotten.
Alliance: Enjoy your time right now, because their time was almost up. Playtime's over.
As his thoughts started to wind down, he looked out the window and saw some lights pass by and leaned against the glass of the cold window, finally feeling sleepy. He leaned back on his seat and tried to sleep, not taking his mind off of everything that was going on. While he slept he felt a loud rumble, but tried to ignore it. After all, it WAS a train! But all of a sudden another rumble was felt and this time he woke up.
He rubbed his eyes and yawned as he checked out the window and tried to figure out two things. One- How long had he been sleeping for…? Two- What the hell was that movement?! As he saw a person walk by, he stopped her. "Excuse me, what was that rumble that was felt earlier…?
The lady smiled. "Nothing sir, just movement, but nothing serious."
Rock frowned. "This isn't a plane where you can tell me it was just turbulence. What was it?"
"Sir, I can assure you that it was nothing. Would you like something else?"
Rock, still unsure, shook his head and thanked her. After she left, he stretched out and tried to sleep again. He had been having a hectic schedule and now was probably the only chance he could get to actually sleep for some time, but as he was closing his eyes again, the train rumbled louder. It felt like it was slowing down, but it didn't stop. There was a loud screeching sound and the train jerked to the side until there was a crash and everything started to turn over. Rock tried to duck from everything until something hit his head and knocked him out.
*****
Mick was sleeping when he heard a knock on the door. He got up and opened the door only to find Vince standing there. "Vince…? It's one in the morning! Couldn't you wait until the morning to get on my case?"
Vince ignored the comment. "Mick, which train did The Rock get on?"
"What do you mean? The one you bought the ticket for."
"Damn! Are you absolutely sure?"
Mick nodded. "Yeah, Vince. I was there with him when he left. What's wrong?"
Vince looked down and sighed. "Mick, a train crashed just forty-five minutes ago, and…" Vince stopped before continuing.
Mick shook his head in disbelief. "No Vince. It can't be his. He… Vince, are you sure?"
"Yeah, they called me just a while ago. They don't know anything yet, but I was hoping that…he would have… I don't know. I don't even know. I'm going down to the train station to see if they have any information."
Vince tuned to leave, but Mick stopped him. "Vince, wait. I'm going too, just let me change first." Vince nodded while Mick closed the door to his room.
*****
"What the hell do you mean you don't know anything yet?!"
"Sir, please calm down. We've been trying to find out everything right now, but you have to be patient."
Vince frowned as he slammed his fist on the counter. "Patient?! Listen to me pal; you better have some damn information soon! If not-"
Mick stepped in. "Vince, come on. Let's go over there."
Vince hesitated before leaving with Mick and sat down in some seats set up for the family members of the victims of the accident. It had almost been an hour and still nothing! Vince flopped down on a seat. "He shouldn't have gotten on that train."
Mick just looked ahead. Basically staring at nothing, but he nodded. "I know, but now… I can't believe this. You know, I could have been there with him, but I didn't want to go. I just hope he's ok, but if he…" He stopped himself, not wanting to continue, fully aware of the loss if he really was… "But he's going to be ok. He's The Rock, remember?" He looked at Vince nod, both hoping that he'd be right.
*****
Rock opened his eyes and stirred around. His whole body was sore, but his head was the one that hurting the most. He sat up and heard a little kid yell, "Hey, Mom! He woke up!"
Rock groaned as he started getting up. He looked around and saw some other people sitting around. Some were injured and some were just shaken up. Rock started walking around and noticed that his forehead had some blood trickling down a cut, but someone had cleaned up most of the mess.
The little boy that had yelled when he woke up went up to him. "You're The Rock, aren't you?"
Rock nodded, figuring the kid was another fan. "Yeah, I'm The Rock. Do you know what happened?"
"Not really. Mom said that the train had a little accident, but we're going to be leaving soon."
"Oh… Where's your mom?"
The kid pointed to some direction. "With my uncle. He knows you."
Someone then walked up to them and said, "I told you not to move from that seat nor talk to strangers, Elliot."
Rock knew that voice. He knew it too well and he didn't even have to turn around to see who it was… However, he did anyway. "Triple H? What the hell are you doing here?"
"Well, I was getting a ride, but apparently we had some trouble. Long time, no see, isn't it Rock?"
Rock nodded. "Five months. Last time I heard about you, you had surgery on your knee."
"And last time I saw you, you got suspended after a beating three guys. Now, who were they again…? Wait, I think it was Austin… Vince… And…who was that again? Oh, that's right. ME!"
Rock's anger quickly started rising inside of him, making him forget where he was. "At least The Rock is back and when YOU return, I'm going to get my payback on your candy ass. Count on it.
Elliot, the kid, walked up to Triple H and said, "Uncle Hunter, when are we going to leave?"
Triple H turned to Elliot. "Soon. Come on. Let's go."
"But Uncle Hunter! We can't just leave him there… What about-"
"Hey! That's enough." Triple H turned to Rock. "Well, didn't you hear the kid? What are you waiting for? Let's go."
Rock frowned and looked at Elliot, who was grinning at him as he and Triple H started walking away. He hesitated and sighed loudly after a while, following them.
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Ok, author's note! This is an old fic that I found laying around somewhere. I'm sure you know what I mean, but…I'm not sure if I should just…leave it or continue it and here's where you come in. ^_^ Should I continue…? Please send feedback! ^_^V
~Little Angel 19
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"I still don't get why we have to take a train though… I'd rather spend the whole night driving…"
Mick laughed at Rock as they both entered the train station. After he ended his laughing, he turned to him, still walking, "*We*? Man, you're the one going. *You* have an appearance there early in the morning. I don't have to be there 'til Monday."
Rock stopped. "Then why the hell am I coming this way for…? I'm driving there."
Mick stopped too. "You know Vince wouldn't like that. It's a long drive and all plane tickets were sold out to go there for tonight. See? *That's* why you have to buy tickets in advance…"
Rock shook his head and continued walking with Mick. "Just for one freakin' time I forget to buy a damn ticket and I get stuck with taking the train…"
"It's first class, man. Come on, Vince got you a good seat."
Rock rolled his eyes and checked in. Before getting on the train, he turned to Mick. "You better get your candy ass over there quickly too because I am NOT getting stuck there with Austin. I heard he left early this morning."
Mick laughed again. "Yep. He actually DID buy a ticket *on time*…"
"Alright! I got it! See ya later Mick." They said good-bye and Rock got on his train. He was directed to his seat and, once sitting, he tried to relax and get some sleep, but he couldn't. As the train started moving, he took out his laptop and tried connecting online. That was the only good thing about trains- no need to wait until the pilot gave you a chance to use a computer.
Somehow, however, he couldn't get connected. He sighed loudly in frustration and closed the laptop. His thoughts then took him to what was going on in the ring: Booker T; the 'sucka', 'Rock-wannabe'… Austin; the bald headed candy ass that still had the title that should belong to The Rock… The damn Alliance; trying to take over…
He sighed and leaned back on his seat as he kept going on with his thoughts.
Booker T: He would soon see that there's only ONE People's Champion.
Austin: Payback's gonna be a bitch…even if he was waiting for the right chance to strike he hadn't forgiven and sure as hell hadn't forgotten.
Alliance: Enjoy your time right now, because their time was almost up. Playtime's over.
As his thoughts started to wind down, he looked out the window and saw some lights pass by and leaned against the glass of the cold window, finally feeling sleepy. He leaned back on his seat and tried to sleep, not taking his mind off of everything that was going on. While he slept he felt a loud rumble, but tried to ignore it. After all, it WAS a train! But all of a sudden another rumble was felt and this time he woke up.
He rubbed his eyes and yawned as he checked out the window and tried to figure out two things. One- How long had he been sleeping for…? Two- What the hell was that movement?! As he saw a person walk by, he stopped her. "Excuse me, what was that rumble that was felt earlier…?
The lady smiled. "Nothing sir, just movement, but nothing serious."
Rock frowned. "This isn't a plane where you can tell me it was just turbulence. What was it?"
"Sir, I can assure you that it was nothing. Would you like something else?"
Rock, still unsure, shook his head and thanked her. After she left, he stretched out and tried to sleep again. He had been having a hectic schedule and now was probably the only chance he could get to actually sleep for some time, but as he was closing his eyes again, the train rumbled louder. It felt like it was slowing down, but it didn't stop. There was a loud screeching sound and the train jerked to the side until there was a crash and everything started to turn over. Rock tried to duck from everything until something hit his head and knocked him out.
*****
Mick was sleeping when he heard a knock on the door. He got up and opened the door only to find Vince standing there. "Vince…? It's one in the morning! Couldn't you wait until the morning to get on my case?"
Vince ignored the comment. "Mick, which train did The Rock get on?"
"What do you mean? The one you bought the ticket for."
"Damn! Are you absolutely sure?"
Mick nodded. "Yeah, Vince. I was there with him when he left. What's wrong?"
Vince looked down and sighed. "Mick, a train crashed just forty-five minutes ago, and…" Vince stopped before continuing.
Mick shook his head in disbelief. "No Vince. It can't be his. He… Vince, are you sure?"
"Yeah, they called me just a while ago. They don't know anything yet, but I was hoping that…he would have… I don't know. I don't even know. I'm going down to the train station to see if they have any information."
Vince tuned to leave, but Mick stopped him. "Vince, wait. I'm going too, just let me change first." Vince nodded while Mick closed the door to his room.
*****
"What the hell do you mean you don't know anything yet?!"
"Sir, please calm down. We've been trying to find out everything right now, but you have to be patient."
Vince frowned as he slammed his fist on the counter. "Patient?! Listen to me pal; you better have some damn information soon! If not-"
Mick stepped in. "Vince, come on. Let's go over there."
Vince hesitated before leaving with Mick and sat down in some seats set up for the family members of the victims of the accident. It had almost been an hour and still nothing! Vince flopped down on a seat. "He shouldn't have gotten on that train."
Mick just looked ahead. Basically staring at nothing, but he nodded. "I know, but now… I can't believe this. You know, I could have been there with him, but I didn't want to go. I just hope he's ok, but if he…" He stopped himself, not wanting to continue, fully aware of the loss if he really was… "But he's going to be ok. He's The Rock, remember?" He looked at Vince nod, both hoping that he'd be right.
*****
Rock opened his eyes and stirred around. His whole body was sore, but his head was the one that hurting the most. He sat up and heard a little kid yell, "Hey, Mom! He woke up!"
Rock groaned as he started getting up. He looked around and saw some other people sitting around. Some were injured and some were just shaken up. Rock started walking around and noticed that his forehead had some blood trickling down a cut, but someone had cleaned up most of the mess.
The little boy that had yelled when he woke up went up to him. "You're The Rock, aren't you?"
Rock nodded, figuring the kid was another fan. "Yeah, I'm The Rock. Do you know what happened?"
"Not really. Mom said that the train had a little accident, but we're going to be leaving soon."
"Oh… Where's your mom?"
The kid pointed to some direction. "With my uncle. He knows you."
Someone then walked up to them and said, "I told you not to move from that seat nor talk to strangers, Elliot."
Rock knew that voice. He knew it too well and he didn't even have to turn around to see who it was… However, he did anyway. "Triple H? What the hell are you doing here?"
"Well, I was getting a ride, but apparently we had some trouble. Long time, no see, isn't it Rock?"
Rock nodded. "Five months. Last time I heard about you, you had surgery on your knee."
"And last time I saw you, you got suspended after a beating three guys. Now, who were they again…? Wait, I think it was Austin… Vince… And…who was that again? Oh, that's right. ME!"
Rock's anger quickly started rising inside of him, making him forget where he was. "At least The Rock is back and when YOU return, I'm going to get my payback on your candy ass. Count on it.
Elliot, the kid, walked up to Triple H and said, "Uncle Hunter, when are we going to leave?"
Triple H turned to Elliot. "Soon. Come on. Let's go."
"But Uncle Hunter! We can't just leave him there… What about-"
"Hey! That's enough." Triple H turned to Rock. "Well, didn't you hear the kid? What are you waiting for? Let's go."
Rock frowned and looked at Elliot, who was grinning at him as he and Triple H started walking away. He hesitated and sighed loudly after a while, following them.
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Ok, author's note! This is an old fic that I found laying around somewhere. I'm sure you know what I mean, but…I'm not sure if I should just…leave it or continue it and here's where you come in. ^_^ Should I continue…? Please send feedback! ^_^V
~Little Angel 19