Hello new readers! This story is an alternate point of view to StraightFireHugLife's story "Z-Day". So join us on this adventure and please let me know what you think with a comment or a follow!
-Part 1-
"Did we travel back in time?" Ravyn Storm whispers to her boyfriend Tyler Breeze as she steps through the curtain back into gorilla position after her match at a house show in Chicago. The small woman tosses her long black, teal and purple locks over her shoulder to keep them from sticking to her sweaty face.
"It's crazy," the handsome blonde wrestler nods. "There were like a hundred people out there."
"Barely. It felt like we were back on the indies," Ravyn sighs. "I mean at least they brought everyone up to ringside. It would have been super awkward if they were all spread out across the arena."
"Maybe all that talk on the news has something to do with it," he shrugs.
"What are they saying now?" Ravyn asks, hoping her boyfriend has some new information from the news outlets.
"Just more attacks. People attacking people," he sighs. "It's probably a bad batch of drugs or something. Some kind of reaction making people insane."
Ravyn shakes her head sadly, "Its scary. We encounter so many people every day. We could run into someone like that... actually wer'e probably more likely to than anyone else."
He pulls her into a tight hug, his muscular arms make her feel a bit safer, "You can't think like that. The police are tightening up security in the big cities. They've got it under control."
"You're probably right," she admits. "Let me go take a shower and I'll find JJ so we can get out of here."
Ravyn gives Tyler a quick peck on the cheek before traversing the halls of the arena back to the women's locker room. She grabs a towel as she waves to a cute redhead packing a bag, her best friend JJ. Ravyn motions to her that she'll be just a few minutes in the shower then they can chat. A quick, hot, steamy shower lets her muscles start to relax after an intense match. It's over too quickly though and she's soon back in the locker room with her best friend.
"Tyler and Dango are going to be waiting for us in catering," she informs the redhead.
"Sounds good friend," JJ zips her bag. "I'm ready when you are."
Hastily pulling on some clean clothes Ravyn asks, "How was your match tonight?"
"Quiet," JJ admits. "It felt like being in the worlds biggest bingo hall."
"That's what I was just saying to Tyler," wet tresses of her colorful hair spill out of the towel on Ravyn's head. "He thinks it might be some bad drugs or something. Like that guy that did bath salts and started attacking people a few years ago in Florida."
"Man, I never thought it would get weirder than the bath salts," JJ shakes her head in disbelief. "It must be really bad though if there are only a hundred sum odd people out of the thousands this place can hold."
Before Ravyn can agree, her phone chimes with an email. Seconds later JJ's does the same. The girls are silent as they thumb through their inboxes. Ravyn looks up at JJ , a perplexed look on her face, "Did you just get the same email from the office that I did?"
JJ nods, "Man.. I didn't think WWE cancelled shows for anything. This really is bad."
"We should go find the boys," Ravyn suggests. "Make sure we aren't getting pranked or something."
The girls gather their bags and leave the locker room for catering. The usually busy backstage hallways are oddly quiet. Tyler and his tag team partner, Fandango, are sitting on top of an empty table reading Tyler's phone as the girls approach.
"Did you guys get new flights?" Tyler runs a hand through his blonde hair almost frantically as he skims the same email from the office stating that all talent will be sent home immediately following this evening's show. All house shows are cancelled until further notice, but talent is expected at Raw on Monday.
JJ nods, "Yeah, we did. It's kinda freaking me out."
"Do you think we should... Like... Not go to Raw on Monday?" Dango pauses. "It's in Boston."
"Do we even have that choice?" JJ asks hopefully.
"Not if we want to keep our jobs," Ravyn immediately bursts her bubble. "So let's head home for now and see how the weekend plays out."
They four of them grab their belongings and head to the rental car. Ravyn drives them to the airport where they part ways with Dango. He boards his flight to Maine while the rest of them head home to Florida. The next few days are mostly uneventful, with only a few major changes being broadcast on the national news. One such announcement declares that larger cities will see an increased military presence until these attacks are more under control. Though the newscaster doesn't claim to have any further info on what's actually causing people to seemingly go crazy and attack each other she assures viewers that the government has everything under control.
After a few hours of flying Ravyn, Tyler and JJ land at Boston's Logan airport Sunday night where Dango is waiting for them in his rental car. The normally chill dark haired tag team partner of Tyler seems to be fidgety and nervous. Ravyn and JJ climb into the back seat while Tyler takes the front to help navigate. He immediately picks up on Dango's anxiety.
"You okay dude?" The pretty blonde Canadian asks.
Dango takes a few seconds before he answers, "It's been a really weird drive here... Like everything was fine in Maine. But the closer I got to Boston the weirder shit got."
"What do you mean?" JJ asks nervously.
"Well... I drove past a tank today.." Dango nods as he stares blankly out the windshield. "There's cops everywhere. And like... Almost no one on the streets."
Ravyn shoots Tyler a look in the rear view, "Do you think it's because of the attacks?"
"I mean.. I haven't seen anyone kicking the shit out of each other or anything. But I can only imagine that's what's going on," Dango hypothesizes.
JJ looks nervously to Ravyn, "Let's just get to the hotel and hang out there for the night then."
All in agreement, Dango puts the car into gear and begins the drive to the hotel in Boston's downtown area. Once they're out of the airports internal roadway system they begin to see the small oddities that Dango had mentioned. The traffic seems lighter, fewer pedestrians on the sidewalks, and most peculiar... A military presence. Camouflage painted Hummers pop up every dozen or so blocks. Sometimes heavily armored vehicles flank them. A feeling of unease that she can't quite shake washes over Ravyn as they pull into the hotel's valet parking lot.
