TITLE: Shattered Lives, Rebuilt Dreams Chapter one/?
AUTHOR: Juliet3:16
EMAIL: sweetvalley99@a...
RATING: R to be safe (deals with attempted suicide at one point)
CONTENT: Violence (to state what kind would spoil the first part of this fic)
and attempted suicide at one point in this story, Adult Language. One more
point, I keep everyone in character in this one.
CATEGORY: ADULT, DRAMA, ANGST.
SPOILERS: Part one takes place after Unforgiven, but before No Mercy.
SUMMARY: One horrific event shatters the World Wrestling Federation
forever (majority Steph/Kurt friendship first few parts, Steph/? Romance (can't
spoil) later). This is also a response to the oneliners challenge at Adopt a
Plot@egroups.com
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the WWF characters, McMahons, or Eric Bischoff. I'm
just torturing them for a little while and will put some of them back in the
same condition that I found them later. Don't sue me!!!!
DISTRIBUTION: Anywhere is fine as long as you email me first asking
permission.
Shattered Lives, Rebuilt Dreams
In some cultures, what I do is considered normal, thought Kurt
Angle as he made his way into the arena. The cocky Olympic Gold Medalist and
top contender for the WWF title was still amazed that there were people and
places that didn't take what they did seriously.
Hopefully that will change after I win the WWF title and bring
respectability to it, smirked Angle as he walked on, nearly hitting Edge
and Edge's brother Christian.
"Hey Kurt, dude, what's happening?" asked Christian.
"Oh, hey guys, I was just on my way to the ring," Kurt answered.
"Why? All it is is Austin totally interrogating people about his hit and
run," said Edge.
"Yeah and like you totally had nothing to do with that nefarious piece of
business," his brother followed up.
"Hm," Angle considered, "you do have a point about that. Well, I guess I
will go to the dressing room and unwind until my match later on," Angle
started off in the direction of the Locker Room.
"Whoa, whoa might we suggest a totally narly alternative?" Christian
said. "Yeah, we heard from reputable sources that the beautiful Stephanie
McMahon - Helmsley is back at the hotel with the sniffles, and Triple H like
totally barred her from making an appearance at the arena, so she can get
better," relayed Edge.
"So?" asked Angle, not understanding.
"So? So? So Hunter has to be interrogated by Austin and you don't," said
Christian.
"Yeah, this could be your chance to totally impress Steph by displaying
your total devotion to her health and well - being," implied Edge.
"Hm, I suppose I do have a few minutes to go to the hotel and check on
Steph and see how she's feeling. As a friend of course."
"Of course," chimed Edge and Christian.
"Well, I'm off to see the fair Stephanie, catch you later guys." Angle
headed back towards his car. As he was leaving, he saw Steven Richards and
his Right to Censor group talking with each other. I wonder what they're
talking about, Angle mused, then shook his head. Who cares, their
just a bunch of no fun censoring idiots that no one pays attention too.
He shrugged and went on his way.
Edge and Christian watched their friend go. "Hey do you think we did the
right thing?" Christian asked.
"Oh yeah, totally. I mean, if this nefarious thing that's going to
happen is going to happen, then we totally did right by getting our friend
Kurt outta here. And now I think it's time to go ourselves, little brother,"
answered Edge.
"Cool, hey there's a new Pokemon arcade a few blocks from here," Christian
suggested more excitedly than usual.
"Cool,"said Edge, just as stoked as he and Christian headed off in the
same direction that Angle went.
What neither Edge, Christian, nor Angle realized was that a chain of
events had already been set in motion, that would destroy lives and change
the foundation of the World Wrestling Federation forever.
Stephanie McMahon - Helmsley was in her hotel room flipping through
catalogs. One thing about Daddy and Hunter not letting me leave the hotel
is that I can try to get some Christmas shopping done without them finding
out. Steph smiled. She liked to have Christmas shopping done early and
find the perfect gifts for those she loved.
Of course, I've already got my perfect present, all year long,
Steph sighed contentedly, thinking about her fast - approaching first - wedding
anniversary. Has it been a year already? Stephanie thought.
Sure, there had been some strife recently. What marriage didn't go
through the occasional rough patch Stephanie mused. Then she sneezed.
"Ugh, why'd I have to be sick tonight of all nights when I could be
supporting My brother, Shane, My Dad, and my Husband Triple H," Stephanie
wondered aloud.
Suddenly there was a knock on her door. "Hey Steph, are you awake?" a
male voice asked.
Stephanie went to open the door. "Sure Perry come in," She offered,
allowing Perry Saturn entrance to her hotel room.
Terri thought this would make you feel better," Saturn growled in his
rough tone, handing Steph a steaming mug of hot tea.
Steph took the mug and sipped the hot liquid. "Mmm, tell Terri I said
thanks," she said. Stephanie glanced at Saturn's mid - section. "How's the
ribs?"
"Still a little sore, but otherwise fine," Saturn replied of the ribs
that he'd broken in a match several weeks prior. "Think I can convince the
old man to let me back in the ring next week?"
Steph shook her head. "I think Dad might want you to heal up a little
more before signing you to any matches, which isn't bad medical advice."
"I know," Saturn sighed, "it's just that -"
"It sucks staying at home, or at the hotel doing nothing," Stephanie
finished for him. "I'm starting to know the feeling." She sneezed again.
The door knocked again. Steph got up to answer it. "I swear, everytime
I sneeze, someone's at the door," she joked. "Who is it?" She asked.
"Your friendly American Hero," Kurt Angle's voice rang through the door.
Stephanie opened the door. "Kurt, I thought you'd be at the arena?"
"Well, seeing as I had nothing to do with Austin's accident, I thought
I'd come by and see how you were doing," Angle said.
"Oh Kurt, that's sweet of you. Come in," Steph allowed Kurt in.
"Hey Kurt," Saturn greeted him.
"Hello Perry," Kurt answered back.
"Hey does anybody want to watch the first few minutes of SMACKDOWN!?"
Steph asked.
"Sure,"Kurt answered, "It should be an interesting scene."
Stephanie turned on the T.V. to find the Rock, her father, Vince
McMahon, Stone Cold Steve Austin, and commissioner Mick Foley already in the
ring and hurling accusations at each other.
"Looks like the party's already heating up," Saturn commented.
"Really," Steph agreed.
Suddenly the TitanTron started blinking out and a new signal began to
take shape. Then a slim, middle - aged man with salt and pepper hair
appeared on the Tron.
"What the hell is this?" Vince McMahon demanded.
"Well, well, well, isn't this nice," said the man with a sadistic smile.
"Who is that?" Kurt asked Stephanie, while Perry Saturn exploded, "What
the hell is Eric Bischoff doing on the TitanTron?!"
Steve Austin spoke up next with the last words uttered by any of the
four in the ring: "Bischoff is there any reason for your ugly ass head to be
on that screen?"
"Have a care Austin," smirked former WCW president Eric Bischoff, "well
in a few moments you won't care about anything, but anyways. Vince for two
years you and your porn have destroyed my life, took away everything I've
worked for and robbed me of my dream of getting rid of you. Well, now I will
not only get rid of you, but take everything you hold dear at the same time."
What does he mean by that?" mused Stephanie aloud, a sick feeling of
doom forming in her stomach.
"so before I say goodbye forever, Vince, let me say," Eric paused, an
evil smile on his face, "It was, mostly, a pleasure competing with you for
four years. Cut the feed and let's do this." The Tron went black
Suddenly there was an explosion that ripped form the center of the ring.
The picture on the hotel T.V. turned to ash. A minute later, a rumbling and
shaking nearly knocked the trio in the hotel off their feet.
Meanwhile a few blocks away, Edge and Christian where enjoying
themselves at the Pokemon arcade, when suddenly there was an earthquake, and
glass and other items went flying everywhere.
"Whoa, what was that dude?" asked Christian from where he and Edge
ducked.
"It felt like an earthquake," Edge replied.
"But Texas doesn't get earthquakes," said Christian puzzled.
A terrifying thought entered Edge and Christian's minds. "Dude you
don't think..." Christian started.
"Dude I think we'd better get back to the arena," said Edge with a grim
look on his face that he hadn't worn since he and Christian broke away from
Gangrel.
"Is everyone all right?" asked Perry Saturn, getting to his feet.
"Yeah, I think so," replied Stephanie, Kurt helping her get to the bed.
Saturn's business manager Terri Runnels burst into the hotel room,
shaken to the core. "Did you guys feel that?" she asked.
"Yeah, and I think we saw it too," said Saturn quietly, realization
setting in over the magnitude of what Eric Bischoff may have just done. He
went up to hold Terri. "Eric was on the TitanTron tonight."
"Eric? As in Eric Bischoff?" Terry asked incredulously.
Saturn nodded. Kurt relayed the rest of the story. "Said something
about finally getting rid of Vince. As soon as he was off the Tron, the ring
exploded in....." Kurt trailed off, as if reality was hitting him as well.
Terri nodded in shock. "Was there anyone in the ring?" Terri inquired,
praying silently that there wasn't.
Saturn nodded solemnly. "Vince, Mick, Steve Austin, and Rocky. With
everyone else surrounding the ring.
Terri gasped in shock and horror. Stephanie was staring at the now
blank screen, everything closing in on her at once. Shane! Hunter!
Daddy!!! her mind screamed out in agony. Suddenly she shouted in anger
and anguish:
"No.....No.....NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
End of Part one. Feedback is appreciated and will feed the borg muse
fueling the stories.
AUTHOR: Juliet3:16
EMAIL: sweetvalley99@a...
RATING: R to be safe (deals with attempted suicide at one point)
CONTENT: Violence (to state what kind would spoil the first part of this fic)
and attempted suicide at one point in this story, Adult Language. One more
point, I keep everyone in character in this one.
CATEGORY: ADULT, DRAMA, ANGST.
SPOILERS: Part one takes place after Unforgiven, but before No Mercy.
SUMMARY: One horrific event shatters the World Wrestling Federation
forever (majority Steph/Kurt friendship first few parts, Steph/? Romance (can't
spoil) later). This is also a response to the oneliners challenge at Adopt a
Plot@egroups.com
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the WWF characters, McMahons, or Eric Bischoff. I'm
just torturing them for a little while and will put some of them back in the
same condition that I found them later. Don't sue me!!!!
DISTRIBUTION: Anywhere is fine as long as you email me first asking
permission.
Shattered Lives, Rebuilt Dreams
In some cultures, what I do is considered normal, thought Kurt
Angle as he made his way into the arena. The cocky Olympic Gold Medalist and
top contender for the WWF title was still amazed that there were people and
places that didn't take what they did seriously.
Hopefully that will change after I win the WWF title and bring
respectability to it, smirked Angle as he walked on, nearly hitting Edge
and Edge's brother Christian.
"Hey Kurt, dude, what's happening?" asked Christian.
"Oh, hey guys, I was just on my way to the ring," Kurt answered.
"Why? All it is is Austin totally interrogating people about his hit and
run," said Edge.
"Yeah and like you totally had nothing to do with that nefarious piece of
business," his brother followed up.
"Hm," Angle considered, "you do have a point about that. Well, I guess I
will go to the dressing room and unwind until my match later on," Angle
started off in the direction of the Locker Room.
"Whoa, whoa might we suggest a totally narly alternative?" Christian
said. "Yeah, we heard from reputable sources that the beautiful Stephanie
McMahon - Helmsley is back at the hotel with the sniffles, and Triple H like
totally barred her from making an appearance at the arena, so she can get
better," relayed Edge.
"So?" asked Angle, not understanding.
"So? So? So Hunter has to be interrogated by Austin and you don't," said
Christian.
"Yeah, this could be your chance to totally impress Steph by displaying
your total devotion to her health and well - being," implied Edge.
"Hm, I suppose I do have a few minutes to go to the hotel and check on
Steph and see how she's feeling. As a friend of course."
"Of course," chimed Edge and Christian.
"Well, I'm off to see the fair Stephanie, catch you later guys." Angle
headed back towards his car. As he was leaving, he saw Steven Richards and
his Right to Censor group talking with each other. I wonder what they're
talking about, Angle mused, then shook his head. Who cares, their
just a bunch of no fun censoring idiots that no one pays attention too.
He shrugged and went on his way.
Edge and Christian watched their friend go. "Hey do you think we did the
right thing?" Christian asked.
"Oh yeah, totally. I mean, if this nefarious thing that's going to
happen is going to happen, then we totally did right by getting our friend
Kurt outta here. And now I think it's time to go ourselves, little brother,"
answered Edge.
"Cool, hey there's a new Pokemon arcade a few blocks from here," Christian
suggested more excitedly than usual.
"Cool,"said Edge, just as stoked as he and Christian headed off in the
same direction that Angle went.
What neither Edge, Christian, nor Angle realized was that a chain of
events had already been set in motion, that would destroy lives and change
the foundation of the World Wrestling Federation forever.
Stephanie McMahon - Helmsley was in her hotel room flipping through
catalogs. One thing about Daddy and Hunter not letting me leave the hotel
is that I can try to get some Christmas shopping done without them finding
out. Steph smiled. She liked to have Christmas shopping done early and
find the perfect gifts for those she loved.
Of course, I've already got my perfect present, all year long,
Steph sighed contentedly, thinking about her fast - approaching first - wedding
anniversary. Has it been a year already? Stephanie thought.
Sure, there had been some strife recently. What marriage didn't go
through the occasional rough patch Stephanie mused. Then she sneezed.
"Ugh, why'd I have to be sick tonight of all nights when I could be
supporting My brother, Shane, My Dad, and my Husband Triple H," Stephanie
wondered aloud.
Suddenly there was a knock on her door. "Hey Steph, are you awake?" a
male voice asked.
Stephanie went to open the door. "Sure Perry come in," She offered,
allowing Perry Saturn entrance to her hotel room.
Terri thought this would make you feel better," Saturn growled in his
rough tone, handing Steph a steaming mug of hot tea.
Steph took the mug and sipped the hot liquid. "Mmm, tell Terri I said
thanks," she said. Stephanie glanced at Saturn's mid - section. "How's the
ribs?"
"Still a little sore, but otherwise fine," Saturn replied of the ribs
that he'd broken in a match several weeks prior. "Think I can convince the
old man to let me back in the ring next week?"
Steph shook her head. "I think Dad might want you to heal up a little
more before signing you to any matches, which isn't bad medical advice."
"I know," Saturn sighed, "it's just that -"
"It sucks staying at home, or at the hotel doing nothing," Stephanie
finished for him. "I'm starting to know the feeling." She sneezed again.
The door knocked again. Steph got up to answer it. "I swear, everytime
I sneeze, someone's at the door," she joked. "Who is it?" She asked.
"Your friendly American Hero," Kurt Angle's voice rang through the door.
Stephanie opened the door. "Kurt, I thought you'd be at the arena?"
"Well, seeing as I had nothing to do with Austin's accident, I thought
I'd come by and see how you were doing," Angle said.
"Oh Kurt, that's sweet of you. Come in," Steph allowed Kurt in.
"Hey Kurt," Saturn greeted him.
"Hello Perry," Kurt answered back.
"Hey does anybody want to watch the first few minutes of SMACKDOWN!?"
Steph asked.
"Sure,"Kurt answered, "It should be an interesting scene."
Stephanie turned on the T.V. to find the Rock, her father, Vince
McMahon, Stone Cold Steve Austin, and commissioner Mick Foley already in the
ring and hurling accusations at each other.
"Looks like the party's already heating up," Saturn commented.
"Really," Steph agreed.
Suddenly the TitanTron started blinking out and a new signal began to
take shape. Then a slim, middle - aged man with salt and pepper hair
appeared on the Tron.
"What the hell is this?" Vince McMahon demanded.
"Well, well, well, isn't this nice," said the man with a sadistic smile.
"Who is that?" Kurt asked Stephanie, while Perry Saturn exploded, "What
the hell is Eric Bischoff doing on the TitanTron?!"
Steve Austin spoke up next with the last words uttered by any of the
four in the ring: "Bischoff is there any reason for your ugly ass head to be
on that screen?"
"Have a care Austin," smirked former WCW president Eric Bischoff, "well
in a few moments you won't care about anything, but anyways. Vince for two
years you and your porn have destroyed my life, took away everything I've
worked for and robbed me of my dream of getting rid of you. Well, now I will
not only get rid of you, but take everything you hold dear at the same time."
What does he mean by that?" mused Stephanie aloud, a sick feeling of
doom forming in her stomach.
"so before I say goodbye forever, Vince, let me say," Eric paused, an
evil smile on his face, "It was, mostly, a pleasure competing with you for
four years. Cut the feed and let's do this." The Tron went black
Suddenly there was an explosion that ripped form the center of the ring.
The picture on the hotel T.V. turned to ash. A minute later, a rumbling and
shaking nearly knocked the trio in the hotel off their feet.
Meanwhile a few blocks away, Edge and Christian where enjoying
themselves at the Pokemon arcade, when suddenly there was an earthquake, and
glass and other items went flying everywhere.
"Whoa, what was that dude?" asked Christian from where he and Edge
ducked.
"It felt like an earthquake," Edge replied.
"But Texas doesn't get earthquakes," said Christian puzzled.
A terrifying thought entered Edge and Christian's minds. "Dude you
don't think..." Christian started.
"Dude I think we'd better get back to the arena," said Edge with a grim
look on his face that he hadn't worn since he and Christian broke away from
Gangrel.
"Is everyone all right?" asked Perry Saturn, getting to his feet.
"Yeah, I think so," replied Stephanie, Kurt helping her get to the bed.
Saturn's business manager Terri Runnels burst into the hotel room,
shaken to the core. "Did you guys feel that?" she asked.
"Yeah, and I think we saw it too," said Saturn quietly, realization
setting in over the magnitude of what Eric Bischoff may have just done. He
went up to hold Terri. "Eric was on the TitanTron tonight."
"Eric? As in Eric Bischoff?" Terry asked incredulously.
Saturn nodded. Kurt relayed the rest of the story. "Said something
about finally getting rid of Vince. As soon as he was off the Tron, the ring
exploded in....." Kurt trailed off, as if reality was hitting him as well.
Terri nodded in shock. "Was there anyone in the ring?" Terri inquired,
praying silently that there wasn't.
Saturn nodded solemnly. "Vince, Mick, Steve Austin, and Rocky. With
everyone else surrounding the ring.
Terri gasped in shock and horror. Stephanie was staring at the now
blank screen, everything closing in on her at once. Shane! Hunter!
Daddy!!! her mind screamed out in agony. Suddenly she shouted in anger
and anguish:
"No.....No.....NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
End of Part one. Feedback is appreciated and will feed the borg muse
fueling the stories.