Just a little project I decided to do on Live Journal. Adam and Jeff are psychotic killers and Adam's lost his Jeff to the bad people at the asylum. Warning; Intense horror violence. Brutal character deaths. Slash; Jedam! Forced Centon and Randy/Morrison. There is some rape, bondage, sex, language, gory bloody death scenes, and a horror theme. I was just writing based on pictures I had in my 'Ooh, Scary' LJ gallery. This is finished, it has seven total chapters and really isn't that incredibly epically long. Characters thru-out are; Edge, Jeff Hardy, Randy Orton, John Cena, Michelle McCool, Ken Anderson, Matt Morgan, John Morrison, mentions of Christian, Matt Hardy and Dolph Ziggler. It's non-wrestling, AU, OOC, horror, tragedy, a tad bit of romance and angst.

Psychos;
Chapter one; 'Adam'
Rated; M/ L, V (gory horror violence and character death)
Characters; Adam Copeland (Edge) and Michelle McCool. Talks of Jeff Hardy.

Adam Copeland stood at the table. Laid out on it were an assortment of tools. Razors, knives, ropes, duct tape and an array of other sharp, rusty and deadly objects. They're his 'work' tools. But they're not for just a standard job. Oh-no. Adam's job was much different. Colder. More macabre.

Five months ago his lover, his partner in crime, Jeff Hardy was arrested finally and sent to an asylum for treatment. The cops had been trying to find him for years, but they always failed. Jeff finally slipped up when he decided to leave their hotel room and go out on his own. Perhaps luckily, or unluckily, whichever, Jeff never disclosed where Adam was staying. If they'd of looked a little harder they'd of discovered he was just a block away staying at the Red Clove Hotel. Jeff had been apprehended at the little gas station near there.

Now Jeff was locked up in some dingy asylum while Adam searched for a way, anyway, to bust him out. Adam was going crazy without Jeff at his side and this wasn't boding well for his victims. He took out all his rage and anger on them.

Adam placed the knife he had been staring at back on the table before turning and advancing on the blonde girl that lay not 10 feet away on the ground. Her legs were both broken and she was a wreck. Beaten and battered. Her clothes ripped and shredded. Blood matted and stuck to the woman's hair as well as her face. Adam had kept her here for sometime. Playing, taking his time in her torture and demise. Normally he wouldn't waste so much time when he had Jeff to save. But she was special. She was important. She was the one who sent Jeff away.

The girl, named Michelle, screamed out and tried to crawl away. Her nails, bruised and bloody, clawed at the floor as she tried to escape the madman who had so maliciously tortured her. He had jerked her up out of a parking lot and dragged her here. Kept her in this dirty, dingy and disgusting basement, filled with mold and rats for she didn't know how long. The lighting was bad and it was dark and damp, cold. The man with the long blonde hair and sinister green eyes had broken her legs and had beat her, spitting to her about Jeff Hardy and what she had taken from him. Apparently she was in the clutches of Adam Copeland, known and sought after serial killer and rapist. At least he didn't rape her. Stuck a soldering iron to her flesh instead. He had also burned her with cigarettes and cut her in sensitive places. The sickening part was how much fun and enjoyment he was getting out of her torment. The bastard really loved his work.

"Fucking whore! Do you know what you took from me? Do you have any idea? Hmm..?" Adam crouched down and grabbed a fist full of the terrified woman's hair, causing her to whimper and scream. "You took him from me. You took my Jeffy away. Did you think I was going to let you get away with that?"

"Please.. please.. stop.. I'm sorry!" Michelle pleaded as she was repeatedly slapped.

Adam stood up and blew a dry raspberry. "You're so fucking pathetic. Look at you."

Michelle raised up half way. "Fuck you! Sick psycho! You're lucky Jeff didn't get the electric chair! You're fucking sick!" Michelle shouted, yelping out as she was backhanded.

"Fucking bitch! I'd keep my mouth shut about Jeff if I were you!" Adam tugged at his hair, seething, angry. Adam was hurt that she'd dare trash Jeff's name. How dare she! Adam closed his eyes, growling out loud in the anger that washed over him. How dare this bitch. He missed Jeff. His Jeff. And he knew his Jeffy missed him. How dare she mock that. "I'll show you." He exhaled and opened his eyes. "I'll show you. I'll show them all. They'll all see." Adam rambled, going over to his table and picking up and axe. "They'll all see. She'll see, Jeffy. I'll make her see. You'll be proud cuz she'll see. I'll show her." Adam blinked, still mumbling, his right eye twitched as his lips curled into a small content smile. He was holding the axe with both hands now, staring at it with the affection of a gentle lover. He didn't pay any mind to Michelle trying to scooch away, her screaming or the intense horror in her eyes. "I'll show her, Jeffy. You'll be proud of me. I like when you're proud of me. You'll see."

"No.. no, please.. No.. NOOO!" Michelle screamed as the axe was brought down toward her. A retched gag getting cut off as her head was severed and rolled across the floor. Her cold dead eyes staring back at nothingness.

Adam hunched over, holding to the axe as he panted, taking deep breaths to calm down. The tall blonde licked his lips and raised up before wiping his forehead on his hand. He didn't bother to look down at the lifeless corpse and its missing head as it lay sprawled on the ground at his feet. He didn't need to. It was his job and he did it well. He should be proud and he was. It just still didn't fill that empty feeling he had without his Jeff here with him.

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The cops found the mutilated body of Michelle McCool days later in a dumpster behind a Burger King. Across her torso had the words 'You'll all see' carved into her flesh. The head was discovered in a trash bag not far from there at a Wal-Mart. No witnesses remembered seeing anything, but the cameras did pick up a tall man, about 6'4 and presumably in his 30s, tossing a trash bag into the garbage can. The man was wearing a hoodie over his head, so a description was hard to disclose. But the cops were sure it was Copeland's work.

McCool had been a teacher. She was one of the jurors that voted to send Jeff away.

(Note: Picture was just of Michelle sitting down)

No, I really don't like Michelle. I feel bad when I kill her off b/c I don't write to kill off people I don't like, but it was either her or Kelly and I use Kelly enuff. (shrugs) Sorry, Michelle lovers, it's just a story, conjured up late for Halloween. It was in my mind to do weeks ago for Halloween on Live Journal, just never got around to it.