When Wrestlemaina became a Survivor Series.
Chapter 1- The story.
"OH DAMN IT!" screamed Triple H as he kicked the tires of the bus, it was a strange coincidence, and all WWE buses broke down at the same time. The superstars of Raw, Smackdown and ECW were stranded.
"Well this sucks!" growled Cena. Looking about it was a wooded area, near an abandoned camp. Decided they had no other choice, the superstars set up camp for the night. All cell phones appeared to be down and Vince decided to go on ahead to seek a signal.
They started a fire, some of the superstars had stashed food in their pockets, shared among the others they sat in silence. "How about ghost stories?" Orton asked aloud.
What the hell, the mood was fitting. Randy started it off. "Once there were two people on make out point"
"The hook on the car" called out Kane in an uninterested tone.
Orton was rather annoyed as John Cena tried. "It all started late one night…"
"Man in the attic"
"HEY! Who's telling the story here Kane?" Randy demanded.
"Well if you didn't make them so obvious!" the big red monster snapped back, however a smile contorted on his face. "I got a good one…"
"Oh yeah, the man who 'starred' in his own 'horror movie'" Randy sneered. "You can't scare us even if we were petrified half to death!"
"That made no sense" Triple H muttered. Everyone then turned to the Undertaker who remained silent. There was an evil smile on his face as well.
"Kane can scare the crap out of you… since he heard all the worst tales when he was five" The Deadman grinned. "I told them all to him"
Kane then smiled. "Who here is brave enough to listen?" he asked as he inched closer and closer to the fire. The look on his face became haunting, one the superstars weren't sure if it was a good thing as of yet. Kane got up and approached the fire. He held a pouch in his hand, taking a fist full of the dry stuff he threw it into the flame, setting a large puff of smoke upwards into the sky.
"Let's begin shall we? It all started at Wrestlemaina…"
"Whoa, wait, how the hell is that scary?" Edge demanded.
"Yeah, Wrestlemaina!" protested Morrison. "You see, this is why we don't listen..."
"SHUT UP!" Taker hissed. He nodded his head back to Kane.
"This is different, imagine if you will you enter the arena… let's use the citrus dome in this one… and everything was off, tinted windows, the doors locking on the inside rather than the outside… and you only had a certain amount of time to get out…" Kane paused when he realized every pair of eyes was staring at him, he threw more of the flaming sand into the fire to startle everyone. Making them jump. "Now then… who wants me to continue?"
Snacks were pulled out, as everyone sat comfortable around the fire. Kane started his tale of horror. How Wrestlemaina turned into a Survivor series!