Note: I don't own any of the characters except Marie. The ideas to put the characters together are Amanda Stevens. However, how they end up where they are is all my idea and the fan fic and spams being sent to our heroes are written by me.
Format: This will be partly written like a normal story, but things that characters say to each other, out loud will be written in a script form. The name of the character talking is in bold. Their actions are surrounded by (). Words in italics will be used to symbolize when words are from the fan fic or spam the guys are misting.
Title:
Misting #1: The Horror Begins - Chapter 1
Characters (in order of appearance): Shawn Michaels, Rebecca Michaels, Xpac (Sean Waltman), Triple H, Stephanie McMahon, Bret Hart, Vince McMahon, Marie
Place: San Antonio, Texas
Shawn Michaels pulled into the driveway of his home in San Antonio. It had been a long journey home. The last WWE show had been all the way in Portland, Maine. He'd just gotten off the plane 35 minutes ago. He had tomorrow off. Time off was rare and he planned to spend it with his family.
Of course the next day after that, Shawn had to fly to Toronto, Canada.
"Canada," Shawn thought, "one of the few countries where I receive more boos than cheers."
Some fans just could not let the incident in Montreal go. Shawn said to himself, "Of course, what do you expect when you look at their hero?"
Italy was getting just as bad lately. Shawn knew that Bret was living there now. Damn that man.
With Bret and Canada on his mind, Shawn parked his car in the garage. His home seemed quieter than normal. Shawn checked his watch. It was 6:15pm. Cameron and Cheyenne, his 7 year old son and 2 and a half year old daughter, were usually up at this time. Cameron, particularly, was hard to get to bed. He was such a noisy and hyper kid that he could be heard from just about any part of the house. Cameron definitely took after his father.
Shawn entered the house. He didn't hear footsteps or voices. The television was off, but the lights were on. Someone had to be home. Shawn had called just 20 minutes ago and talked to Rebecca. He'd told his wife that he was coming home.
"Just maybe," Shawn thought, "Rebecca was able to get Cameron and Cheyenne to bed early."
If that was the case, then he and Rebecca could go in their room and have a fairly good time.
Shawn: (calling out gently as possible) Rebecca!
Just then, Shawn's cell rang. He answered.
Shawn: Hello?
Sean: (urgent) Shawn?
Shawn: Yeah?
Sean: It's Sean Waltman.
Shawn: Kid? Where you been? Haven't heard from you for a while.
Sean: No time for greetings or pleasantries.
Shawn: I...
Sean: Just listen.
Suddenly, over the phone, Shawn heard a noise, followed by a scream from Sean's end. Was it Shawn's imagination, or did that noise sound like an axe chopping wood? He heard the noise again followed by screams and sobs mixed together.
Shawn: (over the phone) Kid, what are you doing? Watching The Shining? And is that the kids I hear? What kind of father are you letting them watch that movie?
Sean: This is serious Shawn. I'm in trouble...so are you...So's Hunter and...
Terri (Sean's wife): (heard at a distance from Sean's phone) Sean!
Shawn tried to understand what he heard next. Terri, whom Shawn had heard that Sean had remarried last year, was screaming. The crying, that Shawn now realized must have come from the kids, was no longer heard. Instead, he heard a fight going on. Furniture, by the sounds of it was breaking. Then, Sean's phone sounded like it had been dropped. This was followed by a crunching sound and then by a dial tone. That was all.
Shawn: (staring at the phone) Sean's always been weird.
Shawn hung up and walked up the stairs towards his bedroom. Once outside his bedroom door, he realized that there were sounds coming from the other side.
Shawn placed his head against the door and listened. There was noise. He recognized Rebecca's voice. She was moaning. She was moaning because someone was kissing her. Shawn did not want to open the door, but he did.
There was his wife. Rebecca was dressed in a flimsy nearly see through negligee. It was one of his personal favorites. She couldn't see him though because her back was turned. She was too busy to turn around because she was in the arms of another man. The man, whom Shawn thought he recognized, had his arms all over her.
Tom (the man): Your husband's home.
Rebecca turned to face Shawn. She had a huge smile on her face.
Shawn: Rebecca...what...what the hell?
Rebecca: What's it look like?
Shawn: It looks like my wife is having an affair right in front of my eyes.
Rebecca: That must be it then.
Shawn: You knew I was coming home. How could you do this?
Rebecca: I could ask you the same question.
Shawn: I've never cheated on you.
Rebecca: Yet, that doesn't mean you wouldn't. You've cheated before.
Shawn: I've admitted to not being faithful to my first wife. That doesn't mean I would do the same to you.
Rebecca: Perhaps. Perhaps not and I can't take that chance. I have to protect my best interests and our children's.
Shawn: Where are the children?
Rebecca: At my mother's.
Shawn: What do you want, a divorce?
Rebecca: Eventually.
Shawn: So you can carry on with this man? Just what the hell are you going to tell the kids when they ask why we're not together and why I left the house?
Rebecca: That daddy doesn't care about us, that he doesn't love us.
Shawn: You bitch! How could you?
Rebecca: Not so nice when it happens to you. I'm going to take you for everything I can. I'm going to take your money, your home, your children...
Shawn: Over my dead body. You'll never get any of it when I hire a lawyer that will present to a judge everything you've done. And I will get custody of Cameron and Cheyenne.
Rebecca: You could call a lawyer, but you won't. More precisely, you won't be able to. Oh boys...
Shawn heard movement behind him. He turned around and saw masked men in black body suits carrying weapons.
Shawn: Oh, this will look good. Wife cheats on loyal husband, wants divorce, but settles on killing him to take it all. You don't think this looks bad?
Rebecca: Don't worry, they're not going to kill you, just kidnap you.
Before Shawn could understand anything more, he felt something sharp pierce his shoulder. He looked. A dart was sticking out. Shawn suddenly felt tired. A tranquilizer, Shawn realized. His knees began to buckle when he felt a second dart pierce his back.
Shawn collapsed and the men moved from the doorway over to Shawn's body. They picked Shawn up and moved him out of the room.
The leader of the team took out his cell phone.
Leader (on phone): Boss, we have HBK apprehended.
Boss (on phone): Good. That's three down. One to go. Time to get some personal satisfaction.
End of Chapter 1
I did a little checking. Sean Waltman last wrestled with the WWE from 1998-2002. I also read that he's divorced from his wife. Well, in this story, he is remarried to Terri. With him, especially, I am taking artistic license.
