Title: Of All the Lucky –Pt. 4

Main Characters: Lucky Cannon/Nexus

Other Characters: NXT Season 2 Rookies
Rating: M/Slash

Summary: Lucky just wants his friends back. Will he pull them out of the Nexus clutch or get sucked into it?

Disclaimer: Story idea is mine. Lucky, the Rookies and Nexus belong to FCW/WWE and themselves. Story involves the following: strong sexual content, rape references, kidnapping, mentions of alcohol use and drug use

Notes: Story takes place during NXT Season 2. Nexus is still together with the original lineup (minus Daniel Bryan). Lucky Cannon is still a part of FCW.

I'm sorry Lucky, but you have been eliminated.

What he should have done was find that prick Michael Cole and punch him in the face. How dare he say that! He should have done what Eli did when he was eliminated and ripped shit up. Just take out the closest body. It didn't matter anyway. He did everything that was asked of him. He listened to Mark Henry's advice. He still got his ass handed to him every week. Those challengers were idiotic, he knew that! He did them anyway, especially that one with the nasty looking full figured chick. Lucky still dry heaves whenever he thinks about it. He did all that and the fans still dumped all over him. He wanted nothing more than to tell him how he really felt. The good guy? He died out there in the middle of the ring.

After taking his shower, Lucky throws his belongings into his suitcase then quickly leaves the building. He pulls out his iPhone to look up a cab company. He's not going to wait on Mike this time. While doing so, he doesn't notice a black Cadillac Escalade up next to him and two black clad individuals jump out. A chloroform soaked rag is suddenly placed over his nose. As expected, the wrestler starts to fight his way out if his situation. However, the chloroform takes effect and he loses consciousness. He is quickly thrown into the vehicle then it speeds out of the parking lot. The only thing left behind is Lucky's iPhone on the ground.

"Jason?"

He hears his name, but it sounds muffled. The slight hammering in his head makes it hard to focus.

"Wake up, Jason…"

A moan comes from Lucky as his slowly opens his eyes. It takes him a moment to adjust to the lowlight caused by the candles that illuminate the room. Where is he?

"Wha…where?' He tries to voice his concern, but his it feels like he's talking with cotton balls in his mouth.

"Shhhhh." A hand caresses his cheek.

Lucky turns his face toward the touch to find Justin sitting beside him. He looks like he had just stepped from the shower: a towel is around his waist and his short brown hair looks damp.

"Justin?" he asks again. "What's going on? Where-"

The older man shushes him again.

"He's finally awake?"

Heath walks over to the bed then sits on the opposite side of Lucky. He too has a white towel around his waist and his shoulder length strawberry blonde hair is slightly wet.

"Hey buddy." Heath says to Lucky while smiling down at him.

"Let me up guys." Lucky tells them as he makes an attempt at sitting up. Justin and Heath stop him by gently pushing him back onto the bed.

Justin looks down at him, a smile on his face. "Relax. Everything will be fine."

Something about this whole set up feels wrong, Lucky looks at Justin then Heath. Where are they? He takes a glance at his own body. Why are they all in nothing but towels? What is going on here?

"Well, well, well!" I see that our guest has awakened."

Lucky inwardly cringes when he hears the impetuous voice of Wade Barrett. He strolls into the room; his usual air of arrogance surrounding him. Just like everyone else in the room, he is wearing only wearing a white towel. Lucky's attention though is fixed on what is in Wade's right hand: a syringe containing a blue translucent substance.

"Cannon," Wade says. "You seem to be a little wound up. I have something that will set you up right and proper."

"I don't want anything from you, Barrett." Lucky growls out. He tries to get up again. This time, Heath and Justin are more forceful when they push him back down. Wade's chuckle breaks the tension.

"Don't you get exhausted playing the good guy?" he asks. "Don't you want to do what you want and not what others think you should do/"

Lucky looks at him warily and wonders what game the Nexus leader is trying to play. Wade continues his speech. "All those people that tell you how bad you are. Don't you want to just rip them apart? Tell them that their words are shit?" He smirks at how intensively Lucky is listing. "You're playing a part that you're not happy with, Lucky."

The young man's eyes shift back to the syringe in Wade's hand.

"What is that for?"

"Oh this? This is your ticket to the one thing you've always wanted. Respect." Wade moves closer to the bed. "I've offered this to each member of Nexus. Some took it with no questions asked." His green eyes shift over to Justin. "Some took a bit more convincing."

Lucky follows Wade's line of sight. That's when he realizes that Justin didn't want this. A cold foreboding feeling takes over as he wonders what was done to finally break him.

"We can be friends again, Jason.' Justin practically croons out as he straddles Lucky. He leans over and places a soft kiss on his lips. "I promise I'll be willing next time."

Heath looks on; a simmering anger with a matching scowl. How can he still want to be around that loser after all the pain he caused?

"Justin..." Lucky's voice is a bit shaky. "Nothing happ-"

His head snaps to the side when he is struck with an open hand slap.

"Stop saying that!" Justin yells. The explosive outburst even startles Wade and Heath. They were not expecting this from him.

"It did happen." He reaches down to play with a strand of Lucky's hair. "And I remember every sick and horrifying detail. Maybe it was my fault for inviting you to my place that night. I had a little crush on you back them." A small laugh comes from him as a tear runs down his cheek. "I really cared for you. And you know what's crazy? I think I still do."

Justin quickly grabs a handful of Lucky's hair and tugs hard. Lucky makes a protest and tries to get up to stop him, but this time Heath pins down both arms.

"My precious Jason…" he spits out in a mockingly sweet tone. "you have to be punished for what you did." He reaches behind him for Wade to give him the syringe, which he gives him. Wade then helps Heath in further restraining Lucky.

"Hey!" Lucky shouts as he fights against them. "Help! Help!"

Justin positions the needle at the vein in the bend juncture of his right arm. "Now you know what it feels like to have someone force themselves onto you..."

Wade slaps his hand over Lucky's mouth as Justin injects the blue substance into his arm.