Shaded From The Darkness
Disclaimer- I don't own to do with the WWE
Summary- It's been three years since Mike left, someone has finally found him, but what all has happened? Will he return to the one he loves? Does Cena still love him? And what has happened to Alex? Slash..Sequel to Riddles of the Darkness.
Warnings- implied rape, and mentions of torture.
I SUGGEST YOU READ riddles of the darkness FIRST, IT WILL MAKE A LOT MORE SENSE.
I know right I finally started this. Because I finished the Riddles of the Darkness so long ago, I kinda got lost with what I wanted the sequel to be. So this is all new ideas.
Thank you for the lovely reviews that I recived for the first couple of chapters. And thank you to everyone that alerted and favourtied this.
Shawn lurked in the shadows watching the young man, he had slipped out of his room following behind Mike as the youngster walked away from the motel, he stood off to the side hidden in the shadows as Mike stopped to answer his phone, Shawn's stomach churned as he listened to Mike's half of the conversation. When Mike hung up and set off on foot towards the diner Shawn followed. He was silent, he was watching, calculating. Shawn was worried, the heavy feeling in his gut and in his heart told him something. Something he didn't want to listen to. Darkness was up a head, and Mike was heading towards it with no knowing what so ever. With a heavy sigh and a heavy heart Shawn followed Mike into the darkness.
Mike found Rob at the diner and asked to borrow his truck, Rob tossed him the car keys with no question, waving a good bye and throwing a promise to have the truck by the next morning, Mike drove off the short distance to the area that Marlisa was stranded at.
Shawn hailed a cab and told the driver to follow Rob's truck. Shawn got out of the taxi a little ways away so Mike wouldn't see him, using his secret unknown ninja skills he was able to get as close as he could watching as Mike climbed out of the truck and spoke with Marlisa.
Every the gentlemen when Mike stepped out of the warm cab of the truck and into the chilly night Mike shrugged off his jacket and gave it too Marlisa, she smiled and gave him a hug –which he returned reluctantly- before sliding her arms into the jacket and wrapped it around herself, sniffing slightly at Mike's scent that lingered in the collar. Mike winced slightly at the action, he knew what she could smell it was the cologne that John had bought him for his last birthday, they had been out shopping and Mike was sniffing cologne when he smelt it and had fallen in love with the musky woodsy smell and John had bought it for him four months later having memorized the maker and name. Mike had been impressed and wore it when John took Mike out for dinner that night to a fancy restaurant.
Mike shook his head and gave a sniffles, he told himself it was because of the chilly night and not that fact that thinking of the memory –thinking of John- still hurt. It had been three years since they broke up, in his heart Mike knew maybe, just maybe it was time to move on. Hell it had been time to move on over two years ago. But every time he thought about going out with another person, something would remind him of John.
"Mike!" Mike jumped slightly at the yell, once again he had been lots in his thoughts failing to notice that Marlisa was trying to get his attention.
"Uh sorry?" Marlisa let out an overdramatic teenage giggle, Mike flinched slightly but held strong.
"It's fine, I was just going to say we should hurry up. It's getting late and it's kinda cold out." Mike nodded and walked over to the hood of her car,
"Pop the hood." Mike waited while she did as told and peaked under the hood once it was up.
Shawn bit his lip watching as Mike checked out the engine and all that other junk under the hood, John had tried to explain cars to him before but as far as Shawn was concerned a good car was four wheels, an engine, and a steering wheel. Shawn straightened up a little watching as Marlisa slowy climbed out of the driver's side, pulling out a baseball bat from the passenger side, Shawn stood up all the way from his crouched position behind an old abandoned car, he watched in horror as Marlisa stood behind Mike, the bat raised above her head, her hands clenching the handle.
Mike frowned under the hood, there wasn't a single thing wrong with the damn car, other than it may be due for an oil change other than that it should be working fine.
"Marlisa try to start the engine, it should work." Mike waited for her to do as asked.
Shawn watched was as the bat swung down almost in slow motion, before Shawn could call out to Mike and warn him something hit him in the back of the head, his vision went fuzzy for a second before another hit was enough to make everything turn to darkness.
When Shawn woke it took a couple of seconds for his vision to clear, he blinked several times before he was able to take in the fact that he was in a cold room. It looked like a basement, concrete floors, concert walls. All grey. Shawn tried to move his hands but he felt the restraints digging into his skin, he tried to pull at them to see how strong they were but they didn't even budge.
"Damn it." Shawn cursed, he did a quick scan of the room looking for any other signs of life, his heart fell to the pit of his stomach when he noticed a still body laying off to the side a little ways from him. Shawn tugged at the chained handcuffs which held his arms above his head, the chain that linked the two cuffs together was wrapped around a pole of some sort.
"Mike." Shawn whispered not quite sure of what was all around him, "Mike." He whispered a little loud, "MIKE!" A harsh whisper did nothing to effect the still lump, Shawn's heart pounded in his chest, no no no no. " MICHAEL!" The lump moved slightly shifting a little, a soft groan came from the man. Shawn breathed out a sigh of relief. At least he was alive, maybe John wouldn't kill him. Shawn waited a minute watching Mike slowing move, with a heavy groan the younger man rolled over so that he was facing Shawn. Shawn gasped slightly at the large gash on the younger man's forehead.
"Shit. Mike you have to stay awake, no more sleeping okay." Mike blinked hazy crystal blue eyes at him a small slow nod being the only response.
"Mike, do you remember what happened?" Mike blinked again before opening and closing his mouth.
"I went to work..." Mike spoke, Shawn nodded at least he remember something.
"Anything after that?" Mike look puzzled for a second before shaking his head. Shawn nodded, he could already guess Mike had a bit of a concussion.
"It's okay Mike." Shawn tried to offer some comfort to the younger man.
"Where are we?" Shawn bit his lip. He wished he knew.
Mike's head was hurting, his forehead was stinging like a bitch. Mike was panicking, his hands weren't handcuffed like he noticed Shawn's were instead the rope bit into his wrist every time he wiggled the rope dug in tighter. He hands were tied together behind the small of his back. This all felt very familiar and that scared him. He had become somewhat claustrophobic since the whole kidnapping thing three years ago. Confined spaces were a bad thing. Mike rolled again, and again, and he kept rolling until he was getting closer to Shawn, any comfort would be good right now. He froze dead in his spot when the door to the basement opened.
"Oh, they're awake." Marlisa stopped in the door way before swaggering into the room, Shawn growled at her, he had a bad feeling about her from the start.
"Oh grow up, and stop growling and hissing like a little bitch."
"Says the bitch that kidnapped them." another voice spoke, this voice was much deeper and a tall largely built man stood in the shadows.
"Dear husband of mine do shut your fucking mouth when nobody wants to listen to you. The less you open your mouth the less foul smell that will be emitted into the air." The man rolled his eyes, and raised his hands giving a poor imitation of him wanting to strangle her.
"Ja liebe." Marlisa hissed something back at him in German, not that either Mike or Shawn could understand a word of it.
"Shut your mouth you stupid bitch." the husband spoke again his voice edged with a dangerous tone, a bright red flush had taken over his cheeks that they could see when he stepped out of the shadows and into the light so that he was face to face with Marlisa. Marlisa once again went off on him in German, before she raised her hand and slapped him across the face. The husband shook his head snarling at her under his breath and he stepped back into the shadows and leaned against the wall. Marlisa reached down and pulled a dagger out of her long black boot.
"Michael fucking Gregory Mizanin, I've waited a LONG ass FUCKING time to get my hands on you." She spat at him, spit flying as she annunciated certain words putting as much strain and giving the meaning. "I want to strangle your pretty little neck, until you're blue in the face. I despise your fucking perky ass." Mike gulped and moved closer to the wall. Shawn tried to tug on his chains getting to try and protect Mike, he tried to slip his hand through one of the cuffs, desperately trying to remember that trick Hunter had taught him about how to get out of a pair of handcuffs, his mind was drawing a blank.
"But as much as I want to tie that rope around your neck and choke you, I found something much better to kill you with. Yes, Michael I don't actually want to hurt you, so no need to cry or anything like that, Ich will dich töten. Do you understand me? You stupid little bitch. Ich will dich töten!" She screeched wagging that dagger in his face, Mike turned his face to the side, the tears were welling in his eyes, Shawn could see that fear that stood out in Mike's blue eyes. Marlisa giggled and ran that blade over Mike's cheek, at the end she added a little pressure successfully cutting Mike's cheek. Marlisa stepped back balancing the tip of the blade on the tip of her finger.
"But I think you deserve to know why I want to kill you before I actually kill you? Don't you think? You think that would be a fair trade?"
"You see three years ago I heard this rumour, four WWE superstars were kidnapped, and one was killed. But you see I didn't give a shit about that fact, I mean who cares. It was all probably a publicity stunt, but then I researched a little deeper into the rumour and found out that the kidnappers were killed. Raymond and Tristan Darkeno, I bet I know something you don't know. My name is Marlisa Darkeno. Fuck you." Mike gulped, this was bad. "Meine Brüder, meine Familie. MY FUCKING BABY BROTHERS. YOU GOT THEM KILLED YOU SELFISH PIECE OF SHIT!" Marlisa hissed, looming over Mike's curled up body.
"You fucking bastard got my brothers killed, revenge drove them to death. And it all involved you. For fucking three years I've been planning this. I've waited for this for a long long ass time, bitch. And I will succeed in killing you." Marlisa let out a dark chuckle, her eye twitched. "I have no one now, I slit my mother's drunk ass throat when I turned twenty, and my dead beat father is serving life in jail. You took all the family I had, now I all that I know and share a name with is that fat piece of lard hiding in the shadows and his bitchy whiney needy child." A low growl came from the corner.
"Halt' die Klappe."
Marlisa, wasn't sure what happened next an anger hissed came from the shadows and the next minute she was charged from behind and knocked to the ground, Marlisa screamed in surprised and tried to fight the man off, Marlisa hissed and kicked, growling and scratching, curses spilled from her lips as the man tried to get the dagger away from the angered bitch.
Shawn backed away from the fighting couple, he wanted to cheer as he finally managed to get cuffs loose and was able to slip out of them, he crawled over to where Mike was trying to not get caught into the squabble going on. Mike's teary blue eyes pleaded with him to get them out of there, Shawn silently promised he would succeed in getting them out of there. He reached Mike and cupped the younger man's cheek, he ran his thumb over the trail of tears wiping them away. Shawn went to go and get Mike up from the ground there would worry about the rope when they got out, but before he could move he was knock forward from behind, Shawn gasped as a sharp pain stabbed him in the back. Everything seemed to slow down, Shawn's hand went to his back pressing on the pained area, he pulled his hand away from the area the gooey red substance could only be one thing, with a breathy sigh Shawn collapse forward against Mike in an unconscious slump.
German translations- don't blame me if they are wrong, got them from google.
Ja liebe- yes dear
Ich will dich töten- I want to kill you
Meine Brüder, meine Familie- my brothers, my family
Halt' die Klappe - closest translation I could find to mean- Shut the Fuck up
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I hadn't realised how long it's been since I updated. I'm sorry it took so long. First two weeks two/three weeks of school, kinda chaotic. LOL.
I started this chapter last friday when I wasn't at shcool I had twisted my knee so I didn't go to school but I never got around to finishing the chapter so I worked on it today and finally finished it.
I can't believe Miz was fired, and Truth. Poor babies. I hope it leads to an epic storyline of some sort. I'll miss Mizzy though, until he returns -if he does.
So review let me know what you think.
Maybe about 5 more chapters or so until it's done. I think I'm gonna do a bit of a side story concerning more of Jeff and Randy's relationship, I kinda explained the others relationship but I kinda just mentioned it in passing so maybe if people like the idea I'll expand on their break up and Randy and his new man more so. Let me know what you think.