Finally…I got some time to breathe and make this. 79 to go! 21 done! Just in case you forgot, italics are John's and bold lines are Randy's.
;)
It's not too bad actually.
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Vacation
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It's all black.
Twelve year old Randy Orton has his pencil tapping at his desk and his eyes are on his table and his table only and he yawns, so very sleepily and he bites the eraser of his pencil before he lets his head rest on his desk and then out of the corner of his eyes, Randy Orton spots John Cena…in his class? John's too old, three years older, how can he be in the same class—? All of this thoughts emerge together and smash and collide and suddenly, all he can remember is the confusion John's given him when he was ten, the horror that had raked through his body as John's mouth covers his…it's all Randy can remember…his pencil falls down onto the desk as John sits right beside him.
Vivid colors. Images. So very colorful.
Fifteen year old John lays back down onto his car and stares at the piece of paper, looking back at Randy Orton, completely not recognizing the twinkle in his eyes, the soft color of his brown hair, the paleness of his flesh, and he shakes his head, "hey, kid," John says at ease, looking back to see the assignment on the board and then frowning, "you know what love is?" Because John doesn't and he won't and he can't write a freaking essay about it and he knows it.
Why'd he ask him that? Randy's thoughts are still clashing together and he shakes his head, looking away from John's face, hating his breath being so close, and then shakes his head again to be sure that John's gotten the message and Johns shrugs his shoulder, making Randy tense up harder as he looks away…
They're waking up and they're entangled into each other and the world around them's all painted leaves and green and blue and nature and as Randy registers that they're in a damn forest and he's right next to John Cena of all people, in his arms once again, and John's eyes slowly flutter and he sees his white clothed Randy, so very innocent little Randy, broken and shattered inside and as John brings him closer to his chest, noticing that his clothing's all black, all hidden masks and horror and unseen pasts, this color is him and he holds onto Randy as his eyes trace around, trying to realize that he's in a forest.
"Is it like a virus or something?"
Randy's stretched in John's arms, feeling his cold skin against his hot one, and he wonders what's going on, feeling himself melt in John's arms, he holds on tighter and looks around with his eager blue eyes that shed their confidence and suddenly, they're the only people there and the memories of yesterday flushes in Randy's mind in less than a moment and he realizes that Cody and Ted were there! and he panics on the inside as he tries to stand up but he falls back down onto John's body, hearing a grunt from Cena, Randy's head can only think of Cody and Ted…they were there with him, dammit…
"No, I don't think so."
Randy's eyes trace around, now knowing what he's looking for but not seeing his tag team partners make Randy's heart explode as he stands up and looks around and John finally stands up along with him, grabbing onto Randy's wrist and jerking him backwards so that Randy's body hits John's. "Where are you going?" John asks and his voice's not angry and just so confused and sleepy and at a loss.
"Ted. Cody. They were with me! I can't let them get hurt just because I'm not there with them," he tries to move but John's locked his arms and is pushing him backwards and as Randy's body blazes with anger, John's body relaxes at ease and he feels Randy trying to break free but John's held him too hard and he knows that he's not going to let Randy go out of his sight oh, John, aren't you tired of breaking people? John tries to ignore the voice inside of his head as Randy finally gives up.
"But-but-"Randy tries to object.
"Listen, we go off on our own, then there's a pretty good chance we're not going to see each other again. If you're looking for them, I have to be there," John instructs and Randy hates being pushed around but he nods his head anyways and soon, they're looking around and they can't find anything and the sun's beating on their backs, sweat and tiredness, all in the air, and all that John wants to do is collapse into sleep again but he won't let Randy get out of his sight, ever.
"Why so jumpy?"
Randy's head twists to see John standing there, all so perfectly, so determined and a little piece of Randy's heart breaks for the young man and as he leans down to wipe the sweat off, John's voice collides through Randy's meshed and broken up thoughts, "what if Ted and Cody aren't here? What if it's just us?"
"They wanted Ted. There's a pretty good chance that they're not going to let Cody call the police or anything either so they've got to be here…I just don't understand…" Randy's voice is soft and his eyes are warmer than usual and all that John can do is ponder and the thought that enters his head just makes his heart burst from fear.
"Maybe Cody and Ted are…"
"No!" Randy knows the end of that sentence and he doesn't want to think that way and he falls to his knees and covers his ears as John leans down next to him, holding Randy's waist and bringing him closer. "They can't be…"
"…dead."
"No! They-how-I-Cody-they-oh, Ted-"his thoughts are just as broken in as ever as the horror reels through Randy and he realizes the possibility and as John's hands wrap around the Legend Killer, he could feel his fear and smell the scent and he knows that there's something with them, something around them but all he cares about right now is protecting Randy.
A sound of a stick crumbling.
"Hello, boys," Derek's bitter voice fills the air as he approaches them with black clothing and a silver belt around his hips, "like your little vacation?"
"What did you do to Ted? And Cody?" Randy snaps, feeling as if their lives are the only thing that may be hanging in the balance, John grips tighter, afraid to let go of Randy as Derek's little friends, Travis, Brody, Frank, round around them and they're threatening to rip his Randy away from him and as he sees as Randy's torn out of his hands, and Randy's white clothes are shred into a piece of cloth in John's hand and John's eyes flash dangerously at them.
Travis holds onto Randy as the boy struggles, trying to go back into John's arms, "Legend Killer ain't so tough. Let's go, sweetheart."
It's around two hours later when John's being pushed inside of a cabin made of wood and the floor's dusty and he's all alone and they lock the room and he's curled up into a ball and he shakes his head, trying to keep the tears from spilling off his face, "don't cry, Cena. You're not that weak, are you?" John asks himself.
"You are so weak."
John stares down at his hands, where that little piece of Randy's clothing is ripped out of his hands and he walks towards the drawer, finding an old but effective pen and he looks back down at the piece of cloth…
"Nothing. It's nothing…"
"It's something."
"Leave me alone."
"Can't…"
Realization finally crosses John as he notices the fear behind the blue eyed mask that Randy wears and John's eyes widen and Randy can only flush in pink, shamefully, before looking down at his paper and playing with his pencil, tapping it on his desk again and again, pretending as if John can't see him…"You're that kid, aren't you?"
John isn't fooled as his memory over washes him. "Randy Orton?"
And as the bell rings, Randy's hand rip his paper and John finds himself seeing as a piece of Randy's paper falls down onto the floor and John stares at the doodle, it looks like a flower, with broken off rose petals and John's smile fades as he realizes that Randy's been doodling on this when he had been talking to John…do I really break everything…?
Rose petals.
Broken off.
John's pen falls down and he looks down at it, and holds it back into his hands, the little tattered white cloth, just brings back too many painful memories, too many painful thoughts and he blinks, with tears collecting at his eyes but not falling, "I really do break everything I touch."
Hmm…I like John angst. A LOT.
;) Sam
Next one? 'Mother Nature'.
Summary: [?? POV] All dead. They're all dead. Why am I still alive? Why am I watching this? It's so cold out here…
Yeah, mystery. Just for one chapter but still... you'll be surprised. TRUST ME. lol. Or you'll guess who it is in the middle.