Damn my lack of knowing sports.

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Sorrow

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John feels the ground underneath him, the rocky ground break and he stares down onto the floor, trying to understand what's happening—he finds the rock break and his body's falling down again.

Even rock breaks at some point. You were broken a long time ago.

And now, anyone on his surface was falling, too.

He felt his head hitting with the cold ground, bleeding, rapidly. John lifted his head, groaning in pain when he felt a surge of pain overtake his body and head and he didn't know what else to do but try and rekindle his thoughts in his head.

Where's he now?

He looks around.

This place.

Familiar.

His head tries to register where he is as he walks down the underground tunnel and he takes a flash light, looking around, trying to understand where he is.

And why is it so familiar…?

"John, stop playing."

John Cena picks up his teddy bear and presses it to his chest, staring down at the ground as his parents search the area.

"Don't blame it on him. He's just a kid."

"He should know that this means business!"

"Johnny, he's four years old! He doesn't even know how say 'business'."

John stares back up at them, confused with a broken, cracked smile as he stands up and his eyes widen as he sees those shadow slip in and out of the caves.

"What's that?"

John's father looks down at John, holding his son close to him.

"Johnny, what's that?"

"I don't know!"

"Let's get out of here…"

"No! Wait!"

They grab onto John's hands and pull him out and the little stuffed teddy bear falls down onto the ground.

"Wait! I need Sergeant Teddy!"

John's eyes are on his little fluffy friend as his parents pull him away.

"Teddy…"

John knows it.

He knows the exit….he knows where he was. He knows exactly where he was. And as he straddles towards where he'd memory remembered, he remembers the strange little pictures on the cave, and the white chalk on the floor.

He stands towards the wall and leans down to grab onto the chalk.

So many memories.

This is where his family went camping most of this time.

This isn't too far from where they really lived.

Maybe two hours away.

He knows.

He finally knows.

He stops when he feels a squeaky sound from underneath him and looks down to see a tattered, broken off bear. Sergeant Teddy.

He holds the teddy bear into his hands and threatens to squeeze the stomach out but he kisses his forehead instead and he holds the teddy bear close to his chest, running his hand down the back.

"I broke you. I always break things."

He takes the bear in his hands and feels a hand take him away. "Think you can run away from us, not a chance?" and as they take him back to Randy, Cody, Ted and Mike now, all on the floor, either drugged or red with pain from abuse and they throw John down onto the floor.

He's sorry for leaving them.

He's sorry for breathing everything.

And he knows it.

"For the next few days, you're going to be battling your way to freedom. By doing a few dangerous sports," Derek says and the rest only nod their head to his glare at them. "First sport… ice hockey."

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It's really an icy cave.

They're all entangled into each other.

Mike's hockey stick had slipped into Ted's eye and had make him cry and Cody had collided towards him, tearing down Ted and Mike all at once, making Ted's stick drive into Mike's eye, making tears run down one eye and now Randy and John are the only ones standing before they collide into each other and Mike tries to stand up but they all fall down onto each other, all entangled into each other.

With pain and aching as Cody announces. "I think that I broke my leg…"

Later on, they discover that Cody had really broken his leg and as Derek walks towards him, staring at him, horrid, 'and another sport: motocross."

"Cody's broken his legs."

"Doesn't matter. I want you there by tomorrow afternoon."

They look at Cody who'd fallen into sleep and Ted holds onto him. Randy's eyes are staring at Cody and John holds onto his shoulder, clutching onto his teddy bear's arm at the same time.

"…they're gone too far."

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