Title: Tainted Blood

Disclaimer: Don't own the characters, Don't sue.

By: Aya Miyata (Also the author of "Good at Being Bad")

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Christian slung his bag over his shoulder as he approached the darkly lit parking lot.

He was going to give a ride to Edge and Lita but they had decided they would stay behind to practice some moves for their match next week.

Christian suddenly heard what seemed like a falling of a penny.

He turned around, "Is anyone there?" No answer. He tried to see through the dark, but found it impossible. He shrugged it off, turning back around and walking towards his car.

He tensed when he heard a tapping noise.

"Who's there?" Christian dropped his bag to the side, stepping under the flickering light.

He felt a sharp pain shoot through his back, he collapsed on to the ground, clutching his shoulder.

Christian tried to get up but found that the pain was too immense. He fell back down; he edged towards the nearest car trying to hide himself, hoping that the shadows would give him protection. Christian could feel the beat of his own heart, wondering if the person who wanted to hurt him could hear it too, it was too loud, he felt as if it were drums beating instead of his heart.

The shadows weren't enough to protect him from the masked person. The figure quickly neared him.

His eyes widened in fear, as the light caught the knife, on it glinted red, his blood. He tried to scream, but found his voice wouldn't leave his throat.

"Why…. why?" Christian managed to whisper before the knife came down.

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Edge and Lita walked out of the arena, towards the parking lot when they saw a crowd formed in the middle of the parking lot.

"What do you think happened?" Edge asked, to no one in particular.

"I'm not sure..but let's check it out."

The ambulance was just leaving, the red lights flowing over the cars near it.

Molly came running up to them when she spotted them, her eyes were full of unshed tears.

"What's wrong Molly?" Lita asked, putting an arm around Molly, looking concerned.

"Lita…Edge..you might want to sit down," Molly dabbed her eyes with a tissue. She made them sit on the hood of a car before she continued.

"Christian….he's gone." Molly managed to say, before breaking into tears.

Edge got off the hood of the car, grabbing Molly's shoulder demanding "What are you talking about Molly? We just talked to Christian less than an hour ago."

"He….He was killed, slaughtered, blood everywhere, I saw him being taken away..god I can't believe it's Christian," Molly cried on Edge's shoulder.

Edge caught Lita's eyes. He let go of Molly, running over towards the crowd.

"What happened here?" He asked one of the people.

"Some dude was killed just now, I don't even want to look at the scene," A man answered pointing towards the center of the crowd.

There was blood everywhere, as if there was a river. It still glinted in the light, showing that it hadn't been very long since the death.

Edge turned away, he shook his head, he started shaking.

Lita caught up with him, grabbing ahold of his hand. "It's not true isn't it? He just went back to the hotel, it's probably someone else, that could happen couldn't it?"

Edge hugged her tightly as Lita's tears started to fall.

My brother....gone.

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She was in her own locker room, trying to keep back the tears that threatened to fall. It had only been a day since she had found out her friend, her best friend, the best friend she had ever had was gone.

Edge had taken the day off, telling her that he had needed time by himself to think everything over.

She glanced at her door when she saw it turn.

Test sauntered into her locker room.

"What are you doing here? GET OUT!" She yelled, not caring who heard.

"A little touché aren't we? Could it be over Christian? He deserved everything that had been coming to him, he was practically asking for it." Test smirked.

Lita's eyes burned with hatred, then filled with fear as realization dawned on her. "You…killed him?"

Test rolled his eyes "Like I need to kill him to get even, I'm glad someone killed him because I gladly would have."

She started hitting his chest, her tears rolling down her cheeks "You did! Didn't you? I hate you! You took away my best friend"

She felt someone pull her away from Test.

It was the damn referees.

"This is personal, this isn't on camera so go away," She spat out.

"Sorry, but this is our job," The man shrugged leading her away from Test.

Lita's eyes softened "I'm sorry, I didn't want to make your work harder for you..it's just this is something personal between me and Test."

"Then do it outside of the arena, Mr.McMahon doesn't want any more trouble than he's already getting from the rest of the wrestlers."

Lita nodded, and watched as Test was forced out of her locker room by the referees.

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"You going to be ok?" Edge asked to Molly.

Molly managed to nod, knowing that Lita would need Edge's comfort more than she would have.

Why couldn't Spike have been here….

"Hey babe, need a shoulder to cry on? Cause you know I always got two," A man wrapped an arm around her waist.

She stumbled to get out of the grasp, the person laughed, seemingly enjoying seeing her uncomfortable.

Once Molly managed to pull away, she turned around to see who it was.

"What are you doing Kanyon?"

"Here to deliver a very important message, you might not want to hear it but you have no choice."

Molly looked up; her tear stained face one of surprise. "What…What do you mean?"

He leaned in to whisper into her ear, but she stepped back, not knowing what he was about to do.

"You want only yourself to know or do you want me to tell everyone?"

Molly shook her head.

When he told her, her face turned pale.

"You..you really mean it don't you?" She whispered.

"If you don't, you know what I'll do to Spike." Kanyon sneered.

She hung her head in defeat. "I'll do what you say, just please….don't hurt Spike."

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