"Edge?" Jeff Hardy called knocking on his friends door, "Are you
there?"
When there was no answer Matt Hardy dug around in his pocket pulling out the key Edge had given him. "We'd better make sure everything is okay," Matt said looking around at his friends.
Once he'd unlocked the door, Lita, Jericho, and Jeff followed him inside. The apartment was empty and there were no signs of a struggle. Lita walked over to the coffee table picking up a sheet of paper, "Guys!" she called dread in her voice, "He's gone."
"What do mean he's gone?" Jericho asked with a sinking feeling.
"Gangrel's got him." Lita said softly, "The note says we need to talk to Stone Cold."
Jeff turned and walked towards the door, "What are we waiting for?" The others followed him quickly from the apartment, piling in the car and heading towards the arena.
Once there they headed to the Rattlesnake's dressing room. They knocked on the door and they heard the Texan's gruff voice tell them to come in.
Lita opened the door and stepped inside. Austin didn't seem the least bit surprised to see them. "I figured you'd show up sooner or later,"
"You knew he was going to do this!" Jericho accused angrily.
"You're right I did." The Rattlesnake confirmed, "But he didn't have much choice. And you all know it."
"Gangrel's insane!" Matt burst out, "There's no telling what he'll do."
"Simmer down, boy," Stone Cold ordered, "Gangrel went to a lot of trouble to get his hands on those three. Now, I'm not saying that they're having a pleasant vacation but you've got to keep your head on straight."
"What do you think we should do then? Just sit here on our asses while Gangrel does whatever he wants?" Lita asked incredulously.
"No," Austin replied crossing his arms and leaning against the wall, "But right now we've got no idea where they're at. Finding out where that rat has hole up sure as hell won't be easy, girl."
Jeff looked down at the ground deep in thought, "Maybe the Undertaker still has some connections . . . maybe he'll be able to track them down."
Jericho sighed feeling weary and sore. Kayla was like a sister to him, Edge and Christian were his brothers, and what he wanted most was to pound the shit of the vampire for ever hurting his family. But first they had to find their friends, "The Undertaker was heavy into that stuff at the very least it's a place to start. We'll find them."
Jeff clenched his fists, "And if Gangrel hurts them in the meantime he's going to be very sorry."
When there was no answer Matt Hardy dug around in his pocket pulling out the key Edge had given him. "We'd better make sure everything is okay," Matt said looking around at his friends.
Once he'd unlocked the door, Lita, Jericho, and Jeff followed him inside. The apartment was empty and there were no signs of a struggle. Lita walked over to the coffee table picking up a sheet of paper, "Guys!" she called dread in her voice, "He's gone."
"What do mean he's gone?" Jericho asked with a sinking feeling.
"Gangrel's got him." Lita said softly, "The note says we need to talk to Stone Cold."
Jeff turned and walked towards the door, "What are we waiting for?" The others followed him quickly from the apartment, piling in the car and heading towards the arena.
Once there they headed to the Rattlesnake's dressing room. They knocked on the door and they heard the Texan's gruff voice tell them to come in.
Lita opened the door and stepped inside. Austin didn't seem the least bit surprised to see them. "I figured you'd show up sooner or later,"
"You knew he was going to do this!" Jericho accused angrily.
"You're right I did." The Rattlesnake confirmed, "But he didn't have much choice. And you all know it."
"Gangrel's insane!" Matt burst out, "There's no telling what he'll do."
"Simmer down, boy," Stone Cold ordered, "Gangrel went to a lot of trouble to get his hands on those three. Now, I'm not saying that they're having a pleasant vacation but you've got to keep your head on straight."
"What do you think we should do then? Just sit here on our asses while Gangrel does whatever he wants?" Lita asked incredulously.
"No," Austin replied crossing his arms and leaning against the wall, "But right now we've got no idea where they're at. Finding out where that rat has hole up sure as hell won't be easy, girl."
Jeff looked down at the ground deep in thought, "Maybe the Undertaker still has some connections . . . maybe he'll be able to track them down."
Jericho sighed feeling weary and sore. Kayla was like a sister to him, Edge and Christian were his brothers, and what he wanted most was to pound the shit of the vampire for ever hurting his family. But first they had to find their friends, "The Undertaker was heavy into that stuff at the very least it's a place to start. We'll find them."
Jeff clenched his fists, "And if Gangrel hurts them in the meantime he's going to be very sorry."
