There were about thirty WWE superstars trapped backstage before showtime because a thunderstorm had fried some electrical wires and the tech guys were having trouble getting everything fixed. The lights were about the only thing still working but even they flickered on and off every few seconds; signaling their eminent demise. Kurt Angle sat in the main locker room area on an old wooden bench that had been set out. He sat at one corner and was watching the activity around him. He was a nervous wreck. His leg was shaking and his eyes were wide. Various superstars were carrying flashlights, ready for the eventual blackout. Kurt always made sure he had one everywhere he went but it was in his bag in his lockeroom. He desperately wanted to go and get it but he didn't want to be left alone in the halls in case that's when the lights went out. The lights flickered. Kurt grabbed the edge of the bench hard, his knuckles turning white. No matter how hard he tried to convince himself of how stupid it was, he kept thinking that when the lights did go out and came back on, he wouldn't be in the locker room anymore, that he'd be somewhere he'd never be able to escape . He gripped the bench tighter in the impulse of wanting something stable to hold on to. Every time the lights would flicker, Kurt could just see the shadows move closer to him. Suddenly Dwayne came in and sat on the opposite end of the bench. He calmly took a drink of his water and leaned forward on the bench. He looked bored compared to Kurt. Kurt noticed that he had the strap of a small flashlight around his wrist. Kurt was very tempted to ask if he could borrow it to go get his own flashlight in case the lights went out before he got there. He knew Dwayne would probably let him but Kurt didn't want to go by himself anyway so he just kept his mouth shut. The lights flickered again, causing Kurt to jump and grip the bench even tighter. Everyone looked up to the lights on impulse. Kurt had to get a hold of something else. When the lights did go out he wanted to make sure that he would still be in the lockeroom when they came back on. He looked over at Rock and slowly began to inch his way closer to him. He stopped to make sure no one noticed and inched a few more inches until he felt his shoulder barely touching Rock's shoulder. Just as he was about to breathe a sigh of relief in knowing that he wouldn't disappear into the darkness, Dwayne suddenly jerked his head over and glared at Kurt with confusing clearly on his face. He leaned away from Kurt and stared at him. Kurt looked at him with a look that said 'what?'. Dwayne looked him up and down before standing up and going to sit somewhere else. Kurt sighed in frustration. Rock was about half way to a vacant chair when the lights went out. Kurt froze. His heart was pounding. He couldn't see anything. Blackness surrounded him. Kurt could sense something running at him from the darkness. Suddenly he heard a loud crash and a man yell. Kurt yelled out in surprise and in horror. It sounded so close, like it was right on him. The lights came back on. Kurt's eyes shot open and his screams stopped. His mouth still open, sweat pouring down his face, and his knuckles white. He looked over to where the crash came from. He saw Dwayne; holding is knee, standing over a dented steel-folding chair. He was staring at Kurt with the same look he had a while ago. Kurt looked around to see everyone staring at him, confusing and surprise on their faces. Kurt let out the breath he was holding with a rush.

A tech guy with wires around his neck peeked around the corner. "We're back, boys! It's showtime!"

At the same time Vince walked by a still frozen, wide-eyed Kurt "Kurt, you got a match with Kane, you're out first."

Deep in Kurt's subconscious a deep DAMNIT!!! was heard
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::laughs:: Whoa! That was a good one!!! ::laughs:: OMG, someone get our Olympic hero a nightlight!!!! Hahaha!!!!! Well, fear-infested folks, that's all I got. If ya got a superstar you think has a phobia, give me a holla'. I'll be there!!! Bwahahahaha!!!!


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A/N: You know, it is harder then it looks to come up with an idea about for a phobia of darkness…hope you liked it! I'm not too sure about how this phobia goes, but as a kid that's what the darkness felt like to me, so that is what I went by. In case you didn't get the ending, if you remember, part of Kane's music is for the lights to go out before his pyro hits so………..And fyi, I'm a big Kurt fan so :P