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All noise seemed to lower to a distant hum in Hurricane's ears. He just lay on the mat, feeling as though he'd just lie there forever. He seemed to stay that way for what seemed like hours but was in fact minutes. The first person he was aware of was Shannon, his features blurred at first as he knelt over him but coming into sharp focus. He looked very worried
"Can you hear me?" he said
Hurricane nodded and tried to sit up but fell back down limply. Shannon said something to the referee and then careful helped Hurricane up. He wobbled a little unsteadily, his head felt like it was spinning. The crowd's cheers suddenly exploded in his head, like someone had switched the volume from minimum to maximum. Shannon put one of Hurricane's arms around his shoulders and helped him walk slowly from the ring and up the ramp to backstage. Hurricane could hear Shannon talk to someone and a familiar voice answer before disappearing. He let himself by led in a daze to their locker room and lowered onto a bench. He sat back against the wall, closing his eyes, not speaking. Shannon grabbed a towel and began sorting through his bag in silence before stopping and looking at Hurricane
"What happened out there?" he asked finally, as though the question had been burning inside him, it probably had
Hurricane shook his head, frowning; he couldn't really remember himself.
"Talk me through it and I'll see if I can remember" he answered
"You had Tajiri ready for the Eye of the Hurricane and Jamie gets into the ring to try and stop you so I get in, throw him to the outside and jump over the ropes to join him, leaving you to finish off the match and win for us" Shannon looked at Hurricane expectantly as he carried on fishing through his bag
"I had him ready and just as I was about to hit him with it, a voice yelled from the outside" Hurricane concentrated, his face puckered in a frown then his eyes shot open as the memory came back to him "Nidia"
*
Molly stretched herself out full length; it wasn't a good fit but stopped her muscles from cramping. There was little else to do; it was so dark and getting colder. No one had been to see her, she felt completely isolated from everything and everyone and the truth be told, she was getting a little scared. And hungry, she hadn't had anything since that coffee with Victoria hours ago. Victoria! She was supposed to meet her for a workout before the show, the show would nearly be finished now, she knew that Victoria would be worried. That was a good thing, it meant she would try to find her. As she held onto this thought, the door suddenly creaked open and a figure shoved a small tray in. Molly tried to identify who the figure was but from being so long in the dark, she could barely squint.
"How long are you keeping me here?" she asked
The figure stopped and turned back towards her, they wore an overpowering perfume, flowery. There was a silence then
"I don't know, you'll be staying here for the night as there's another house show here tomorrow before we travel on" the voice was heavily disguised
"Why have you done this?" persisted Molly, wanting answers
The figure turned again and stood still, like a statue in the dark
"Hurricane"
*
"What did she say?" asked Shannon
"Something like 'where's your girlfriend when you need her?' I know it was stupid to get distracted by something like that but I did and Tajiri hit me with those kicks"
The door opened and Victoria came in holding two ice packs. She walked over to Hurricane immediately
"This is for your head, don't argue" she instructed "I was a personal trainer and I know what I'm doing"
Hurricane didn't argue and held one of the ice packs to his sore head. The ice felt good, very good against it. He reached for the other pack but Victoria pulled it out of his reach and shook her head.
"Uh uh, this one's for me"
"Tough match huh?" asked Shannon
"You bet, Trish can pack a punch" said Victoria ruefully, holding the pack to the side of her face
Trish! She had a motive for kidnapping Molly only she couldn't remember anything neither could Chris. It left only one person, Nidia.
"It had to be her," Hurricane said out loud
"Had to be who?" asked Victoria confused
"Nidia said something about Molly when we were wrestling tonight in a tag match, just as Hurricane was about to win for us she yelled something like 'where's your girlfriend when you need her?' it distracted Hurricane and cost us the match" explained Shannon
"I think she's got something to do with Molly's disappearance" Hurricane said, shifting the ice pack
"Wouldn't surprise me, she was trying real hard to listen in on my and Molly's conversation in the canteen" remarked Victoria
"Do you know her?" asked Shannon
"Once known, never forgotten" confirmed Victoria "she got around, that's for sure, you must have known her for the time you spent in our developmental"
"I remember her" replied Shannon with a smile "kept trying to get me to sleep with her"
"That would be the one," said Victoria laughing
Hurricane kept unusually silent, he missed Molly and he wanted to get her back, he needed to. Without another word, he walked out of the room, determined to see if he could find her.
*
The water felt wonderful to her dry clogged throat. Molly tried not to gulp it down, taking some sips to enjoy the taste; unsure when she'd next get some water. The figure had also left her a small sandwich and protein bar, how thoughtful. Molly began eating carefully, breaking everything into small pieces so it would take longer to eat. As she ate, savouring the tastes, she heard hurried footsteps and someone stand in front of the door. Whoever it was, was worried, they kicked back against the door "Stay silent" they hissed
Molly heard someone else approach, she couldn't distinguish either voice. Until she heard one sentence clearly
"I know you've got something to do with it"
It was Hurricane! Her heart leapt at the sound of his voice. Yes, they had got something to do with it, she thought desperately. She wondered how his match had gone and whether he and Shannon had won, if Victoria had won against Trish. She sighed and carried on eating, trying to ignore the voices, it saddened her so much to be this close to Hurricane and unable to speak to him. The voices disappeared and then a short time later, the door opened. The figure grabbed Molly roughly by the head and clapped a hand over her mouth.
"You listen to me good, bitch" it growled "you're not coming out for some time because I want to make your boyfriend's life a living hell and you're my way through for that, so enjoy what you can, you may not be able to enjoy it for much longer"
They let go of Molly suddenly, causing her to fall back against the stone hard. The door shut again and retreating footsteps told her she was all alone again. She breathed out slowly, trying to calm her fraught nerves, this was not good.
Read, enjoy, review! Thanks to the people who do just that as it's what makes writing this story so enjoyable (shout outs - BizGirlCharlie: thanks for saying it was a great match write-up, I like writing them up, Hurricane and Shannon r great best friends aren't they? And Ocy: ur hero has a hero, Hurricane! Lol, hope u like this chapter) Keep reading and writing
All noise seemed to lower to a distant hum in Hurricane's ears. He just lay on the mat, feeling as though he'd just lie there forever. He seemed to stay that way for what seemed like hours but was in fact minutes. The first person he was aware of was Shannon, his features blurred at first as he knelt over him but coming into sharp focus. He looked very worried
"Can you hear me?" he said
Hurricane nodded and tried to sit up but fell back down limply. Shannon said something to the referee and then careful helped Hurricane up. He wobbled a little unsteadily, his head felt like it was spinning. The crowd's cheers suddenly exploded in his head, like someone had switched the volume from minimum to maximum. Shannon put one of Hurricane's arms around his shoulders and helped him walk slowly from the ring and up the ramp to backstage. Hurricane could hear Shannon talk to someone and a familiar voice answer before disappearing. He let himself by led in a daze to their locker room and lowered onto a bench. He sat back against the wall, closing his eyes, not speaking. Shannon grabbed a towel and began sorting through his bag in silence before stopping and looking at Hurricane
"What happened out there?" he asked finally, as though the question had been burning inside him, it probably had
Hurricane shook his head, frowning; he couldn't really remember himself.
"Talk me through it and I'll see if I can remember" he answered
"You had Tajiri ready for the Eye of the Hurricane and Jamie gets into the ring to try and stop you so I get in, throw him to the outside and jump over the ropes to join him, leaving you to finish off the match and win for us" Shannon looked at Hurricane expectantly as he carried on fishing through his bag
"I had him ready and just as I was about to hit him with it, a voice yelled from the outside" Hurricane concentrated, his face puckered in a frown then his eyes shot open as the memory came back to him "Nidia"
*
Molly stretched herself out full length; it wasn't a good fit but stopped her muscles from cramping. There was little else to do; it was so dark and getting colder. No one had been to see her, she felt completely isolated from everything and everyone and the truth be told, she was getting a little scared. And hungry, she hadn't had anything since that coffee with Victoria hours ago. Victoria! She was supposed to meet her for a workout before the show, the show would nearly be finished now, she knew that Victoria would be worried. That was a good thing, it meant she would try to find her. As she held onto this thought, the door suddenly creaked open and a figure shoved a small tray in. Molly tried to identify who the figure was but from being so long in the dark, she could barely squint.
"How long are you keeping me here?" she asked
The figure stopped and turned back towards her, they wore an overpowering perfume, flowery. There was a silence then
"I don't know, you'll be staying here for the night as there's another house show here tomorrow before we travel on" the voice was heavily disguised
"Why have you done this?" persisted Molly, wanting answers
The figure turned again and stood still, like a statue in the dark
"Hurricane"
*
"What did she say?" asked Shannon
"Something like 'where's your girlfriend when you need her?' I know it was stupid to get distracted by something like that but I did and Tajiri hit me with those kicks"
The door opened and Victoria came in holding two ice packs. She walked over to Hurricane immediately
"This is for your head, don't argue" she instructed "I was a personal trainer and I know what I'm doing"
Hurricane didn't argue and held one of the ice packs to his sore head. The ice felt good, very good against it. He reached for the other pack but Victoria pulled it out of his reach and shook her head.
"Uh uh, this one's for me"
"Tough match huh?" asked Shannon
"You bet, Trish can pack a punch" said Victoria ruefully, holding the pack to the side of her face
Trish! She had a motive for kidnapping Molly only she couldn't remember anything neither could Chris. It left only one person, Nidia.
"It had to be her," Hurricane said out loud
"Had to be who?" asked Victoria confused
"Nidia said something about Molly when we were wrestling tonight in a tag match, just as Hurricane was about to win for us she yelled something like 'where's your girlfriend when you need her?' it distracted Hurricane and cost us the match" explained Shannon
"I think she's got something to do with Molly's disappearance" Hurricane said, shifting the ice pack
"Wouldn't surprise me, she was trying real hard to listen in on my and Molly's conversation in the canteen" remarked Victoria
"Do you know her?" asked Shannon
"Once known, never forgotten" confirmed Victoria "she got around, that's for sure, you must have known her for the time you spent in our developmental"
"I remember her" replied Shannon with a smile "kept trying to get me to sleep with her"
"That would be the one," said Victoria laughing
Hurricane kept unusually silent, he missed Molly and he wanted to get her back, he needed to. Without another word, he walked out of the room, determined to see if he could find her.
*
The water felt wonderful to her dry clogged throat. Molly tried not to gulp it down, taking some sips to enjoy the taste; unsure when she'd next get some water. The figure had also left her a small sandwich and protein bar, how thoughtful. Molly began eating carefully, breaking everything into small pieces so it would take longer to eat. As she ate, savouring the tastes, she heard hurried footsteps and someone stand in front of the door. Whoever it was, was worried, they kicked back against the door "Stay silent" they hissed
Molly heard someone else approach, she couldn't distinguish either voice. Until she heard one sentence clearly
"I know you've got something to do with it"
It was Hurricane! Her heart leapt at the sound of his voice. Yes, they had got something to do with it, she thought desperately. She wondered how his match had gone and whether he and Shannon had won, if Victoria had won against Trish. She sighed and carried on eating, trying to ignore the voices, it saddened her so much to be this close to Hurricane and unable to speak to him. The voices disappeared and then a short time later, the door opened. The figure grabbed Molly roughly by the head and clapped a hand over her mouth.
"You listen to me good, bitch" it growled "you're not coming out for some time because I want to make your boyfriend's life a living hell and you're my way through for that, so enjoy what you can, you may not be able to enjoy it for much longer"
They let go of Molly suddenly, causing her to fall back against the stone hard. The door shut again and retreating footsteps told her she was all alone again. She breathed out slowly, trying to calm her fraught nerves, this was not good.
Read, enjoy, review! Thanks to the people who do just that as it's what makes writing this story so enjoyable (shout outs - BizGirlCharlie: thanks for saying it was a great match write-up, I like writing them up, Hurricane and Shannon r great best friends aren't they? And Ocy: ur hero has a hero, Hurricane! Lol, hope u like this chapter) Keep reading and writing