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A/N: Thanks to all the cool ppl who have review this story. If you read mine, I promise I'll read yours. (I do that anyways in courtesy but I just now mentioned it...) I would really love for this story to get 30 reviews. That would really make my day. Please help me!!
Chris trusted the Hardys. They were very good friends of his. Chris Benoit, Lance Storm and Kurt Angle were also real good friends of his. Chris was concerned for his sister's well-being, but he was really driving himself crazy evaluating every single one of his friends and every little detail about them. He was going nuts trying to figure out who the 'mole' was. Chris hadn't slept for a total of 5 days. Each time he would start to fall asleep, something would either wake him up, or he would have to go somewhere right at the second his head hit the pillow.
But he would dream tonight...
** Chris's Dream **
"Chris!" Lisa screamed.
"Lisa!" Chris said frantically, he was running down a hallway filled with 30 or so doors.
"Chris, help me!!" Lisa screamed from down at the end of the hallway.
"Hold on, I'm coming!" Chris ran faster. The hallways got longer and longer and it seemed like he could never reach the end of it. Chris kept on running. Suddenly, the hallway ended and Chris was teetering dangerously close to falling off of a cliff. He regained his balance and turned around. There, standing in front of him was Lisa. She had bruises, cuts and scars and it seemed like she was really there with him.
"Lisa?" he asked, uncertainly.
"Chris." She said. Chris smiled and Lisa smiled back. They both embraced. It was perfect. Chris never wanted this moment to end. But, sadly enough, like everything-it did end. And it ended suddenly and horrifyingly. The edge of the cliff that they were standing on suddenly crumbled beneath them. Chris managed to catch hold of the edge of the cliff and Lisa.
"Hold on Lisa!" Chris screamed. He was in a real fix now. One hand was holding on to the cliff and the other hand was gripping Lisa's hand. The hand holding Lisa was slowly failing it's task.
"Chris, I'm sorry." Lisa said
"No! It isn't your fault! Don't you dare give up on me!" He yelled at her.
"Chris, I know that you'll find me. You don't have to examine your friends any longer, just use common sense!" She yelled back at him. Chris lifted her up until they were face to face.
"I'm not letting you go, Lisa. I will find you. That is a promise. I'm going to put you up on the ledge. Work with me now, Lisa. Ready, One....Two...Three!" he grunted as he pulled Lisa closer and closer to the edge. Thunder started to sound in the distance. Rain then started to pour down on him. This made his task much more difficult. He screamed. He gave a final boost of strength and threw her up to the ledge. She grabbed hold and pulled herself up. Chris was just about ready to put his free hand on the ledge now when Lisa came flying down again. Chris managed to grab her again. He looked down at her, anger evident in his eyes.
Once he saw the fear in her eyes, he turned to look at the figure standing over him. The man pulled a gun. Although, Chris tried to move to cover Lisa, he failed. The bullet caught her in the head. Her hand lost all grip on his. Chris struggled with himself to keep a hold of both things. The man then slowly started to lower his foot down on Chris's hand. Chris lost his focus of concentration on holding on to Lisa and she slipped form his grasp.
"Lisa!!!!!!" He screamed in horror. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!" He turned his attention to the man hovering over him. The man slammed his foot down on Chris's hand and Chris fell. He screamed until he hit the bottom. Then he woke up. Chris opened his eyes quickly. He saw Chris Benoit, Lance Storm, Kurt Angle, And the Hardy Boys were there staring at him. Chris sat him self upright, then he did something that no one could fathom he ever would. He cried.......
A/N: Thanks to all the cool ppl who have review this story. If you read mine, I promise I'll read yours. (I do that anyways in courtesy but I just now mentioned it...) I would really love for this story to get 30 reviews. That would really make my day. Please help me!!
Chris trusted the Hardys. They were very good friends of his. Chris Benoit, Lance Storm and Kurt Angle were also real good friends of his. Chris was concerned for his sister's well-being, but he was really driving himself crazy evaluating every single one of his friends and every little detail about them. He was going nuts trying to figure out who the 'mole' was. Chris hadn't slept for a total of 5 days. Each time he would start to fall asleep, something would either wake him up, or he would have to go somewhere right at the second his head hit the pillow.
But he would dream tonight...
** Chris's Dream **
"Chris!" Lisa screamed.
"Lisa!" Chris said frantically, he was running down a hallway filled with 30 or so doors.
"Chris, help me!!" Lisa screamed from down at the end of the hallway.
"Hold on, I'm coming!" Chris ran faster. The hallways got longer and longer and it seemed like he could never reach the end of it. Chris kept on running. Suddenly, the hallway ended and Chris was teetering dangerously close to falling off of a cliff. He regained his balance and turned around. There, standing in front of him was Lisa. She had bruises, cuts and scars and it seemed like she was really there with him.
"Lisa?" he asked, uncertainly.
"Chris." She said. Chris smiled and Lisa smiled back. They both embraced. It was perfect. Chris never wanted this moment to end. But, sadly enough, like everything-it did end. And it ended suddenly and horrifyingly. The edge of the cliff that they were standing on suddenly crumbled beneath them. Chris managed to catch hold of the edge of the cliff and Lisa.
"Hold on Lisa!" Chris screamed. He was in a real fix now. One hand was holding on to the cliff and the other hand was gripping Lisa's hand. The hand holding Lisa was slowly failing it's task.
"Chris, I'm sorry." Lisa said
"No! It isn't your fault! Don't you dare give up on me!" He yelled at her.
"Chris, I know that you'll find me. You don't have to examine your friends any longer, just use common sense!" She yelled back at him. Chris lifted her up until they were face to face.
"I'm not letting you go, Lisa. I will find you. That is a promise. I'm going to put you up on the ledge. Work with me now, Lisa. Ready, One....Two...Three!" he grunted as he pulled Lisa closer and closer to the edge. Thunder started to sound in the distance. Rain then started to pour down on him. This made his task much more difficult. He screamed. He gave a final boost of strength and threw her up to the ledge. She grabbed hold and pulled herself up. Chris was just about ready to put his free hand on the ledge now when Lisa came flying down again. Chris managed to grab her again. He looked down at her, anger evident in his eyes.
Once he saw the fear in her eyes, he turned to look at the figure standing over him. The man pulled a gun. Although, Chris tried to move to cover Lisa, he failed. The bullet caught her in the head. Her hand lost all grip on his. Chris struggled with himself to keep a hold of both things. The man then slowly started to lower his foot down on Chris's hand. Chris lost his focus of concentration on holding on to Lisa and she slipped form his grasp.
"Lisa!!!!!!" He screamed in horror. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!" He turned his attention to the man hovering over him. The man slammed his foot down on Chris's hand and Chris fell. He screamed until he hit the bottom. Then he woke up. Chris opened his eyes quickly. He saw Chris Benoit, Lance Storm, Kurt Angle, And the Hardy Boys were there staring at him. Chris sat him self upright, then he did something that no one could fathom he ever would. He cried.......