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NOTHING!!!!!!
A/N: .........
When Chris woke up, he was lying on a couch. He wasn't tied up, gagged or anything. Chris couldn't believe the splitting headache he was experiencing at that moment. He slowly sat up and tried clearing his head. He stood up and walked around the room. He headed for the wall with the door first. It appeared like he was in a basement of some sort. He spun around when he heard a loud noise and looked behind him. Lisa started to run towards him. He ran towards her, but a huge, huge piece of glass divided the room into 2 different rooms.
A man walked in behind Lisa. He slowly closed the door while Lisa was trying to break the glass in between her and Chris. Chris was trying to help, but the glass seemed indestructible. The man slowly turned and he walked into the light. He face was revealed and Chris stood there, almost frozen with shock. The man was revealed to be Paul Levesque (I don't know how to spell it!) a.k.a. Triple H. Chris glared at Paul, and Paul smiled.
"What's the matter Chris?" Paul sneered. "Afraid for you sister's safety for her first time with me?" Paul approached the glass. "By the way, right about now, one, if not all of your friends are dead except for one." He said. Chris slammed his fist against the glass, like he was going to punch him. The glass still did not break. A loud snap came from Chris's hand. Lisa flinched when she heard the sound.
"OW! Shit!" He screamed in pain. Chris looked at his hand. He could tell it was broken just by looking at it. Paul continued to speak.
"If we let you and Lisa go, you will have exactly 24 hours to figure who is next on our hit list." Paul then glanced suggestively at Lisa. "By saving your friends, you'll find out who the worm is." Paul then began to step towards Lisa.
"Don't you touch her!" Chris screamed. "Don't you touch her!!" Lisa continued to back up away from Paul, until she felt a wall behind her. Paul put his hands on her shoulders. Chris was kicking and punching at the glass like a madman.
"No!!!!!" he screamed as Paul struck her across the face. Lisa cried out in pain and almost fell to the ground, but Paul held her up. Chris was going out of his mind. Paul continued to hit her until she was almost unconscious.
"You see, Irvine, your sister is smarter than you because she knows that if she fights, it'll only make things worse." Paul said. He then began to slide his hands under her shirt. At this point, you could see through the make-up she had on. Her face was a yellowish-purple color from all of the bruises.
"You son of a bitch! Get your hands off of my sister!" Chris screamed, but to no avail. Paul moved Lisa so that her back was against the glass. He threw he shirt on the floor. Chris pounded and kicked on the glass harder than he had before. Paul started to unhook her bra, but he suddenly stopped. He couldn't move. Chris stopped to look at him. His eyes seemed to be bulging out of their sockets. Chris looked between them to see that Lisa had not only kneed him in the groin, but she was now squeezing the life out of it.
Finally, she released her hold on him and he fell to the ground. Lisa turned to face Chris. He had a partially shocked look on his face. The other was twisted into pain.
"I may have blonde hair, but I'm not dumb." She said simply. Chris smiled. Paul propped himself up on his elbows.
"Chris, either you save your sister now, or I'll kill her." He managed to gasp.
"Chris, look out!!" Lisa screamed. Chris whirled around and ducked, barely missing a swing. Chris launched himself into battle mode and swung around. He looked at his opponent. He took a step back. The man stepped forward into the light. Chris's eyes went wide with shock when he saw his face.
A/N: .........
When Chris woke up, he was lying on a couch. He wasn't tied up, gagged or anything. Chris couldn't believe the splitting headache he was experiencing at that moment. He slowly sat up and tried clearing his head. He stood up and walked around the room. He headed for the wall with the door first. It appeared like he was in a basement of some sort. He spun around when he heard a loud noise and looked behind him. Lisa started to run towards him. He ran towards her, but a huge, huge piece of glass divided the room into 2 different rooms.
A man walked in behind Lisa. He slowly closed the door while Lisa was trying to break the glass in between her and Chris. Chris was trying to help, but the glass seemed indestructible. The man slowly turned and he walked into the light. He face was revealed and Chris stood there, almost frozen with shock. The man was revealed to be Paul Levesque (I don't know how to spell it!) a.k.a. Triple H. Chris glared at Paul, and Paul smiled.
"What's the matter Chris?" Paul sneered. "Afraid for you sister's safety for her first time with me?" Paul approached the glass. "By the way, right about now, one, if not all of your friends are dead except for one." He said. Chris slammed his fist against the glass, like he was going to punch him. The glass still did not break. A loud snap came from Chris's hand. Lisa flinched when she heard the sound.
"OW! Shit!" He screamed in pain. Chris looked at his hand. He could tell it was broken just by looking at it. Paul continued to speak.
"If we let you and Lisa go, you will have exactly 24 hours to figure who is next on our hit list." Paul then glanced suggestively at Lisa. "By saving your friends, you'll find out who the worm is." Paul then began to step towards Lisa.
"Don't you touch her!" Chris screamed. "Don't you touch her!!" Lisa continued to back up away from Paul, until she felt a wall behind her. Paul put his hands on her shoulders. Chris was kicking and punching at the glass like a madman.
"No!!!!!" he screamed as Paul struck her across the face. Lisa cried out in pain and almost fell to the ground, but Paul held her up. Chris was going out of his mind. Paul continued to hit her until she was almost unconscious.
"You see, Irvine, your sister is smarter than you because she knows that if she fights, it'll only make things worse." Paul said. He then began to slide his hands under her shirt. At this point, you could see through the make-up she had on. Her face was a yellowish-purple color from all of the bruises.
"You son of a bitch! Get your hands off of my sister!" Chris screamed, but to no avail. Paul moved Lisa so that her back was against the glass. He threw he shirt on the floor. Chris pounded and kicked on the glass harder than he had before. Paul started to unhook her bra, but he suddenly stopped. He couldn't move. Chris stopped to look at him. His eyes seemed to be bulging out of their sockets. Chris looked between them to see that Lisa had not only kneed him in the groin, but she was now squeezing the life out of it.
Finally, she released her hold on him and he fell to the ground. Lisa turned to face Chris. He had a partially shocked look on his face. The other was twisted into pain.
"I may have blonde hair, but I'm not dumb." She said simply. Chris smiled. Paul propped himself up on his elbows.
"Chris, either you save your sister now, or I'll kill her." He managed to gasp.
"Chris, look out!!" Lisa screamed. Chris whirled around and ducked, barely missing a swing. Chris launched himself into battle mode and swung around. He looked at his opponent. He took a step back. The man stepped forward into the light. Chris's eyes went wide with shock when he saw his face.