"Why would a former camera guy wanna kidnap Chris?" Edge wondered
aloud.
"To hold him ransom?" Stephanie wondered.
"Nah, no offense, but they'd choose somebody worth more." Jeff replied.
"I'd better go tell Vince." Dan got up from sitting down.
"No, don't." Steph stopped him and everyone looked at her as if to say 'why' so she explained. "If you tell daddy, he'll either get carried away and will do something drastic, or he'll get mad that we're wasting his time on something that's no longer his property."
"Oh yea, I forgot Vince fired the poor kid." Lance sighed.
"Hey guys, what's going on?" A voice asked. Everyone turned to see Edge's younger brother Christian. He was in the other room with a bunch of the other superstars.
"Well, I dunno how to say this, but, Chris has been abducted." Edge replied.
"No way." Christian's eyes widened. "You mean aliens are probing him?"
"Really?" Rikishi's ears perked up.
"No." Jeff growled, slapping the big Samoan upside the head.
"Ow, I'm hungry." Rikishi sighed quietly.
"Again?" Jeff rolled his eyes and walked away.
"No Christian! Somebody kidnaped him." Edge cleared up what he was saying.
"Oh no, that's even worse. But who, and why?" Christian asked.
"That's what we're trying to figure out right now." Lance Storm growled.
Meanwhile...
"Carlos, what do you want with me?" Chris stammered, tied to a chair.
"It's quiet simple really, revenge." Carlos said evilly, coming up close to Chris's face.
"Uh, I'd hate to burst your bubble, but, pop." Chris made a pop sound effect.
"What? What do you mean?" Carlos growled angrily.
"Vince fired me. You can't use me to get through to him." Chris smirked.
"Oh Chris, simple, gullible Chris." Carlos turned and began to chuckle.
"What's so funny, why are you laughing?" Chris grew angry now.
"I don't want to get even with Vince, oh no. I want to get even with you." Carlos sneered.
"With me?" Chris was very confused now. "But why?"
"Maybe all of your fame and glory has clouded your brain, so let me refresh your memory." Carlos turned his back to Chris as he spoke.
"Oh great, here comes another flashback." Chris groaned to himself.
"Silence!" Carlos cried and began the flashback. "Do you remember how we met? Yes, that's right, I was just a camera guy back then, The World didn't even exist. You and Vince were bringing your Fozzy skit to life. You, Chris, were going to Atlanta, GA to meet your favorite front man Mongoose McQueen and his band Fozzy. But you needed to bring a camera man with you. That ended up to be me. I hated that, do you know why? My wife, we'd been married for three years and we were having our first child. The day we left she tried to call me to tell me that she had just been taken to the hospital, the baby was coming. The next day, I missed the witness of the birth of my first baby, my own child!"
"Uh, I'm sorry." Chris said, not knowing really what to say.
"Oh be quiet, you don't even have kids, you're not sorry!" Carlos slapped him hard.
"True, and I never really want to." Chris had one eye shut from the pain of the slap.
"Shut up, I'm not done yet." Carlos went on. "I was still a camera man when our paths crossed again. You were going to New York to play in your first All-Star Super-Skate and they wanted a camera man to record it to show on Raw is War. That camera man was me. I went, not knowing that while I was gone, my only sibling, my little sister was getting married. I missed that Chris, I missed that too because of you!"
"I'm sorry." Chris hesitated to say, expecting another slap.
"I said shut up!" This time Carlos decked Chris in the jaw.
"Ah!" Chris was really hurting now. "Ow, that hurt."
"Good, now you know some of my pain. I'm hurting more than that, a thousand times more! You're married Chris, you're lucky." Carlos waved his hand.
"So are you." Chris pointed out.
"That's not the point! Besides, I still have more to go." Carlos went on. "I lost my job as a camera guy when I went to go see my nephew in the hospital while he was recovering from appendicitis. I was needed for an emergency shoot but when Vince didn't find me he decided I wasn't reliable enough so he moved me to The World. There, the manager gave me a job as a waiter. After a while I moved up to working at the register. I couldn't take it, so I quit."
"How did I do anything to get you there?" Chris asked, confused.
"That's beyond the point, you're not reading the big picture." Carlos replied. "It's because of you that all of this happened. If you just staid in WCW...."
"Hey man, that place was hell!" Chris yelled angrily, his whole body tensing.
"If you staid in WCW, there'd be no Fozzy, no Super-Skate, no Chris Jericho! You wouldn't even have a job with the demise of the company." Carlos hissed sadistically.
"Man, you're really freakin me out." Chris's voice cracked in nervousness.
"I am, good." Carlos had a sick, twisted look in his eyes.
"Ok I'm sorry bro, just let me go!" Chris struggled to free himself, actually scared now.
"Oh no Chris, I have barely begun." Carlos laughed and walked over to Chris, cowering over the man who was tied to a chair.
Elsewhere...
"Guys, where would Carlos go?" Triple H pondered.
"Well, New York is like the worlds biggest city." Shawn Michaels pointed out.
"So he could be anywhere." Stephanie sat down next to Jeff Hardy.
"We're doomed I tell you, doooooooomed!" Rikishi howled.
"Phat Man, shut up." Jeff had too big of a headache to deal with him now.
"But I'm hungry, and Chris is gone, and I'm sad." Rikishi wailed.
"Kish, please!" Jeff stood up, his dominance causing Rikishi to sit down quietly.
"Calm down Jeff, we're all upset." Lance Storm said, standing behind the couch.
"Yea, I mean, what can we do?" Edge asked, very worried.
"Hey, I have an idea." Christian ran off.
"Should we follow him?" Benoit asked Edge.
"Nah, it'd just encourage him." Edge shook his head. A few hours later, Christian ran back into the room, the gang had hardly moved or stopped thinking about how to save Chris.
"I'm back!" Christian said eagerly and a few heads turned. "I have some more clues."
"Oh boy, Sherlock Homes!" Rikishi stood up but tensed, he looked down and saw Jeff looking up at him. Rikishi understood the look and sat down and was quiet again. Jeff nodded.
"What is it bro?" Edge went over to his brother.
"I asked around if people had seen Chris and Carlos and I've got some more evidence." Christian replied and everyone turned this time, perked up. "A couple was entering the building when they saw Carlos running out. They said a blond haired man who looked pretty high was being pulled after him. They ran down the road and turned into the building behind The World."
"The old abandoned factory." Lance slapped a fist in his hand. "Of course."
"Oh boy, we've found him!" Rikishi stood up happily.
"He was obviously under the influence of the drugs Carlos gave him." Jeff replied.
"What are we waiting for guys, lets go!" Edge cheered. Everyone let out a battle cry of joy and began to go out the door when....
"Where do you think you're going?" It was Vince McMahon.
"Daddy, we found out where Carlos is, he kidnaped Chris." Stephanie said quickly.
"Oh, I know that." Vince nodded, still blocking the door.
"Then if you do, move so let us go get him." Benoit said, stepping in front of Steph.
"Why?" Vince wore a secret smile, everyone hesitated.
"Why do you think? Don't you want us to save him?" Lance asked.
"No." Vince smirked proudly and everyone gasped in shock. Vince just smiled and closed the door, locking it. "Now the real game begins." He laughed to himself, his laugh grew louder and stronger as he walked down the hall, gripping the only key to the room in his hand.
"To hold him ransom?" Stephanie wondered.
"Nah, no offense, but they'd choose somebody worth more." Jeff replied.
"I'd better go tell Vince." Dan got up from sitting down.
"No, don't." Steph stopped him and everyone looked at her as if to say 'why' so she explained. "If you tell daddy, he'll either get carried away and will do something drastic, or he'll get mad that we're wasting his time on something that's no longer his property."
"Oh yea, I forgot Vince fired the poor kid." Lance sighed.
"Hey guys, what's going on?" A voice asked. Everyone turned to see Edge's younger brother Christian. He was in the other room with a bunch of the other superstars.
"Well, I dunno how to say this, but, Chris has been abducted." Edge replied.
"No way." Christian's eyes widened. "You mean aliens are probing him?"
"Really?" Rikishi's ears perked up.
"No." Jeff growled, slapping the big Samoan upside the head.
"Ow, I'm hungry." Rikishi sighed quietly.
"Again?" Jeff rolled his eyes and walked away.
"No Christian! Somebody kidnaped him." Edge cleared up what he was saying.
"Oh no, that's even worse. But who, and why?" Christian asked.
"That's what we're trying to figure out right now." Lance Storm growled.
Meanwhile...
"Carlos, what do you want with me?" Chris stammered, tied to a chair.
"It's quiet simple really, revenge." Carlos said evilly, coming up close to Chris's face.
"Uh, I'd hate to burst your bubble, but, pop." Chris made a pop sound effect.
"What? What do you mean?" Carlos growled angrily.
"Vince fired me. You can't use me to get through to him." Chris smirked.
"Oh Chris, simple, gullible Chris." Carlos turned and began to chuckle.
"What's so funny, why are you laughing?" Chris grew angry now.
"I don't want to get even with Vince, oh no. I want to get even with you." Carlos sneered.
"With me?" Chris was very confused now. "But why?"
"Maybe all of your fame and glory has clouded your brain, so let me refresh your memory." Carlos turned his back to Chris as he spoke.
"Oh great, here comes another flashback." Chris groaned to himself.
"Silence!" Carlos cried and began the flashback. "Do you remember how we met? Yes, that's right, I was just a camera guy back then, The World didn't even exist. You and Vince were bringing your Fozzy skit to life. You, Chris, were going to Atlanta, GA to meet your favorite front man Mongoose McQueen and his band Fozzy. But you needed to bring a camera man with you. That ended up to be me. I hated that, do you know why? My wife, we'd been married for three years and we were having our first child. The day we left she tried to call me to tell me that she had just been taken to the hospital, the baby was coming. The next day, I missed the witness of the birth of my first baby, my own child!"
"Uh, I'm sorry." Chris said, not knowing really what to say.
"Oh be quiet, you don't even have kids, you're not sorry!" Carlos slapped him hard.
"True, and I never really want to." Chris had one eye shut from the pain of the slap.
"Shut up, I'm not done yet." Carlos went on. "I was still a camera man when our paths crossed again. You were going to New York to play in your first All-Star Super-Skate and they wanted a camera man to record it to show on Raw is War. That camera man was me. I went, not knowing that while I was gone, my only sibling, my little sister was getting married. I missed that Chris, I missed that too because of you!"
"I'm sorry." Chris hesitated to say, expecting another slap.
"I said shut up!" This time Carlos decked Chris in the jaw.
"Ah!" Chris was really hurting now. "Ow, that hurt."
"Good, now you know some of my pain. I'm hurting more than that, a thousand times more! You're married Chris, you're lucky." Carlos waved his hand.
"So are you." Chris pointed out.
"That's not the point! Besides, I still have more to go." Carlos went on. "I lost my job as a camera guy when I went to go see my nephew in the hospital while he was recovering from appendicitis. I was needed for an emergency shoot but when Vince didn't find me he decided I wasn't reliable enough so he moved me to The World. There, the manager gave me a job as a waiter. After a while I moved up to working at the register. I couldn't take it, so I quit."
"How did I do anything to get you there?" Chris asked, confused.
"That's beyond the point, you're not reading the big picture." Carlos replied. "It's because of you that all of this happened. If you just staid in WCW...."
"Hey man, that place was hell!" Chris yelled angrily, his whole body tensing.
"If you staid in WCW, there'd be no Fozzy, no Super-Skate, no Chris Jericho! You wouldn't even have a job with the demise of the company." Carlos hissed sadistically.
"Man, you're really freakin me out." Chris's voice cracked in nervousness.
"I am, good." Carlos had a sick, twisted look in his eyes.
"Ok I'm sorry bro, just let me go!" Chris struggled to free himself, actually scared now.
"Oh no Chris, I have barely begun." Carlos laughed and walked over to Chris, cowering over the man who was tied to a chair.
Elsewhere...
"Guys, where would Carlos go?" Triple H pondered.
"Well, New York is like the worlds biggest city." Shawn Michaels pointed out.
"So he could be anywhere." Stephanie sat down next to Jeff Hardy.
"We're doomed I tell you, doooooooomed!" Rikishi howled.
"Phat Man, shut up." Jeff had too big of a headache to deal with him now.
"But I'm hungry, and Chris is gone, and I'm sad." Rikishi wailed.
"Kish, please!" Jeff stood up, his dominance causing Rikishi to sit down quietly.
"Calm down Jeff, we're all upset." Lance Storm said, standing behind the couch.
"Yea, I mean, what can we do?" Edge asked, very worried.
"Hey, I have an idea." Christian ran off.
"Should we follow him?" Benoit asked Edge.
"Nah, it'd just encourage him." Edge shook his head. A few hours later, Christian ran back into the room, the gang had hardly moved or stopped thinking about how to save Chris.
"I'm back!" Christian said eagerly and a few heads turned. "I have some more clues."
"Oh boy, Sherlock Homes!" Rikishi stood up but tensed, he looked down and saw Jeff looking up at him. Rikishi understood the look and sat down and was quiet again. Jeff nodded.
"What is it bro?" Edge went over to his brother.
"I asked around if people had seen Chris and Carlos and I've got some more evidence." Christian replied and everyone turned this time, perked up. "A couple was entering the building when they saw Carlos running out. They said a blond haired man who looked pretty high was being pulled after him. They ran down the road and turned into the building behind The World."
"The old abandoned factory." Lance slapped a fist in his hand. "Of course."
"Oh boy, we've found him!" Rikishi stood up happily.
"He was obviously under the influence of the drugs Carlos gave him." Jeff replied.
"What are we waiting for guys, lets go!" Edge cheered. Everyone let out a battle cry of joy and began to go out the door when....
"Where do you think you're going?" It was Vince McMahon.
"Daddy, we found out where Carlos is, he kidnaped Chris." Stephanie said quickly.
"Oh, I know that." Vince nodded, still blocking the door.
"Then if you do, move so let us go get him." Benoit said, stepping in front of Steph.
"Why?" Vince wore a secret smile, everyone hesitated.
"Why do you think? Don't you want us to save him?" Lance asked.
"No." Vince smirked proudly and everyone gasped in shock. Vince just smiled and closed the door, locking it. "Now the real game begins." He laughed to himself, his laugh grew louder and stronger as he walked down the hall, gripping the only key to the room in his hand.