Title: Still in the works.
Author: The Undertaker's Minion
Synopsis: A Freak Accident may lead to the loss of a superstar
Author's Notes: This fic actually came to me in a dream. I'm gonna use it
and hope it makes a good story. Oh, and Note I'm going to write this as if
all the script line stuff on Raw and Smackdown wasn't pre-written. Okay,
so yeah enjoy the story and stuff.
Dedications: To whoever helps me write this! BLAH!
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The Crowd was on its feet screaming the usual Chant. "Slut slut slut" Rang in both their ears. Jericho looked at Stephanie. She had said the box she was holding was a gift from her father for being such a huge commodity. He raised an eyebrow and slowly reached for the box. She smiled at him reassuringly. He shook the box and didn't hear anything suspicious.
He slowly opened it, everything happened so fast he couldn't even react. The giant Spider crawled out rapidly up his arm. It stopped just about his hand and seemed to be starring up at him. Jericho looked up at Stephanie who to looked shocked to see what was in the box. He suddenly had a feeling that this wasn't supposed to be happening, that the huge spider wasn't supposed to be in the box. He swallowed again looking down at it. "Steph..get...out...of..the..ring." He whispered tersely.
Slowly Stephanie backed away her eyes wide as she watched Chris. She was scared shitless for him but she knew there was nothing she could do to help him. She stood at the edge of the Ramp watching the blonde as he continued starring at the huge spider. It moved and she could Jericho was trying his hardest not to freak out.
The spider continued watching him or it seemed to be. The Spider was very pissed it didn't like the bright lights it bugged its eyes. It skittered and felt the thing under him jerk. It upset its balance and almost fell. It did the first logical thing it sank its fangs into the flesh of Jericho's arm. The noise that came after that hurt its sensitive ears. Something swatted it and it fell end over end to smack hard against something. And the...
Jericho lifted his boot making a face. He looked down at his arm, which was bleeding now; two small puncture marks decorated his wrist right about the vein. Surprisingly there was little to no pain in the wound. He continued looking at it. Then he looked towards Stephanie who was now standing at the top of the Ramp looking very scared.
Jericho swallowed nervously his vision doubled for a minute then blurred. He saw the blackness closing in on his vision. He looked towards the ropes and slowly painfully climbed out. He reached a foot towards the ground everything swam and went Black..
~~~~ He woke up slowly his arm was on Fire. He could here people talking not far away. He tried to clear his head and understand what was being Said but couldn't.
"The venom." One said.
"Yeah, is pretty," Said the other.
"What do we tell him?" Said the First again.
"I don't know." It choked off. "I don't w-" His hearing seemed to close off and darkness slowly swam into his vision. He closed his eyes letting the pain and burning take him far, far away. He didn't want to think about what was going on in his body. Everything felt weak and like it was on fire. He didn't need to think about it.couldn't think about it.. He sighed softly and drifted away from the Dark silence that was his mind.
TBC~
A/N: Should I let him Live or Die..I can't decide. I'm in a mood to kill someone. It don't have to Be Chris..But that seems the most likely.
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The Crowd was on its feet screaming the usual Chant. "Slut slut slut" Rang in both their ears. Jericho looked at Stephanie. She had said the box she was holding was a gift from her father for being such a huge commodity. He raised an eyebrow and slowly reached for the box. She smiled at him reassuringly. He shook the box and didn't hear anything suspicious.
He slowly opened it, everything happened so fast he couldn't even react. The giant Spider crawled out rapidly up his arm. It stopped just about his hand and seemed to be starring up at him. Jericho looked up at Stephanie who to looked shocked to see what was in the box. He suddenly had a feeling that this wasn't supposed to be happening, that the huge spider wasn't supposed to be in the box. He swallowed again looking down at it. "Steph..get...out...of..the..ring." He whispered tersely.
Slowly Stephanie backed away her eyes wide as she watched Chris. She was scared shitless for him but she knew there was nothing she could do to help him. She stood at the edge of the Ramp watching the blonde as he continued starring at the huge spider. It moved and she could Jericho was trying his hardest not to freak out.
The spider continued watching him or it seemed to be. The Spider was very pissed it didn't like the bright lights it bugged its eyes. It skittered and felt the thing under him jerk. It upset its balance and almost fell. It did the first logical thing it sank its fangs into the flesh of Jericho's arm. The noise that came after that hurt its sensitive ears. Something swatted it and it fell end over end to smack hard against something. And the...
Jericho lifted his boot making a face. He looked down at his arm, which was bleeding now; two small puncture marks decorated his wrist right about the vein. Surprisingly there was little to no pain in the wound. He continued looking at it. Then he looked towards Stephanie who was now standing at the top of the Ramp looking very scared.
Jericho swallowed nervously his vision doubled for a minute then blurred. He saw the blackness closing in on his vision. He looked towards the ropes and slowly painfully climbed out. He reached a foot towards the ground everything swam and went Black..
~~~~ He woke up slowly his arm was on Fire. He could here people talking not far away. He tried to clear his head and understand what was being Said but couldn't.
"The venom." One said.
"Yeah, is pretty," Said the other.
"What do we tell him?" Said the First again.
"I don't know." It choked off. "I don't w-" His hearing seemed to close off and darkness slowly swam into his vision. He closed his eyes letting the pain and burning take him far, far away. He didn't want to think about what was going on in his body. Everything felt weak and like it was on fire. He didn't need to think about it.couldn't think about it.. He sighed softly and drifted away from the Dark silence that was his mind.
TBC~
A/N: Should I let him Live or Die..I can't decide. I'm in a mood to kill someone. It don't have to Be Chris..But that seems the most likely.
