://Twist of Fates
://Co-Written by Darcie and Andrea
://Published 08-24-2002
://Warnings: R for Language, situations involving excessive alcohol abuse, gore, murder.
://Disclaimer: The subject of the following is pure fiction, and those mentioned either belongs to World Wrestling Entertainment and its associates, or myself and the other author of this short story of betrayal, murder and jealousy. Rated R for language and objectionable content.
://Chapter Five: Kota's Driving=Very Bad
Once again, Dakota, AJ, Jeff and Adam all spilled from the rental car. Though this time, Jeff and Adam looking quite pale and seeming about ready to be sick. AJ smirked, as she watched them lean against the car. "Like Kota's driving?" Query was given, in the most innocent voice possible. Dakota smirked, and slapped Adam on the back, hard.
Adam coughed from the force of the hit from Dakota. "What the hell was that for?"
"What was what for?" Dakota asked in an innocent voice, much like AJ's. Adam sighed. "Never mind" Jeff smirked, and shaking his head tripped AJ. He smirked, and raced towards the arena. AJ glared after him, yet hopping up, and grabbing her bag she chased after Jeff. "Get back here you fucking asshole!"
Adam chuckles lightly, draping a friendly arm across Dakota's shoulders. "Ah, aren't those children of ours so cute?" Dakota arched a brow, shoving Adam's arm off of her and growling. "Don't touch me."
AJ finally catching up to Jeff, tackles him to the floor, smacking him across the back of the head. "What the fuck was that for?" Jeff smirks. "For kicking me during the poker game." AJ sighed and rolled her eyes. "Holy shit you're a fucking asshole." Jeff smirked, and finally got AJ off him, standing up slowly. "Hey J, you smell that?" AJ looked around slowly, with a light nod as she sniffed the air lightly. "Yeah smells like.. shit" Jeff nodded lightly, as slowly began to venture down the hall stopping at Dakota and AJ's dressing room. AJ's brows furrowed lightly, though she swung the door open, only to be greeted by a pungent smell, enough to make both of them gag. Jeff reached in and flicked the light on, yet the sight was enough to make him turn away, and AJ to almost wretch all over the floor. Strung up from the roof, was the body of Tazz. Head almost decapitated, maggots crawling over his decomposed body. Stomach was sliced to shreds, intestines having been spilled messily on the floor in a pool of thick, crimson liquid. His heart had been pulled from his body, and placed in a man-made heart constructed of smeared blood on the floor, the words below it saying 'Roses are red, violets are blue, I'd watch your back, 'cause we're after you'
Jeff shook his head, and turned the frozen up AJ around, roughly shoving her back down the hall. AJ shook her head, a hand clasped tightly over her mouth, the continuing muffled words 'oh god' repeated over, and over again. Jeff shook his head, yet patted AJ's shoulder gently. Adam frowned lightly as he looked at the two, very pale faced. "What's going on?"
Jeff shook his head. "We found Tazz." Dakota who had drifted off into her own world again, came back at Jeff's words. "What, where?" Jeff shook his head again. "Your locker room.. get Steph and call the police." Adam's gaze washed over AJ, who still looked like she was going to puke. AJ, unclasped her hand from her mouth and looked at Adam. "Just do it!" She hissed in a venomous tone. Adam nodded and slipped off quickly. "Screw this.." Dakota pushed past Jeff and AJ to walk down the hall and stare into the locker room. The color suddenly drained from her face, and a bewildered look set on her face. "Holy Shit" She muttered, and shakily walked back to where AJ and Jeff were standing.
://Co-Written by Darcie and Andrea
://Published 08-24-2002
://Warnings: R for Language, situations involving excessive alcohol abuse, gore, murder.
://Disclaimer: The subject of the following is pure fiction, and those mentioned either belongs to World Wrestling Entertainment and its associates, or myself and the other author of this short story of betrayal, murder and jealousy. Rated R for language and objectionable content.
://Chapter Five: Kota's Driving=Very Bad
Once again, Dakota, AJ, Jeff and Adam all spilled from the rental car. Though this time, Jeff and Adam looking quite pale and seeming about ready to be sick. AJ smirked, as she watched them lean against the car. "Like Kota's driving?" Query was given, in the most innocent voice possible. Dakota smirked, and slapped Adam on the back, hard.
Adam coughed from the force of the hit from Dakota. "What the hell was that for?"
"What was what for?" Dakota asked in an innocent voice, much like AJ's. Adam sighed. "Never mind" Jeff smirked, and shaking his head tripped AJ. He smirked, and raced towards the arena. AJ glared after him, yet hopping up, and grabbing her bag she chased after Jeff. "Get back here you fucking asshole!"
Adam chuckles lightly, draping a friendly arm across Dakota's shoulders. "Ah, aren't those children of ours so cute?" Dakota arched a brow, shoving Adam's arm off of her and growling. "Don't touch me."
AJ finally catching up to Jeff, tackles him to the floor, smacking him across the back of the head. "What the fuck was that for?" Jeff smirks. "For kicking me during the poker game." AJ sighed and rolled her eyes. "Holy shit you're a fucking asshole." Jeff smirked, and finally got AJ off him, standing up slowly. "Hey J, you smell that?" AJ looked around slowly, with a light nod as she sniffed the air lightly. "Yeah smells like.. shit" Jeff nodded lightly, as slowly began to venture down the hall stopping at Dakota and AJ's dressing room. AJ's brows furrowed lightly, though she swung the door open, only to be greeted by a pungent smell, enough to make both of them gag. Jeff reached in and flicked the light on, yet the sight was enough to make him turn away, and AJ to almost wretch all over the floor. Strung up from the roof, was the body of Tazz. Head almost decapitated, maggots crawling over his decomposed body. Stomach was sliced to shreds, intestines having been spilled messily on the floor in a pool of thick, crimson liquid. His heart had been pulled from his body, and placed in a man-made heart constructed of smeared blood on the floor, the words below it saying 'Roses are red, violets are blue, I'd watch your back, 'cause we're after you'
Jeff shook his head, and turned the frozen up AJ around, roughly shoving her back down the hall. AJ shook her head, a hand clasped tightly over her mouth, the continuing muffled words 'oh god' repeated over, and over again. Jeff shook his head, yet patted AJ's shoulder gently. Adam frowned lightly as he looked at the two, very pale faced. "What's going on?"
Jeff shook his head. "We found Tazz." Dakota who had drifted off into her own world again, came back at Jeff's words. "What, where?" Jeff shook his head again. "Your locker room.. get Steph and call the police." Adam's gaze washed over AJ, who still looked like she was going to puke. AJ, unclasped her hand from her mouth and looked at Adam. "Just do it!" She hissed in a venomous tone. Adam nodded and slipped off quickly. "Screw this.." Dakota pushed past Jeff and AJ to walk down the hall and stare into the locker room. The color suddenly drained from her face, and a bewildered look set on her face. "Holy Shit" She muttered, and shakily walked back to where AJ and Jeff were standing.