://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 Nine: 'The WWE is supposed to be a family. And family watches out for one another'
Jeff slowly paced Adam's room; it had been hours since the show. "Jeff calm down, maybe they just can't find a phone or something." Adam said, in not the most convincing voice. Jeff shook his head, and continued to pace. "Something's gotta be wrong Adam." The blonde haired male gave a small nod, not wanting to agree with Jeff. "Well Hardy, I guess were just gonna have to go to the store." Jeff looked at Adam brows furrowed. "What? Why?" Adam sighed, and shook his head. Yet dragged Jeff from the room.
AJ slowly rose, using the wall for support. Limping fiercely to the base of the stairs, she fell to her knees and clambered her way up them, on all fours. Taking a deep breath, she stood up once again with much cursing and tried the door. "Stupid." AJ growled, and tried continuously pounding on the door and trying the nod. "A, give it up." Dakota said with a sigh, yet the dark, blue and orange streak haired fem' didn't listen. "Stupid son of a bitch open!" At her words, the door swung open, catching an already unsteady AJ in the side of the head, causing her to topple down the stairs and land with a sickening thud on the concrete.
Jessica's cold laughter echoed throughout the room, then she glared at Dakota. "You better stay quiet bitch." Dakota gave one of her ice chilling glares back to Jessica, yet at that moment the arms of Anthony slid slowly around Jessica's waist, she giggling as he started kissing her neck. Dakota looked away in disgust, as Jessica slammed the door leaving the two girls in darkness once again.
Dakota slowly crawled over to AJ, and poked her in the side. "AJ.. you stupid git, get up." AJ made no other movements or sounds aside from breathing. A large gash was now on the side of her head, from where the door had caught her, and crimson flowed from her lip, of which she had split on the stairs while tumbling. "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!" Dakota cried. She looked around the dank room with a sigh, and found a small metal pipe, :its going to have to do: Dakota thought. Settling herself at the base of the stairs, pipe in hand, grey blue depths glared at the door, occasionally attention drifting to AJ.
Jeff shook his head, as Adam sped down the freeway. "Vince is gonna flip if he finds out Adam. You know he doesn't want anymore of his talents to go missing." Adam sighed. "Yeah well, the WWE is supposed to be a family." Jeff gave a light sigh also. "And family watches out for one another, yeah, yeah." Adam gave a nod, and sped the rental up.
- H o u r s . L a t e r -
Dakota had fallen asleep, while sitting on the bottom stair, hand lay limp and the pipe having long rolled away, though with a start she awoke to the gentle jabbing of AJ. "Kota wake up, wake up!" She pleaded. Dakota groaned, it once again taking a moment for everything that had happened to flood back to her. She sighed heavily as her eyes opened, to the worried hazel gaze of AJ. "I'm awake, I'm awake." AJ released a heavy sigh and gave a nod. "Good."
The door once again swung open, and Nidia stood at the top. "Keep quiet, your little friends are here looking for you. Make a noise, and your dead." Dakota had jumped lightly as the door opened, and now she crawled backwards, towards the pipe. Jessica suddenly appeared, venomous smirk settled on features. She raised a huge butcher knife above her head, and sank it into the back of Nidia, who let out a scream. Jessica stabbed her repeatedly, and insured she was dead, pushed her down the stairs. AJ shook her head, and dragged herself out of the way, silent tears streaming down her face. Dakota herself was trying to hold back tears, as she shook her head at Jessica. "You stupid, fucking bitch." Jessica glared. "Watch who you speak to, you little whore." Dakota and AJ fingered Jessica at the same time, who slammed the door closed, causing a few of the things in the dank room, to fall off the wall.
Adam and Jeff hurriedly scowered WWE New York, frantically searching for Dakota and AJ. Jeff suddenly threw an arm out, blocking Adam's way. "Isn't that.. Anthony from Tough Enough?" Adam gave a small nod. "Uhm, yeah." Both males, slowly sauntered over to Gaylord. "Hey Anthony. What are you doing here?" Adam inquired. Anthony jumped slightly at the appearance of Jeff and Adam. "Uh hey Edge.. Adam. Uh, j-just here to watch WWE, you know?" Jeff nodded. "Oh really? Well have fun." Edge gave Jeff a sidelong glance, yet walked away with him. "Wait." Muttered Jeff, they both now in a crowd of people. Sure enough, a few moments after Adam and Jeff had walked away, Noble and Jessica raced over to Anthony. Jessica gave a sexy, inviting smile and slowly walked away with a grinning Anthony Gaylord, Jamie Noble trailing. "What's Noble doing here?" Jeff shrugged at Adam's question. "I dunno, think we should follow." Adam gave a firm nod. "Yeah."
Dakota heaved a heavy sigh as she looked at pale-faced AJ then the dead Nidia. "Why?" AJ shrugged. "Maybe they just needed her one or two things. I mean D-Von, Tazz and Rico were all males.. right?" Dakota gave a nod. "Well two of them were, Rico was uh.." Dakota cracked a small smile at remember the whip behind Chuck's back. "Gay" AJ finished Dakota's sentence, with her own small smile. Dakota sighed heavily, holding the pipe tightly in her hand. "This is shit. But.. who would be looking for us?" Dakota's gaze suddenly widened. "Weren't we supposed to call Adam and Jeff hours and hours ago?" AJ gave a small nod. "Yeah, so? Oh no." Dakota closed her eyes for a moment. "Stupid fucking asses." AJ sighed and shook her aching head, which caused her to wince. "God.. they better not kill themselves." Dakota gave smug smirk. "Why 'cause you wanna see 'em in their boxers?" AJ gave a light laugh, despite the situation. "Hey, that was a glorious time. I mean, two hotties in boxers.. what the hell am I supposed to say? Nothing?" Dakota shrugged. "Anything but cheesy pick-up lines AJ"
Jessica pulled Anthony into a darkened corner, they soon roughly kissing each other. Noble pulled a rope from his pocket and slid it around Anthony's throat, soon pulling it hard, Anthony struggled yet soon fell limp. Jamie smirked at his strangling job, then dragged Gaylord to the storage room. Jessica smirked, and nodded. "Yeah, throw him down with Nidia and my so called 'friends'." With nothing more to say, Jessica sauntered casually away. Jeff and Adam sighed, gaze directed on the door Noble had just opened.
://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 Nine: 'The WWE is supposed to be a family. And family watches out for one another'
Jeff slowly paced Adam's room; it had been hours since the show. "Jeff calm down, maybe they just can't find a phone or something." Adam said, in not the most convincing voice. Jeff shook his head, and continued to pace. "Something's gotta be wrong Adam." The blonde haired male gave a small nod, not wanting to agree with Jeff. "Well Hardy, I guess were just gonna have to go to the store." Jeff looked at Adam brows furrowed. "What? Why?" Adam sighed, and shook his head. Yet dragged Jeff from the room.
AJ slowly rose, using the wall for support. Limping fiercely to the base of the stairs, she fell to her knees and clambered her way up them, on all fours. Taking a deep breath, she stood up once again with much cursing and tried the door. "Stupid." AJ growled, and tried continuously pounding on the door and trying the nod. "A, give it up." Dakota said with a sigh, yet the dark, blue and orange streak haired fem' didn't listen. "Stupid son of a bitch open!" At her words, the door swung open, catching an already unsteady AJ in the side of the head, causing her to topple down the stairs and land with a sickening thud on the concrete.
Jessica's cold laughter echoed throughout the room, then she glared at Dakota. "You better stay quiet bitch." Dakota gave one of her ice chilling glares back to Jessica, yet at that moment the arms of Anthony slid slowly around Jessica's waist, she giggling as he started kissing her neck. Dakota looked away in disgust, as Jessica slammed the door leaving the two girls in darkness once again.
Dakota slowly crawled over to AJ, and poked her in the side. "AJ.. you stupid git, get up." AJ made no other movements or sounds aside from breathing. A large gash was now on the side of her head, from where the door had caught her, and crimson flowed from her lip, of which she had split on the stairs while tumbling. "Fuck, Fuck, Fuck!" Dakota cried. She looked around the dank room with a sigh, and found a small metal pipe, :its going to have to do: Dakota thought. Settling herself at the base of the stairs, pipe in hand, grey blue depths glared at the door, occasionally attention drifting to AJ.
Jeff shook his head, as Adam sped down the freeway. "Vince is gonna flip if he finds out Adam. You know he doesn't want anymore of his talents to go missing." Adam sighed. "Yeah well, the WWE is supposed to be a family." Jeff gave a light sigh also. "And family watches out for one another, yeah, yeah." Adam gave a nod, and sped the rental up.
- H o u r s . L a t e r -
Dakota had fallen asleep, while sitting on the bottom stair, hand lay limp and the pipe having long rolled away, though with a start she awoke to the gentle jabbing of AJ. "Kota wake up, wake up!" She pleaded. Dakota groaned, it once again taking a moment for everything that had happened to flood back to her. She sighed heavily as her eyes opened, to the worried hazel gaze of AJ. "I'm awake, I'm awake." AJ released a heavy sigh and gave a nod. "Good."
The door once again swung open, and Nidia stood at the top. "Keep quiet, your little friends are here looking for you. Make a noise, and your dead." Dakota had jumped lightly as the door opened, and now she crawled backwards, towards the pipe. Jessica suddenly appeared, venomous smirk settled on features. She raised a huge butcher knife above her head, and sank it into the back of Nidia, who let out a scream. Jessica stabbed her repeatedly, and insured she was dead, pushed her down the stairs. AJ shook her head, and dragged herself out of the way, silent tears streaming down her face. Dakota herself was trying to hold back tears, as she shook her head at Jessica. "You stupid, fucking bitch." Jessica glared. "Watch who you speak to, you little whore." Dakota and AJ fingered Jessica at the same time, who slammed the door closed, causing a few of the things in the dank room, to fall off the wall.
Adam and Jeff hurriedly scowered WWE New York, frantically searching for Dakota and AJ. Jeff suddenly threw an arm out, blocking Adam's way. "Isn't that.. Anthony from Tough Enough?" Adam gave a small nod. "Uhm, yeah." Both males, slowly sauntered over to Gaylord. "Hey Anthony. What are you doing here?" Adam inquired. Anthony jumped slightly at the appearance of Jeff and Adam. "Uh hey Edge.. Adam. Uh, j-just here to watch WWE, you know?" Jeff nodded. "Oh really? Well have fun." Edge gave Jeff a sidelong glance, yet walked away with him. "Wait." Muttered Jeff, they both now in a crowd of people. Sure enough, a few moments after Adam and Jeff had walked away, Noble and Jessica raced over to Anthony. Jessica gave a sexy, inviting smile and slowly walked away with a grinning Anthony Gaylord, Jamie Noble trailing. "What's Noble doing here?" Jeff shrugged at Adam's question. "I dunno, think we should follow." Adam gave a firm nod. "Yeah."
Dakota heaved a heavy sigh as she looked at pale-faced AJ then the dead Nidia. "Why?" AJ shrugged. "Maybe they just needed her one or two things. I mean D-Von, Tazz and Rico were all males.. right?" Dakota gave a nod. "Well two of them were, Rico was uh.." Dakota cracked a small smile at remember the whip behind Chuck's back. "Gay" AJ finished Dakota's sentence, with her own small smile. Dakota sighed heavily, holding the pipe tightly in her hand. "This is shit. But.. who would be looking for us?" Dakota's gaze suddenly widened. "Weren't we supposed to call Adam and Jeff hours and hours ago?" AJ gave a small nod. "Yeah, so? Oh no." Dakota closed her eyes for a moment. "Stupid fucking asses." AJ sighed and shook her aching head, which caused her to wince. "God.. they better not kill themselves." Dakota gave smug smirk. "Why 'cause you wanna see 'em in their boxers?" AJ gave a light laugh, despite the situation. "Hey, that was a glorious time. I mean, two hotties in boxers.. what the hell am I supposed to say? Nothing?" Dakota shrugged. "Anything but cheesy pick-up lines AJ"
Jessica pulled Anthony into a darkened corner, they soon roughly kissing each other. Noble pulled a rope from his pocket and slid it around Anthony's throat, soon pulling it hard, Anthony struggled yet soon fell limp. Jamie smirked at his strangling job, then dragged Gaylord to the storage room. Jessica smirked, and nodded. "Yeah, throw him down with Nidia and my so called 'friends'." With nothing more to say, Jessica sauntered casually away. Jeff and Adam sighed, gaze directed on the door Noble had just opened.