://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 Thirteen: Of Knives and Vents
"We crawl.." Dakota said softly, Adam nodded and slowly began to make his way through the dirty, dusty vent, Dakota following him, AJ following Kota and Jeff bringing up the rear. "When we get outta here, I am so gorging myself on chocolate." AJ muttered. Dakota smirked at the comment. "Me too"
Jessica smirked, as she saw a trailing foot turn the corner. She shook her head, butcher knife in one hand. "You're not going to escape me.. ever! I should be the one with Adam and Jeff, not you two sluts." Growling to herself, features twisted into a sadistic smirk, she quickened her pace after the slow foursome. With a high pitched, evil laughter the butcher knife was brought down in the leg of Jeff Hardy, who let out a howl of pain. Kota, AJ and Adam stopped dead in their tracks and turned around. AJ whimpered at seeing Jessica who smirked. "Not so tough are you?" She moved to stab Jeff in the side, yet AJ seized Jessica's wrist.
Jessica snarled at AJ. "Bitch." AJ forced Jessica back, she with some difficulty clambering over Jeff. Dakota shot out an arm, grabbing AJ's good ankle, in attempts to stop her, yet Adam pulled Dakota back and tried to follow, yet was then stopped by Dakota in turn. "No Adam! I'm not risking you getting hurt, this has nothing to do with you.. its me and AJ she wants." Even at words, Adam didn't move. "Well I can't let anything happen to you Dakota." Dakota sighed, yet didn't bother arguing anymore with the blond-haired male. She instead looked at Jeff. "Are you alright?" Jeff gave a light nod. "Yeah, just took me off-guard thats all."
Adam sighed, as he watched the two swearing, rage filled females fight their way back the way they came. He shook his head. "Oh god." Dakota sighed also, watching AJ and Jessica disappear from sight. Jeff got back to his knees and hands and attempted to go after them yet was stopped by Adam and Dakota. "You're not going anywhere, till that leg is bandaged." Dakota growled.
Jeff shook his head, and pulled his shirt off, tying it tightly around the stab wound. Adam gave a nod of approval, then gently pushed Dakota, telling her to lead the way. "We have to keep going, AJ'll be fine. Once we're out we can search for her." Dakota bit her lip, yet didn't say anything only started to crawl. Jeff was forced to follow Dakota, much to his disliking, Adam this time, taking up the rear.
AJ struggled with Jessica, attempting to tear the knife away from her. "Why Jessi?" Jessica swore, and slapped AJ. "Because your a bitch! And I get what I want.. no-one defies me!" AJ growled, yet Jessica suddenly shoved her. AJ grabbed Jessica's arm, and pulled her down with her. With a loud thump, a scream, sickening cracks and splitting wood, both females landing back on the hard floor of the storage room. Jessica lay face down, a pool of blood already seeping from out beneath her. AJ lay in the pile of wooden crates, now splintered, unmoving.
Dakota stopped suddenly, and Adam tried to peer around Jeff. "Kota, Hun, what's wrong?" Dakota shook her head. "Nothing, its another vent." Jeff smirked. "Yes, open it, open it" Dakota pushed, yet to no avail. She shook her head and growled, then threw her whole body against it, 'causing it open and fall to the ground with a clatter and Dakota to fall through the hole, landing with a thud. Adam winced and urged Jeff to hurry up. "Yeah, I'm going Adam." Jeff shook his head, and forced himself out of the vent, landing with a thud next to Dakota, who groaned and shook her head. Adam sighed, and followed after, he to landing on the floor with a loud thump.
The three slowly got to their feet with groans, and looked around. "An office.." Dakota muttered, Jeff limped his way to the door, and opened it. "Where do you think AJ is?" Dakota shrugged, leaned lightly against Adam, who had one hand to his head and the other around Dakota's shoulders. The three slowly made their way down a sterile hall, looking around. "Isn't that the storage room door?" He inquired slowly, nodding in the direction of the large wooden door. Jeff nodded, and their pace quickened, Jeff limping as fast as he could. Dakota raced ahead and slowly opened the door, it taking a moment for eyes to adjust to the darkness once again.
Adam poked his head into, looking around. Jeff stood behind Adam, silent. Dakota clamped her hand to mouth, at spotting AJ and Jessica. "Oh God, please don't be dead AJ." She slowly began to make her way down the stairs, yet Adam stopped her. "Jeff isn't to healthy either, if anyone comes, then it'll be harder for them to take on both of you." Reluctantly Dakota agreed with a nod, and stood beside Jeff, keeping the door held open with her good hand.
Adam slowly ventured down the stairs, over the corpses of Nidia, Gaylord, and the dead Janitor, who's name tag read 'Bob', he catching a glimpse of the dead Noble also. He shook his head, then bent over AJ, and shook her gently.
://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 Thirteen: Of Knives and Vents
"We crawl.." Dakota said softly, Adam nodded and slowly began to make his way through the dirty, dusty vent, Dakota following him, AJ following Kota and Jeff bringing up the rear. "When we get outta here, I am so gorging myself on chocolate." AJ muttered. Dakota smirked at the comment. "Me too"
Jessica smirked, as she saw a trailing foot turn the corner. She shook her head, butcher knife in one hand. "You're not going to escape me.. ever! I should be the one with Adam and Jeff, not you two sluts." Growling to herself, features twisted into a sadistic smirk, she quickened her pace after the slow foursome. With a high pitched, evil laughter the butcher knife was brought down in the leg of Jeff Hardy, who let out a howl of pain. Kota, AJ and Adam stopped dead in their tracks and turned around. AJ whimpered at seeing Jessica who smirked. "Not so tough are you?" She moved to stab Jeff in the side, yet AJ seized Jessica's wrist.
Jessica snarled at AJ. "Bitch." AJ forced Jessica back, she with some difficulty clambering over Jeff. Dakota shot out an arm, grabbing AJ's good ankle, in attempts to stop her, yet Adam pulled Dakota back and tried to follow, yet was then stopped by Dakota in turn. "No Adam! I'm not risking you getting hurt, this has nothing to do with you.. its me and AJ she wants." Even at words, Adam didn't move. "Well I can't let anything happen to you Dakota." Dakota sighed, yet didn't bother arguing anymore with the blond-haired male. She instead looked at Jeff. "Are you alright?" Jeff gave a light nod. "Yeah, just took me off-guard thats all."
Adam sighed, as he watched the two swearing, rage filled females fight their way back the way they came. He shook his head. "Oh god." Dakota sighed also, watching AJ and Jessica disappear from sight. Jeff got back to his knees and hands and attempted to go after them yet was stopped by Adam and Dakota. "You're not going anywhere, till that leg is bandaged." Dakota growled.
Jeff shook his head, and pulled his shirt off, tying it tightly around the stab wound. Adam gave a nod of approval, then gently pushed Dakota, telling her to lead the way. "We have to keep going, AJ'll be fine. Once we're out we can search for her." Dakota bit her lip, yet didn't say anything only started to crawl. Jeff was forced to follow Dakota, much to his disliking, Adam this time, taking up the rear.
AJ struggled with Jessica, attempting to tear the knife away from her. "Why Jessi?" Jessica swore, and slapped AJ. "Because your a bitch! And I get what I want.. no-one defies me!" AJ growled, yet Jessica suddenly shoved her. AJ grabbed Jessica's arm, and pulled her down with her. With a loud thump, a scream, sickening cracks and splitting wood, both females landing back on the hard floor of the storage room. Jessica lay face down, a pool of blood already seeping from out beneath her. AJ lay in the pile of wooden crates, now splintered, unmoving.
Dakota stopped suddenly, and Adam tried to peer around Jeff. "Kota, Hun, what's wrong?" Dakota shook her head. "Nothing, its another vent." Jeff smirked. "Yes, open it, open it" Dakota pushed, yet to no avail. She shook her head and growled, then threw her whole body against it, 'causing it open and fall to the ground with a clatter and Dakota to fall through the hole, landing with a thud. Adam winced and urged Jeff to hurry up. "Yeah, I'm going Adam." Jeff shook his head, and forced himself out of the vent, landing with a thud next to Dakota, who groaned and shook her head. Adam sighed, and followed after, he to landing on the floor with a loud thump.
The three slowly got to their feet with groans, and looked around. "An office.." Dakota muttered, Jeff limped his way to the door, and opened it. "Where do you think AJ is?" Dakota shrugged, leaned lightly against Adam, who had one hand to his head and the other around Dakota's shoulders. The three slowly made their way down a sterile hall, looking around. "Isn't that the storage room door?" He inquired slowly, nodding in the direction of the large wooden door. Jeff nodded, and their pace quickened, Jeff limping as fast as he could. Dakota raced ahead and slowly opened the door, it taking a moment for eyes to adjust to the darkness once again.
Adam poked his head into, looking around. Jeff stood behind Adam, silent. Dakota clamped her hand to mouth, at spotting AJ and Jessica. "Oh God, please don't be dead AJ." She slowly began to make her way down the stairs, yet Adam stopped her. "Jeff isn't to healthy either, if anyone comes, then it'll be harder for them to take on both of you." Reluctantly Dakota agreed with a nod, and stood beside Jeff, keeping the door held open with her good hand.
Adam slowly ventured down the stairs, over the corpses of Nidia, Gaylord, and the dead Janitor, who's name tag read 'Bob', he catching a glimpse of the dead Noble also. He shook his head, then bent over AJ, and shook her gently.