://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 Eighteen: The End of Paterson and Watts; Hello Theme Park
"Yes, can we help you?" Adam asked, the only one able to speak without bursting out in a fit of laughter. Watts looked over at Paterson, who shook his head. "Then.. Why'd you come in here?" Watts shrugged, and they both stood up. The moment the door closed, all four burst out laughing, unable to contain themselves any longer.
"Oh my god, what the hell?" Dakota said through her laughter, Adam having buried his head beneath a pillow, AJ in a similar position. Jeff had rolled off the bed, and was just standing up when a blood-chilling scream filled the air, cut off mid scream by gunfire. Adam jumped up, Dakota behind him, AJ and Jeff limping along after.
Adam raced into the hall, and saw Paterson sprawled on the floor, a gun lay by his hand and blood poured from a wound somewhere in his chest. Watts lay farther down the hall, in much the same position, yet slumped against the wall. He was firing his pistol down the back staircase. Adam drew Dakota close, turning her head from the bloody scene. AJ gasped and fell back into their room; Jeff sank to the floor and took her hand, squeezing it lightly.
- Four . days . later -
"I can't believe you're dragging us here!" Adam whined, yet allowed Dakota to drag him towards the massive roller in a large theme park. Dakota just pulled at his wrist and continued towards the cars. AJ followed, hobbling along on her crutches, Jeff simply limped. "Its your fault for letting her have coffee!" Jeff said to Adam, who shook his head. "But I didn't mean to let her drive!" Jeff shook his head and smiled as Dakota turned around, an expression of great hurt on her face. Adam sighed and kissed her lightly, stroking her indigo streaked hair gently.
"Get a room!" AJ laughed, and then squeaked as Dakota poked her. AJ swung a crutch at the other female, who ducked and stuck her tongue out. "Just you wait Kota! I'll get you, and your dog too!" Jeff laughed at the crazed expression in AJ's eyes, and the smug look in Dakota's.
"By dog you are referring to yourself or Adam?" Dakota asked, avoiding the smack aimed at her by both. "Adam, don't hit girls." Jeff said, laughing because he stood well out of dodge. Adam pouted, then contently settled for poking Dakota once they had been strapped into the roller coaster. AJ started poking Jeff, who in turn let out a squeak that made both Adam and Dakota turn in their seats, laughing.
://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 Eighteen: The End of Paterson and Watts; Hello Theme Park
"Yes, can we help you?" Adam asked, the only one able to speak without bursting out in a fit of laughter. Watts looked over at Paterson, who shook his head. "Then.. Why'd you come in here?" Watts shrugged, and they both stood up. The moment the door closed, all four burst out laughing, unable to contain themselves any longer.
"Oh my god, what the hell?" Dakota said through her laughter, Adam having buried his head beneath a pillow, AJ in a similar position. Jeff had rolled off the bed, and was just standing up when a blood-chilling scream filled the air, cut off mid scream by gunfire. Adam jumped up, Dakota behind him, AJ and Jeff limping along after.
Adam raced into the hall, and saw Paterson sprawled on the floor, a gun lay by his hand and blood poured from a wound somewhere in his chest. Watts lay farther down the hall, in much the same position, yet slumped against the wall. He was firing his pistol down the back staircase. Adam drew Dakota close, turning her head from the bloody scene. AJ gasped and fell back into their room; Jeff sank to the floor and took her hand, squeezing it lightly.
- Four . days . later -
"I can't believe you're dragging us here!" Adam whined, yet allowed Dakota to drag him towards the massive roller in a large theme park. Dakota just pulled at his wrist and continued towards the cars. AJ followed, hobbling along on her crutches, Jeff simply limped. "Its your fault for letting her have coffee!" Jeff said to Adam, who shook his head. "But I didn't mean to let her drive!" Jeff shook his head and smiled as Dakota turned around, an expression of great hurt on her face. Adam sighed and kissed her lightly, stroking her indigo streaked hair gently.
"Get a room!" AJ laughed, and then squeaked as Dakota poked her. AJ swung a crutch at the other female, who ducked and stuck her tongue out. "Just you wait Kota! I'll get you, and your dog too!" Jeff laughed at the crazed expression in AJ's eyes, and the smug look in Dakota's.
"By dog you are referring to yourself or Adam?" Dakota asked, avoiding the smack aimed at her by both. "Adam, don't hit girls." Jeff said, laughing because he stood well out of dodge. Adam pouted, then contently settled for poking Dakota once they had been strapped into the roller coaster. AJ started poking Jeff, who in turn let out a squeak that made both Adam and Dakota turn in their seats, laughing.