Pandemonium in the Sky.
Part Two: Plane Trip.
Sunday 7.30am.
Shane hurriedly searched around his desk, frantically trying to find a piece of paper that had appeared to disappeared from the face of the planet, which was ridiculous but hell, it wasn't where he left it and he was getting annoyed.
The door knocked and Shane not looking up from searching, called them in. He quickly peered round to see that it was Stephanie and resumed searching.
"Shane, have you not packed yet! We have to be at the airport in an hour!" She exclaimed looking around.
"I have packed, it's just I think I've lost something or someone's stole it, I don't know but I have to find it." He said, throwing some of his things onto the floor. "When you came round, did you see a brown folder on the desk?"
"I don't know, I can't remember," shrugged Stephanie. "Look I'm sure it will turn up somewhere but for now, we have to leave else we won't make it time."
"I know, I know, it's just annoying that's all, I could have swore I left it on the table." He said thoughtfully, looking down at his desk once more, hoping it would just magically appear.
"Come on, don't worry about it, do you want me to get the staff to take the suitcase down?"
Shane didn't reply and she rolled her eyes in annoyance, she hated being ignored.
"Ill take that as a yes then."
Stephanie picked up the suitcase and opened up the door.
"Shane we've got more important things to worry about than a stupid file, now Ill see you downstairs, ok, I've got a limo waiting…ok?"
"Ok," replied Shane as he collected his things but his mind still was fixed on that missing file…
Boarding….
"Gregory Helms, what are you doing here?" exclaimed Matt as all the superstars going on the McMahon's jet gathered in the boarding lounge.
"Shhh, you have to keep it under wraps," whispered Greg, ushering Matt away from the group.
"I didn't know you had a ticket."
"I didn't, until I got this letter this morning, it had a ticket enclosed, how weird is that?"
"Well what did the letter say?"
"It just said to board this plane and get this, it says and I quote 'KEEP YOUR EYES AND YOUR EARS OPEN', I think this person thinks something's going to happen on this plane," declared Greg quietly.
"Do you have any clues as to who sent it?"
"No, it was slid under my hotel room door this morning, but think it's one of them." Said Greg pointing to the group.
"But why?"
"I guess we will find out." He replied thoughtfully as he looked through the glass screen to the awaiting jet.
Shane and Stephanie went with the other superstars to the plane, walking along the tarmac as they dragged their hand luggage along, well Shane did, Stephanie had two hired hostesses to carry her stuff. There was hardly any talking but as Shane climbed up the steel steps into the front of the plane, he looked back and saw a blonde woman hurrying along out of the airport towards the plane.
"Stacey!" Shane gasped as he finally realised who it was. Everyone else had entered the plane and he stood alone on the steps. "What are you doing here?" He said confused.
"And hello to you too, tiger," smiled Stacey climbing up the steps.
"Excuse me, your not getting on this plane, you weren't invited."
"Of course I am silly," joked Stacey touching his arm. "You gave me a ticket, remember."
"No I didn't!"
"Wow, you really don't remember much about last night do you."
"Stacey I would not let you fly with me."
"That's not what you said last night!" she laughed, Shane didn't have a chance to protest back as Stacey walked through the entrance, Shane stood on the steps for a while until Stephanie came out, with an impatient look on her face.
"Come on Shane, we have to go."
Shane stepped in and followed Stephanie's glance as she looked at the new passenger.
"Did you invite her?" asked Stephanie angrily.
"Apparently." He replied in a bemused tone.
"For Gods Sake Shane, don't tell me you've took her back after what she did?"
"I haven't taken her back ok."
"Then why did you invite her?"
"Look, we've got more important things to worry about then her." Muttered Shane as he pushed past Stephanie, ignoring his sister as he sat down his seat ready for the impending takeoff.
She's up to something, thought Stephanie sneering at Stacey as she went to her seat. I don't trust her one bit.
All the superstars sat down in their seats, each had two seats since there were only ten people for the awaiting takeoff. Now that I'm here I might as well give you a little rundown of the interior of the plane. Of course at the front were the pilot's cabin, and then the steps down to the luggage compartment. Next were a few rather spacious toilets, in fact one even had a shower.
Next was the compartment with ten rows of four seats, two either side along with tables in front, with a wide aisle in the middle. This was where the superstars sat. Then was the bit of the plane, which made travelling on it, extra special. There was the poolroom, no not a swimming pool, a snooker Table, followed by a mini buffet in the wide spacious area at the back of the plane. So that's the plane but what did the superstars do in there four hour journey…. you want to find out…. I guess you'll have to read on…..
Aboard the plane….
Gregory sat at the typed letter in his hands, wondering why any would send it to him, what was he suppose to do about it? What was suppose to happen that he had to keep watch for?
"Hey, Greg what's that?" asked Edge leaning over his seat to look at the letter, however at the sight of Rob Greg quickly ushered the letter out of view and into his jacket pocket.
"Oh Nothing, so what's up?"
"Nothing much, think I might go play some pool later and of course take advantage of the buffet!"
"Rob, you noticed anything strange up?"
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know myself, just any strange behaviour from anyone, anyone arguing with anyone, any secret behaviour…."
"What's brought this on?"
"Nothing, just wondered you know, just got a funny feeling."
"Oh gods sake, flying's nothing, this jet is as safe as anything probably more safe with all the money spent on it, your be fine." Said Edge thinking Gregory was scared of flying.
"I'm not scared of flying!"
"That's right, that's the way to think, you are not scared, you are not scared….."
Gregory rolled his eyes as Edge's continued his little psychological lesson as if he thought he was making a difference. Maybe he was on to watch out for, joked Greg to himself.
"So what's the score?" asked Stephanie to Shane, glancing over at the blackmailing Kurt.
"You got talk to Hunter, get him to give up the title." Ordered Shane.
"Fine." She sighed grudgingly back. "I can't believe we are falling for this, he thinks he has us under his little finger!"
"Well, what else can we do? We got no choice."
"God, I hate this." Sneered Stephanie. "Ill go talk to Hunter when we are in the air and then you can talk to Kurt, I don't fancy seeing his smirking face again, this is all my fault."
"I know, but we just have to deal with it now., just do what you have to do."
"He is gonna ask for money you know."
"No he won't."
"How do you know? I thought he wouldn't do this?"
"Steph listen to me…."
Suddenly Hunter came walking past them and they immediately shut up. Hunter looked at them both strangely and Shane glared at him.
"What you looking at?"
"Nothing…nothing," muttered Hunter going to his seat.
"Look, ill talk to you later," mouthed Stephanie as the pilot announced the plane would be taking off in just a moment. She sat down in her seat and strapped her seatbelt, thinking about what she was going to say to Hunter…
Everyone sat down in their seats, it was time for takeoff as the plane rolled along the short runway. Stacey leaned around and stared right at Shane, she smiled and waved mockingly. Shane just glared at her and then looked out of the window, refusing to acknowledge she was on board. It was a smooth takeoff and soon enough they were in the air. Rob and Edge set up their laptops to once more look at their many fan pages, it wouldn't be long journey just about four hours and on most trips like this, all you can do is relax and have a good time….
Rey looked up and down the aisle of the aeroplane, the other superstars were either in their seats and elsewhere, but the important thing was, no one was near.
He fumbled with his rucksack as he nervously lifted it up from the floor and put it on his lap. Stretching out his legs for support, he lifted up the flap and dug deep. However he became more panicky as he failed to feel the small plastic case in his fingertips.
His face went red with angst and embarrassment as he desperately searched but no such luck as footsteps could be heard coming down the aisle…
Come on! Rey thought to himself…….
"Damn it!" said Rey quietly to himself as the bag slipped from his hands and fell onto the aisle, contents falling across the width of the aisle. He quickly, almost as a reflex scampered from his chair and went to keep up the stuff.
"Hey man, you all right?" asked Booker T as he knelt down to help Rey out. "You look all flushed."
"I'm fine." Rey muttered back.
He gasped as Booker T picked a smooth white plastic case, which lay beside his foot.
"What's this?" He asked in an intrigued tone.
"Nothing." Replied Rey snatching back the case immediately. "Its….just my….contact lenses case." He said quickly, quietly pleased he had come up with such a good excuse.
"Ok man, chill." Said Booker a bit suspicious over his behaviour.
Rey collected up the rest of his things and sat back down in his seat.
"Hey, me and the guys are gonna go shoot some pool, you wanna come?"
"Err…maybe ill be there in minute." Replied Rey,.
"Ok then."
He gave one last suspicious glance to Rey, before continuing down the aisle as Rey sat back thanking God, Booker T didn't make anymore of that case…
Stephanie decided to put her and Shane's plan into practice and make the first move, she pulled out a pad from her bag and quickly wrote a quick note on it.
MEET ME IN THE TOILETS, I CAN'T WAIT ANYMORE, LOVE xxx.
Sliding innocently from her seat she folded the note in her hand and walked along the aisle, as she passed Hunter's seat she dropped innocently onto his open table. She didn't even give him a glance as he expectedly opened up the note and eagerly looked towards the toilets…anticipating his move.
Hunter waited excitedly in the cabin toilet, this one was more spacious than normal plane toilets but still pretty cosy fit, well for what he was hoping to do anyway. He thought about taking his clothes off now before she arrived but then maybe that was a bit too forward, although she never minded before. He decided to take off his tank top and threw it absent-mindedly over his shoulder and as the door began to open he put his hand against the wall and struck a pose.
"Hello gorgeous." He murmured, as Stephanie shut the door quickly behind her. Before she could say anything, Hunter kissed her, pushing her backwards as he made an attempt to pull down her skirt zipper.
"Stop it Hunter." Stephanie ordered, pulling away. "We have to talk."
"Oh God, what is it?" asked Hunter. "You never wanna just talk." He moaned, sitting down on the toilet seat.
"I need you to give up the title." She said bluntly.
"What!" He shouted back, standing up in outrage.
"Shhh! Don't shout so loud."
"You want me to give up the title at the PPV?" he said, toning down his voice a touch.
"Not at the PPV, Smackdown probably." She muttered back, knowing he wasn't going to be happy.
"No way! No way Steph, I'm not giving up that title, I never lay down a match for anyone, not even for you."
"Look Hunter I don't want you to lay down either but Shane agrees…."
"Is that what you and Shane were arguing about earlier?" Hunter asked curiously.
"Yes….No….look that doesn't matter." She replied quickly shaking her head, wanting to move the subject away from Shane. "The fact of the matter is you have to give the title away on Smackdown."
"But why?"
"I wish I could tell you…but I can't…don't ask why….just please say your do this." Stephanie pouted leaning in closer to Hunter. "Please."
"Who's getting the title anyway?"
"Kurt Angle."
"Kurt Angle! What's he done to deserve it?"
"Nothing." Muttered Stephanie grumpily to herself before she turned her attentions back to Hunter. "So it's agreed?"
"I guess so." He replied gruffly. "Man, you have me tied around your little finger, you do!" he muttered, a little smirk forming on his face.
"Well I should think so." She laughed back. "I mean if you think about it, I'm your boss now and I can do whatever I want with you." She murmured seductively stroking his chest.
"And what would that be Stephanie?" Hunter asked back happily.
"Er…No…call me Miss McMahon."
"Ok Miss McMahon, what would you like to do with me?"
"Well I don't know….Ill have to see what I can….fit in." She joked back, the couple were just about to kiss when loud knocking was suddenly heard on the outside of the door.
"Oh shit." Muttered Stephanie. "Quick, put your shirt back on." She ordered to Hunter who quickly scrambled to pick it up.
"Come on Rey we know what your doing in there!" laughed Edge through the door.
"Rey?" mouthed Hunter. Why did they think that Rey was in here?
"Steph get your head out his pants and open the door…I thought you had a private office," cackled Matt Hardy.
"Yeah! And when's my appointment!" jeered Edge.
"Oh God," muttered Stephanie trying desperately to think of a way out. Though things just got worse when Rey Misterio stepped out of the neighbouring toilet.
"Hey dude, what you doing?" exclaimed Edge at the sight of Rey.
"Err…just doing my business." Answered Rey confused. "What's going on?"
"I don't know, if your not in there with Steph, then who is?" thought Matt aloud as the three of them put their ears to the door…
"What are we gonna do?" whispered Hunter to a thinking Stephanie.
"Ok, calm down, just put your head in the toilet."
"What!"
"Just do it…not all the way in….I'm gonna flush."
Stephanie flushed the toilet and then spoke aloud to the people outside.
"Can we have some privacy please."
"Oh so it's a 'we' then," smiled Rey.
"Come on Steph, tells us who's getting the job done," Edge pleaded mockingly.
"Oh please, stop being so immature, you got Hunter really embarrassed now."
"Hunter!" exclaimed the three in unison, he was last person they suspected. On at que, she slowly opened the door to reveal Hunter kneeling down over the bowl, a pained expression on his face.
"I guess Hunter just ate something nasty before we got on, I came walking past and he was throwing up all over the place, I just finished cleaning some of it up," grimaced Stephanie.
"Hey, we'll sorry, we thought you were…"
"I think you made it quite clear what you thought but I think it be best if we just forget about it."
"Of course, of course," they replied, totally embarrassed. "What are you gonna do about him now?" asked Matt motioning towards Hunter who was finding increasing difficult to fake being sick.
"I think Ill just leave in here for a while, the worst is over I think but better be on the safe side." She said in a concerned tone stepping out of the cubicle. She mouthed a sorry to a stricken Hunter as she closed the door on him and ushered the guys out of the way. "Lets just away from this area, if you need to go use the toilets at the other end of the plane."
"Sure, sure." They quickly replied before going back to their seats. Stephanie smirked to herself as she walked along the aisle, she had got Hunter to give up the title and thought of an ingenious plan to cover her tracks. I am brilliant, she thought as she went to Shane's office to tell him the news.
Stephanie walked into Shane's office, a beaming smile on her face, although as she opened the door her expression changed as it was not Shane who sat in the office, it was Stacey.
"What the hell are you doing here?" Stephanie asked angrily and she saw Stacey stretched out in a relaxed manner on the chair.
"Nothing much, just waiting for Shane," smiled Stacey back
"Well I don't suppose he wants to see you." She replied coldly, hands on hips.
"Wanna bet," Stacey smirked, she swung her legs over the desk and stood up. "Steph, don't look so jealous, people might start to think."
"Look, I'm not in the mood for a chat, so since Shane isn't here, why don't you just leave."
"Ok, Ok," she mocked walking up to Stephanie. "That hotel was nice wasn't it, especially the pool and Jacuzzi…"
"Stacey just go," she said dismissing anything she said.
"Well if you really want a expert review….just ask Shane."
Stephanie tried to hide her minor shock, she is just trying to freak me out that's all, just ignore her.
"Oh and Stephanie, touch of advice." Laughed Stacey, staring her down. "If ya gonna have sex with someone in the toilets…make sure you pull your zipper up all the way."
Stephanie blushed as she zipped herself up as Stacey left the room, feeling as if she had got one over Miss McMahon. Stephanie sneered after her before slumping down in the chair, shes nothing compared to you, shes just trying to upset you, she's worth nothing she repeated in her mind. But what did Stacey mean about the Jacuzzi?
As most of the guys played pool, Matt sat on one of the comfy sofas nearby, he still had a little bit of a hangover from the night before, he was bit embarrassed that no-one else did, he never knew he was such a lightweight. He looked around and flickering in his mind for some reason was Rey Mysterio, he didn't know why but something involving him must have happened the night before, but what?
"Matt?"
Matt broke away from his thoughts, only to be reminded of them again as he saw that Rey was looking at him strangely.
"Do you want to play?"
"Err…no I'm all right…I'm rubbish at it anyway," replied Matt shaking his head. Rey looked suspiciously at him for a split second, he never normally turned down a game but then Edge shouted at him that it was his turn and he continued the game.
Suddenly and surprising Stephanie entered the room. Edge and Rey looked immediately embarrassed after earlier incidents in the toilets as she rushed in.
She ran over to Matt and tapped him on the shoulder. "Shane?"
Matt turned round confused and Stephanie shrank back a little. "Sorry I thought you were Shane a second there." She giggled. "Does have any idea where he is?"
"Er…in his office?" shrugged Matt.
"Is Hunter alright now?" asked Edge with genuine concern.
"Ill sure he'll be fine by the time we arrive, ill make a note not to stay at that hotel again."
"Yeah, I'm a bit nervous about my health, I had the same as him," muttered Booker T.
Stephanie didn't reply to this, the guys assumed she was in a hurry as she once again ignored them and went out the room.
Stephanie walked out of the poolroom and down the aisle when she finally saw Shane coming up the other end.
"Shane, where have you been?" She muttered, not wanting to attract too much attention to them.
"Erm…just talking to the pilot and stuff."
Stephanie didn't really believe this pitiful excuse but she couldn't be bothered to argue about that, she wanted this whole Kurt thing sorted as he hushed Shane onto a nearby seat, so they could talk in more private. "I talked to Hunter and he has agreed to lay down the title on Smackdown."
"Wow, how did you do that?"
"Doesn't matter, the fact is, its all up to you now."
Shane nodded, he peered over the top of the chair seeing Kurt typing on his lab top a few seats ahead. "I best face the music then." He said thoughtfully.
"Shane you know last night, when you left my room, where did you go?"
"Oh erm let me think, I just went to the bar, drank some of that champagne and then went to the pool and er….relaxed in the Jacuzzi." He said. Stephanie knew immediately what had happened, she cheated on enough people and had got enough hints from Stacey to know what had happened after he had left her room, but she couldn't judge, she was worse, no she wouldn't say anything, she would wait until he admitted it to her himself, no wonder he didn't want Stacey on the plane, she chuckled to herself.
"What you thinking?" asked Shane.
"Nothing." She muttered quickly back. "Look, I better go, and you better talk to Kurt."
Rising from her seat, Stephanie was about to leave but Shane grabbed her arm. "I do love you know, more than any money on this world, even more then the company, I know it doesn't look it but I want us, I want you to be happy and I know you will be happy with this company, you understand?" pledged Shane looking into her eyes.
"I know." She replied, without any more words she kissed him quickly on the lips and then sauntered off down the plane, thinking about whether she too loved Shane more than the company itself.
Shane waited in the small office at the end of the plane, he asked Kurt to meet him here and he was running late. Though he didn't want to get annoyed, because getting annoyed means the possibility of an argument and arguments are always loud. He didn't anyway else on this plane to hear about this.
Suddenly the door opened and Kurt stepped in, a big smirk on his face. Shane stared urgently at the door and Kurt read his mind.
"Don't worry, No-one will hear." He said slamming the door closed. "So Shane, too cheap to go to prostitute so settled for your sister?" laughed Kurt.
"You do know I can fire you anytime I want." Warned Shane.
"Don't be too cocky Shane, we both know your not going to do that, now what have you got for me?"
"Stephanie has talked to Hunter and he has agreed to give up the title."
"Awww, well done Steph, it just have been quite hard to get your ex-husband who you 'supposedly hate' to give up the title, don't you think?"
"What are you suggesting?"
"Nothing," smirked Kurt, which just made Shane hate him even more.
"So now that you got what you wanted, you will just leave."
"' Got what I wanted', I don't think so Shane, I guess Stephanie forgot to tell you about the money."
"Don't even think about it Kurt."
"Oh really." Kurt walked past Shane, pushing his shoulder as he did and stopped at the desk. Kurt watched him as he held up the microphone, which was connected, to his desk.
"This speaks to the whole plane doesn't it?" asked Kurt genuinely.
"Get out Kurt."
"Well if it does, how about I tell everyone on this plane your dirty little secret?"
"You wouldn't dare."
"Wouldn't I?"
Kurt pressed down on the button and leaned into the microphone as if about to speak, but Shane pushed him aside, and grabbed his suit jacket, staring at him menacingly with a clenched fist ready to fight.
"I don't think you hitting me is going to make things any better." Smiled Kurt, which only made Shane hit him hard against the wall.
"Hey Shane, is this how you treat Stephanie? I bet she likes it rough!"
Shane punched Kurt hard on the jaw, so angry he didn't even think of the consequences. As Shane waited for him to get up so he could punch him again, Kurt put his hand to his lip, which was bleeding, although he wasn't annoyed it just made him happier.
"I want 5 grand by the time we get off this plane." Kurt said in a threatening tone. In reply, Shane hit him again, though not as hard it had a bigger effect bursting his lip open even more.
"Actually make it 8."
"I don't have 8 grand on this plane," exclaimed Shane.
"Sure you do, probably stuck in a shoe somewhere."
"Kurt I can't get you your money, it's impossible."
Kurt stood up, straightening himself out, licking his cut lip. "I don't care what you have to do, I don't care where you get it, just get me 8 grand before this plane lands or I tell everyone about you and Steph, you got it?"
It wasn't a question, it was an order and considering that, Shane didn't bother to reply as Kurt walked out of his office, setting a timer on his watch as he did. Shane had 2 hours to come up with the cash….
Shane walked quickly towards the luggage compartment yet his seemingless simple journey took a stumble as he passed the 2nd toilets the door suddenly swung open and he bumped into Rey Mysterio.
"Jesus, sorry Shane, didn't see you there," mumbled Rey apologetically in front of his boss, but Shane surprisingly totally ignored him and pushed past him, rushing down the steps into the luggage compartment. Rey wondered for a moment why he was going into the luggage compartment, but then shrugged the thought off, it was his plane after all.
"Hey dudes, how we doing, whose winning?" asked Rey cheerfully as he entered the pool room.
"Actually Junior here." Laughed Edge pointing to Matt Hardy. " Is trashing Booker so much, it's embarrassing!"
"Its not my fault! Moaned Booker. "This stupid plane is rocking so much, I can't play probably."
"Hey seems fine to me," added Rey unhelpfully. As they continued with the game, Rey noticed Stacey sitting bored on the sofas, twiddling with her hair, taking a risk he decided to sit next to her.
"You alright?"
"What do you think?" She muttered sarcastically. "Them stupid boys arguing about pool, it's pathetic, I just wish this trip was over."
"Hey you decided to come," shrugged Rey. "Why did you come anyway?"
"Doesn't matter now, he's ignoring me anyhow, I just can't be bothered anymore."
"I guess your talking about Shane." Replied Rey, relaxing a little.
"As I said, it doesn't matter now, I thought he still had 'real, genuine' feelings but obviously not, one minute he's all over me the next he's like disgusted to see me." She said quietly, almost to herself although Rey was still listening.
"Well, he does seem a bit weird lately, just a moment ago I saw him going down into the luggage compartment, don't know what he wants in there."
Stacey suddenly perked up.
"The luggage compartment! Did he say what he was doing?"
"No, I just bumped into him, I guess to get something from his suitcase."
"Oh no!" exclaimed Stacey jumping from her seat. Before Rey could ask why, Stacey stormed out of the room, an urgent expression her face…
Writers Note: I just want to say you've probably noticed that most of the scenes are directed around Shane and Stephanie. I guess I'm portraying their story on the plane but as there are more chapters, you will find out what the rest of the superstars did on the plane.
On no normal occasion would a passenger be allowed to go through the luggage but this was an exception for this was Shane's plane and this was an emergency. Although why he was doing this he didn't know, Kurt had got his title but as he predicted Kurt wanted more, this time cash, he couldn't fire him, Kurt would love that, give him a reason to blurt it out to everyone. Damn it, the only way he could of getting out of this was…murder….No, that was going too far.
Shane dismissed the idea out of his mind and resumed to the quick-fix plan. Money. He searched around the luggage compartments, looking for his suitcase, he eventually spotted it, piled right in the middle, amongst the rest. Great.
He reached up, pulling at the handle, tugging in an annoyed fashion until he eventually came free, spiralling out of the pile along with several other suitcases.
"Great." He moaned, just great. He heaved his suitcase over and he realised that in the process of pulling his out, he had opened up someone else's. The case lying on its back, with a few contents on the floor was a few feet away from him, feeling his duty to tidy it up he walked over.
The contents were mostly cosmetics and a few files, probably of the many Stephanie cases. But as he looked closer, a file sprang to his attention, mainly because it was one of his.
His eyes sprang open as he realised this was the file that had been missing earlier, so someone had stolen it but why would Stephanie take it, what was the point.
"Shane?"
Shane looked up to see Stacey standing in the doorway of the luggage compartment. Stacey! A voice screamed inside his head, it was her. Before his alarm became apparent, he desperately shoved everything back in the suitcase and kicked it away.
"What are you doing down here?" He asked innocently.
"I was gonna ask you the same question." Smiled Stacey.
"Err, I needed to get something from my suitcase," mumbled Shane grabbing his suitcase and holding it up as proof.
"What?"
"Look Stacey, you're not technically allowed to be in this area of the plane so I suggest you go back upstairs." He said sternly.
"Sure you don't need any help?"
"No, I'm fine thankyou. I think I can handle a suitcase."
"Ok." Replied Stacey suspiciously as she slowly climbed the stairs back up to main part of the plane. As soon as she disappeared out of view, Shane sighed with relief. Now why did she come down here? Maybe she didn't want me to see something….the file, but why would she steal that…Shane thought confused, it had nothing to do with her.
"ATTENTION ALL PASSENGERS, ATTENTION ALL PASSENGERS, THIS IS YOUR PILOT SPEAKING."
Shane looked up at the tannoy, wondering what the hell was going on as suddenly the floor shook beneath him, like an earthquake.
"WE ARE SUFFERING MINOR TURBULANCE…"
Minor! Thought Shane, the whole plane was shaking.
"FOR YOUR SAFETY WOULD ALL PASSENGERS PLEASE RETURN TO THEIR SEATS IMMEDIATELY AND FASTEN THEIR SEATBELTS."
Shane followed the instructions forgetting the suitcase and clambering up the stairs, clinging onto the rail as the plane continued to shake…
Gregory Helms nervously put on his seatbelt tightly before gripping onto the arm rests as the plane wobbled back and forth, he had never been fond of flying in the first place and this trip was just making the nightmare worse. He watched as several superstars came into seating area, worried expressions on their faces.
He saw Shane sit down at the other end of the plane, looking rather pale although the amount of shaking this plane was doing it was enough to make anyone feel sick.
"You alright there buddy?" asked Rob. "You don't look so good."
"Please don't talk to me." Greg muttered back, which Rob understood as nothing personal. Just keep breathing, he thought to himself. Breathe, Breathe, Breathe. Almost everyone was strapped into their seats now, he looked up to see Stephanie climb quickly into her seat as the plane dipped slightly making Stacey scream in terror. More people screamed, including himself probably as the plane took a steep drop, his stomach wasn't jumping into his throat….he was gonna be sick….he was be gonna be sick…He was sick.
He purged into the bag at some time tossing and turning in his seat, hand luggage sprawled along the aisles and for the first time he feared for his life. Everything's going to be alright, its going to be fine, just a little turbuance, it's ok…it's ok.
The plane screamed in terror as the lighting suddenly failed, flickering a little, he thought for a moment someone was moving about but his mind switched as oxygen masks suddenly fell from the ceiling in front of him….oh my god I'm going to die….I'm going to die, he panicked.
"Grab your mask!" He heard someone shout, probably Rob and with the lights still out, he fumbled with the mask in front of him finally placing it around his mouth, though whether it was right way he didn't know….he resorted to praying as the plane began to sway once more….
Moments later the lights flickered back on, illuminating the aisle once more. He looked at all the scared faces, which eventually turned to relief as the movements became less shaky.
Thank God, he murmured to himself. Thank God.
SORRY ABOUT THAT FOLKS, WE JUST EXPERIENCED SOME STRONG WINDS BUT WE SHOULD BEABLE TO CONTINUE OUR JOURNEY AND SHOULD REACH THE DESTINATION IN AROUND 2 HOURS.
"There sorry, They're sorry!" shouted Booker T angrily. "Ill give them sorry!"
"That was awful," cried Stephanie.
"Wow, I'm so glad that's over." Said Kurt Angle clutching his chest as his heart finally began beating normally again.
"Is everyone okay?" called out Rob as he peered his head round the aisle.
"Yeah…physically," laughed Edge. "Though after seeing Gregory over here throw up, I think I'm mentally scarred for life."
"Don't joke about stuff like that Edge, that was close, too close." Said Stacey thoughtfully.
"Hey, lighten up people, no-one died, where all fine."
"Yeah and it will make a good story to tell everyone, won't it," added Matt cheerfully.
"I think I just wanna forgot that," muttered Gregory, he desperately wanted to relive himself from the tight, claustrophic position and of course the full sick bag, but the seatbelt light still remained on so everyone had to stay in their seats.
"Hey good thing you came out of those toilets, eh Hunter, feeling any better after that?" joked Rey leaning between the seats to talk to Hunter.
"Err, not really," he replied, turning quickly back round again. If Rey asked any more questions he might accidentally slip what he was really doing in those toilets.
"Nice of your ex-wife to help you out, mmmmm, shame you let her go man."
I didn't, thought Hunter to himself.
"Shame for you I mean, not the rest of the male population, I mean yowsa!"
"Rey…shut up." Said Hunter sternly.
Rey grudgingly sat back in his seat, he peered up at the panels and released the seat-belt button was no longer on, he thankfully unclipped the belt and stood up, many followed his example glad to be free.
"I need a drink," moaned Stacey clutching her head in pain.
Stephanie stood up, stretching out her arms, she walked past Hunter's chair he gently touched her arm causing her to look in his direction.
"You alright?" he mouthed, trying not to make it obvious he was concerned.
"I'm fine." Stephanie said sharply back pulling her arm and walking along the aisle, she was shook up and annoyed, she was not in the mood for sympathy.
She planned to go see Shane asked if he got round to give Kurt the money but as she neared his seat, she grew increasingly worried. Shane laid eyes closed against the seat, his seatbelt pressed hard against his chest.
"Shane wake up." She said in an annoyed tone, he didn't reply, in fact he looked pretty pale. "Shane." She said again, shaking his shoulders. "Shane."
Now she was beginning to get worried, she put her ears to his mouth. He wasn't breathing.
"Hey someone, Shane aint breathing!" She exclaimed, continuing to shake him, this time more violently. Gregory, Hunter and Rey gathered nearby.
"Steph, get back." Ordered Rey pushing his way past and put his head to Shane's chest.
"He's not breathing."
"I just told you that, you idiot, what's the matter! What's happened!" cried Stephanie hysterically at the sight of her brother.
"Calm down, calm down." Said Hunter pulling her away as Rey and Gregory unhooked Shane's seatbelt, Shane remained hard against the chair, which confused Gregory, shouldn't an unconscious body slump forward?
The answer to his question was revealed when Stacey suddenly gasped a look of shock on her face. "Rey….he's dead, he's been….he's been." She stammered pointing to the back of Shane's chair.
Everyone went pale as they all looked round the back of Shane's chair, driven through the centre was a silver gleaming butcher knife, the inside of the chair was stained with blood as everyone began to gather in disbelief and understand what had happened.
"I know this is unbelievable…." Said Rey with no expression. "But Shane's dead…..he's been stabbed." He said, turning to face the group. There were no words, not even tears for it was more horrible than a death. Shane didn't die in an accident, everyone watch each other's expressions as they knew that someone here knew something, someone here felt no grief or shock…for Shane had been murdered and one of passengers, one of the WWE superstars had committed it.
Behind the Scenes: Whodunit?
The whole of the cast sat around a long table, reading through the Part 2 script, when they reached the end they all put it down and looked around at each other, not any of them spoke, they just watched until Matt Hardy broke the silence.
"So who does everyone think done it?" he asked eagerly looking around.
"I reckon Steph did it, to get the whole of the company to herself, and to get revenge on Shane for sleeping with Stacey." said Adam confidently.
"Oh please." She muttered back, dismissing the idea completely. "What actual prove have you got? She loved him."
"No she didn't, I tell if anyone was gonna murder it would be her," said Rob agreeing with Adam.
"Nah, shes too obvious," argued Paul. "I think its gonna be a dark horse like say….Gregory Helms!"
"The detective, I don't think so," sneered Stacey back. "I tell you, what was the point of putting all this blackmail stuff in if it wasn't relevant, I think it was Kurt."
Kurt gasped with indignation but instead of supporting him, some of them started to nod.
"Yeah maybe Shane didn't pay him the money and he stabbed him in anger." Thought Steph.
"But he wouldn't do that, he'd just do what he threatened to do and tell everyone about Steph and Shane." Said Shane forcefully.
"If they were gonna go with that storyline, Kurt really should have been murdered not Shane." Reasoned Paul.
"I'm confused," moaned Stacey putting her head on the desk.
"Well at least we know it couldn't be Stacey, she's too dumb to commit a murder," laughed Adam.
"Ok….next question then," put forward Matt thinking that maybe this was going to cause arguments. "How did they do it?"
"Oh that's easy," boasted Kurt. "You know when the lights went out during the turburance, Greg even sensed that he saw movement, he just didn't know who. The killer got out his seat, stabbed Shane in the back through the chair and sat back simple." He said cheerfully leaning back in his chair.
"But why didn't he cry out? Or why didn't anyone see anything, I think you would notice if someone walked past you." Argued Steph back at Kurt.
"I don't know, everyone was too busy praying they wouldn't die." Kurt answered hopelessly.
"Maybe he was drugged." Piped in Matt.
"Matt, that is so stupid, when could he have been drugged." Shouted Shane in disgust.
"Calm down Shane, it was just a suggestion." He muttered back.
Everyone sighed in frustration as they skipped through the script once more, hoping clues as to who did it would spring out of them but no such luck.
"I guess we'll just have to wait till Part Three for some answers." Said Paul in a controlling tone that signalled the end of this little meeting.
"I still think it was Steph." Adam said quietly, but no one was listening anymore, each person wanted the glory of figuring out on their own but at the moment, they couldn't do that till Part Three…
Cast: In order of Appearance.
Shane McMahon
Stephanie McMahon
Gregory Helms
Matt Hardy
Stacey Kielber
Edge
Rey Mysterio
Booker T
Hunter Hearst Helmlsey
Kurt Angle
Rob Van Dam
To be Continued….
So the big question, is who did murder Shane McMahon? . In this story its all down to amateur detective Gregory Helms who according to the other superstars is a suspect himself! They have two hours until that time and Gregory is determined to interview every single passenger so its still fresh in their minds.
But one of them or maybe more than one is hiding something and for the next few parts, Gregory is shocked, confused and finds it increasingly difficult to find out what happened aboard that plane and not forgetting that time is running out…..
Can't wait two months, here a few spoilers as to what you can expect in Part Three of Pandemonium in the Sky!
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"Ok people," announced Gregory, He stood up at the front of plane, which still sailed peacefully through the sky, despite the atmosphere inside being anything but perfect. "Now in a moment, I'm going ask which one of you, one at a time to come into the pool room and I'm going to ask you a few questions about your time on the plane up to the murder, I know your all shocked and might remember exactly, but any details, any clues that might give me any idea about what happened, please try and remember every detail." He explained calmly.
"Hey, how come your detective all of a sudden, what gives you right?" argued Rey Mysterio, everyone looked at him and then back at Greg surprised that Rey spoke up like that.
"Because some on this plane knew something was going to happen and they told me to be oh this plane to see if I could stop it, well they were obviously right and I'm determined to find out why and who did this."
"For we know it could be you, this could just a big show to cover your tracks," argued Edge.
"Yeah, you could have made up the letter as well."
Gregory reached into his pocket and pulled out the letter in question, handing it first to Matt who then passed it around, the faces of the superstars changed as they read, realising the realism of the situation.
"Now this may be a bit too blunt, but the killer is flying amongst as today and he could struck again, so the letter says keeps your eyes and ears open and lest sort out the innocent from the guilty…."
Gregory looked around at everyone's faces watching their expressions. "So anyone wanna come in first?" He asked motioning towards the pool-room.
"I will," replied Stacey, whos eyes were still red from crying earlier. "I hope whoever did is happy with themselves." She announced as she walked up. "Your not going to get away with this, we'll figure you out and I hope they shoot you in cold blood!" She screamed as Gregory hurriedly lead her into the room….
Two of the air-hostesses (by the way they are actually male but I don't know the male for air-hostesses!) walked up to see Gregory who sat thinking in Shane's office.
"We got all the luggage together, Mr Helms." They said in unison.
"Really? All of it?"
"Actually sir, there's one suitcase missing."
"Missing! How can it be missing?" exclaimed Gregory paying more attention to them now.
"Don't know sir, its just not in the luggage compartment downstairs with the rest."
"Well who's is it?"
"Everyone's luggage is accounted for but one person…"
"Well who is it?" He added impatiently.
"Err." One of them said nervously. "A Mr Hunter Hearst Helmsley." He finished awkwardly.
Behind the Scenes.
"Everyone, I think your be very proud to know that I have figured out who murdered Shane!" boasted Kurt sitting down smugly at the table, the script in his hand.
"No you haven't, it's impossible," sneered Rob.
"Well I guess I've achieved the impossible then."
"So who is it then?"
"I'm like I'm going to tell you."
"He doesn't know," muttered Booker T.
"Wanna bet?"
"Go on then, how much?"
"$200." Said Kurt confidently looking at Booker T and Rob, they looked at each thoughtfully for a moment and then nodded.
"Ok then deal."
"Alright then, Ill write the murderer on this piece of paper and then when he finally know the answer, you can look at the paper and hand over the $200," laughed Kurt.
"You are so going to regret this," smiled Rob as he cut up a piece of paper for Kurt to write on….
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