Alcatrass is one of the most infamous prisons in the world, know mostly for its impenetrability. A concept that would appear to be very disadvantaging for Chris Jericho. But, you ask, isn't Alcatrass shut down, wasn't it put out of business over 60 years ago? Yes, that's true. But the government has been undergoing with a secret project in order to make an opportunity to be able to minimize the crime in California, mostly the south, by using this prison as persuasion....

"Isn't it great to be back home in San Fran?" The gang leader looked around as the car drove them to the pier. They'd just gotten off the plane that took about an hour to get them there.

"Well, now that I'm back here, I don't get to finish my sight seeing." Jericho sighed.

"Oh don't take it so hard." The muscular gangster said to Jericho.

"Yea, what you did back there was good." The little guy agreed.

"Thanks." Jericho shrugged. It might have been good for them, but it was bad for him.

Meanwhile, in Hollywood.....

"Don't tell me the kid's run off again." Kane groaned.

"Do you think he'd be in a hospital again?" RVD asked.

"I hope not." Rikishi sighed and snuck a bite of his sandwich in the sorrow.

"I hope he's no in trouble or hurt." The Rock said, he was really worried.

"Hey I have an idea." Kurt Angle pulled out his cell phone.

"Do you know how many police stations there are here?" Rocky pointed out.

"No, I'll call Chris, he has a cell phone, I know his number." Kurt grinned.

"Great idea." Austin patted his back. "What, I said great idea!"

"Thanks for the kind words." The Undertaker laughed.

"Well, now that my ears are cleaned out." Kurt dialed his cell phone number.

Back in San Francisco...

"What's that?" The cop turned around at the sound of a cell phone ringing.

"It's mine." Jericho dug in his pocket. The cop leered at him. "Hey, I get one phone call don't I?" Jericho pointed out snootily. The cop rolled his eyes and turned back around. "Hello? Kurt, is that you? Yes, I did think it was the boogie man, who else would have my number who's not family, friend or co-worker? Gees Angle! What? Where am I? Ohhh, rough question, prepared for a rough answer? Ok then, just don't get too crazy. I got mixed up with a gang, yea again. No, how could it be the same one? Look shut up and listen. Well I'm back in San Francisco. Hey, I said don't get crazy! Alright, hear me out. I'm being taken to Alcatrass and it's all a mistake. I don't know if you should come get me, how should I? How about I call you when I get there ok? Yea. It's a mistake how could I be in trouble ok? Just chill man. Alright. Yes, by." He hung up.

"Who was that, one of your dogs?" The whimpy guy asked.

"Just a friend, he and my other friends were just wondering where I was." Chris said.

"You mean your gang? You have a gang too home boy?" The macho guy laughed.

"No, we're just friends traveling through the state on a business tour!" Chris yelled.

"You be dam skippy, hippie." The leader replied.

"You listening to them?" The cop whispered to the one who was driving.

"Every word." He nodded. "So, what do you think?" As they talked quietly among themselves, Jericho couldn't help wanting to beat up the gang he was sitting next too.

"There it is." The cop's voice made everyone turn to the window. In the waters of the Pacific Ocean, there it lay. "Alcatrass." The cop grinned and Jericho gulped.

"What are you going to do to us?" Jericho whimpered as the cops led them out of the car.

"You'll see, believe me, you guys deserve it." One cop wore a secret smile.

"Don't worry mac, you're tough, you'll survive it." The gang leader whispered to Chris. They were led inside but were surprisingly not told to get into uniform, probably because this wasn't an actual prison, it didn't have any suit so that's how the trio had escaped successfully.

"Where are the tourists?" Jericho wondered aloud.

"The 'museum' is already closed." The other cop said as he shoved them up some stairs.

"Where are we going?" Jericho asked the gang leader quietly.

"To the interrogation room." He replied.

"The what?" Jericho gasped.

"No, it's not what you think." The leader assured. Jericho sighed with relief, but then the leader spoke back up. "It's much, much worse." Finally they were up the flight of stairs. "Alright, up you go!" The cop shoved them into a room where four men in all white stood. Jericho shivered in fear and gulped, but his throat was too dry in fear for him to be able to. "You two over there!" The cop pointed to Jericho and the gang leader. They went over to the men. "You two, come with me." The cop took them to another room and the second cop staid in the room with Jericho, the gang leader and the men in white.

"Uh, hi?" Jericho looked at them. "What are you going to do to me?"

"Oh nothing too bad." Two of the men took out needles. Jericho screamed in fear. "Hold him down." One of the men called to another and he held Jericho down as the first man with the shot gave it to him in his left arm. Jericho watched as the gang leader took it without a hassle. As he did, Chris could feel his body grow weak and limp.

"What's happening?" Jericho asked and noticed how tired his voice sounded.

"We just have to preform the examination." The cop came over.

"Examination? But I hate doctors..." Jericho began to say but passed out. The gang leader groaned as he too fell to the floor, both knocked out from the drugs.

"Alright, the chairman paid us in advance to do the four new ones. I want your most risky tried on the three returns, but as for the new one, lets see what he can handle." The cop told orders. Two of the men in white dragged Jericho and the gang leader into the exam room.

Elsewhere in Hollywood...

"What do you think?" Kurt Angle asked The Rock after telling him Jericho's story.

"Should we go back up there to help him?" RVD asked.

"But the trip is like 600 miles, it'd take a forever!" Rikishi complained.

"Not if we drive fast and drive now we can get there by tomorrow." Rock said.

"Are you sure we have enough money?" Kane asked.

"I don't know and I don't care, this is Chris we're talking about. He's been in trouble before but this time it's serious. We can't bail out on a friend." Rocky replied.

"He's right." Austin stepped up. "What? I said he's right!"

"As scary as Austin is and sounds, I agree." The Undertaker stepped next to him.

"Yea, Chris would do the same for us." Kurt nodded.

"Then what are we waiting for, let's go!" Taker called. Everyone ran into the minivan and drove off onto the freeway quickly, determined to get to San Francisco to save Chris in time.

Back in San Francisco....

"This one is in the same condition as he was the week before escaped." One man in white said as he walked over from the gang leader.

"Good, then we can try the more risky, higher priced ones, if you catch my drift." The cop said and the man in white nodded. The cop went over to the second man in white. "Well?"

"I'm not sure about this one, he doesn't test the same as the trio, almost as if he doesn't even belong with them. As a matter of fact he looks to have taken in some kinds of bacteria." The man in white said as he conducted a few experimental tests.

"Dam, who knows what the chemicals will do to him now, too risky." The cop thought.

"We could try that batch of new weaker ones we just got in." A third man came over.

"Good idea, let's do that then." The cop smiled and went to go check up on everyone else. The four men in white went out of the room to go get their things. The gang leader awoke.

"Hey, wake up." He whispered and got off the table and went over to Chris. "Hey!"

"What?" Jericho groaned, still in pain from the injection.

"Are you ok?" The gang leader helped him sit up.

"I have no idea." Jericho felt funny but got off the table.

"We have to bust out." The gang leader whispered.

"What, why?" Jericho gasped.

"Here's what goes down here." The gang leader explained. "Alcatrass was re-opened by the government to take care of some of the more dangerous, notorious criminals in the state because of its highest crime rate. But lately northern California has passed a new proposition banning the use of animal testing. So what will work for the government? Testing on convicts."

"So you mean we were shot up with drugs?" Jericho cried.

"No, that was just a regular anesthetic." The gang leader replied. "Me and my friends have been here before and have suffered these effects. Now that we're back and they know we can survive the weaker stuff, we'll be moved onto the pricey, or deadly, products."

"What about me?" Jericho gulped. "You'll be started on the weaker ones, if we don't bust free." The gang leader said.

"Wait, where's the other two?" Jericho asked. At first he would originally wouldn't care, but he didn't care that he was working with a gang anymore, he was fearing for his life now and these gangsters seemed to know how to get free and save his life, he had to go along with them.

"Let's go find them, hurry up." The gang leader looked around, nobody was around. He and Jericho began to sneak around and cautiously hide from any sound they heard down the long halls. Finally they came up to another cell in that block, nobody was there either, but the two were. "Hey come on guys." He called quietly and the duo heard and came out of the room.

"Be quiet." The macho guy whispered to the small one. They began to sneak around in order to find the exit safely.

"Look there!" Jericho pointed. The exit was unarmed, the guards and all the other officials had gone because there had been an emergency meeting called by the head chairman. "Go on, hurry up." Jericho played lookout as the trio made their way out safely.

"All clear, come on!" The gang leader called. "We'll be hiding over here!"

"Ok!" Jericho yelled, not thinking of how his voice would echo down the empty, hollow halls of the museum prison. He got up from his hiding post and made his way to the exit.

"Not so fast!" A voice caught Jericho off guard and a hand on his shoulder whirled him around. "Got ya!" It was one of the two cops. "I got him, he's over here." The second one came.

"Good work." Another man in white followed him and gave Jericho another shot.

"Ow!" Jericho cried. "Oh no, not again...." He fell unconscious.

"Perhaps this one is more dangerous than we thought." The cop pondered.

"What about the other three?" The man in white asked as he picked up Jericho's body.

"I have a feeling that they learned a valuable lesson, now they might know not to commit anymore crimes because they know how serious we are." The cop replied.

"And if they do act again, it's the third strike." The second cop crossed his neck with his finger. The two cops closed the doors and helped the man in white take Jericho back inside.

"Did he make it out?" The muscular guy asked.

"No, should we go back?" The little guy suggested.

"We have to bail, he'll forgive us." The leader said and they ran off.

The next day...

"Look boss, we did it!" One of the two big henchmen laughed and held up a newspaper.

"Ah, at last it all begins." The boss grinned as he watched the news.

"Yea, our plan is all coming together." The second fat henchmen laughed.

"What is next?" The two skinny henchmen came over.

"First we need to plan out our next move, then we will strike." The boss smiled. The four laughed. "Hey be quiet, I'm watching my show." The boss said and they all quieted down.

A few hours later, on the road....

"Are we there yet?" RVD asked.

"No." Rock said.

"Are we there yet?" Kurt asked.

"No." Rikishi replied.

"Are we there yet?" Kane and Taker asked together.

"No. What? I said no!" Austin yelled. Everyone was quiet now.

"Where are we?" Rock asked.

"Hey, we're in San Jose!" RVD cheered.

"Great, we're nearly there." Rocky yawned. "Good."

"Hey, don't fall asleep, we're so close!" Kane gasped.

"Keep him awake Austin!" Undertaker yelled.

"Ok. What, I said ok." Austin turned to The Rock and began to yell in his ear. "What? What? What? What? What?"

"Ok, I'm up. Thanks Austin." Rocky grinned.

"You're welcome. What, I said you're welcome!" Austin replied.

"Nice guy, really, he really is." Kurt shook his head. No more than an hour later, they had arrived in San Francisco. "Ok, where's Alcatrass?" Rock asked.

"I dunno." Everyone said in unison.

"What? I said I dunno!" Austin concluded his statement.

"That helps." Rock looked around. "Let's get directions."

"And then let's eat, I'm staaaarved!" Rikishi complained.

"Deal." Rock nodded and began to look for guidance help.

At Alcatrass....

"Wake up bright morning sunshine." A cop began to slap Jericho's face.

"Ow, stop, I'm up!" Jericho shook his head. His blurred vision cleared after a few seconds. "Oh I hurt, what happened?"

"We've begun." The cop walked aside and the man in white came into view.

"Wait, I have a request!" Jericho cried out and so the two men in white stopped. "Please, I really hate needles, so please don't give me shots!"

"Ok then, but I must warn you if you take it orally it is distasteful." The cop smiled.

"Can I have a water afterwards?" Jericho gulped.

"I don't see why not." The cop shrugged. "After all, you didn't leave."

"Thanks." Jericho was lost for words.

"Then let's begin." The man in white said as the cop left the room and the other man in white took out a small box filled with small jars of different kinds of chemicals. "Don't worry, it's not fatal. If you could stand it of if you were a return, then they would be." One man in white replied. Jericho nodded, feeling a little bit safer and calmer, but not by much. The two men in white snapped on their gloves and the sharp echo made Jericho cringe. He was given the first chemical. It tasted revolting and seemed to slowly crawl down his throat. He coughed and gagged, trying to throw up. "No you don't." The man in white clamped down on Jericho's mouth and the second began to rub and squeeze Jericho's neck to make him swallow it. "We warned you, but you didn't listen. But all you crooks deserve this anyway after what you did."

"But I didn't do anything!" Jericho cried, his heart pounding with fear in his chest.

"Sure you didn't, that's what they all say." The man in white said, taking out another jar. Jericho's first day in Alcatrass had begun, but would he survive in time for Rocky to save him?