The fighting raged on as blood was spilled and lives were taken. Many had
fallen by the time the first roar of thunder echoed throughout the sky. A
few people looked up as the rain began to fall. Rocky and the gang were
frozen in the van, paralyzed by fear, but finally the dozens of cop cars
arrived and closed the gangs in on the scene.
"We have you surrounded, give up now." The San Francisco chief said into a blow horn but got no response. "They're not cooperating, men!" At the order, the cops charged onto the scene.
"Oh no, Chris!" Rikishi cried as the two gangs and two police units all joined the battle.
"This is getting too far out of hand." The small one said as he looked out the window.
"Yea, let's go." The tall one got up. The two big guys ran over to the window and broke it out. A helicopter was on the roof and the five of them got in it.
"Wait, what about Chris!" The fat one asked as the other big one turned it on for takeoff.
"He understands and agreed with the plan." He said as they flew up into the air high enough to where they thought they'd be safe from the blast.
"This is perfect." The boss laughed. "We may be sacrificing our minions but we're getting rid of two cop squads, our rival gang, and the government officials. Do it now!"
"Right."
The skinny one held the detonator that looked like a roll of breath minds, he pushed down the red button on the top and it beeped. There was a huge boom as the explosion threw everyone and everything a mile in each direction. The helicopter wasn't high enough and got caught in the blast, it was hurled through the air and into an empty building, bursting it into flames. The minivan was thrown backwards on the road and was luckily unharmed. A few minutes later, the dust settled and bits of wreckage ceased falling. Everyone opened their eyes and looked around to hear silence and see nothing but wreckage and fire. The car and buildings were destroyed, the police men and gangster and officials were all killed.
"Oh no." RVD looked around, he was scared, Chris was close to the blast and was nowhere to be found. "Guys, where's Chris, what if, what if he...." He choked.
A sound by a nearby singed building caused them to turn. It was the building that the helicopter crashed into, somehow the five mobsters had survived. Everyone got out of the minivan and made their way over, growling angrily.
"Alright you." Rock stepped out in front of them.
"Hu?" They looked up, laying down on the floor or wooden beams.
"Where's Chris, what have you done to him!" Kurt Angle demanded.
"Chris is gone, but his sacrifice was not in vain." The mob leader coughed.
"That's it." Kane found a gun on the floor and picked it up, setting the trigger. Everyone tensed.
"Wait, stop." A weak voice wheezed. Everyone turned and gasped. It was Chris, he survived somehow!
"Chris...." Rocky began but hesitated, forgetting that he was one of the gang now. Everyone watched Chris gave them all a strange look as he made his way towards the mob.
"Ah Chris, it looks like we won after all." The boss laughed, trying to get up. Chris didn't say a thing, he just pulled out his gun, the boss stopped laughing and stared at Chris who stood still aiming the gun at the mobster's head. "What are you doing, now wait I...."
"Cram it." Chris growled in a raspy voice. "This isn't about me, this is about all the innocent people you killed! And why, for what, power? You don't understand that the world is bigger than you'll ever be, California is bigger than you'll ever be, so is LA." Chris cocked the gun. "And so am I." Everyone stood staring at him, what was he going to do.
"Please Chris." The mobster slowly raised his shaky old hand. "You don't understand." Tears slowly began to form and fall down his wrinkled cheeks. "We didn't mean for this to happen, we only did it for our spaghetti, we just wanted to have our Ragu pasta sauce." He began to cry and Chris raised one eyebrow in confusion as his former leader went on. "All we wanted to do was to share this with everyone, the one thing we loved, Ragu pasta sauce on our spaghetti."
"If all you wanted was Ragu pasta sauce, why didn't you just have me steal some from the corner store?" Chris asked and the mobster froze in a thoughtful silence.
"Whoa Chris, you broke the law?" Rikishi gasped. "That's illegal, you could go to jail for that!"
"I didn't mean to put you in any danger." The mob boss spoke regularly, normal again. Chris lowered his arm and dropped the gun, everyone gasped, still confused.
"You don't deserve death, that's the easy answer and I want you to suffer for what you did to everyone." The sound of tens of sirens was heard, firemen, ambulances and backup squads were on the way. "Justice has been served." Chris turned around and walked over toward the minivan full of his cheering friends. He smiled as they all rushed over towards him.
"Chris that was amazing!" Rikishi cheered.
"You were great, how did you do that?" RVD rubbed his friends hair.
"I dunno." Chris shrugged as they saw the vehicles arrive and take charge of the scene.
"Are you ok?" Kurt ran over and he and Chris stared at each other for a moment. Kurt looked away. "I'm sorry."
"Hey it's ok." Chris smiled. "You did nothing wrong and it's alright now." Kurt smiled back.
"Wow, it's been some crazy trip hasn't it?" Rocky laughed.
"You have no idea." Chris sighed with relief as they all went back into their minivan.
"So guys, are you ready to finally go to San Diego?" Rock asked.
"Yea!" Everyone cheered. "Aw, it looks like we wont be stopping in Anaheim this time." RVD sighed and everyone laughed.
They drove all the way to San Diego, eager to leave LA and all this mess all behind them. When they finally arrived in San Diego, they had to find their destination where Triple H would be waiting for them.
"Ok Chris, this is the last time I'm gonna ask you this ever again." Rock smiled and Chris looked up. "Where is Sea World?"
"Now that my friend, is an easy one." Chris pointed to a road sign. Rock blushed and everyone laughed. They arrived at the Sea World hotel where not only Triple H was waiting but now Brock Lesnar had arrived.
"Man what took you?" Hunter asked as everyone got out of the minivan.
"Sorry we had a lot of delays." Taker rolled his eyes and smirked.
"So, did you have an adventure?" Brock asked, holding his title belt.
"You have no idea." Chris laughed.
"I'm hungry." Rikishi announced.
"I'll bet you are buddy, I'll bet you are." Kurt put a hand on his shoulder. Everyone went into the hotel except Rock and Chris. Rocky turned to him.
"Hey Chris?"
"Yea?"
"I'm sorry about all this and I'm glad it all worked out."
"Meh, it's all good."
"I think this is one of those things we should keep a secret hu?"
"Yea, so don't mention a word to Rex Banner."
"Whatever you say Chris." Rock shook his head with a smirk. "Whatever you say." The two went into the hotel together.
That night....
Everyone was at the beach to enjoy their last day in California. Triple H and Rocky were sitting on a park bench table to tend the campfire as everyone else romped and played to have fun for the last time in California before going back to work. All of a sudden Brock ran over.
"Hunter, Rocky, you gotta come quick!"
They ran after Brock until he reached what he wanted to show them. They slowed down and finally stopped. Triple H smiled largely in amusement at what he saw. Everyone was dancing around a May pole with colored streamer and Brock's title was on top of it.
"Well I'll be dammed." Triple H laughed and Rocky just slapped his hand against his forehead.
And so the war is over and the tour has ended, what an adventure the minivan filled with superstars had. The journey through California had been quite a trip but no trip would be as good as the one back home. So until another show hits the golden state, I have a feeling that the WWE gang won't be wanting to come back anytime soon.
"We have you surrounded, give up now." The San Francisco chief said into a blow horn but got no response. "They're not cooperating, men!" At the order, the cops charged onto the scene.
"Oh no, Chris!" Rikishi cried as the two gangs and two police units all joined the battle.
"This is getting too far out of hand." The small one said as he looked out the window.
"Yea, let's go." The tall one got up. The two big guys ran over to the window and broke it out. A helicopter was on the roof and the five of them got in it.
"Wait, what about Chris!" The fat one asked as the other big one turned it on for takeoff.
"He understands and agreed with the plan." He said as they flew up into the air high enough to where they thought they'd be safe from the blast.
"This is perfect." The boss laughed. "We may be sacrificing our minions but we're getting rid of two cop squads, our rival gang, and the government officials. Do it now!"
"Right."
The skinny one held the detonator that looked like a roll of breath minds, he pushed down the red button on the top and it beeped. There was a huge boom as the explosion threw everyone and everything a mile in each direction. The helicopter wasn't high enough and got caught in the blast, it was hurled through the air and into an empty building, bursting it into flames. The minivan was thrown backwards on the road and was luckily unharmed. A few minutes later, the dust settled and bits of wreckage ceased falling. Everyone opened their eyes and looked around to hear silence and see nothing but wreckage and fire. The car and buildings were destroyed, the police men and gangster and officials were all killed.
"Oh no." RVD looked around, he was scared, Chris was close to the blast and was nowhere to be found. "Guys, where's Chris, what if, what if he...." He choked.
A sound by a nearby singed building caused them to turn. It was the building that the helicopter crashed into, somehow the five mobsters had survived. Everyone got out of the minivan and made their way over, growling angrily.
"Alright you." Rock stepped out in front of them.
"Hu?" They looked up, laying down on the floor or wooden beams.
"Where's Chris, what have you done to him!" Kurt Angle demanded.
"Chris is gone, but his sacrifice was not in vain." The mob leader coughed.
"That's it." Kane found a gun on the floor and picked it up, setting the trigger. Everyone tensed.
"Wait, stop." A weak voice wheezed. Everyone turned and gasped. It was Chris, he survived somehow!
"Chris...." Rocky began but hesitated, forgetting that he was one of the gang now. Everyone watched Chris gave them all a strange look as he made his way towards the mob.
"Ah Chris, it looks like we won after all." The boss laughed, trying to get up. Chris didn't say a thing, he just pulled out his gun, the boss stopped laughing and stared at Chris who stood still aiming the gun at the mobster's head. "What are you doing, now wait I...."
"Cram it." Chris growled in a raspy voice. "This isn't about me, this is about all the innocent people you killed! And why, for what, power? You don't understand that the world is bigger than you'll ever be, California is bigger than you'll ever be, so is LA." Chris cocked the gun. "And so am I." Everyone stood staring at him, what was he going to do.
"Please Chris." The mobster slowly raised his shaky old hand. "You don't understand." Tears slowly began to form and fall down his wrinkled cheeks. "We didn't mean for this to happen, we only did it for our spaghetti, we just wanted to have our Ragu pasta sauce." He began to cry and Chris raised one eyebrow in confusion as his former leader went on. "All we wanted to do was to share this with everyone, the one thing we loved, Ragu pasta sauce on our spaghetti."
"If all you wanted was Ragu pasta sauce, why didn't you just have me steal some from the corner store?" Chris asked and the mobster froze in a thoughtful silence.
"Whoa Chris, you broke the law?" Rikishi gasped. "That's illegal, you could go to jail for that!"
"I didn't mean to put you in any danger." The mob boss spoke regularly, normal again. Chris lowered his arm and dropped the gun, everyone gasped, still confused.
"You don't deserve death, that's the easy answer and I want you to suffer for what you did to everyone." The sound of tens of sirens was heard, firemen, ambulances and backup squads were on the way. "Justice has been served." Chris turned around and walked over toward the minivan full of his cheering friends. He smiled as they all rushed over towards him.
"Chris that was amazing!" Rikishi cheered.
"You were great, how did you do that?" RVD rubbed his friends hair.
"I dunno." Chris shrugged as they saw the vehicles arrive and take charge of the scene.
"Are you ok?" Kurt ran over and he and Chris stared at each other for a moment. Kurt looked away. "I'm sorry."
"Hey it's ok." Chris smiled. "You did nothing wrong and it's alright now." Kurt smiled back.
"Wow, it's been some crazy trip hasn't it?" Rocky laughed.
"You have no idea." Chris sighed with relief as they all went back into their minivan.
"So guys, are you ready to finally go to San Diego?" Rock asked.
"Yea!" Everyone cheered. "Aw, it looks like we wont be stopping in Anaheim this time." RVD sighed and everyone laughed.
They drove all the way to San Diego, eager to leave LA and all this mess all behind them. When they finally arrived in San Diego, they had to find their destination where Triple H would be waiting for them.
"Ok Chris, this is the last time I'm gonna ask you this ever again." Rock smiled and Chris looked up. "Where is Sea World?"
"Now that my friend, is an easy one." Chris pointed to a road sign. Rock blushed and everyone laughed. They arrived at the Sea World hotel where not only Triple H was waiting but now Brock Lesnar had arrived.
"Man what took you?" Hunter asked as everyone got out of the minivan.
"Sorry we had a lot of delays." Taker rolled his eyes and smirked.
"So, did you have an adventure?" Brock asked, holding his title belt.
"You have no idea." Chris laughed.
"I'm hungry." Rikishi announced.
"I'll bet you are buddy, I'll bet you are." Kurt put a hand on his shoulder. Everyone went into the hotel except Rock and Chris. Rocky turned to him.
"Hey Chris?"
"Yea?"
"I'm sorry about all this and I'm glad it all worked out."
"Meh, it's all good."
"I think this is one of those things we should keep a secret hu?"
"Yea, so don't mention a word to Rex Banner."
"Whatever you say Chris." Rock shook his head with a smirk. "Whatever you say." The two went into the hotel together.
That night....
Everyone was at the beach to enjoy their last day in California. Triple H and Rocky were sitting on a park bench table to tend the campfire as everyone else romped and played to have fun for the last time in California before going back to work. All of a sudden Brock ran over.
"Hunter, Rocky, you gotta come quick!"
They ran after Brock until he reached what he wanted to show them. They slowed down and finally stopped. Triple H smiled largely in amusement at what he saw. Everyone was dancing around a May pole with colored streamer and Brock's title was on top of it.
"Well I'll be dammed." Triple H laughed and Rocky just slapped his hand against his forehead.
And so the war is over and the tour has ended, what an adventure the minivan filled with superstars had. The journey through California had been quite a trip but no trip would be as good as the one back home. So until another show hits the golden state, I have a feeling that the WWE gang won't be wanting to come back anytime soon.
