Dan had no idea how he'd break the news to Carlos, how could he just walk
in with Chris, his mortal nemesis? He had to kill him somehow, it was the
only way to cover it up. Dan growled to himself, if only he'd given him the
injection a few seconds sooner, then Stephanie wouldn't have ruined his
masterful plan.
"Hey Dan?" Dan turned at Chris's voice. "You ok, you seem kinda quiet lately."
"Just thinking, that's all." Dan forced a convincing smile. Chris turned away and Dan rolled his eyes, he felt sick to his stomach trying to be Chris's friend. "Come on Chris, this is the hotel."
"Good." Chris lowered his voice, growling angrily.
"Now be careful, we don't want to raise suspicion." Dan led Chris inside.
Meanwhile, back at the arena.
"Dam, he's still not answering his cell phone." Stephanie threw her phone onto the cafeteria table, it slid over in Triple H's direction.
"Don't worry Steph, we'll contact your dad somehow." He began to think. "What if you leave a message on his phone, he's bound to hear it sometime."
"That's not the point Hunter, I think something could be wrong."
"Wrong, like what?"
"I don't know, I just don't like this." Steph could just feel that something was wrong.
"Here, I'll call your house." Triple H used Stephanie's cell phone to call the McMahon estate. "You never know, maybe your mom or brother can be of help." Everyone waited but there was no answer and the message system never kicked in. Hunter hung up.
"We should go help Chris." Stephanie stood up.
"No, you sit back down." Shawn Michaels put his hands on her shoulders. "We have to get in contact with your family first." He turned to his best friend. "Trips, try calling Shane or Linda's cell phone, we have to tell Vince that Chris is alive."
"Right." Triple H went back to work with Steph's cell phone. They all waited.
"Oh I hate playing the waiting game. let's play hungry-hungry hippos!" Rikishi cried and they all gave him a look. "What, what I say this time?"
Elsewhere, in the hotel.
"Chris, we should wait in our room for a while." Dan suggested in the elevator.
"Good idea." Chris nodded in agreement.
They got out of the elevator and walked down the empty hall in the hotel. There was a room service janitor's cart in the hall by Dan's door. The two went inside the room and sat down on the bed. Chris immediately, by instinct, grabbed the remote and turned off the TV. Dan realized this was his chance.
"Could you excuse me for a moment, I have to make a phone call." Dan walked out into the hall with his cell phone, looked around, and then called Carlos. "I've got a problem."
"What is it now?" Carlos growled, relaxing in his hotel room on a big recliner.
"I don't know how to tell you this, but.. Chris is, alive."
"WHAT!?!" Dan pulled the phone away from his ear, it seemed to shake as Carlos spat at him. "How could you have failed me again? Come on, how hard is it to kill this guy!"
"Don't worry, he's in the room here in the hotel."
"Pardon?" Carlos hesitated, growing calmer for a moment.
"This time we've got him for sure, but we need a really good plan."
"I agree. If he tangled out of our webs last time, we need to cut his life supply short."
"Well we've got eight more lives to go, boss."
"Oh shut up." Carlos hung up, Dan stared at his cell phone.
"So does this mean we have a plan?" He walked back into the room to find Chris surfing through the channels.
"Man I've said it before and I'll say it again, daytime TV sucks." Chris turned it off.
"Chris, we should look around for a while, see what we can see, you know?"
"Right, good idea." Chris nodded and got up. When they got outside, Dan hatched a plan.
"The hotel has four stories. We scanned the first one coming in, this floor is clear, why don't I check the second floor and you check the fourth?"
"Sounds good to me. We'll meet up back here." Chris headed towards the elevator.
"Oh no Chris," Dan snickered as he headed for the stairs. "We won't."
Later that day.
"Ok, I was able to get in contact with Shane and Linda, they're going over to the McMahon estate as we speak." Triple H announced.
"Great, that's really good news." HBK complimented his friend.
"I hope dad's is ok, he took the death of Chris really hard." Steph sighed.
"I wouldn't worry, Viney Mac is one tough dude." Hulk Hogan replied.
Lance Storm, Chris Benoit, Edge and Christian were quiet. Jericho was a fellow Canadian and their best friend. They nearly lost him last time, they didn't want to loose him again, and this time forever.
"Guys please stop moping around." Rikishi rolled one of the white marbles on the table.
"Hey, speak for yourself kish." Lance groaned.
"Come on, let's not take out our frustration on each other." Benoit decided to jump in.
"Yea, he's right." Edge agreed.
"Let's just wait for Shane and Linda to call us back. That's all we can do is wait." Christian shrugged and everyone nodded sadly, they had to admit that he was right.
That night..
The show at the arena had begun, the matches were going on but everyone was focused on Chris. The crowd could understand they still missed him, but what the rest of the world didn't know was that Chris was actually still alive, or at least for now.
"Come out here you coward." Chris growled deeply and angrily as he looked around the fourth floor.
It was a set up. Carlos was roomed on the fourth floor and Dan had snuck up the stairs into his room in order to plot out the attack on Chris with Carlos. The storm had brewed over time and it was raining now, thunder and lightning occurred often. The setting seemed to add to Chris's mood. He was surging with the energy of a storm, it was the perfect backdrop for Carlos's downfall. Chris finally came to the last door, it was open a jar and was dark inside. Chris inched forward to peek in and get a listen. He gasped and jerked slightly when he heard strange sounds coming from inside. So he pushed the door open with his hand and slowly, cautiously crept in like a cat. As he made his way into the dark room, lightning flashed and thunder boomed. Chris gasped as the door swung closed. He whirled around and could vaugly distinct two figures from the lightning.
"Welcome Chris, it's about time." The familiar voice laughed.
Chris's eyes grew angry and wide as he recognized the person. He growled viciously, "Carlos." He got in an attack pose, ready to fight.
"So we meet again Chris." The second figure stepped into the light by the window. Chris gasped, taken with the most horrible shock and surprise. "Better late than never."
"Dan?" Chris's voice squeaked in utter disbelief. "Wh-why?" He stuttered sadly.
"I have my reasons." Dan laughed as both he and Carlos pulled out a gun. Chris gasped, forgetting all about attacking his foes, and backed up.
"And now Chris," Carlos cocked the gun as Dan set his trigger. "You die."
They both fired but Chris ducked and it shattered the window. In the hotel, screams ran out as peopled began to run around. Everyone was told to run outside as somebody called the cops on a payphone. Once outside, they all looked up to the top fourth floor to see a man climbing out onto the roof with two other men at his heels.
"You can't win this time." Dan sneered as Chris began to back up.
"There's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide." Carlos pointed the gun at him. "But I'm a man of my honor and you've proved to be quite the worthy opponent. Any last words, requests?"
Chris began to shiver in fear and from the cold rain. He looked up as thunder rumbled across the sky. As he stared upwards, he noticed the cable antenna on the roof. A lightning bolt in the sky lit it up, nearly hitting it. Chris got an idea.
"Well, hurry up." Dan growled, growing impatient from their mortal adversary.
"Come here and face me like a man." Chris said viciously, Carlos slowly stepped forward with a smirk on his face, still aiming at Chris. Chris turned so that Carlos would be standing in front of the antenna. "I want to see you die. I want to see you pay and burn in hell for what you did!" Chris growled. "You escaped jail, you were to be electrocuted for trying to kill me, which you failed at. That's it Carlos, you failed, and now you will receive your judgment."
"Oh really?" Carlos was getting a kick out of this speech. "I'd like to see justice try."
Another thunder roared and a lightning bolt shot down from the sky onto the antenna and Carlos. Dan gasped as he saw his boss light up and singe. Chris stared at him with the same angry face as he did before. Carlos screamed as he felt the death of the electric chair surge through him. Finally the bolt's electricity subsided, as did Carlos's life.
"Burn in hell, you received your execution on a Friday night. Justice has been served." Chris turned around and saw Dan. "You."
"Now Chris, please, I beg of you." Dan dropped his gun and backed up.
"You traitor, you don't deserve to live." Chris began to advance towards him.
"But you can't kill me." Dan backed up. "Please? I wanted nothing to do with this, I swear it. No!"
Dan backed up too far and tripped right over the ledge, falling four stories down off the hotel and to his grave. Chris walked over and looked down, the crowd had circled around Dan's still, lifeless body. Finally, and it's been a long time, Chris smiled.
"It's over." Chris smiled to himself with a nod. "Looks like lightning can strike twice."
That night on the news, Carlos's death was on every major station nationwide. At the McMahon estate, Linda, Shane and Vince were watching the report on TV. Vince seemed to come back to life as he heard that Chris was alive and that Carlos was dead. Linda and Shane called Stephanie to tell them the news. It was right after the show ended. Everyone began to root and cheer in the back room. When Chris arrived, he was brought in a cop car for protection.
"Chris!"
"Stephanie!"
The two ran over to each other and embraced. Everyone gathered around Chris and began to cheer, giving him a group hug as they celebrated their victory. Triple H walked over with the cell phone in his hand.
"Way to go Chris. I just want you to know that Vince is back up to speed and better than ever. He literally kicked his heels when he saw the report on TV."
"That's so great, I'm glad everything's finally back to normal." Chris smiled.
"Wow, what a trip." Shawn Michaels laughed.
"Yea, wait till everyone hears about this." Chris Benoit patted Jericho on the back.
"I can't wait to see what the fans will say when I walk out first thing on Raw next Monday." Jericho said.
"Yea." Stephanie smiled, relieved that everything was back to normal. Chris was alive and justice had been served to Carlos and Dan. She hugged Chris. "I can't wait either."
"Hey Dan?" Dan turned at Chris's voice. "You ok, you seem kinda quiet lately."
"Just thinking, that's all." Dan forced a convincing smile. Chris turned away and Dan rolled his eyes, he felt sick to his stomach trying to be Chris's friend. "Come on Chris, this is the hotel."
"Good." Chris lowered his voice, growling angrily.
"Now be careful, we don't want to raise suspicion." Dan led Chris inside.
Meanwhile, back at the arena.
"Dam, he's still not answering his cell phone." Stephanie threw her phone onto the cafeteria table, it slid over in Triple H's direction.
"Don't worry Steph, we'll contact your dad somehow." He began to think. "What if you leave a message on his phone, he's bound to hear it sometime."
"That's not the point Hunter, I think something could be wrong."
"Wrong, like what?"
"I don't know, I just don't like this." Steph could just feel that something was wrong.
"Here, I'll call your house." Triple H used Stephanie's cell phone to call the McMahon estate. "You never know, maybe your mom or brother can be of help." Everyone waited but there was no answer and the message system never kicked in. Hunter hung up.
"We should go help Chris." Stephanie stood up.
"No, you sit back down." Shawn Michaels put his hands on her shoulders. "We have to get in contact with your family first." He turned to his best friend. "Trips, try calling Shane or Linda's cell phone, we have to tell Vince that Chris is alive."
"Right." Triple H went back to work with Steph's cell phone. They all waited.
"Oh I hate playing the waiting game. let's play hungry-hungry hippos!" Rikishi cried and they all gave him a look. "What, what I say this time?"
Elsewhere, in the hotel.
"Chris, we should wait in our room for a while." Dan suggested in the elevator.
"Good idea." Chris nodded in agreement.
They got out of the elevator and walked down the empty hall in the hotel. There was a room service janitor's cart in the hall by Dan's door. The two went inside the room and sat down on the bed. Chris immediately, by instinct, grabbed the remote and turned off the TV. Dan realized this was his chance.
"Could you excuse me for a moment, I have to make a phone call." Dan walked out into the hall with his cell phone, looked around, and then called Carlos. "I've got a problem."
"What is it now?" Carlos growled, relaxing in his hotel room on a big recliner.
"I don't know how to tell you this, but.. Chris is, alive."
"WHAT!?!" Dan pulled the phone away from his ear, it seemed to shake as Carlos spat at him. "How could you have failed me again? Come on, how hard is it to kill this guy!"
"Don't worry, he's in the room here in the hotel."
"Pardon?" Carlos hesitated, growing calmer for a moment.
"This time we've got him for sure, but we need a really good plan."
"I agree. If he tangled out of our webs last time, we need to cut his life supply short."
"Well we've got eight more lives to go, boss."
"Oh shut up." Carlos hung up, Dan stared at his cell phone.
"So does this mean we have a plan?" He walked back into the room to find Chris surfing through the channels.
"Man I've said it before and I'll say it again, daytime TV sucks." Chris turned it off.
"Chris, we should look around for a while, see what we can see, you know?"
"Right, good idea." Chris nodded and got up. When they got outside, Dan hatched a plan.
"The hotel has four stories. We scanned the first one coming in, this floor is clear, why don't I check the second floor and you check the fourth?"
"Sounds good to me. We'll meet up back here." Chris headed towards the elevator.
"Oh no Chris," Dan snickered as he headed for the stairs. "We won't."
Later that day.
"Ok, I was able to get in contact with Shane and Linda, they're going over to the McMahon estate as we speak." Triple H announced.
"Great, that's really good news." HBK complimented his friend.
"I hope dad's is ok, he took the death of Chris really hard." Steph sighed.
"I wouldn't worry, Viney Mac is one tough dude." Hulk Hogan replied.
Lance Storm, Chris Benoit, Edge and Christian were quiet. Jericho was a fellow Canadian and their best friend. They nearly lost him last time, they didn't want to loose him again, and this time forever.
"Guys please stop moping around." Rikishi rolled one of the white marbles on the table.
"Hey, speak for yourself kish." Lance groaned.
"Come on, let's not take out our frustration on each other." Benoit decided to jump in.
"Yea, he's right." Edge agreed.
"Let's just wait for Shane and Linda to call us back. That's all we can do is wait." Christian shrugged and everyone nodded sadly, they had to admit that he was right.
That night..
The show at the arena had begun, the matches were going on but everyone was focused on Chris. The crowd could understand they still missed him, but what the rest of the world didn't know was that Chris was actually still alive, or at least for now.
"Come out here you coward." Chris growled deeply and angrily as he looked around the fourth floor.
It was a set up. Carlos was roomed on the fourth floor and Dan had snuck up the stairs into his room in order to plot out the attack on Chris with Carlos. The storm had brewed over time and it was raining now, thunder and lightning occurred often. The setting seemed to add to Chris's mood. He was surging with the energy of a storm, it was the perfect backdrop for Carlos's downfall. Chris finally came to the last door, it was open a jar and was dark inside. Chris inched forward to peek in and get a listen. He gasped and jerked slightly when he heard strange sounds coming from inside. So he pushed the door open with his hand and slowly, cautiously crept in like a cat. As he made his way into the dark room, lightning flashed and thunder boomed. Chris gasped as the door swung closed. He whirled around and could vaugly distinct two figures from the lightning.
"Welcome Chris, it's about time." The familiar voice laughed.
Chris's eyes grew angry and wide as he recognized the person. He growled viciously, "Carlos." He got in an attack pose, ready to fight.
"So we meet again Chris." The second figure stepped into the light by the window. Chris gasped, taken with the most horrible shock and surprise. "Better late than never."
"Dan?" Chris's voice squeaked in utter disbelief. "Wh-why?" He stuttered sadly.
"I have my reasons." Dan laughed as both he and Carlos pulled out a gun. Chris gasped, forgetting all about attacking his foes, and backed up.
"And now Chris," Carlos cocked the gun as Dan set his trigger. "You die."
They both fired but Chris ducked and it shattered the window. In the hotel, screams ran out as peopled began to run around. Everyone was told to run outside as somebody called the cops on a payphone. Once outside, they all looked up to the top fourth floor to see a man climbing out onto the roof with two other men at his heels.
"You can't win this time." Dan sneered as Chris began to back up.
"There's nowhere to run, nowhere to hide." Carlos pointed the gun at him. "But I'm a man of my honor and you've proved to be quite the worthy opponent. Any last words, requests?"
Chris began to shiver in fear and from the cold rain. He looked up as thunder rumbled across the sky. As he stared upwards, he noticed the cable antenna on the roof. A lightning bolt in the sky lit it up, nearly hitting it. Chris got an idea.
"Well, hurry up." Dan growled, growing impatient from their mortal adversary.
"Come here and face me like a man." Chris said viciously, Carlos slowly stepped forward with a smirk on his face, still aiming at Chris. Chris turned so that Carlos would be standing in front of the antenna. "I want to see you die. I want to see you pay and burn in hell for what you did!" Chris growled. "You escaped jail, you were to be electrocuted for trying to kill me, which you failed at. That's it Carlos, you failed, and now you will receive your judgment."
"Oh really?" Carlos was getting a kick out of this speech. "I'd like to see justice try."
Another thunder roared and a lightning bolt shot down from the sky onto the antenna and Carlos. Dan gasped as he saw his boss light up and singe. Chris stared at him with the same angry face as he did before. Carlos screamed as he felt the death of the electric chair surge through him. Finally the bolt's electricity subsided, as did Carlos's life.
"Burn in hell, you received your execution on a Friday night. Justice has been served." Chris turned around and saw Dan. "You."
"Now Chris, please, I beg of you." Dan dropped his gun and backed up.
"You traitor, you don't deserve to live." Chris began to advance towards him.
"But you can't kill me." Dan backed up. "Please? I wanted nothing to do with this, I swear it. No!"
Dan backed up too far and tripped right over the ledge, falling four stories down off the hotel and to his grave. Chris walked over and looked down, the crowd had circled around Dan's still, lifeless body. Finally, and it's been a long time, Chris smiled.
"It's over." Chris smiled to himself with a nod. "Looks like lightning can strike twice."
That night on the news, Carlos's death was on every major station nationwide. At the McMahon estate, Linda, Shane and Vince were watching the report on TV. Vince seemed to come back to life as he heard that Chris was alive and that Carlos was dead. Linda and Shane called Stephanie to tell them the news. It was right after the show ended. Everyone began to root and cheer in the back room. When Chris arrived, he was brought in a cop car for protection.
"Chris!"
"Stephanie!"
The two ran over to each other and embraced. Everyone gathered around Chris and began to cheer, giving him a group hug as they celebrated their victory. Triple H walked over with the cell phone in his hand.
"Way to go Chris. I just want you to know that Vince is back up to speed and better than ever. He literally kicked his heels when he saw the report on TV."
"That's so great, I'm glad everything's finally back to normal." Chris smiled.
"Wow, what a trip." Shawn Michaels laughed.
"Yea, wait till everyone hears about this." Chris Benoit patted Jericho on the back.
"I can't wait to see what the fans will say when I walk out first thing on Raw next Monday." Jericho said.
"Yea." Stephanie smiled, relieved that everything was back to normal. Chris was alive and justice had been served to Carlos and Dan. She hugged Chris. "I can't wait either."
