Disclaimer: I don't own any of the WWE superstars, names, slogans etc..
They are all owned by the very lucky Vince McMahon as far as I know no one
owns 'The Fozz' it was just a little idea created by myself and my friend
Jenny through an e-fed in which Chris Jericho's band Fozzy are also a group
of super hero's called 'The Fozz' but you'll see about that later on. Chris
Jericho does start off evil but I'll see how it goes.. I don't think I'll
be able to make him bad for long! =P I don't own a lot so please don't sue
me =) it's for your own good. Thanks to Jenny who suggested that I should
write a story about The Fozz.
Chapter 1
April 16th 2003 Toronto, Canada
A man once said that a hero is someone you can depend on, someone that you know will always be there when you need a knight in shining armor to save you. In the dictionary it states that a hero is a man who is admired for doing something brave or great. What about a baddy, a nemesis, a villain? Did anyone ever say how great they were? No of course not! No one ever appreciates the villains do they!
"Villain.. noun a wicked person; A criminal!" He yells throwing the book across the room "I'm not a criminal!" He shouts sitting down in his chair and resting his head in his palms "I'm just not cut out to be a villain" He sighs staring sadly into the crackling fire.
"What are you complaining about now?" Hunter chuckles stepping out of the darkness "Not still going on about how you should never have been banished to being a villain are you? When are you going to quit that and enjoy being here?" he says picking up the discarded book and chucking it on the fire making it roar. "You're a villain and there is nothing you can do about it now" he says patting Chris on the shoulder "and do something about your name"
"What's wrong with my name!" Chris says looking up at his dark face.
"Chris really isn't a name for a villain, it's not exactly going to strike fear into the hearts of the people now is it. I guess we could always call you..Whiner as that's all you ever do!" Hunter laughs smacking him round the back of the head "Has it gone yet?" Hunter asks poking him in the arm making him yelp "I'll take that as a no then, you'll feel much better once it's done"
"I don't want to be here," Chris says holding his shoulder tightly and looking at Hunter. "And I don't want it ever to be done, I'm not like you and your friends and I never will be!"
"You have no choice, you're a villain now. Or you soon will be" Hunter says grinning at him before walking back into the shadows. Chris hears the door bang and he is alone again in the room.
"I'm not a villain," Chris mumbles to himself. He hated being here; he didn't want to be a villain. He loved helping people and he had loved being the hero he once was. Till he got chucked out for misuse of his powers, how was he supposed to know that the giant cow outside Beefeater was a promotional stunt and not a giant cow trying to take over the world? It was an easy mistake to make, I mean that cow, he sure did look menacing!
He stands up out of his chair and heads towards the door to his room, stumbling a little as he walked. He still hadn't got used to the darkness that his new home always had, the others told him his eyes would soon adjust completely once his good powers were replaced with the evil ones. He lifted the heavy latch to his room and entered walking over to the bed and collapsing on it. The dust filling the air and making him cough and splutter violently.
"You'll get used to it" Test says watching him from across the room from his own bed. "You'll get used to it all a lot quicker if you stop holding onto what you used to have. There's nothing you can do anymore," he says lighting a candle and putting it over on the side bringing some light into the room. "I wont have time to get used to it" Chris mumbles not even surprised at Test's presents. He hardly ever left his room and apart from Chris was the least Villain like villain there was. He never let on that he didn't want to be there too or that he hated being a villain but Chris knew that deep down he hated it too. "I am getting out of here you know" Chris says looking at him.
"I know you are" Test says nodding his head before laying down again and rolling over onto his side obviously not wanting to talk to Chris anymore.
"I will even if it's the last thing I do, I will get out of here and I'll go back to how I used to be" Chris says clutching his burning shoulder "Then this wont hurt me anymore" he whispers rolling up his sleeve and inspecting the gold 'F' tattoo on his shoulder that was burning a deep colour of red. Burning away into his flesh, it was all he had left of his old superhero group The Fozz and it would soon be gone just like his powers.
A/N: Well what did you think of this first chapter, I know it's kinda short and doesn't give away a lot about the story but do you like it? Do you think I should continue?
Chapter 1
April 16th 2003 Toronto, Canada
A man once said that a hero is someone you can depend on, someone that you know will always be there when you need a knight in shining armor to save you. In the dictionary it states that a hero is a man who is admired for doing something brave or great. What about a baddy, a nemesis, a villain? Did anyone ever say how great they were? No of course not! No one ever appreciates the villains do they!
"Villain.. noun a wicked person; A criminal!" He yells throwing the book across the room "I'm not a criminal!" He shouts sitting down in his chair and resting his head in his palms "I'm just not cut out to be a villain" He sighs staring sadly into the crackling fire.
"What are you complaining about now?" Hunter chuckles stepping out of the darkness "Not still going on about how you should never have been banished to being a villain are you? When are you going to quit that and enjoy being here?" he says picking up the discarded book and chucking it on the fire making it roar. "You're a villain and there is nothing you can do about it now" he says patting Chris on the shoulder "and do something about your name"
"What's wrong with my name!" Chris says looking up at his dark face.
"Chris really isn't a name for a villain, it's not exactly going to strike fear into the hearts of the people now is it. I guess we could always call you..Whiner as that's all you ever do!" Hunter laughs smacking him round the back of the head "Has it gone yet?" Hunter asks poking him in the arm making him yelp "I'll take that as a no then, you'll feel much better once it's done"
"I don't want to be here," Chris says holding his shoulder tightly and looking at Hunter. "And I don't want it ever to be done, I'm not like you and your friends and I never will be!"
"You have no choice, you're a villain now. Or you soon will be" Hunter says grinning at him before walking back into the shadows. Chris hears the door bang and he is alone again in the room.
"I'm not a villain," Chris mumbles to himself. He hated being here; he didn't want to be a villain. He loved helping people and he had loved being the hero he once was. Till he got chucked out for misuse of his powers, how was he supposed to know that the giant cow outside Beefeater was a promotional stunt and not a giant cow trying to take over the world? It was an easy mistake to make, I mean that cow, he sure did look menacing!
He stands up out of his chair and heads towards the door to his room, stumbling a little as he walked. He still hadn't got used to the darkness that his new home always had, the others told him his eyes would soon adjust completely once his good powers were replaced with the evil ones. He lifted the heavy latch to his room and entered walking over to the bed and collapsing on it. The dust filling the air and making him cough and splutter violently.
"You'll get used to it" Test says watching him from across the room from his own bed. "You'll get used to it all a lot quicker if you stop holding onto what you used to have. There's nothing you can do anymore," he says lighting a candle and putting it over on the side bringing some light into the room. "I wont have time to get used to it" Chris mumbles not even surprised at Test's presents. He hardly ever left his room and apart from Chris was the least Villain like villain there was. He never let on that he didn't want to be there too or that he hated being a villain but Chris knew that deep down he hated it too. "I am getting out of here you know" Chris says looking at him.
"I know you are" Test says nodding his head before laying down again and rolling over onto his side obviously not wanting to talk to Chris anymore.
"I will even if it's the last thing I do, I will get out of here and I'll go back to how I used to be" Chris says clutching his burning shoulder "Then this wont hurt me anymore" he whispers rolling up his sleeve and inspecting the gold 'F' tattoo on his shoulder that was burning a deep colour of red. Burning away into his flesh, it was all he had left of his old superhero group The Fozz and it would soon be gone just like his powers.
A/N: Well what did you think of this first chapter, I know it's kinda short and doesn't give away a lot about the story but do you like it? Do you think I should continue?