A/N - Thanks for all the review guys.
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Seeing him standing there in front of her, smirking and then hearing his voice jolted Stephanie back from her frozen state. She pushed the door forward as fast as she could, but no luck, as Hunter held out his arm and stopped it from shutting completely. He then forced the door open the best he could with a struggling Stephanie intent on keeping him out.
As he stepped over the threshhold, he sneered down at Stephanie moving closer to her. Until his arm snapped forward and gripped Stephanie around her wrists pulling her to him, with a force only he possessed.
"I asked you a question sweetie!" He told her vehemently.
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So here he was, driving along the busy road heading to the nearest McDonald's. He pulled to a stop as the lights up ahead turned red. He couldn't believe he was sitting in Vince's 50 thousand dollar car at a red light, willingly going out to get Stephanie a meal. He could just picture her at home waiting patiently for him to arrive back.
His face suddenly turned to a frown as he reached into his back pocket. Damn it he cursed silently. He had completely forgotten his wallet, which he had left on Stephanie's bedside table, in her bedroom. He let out a frustrated groan as he turned the car around to go back in the direction he had just come from, making the ten minute journey back to the McMahon's mansion.
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"Well, I'm waiting Stephanie! Answer me!" Hunter roared into her face.
"I...I..." Was all she could stutter out.
"You dared to leave ME!" He shouted while tightening his grip on Stephanie making her cry out in pain. "I own you, or did you suddenly forget?" He demanded forcefully.
"No..No.." Stephanie replied fearfully.
Hunter loosened his hold a little, but still never relinquished the hold he had on her. He leaned down, until his mouth was right beside her ear.
"That's what I thought. Being as it's the first time you have ever tried this AND also the last, I won't be that hard one you," he informed her in a cruel whisper. Then his hand was suddenly gone from where he had held her and was now flying through the air at a high speed and struck Stephanie at a force across her face sending her to the floor.
Hunter looked down at her pityfully as she crawled backwards on her hands in an attempt to escape him. He grinned down at her as she backed up into a wall leaving her helpless to go anywhere. He noticed where he had backhanded her on her face was quickly bruising. He couldn't help but feel impressed with his handy work.
"You see, what happens when you try to get away Stephanie? I have no choice but to punish you! You make me do it. If you hadn't disappeared do you think this would be happening?" He asked her gravely. Thinking about it, he shrugged. "It probably would have! But this gives me a reason to do it! To make you learn! That I'm all you've got. No one else gives a shit about you! You have no friends, your family tolerates you at best. No one cares about you, no one can stand you enough to care about you! You have no one! Nothing! But Me! Tough love is better than no love Stephanie!" Hunter rambled on relentlessly, looking down at her and saw her shaking her head.
"You're wrong!" Stephanie replied in a harsh whisper, her voice coated with unshed tears.
Kneeling down beside her, Hunter grabbed hold of her throat and yanked her to him violently.
"If I'm so wrong, where the fuck is your cavalry?" Hunter asked her in wonder, then he forcefully pushed her head down hard until it came into contact with the hard marble flooring beneath her.
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Chris tiredly pulled into the driveway leading up to the entrance of the house. The traffic had been madness, he wondered if he could talk Stephanie into ordering takeout instead.
Parking the car back where he had got it, Chris got out of the car and swung the car door shut with a loud bang, as he turned towards the house, he distinctly heard a man's raised voice. Shouting, berating the person he was shouting at.
Chris's eye's widened considerably as he realised that it was coming from inside the house and the reason why he could hear the muffled shouting was because the door at the entrance of the house was wide open. Without thinking Chris started running as fast as he possibly could towards the open door, dreading what he would find.
He arrived only to find Hunter leaning over Stephanie, and asking her a simple question.
"If I'm so wrong, where the fuck is your cavalry?"
When he saw what happened next, Chris couldn't control the rage that surged through him at that moment in time. Without any control over his body, a feral growl escaped passed his lips, making Hunter whip his head around and stare at him in astonishment.
"What the fuc..." was all Hunter managed to get out, before Chris had launched himself at him knocking him to the floor.
Hunter looked up, shock clearly covering all his facial features, never once expecting anyone to come to Stephanie's rescue, especially not Chris Jericho of all people.
"What..what...are you doing here?" Hunter spluttered mystified.
"Protecting MY girl!" Chris growled possessively.
'My Girl' What the Hell was going on, was all that passed through Hunters mind. He was about to voice that exact question when Chris's fist impaled his face knocking his head back with the force behind it, making it connect with the marble he lay on, just as Hunter had done moments ago.
Hunter lifted his own fist to try and smack Chris back but as he was swinging it at his target, Chris saw it coming and blocked it with his forearm. He raised his hands to protect himself from the blows that Chris was delivering one after another but as much as he hoped that it would protect him, it didn't. Chris landed hits on both temples on both sides of his head, on his nose instantly making it flow with blood, smacking his lip tearing it in two, making Hunter taste the copper liquid. Chris's anger didn't seem to be dulling down anytime soon, so as a last ditch effort, Hunter brought up his knee up as hard as he could between Chris's legs, catching him in the groin. As the pain surged through his body Chris slid off to the side of Hunter and curled up into a fetal position, groaning in utter agony.
Hunter lay where he was for a second recovering, then got to his knees and made his way over to where Chris was laying. He started hitting him, but his punches weren't as deadly as Chris's had been. The blood from Hunters numerous cuts slowly travelled down his face and dripped on top of Chris's face pooling into a puddle, then slowly running down the side of Chris's face. Staining the whiteness of the marble floor where he lay.
As Chris felt the blood drip on to his face soaking him, brought him back to his surroundings. He looked up and saw Hunter's fist coming down towards him, quickly, but with sharp reflexes Chris reached up and caught Hunter's fist inches from his face.
Surprised at what had just happened Hunter lost the momentum he had built up. Chris noticing this used this to his advantage and propelled Hunter off of him, and across the floor until he came to a halt. Chris lifted himself up off of the floor and slowly walked to where Hunter lay. Just as he had had seen Hunter do to Stephanie when he had arrived at the door, he crouched down and grabbed him roughly and pulled him towards him by his hair.
"I'm not a violent man outside the ring. I'm not like you Hunter, I don't hit women who are defenseless and can't fight back. But when you hit someone I care about, who's MY girl, yeah you heard right MY GIRL. I get a little defensive," Chris informed him with an eerie, deadly calm as he rose to stand on his feet. Hunter looked up at Chris questionably, but as he did his eyes widened in panic just a millisecond before Chris's foot connected with his jaw snapping his head back violently as he sank to the floor unconscious.
"Bastard." Chris called him simply as he spat the blood from his mouth.
Instantly he rushed over and crouched beside Stephanie. She groaned as he touched her sore wrists.
"It's ok Princess, he's not gonna hurt you, I'm here now and I'm not leaving you now," he told her comfortingly.
He pulled her to him careful of her injuries and just held her to his body. Cradling her in his arms protectively. After a minute or two, he lifted her up and carried her to the sofa in the next room. Settling her down with care, he moved away and reached for the phone and dialled that well known number.
"Yeah, I'd like to report a disturbance," Chris told them on the other end.
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As Vince and Linda pulled into there drive way of their home, they were quite surprised to see a police car there also. Vince drew the car to a halt and got out of the car just in time to see Hunter being lead into the car.
Vince worriedly rushed into his home and saw Chris holding Stephanie to him still. As the police officer moved away and out of the room, Vince moved over to his daughter and Chris.
"What the hell happened here?" Vince asked.
"Hunter attacked Steph when I was out getting food. I forgot my money and came back. Thank God I did or else she would have been worse," Chris explained to him.
"How are you sweetie?" Vince asked her.
"I'm OK. Tired but OK," she answered wearily.
"Let's get you to bed Princess," Chris told her gently getting up and pulling her up carefully.
As they said goodnight to Vince and walked out of the room, they passed by the front door in time to see Hunter being driven off.
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Seeing him standing there in front of her, smirking and then hearing his voice jolted Stephanie back from her frozen state. She pushed the door forward as fast as she could, but no luck, as Hunter held out his arm and stopped it from shutting completely. He then forced the door open the best he could with a struggling Stephanie intent on keeping him out.
As he stepped over the threshhold, he sneered down at Stephanie moving closer to her. Until his arm snapped forward and gripped Stephanie around her wrists pulling her to him, with a force only he possessed.
"I asked you a question sweetie!" He told her vehemently.
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So here he was, driving along the busy road heading to the nearest McDonald's. He pulled to a stop as the lights up ahead turned red. He couldn't believe he was sitting in Vince's 50 thousand dollar car at a red light, willingly going out to get Stephanie a meal. He could just picture her at home waiting patiently for him to arrive back.
His face suddenly turned to a frown as he reached into his back pocket. Damn it he cursed silently. He had completely forgotten his wallet, which he had left on Stephanie's bedside table, in her bedroom. He let out a frustrated groan as he turned the car around to go back in the direction he had just come from, making the ten minute journey back to the McMahon's mansion.
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"Well, I'm waiting Stephanie! Answer me!" Hunter roared into her face.
"I...I..." Was all she could stutter out.
"You dared to leave ME!" He shouted while tightening his grip on Stephanie making her cry out in pain. "I own you, or did you suddenly forget?" He demanded forcefully.
"No..No.." Stephanie replied fearfully.
Hunter loosened his hold a little, but still never relinquished the hold he had on her. He leaned down, until his mouth was right beside her ear.
"That's what I thought. Being as it's the first time you have ever tried this AND also the last, I won't be that hard one you," he informed her in a cruel whisper. Then his hand was suddenly gone from where he had held her and was now flying through the air at a high speed and struck Stephanie at a force across her face sending her to the floor.
Hunter looked down at her pityfully as she crawled backwards on her hands in an attempt to escape him. He grinned down at her as she backed up into a wall leaving her helpless to go anywhere. He noticed where he had backhanded her on her face was quickly bruising. He couldn't help but feel impressed with his handy work.
"You see, what happens when you try to get away Stephanie? I have no choice but to punish you! You make me do it. If you hadn't disappeared do you think this would be happening?" He asked her gravely. Thinking about it, he shrugged. "It probably would have! But this gives me a reason to do it! To make you learn! That I'm all you've got. No one else gives a shit about you! You have no friends, your family tolerates you at best. No one cares about you, no one can stand you enough to care about you! You have no one! Nothing! But Me! Tough love is better than no love Stephanie!" Hunter rambled on relentlessly, looking down at her and saw her shaking her head.
"You're wrong!" Stephanie replied in a harsh whisper, her voice coated with unshed tears.
Kneeling down beside her, Hunter grabbed hold of her throat and yanked her to him violently.
"If I'm so wrong, where the fuck is your cavalry?" Hunter asked her in wonder, then he forcefully pushed her head down hard until it came into contact with the hard marble flooring beneath her.
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Chris tiredly pulled into the driveway leading up to the entrance of the house. The traffic had been madness, he wondered if he could talk Stephanie into ordering takeout instead.
Parking the car back where he had got it, Chris got out of the car and swung the car door shut with a loud bang, as he turned towards the house, he distinctly heard a man's raised voice. Shouting, berating the person he was shouting at.
Chris's eye's widened considerably as he realised that it was coming from inside the house and the reason why he could hear the muffled shouting was because the door at the entrance of the house was wide open. Without thinking Chris started running as fast as he possibly could towards the open door, dreading what he would find.
He arrived only to find Hunter leaning over Stephanie, and asking her a simple question.
"If I'm so wrong, where the fuck is your cavalry?"
When he saw what happened next, Chris couldn't control the rage that surged through him at that moment in time. Without any control over his body, a feral growl escaped passed his lips, making Hunter whip his head around and stare at him in astonishment.
"What the fuc..." was all Hunter managed to get out, before Chris had launched himself at him knocking him to the floor.
Hunter looked up, shock clearly covering all his facial features, never once expecting anyone to come to Stephanie's rescue, especially not Chris Jericho of all people.
"What..what...are you doing here?" Hunter spluttered mystified.
"Protecting MY girl!" Chris growled possessively.
'My Girl' What the Hell was going on, was all that passed through Hunters mind. He was about to voice that exact question when Chris's fist impaled his face knocking his head back with the force behind it, making it connect with the marble he lay on, just as Hunter had done moments ago.
Hunter lifted his own fist to try and smack Chris back but as he was swinging it at his target, Chris saw it coming and blocked it with his forearm. He raised his hands to protect himself from the blows that Chris was delivering one after another but as much as he hoped that it would protect him, it didn't. Chris landed hits on both temples on both sides of his head, on his nose instantly making it flow with blood, smacking his lip tearing it in two, making Hunter taste the copper liquid. Chris's anger didn't seem to be dulling down anytime soon, so as a last ditch effort, Hunter brought up his knee up as hard as he could between Chris's legs, catching him in the groin. As the pain surged through his body Chris slid off to the side of Hunter and curled up into a fetal position, groaning in utter agony.
Hunter lay where he was for a second recovering, then got to his knees and made his way over to where Chris was laying. He started hitting him, but his punches weren't as deadly as Chris's had been. The blood from Hunters numerous cuts slowly travelled down his face and dripped on top of Chris's face pooling into a puddle, then slowly running down the side of Chris's face. Staining the whiteness of the marble floor where he lay.
As Chris felt the blood drip on to his face soaking him, brought him back to his surroundings. He looked up and saw Hunter's fist coming down towards him, quickly, but with sharp reflexes Chris reached up and caught Hunter's fist inches from his face.
Surprised at what had just happened Hunter lost the momentum he had built up. Chris noticing this used this to his advantage and propelled Hunter off of him, and across the floor until he came to a halt. Chris lifted himself up off of the floor and slowly walked to where Hunter lay. Just as he had had seen Hunter do to Stephanie when he had arrived at the door, he crouched down and grabbed him roughly and pulled him towards him by his hair.
"I'm not a violent man outside the ring. I'm not like you Hunter, I don't hit women who are defenseless and can't fight back. But when you hit someone I care about, who's MY girl, yeah you heard right MY GIRL. I get a little defensive," Chris informed him with an eerie, deadly calm as he rose to stand on his feet. Hunter looked up at Chris questionably, but as he did his eyes widened in panic just a millisecond before Chris's foot connected with his jaw snapping his head back violently as he sank to the floor unconscious.
"Bastard." Chris called him simply as he spat the blood from his mouth.
Instantly he rushed over and crouched beside Stephanie. She groaned as he touched her sore wrists.
"It's ok Princess, he's not gonna hurt you, I'm here now and I'm not leaving you now," he told her comfortingly.
He pulled her to him careful of her injuries and just held her to his body. Cradling her in his arms protectively. After a minute or two, he lifted her up and carried her to the sofa in the next room. Settling her down with care, he moved away and reached for the phone and dialled that well known number.
"Yeah, I'd like to report a disturbance," Chris told them on the other end.
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As Vince and Linda pulled into there drive way of their home, they were quite surprised to see a police car there also. Vince drew the car to a halt and got out of the car just in time to see Hunter being lead into the car.
Vince worriedly rushed into his home and saw Chris holding Stephanie to him still. As the police officer moved away and out of the room, Vince moved over to his daughter and Chris.
"What the hell happened here?" Vince asked.
"Hunter attacked Steph when I was out getting food. I forgot my money and came back. Thank God I did or else she would have been worse," Chris explained to him.
"How are you sweetie?" Vince asked her.
"I'm OK. Tired but OK," she answered wearily.
"Let's get you to bed Princess," Chris told her gently getting up and pulling her up carefully.
As they said goodnight to Vince and walked out of the room, they passed by the front door in time to see Hunter being driven off.