Chapter 04:

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Chris Benoit woke up to a small ball of light glowing and floating across of him. "What the hell..." he muttered, squinting his eyes to give it a closer look. The small ball of light continued to glow and float in front of him before it started moving. And as it did, it placed the World Heavyweight Champion into an alluring trance. The Canadian followed the glowing ball, leading him outside his room, which he shared with Shawn Michaels, and continued into the corridor until he was out of the house using the main door, which skeptically locked all its locks by itself, and out into the cemetery where he continued to walk on, still trapped in the strange reverie.

Amy woke up to the sound of a crying baby. She looked around only to find Matt peacefully asleep beside her. Shrugging, she tried to sleep once again. After a few seconds, she heard the baby's cries once more. Being in a state farthest from peace of mind, she shook Matt awake.

"Matt...Matt..." she whispered. Matt only mumbled something incoherent as Amy continued to shake him up. "Matthew!" she called out as Matt jerked up, looking wide-eyed at her.

"Wha-What?!" he exclaimed quite irately at the redhead.

"Ssshhh!!! Do you hear that?" she inquired.

Matt raised his eyebrow but kept both his ears very much at work. Hearing what his fiancé just heard, his eyes widened in shock. "Where do you think that's coming from?" he asked, stepping out of bed and fixing his tousled, navy shirt.

Amy shrugged. "As far as I can remember, Alfred never mentioned anything about his Master having a child."

"You're right. And none of our friends brought their children along either. Those with kids, that is."

The baby's cries grew louder and stronger as Amy panicked. "Matt! The child needs some attention! That kid's been crying since a while ago and no one's tending to it!"

Matt nodded. "You're right. Come on. Let's go look for the poor thing."

"First we hear a woman crying...now it's a child. Something's not right here, Jeff. I'm starting to get really freaked out." Trish uttered as she and Jeff walked through the halls of the old mansion in just their nightclothes.

"Yeah...something weird is going on." Jeff answered, opening the next door but found it empty.

As they walked further down, the cries of the infant became louder and clearer. "Jeff! The baby is in here!" Trish pointed out as she trotted towards the last door and opened it. Indeed, the baby was inside. Trish walked over and found a baby boy...a tiny, newborn infant who was crying agonizingly.

"Awww..." she squealed out of pity and astonishment. She picked up the child and began to pacify it, rubbing its back gently as Jeff joined in and caressed the infant's head. The child had very light brown hair and electrifying blue eyes with skin as smooth and as pale as milk. "I wonder who could've left you hear crying like that..." Trish cooed, kissing the baby's forehead as she looked up at Jeff, who also seemed to be wondering.

"Trish!" Amy called out from the door as she and Matt entered and ran towards the couple.

"Amy! Oh my gosh!" Trish called back as Amy looked at the infant.

"You found him, too, huh?" Amy asked, smiling a bit as she rubbed the baby's back.

"Yeah. He was crying since forever!"

"I know! I heard! That's why Matt and I decided to go look for him!"

"Who could possibly abandon her child here at this time at night?" Trish asked. "And why is there a child in here anyway? Didn't Alfred say that we were the only ones here besides him and his Master?"

"Exactly! That's why I'm starting to think that something fishy is going on." Amy replied.

"Me, too. And this poor thing right here isn't the only one I heard crying." Trish stated.

"Really? Then who else? Another child I suppose?"

"No. Not a child. It was more of a woman..." Trish replied slowly.

"Could it be any of the other divas? Nidia? Stacy?"

"No...it didn't sound like any of them. And besides...she seemed to be crying 'coz she was being beaten or something. Now why would any of our friends do either?"

As the two women talked, the two men just listened, letting their girls do all the pondering and the talking. But they, too, felt very bamboozled, at the same time, quite terrified. Something was very much undeniably wrong.

Not long, the baby stopped crying and fell peacefully asleep with its head on top of Trish's shoulder. "What should we call him for the meantime?" she whispered as Amy smiled and continued to caress the baby's back.

"Gus is a cute name." Amy replied, giggling a bit.

Trish giggled along. "Then Gus it is." She answered. (A/N: Just FYI...Gus is pronounced like the name of that little, cute, fat rat in Cinderella, okay? Hehe! Okay.)

Trish gently laid Gus back down on his crib as the four watched him intently for a while. "He's so tiny..." Amy whispered, leaning back on Matt as Trish did the same with Jeff.

"We better go. We can always just come back when he wakes up and cries again." Trish said as the other three nodded.

"What's going on in here?" A voice came from behind all four of them as they turned to find none other than Chris and Stephanie. The two explained on how they kept on hearing a baby's cries as the other four elucidated their side of the story.

"The poor thing..." Stephanie muttered sadly, shaking her head as she watched the infant sleep.

"What if we stay with him tonight?" Chris asked.

"What time is it anyway?" Matt asked, rubbing his ear.

Chris took out his phone to check the time, also to check if he had signal already. But to his bewilderment, he found neither. "First my signal goes out...now it's my clock. Sorry, Matt. Can't answer your question."

Jeff and Matt did the same, pulling out their cellphones only to find that they didn't have signal or the time either. All three men looked at each other, horrified as the women stared shocked.

"What the hell is going on here..." Jeff muttered, checking his wristwatch, which he had left on. "My watch isn't working either. It's stuck on 12:00 AM." He spoke.

"Isn't 12:00 the hour of the dead?" Trish queried as Stephanie smacked her hard on the shoulder.

"Don't speak of such things. You're going to scare me."

As the six began to think and ponder more on the mysterious disappearance of their signal and time, and the infant they had just found together with the cries of the woman, they came up with nothing as a conclusion therefore they decided to just head back and get more sleep. Maybe they all needed to rest themselves fully after a very long, tiring night, they all thought. Whilst they were about to walk out the room, a figure they couldn't quite reckon came from the dark shadows and closed the door, locking them in.

"I have taken cared of the other six now. Who is next on your list, Master?"

"As you know, I've gotten rid of one of them as well and led him to the cemetery where he will be coming back...never."

"Never is an awfully long time, sir."

"It is, isn't it? As for the group of Evolution, except for young Randy Orton, I have locked them in their rooms with a lock that only you and I could open."

"What about the rest of them, Sir?"

"Oh...they will be well taken cared of, I'll make sure. Just go get me the girl."

"But Master? She is in His room right now."

"Then you must do something about it. Do not displease me."

"Yes, Master. I will not."

And with that, the man walked away to take care of their next victim.

Dumdumdum!!! So what's going to happen next? Hmmm...you guys better review!!! Haha! :)