In A Breath
By Kyizi
Disclaimer: All characters belong to the WWE, the story is mine. Rating: R, for violence and rape Summary: Christian turned his back on his brother, on his career and on his company, was it really all because he was jealous of his brother's success? Or was he trying to escape from something - or someone? Spoilers: Up to and including Vengeance. Setting: This starts the day before Vengeance, but we will be taking a trip back in time every now and again. Feedback: Always appreciated E-mail: wwekyizific@hotmail.com Notes: This idea came into my head after reading Karen U's fic, "It Only Hurts" where she gave Jericho a reason for being, well, an ass, I began to wonder if maybe Christian had a reason.
(Matt and Lita aren't dating in this one and they're both at Vengeance backstage for the purposes of this fic!)
For becky_kitty because she reminded me to update! Thanks for the review honey! And for the wonderful Kittie Kittie Kittie, 'cause her reviews make me smile :)
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Part Seven
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Edge sighed as he made his way through the hallways, his title belt hanging loosely over his shoulder. He couldn't help but continue to run through his mind what Jeff had said. The younger Hardy was well known for a lot of things, but there was one thing that he knew for sure about him and that was that Jeff knew people. Jeff could look at someone and tell you exactly what kind of mood they were in. And if he said that Christian was the old Christian, then he wasn't about to ignore that.
His ears perked up as he heard Lance Storm's voice echoing through the arena and he rolled his eyes as Hogan joined him. The Icon shook his head and laughed a little at Lance's words about him.
"You sure you're okay going out there?" Edge frowned, wondering if Hogan had sensed something as well. The man continued. "I mean I know he's your brother and that can't be easy."
"I'll be fine." Edge nodded and raised his eyebrows as his music began and he left the back, trying to leave his thoughts there as well. As he made his way to the ring, he tried his best to forget what Jeff had said, but he couldn't.
Edge barely even registered that Hogan's music was now playing as he eyed his brother outside the ring. He looked at the audience and wished he could be with the crowd completely. Just being there and enjoying that he was Hulk Hogan's tag team partner, but all he could see was his brother's face.
The music stopped and Edge watched as his brother stepped into the ring with Hogan, only to be promptly thrown out. Edge watched his brother's face, knowing that Hogan had been a favourite of his brothers as well. With the old Christian, he would have known what to expect; he only wished he knew what was going on in his brother's mind now.
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*Don't think about it, don't think about it, don't think about it* the words echoed through Christian's mind as he slid into the ring. But he couldn't help thinking about it. It was bad enough that he had to face his brother again, but to face his brother and his childhood hero? This wasn't going to be easy. But he had to do it, he had to win. The threat Test had made was dancing in his mind and he had to win.
Hogan headed towards Lance in the corner and he struck out, all the while the mantra growing louder and louder, until it was all he could hear. *Don't think about it* He had to win this, he wouldn't go through that pain again, he wouldn't let himself be broken again. As he struck out, he let out all the pain running through him, felt it leaving him with every hit, with every kick, but the shadow remained. He was fighting strong, but he felt so weak. He felt so lost.
He'd lost everything because of one man, everything he'd ever wanted, everything he'd ever needed; it had all been in Edge. Christian had idolised his brother all his life, more so than even Hulk Hogan, than anyone. Edge had been that constant in his life, the one person that could make everything okay; and he'd lost him. That man had taken away everything from him, had taken his life.
Memories assaulted him, threats echoed in his ears, but Tests was the loudest, it was the one that was fuelling him at the moment. The pain was there, but it was only another echo, another echo that paled next to the loss of his brother. But he couldn't be hurt again, wouldn't let Test break him, hollow him out any more. The inside was all but gone and he knew he was a mere shadow of the man he was supposed to be. But he couldn't lose that, he couldn't lose any more of who he was.
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End Part Seven
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Okay, so it's been a while - SORRY! I'm off home for about two weeks, but my new years resolution will be to finish off my fics as soon as, so thanks for the patience and thanks even more for the demands for new parts every now and again, I can always do with a kick in the arse to get me moving with fic! ;-p
Disclaimer: All characters belong to the WWE, the story is mine. Rating: R, for violence and rape Summary: Christian turned his back on his brother, on his career and on his company, was it really all because he was jealous of his brother's success? Or was he trying to escape from something - or someone? Spoilers: Up to and including Vengeance. Setting: This starts the day before Vengeance, but we will be taking a trip back in time every now and again. Feedback: Always appreciated E-mail: wwekyizific@hotmail.com Notes: This idea came into my head after reading Karen U's fic, "It Only Hurts" where she gave Jericho a reason for being, well, an ass, I began to wonder if maybe Christian had a reason.
(Matt and Lita aren't dating in this one and they're both at Vengeance backstage for the purposes of this fic!)
For becky_kitty because she reminded me to update! Thanks for the review honey! And for the wonderful Kittie Kittie Kittie, 'cause her reviews make me smile :)
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Part Seven
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Edge sighed as he made his way through the hallways, his title belt hanging loosely over his shoulder. He couldn't help but continue to run through his mind what Jeff had said. The younger Hardy was well known for a lot of things, but there was one thing that he knew for sure about him and that was that Jeff knew people. Jeff could look at someone and tell you exactly what kind of mood they were in. And if he said that Christian was the old Christian, then he wasn't about to ignore that.
His ears perked up as he heard Lance Storm's voice echoing through the arena and he rolled his eyes as Hogan joined him. The Icon shook his head and laughed a little at Lance's words about him.
"You sure you're okay going out there?" Edge frowned, wondering if Hogan had sensed something as well. The man continued. "I mean I know he's your brother and that can't be easy."
"I'll be fine." Edge nodded and raised his eyebrows as his music began and he left the back, trying to leave his thoughts there as well. As he made his way to the ring, he tried his best to forget what Jeff had said, but he couldn't.
Edge barely even registered that Hogan's music was now playing as he eyed his brother outside the ring. He looked at the audience and wished he could be with the crowd completely. Just being there and enjoying that he was Hulk Hogan's tag team partner, but all he could see was his brother's face.
The music stopped and Edge watched as his brother stepped into the ring with Hogan, only to be promptly thrown out. Edge watched his brother's face, knowing that Hogan had been a favourite of his brothers as well. With the old Christian, he would have known what to expect; he only wished he knew what was going on in his brother's mind now.
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*Don't think about it, don't think about it, don't think about it* the words echoed through Christian's mind as he slid into the ring. But he couldn't help thinking about it. It was bad enough that he had to face his brother again, but to face his brother and his childhood hero? This wasn't going to be easy. But he had to do it, he had to win. The threat Test had made was dancing in his mind and he had to win.
Hogan headed towards Lance in the corner and he struck out, all the while the mantra growing louder and louder, until it was all he could hear. *Don't think about it* He had to win this, he wouldn't go through that pain again, he wouldn't let himself be broken again. As he struck out, he let out all the pain running through him, felt it leaving him with every hit, with every kick, but the shadow remained. He was fighting strong, but he felt so weak. He felt so lost.
He'd lost everything because of one man, everything he'd ever wanted, everything he'd ever needed; it had all been in Edge. Christian had idolised his brother all his life, more so than even Hulk Hogan, than anyone. Edge had been that constant in his life, the one person that could make everything okay; and he'd lost him. That man had taken away everything from him, had taken his life.
Memories assaulted him, threats echoed in his ears, but Tests was the loudest, it was the one that was fuelling him at the moment. The pain was there, but it was only another echo, another echo that paled next to the loss of his brother. But he couldn't be hurt again, wouldn't let Test break him, hollow him out any more. The inside was all but gone and he knew he was a mere shadow of the man he was supposed to be. But he couldn't lose that, he couldn't lose any more of who he was.
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End Part Seven
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Okay, so it's been a while - SORRY! I'm off home for about two weeks, but my new years resolution will be to finish off my fics as soon as, so thanks for the patience and thanks even more for the demands for new parts every now and again, I can always do with a kick in the arse to get me moving with fic! ;-p