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A/N: Well, here is the next installment of Someday. Thanks a million to those who reviewed, again. Your words make this story breathe. Thanks a lot. Now, on with the show!!
9:00-10:00PM
9:00 William Regal was in the back of the arena, when the video feed for the match that was in the ring suddenly cut out. The monitors in the back, the cameras by the ring, and the titantron were all black and dormant.
Or so it seemed.
After a few moments of this, with the production crew scrambling, finally a picture came up. It was a video feed of Chris. The crowd cheered when they saw him on the titantron. He cleared his throat and seemed to be looking at someone behind the camera and glaring at them. After a little bit, he began to read.
"Ladies and gentlemen," he began. "I regret to inform you that this will be the very last time that you will see me in World Wrestling Entertainment. I have called up this live video feed to announce my resignation." He paused as the crowd booed. The camera began to zoom out slightly, showing Chris' heavily bandaged hand and, accidentally, the bonds that were holding him to the chair.
Regal seemed to be the only one to notice this.
"I am announcing my resignation, effective immediate, and also at the same time, the transfer of power in the company to…" he stopped. He looked up to the person behind the camera. "You can't be serious." He said to them.
"Read it!" The person yelled.
"The transfer of power in the company to Ric Flair, and an unnamed associate." He finished. "These two men will be the co-presidents of the company effective immediate." Chris looked up.
"They are also entitled to…to…" Chris stopped reading. He glanced up behind the camera again, and then he tossed the paper away and began screaming at the camera. "Help me!! None of this is staged, I swear!!! I'm in a warehouse off of Mt. Auburn Road!!" He yelled. In the background there was screaming to shut the camera off. Chris was yelling for help again when the feed cut out.
9:08 Flair walked over to Chris very calmly, and then waited for Chris to look up at him, then he pistol-whipped him across the face.
"That wasn't on the paper." He snarled. He walked back over to the camera. "Although what you did was a valiant attempt to get some help, you failed to remember that this is wrestling. Many people think that what we do is fake. How many people do you think that you convinced?" Chris merely sat there for a moment. He knew that everything that Flair was saying was right.
"That's what I thought, Chris. You're not even sure how many people you convinced. That's not very reassuring, is it?" Flair asked. "Either way, we need you to sign this contract stating that you have indeed turned the company over to us." He said, handing Chris a pen, and holding the paper so that he could sign it. At this point, Chris wished that he could just give the damn company away. He was sick of all of the problems owning this company had caused him. He signed his signature very carefully, so as not to hurt his hand again. Flair yanked the paper away from him once he had finished signing, and smiled at it.
"Nice doing business with you, Chris." He said.
"How's your hand doing?" Randy asked from the far side of the room. Chris turned to look at him.
"Fine." He said curtly. Randy smiled.
"Doesn't hurt too bad?" he asked. Truth be told, the medicine that they had given him was starting to wear off a bit. He shook his head.
"Nope." Shawn and Jay were just starting to wake up. Batista was standing behind them, keeping watch.
"Then why are your bandages leaking?" Randy asked him. Chris looked at him hand again, noticing that it was indeed bleeding again. Randy laughed. Chris flexed his fingers and turned his hand to the side slightly to try and apply pressure to it, which was not working very well at all.
"No, no, no, Chris, that's not going to work," Randy said, walking over to him. Shawn and Jay were watching this with morbid and semi-conscious curiosity. "Let me help you." He said, grabbing Chris' hand and squeezing it extremely hard. Chris winced and squeezed his eyes shut. He refused to cry out, refused to show weakness. Randy knelt in front of him and squeezed harder. Rebecca was smiling and Flair was trying not to laugh. Batista merely kept the same stone face-no trace of emotion.
"For God's sake, stop Randy!!" Jay yelled. Randy chuckled and reluctantly loosened his grip. Chris was panting and finally allowed himself to reopen his eyes. Randy, Rebecca, and Flair were all laughing at him. Shawn and Jay shared the look of concern. Chris flexed his hand a little and leaned back in the chair. For what seemed like the thirtieth time that day, he wished that the day was already over.
9:16 William Regal was standing at the same spot that he had been for the past twenty minutes or so. He was still contemplating what was going on. He had been left in charge of RAW, so he should've known if Chris was going to do something like that. Chris had made a very detailed list for him to follow, and nowhere did it say anything about him making a video appearance. William began to believe that what Chris had begun screaming at the end of the interview was the truth. The only problem Regal had with that was what he was going to do now.
He knew that a decision needed to be made soon.
9:27 When Stephanie opened her eyes, she fully expected to see Chris sitting next to her, holding her hand, or maybe even sleeping in the chair next to her bed. What she didn't expect to see was an officer sitting next to her and two more outside the door. She was still groggy from the medicine, but not groggy enough to notice that her husband was missing.
"Wh-Where's Chris?" She asked hoarsely. "Where's my husband?" The officer sitting next to her leaned closer to her.
"Your husband was kidnapped earlier, a few minutes after he saw your baby." He said. Stephanie felt tears welling up in her eyes.
"Is he okay? Is the baby okay? What about Shawn and Jay?" she asked, one question spilling out after another.
"Your husband's friends, Shawn and Jay, were also kidnapped at the same time. Your baby is doing just fine." The officer said.
"Why are you here then?" she asked.
"Your husband requested hospital security to be warned and have men assigned to both you and the baby." The officer said. "By the way, my name is Jack." He said extending his hand. "I'm the chief of this sad precinct." Stephanie smiled and shook his hand.
"Have you heard from Chris at all? How long has he been missing?"
"He's only been missing for about an hour and a half now. We have not heard anything from him or the other two yet, but I'll be sure to notify you if we do." Jack said. Stephanie nodded. One of the officers from the outside walked in at that point.
"Sir, there is a phone call for you. A William Regal, he says that it's urgent." He said.
"William Regal?" Stephanie asked. Jack looked at her.
"Know him?"
"He the man that Chris put in charge of the show tonight." Stephanie said.
"Can I take the call in here, Madison?" Jack asked. The officer nodded.
"Hit 1, Captain." He said, and exited the room. Jack picked up the phone and pushed 1.
"This is Captain Bauer, who is this?"
"This is William Regal over at World Wrestling Entertainment. Are you with a Stephanie or Chris Irvine right now, Captain?" Regal asked.
"I am with Stephanie, why do you ask?"
9:43 "Well sir, approximately forty-five minutes ago, a live video feed overrode the video feed of the show. It showed Chris tied to a chair and reading some sort of paper announcing his resignation. Towards the end, he started screaming for help, though, he said something about being in a warehouse off of Mt. Auburn road, and then feed was shut off." Regal told him. The chief nodded.
"About an hour and forty-five minutes ago, Chris Irvine was reported missing from the hospital that I am at now. The time frame fits. Did you see anyone else in this video feed?"
"No, only Chris. Everything around him was pitch black." Regal confessed.
"I appreciate the information, Mr. Regal."
"Please send Stephanie my best wishes." Regal said.
"I will." He said and then hung up the phone. Stephanie was looking at him with inquisitive eyes.
"Your husband was seen within this hour. He had a live video feed override that of the show's and then he announced his resignation on national television." He said. Stephanie looked at him for a moment.
"That's not possible." She said.
"Why not?" Jack asked.
"Because Chris and I signed the company over to Ted Turner this morning. We had to, otherwise he was going to kill Chris." Stephanie said.
"Ted Turner is dead, which I'm assuming means that the power of the company was restored to your husband." Jack told her. "Either way, towards the end of reading this paper, he started yelling for help and gave off a location."
"Turner's dead?" Stephanie asked.
"Yes. Your husband might have revealed his location, though, so we have a legitimate chance at finding him." Stephanie nodded.
9:59 "Unless he's already dead." She said, tears coming to her eyes again. Jack stared at her for a moment.
"Yes, unless he's already dead." He said. "Please excuse me, I'm going to relay this location to my peers, and see if we can find him." Jack then got up and left. Stephanie then burst into tears.
10:00
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