Title: A Thirst for Blood

Rating: R

Chapter: 02

Disclaimer: I still don't own anything but the plot.

I'd like to apologize for the first few chapters, this one being included, being so short. It's taking a bit to get the initial plot introduced. But you can expect longer chapters starting right after this one! Thank you so much to the reviewers! I know two isn't much, but I wasn't expecting any at all!

Emi:Thanks for reviewing! I've already got the entire story planned out, so I can't really change the plot or anything. Sorry :(. But I can tell you that judging but what you asked for, you won't be disapointed ;)

Thewlis: Wow, your review just filled me with lots of happiness and inspiration to continue this! I was a huge Broodfan, and Hardyz fan, so I'm definitely looking forward to writing the rest of this story. Thank you!

A few weeks had passed since the initial return of The Brood, and since then, Edge and Christian had yet to lose a match. Surprisingly enough, there was never any interference on the part of their manager, and leader, Gangrel. Friends of the two had noticed a change, both seemed even more driven then ever before. They were slowly but surely working their way toward the Tag Team titles once again.

"I'm proud of you both. You've truly proven yourselves," Gangrel said, looking back and forth between the brothers. "You're both amazing wrestlers, and I know that in time you'll have those titles yet again. However, I feel that as a team, as The Brood, we're missing something." At this, Edge raised an eyebrow questioningly.

"Oh? Like what?"

"What I've got in mind could prove to be a very valuable asset to the team. We need something that can bring in more gold, something that can attract more of a fan base…" Gangrel's voice trailed off for a few moments. "Something that we could use to help us advance."

"Yeah, okay," Christian agreed. "That sounds good, but what exactly is going to do all that." Gangrel held up his hand and shook his head.

"Not 'what,' but who."

"Woah woah woah." At that, Edge held up both hands defensively. "What exactly are you suggesting? That we get another member? I'm sorry, but there's no way that's happening. It just won't work!"

"Relax! I'm not exactly suggesting that we add another superstar to our team. Or… a male superstar, at least."

"You want us to have a chick in The Brood!" Christian exclaimed. "There's no way that would work!"

"Think about it! If we find the right woman, we'll be looking at the Womans Title in The Brood. A female member would attract more of a fan base. Not to mention the fact that women prove as excellent distractions in and out of the ring. If we find the right one, we could have quite an advantage over our opponents." Gangrel waited in silence, letting the idea sink in. After a few moments of thought, Edge and Christian nodded.

"You know, it may just work," Christian stated.

"We could definitely give it a try. And if it doesn't work out as planned, we get rid of her. Simple as that," the manager said.

"Now we've only got one problem: what woman in the WWE is going to be fully capable of all of that?"

"Good question. Let's get to thinking." All three silently went over the WWE divas in their minds carefully.

"Trish Stratus? She's already the Womans Champion," Christian offered. Gangrel thought over it.

"No way. She's not the top of girl we're looking for," Edge said, with Gangrel nodding in agreement.

"Victoria?" Edge asked. Gangrel shook his head.

"Not enough sex appeal. Although she does have the ability to bring in the title."

"Well, Stacey Keibler is definitely out of the question," Christian said. Letting out a sigh, Gangrel shook his head.

"I suppose we just have to keep our eyes open."

"What the hell is going on?" Matt muttered to himself as he watched tapes of the matches Edge and Christian had competed in recently.

"Matt, relax. They've only gone against you guys once since they made this return as The Brood. Which means they've only beaten you once. It's obvious that they've just… trained some more, and they're working a little harder. It's nothing you and your brother can't overcome," Lita said, trying to reason with him. He let out a sigh and nodded.

"Yeah, I know I know. It's just… weird. It's like they're completely changed or something. I mean, when I was in that ring with Edge, it seemed like everything he did was the same as before only… 110 better. Each hit was harder, each lock was tighter…"

"Matt, they ain't gonna get our titles and that's all that matters," Jeff said.

"Oh yeah? How can you be so sure? They beat us Jeff! We're lucky our titles weren't on the line that night!"

"I understand Matt. But now we got a look at how good they are now. So we'll be prepared if they get a shot." Matt nodded, glancing at the television once again before turning it off.