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Author's Note: I should have explained myself better in the last chapter. Silly me and my rushing. This is basically something like an AU type story. It occurs while Vince was feuding with Triple H.
Also, the –name means speech is occurring.
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On the next RAW, directly after the pyrotechnics have gone off, Vince rushes to the ring, a mic in hand. Once in the ring, the cheers become louder, and Vince lifts his hand into the air for silence.
--Vince: Alright, you ignorant bastard! I demand to have my daughter returned to me tonight! Right now sounds good, too. So why don't you bring your yellow carcass down here, and be sure to have Stephanie with you.
The lights go out instantly. A blue hue centers over the ring. Warped laugher sounds through the sound system.
--Warped Voice: Vince, you are ignorant one! If you ever again think that you can boss me around, telling me when and where to bring your daughter around, then you will put your daughter in even greater danger. As it stands, your precious Stephanie is cringing with pain from your last outburst. Another one like that, and I swear to you, Stephanie will feel much more pain!
The arena lights come back on. Vince's eyes are wide in disgust and fear. Immediately, he retreats backstage, where he plans to regroup. HHH intercepts Vince on his way toward the office.
--HHH: You're just gonna let that sick bastard boss ya around like that! You're gonna let him throw that punk card at ya!
--Vince: Hunter, I'd give every part of myself to save Stephanie, to go and rescue her. I try to counter him, but he threatens to harm her even more than he already has. I don't want to risk her life anymore.
HHH fidgets around, trying to decide what was best.
--HHH: Maybe you have been barred, but I haven't!
HHH storms toward the curtain that leads to the ring.
--Vince: shaking head He's just gonna make it all worse!
HHH's theme hits the sound system, and HHH storms through the curtains. He doesn't pause at the top of the ramp like usual, but continues storming to the ring. Once inside, he grabs the mic from Lillian Garcia.
--HHH: I'm not Vince, you sick bastard! You best come out and face me, and make sure you've got Steph within your grubby hands!
The lights go out yet again. There is muffled shouts, sounds of body shots, and the crowd's roars. As sudden as the lights went out, they come back on. HHH is in the middle of the ring, flat on his back. He's bleeding from the mouth, nose, and other parts of his body. EMTs rush out to the ring, and place HHH on a gurney.
The EMTs take HHH to the back, where Vince joins them.
--Vince: What happened out there!
--HHH: I dunno. winces One sec, I was demanding Steph be returned, and the next, the lights go out, and some asshole starts beating me up. It was dark, and I couldn't see him, nor land in any shots. to EMT Hey, watch it!
Vince and HHH decide that the captor, whether human or not, is definitely in major trouble. At the Smackdown! taping, Vince, Shane, and DX are in Vince's office, in a conference. A cameraman is with them.
--Vince: Whoever this captor is, he knows what we do and say, so he must be in the building-
HHH interrupts.
--HHH: And he's got to have Steph with him, right?
--Vince: That's what I'm hoping, but don't hope too much. He could just deny everything.
--Shane: So what you're suggestin' is that we go knock 'im out, right?
--HHH: shouts How in the hell are we supposed to find Steph when the bastard's out cold!
--RD: Yo, Hunter! Chill, man! It was only a suggestion.
--Vince: regaining control again What I'm saying is that we drill every person that works here, man, woman, technician, performer, whoever they are, and have them tell us what they know.
--X-Pac: But they could deny everything, like you said before.
--BG: And he's got followers. They'll deny it, too.
--Vince: If they know what's good for them, they'll talk. If they don't, we show 'em a pink slip.
The crew walks around backstage the first hour, intensely questioning everyone. Each person says that they don't know anything. Once again, they head back to Vince's office, and the cameraman is with them as well.
--BG: Maybe he just ain't here.
--Shane: But he has to be, or else he wouldn't know what we do.
--X-Pac: Maybe he doesn't speak at all!
--RD: You're all wrong! He's here, and he's gonna get one helluva whoppin' once we find him!
--Vince: Now wait a sec here! I think X-Pac may have something. Who do we all know that doesn't talk a whole lot?
--Everyone: KANE!
--Vince: grinning devilishly Exactly!
The group meet Kane out in the lot when he arrives for his match. Kane peers at each individual once at a time. Road Dogg and Billy Gunn block Kane's way inside.
--Vince: Well, Kane, where have you been?
No answer.
--Shane: Maybe checkin' up on Stephanie?
Kane tries to push his way through, but HHH grabs his arm and yanks him back to face him.
--HHH: It is you, you bastard! You better tell me where she is, or I swear, I'll beat you 'till you can't breathe on your own!
Kane stares into HHH and Vince with his one good eye.
--Kane: I … have…nothing….to do…with her.
--Shane: to HHH Let him go. He's too …searches for the right word…human to abduct her.
HHH releases Kane, and the Outlaws let him pass. All let out a collective aggravated sigh.
--BG: Has anyone ever thought that maybe she just wanted to disappear?
HHH instantly grabs Billy by the shirt collar.
--HHH: Don't even DARE think of that, Billy! Why would she want to run away from me! I swear to God, if you say anything like that again…
HHH trails off, lifting his arm, and is about to punch a cowering Billy Gunn, but Vince grabs HHH's arm.
--Vince: Don't, Hunter. Save that energy for Sunday.
HHH curses, drops Billy, and slams his fist into a near-by WWF Attitude truck. The group then heads back into the arena.
A/N: At the time I wrote this, the company was still the WWF, so I'm just letting it stick for now unless someone threatens to sue me.
Next up, Wrestlemania!