This is a bit of a usual story. Even by my standards. A few people know what I mean.

Romanticide

TITLE: Romanticide

AUTHOR: Juliet3:16

EMAIL: R

CONTENT: VIOLENCE, ADULT LANGUAGE, POSSIBLE NON - CON, MENTAL TORMENT

CATEGORY: ADULT, DRAMA, ANGST, HORROR, To anti - Kliq fans: This is a Kliq heavy fic.

SPOILERS: Through New Years Revolution. Then things take a right turn at the end of the Elimination Chamber match

SUMMARY: Somebody's revenge goes too far.

DISCLAIMER: I won none of the characters in the story. They belong to either the McMahons or the Jarretts.

DISTRIBUTION: WWOMB, anybody else please ask.

Romanticide

Prologue

Kevin Nash, Scott Hall, and Jeff Jarrett were holed up in a hotel room in Orlando, trying to plot out NWA-TNA's Final Resolution pay - per - view. Hall was fairly sure that he could beat his opponent, which had now been changed from Hector Garza to Jeff Hardy, due to Garza having immigration problems. Nash was determined to beat Diamond Dallas Page and Monty Brown in that three-way number one contender's match to face Jeff Jarrett for the NWA title in the PPV's main event. However, if Jeff thought that Nash was winning that match just to lie down for the current NWA champion, then Jarrett had another thing coming.

Sighing, he ran a hand through his short, gray hair. He was thinking of dyeing it again. The 'silver fox' jokes by Brown were getting under Nash's skin. If he thought it would not take so long, Nash would grow out his hair as well. He made a mental note to kill a certain Canadian the next time Nash saw him.

'Damn Chris Jericho,' Nash thought.

At that thought, Nash was pulled into a more pressing one: Glancing at the clock, he realized that the World Wrestling Entertainment PPV New Year's Revolution should be over anytime now. Shawn Michaels had promised to call Nash and Hall when his duties as referee in the Elimination Chamber Main Event were over. Those close to Shawn, Nash and Hall included were concerned about him taking Bischoff's offer so soon after knee surgery. It was a match where anything could happen and the thought of Shawn being in that structure with Jericho, Hunter Hearts Helmsley, Chris Benoit, Randy Orton, Edge, and Batista worried them. Especially with Hunter involved. Their former friend had become almost schizophrenically psychopathic, especially in the weeks after Survivor Series, that Triple H had almost become a different person.

The ring of a cell phone tore through the air as Scott Hall looked at who was calling his phone. The look of relief in Scott's eyes told Nash that it was indeed Shawn. Nash noticed out of the corner of his eye annoyance on Jeff Jarrett's face; neither Nash nor Hall cared about it. If Jeff wouldn't let them watch the PPV, then he could deal with a brief phone call to assure them that their friend was all right.

"Yo, Shawn," Scott answered the phone, "everything cool in Puerto Rico?"

Scott's face grew serious, then concerned, alarming Kevin.

"Whoa, whoa, Shawn, calm down, buddy. No, we didn't see the PPV, somebody thought it would be too distracting," Scott said, giving a pointed look at Jeff Jarrett. Jarrett looked like he was going to open his mouth and squawk out some indignity, but a glare from Nash kept him quiet. If something happened in Puerto Rico, and from the grave look on Scott's face, it obviously did, then Kevin didn't want the so - called King of the Mountain sticking his noise in it. Kevin watched his best friend go bone white.

"No, come on Shawn! Tell me it's a joke! That its somebody's idea of a joke!" Hall practically shouted into the phone, panic in it. Listening on his end, Hall struggled to calm down.

"Okay, man, where's RAW going to be tomorrow night, because I don't know if I'm still banned in Puerto Rico," Scott told Shawn, his voice quieter than Kevin had ever heard it. Nash looked at the suitcases next to the door of the hotel room. Thank goodness him and Hall hadn't thought to unpack them yet. Kevin had a feeling time was not a precious commodity.

And if Jeff Jarrett had a problem with them leave it, he could go to hell.

"Yeah, it's not that far a drive. Yeah, me and Kevin will get there as far as we can. Yeah, yeah I know Shawn. Me and Kevin will figure out a way to give everybody the news. Yeah, they especially shouldn't find out before it hits the net. We'll be there soon. Hold it together until we get there. Bye Shawn."

Scott hung up the phone and stood unmoving for a few moments, not saying anything. Part of Kevin wanted to shout at Scott to tell him what was going on with Shawn; the other part deep in Kevin's gut, dreaded whatever Shawn had told Scott. Whatever had panicked his two friends probably wasn't something Nash wanted to hear.

Then when Scott said what was wrong with two words, Nash was sure he had not wanted to hear it:

"Hunter's dead."

Um... There will be more to come soon. Thanks for reading runs