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Flashbacks- /italics/

Summary: Hunter has a problem. Someone's done the unthinkable and stolen his sledgehammer. Will he find who stole it? Or will he be forced to...*gasp* start using a new weapon?

All eyes were on Randy and the rest of legacy as he began trying to prove that he didn't take Hunter's hammer, but he hadn't said a word yet. Hunter began to get impatient. "Randy why are you hesitating? Could it be because...YOU HAVE SOMETHING TO HIDE!"

Randy glared at him, "For the last time I have nothing to hide! Why the hell would I want that thing anyway? It's possessed or somethin!"

Everybody else with the exception of Cody and Ted stared at him before they began laughing hysterically. "What do you mean sledgy is possessed?" Taker said between chuckles.

Randy sighed. "It was about three weeks ago. That's when we actually did try and steal sledgy."

"I KNEW IT! You bunch of thieves! What did you do with him?!" Hunter shouted.

"Hunter, he said they tried to steal him three weeks ago." Shawn said calmly. "You've had him since then."

"That's not the point!"

"Well if you would let me finish I could get to the point!"

"Fine." Hunter grumbled.

"All right. Now as I was saying, we tried to steal sledgy three weeks ago, but after we got him a bunch of weird things started happening to us..."

Randy limped slowly back into the locker room after another grueling match with Hunter. "Damn it! What is it with him and that stupid sledgehammer. He gets way to swing happy with that thing."

"You're just stating the obvious Randy." Cody said as he sat down on a bench. "I think I still have the bruises from when he hit me with it in that steel cage match before Wrestlemania. It's like that thing is permanently attached to him or something!"

"At least you didn't walk in on him giving it a pep talk before the match like I did." Ted shuddered as he recalled the memory. "For a week, I kept twitching every time I saw him."

"So that's what happened! I was really wondering why you were twitching all the time. I thought you were on some kind of lemon diet."

"Oh shut up! I'm as tired as you are of having that hammer kick my ass every week, so we really should do something about it."

"Like what?" Randy asked.

"It's simple. We steal it." Cody answered.

"You've gone completely nuts, haven't you?" Ted exclaimed. "Do you know how closely he watches that thing? We would never be able to touch it!"

Randy smirked."That's where you're wrong my friend. You forget he can't be with it all the time and there's three of us and only one of him."

"...So that's when we came up with the plan to steal you hammer during your next match." He explained. "We made sure that you wouldn't have to use it during a match, so you wouldn't notice it was missing."

"You do know this story has nothing to do with why you were at the arena so late last night, right?" Jeff pointed out.

"I'm getting there! Just keep your moth shut Hardy!"

Jeff pouted and shrunk back and Matt glared at him, "Don't talk to my brother like that jackass!"

Randy stood up and leaned into Matt until their noses were almost touching. "And what are you gonna do about it?"

Matt didn't answer, but he did slap Randy hard across the face. Of course Randy returned the slap with a punch, and the punch became a tackle, and the tackle became an all out street fight.

Cody just sighed as he watched the two fight on the floor, "I guess I'll be the one continuing the story. Well the next night we heard Shawn talking to you right before your match..."

"Hunter! Come on already. Your match is getting ready to start." Shawn said impatiently.

Hunter looked up from where he was putting his hammer back into his bag. "I don't see why I can't use sledgy tonight. Vince has been having me use him in all my matches the past few weeks."

Shawn shrugged, "I noticed. I guess he wanted to switch it up tonight." He glanced down down at his watch and grabbed Hunter by the arm. "Look the stage managers are gonna kill me if I don't get you out there on time."

Hunter stumbled back and winced when he heard sledgy hit the ground. "Damn it Shawn! Take it easy."

"Later! I hear your music starting." Cody grinned as he saw the two degenerates run past him and he knew this was his chance. He waited until he was sure the hall was clear and snuck into the dressing room. He saw his prize lying on the ground and grabbed it. "Now why did I think a SWAT team would suddenly appear when I picked this up?"

As soon as he said that he was suddenly knocked forward as a ball hit him in the back of the head. "What the hell?!" He quickly turned around and saw an empty doorway. "I thought closed that door when I came in here." He picked up the ball and went back out to the hallway. It was still empty. "Something is very very wrong here."

Ted sat in Legacy's dressing room as he waited calmly for Cody to return. When the door suddenly burst open and Cody ran in, sledgehammer in hand. "What's the matter with you?"

Cody quickly locked the door and rested against it for to make sure it would stay closed. "There's something wrong with this thing!" he panted as he shook the hammer at his teammate. "Every since I stole this, I've been getting hit in the head with a bunch of strange objects.

Ted stared at him in disbelief. "What? You're kidding me right."

Cody shook his head, causing some lettuce to fall out. "First it was some soccer balls, then somebody's boots, a couple of microphones, and some food, and the bad thing about it is, every time I look around...THE HALL WAS COMPLETELY EMPTY!"

"So you're trying to tell me there's a ghost after you?"

"No! I'm trying to say Hunter's hammer is possessed!"

Ted chuckled and grabbed sledgy from Cody, "See there's nothing strange about this hammer. I think some of the guys were just playing tricks on you. Just take it easy." The whole time he'd been talking to Cody he had been subtly scratching his arm. The scratching then moved to his shoulders, then to his back. Cody noticed this and stared at him questioningly.

"What's wrong with you? You're scratching like you've just rolled around in a pile of itching powder or something."

"I don't know! I just can't stop itching. It's driving me insane!" By now, Ted was scratching all over. His legs, his back, and even his face weren't off limits to the irritating itch.

"Drop the hammer! Maybe that will get it to stop." Ted did as he was told and threw sledgy to ground. He instantly stopped jumping around, but he was still scratching. "It didn't stop?"

"It's not as bad as it was before, so I think I can deal with it."

"What are we gonna do about that?" Cody said as he pointed to sledgy.

"Just leave it. We'll let Randy deal with it when he comes back."

"After that we just left sledgy on the ground and waited for Randy's match to end, but we couldn't help but wonder what would happen to him once he picked that thing up." Cody explained.

"So let me get this straight." John began. "Are you trying to tell us that Hunter's sledgehammer, which we've all been hit with countless times, is cursed?"

Before Cody could answer Ted interrupted, "We prefer possessed. We don't believe in curses."

John tried to hold back the chuckles, but it just didn't work for him. Morrison looked at him and shook his head. "You really shouldn't laugh Cena. I've talked to to some of the other guys and they've said strange things happen around sledgy too."

"Why is this the first of I've heard of this?" Hunter wondered aloud.

"Why would something happen to you and your sledgy's owner?" Shawn asked.

"Look we're getting off topic here." Hunter said.. "Ted finish the story."

"Well" Ted began. "After Randy came back from his match, he wanted to know why we still had sledgy in the locker room with us since we were supposed to get rid of it. We tried to explain what happened, but he wouldn't listen to us..."

"What is wrong with you two? Can't you guys understand simple directions?!" Randy shouted.

"Look Randy, you really don't know what we went through to get it in here. If you want it gone so badly, then you get rid of it!" Cody shouted back angrily.

"Fine!" Randy grabbed sledgy and began walking out of the locker room when he heard purring coming from outside. He opened the door and stared at the ground where there was a small black cat. "What the hell is this doing here?"

"See it's starting already!" Ted shouted from inside the room.

"Shut up!" When Randy looked back in front of him there was two black cats in front of him. He looked up and down the hallway and saw some of the guys and some the stage managers. "What is going on here?"

The other members of Legacy came up behind him. "We told you that thing was possessed, but you didn't want to believe us and now you have black cats following you. Do you know how many years of bad luck you'll have yet?" Cody said.

"There has to be some kind of logical explanation for this." Randy looked in front of him again and now saw there were four black cats just sitting there and purring. "And even though I don't know what it is yet, there has to be one!"

"Maybe we should just give sledgy back to Hunter. I really think that's they only way all of this will stop." Ted looked down at the cats which had now grown to six. "Unless you like having a group of cats following you."

"Fine." Randy growled out. "We'll give Hunter his stupid hammer back."

The show was already over, so most of the superstars were back at the hotel. The ride back was interesting, to say the least. Randy's car was being pelted with garbage, and by the time they arrived at the hotel Ted was covered in calamine lotion and there was a trail of cats following them that was at least six feet behind them.

When they walked in all the legacy members received strange looks from their coworkers, but one glare from Randy silenced them, at least until they heard all the purring that was coming from behind him. Then the looks became laughs. "Okay, now what room is Hunter in?"

Cody looked at the slip of paper the he got from the lady at the desk. "319. I hope this works. I'm sick of having things thrown at me."

"How do you think I feel?! I haven't been able to stop scratching since we left the arena. Now it seems just being near that thing makes me itch!"

"Both of you shut up!" Randy knocked on Hunter's door and waited for him to answer. Of course things just can't go easy for him and Shawn answered the door.

"Randy? What are you doing here?" He asked. He looked over the three superstars standing outside the room and was instantly confused. "What happened to you guys?"

"Just go get Hunter." He ordered.

Shawn shrugged. "Fine Fine. You're so grouchy." Instead of going back into the room Shawn just turned around and shouted. "Hunter! Randy's out here with a bunch of black cats for you!"

Hunter came groggily to the door. "Is it really necessary for you to yell Shawn?" He glanced over at Randy who just shoved sledgy back in his arms and started walking away.

"Don't ever bring that thing near me again!" He shouted back.

The two remaining legacy members stared at the game nervously. "You left it at the arena and we just wanted to bring it back." Ted explained.

"Now since we did, we have to go now. You know we have to go feed all those cats, so later!" Cody pulled Ted away and began following Randy back down the hall.

"What the hell was that about?" Shawn asked.

"I don't think I want to know Shawny. I am glad they brought sledgy back though. Let's go get some sleep. I really don't want to think about Randy's strangeness tonight."

"And that's why we never ever would try to steal sledgy again." Ted finished. "We just got back to normal about a week ago."

"That really was a great story guys, but you still didn't answer my question. Why were you staying at the arena so late?!" Hunter shouted. He wanted his hammer back and he didn't seem any closer to finding it that he was this morning.

"Well after the show ended we saw John go into your dressing room and come out with the bag you keep sledgy in. We told Randy and we were waiting for him to come out of the arena so we could warn him when you saw us." Cody explained.

Hunter immediately rounded on the chain gang commander, "So it was you Cena! What do you have to say for yourself?"

"That I didn't do it." He answered simply.

"Don't get smart with me! So what's your story that I probably won't believe since we have witnesses that put you at the scene!"

"First of all, your witnesses just said your hammer was possessed. You're gonna believe that over me?" John asked incredulously.

"He does have a point Hunter." Taker said.

Hunter sighed. "All right I'll listen to him, but John at least have your story take place last night instead of three weeks ago. I think I lost a couple a brain cells just listening to Legacy's story."

Even though legacy's been ruled out. There are still more suspects with very interesting motives for wanting sledgy. What possible reason could John have to take sledgy?