Chapter 9- The final straw
Two weeks passed by. Hunter and Stephanie were at their wits end with the vampires. They made a motion to them that they are not to touch the Wyatts whatsoever. Simple enough and both promised to honor the order.
Just because they promised not to lay a hand on them, didn't mean they couldn't play mind games of their own.
The Authority watched it all unfold at the office. The Wyatts took to the ring on Monday Night Raw, trying to address Daniel Bryan and wanting to turn him to their side. Hunter snickered at the thought of it. "He has the beard for it." He said to Stephanie as the two watched and laughed at the thought. Yet before they could go any farther, music began to blare through the arena. Hunter knew the music well, Stone Sour's Cardiff. But why was it playing?
Then he saw him. Standing at the top of the ramp, his arms outstretched. Hunter knew it was Dante by the hair alone, yet he kept to the darkness. What little light was available highlighted the outline of his body. Slowly he began to approach the ring, his arms still stretched out as the light slowly began to increase. All the way to the ring, Dante lip synced to the song, almost singing along with it until he stood before the ring. His hand turned upward, much like when Kane is ready to set off his pyros. Only this time, Dante was lifted off his feet and suspended himself in mid air. Slowly he descended into the ring and stared at the Wyatts.
The song was picking up. Luke and Erick stood ready to fight when a wave of the hand from Dante, both were catapulted out of the ring. The rope became ablaze as the song neared its end. Wyatt stared into the face of Dante, whose eyes changed to a haunting, soulless black. When the song came to an end, Dante vanished into the smoke as the fire around the ring somehow snuffed out.
"That song…" whispered Hunter.
Stephanie stepped in front of him. "What about it? Hunter, do you know something?"
"You heard the last part of it, this life is not enough. That was the end of it but it is said three times… each time he inched closer to Wyatt." He fell silent.
"You don't think…" said Stephanie.
"No need to think it, those blood sucking freak will take them out the moment they get the chance. We need to tip things back in our favor, we need a hostage!"
Stephanie nodded in agreement. "Why do you think we are taking care of Miss. Lee's medical bills? We will know the moment she wakes up, the moment she checks out. Everything, and we will be waiting for her when she comes back"
Hunter smiled to the idea, just as Stephanie's phone chimed. She received a message, the smile on her face was quick to subside. "She's awake." Said Stephanie.
"Good…"
"She's has been checked out of the hospital already." Stephanie quickly got on the phone and called the hospital about the details of her release. The process took some time, but when it was all said and done, she hung up the phone and stared at Hunter. "They said a big, blond man checked her out of the hospital."
Hunter was surprised. "We didn't bring Brock with us to Germany…"
"It isn't Brock. They said he was odd, really odd."
"Now, what do we do?" asked Hunter.
Stephanie suddenly looked beyond Hunter. There was one thing left behind from the attack in Germany. Miss Lee kept a small black casing close to herself, odd thing was it was covered in obsidian rock. "Maybe we should see what she kept in the odd case?"
Hunter turned and stared at the casing, he turned to his wife and gave but a nod. "It has to be something good."
Stephanie approached the box, her hand reached for it. Hunter shuttered as she just about picked it up. "Wait." He said. Stephanie paused and pulled back. "Maybe we shouldn't touch it."
Stephanie looked to the box before turning to Hunter. "For once, I agree. After everything else that has gone on, it's best we not mess with it."
"So what do we do?" Hunter asked.
Stephanie was silent to him. "I guess we wait."