Editors Note: Sorry I couldn't update yesterday! My friends stayed the night so I was busy e/ them. Well here's the new chapter! Thanx for the reviews on thus story and Unknown Love! Keep them coming I love reading them!
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"You ass!"
John pounced on the bag of trash, punching the man with all his might. The mystery man finally pushed him off and made a run for it. John held him back and pushed him back in the trash.
"You jealous son of a bitch!"
"John I can explain I swear!"
"What do you need to explain? You wanted to be the only long blonde haired Canadian in the WWE? Adam that's not a good excuse!"
"She was getting all the attention! I had to do something!"
"So you were gonna kill her!"
Sirens filled the air. John smirked. If he turned Adam in, Teddy would praise him and give him whatever he wanted. Vince would put as the top of the WWE franchise.
"Stay."
Adam would have already since he ached from all those blows to the gut. He laid there in the trash bags thinking about what he did. But yet, he didn't regret what he did. Trish wasn't the only top athlete in the WWE. Just because she retired doesn't mean she doesn't get to hog the spotlight. Since this happened, she would probably get more attention. That's the only thing he regretted about crashing into Trish's cab. He saw the police head toward him.
"Adam Copeland you are being accused of a hit and run. Do you plead guilty?"
Adam sighed. He could say goodbye to his job at the WWE. Once Vince found out he would be fired for good. But he wouldn't leave without a fight. But before he could throw a punch, a familiar face stood behind the police man and knocked them out with a sledgehammer. He helped Adam up.
"Where'd you get that?"
"Hunter gave it to me before I left for here. Don't know why…."
Adam looked at the large man. A plan ran in his head.
"You know what happened earlier today?"
"Yeah man."
"How about we double that? I have a score to settle with John."
Within minutes, the alliance of The Animal and The Rated R Superstar was formed.
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John walked out of the alley and told him who was in the alley. The police man thanked him and walked to the dark alley. He joined all the other stars crowding around the ambulance which Trish was in.
"Chavo what are we waiting for?"
"A paramedic said he'd be right out to say the condition of Trish."
John saw Smackdown fans leave the arena and head to the ambulance. But security wouldn't let anyone pass through. The crowd started a Trish chant. Teddy came out with Maria by his side to the wreck.
"I think she needs you."
Maria fell into John's arms. She looked asleep, but that wasn't the case. Her pulse was slowing down. John got worried immediately. He set her down on the cold cement and put his shirt on the ground so she could lay her head down.
"Maria stay awake. Whatever you do, don't fall asleep."
"But baby I'm so tired……please let me sleep."
"Not now. Wait here I'll be right back. Vickie! Watch Maria for me!"
John ran to find the nearest paramedic.
"I'm not a damn babysitter!"
John ignored Vickie. Just then a paramedic stepped out of the ambulance. The street was suddenly silent.
"Trish seems to be unconscious. He will take her to the hospital for further evaluation."
The paramedic stepped in the ambulance and told the driver to go until Vickie got his attention again.
"Maria has no pulse!"
John ran back to Maria who eyes were closed. The paramedics put on the stretcher and started to perform CPR.
"Hell no! I'm her fiancé. I should have the privilege to do CPR on my future wife."
John pushed the paramedics backed and did CPR on Maria. After about one minute, Maria got a pulse back. All the superstars grew worried. Was this the downfall of the WWE as they knew it? The paramedics lifted the stretcher into the ambulance next to Trish. Many of the fans were crying, but all were clapping for the bravery of them. But cheers turned to screams as a gunshot filled the air, hitting a superstar smack dab in the chest.