Dawn Of The New Brood

This is my 1st wrestling fanfiction I've ever done. I've watched it for well over 9 years, personally loved the older stuff so I'm writing into more of those areas. I wanted to write something different from what I usually write for a change, try something new. Plus I loved The Brood, as most people I have my favourites and their one of mine. This is around 2001-2002 area, after Edge and Christian split up and the alliance had been tackled down. But with Christian still having his long hair : ) I don't own the people, just created the plot and what's in it, not what really happened in story lines.

A mysterious blood bath happens after one of Christians matches, he didn't do it but who did...? Return of The Brood? What's really happening and who's returned and why? And... Why are some people going missing?

The small blonde sat at the end of the bed and swung his legs while he was waiting for the taller blonde to finish with what he was doing. He let out a little sigh to himself, feeling worried and depressed. While the taller blonde raced around the room packing everything he could find in the room that was a personal belonging. The taller one couldn't wait to get out of this place... And city.

"Don't worry, we'll both be feeling a lot better once we get out of this crappy place, well city anyway." The taller one tried to reassure the other.

The other let out a sigh. "I hope you're right, Edge."

"Christian..." Edge sighed softly and stopped to look down at his brother who was still sitting on the end of the massive double bed. "Don't worry... You're safe, here with me."

"Thanks, I guess... But you didn't have to let me stay here with you." Christian continued to sigh but now with slight protest in his voice. "I could've just gone and stayed with friends, they were all willing to let me stay with them."

"Because I'm you're brother." Edge replied firmly. "I wanted... To make sure you're going to be alright..."

"And why would you want that, Edge? Especially after all those stupid things I've to you."

"Everyone makes mistakes, Christian. Besides... It was almost like it wasn't coming from you. Someone else was influencing you to do those things." Edge tried to point out. "Plus... I'm worried."

"Worried?" Christian questioned and looked up at his older brother.

"Yea... I just don't think it'd be a good idea to leave you alone." Edge replied with concern on his face.

"But Edge... We've already had a week off from work while they finished all the shows for around here. They want me to have more time off but they want you to go back into work, we can't stay together all the time even if we wanted too." Christian reminded his older sibling. The company could tell Christian was to over stressed and such to work for now and let him have some free time off, Edge however was feeling better now and they really needed him back for story lines. They just couldn't spare the both of them and since Christian was the one that needed to be off more...

"Don't worry, we'll work something out." Edge reassured.

Christian looked back down with a depressed look on his face.

"What is it?" Edge asked, still looking down on him.

"I'm worried..." Christian sighed, his worries could be heard on the edge of his voice.

"About what?"

"They haven't managed to figure out who killed Jeff Jarrett, haven't even got any leads or clues. With the marks on the body they were even questioning whether it was even done by a human being." Christian explained with a haunted look on his face. He could still picture the terrible bedroom scene off the pictures in his head, could even remember the horrible smell of death that had hung in the air. The experience had changed him... Creeped him out to death. It made him see that his stupid little fights with Edge really were worthless and waste of time... Most of the stupid little things he had been doing seemed pointless now... "Plus they couldn't even trace to where the note could've come from. No particular styles of handwriting and no fingerprints were left, whoever did this is really smart at not getting caught."

Christian nearly jumped out of his skin when he felt a gentle hand lay on his right hand shoulder, his head quickly darted up to see it was only Edge trying to give him reassurance. "They'll catch whoever did it." Edge added, trying to make himself sound confident and what he was saying had to be facts.

"But Edge... What happens if they try and come back, come after me this time. Or worse... Hurt everybody around me." Christian continued, unconvinced by Edge's reassurance.

"Stop it!" Edge snapped and instructed, eye's looking firmly on Christian. "I will not allow that to happen or for you to worry over this for the rest of your life. Whoever did this just better keep their distance from us."

"Yea..." Christian sighed, still not convinced but there was no point continuing to express his doubts. Edge wasn't going to let him. Plus, they were leaving this now ugly place and jetting off to a new city, best way to leave all this behind. Edge had insisted that himself and Christian stayed together in the new city too, share a double massive suite. And right now... Christian had no problem with that, he didn't want to be alone with a murderer possibly hanging around him.

"Now. I'm just going to take a quick shower before we set off, think you could finish off packing the rest of your stuff? I've already done most of it." Edge said as he went and grabbed a shower robe and towel.

"Sure." Christian replied simply and watched Edge turn around and enter the bathroom. A few moments later hearing the shower turn on.

It turned out that Edge had really done most of the packing for himself and Christian because it took Christian less than 10 minutes to finish with whatever was left. He sat himself down again at the edge of the double bed and let his worried thoughts consume him again.

Luckily on the day it didn't take the police long to reach Christian's hotel apartment, but then again it was an emergency. Christian and his brother wasn't left there long because the police dragged them both down to the police station for questioning. The police quickly ruled out that Christian had any personal involvement in whatever had happened in the hotel room. Christian and Edge had been caught on CCTV in the wrestling arena and at the bar, proving they were nowhere near the area at the time of the 'murder'. The police did however keep the note that the murderer had left behind, addressing to Christian. Sadly it left zero clues or leads, whoever had done it was smart enough to not leave fingerprints, DNA or anything.

The news spread quickly and everybody was left in shock, couldn't believe Jeff was dead. None of them thought Christian had done it but was worried for him, thinking that someone could really be after him. They ended up having a tribute episode for Jeff, Christian turned up for 20 minutes only to attend the bell ringing part but didn't feel up to staying around any longer.

Since then Christian and Edge hadn't returned to do a show, needing a break, which was very well understood. But now they needed Edge back, he was supposed to be doing major story lines. Christian was now in worry to what he'd do while Edge was off, would the person come back and he'd be the target this time? Was switching cities really going to help him? He was now a bag of nerves. Even though his friends and everybody in the company had been really sweet and understanding to him. His closest friends, like Jericho, were the first to call in and check up on him and was wanting him to come and stay with them but Christian didn't want to burden them. Plus Edge saw the scene, understood more in his mind.

Even though they were both off the hook for not being involved the police kept phoning and visiting, asking a few more odd questions and keeping them updated with the progress. Which sadly wasn't getting very far... They examined the body, only to find things even more weird. When at a closer look there were many more bite marks on the victim and the scratches were super deep, not human made. Plus, even though there was a hell of a lot of blood on the outside... There was close to none inside the figure! It was like someone had totally sucked up all the bodies blood and even though there was a ton on the bed it was nowhere near enough for what should be in a human's body... So where had the rest gone?

Christian just kept shivering at the thought of no blood being left in Jarrett's body. And then he'd remember what the note had said... It mentioned that he was a good 'meal'. Who or what did that? It was like a... Vampire attack. But then Christian would laugh, there was no such things as vampires! A silly myth and Christian didn't believe any of it.

The closest Christian had ever come to a 'vampire' was when he was in the WWF group, The Brood, and Gangrel played as one. Gangrel had what Christian thought of as a super amount of dental work done to give him the vampire teeth. He thought the idea was funny at the time and went along with the story line, he liked Gangrel most of the time, found him almost as a father figure to him, but found him extremely creepy and weird at times too. He had only played 'quiet' on TV at the time, he was quieter than what he was now but... Wasn't totally like it. But he did wonder why Gangrel and Edge would skulk off with each for private words at times, not letting him in on some of their discussions. He would also catch Edge giving Gangrel a nasty glare from time to time, it was like Edge knew something about Gangrel that he didn't but didn't care to share with him. It hadn't mattered much anyway, Christian guessed... He didn't need to know everything. He was sad in a way that The Brood had split but at the time Edge was higher in his ranks than the group... And it was obvious that Edge didn't want to work with the group anymore, which had left Christian feeling a torn...

Christian knocked himself out of his million thoughts per second, this wasn't doing him any good. He couldn't just sit back the rest of his life and think non stop of this... Maybe it was time for him to go back to being the good old Christian and enjoy a bit of this time off. Just because he had the time off didn't mean he had to think about the murder non stop... It couldn't be healthy for him. He just didn't want to be left alone was all... That feeling he couldn't ignore.

Christian noticed he was thirsty, he'd been so caught up in his thoughts recently he hadn't really been eating and drinking correctly, he only had food and drink when Edge reminded him. In all truth he hadn't been hungry recently, his thoughts had just been making him feel ill, so he often left a good chunk of the food. Christian then remembered that there was a vending machine with some ice cold drinks outside in the hallway, only a couple of yards. He knew Edge told him not to leave his room without him but... It was only a couple of yards. What could happen in that distance? Surely no one would actually be waiting for him outside his hotel room door, literally. Plus... Edge wasn't the boss of him! If he wanted to go outside the room to get a drink then that's what he'd go and do. True, tragedy had very much affected him and such but him and Edge still had a long way to go to mending their relationship. But he was grateful that his older brother has been there for him... Christian couldn't believe himself, he was going soft. But then again... Having an OK relationship with his brother didn't mean anything to his career, he could still be solo in the ring and such...

Christian shock his head, trying to get the back and forth thoughts out of his head. Was he still mad with Edge or not? It now seemed much more complex, like all things suddenly weren't just plain black and white anymore. Did he really want to carry on with this stupid feud with his brother? It didn't seem like it was going to accomplish anything at the end of the day. Besides, where was the fun of it now? Edge had figured him out and wasn't willing to play around anymore. Edge was still his brother... His flesh and blood. Whether he liked it or not. Maybe he really wasn't helping himself by doing those things, maybe he really was just making himself worse. After all these weird things that seemed to be happening around him maybe he really did need Edge more than ever... Not as a tag partner or for his career but to just to be there and be his big brother...

Christian could still hear the shower going in the bathroom, so much for Edge's version of a quick shower! Always says he was going to be quick but his quick wasn't necessarily quick in reality. Christian also started to hear humming, Edge wasn't coming out of there to soon. Most likely trying to relax his own nerves...

Christian got up off the double bed and went to the door, he had finally decided that he really wanted an ice cold soda. And he didn't care whether Edge liked him for leaving the room or not and he was definitely not waiting for Edge to shift himself out of the shower. Christian took a deep breath before putting his hand on the door handle. Sure, this wasn't much. He only had to walk down a good few loads of steps down the corridor to reach the vending machine but this was the first time within a week that he had left a room without someone coming with him. He had been feeling that rattled and why shouldn't he? What had happened to Jarrett was something out of a nightmare. Christian shot the door open and leaned forward to look both ways to see what was out there. He blew a loud sigh of relief when it showed him that no one was around, not in sight anyway. Christian stepped out, leaving the door open behind him and started to quickly make his way down to where he could clearly see the vending machine. He successfully reached the machine and slotted in his change and bent down and grabbed the drink that he'd requested from the machine. As he was standing himself back up, drink in hand, he shivered to himself. A sudden coldness had grabbed him and started from the shoulders and went right down the whole of his spine. Christian shot his head around him but to find nothing or no one in the halls. The door to their room slammed shut suddenly but once again nothing out of the normal was around. Christian frowned at himself, thinking that he was getting way to paranoid for his own good. But even so, he quickly paced back to his and Edge's hotel room door. Christian dug his hand into his jeans pocket in search for his hotel room card key. As he did so he heard a sudden yell coming from within the room, sounding like it was coming from Edge...

"Edge?!" Christian yelled through the door, finally finding his card key and proceeded to let himself in. Christian entered the room and saw nothing had changed from the last time of him being inside and he could still hear the shower running in the bathroom. Edge's humming however seemed to be replaced by horrifying yelps and gasps.

"Edge?!" Christian called again, walking over to the bathroom door. When Edge didn't reply Christian assumed that Edge just hadn't heard him. He grabbed the handle and let himself in, the yelling had left him in serious panic. Right now he didn't care even if he did walk in on his brother still having a shower, he had to check to make sure Edge was alright. "What's the matter? You were yelling and gasping..." Christian addressed Edge, seeing that his brother was still in the shower stall, which thankfully was totally steamed up.

"It was just here!" Edge gasped but then slowly look in Christian's direction, looking very relieved to see his younger sibling.

Christian just eyed him suspiciously. "What was just here?" Christian asked, trying to ask as calmly as he could.

"Throw me a towel! I need to get out of this shower." Edge instructed, slamming the switch for the water to stop. He gave out a clear shiver, showing he was cold even though he had just had loads of hot water on him. Looked like he couldn't get out of the shower fast enough.

Christian frowned at the comment, what was wrong with him? Was this some kind of joke on him? Get him panicked or something? Because it wasn't very funny. He grabbed the nearest towel and threw it with some force at Edge. "I'm really not laughing." Christian grunted, continuing his frown directed at his older brother.

"Huh?" Edge pulled a questioning face at Christian as he caught the towel and wrapped it around himself. Then quickly jumping out of the misted up glass stall as quickly as he could.

"There was no need to freak me out! I thought you could've been hurt or something!" Christian shouted and made his annoyance clear. "I really don't like being joked on right now, you know that!"

"I wasn't making a joke on you!" Edge gasped.

"Then what the hell were you yelling about? You had me worried." Christian questioned in a snappy tone.

"I'm sorry..." Edge sighed, hanging his head. He hadn't meant to get his younger sibling so flustered and annoyed.

"Are you going to tell me or not?" Christian snapped, just wanting an answer to what Edge was yelling about.

"It's not there now but..." Edge sighed but voice laced with horror.

"What's not there? Edge, I'm really not getting it here."

"The blood!" Edge shot back. "There was blood."

Christian's eye's widened but his mind whirled, did Edge hit himself or something while he was in the stall? He pushed past Edge and glanced briefly into the stall but saw nothing but clear hot water. "There's nothing there." Christian muttered.

"I know what I saw!" Edge snapped with a serious face fixed on Christian. "I was just showering, had my eye's closed as I was finished washing my hair. But then... All of a sudden I felt a massive chill from the shoulders to all the way down the spine. I was like, what the hell!? I was having a red hot shower, what's going on? My eye's snapped opened and that's when I saw it..."

"Saw it? The blood?" Christian pushed on, listening to his brother's story, unsure whether what he was hearing was actually real.

"Yea... Blood. Pouring all over me..." Edge stuttered in a haunted voice and diverted his gaze to the ground. "It was like something out of a horror movie."

"Where was the blood coming from?" Christian continued to push, he hated what he was hearing but Edge might as well finish it.

"It was coming from the shower head..." Edge continued, horror heard in his voice. "It was raining blood on me! I was panicking... I slammed the on/off switch for the shower but it didn't turn off. The water speed even rose, totally blinding me... The next thing I know is you coming in here and me opening my eye's to find the normal hot water returned..."

"..." Christian just looked at his brother nervously.

"Christian! You've got to believe me!" Edge cried when he saw the doubt in his brothers face. "Look... I know we've had our differences over recent times but... It really happened!"

"... I don't even know what to believe anymore." Christian whispered, clearly disturbed by what he had just heard.

Edge shook his head as it hung and he wandered off into the bedroom, leaving Christian disturbed in the bathroom. Christian leaned over once again to look in the stall but this time something caught his eye... A few odd drops of blood that had been caught around the corners, the regular water hadn't washed it all away. Christian's eye's widened when he saw that, he suddenly felt like he was going to gag from the thought of Edge being showered in the stuff. Edge was telling the truth...

"Christian! Get out of there! I'm calling the police, right now." Edge put himself in the doorway and tried to grab Christian's arm and successfully pulled him out of the bathroom. "I don't care whether there's any evidence or not! I know what I saw and felt! Can't believe you don't believe me..."

"I do..." Christian muttered in a whisper.

"You do?" Edge was happy to hear those words.

"Yea... And as for evidence... It isn't all gone..." Christian continued to whisper, Edge now pulling him in a protective and security hug. Usually Christian would've fought his way out of any hug his brother would've tried to give him but he was to stunned and horrified to even register.

"Hmmm?" Edge questioned, trying to look down onto his younger brother from the hugging he was giving.

"There's a few blood drops left on some corners... Looks like the water didn't get rid of it all..." Christian whispered his explanation, head looking towards the floor.

"Christian! I told you not to leave a room without me or someone!" Edge huffed in annoyance when he heard Christian's version of events.

Christian shivered to himself as he sat in his seat, he felt like he was a child being scolded by a parent for missing curfew. He had to tell the police and of course that meant he didn't get away with it from Edge. "It was only a drink..." Christian muttered back.

"Even that's to risky right now!" Edge snapped.

"Oh, back off! You're not my father!" Christian shot back, in his mind all he could think of was, why was he shouting at me? He's not my parent, owner.

"No! I'm just you're older brother!" Edge scowled back. "Making you my responsibility."

"I need no one, or have you forgotten that?" Christian hissed.

"Don't you even try that on me again." Edge warned in a hiss. "I told you before and I'm telling you now, it's not going to work on me anymore."

"Quit diagnosing me." Christian snapped. "I'm not a little child."

"I'll quit mothering you when you quit whining. Christian. Do you even get the seriousness of this situation?" Edge shot back, glaring from his chair to Christian's.

"How can you say that?!" Christian gasped in disbelief. "You don't think I'm taking this whole thing seriously?! I've been looking over my shoulder all the time ever since the Blood Bath happened 'mysteriously'. Strange things just seem to be following me! And I have no idea who or what it is!"

"Sir's! Please. We need you two to try and remain calm in this situation." A police officer tried to calm them.

"Sorry..." Edge sighed, hands dragging down his face. His face showed his tiredness and stress. "I don't mean to have a go... I've been just so tired... And stressed..."

"Yea... Me too... I guess..." Christian sighed, not knowing whether him and Edge were working as a team or were fighting against each other at these times. It's just... It's felt like their fighting has almost been going on forever but in reality it has only been months. Guess it hurts and drags when you're fighting with someone that's close to you...

"So, what's happening?" Edge finally asked the officer who was standing opposite from himself and Christian.

"Well, we need you two to just sit here for a bit..." The officer started and saw both brothers sigh, showing that neither sibling wanted to stick around in this disgusting place. "We're running some DNA tests on the blood samples we found left in the shower. We're also investigating how this has possibly happened through the system at the hotel."

"Oh, neither of us are ever going back there." Edge warned.

Christian nodded in agreement but feeling like they might as well get a hotel checklist and tick off the bad hotels one by one. Bad things seemed to happen in each and every one that he's been staying in, causing him to move and move. "We also can't really be hanging around here to long. My brothers got a show in a totally different city in two days, we're behind as it is. Vince is going to kill us, wanting to know where both of us got too."

"Don't worry about that, sir. We've contacted you're boss and told him the reasons for delaying. You should be able to board a plane by the end of today, as long as we can keep in contact with you." The officer explained. "Plus we've taken all you're luggage out of the suite and brought it to the station, you won't even have to go back for your stuff.

"Well that's a relief." Christian replied in a sarcastic tone, partially true though. He couldn't wait to just move on and get out of this place.

"Yea, you did pack the rest, didn't you Christian?" Edge added.

"Yep..."

There was a sudden knock at the door and the officer wandered over to listen to the people that told him some new news. Christian and Edge just sat and stared at the lot talking super quietly and nodding their heads to each other a million times. The officer soon came back to them and stood in front of them with a concerned look on his face.

"News?" Edge questioned, looking up at him.

"I don't know how this is so but..." The officer stuttered, making both Christian and Edge a little nervous on the news.

"Well?" Christian pushed, just wanting the whole thing to be over.

"Well... We did the DNA test on the blood..."

"And they found out who's DNA it was?" Edge butted in, also wishing this all to just hurry up.

The officer nodded. "It's your ex wrestling partners..."

"Huh?" Christian and Edge question in unison, baffled by what the officer was saying.

"It's Jeff Jarrett's blood..."

"It can't be!! He's dead!" Christian yelled in disbelief.

Hope you enjoyed the new chapter : ) Wanted to follow up with just that little extra horror scene and thought the shower thing would fit well.