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?
"Well of course he's going to be frightened, Jeff!" Yelled a smallish dark male, couldn't believe Jeff. Jeff was wondering why Christian would be so worked up over what he did, it wasn't that bad.
"I was just being affectionate... Matt." Jeff sighed and pouted at his older brother.
"Humans don't understand that form of affection." The male figure butted in with a firm tone of voice.
"Exactly!" Matt nodded in agreement to what had just been said. "That might be nice and everything to us but it hardly wouldn't be to him, he's human. Most likely thought you were acting like gay or something and was going to either kill him or molest him."
"I wouldn't do that!" Jeff defended and frowned in protest.
"We know that. Christian however... Doesn't understand at this point." Matt tried to reason with Jeff. "I know... It's hard. We know he's part of this and everything... And we can smell his scent and everything on him but cool it!"
"Oh yea, because the whole Jeff Jarrett's murder in Christian's room wasn't enough!" The female figure butted in with a sarcastic tone of voice.
"The guy had it coming!" Jeff replied firmly. "He's been bothering people for years anyway, I call that doing people a favour."
"And you, Matthew?" The female figure continued. "Really, was that such a smart idea?"
"Well you two suggested on the plan of getting Edge and Christian closer together again and that stunt did it, didn't it now? So I don't see much problem with it." Matt defended his actions, still thinking of them not to be bad one's. "Besides... Killing people. That's what we do. And we get hungry."
"Suppose you have a point..." The female figure sighed.
"Good act and got what we were after." The male figure added. "You only did what you were supposed to be doing anyway. However... I would've chosen a way that wouldn't have scarred Little One so much. But let's face it, what's done is done and it's all worked out anyway. And the best part? They still haven't got any clues that it was us. Same for the whole shower thing, police are so idiotic. They will never figure us out in a million years."
"Speaking of that..." Matt spoke up. "You never did bother to mention what was with the whole Edge is back into the plan thing."
"Yea... Why the sudden change of heart?" Jeff added in question. "We thought you hated him and wanted him out of the way. That was the whole point of the thing surrounding The King Of The Ring tournament, to make Edge lose his grip on Christian. And get that small team... RECK broken up too."
"Can't a person have a change of heart?" Mocked the male figure, using The Hardyz now very common recent line.
"Tell us." Jeff asked, almost in a childish manner.
"Simple really... I guess. It's like you and Matthew here. Christian plays the act of independent but I feel it and sense it, he needs his big brother like you." The figure replied. "Being able to read his thoughts and feelings at times really helps. I figured if he was coming into the family then he should get to have his real brother too. Plus... Edge was in the group once... He'll mould into whatever we want for things to be."
"Suppose..." Jeff grunted, still not sounding totally convinced with that plan.
"He doesn't need Edge!" Matt fumed in protest. "He'll have us."
"And... How would you feel if you were in this experience and was denied having Jeffrey with you?" The male figure tried to reason, trying to give Matt the angle of what he thinking. "Even though Christian doesn't like to admit it... Everybody needs what feels like a real family member and who their closest to. And that would be Edge for him. Siblings always have this strange unbreakable bond... That's often still there even if they fall out."
"..." Matt didn't have a reply to that and just gave a depressing look of defeat and looked at the floor.
"He has a point, Matt..." Jeff said softly to his older brother.
"Yes... He does... Like always." Matt replied, face brightening up a little.
"Thank you, Matthew. And yes..." The male voice paused and let out a little delighted chuckle, to whom no one knew. "I'm always correct. Just like usual I always get things the way I want them."
"And they will." The female added with a nod.
"They'll end up brilliant in the end." Matt added in agreement.
"Now go on. The nights still young children. Go and feed yourselves... And if you run into trouble, you know how to find or call me." The male figure smiled, himself and the female figure started wander off into the dark.
Both Matt and Jeff nodded simply and turned around to walk off.
"Oh! And don't forget... Tomorrow. I want Christian tomorrow, you both bring him to me. Whether he comes freely or by force." The male figure called to them from behind.
"Tomorrow? A bit sudden." Matt commented on that, stopping in his tracks for a moment.
"I don't wish to wait any longer. I need my Little One to come home. If you two won't get him then I will, understand?" The male figure replied bluntly, showing he wasn't changing his mind.
Both of them nodded, both of them knew better than to argue with him. He created them and could punish them with ease. Not that neither of them really had a problem with that, they wanted it done soon too, but was just surprised by the suddenness of it.
"Fine." Jeff and Matt said in unison to each other.
"Then go. I've got business of my own to be doing, as you all know." The male replied, happy to see no disagreements. "Don't be back to late, my children. You will be needing your rest. Before the sun rises, as usual."
Once again, both nodded and turned around and walked out of the room in silence.
Christian sighed to himself, he'd had enough of looking around the building for his older pain in the ass brother, Edge. Granted though... He hadn't really tried that hard.
He was still annoyed at him from earlier, still believed that Edge was hiding things from him. The more and more he thought about things the more flaws he saw in Edge and realising, did he know this Edge at all? But who else could he be? Edge was Edge, you can't mimic someone. Or can you?
Christian was walking towards the entrance door when Edge just suddenly popped out of nowhere at him.
"Hello Christian." Edge greeted formally but softly at the same time.
Christian just frowned back at him and continued walking, knowing Edge was bound to be following.
"Still mad at me about earlier I take it." Edge sighed, walking casually behind Christian.
"What else do you expect?" Christian shrugged off, not bothering to look at him for a second. "And no, my mood has not improved. In fact, it's even worse."
"Worse, huh? You were only in your locker room, how could you be worse than before?" Edge questioned, easily keeping up with Christian's sped up pace.
"I don't want to talk about it." Christian gruffly replied, speeding his walking speed up more.
"Slow down!" Edge almost demanded and grabbed Christian's shoulder. It was a hard enough grab to stop Christian to a stand still.
Christian slapped off Edge's touches. "I really don't feel like being touched right now."
"What's you're problem? You're worrying me, Christian." Edge looked down at the hand that had just been smacked away, looking a bit hurt.
"I said I don't want to talk about it, especially with you." Christian replied nastily.
"Just what have I done that's so wrong?" Edge questioned, still showing he was a little hurt by the way Christian was behaving.
"You've been lying to me, Edge." Christian replied bluntly. "Plus you're not even acting like yourself... Who are you?"
"I've not been lying to you!" Edge shouted with annoyance, feeling like he was going around in circles. "And I hate to tell you this Christian but people can change! It's not illegal, you know!? You've changed a lot from what you used to be too! I've accepted that... You should too. We're still blood."
"Sometimes I question that." Christian sighed in frustration.
"Why? What do you know?" Edge blurted out cautiously and mysteriously.
"Huh?" Christian frowned, not understanding the comment. Turned himself around and gave Edge a questioning glare.
"Oh, don't mind me... I'm just feeling a little weak." Edge replied quickly, trying to cover up what he'd just said.
"How? You seem to sleep all day and be alert and awake for the night time recently. In like the last week..." Christian questioned suspiciously. "Kind of odd if you ask me."
"To each his own." Edge sighed. "Could we just drop this attitude now? Have I really done anything that's so wrong? We're brothers, do we have to fight over such stupid little things?"
"Whatever." Christian grunted. He continued to walk through the car park and stopped outside the shared car that him and Edge were sharing. "Can we just get back to the big hotel suite? I've had enough excitement for one day and really tired."
"Yes, better get home and you can go and have a sleep." Edge nodded and opened the car doors for them to get in.
Christian glared at the mirror in the bathroom intently, pushing his long blonde hair to the side to reveal more of his neck.
Christian was getting ready for bed and went into the bathroom to brush his hair and teeth. As Christian had brushed his blonde hair he noticed the massive bruising on the side of his neck. At first he was questioning where the hell he had gotten it from but a light bulb soon lit up above his head. Jeff Hardy. He had bitten him from that little surprise attack in his dressing room at work. There was no actual tooth marks dented into the skin but he had massive blue and purple bruising from it, horribly dark coloured. Stood out like a sore thumb.
"Edge! Come look at this!" Christian yelled for Edge.
"I'm... Comfortable. Couldn't you come here, Christian?" Edge yelled back in reply.
Christian let out a heavy sigh, Edge could be so lazy. Why couldn't he come here? And how come Edge was so wary around going into the bathroom by himself so much?
Christian walked out huffily of the bathroom, through his personal bedroom and into the next room that was right next to Christian's, Edge's bedroom.
"What's the matter?" Edge asked cooly, sitting back up from his bed to look at his younger brother.
Christian didn't bother to reply with wording and walked over and sat on the edge of Edge's double bed. He then continued to proceed and lifted one side of his long blonde hair to showed his older brother the neck area.
"How did you get that?" Edge almost choked, looking at the darkness and size of the bruising.
"Jeff." Christian replied with a massive frown on his face.
"What did you two think you were doing? That's massive!" Edge exclaimed, started to lift his fingers up to gently touch the area. "Did he hit you or something?"
"No." Christian grunted, the frown not shifting off his face. He slapped Edge's fingers away, not wishing to be touched. "He surprise attacked me from behind and it ended up with him biting me! Dude is nuts!"
"Hey! What was that for?" Edge demanded from the reaction he'd just gotten.
"I... Just don't want to be touched. It's starting to hurt..." Christian replied softly, rubbing the area with his hand.
Edge disobeyed what his younger brother had just said though. He lifted his full hand up again and gently pushed Christian's hand off the neck area and put his own on it.
"Hey!" Christian protested and frowned. Didn't he just not say he didn't want to be touched?
Edge decided to ignore him verbally and kept his hand in the area and proceeded to start rubbing it gently with his long fingers. Christian soon realised what Edge was doing, he was massaging the bruised area on his neck.
"How's that?" Edge questioned as he continued to softly press into Christian's neck.
"Nice..." Christian sighed softly, closing eye's and tilted his neck over a little more so Edge could get at it easier. Edge pushed himself over a little more, so he sat directly behind Christian to continue with the massage. Christian leaned back into him and Edge felt him starting to relax finally, Christian seemed really difficult to calm. Christian just always seemed to be alert and upbeat, it was a rare occasion that he'd let it go and relax. "Since when have you learnt to do this? You're not usually that graceful with your hands. Plus how did you know how to hit the area's exactly? You're hitting it right on the spot."
"What's with all the questions?" Edge asked, sounding like he was trying to defend himself.
"Getting a bit defensive, aren't we?" Christian shot back but eye's remaining shut.
"Defensive? Wouldn't say that." Edge shrugged casually. "And well... You're my brother, family... Blood. Who knows you better than I?"
"Suppose." Christian sighed, shrugging off any concerns that had floated into his head.
Christian bolted upright suddenly in bed, what was with all the nightmares recently? For weeks he hadn't been able to get a good nights sleep. They'd just been getting worse and worse, especially after the creepy horror show stunts that seemed to love happening around him.
Christian got up and out of the massive double bed, he couldn't get comfortable. Plus he couldn't shake the feeling that he was being watched... Was all the hotels going to be like this? He was hoping that he could've had all this stop after leaving the last city.
"Edge?" Christian called out softly, hoping that his older brother was still up. He would feel much better if he was around his brother. Christian walked up to his brother's room and knocked on the door and waited for a reply. Let out a heavy sigh and pouted when he didn't hear anything. "Edge?" Christian called out louder. Still no reply.
Christian opened the bedroom door, he didn't want to be alone and was determined to not be alone. When he quietly walked into the bedroom he softly called out Edge's name a few more times as he went over to the double bed. Christian soon realised the reason why Edge had not been responding to his calling. Edge wasn't in his room. The bed was still totally made up, it hadn't been slept in all night...
Christian's shocked and questioning expression on his face was clear to be seen, even in the darkness of the room. He darted his head quickly around the room to see whether he could see him in visual distance but Edge was nowhere to be seen... Where had he gone? Christian left him a couple of hours ago, after Edge rubbed his neck and made it feel much better, and returned to his own room for some sleep. Edge insisted on him going and getting some rest and he said he was staying up a little longer to finish something.
Christian walked out of the Edge's bedroom and started to wander and have a look around the apartment, see whether Edge had decided to go to a different room. Christian almost felt a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. Sure. Him and his older brother hadn't seen eye to eye recently, including today, but that didn't mean he wanted anything bad to happen to him. He definitely didn't want what happened to Jeff Jarrett to happen to his big brother.
"Looking for something? Or someone?" Came a questioning voice, directing from where Christian had started his search. Edge's room.
Christian walked back around and into Edge's room, sure enough... There he was, Edge. "Edge? I just checked in here... What's that on your face?" Christian stuttered when he saw Edge's face. Edge's room was now full of light and the bed all ruffled up and Edge in his bedroom stuff.
"Huh? Oh..." Edge questioned at first but then realised what his baby brother was referring to. The small amount of blood dripping down from his mouth, leaving a blood stained streak from his mouth to the bottom of his chin.
"Yea... The blood." Christian confirmed on what he was looking at. He walked towards his brother warily, something definitely wasn't right here...
"Oh... It's nothing. Honest." Edge stuttered quickly and tried to shrug off. He brushed his hand across his face and wiped off the blood that had dripped. "I accidentally hit myself in the mouth. Must've... Cut my lip or something."
Christian nodded faintly, unsure whether to accept Edge's frail excuse. "I was just in here... You weren't. And the bed wasn't used... Did you go out somewhere and just getting back in?"
"Don't be ridiculous, Christian!" Edge exclaimed, sounding like that comment totally came out of nowhere. "I wouldn't leave you here, alone. Honest, would you honestly think I'd leave you here all by yourself, no one here to watch you?"
"Suppose not... It's just..." Christian continued to shed out the doubt but was interrupted.
"Well I went to the bathroom, we must've... Missed each other walking through... And I left the bedroom really dark, your eye's must be playing tricks with you because the bed's been and being used. You must've been mistaken, I've been here. I can honestly say... I haven't totally left this apartment without you knowing." Edge protested but his voice didn't show that much of confidence to Christian.
Christian raised his eyebrow, he didn't want to fight or anything with him and say that he was lying but was that honestly true? Maybe he should just let this one slide... Avoid an argument for once. Plus not to mention he was exhausted, needed some much loved sleep. It wasn't good to have a massive argument when one's so tired...
"Why are you up anyway?" Edge questioned, challenging Christian with a raised eyebrow of his own. "You look tired. You really should be asleep, not questioning me."
"I... I just couldn't get comfortable. Having nightmares again... Felt like someone was watching me... Didn't want to be alone." Christian replied softly and slightly embarrassed to be acting so silly. He was talking quite childish and now that he really thought about it... He was sounding like a cry baby.
Edge didn't bother to reply verbally and walked back over to his double bed and got in. Christian hung his head a little, feeling very stupid, he shouldn't let these stupid feelings get to him so much. Now, even Edge has had enough of listening about it... He was about to turn around and leave the room when Edge pushed up the duvet on the other side of the bed and patted the empty spot next to him.
"Come on." Edge added softly. "If your feeling that bad then you should just come to me, it's not stupid. We're family... I only want to make sure you're alright."
"You're sure?" Christian asked. "I... I'm most likely going overboard."
"Well you don't want to be alone, do you?" Edge replied simply. "Especially if you feel like you're being watched and stuff..."
Christian shook his head, indicating no. He didn't want to be alone, he didn't feel comfortable being alone at the moment.
"Well come on then. What's family for?" Edge insisted. "It's my job, I'm you're big brother."
Christian didn't reply, he just walked over and hopped into the other side of the bed. It had to be better than tossing and turning for the rest of the night and feeling disturbed by himself. Edge and himself used to do this when they were kids and when he was with Edge he felt secure, that his big brother would protect him from whatever while he was asleep, he hoped that this would be the same.
Christian soon snuggled into his side of the double bed and turned onto his side, facing away from Edge. He'd just closed his eye's when he suddenly felt movement on the other side of the bed. He felt a long arm wrap itself around his waist softly and another hand gently stroking his long golden hair. Christian lifted and turned his head a little and pulled a questioning face at his big brother Edge.
"Just relax..." Edge whispered softly to Christian.
Christian nodded and settled himself back down again. It was actually kind of comforting... There was nothing sexual about it, they were more family like and protective touches. They sort of made Christian feel safer.
Christian soon nodded off into a deep sleep in the same position. Edge leaned over a little to observe his younger sibling and gave a big smirk. "Doesn't realise a thing..." Edge sighed deviously and continued to smirk down at him. He laid totally back down and pulled Christian into a tighter embrace with one arm and ran his other hand through his brother's golden hair. Closing his eye's for his own rest but the smirk stayed...
Looks like Edge isn't all of what he seems, of course, lol. Hope you enjoyed the chapter : ) Def love writing this one, no matter what anyone says.