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?
Christian sighed as he dropped some of his stuff down to the ground of his dressing room. Another typical day... For recent days anyway. It really did feel like he didn't do much in the daytime anymore, all the common stuff seems to happen more in the evening or night time. He was starting to feel like a real life vampire because of Edge and his ways and he often had Edge demanding he do the same ways.
Christian jumped when he heard the dressing room door open and a blonde peer into his dressing room.
"Christian?" The blonde asked softly and totally letting himself in.
"Oh! Jericho... It's just you." Christian sighed, almost to much from relief.
"Hey... What's up? You seem nervous..." Jericho commented. "You haven't got any matches or anything..."
"Oh it's nothing... Just thought you were Edge coming through the door." Christian shrugged off.
"And you would be jumping from him opening your dressing room door because...?" Jericho questioned in a sarcastic tone. "I thought you and your bro were going great again. Well... Private bro relationship anyways..."
"It is..." Christian tried to protest.
"So... Why?" Jericho pushed.
"Oh... It's just he hasn't been giving me much breathing room recently, especially today." Christian explained roughly. "I got impatient, waiting for him because he doesn't seem to like being awake for daytime, and left to come here without him."
"I thought you hated being by yourself recently... Especially after the whole Jeff Jarrett thing and all... Everyone's still way on edge after that."
"True. But at the rate Edge was going we wouldn't make it here till it was total darkness." Christian replied in a sarcastic voice. "And I couldn't stand staying in that hotel room any longer than needed."
"Why? Not like he's a vampire." Jericho joked off the comment.
"Ha! I know." Christian laughed with him. "He's just gotten really strange recently. Seems to be sleeping a hell of a lot. It's not like he's allergic to the sun or anything because I've seen him in it but he just seems to be very tired when the sun's up. As soon as it's dark he seems to switch on like a light."
"Doesn't he sleep during the night?" Jericho frowned.
"Yea... But often up late or whatever but I didn't really think much of it because our job is late work." Christian shrugged.
"You're telling me." Jericho complained. "So... Basically you're jumpy because you left without your brother."
"Yea... And he's most likely going to be mad at me for it too." Christian frowned.
"Man... I'm glad I don't really have any relatives working for the same company." Jericho sighed, sounding happy about that. "Your bro's acting like a mother sometimes."
"Hey! It's not his fault." Christian pouted in protest. "He's... Just a little defensive and protective over me after the Jarrett thing."
"Suppose." Jericho grunted. "Still, no need to put you on lock down. Nothing bad has really happened since the shower thing... Has there?"
"Nothing really."
"Nothing really, huh?" Jericho repeated Christian's words but didn't believe them. "You can tell me you know... If you're in trouble or anything..."
"I'm not in trouble. I've just had some really bad things happen around me recently. Edge has tried being my rock in all of this." Christian insisted with a frown. "I'd just rather not talk about it much... Recent things just make me feel uncomfortable."
Jericho nodded, seeing that his best friend didn't want to go into it anymore. "Well... I better get going. Not all of us have the night off! If you need me I'll be in my dressing room. Stop by later, OK?"
"Sure." Christian smiled slightly back and watched Jericho leave the room.
Christian returned to focusing on his bag and started ruffling through it. Christian had his back turned to the door while he was doing so but heard the click of the door opening again.
"What's the matter? Forgot something again Jericho?" Christian joked as he continued looking through his bag
When Christian didn't get a verbal reply, just hearing footsteps, he cautiously turned around to look behind him. "Edge! Oh... You're here." Christian blurted out, startled to see his older brother.
"Why did you leave without me?" Edge demanded with a major frown on his face. "You took the car, I had to end up getting a taxi here."
"Whoops!..." Was the only thing Christian could think of saying at that specific moment in time. "I kind of... Forgot that we shared the car at the moment... Not used to really sharing it..."
"Whoops? Whoops!?" Edge exploded at Christian. "You could've left a note saying where you were going and everything!"
"I didn't think I needed to!" Christian shot back. "I thought it was pretty obvious where I was heading to! I don't need your permission, Edge."
"You could've waited!" Edge snapped.
"You were taking forever!" Christian exclaimed back him. "What's you're problem? Don't like getting up before nightfall or something?"
"I thought you hated going around by yourself after everything that's happened recently." Edge pointed out. "Especially after the Jeff incident yesterday."
"I don't..." Christian stuttered from the comment. "But I figured that not really anything could happen to me while I was in a car. Plus I thought you wouldn't be to far behind..."
"Well, don't scare me like that again!" Edge shouted back in reply, making it sound like a demand.
"You were scared?" Christian replied, trying to hide his stunned voice. Edge wasn't usually scared of anything, he barely even worried over basic things. The only time he'd ever seen Edge that worried was when he'd joined Gangrel and was against him. And when Edge thought he'd picked Gangrel over him and loved The Brood more, when he was shoved out of the group. "We've never had to tell each other where we were going before... When we in a team or a tag..."
"Well that was different." Edge replied sternly. "We weren't having all these things happening before!"
"Just because we're improving our brother relationship doesn't mean we've got to be stuck to each other." Christian also pointed out.
"Fine, fine." Edge sighed in defeat a little. "Guess it doesn't matter this time... As long as you're alright..."
"Of course I am." Christian replied. "And fine for me too. I won't do it again as long as you don't take so long!"
"Fine." Edge huffed, hated being called basically slow.
"You better get changed." Christian suggested, wanting to change subjects. "It's an early show tonight, most likely going to start any minute. And... You've got a match tonight."
"You're right." Edge sighed. "Mind if I just changed in here? I'll change back in my own."
"Sure." Christian shrugged. "It's not like I've got a match or anything in any recent times."
Tap Tap Tap
Christian's foot tapped impatiently as he waited for his older brother to return. He had watched Edge's match on the TV in Jericho's dressing room, it went brilliantly, like usual. But even better than usual. Christian was starting to question why Edge was suddenly a lot stronger than what he'd seemed to be before... He was starting to use the same stunts as The Hardyz, after they went missing and came back. Was there something he was missing? Either that or it was something they were starting to eat.
Christian glanced his head down and looked at the watch on his wrist. Where the hell has he gotten to? Vince said they could leave as soon as Edge's match was over and that was well over an hour and a half ago... It doesn't take Edge that long to change! He was very tempted to leave but remembered earlier, Edge got extremely pissed off when he did that.
"Hey... Christian..." Came a voice from the door.
"Hey Chris." Christian sighed, recognising the voice of his best friend immediately. "Come in."
Jericho did what Christian said and entered the room. "Thought you'd be gone by now... Saw that you're lights were on and was questioning why you haven't gone off..."
"You can ask my stupid brother that question." Christian huffed, annoyed at being reminded.
"Hmmm? Hasn't Edge come back from his dressing room yet?" Jericho questioned with a frown on his face. "It's only just up the corridor from here."
"Tell me about it. I don't know where the hell he is either."
Jericho sat himself down on the bench Christian was on.
"What are you doing?" Christian questioned, looking at his friend.
"Well... I'll wait with you then." Chris Jericho replied with a shrug. "We both know that he wouldn't have left without you. I haven't got anything better to do, might as well wait with you."
"Thanks." Christian smiled slightly. He held up his watch again and sighed heavily. "In a about two hours the sun will rise again... This show really did take longer than expected!"
"Yea and most people have already headed off elsewhere." Jericho nodded.
"So would I have been if it wasn't for Edge." Christian huffed again. "I'm so tired! Going to have to sleep in the whole of tomorrow at this rate!"
"Then you'll be matching him." Jericho replied in a joking tone of voice.
"I swear... If he's doing this so I mimic him... He'd be so dead!" Christian frowned and said in a threatening tone of voice.
"I say... Give him another hour, at max, and then we'll leave or look for him or something..." Jericho suggested.
"Suppose." Christian grunted, feeling like he'd waited more than long enough for his brother already.
"That's it!" Christian yelled finally after looking at his watch. "We've waited an extra hour and a half! Enough is enough!"
"You're right. Maybe he got caught up in something and left without you without realising." Jericho agreed.
"And you honestly believe that? With his recent attitude and all?" Christian demanded, not believing Chris Jericho's feeble explanation.
"No..." Jericho sighed, not believing his own wording. Edge really wouldn't leave his younger brother alone, not without saying something.
"What should I do?" Christian asked in a worry.
"I'll tell you what you're going to do." Jericho replied firmly, trying to take charge of the situation. "Pick up your stuff and head out to the shared car and see whether Edge has taken it. If he has, just go and get in my car." With that Jericho flung his car keys over at Christian, Christian nodded and grabbing them with ease. "If he hasn't... Just wait in it."
"And what will you be doing?" Christian asked, actually glad that he'd decided to take control over it.
"I'll pop to Edge's dressing room, see whether he's still in there or not. So don't worry, I'll most likely be right behind you. If you have any major prob's just phone me on my mobile." Jericho continued to explain. "We'll drive to the hotel and check your room, if he isn't in there then looks like you'll be spending the night with me."
"But what about Test? Your sharing a room with him aren't you?" Christian quizzed.
"Yea but... He can sleep on the couch for one night. I'm sure he'll understand once we explain. Plus he's been back at the hotel for hours, most likely got most of his sleep in already." Jericho shrugged off. "He can also sleep just about anywhere, so I'm sure he'll be fine."
"Ok... I guess..." Christian sighed, not to sure that it would be so 'alright' as what Jericho was putting it as.
Christian got up off the bench and picked up his bag of stuff and turned to his best friend, who was now opening the dressing room door. Both left the room and securely shut it from behind them.
"I'll see you in a minute, Ok?" Jericho reminded, wanting to make sure Christian was really going to be alright with being left alone. "Or would you prefer coming with me?"
"I'll be fine." Christian replied in protest. "I'm sure nothing that bad will happen to me, I haven't got that far to go to get to the parking lot. Plus... Look at these corridors and the time. This place is deserted, everyone's most likely already back at their hotels and sleeping."
"Alright..." Jericho shrugged and turned and started walking off in the opposite direction.
Christian watched Jericho wander off for a moment before turning around himself and walking down the corridor in the opposite direction to his best friend. Christian shivered to himself as he walked down the long corridors, why do these places seem to get so chilly all of a sudden? He sped up his pace, not wanting to hang around anymore and hoped Jericho really wasn't going to be to far behind him. It must really be getting late... There was no one in sight in this building. But could Christian blame them? Look at the time!
Christian had two more corridors to go down and take a lift before he reached the parking lot. Before he could get really any further he saw two dark looking figures leaning against opposite walls from each other. Christian immediately stopped in his tracks when he saw them, knowing exactly who they were. He was about to spin on his heel and turn around to find another way out until...
"Well... If it isn't our favourite blonde, Jeff!" Came a voice, speaking loud deliberately so Christian would hear.
With that Christian didn't bother to fully turn around, no point. He'd already been spotted. "Look... I really don't want any trouble..." Christian sighed in annoyance as he walked closer to them. "It's getting late. I just want to go find my car, get to my hotel and get some sleep."
"Good." Matt smiled sweetly. "That means we're all on the same page."
"Huh?" Christian questioned, baffled as to what Matt was talking about.
"We don't want any trouble either." Matt answered.
"That's not the way I saw it yesterday with your brother." Christian hissed in return.
"Look. I'm really sorry about yesterday, Christian." Jeff turned his head and apologised, face looking like he was being sincere. "I was only having a bit of fun..."
"FUN!?" Christian exploded, obviously not very accepting of that apology. Christian pulled his long blonde hair back off one side of his neck and revealed the still very angry marks on his neck. "This has been bothering me like hell!! It hurts as it looks!"
"Look, I don't agree with what my brother did either but easy." Matt instructed. "He said sorry and it was just a bit of fun."
"Yea, I didn't mean to hurt you or anything." Jeff continued to apologise and looking very sincere. "In fact... From where we're from... It can even be a sign of affection."
"Well I def weren't 'feeling the love', as you people put it!" Christian shot back but sighed, he was way to tired to fight with them. "But fine, whatever. I'm to tired to fight with you guys and it's getting late, I just want to get to my car."
Christian pushed himself forward to walk past but much like yesterday both of the brothers moved and stood in his way.
"Hey! What's you're problem?" Christian snapped, giving a massive frown to both brothers. "Aren't you two tired too? It's getting very late and need sleep."
"Nope." Matt replied simply, actually looking very wide awake. Both him and Jeff kept giving very dark and creepy looks and everything and have a very dark presence but both did look very awake.
"We love the dark." Jeff smirked in addition. "We just sleep during the day."
"You're starting to sound to much like my duh headed older brother." Christian grunted in response to that.
Matt and Jeff just looked at each other and gave dark grins, as if they had an inside joke.
"Move." Christian ordered finally, having enough of the weirdness for the day. He wasn't going to stand here all night having these two grin stupidly at each other.
"Sorry Christian... Other plans for you." Jeff grinned darkly at him.
"Nothing personal, just orders." Matt added with a dark smirk stuck on his face. "Oh! What am I saying? It's personal too."
"Plans? Orders? Personal!? Huh?" Christian stuttered, baffled as to what they were going on about.
"We usually detach business from personal but in this case... It is so both!" Jeff smirked, starting to step right up to Christian with a darkened look on his face.
"Come on, Christian!" Matt exclaimed in a massive duh sigh. "You can't tell us you haven't noticed things have been... Different, about us."
"Oh, I've noticed." Christian replied firmly. With Jeff starting to walk towards him a bit more he started to take a couple of wary steps backwards.
"Well... It doesn't matter because you're still going to have a shocker." Jeff continued in a childish voice, still continuing to walk slowly towards Christian, making Christian extremely uncomfortable.
"Stay away from me." Christian warned, eye's totally focused on the younger Hardy that was starting to get way to close for comfort.
Jeff smirked at the comment and cocked his head a little back at him. "Why?" Jeff replied in a childish but dark voice. "It's not like I'm gonna harm you, Christian."
"After yesterday, I don't believe that!" Christian shot back.
Jeff stopped for a second and pulled a major pout. "I said sorry for that! That was not intentional. I did not mean to cause any harm or discomfort. I just... Bit you a little to hard."
"I mean it, stay away from me." Christian replied firmly, continuing to step back from a Jeff Hardy that wasn't backing off like he wished.
Christian suddenly exclaimed to himself when he soon bumped into something from walking backwards. He felt a pair of strong arms wrap around him, firmly pulling him into the person that was behind him.
"Gotcha." Whispered the person from behind Christian into Christian's ear. A smirk forming on the face. Christian turned his head just enough to see it was Matt Hardy that had come from behind. He soon quickly realised that he'd just had his eye's pinned on Jeff, so he didn't notice what Matt was doing. Christian cussed under his breath, how could he have been so stupid?
"You either come willingly or... Your coming with us by force." Jeff still smirked and walked totally up to Christian and Matt. He reached out his hand and gently started stroking Christian's long blonde hair affectionately, ignoring Christian's protests with him trying to jolt his head away from Jeff's hand. "I'd personally come with us willingly or things could get a little messy and some other people might end up hurt..."
Uh oh, looks like Christian's in trouble. Will he get out of it this time?
Thanks for reading : )