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?
Both of them walked up to Jericho's car in a stunned silence. They had also checked for Christian and Edge's rental car but couldn't find it anywhere in the parking lot, he must've left... Christian found that extremely hard to believe, he knew what Edge had been like recently because of the incidents.
"I wonder what's happening...?" Christian started to question. "Did you see..."
"Wait till we get back to the hotel." Jericho butted in firmly, making Christian feel like he had something to hide.
Both of them looked shocked a little when they did reach Jericho's car. There was a figure waiting, waiting for them.
"Test?" Chris Jericho questioned with a confused face. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be back at the hotel getting sleep?"
"I... Was." Test stuttered in reply. "I... Um... Woke up and was really worried when I saw you weren't back yet. Thought something must of happened..."
"Ha! Since when?" Jericho laughed in annoyance. "You sleep like a log and nearly always got to get the maximum sleep you can possibly get!"
"What's with all the accusing? I just caught a bus down here and saw that your car's still parked out here and wondered what was going on." Test protested.
Jericho just stood there and gave a little suspicious glare at him, not bothering to say anything to Test he asked Christian for his car keys. Christian wondered why Jericho was acting so off all of a sudden. He wasn't usually this uptight and wary but then again... After what they'd just seen it was understandable.
Jericho proceeded to open the car doors and motioned for them to get in, he didn't want to hang around this area any longer. God knows what else might pop up!
Jericho drove very quietly throughout the whole car ride, making the atmosphere tense. Christian knew that Jericho had just had a shock like himself but why was he being so stressy with Test for coming down? Test hadn't really done anything wrong except be concerned. But then again... Christian felt like there was something not quite right about Test as they drove along. He was sharing the back seat with him and he kept noticing that Test was glaring and looking at him extremely often. Test was quite a close friend... He wasn't usually giving looks like that.
"Bit late for you to be out isn't it, Christian..." Test observed, finally knocking some tension out of the car.
"Yea well... I had a spot of..." Christian replied but was struggling to find the correct words for it.
"Car trouble." Jericho finished the sentence. "That duh headed Edge just up and left with the rental car they were sharing. So... I decided to give him a lift."
"Ah." Test nodded, eyes still roaming over Christian, making Christian feel even more uncomfortable with every passing minute. "A little thing like you shouldn't be wandering around by yourself at these times."
"I can take care of myself, you know that Test very well." Christian shot back and gave a accusing frown.
"Still... You should be wrapped up in bed and asleep at this time. The freaks come out at night." Test continued.
"They sure do." Christian and Jericho replied in unison making each other give a uncomfortable giggle at the comment.
"Huh?"
"Nothing, inside joke." Jericho replied bluntly, obviously not wanting to say. "Christian's coming back to our place for a sleep."
"But what about Edge?" Test asked, even though he was asking his voice didn't sound very questioning. Like an empty question, didn't really need to know the answer but felt like asking anyway.
"We'll sort it later." Jericho replied bluntly. "Me and Christian will have a little talk about that, won't we Christian?"
Christian nodded.
"Alright. You look nervous and on edge, you really do need some sleep. Take my bed that's in mine and Jericho's shared room." Test observed and offered and gave Christian a what looked like a friendly smile.
"You sure?" Christian checked.
"Sure." Test continued to smile. "Looks like you need it more than I do. What's friends for? I've already had some sleep anyway, I have an hour or so on the couch before getting up."
"Bit early for you isn't it?" Jericho jabbed jokingly this time.
"Got things to get done today, that's all." Test shrugged off. "Not going to get done themselves now are they?"
"Thanks, Test." Christian smiled warmly back at Test. Happy to be able to get into a bed soon and have a good kip. Not that he'd get much after the scare of his life had just happened! Well... At least it'd give himself and Jericho a little privacy. Didn't need more people knowing about this!
"No problem." Test smiled back.
Even though not another word was mentioned throughout the car journey the uncomfortable Test staring on Christian continued. Christian just kept on thinking, what was his problem? He never acted this way normally. Plus he thought that Test would at least put up more of a fight of his own bed, he loved to sleep. Oh well... Maybe he was having an off day or something, everyone most certain can get those.
Both Jericho and Christian just lay there on the two single beds looking up at the ceiling quietly. After a little while they heard the door slam, which indicated that Test had left them now.
As soon as they had that signal Chris Jericho sat up and looked over at Christian, worry in his eyes.
"You didn't want to talk about this till he left. Did you?" Christian accused, sitting himself up in the single bed.
"Wanted privacy... It's not something you really want others to know, now is it?" Jericho snapped back. "Plus... Was it just me or was something not right about him?"
"Well you know him better than I do." Christian replied.
Jericho just glared over at Christian, as if he was demanding a real answer.
Christian sighed to that and gave in. "Yea, fine. He was acting weird from what I could tell. But so what? Everyone can have an off day, plus is it really any of our business on whatever he does? He was worried then... He was just worried I guess for you."
"I know somethings not correct about him." Jericho snapped back firmly.
"And what do you think that's so wrong with him? Huh? He's been possessed or something? You don't believe in that kind of stuff." Christian joked back, trying to lighten Jericho's foul mood. Shouldn't it be him that was being like that? He was the one that had just been attacked by two brother vampires.
"I also didn't believe in vampires till I saw them tonight." Jericho shot back.
"You helped me..." Christian sighed. "How did you manage to get out of the building without being caught by them?"
"I went out the other way." Jericho stated simply. "I saw you were being chased into the elevator and dashed around the other way out, hoping to meet you outside. I saw you getting into the elevator and them standing there for a moment, I didn't think they'd catch up to you. But not wanting to run into them myself I ran the other way around and hoped to catch you in one piece outside. I had no idea that they were vampires at the time though or that it was Matt and Jeff... I didn't see that till I was struggling with them to get you out. Those can't be real, right? I mean... They were just play acting, weren't they?"
"I wish I could say that..." Christian sighed in despair.
"You're kidding me right?" Jericho replied, eyes widening. "I thought they were in costume or something? Trying to scare you or whatever. Guess the mind really does look for a more reasonable explanation when it's something the person doesn't want to believe in was true."
"They killed Lance..." Christian started to weep as the mental images all started to come flooding back.
Jericho's eyes widened even more in disbelief but knew Christian couldn't be lying, Christian virtually never cried. "Lance? You mean, Lance Storm?"
Christian nodded, shoving his face into both of his hands. "They killed him. Right in front of me while I was being held captive."
"No... I can't believe it." Jericho replied in a stunned voice, looking down at Christian horrified. "Not Lance... But... How?... How did they do it?... I didn't see any weapons! On them or around anywhere!"
"They're vampires!" Christian cried. "What else do you think they'd kill someone with!?"
"Fangs? Those things were really real?"
"Yes!" Christian cried again in despair. "I'm not shitting you! I'm totally serious, I saw it all! I'm not lying!"
"Ok... Ok!" Jericho started to breath in deeply, trying to keep calm and regain control over himself. "Tell me what happened from the moment I left you."
Christian sat there and weeped the whole story out and went pretty much into every detail that he could remember of it. There were certain points where Christian felt like totally breaking down but Jericho moved himself out of his bed and sat on Christian's to comfort him. Jericho rubbed his back and past some tissues, sensing that it was really hard for Christian to repeat.
"They did the Jeff Jarrett murder!" Jericho screeched by the end of it all and Christian went back to mentioning that detail.
"Yes. They were even happy with what they did!" Christian replied. "All those claw marks... Teeth marks... That was them, feeding."
"We need to call the police before they do anything else!" Jericho exclaimed. "Their seriously dangerous and could go after you again!"
"We can't!" Christian exclaimed back.
"Why not? I'd love to see those two freaks get banged up!"
"Oh yea and who's going to believe us Chris? Are they going to listen to two wrestlers that think they saw two brother vampires? We'll just end up on a mental ward!" Christian pointed out bluntly.
"But... We can't... Just let them get away with everything..." Jericho tried to protest in a desperate voice. "I mean... What happens if they come back?"
"Yea..." Christian sighed, feeling deeply troubled.
Jericho's face suddenly turned firm. "Well they better not or else they've got trouble. I'm not going to let them anywhere near you, Christian. I thought they were freaks before but this!"
"They'll be to strong for you Jericho." Christian pointed out, not wanting another person getting hurt on his account.
"Don't care." Jericho replied sternly. "Besides, they'll leave you alone more when you're with others. But for now I've got an idea while we try and get our minds around things."
"What kind of idea?" Christian questioned warily.
"You're out anyway from the Jeff Jarrett thing, well I've got some holiday time that needed to be used."
"And just what are you suggesting? Run away?"
"Not run away really... More like... Taking a break out. Go somewhere they won't know where to look, like going back to our homeland Canada." Jericho suggested, hoping that his idea was seeping through well with Christian. "We need to lay low while this dies down. We also need time to think on what we're going to do on this and we can't do that here with them hovering around in the company."
"I guess..." Christian replied uncertain to the idea. "But what about Edge? I can't just leave him."
Jericho suddenly looked down a bit, looking like he was searching for the right wording to what he wanted to say.
"What is it?" Christian asked in worry.
"But he just left you tonight Christian. He's not exactly Mr. Reliable." Jericho reminded Christian. "He's not very well thinking of your best interests."
"Yea but... That was him being forgetful or something... Or maybe something even happened to him!" Christian started to panic towards the end. Sure. His brother and him haven't been seeing eye to eye in recent times but that didn't mean he wanted him seriously hurt or anything by those freaks! Plus... He didn't want to leave his brother behind, especially with no trace.
"He took the car and just seemed to go off."
"Yea but that doesn't mean I should just up and leave without breathing a word or not have him coming with us!" Christian snapped back. "I know you don't like him or anything Chris but... He's my brother."
"Fine, fine." Jericho surrendered, seeing that Christian was only going to get upset if it didn't go his way. "But we can't do anything till later, it's still very early morning. And we need sleep."
"I don't think I can sleep after what's just happened..." Christian sighed.
"You should at least try." Jericho replied, making it sound more like an order. "Even if it's just lying there, you should get some rest."
"Do you think Edge is really alright though?" Christian fretted. "What happens if those freaks got him?"
"Don't know Christian..." Jericho sighed. "I bet he's fine. Bet he's down the hall from us right now and having a sleep in your guys' room. We can check on him when we get up."
"Did you find anything by the way? When you went to check on Edge in his dressing room." Christian asked in a sigh.
"Not really..." Jericho replied sticking his nose up a little. "When I went in there all his stuff was gone, no trace of anything really."
"Oh..." Christian sighed again, feeling a bit disappointed.
"The only thing I found was this..." Jericho continued and pulled something out of his discarded jacket pocket.
"Just a slip of paper?" Christian frowned when he saw it in Jericho's hand.
"Well... It's got a symbol on it but I can't tell what it is." Jericho shrugged and forced the piece of paper into Christian's hand. "Didn't know your brother was into things like that. You know... Creepy old symbols and stuff... Looks like something you'd summon a demon with."
Christian frowned, not understanding why something like that would be in his big brother's dressing room. He opened his hand and unwrapped the creased up piece of paper. His eye's widened when he saw the symbol that was drawn on the paper, it was The Brood sign... Something he hadn't seen in so long...
"Something wrong?" Jericho frowned intensely when he saw Christian's foul facial expression.
"Just a little weird is all..." Christian replied in a wearily tone of voice, not sure whether he should really say anything at all. The Brood really wasn't something to be discussed... Was almost a private thing between it's previous members, not that a lot of people would believe some things that got on...
"Seen that marking before?" Jericho pushed on.
"You could say that again." Christian frowned. "Just something from the past you can say... Something that needs to stay there. Wonder what it was doing in Edge's dressing room at work..."
"Dunno, could just be something old and he just had it hanging around and forgot about having it." Jericho suggested.
"Suppose..." Christian frowned again, wishing he could accept Jericho's explanation but it was most likely wrong... If it was what he thought then he was already setting into panic mode.
Christian hopped out of bed and started to get dressed as soon as Jericho had surfaced from his sleep. He led the illusion that he had slept to Jericho but in reality... He hadn't slept a wink. Couldn't. He couldn't stop thinking about all the revelations of yesterday, the attack... Test's weird attitude... The Brood symbol! It just can't be! Gangrel hasn't been seen in ages! He wasn't even in the company right now... He seriously couldn't be stalking him. But how had both the Hardyz become vampires? They don't just become them by themselves!
"Sleep well?" Jericho asked softly, knocking Christian out of his millions of thoughts.
"Not really..." Christian admitted in a sigh.
Jericho let out a deep sigh of his own and walked over to where Christian was standing, who was now totally dressed. He reached out and put a comforting hand on Christian's shoulder. "Relax. Please. You having a nervous breakdown won't be helping anybody, including yourself. Understand?"
Christian nodded slowly, seeing Jericho's point but still couldn't get those thoughts out of his head. It was just all to much for him right now! All at the same time. It felt like his life was just cracking into little bits and pieces.
"That holiday will most likely do you the world of good. We'll sit down, relax and think of things we can do to sort things to as reasonable as we can." Jericho reasoned with Christian. "Now, I'll just go and call Vince or Shane and see about that. You just stay here."
Christian frowned at the comment. "I'm in shock, not a child."
"Soz." Jericho replied quickly as he wandered out of the bedroom.
Christian followed his best friend out of the bedroom and into the living room. "Looks like someone's already delivered the newspaper..." Christian commented as he sat down and noticed today's paper was on the sofa he was sat on.
Jericho looked up at Christian holding the phone receiver in his hand and was just about to dial a number. "Oh... Yea. We get that delivered every morning. Shows how late we were sleeping!"
Christian nodded slowly in reply and pick up the newspaper and was horrified just by the front cover of it. Christian didn't make a noise for a moment because Jericho was on the phone, pleading his case. He opened the newspaper and started to read the main article that was being advertised on the front cover.
"Got it!" Jericho cheered to Christian when he got off the phone. "Looks like we're going to be able to head off today! Both of us. I said that you were finding it very stressful at work and needed to have a bit more time off and I'm using my holiday time."
"Yea... Great..." Christian sighed, not really paying a lick of attention of what Jericho had just said.
"What's wrong?" Jericho asked with worry in his eyes when he saw Christian's eyes glued to the newspaper.
"Read this." Christian replied simply and held up with newspaper for Jericho to take.
Jericho's eyes widened when he read the main article and saw what Christian meant. "But... How?" Jericho finally stuttered, searching for words. "Looks like Lance Storm wasn't the only one murdered earlier this morning..."
"The same kind of death..." Christian sighed. Other people still might be baffled on what and how these people were being killed off but Christian knew better now and saw some of it in action last night. "We have to get out of here... Now."
"Already on it." Jericho shouted back out of the bedroom, already starting to pack stuff away before Christian even looked back at him and realised.
"But... Most of my stuff is still in mine and Edge's hotel room." Christian pointed out. "Plus I need to still find my brother."
"Why don't you go over? It's only a few corridors away from here." Jericho shouted back the suggestion.
"But what if they come..." Christian started to protest.
"It's daylight!" Jericho reminded. "You saw what happened to Jeff Hardy the moment his hand touched some sunlight! They can't go out in it."
"Yea... Still doesn't explain that." Christian shot back, referring to the what was in this mornings newspaper.
Jericho didn't have a come back for that. Usually he would've said it was a trick of their imagination or whatever but after now knowing vampires were really real, that meant anything was possible in his mind. "Just... Stay away from him..."
"No problem with that. I just hope he will stay away from me until we at least leave here." Christian replied. "Ok, I'm quickly popping to mine and Edge's room. I'm taking my phone and if anything happens I'll try to call."
"Ok." Jericho shouted back, now sounding wary himself. "Just stay away from him, if you see him in the corridors or anything just act like nothing's wrong, Ok? I'll give you 30 minutes, if you're not back in that time I'm going to be coming looking for you and assume that somethings happened and you haven't been able to call."
Christian turned his head a little and saw Jericho's face pop in the doorway quickly and replied with a nod before Jericho resumed to packing. Before getting up off the sofa he looked at the picture again of a dead person in the opened newspaper next to him.
"How?..." Christian whispered, to low for his best friend to hear in the other room. "We just saw Test... How could he be found dead in the early hours of the morning when me and Chris just saw him? What or who is he...?"
Christian quickly turned his head away, unable to look at the dead Test picture anymore, and got up off the sofa and grabbed his mobile off a nearby table...
Wew, looks like more things are off here and Test is now not to be trusted. But just how and what has happened there?
Hope you enjoy reading this and tell me what you think.