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!" Jericho called after his best friend and trailed him. "Stop! What's the matter?"
Christian felt a full range of emotions right now, fear... Stress... Frustrated... And many more but one emotion filtered through very clearly right now, guilt. The symbol was a sign, a sign that he should be taking seriously. It was popping up everywhere now...
"You have to go." Christian blurted out in reply as he quickly walked out of what was Jericho's bedroom.
"I said no, Christian." Jericho continued to follow him and watched as Christian went into his own bedroom and flung himself onto his bed.
Christian grabbed a pillow and covered his face with it but a frustrated sigh could still be heard from him. He found not having to look at his best friend more comforting. Why the guilty feeling? Because it was all his fault. All of this was his fault. It was his fault that the blood bath happened on The Rock... His fault that Jeff Jarrett was murdered... His fault that other friends have been murdered without any remorse from the killers... It was most likely his fault that other innocent people around have been killed, people he didn't even know but the murders seemed to be following him. It's his fault that weird things are going on around him and were now wanting to attack his best friend. Hell, it was most likely his fault that his older brother was still missing! Most likely don't want to know him anymore... He couldn't blame him... Why would Edge want to hang around a jinx like him? A person that causes bad things to happen. What was he thinking!? A couple of weeks ago they could barely tolerate each other! Well from his side it looked that way any way, whether it was the same for Edge he had no idea.
"Christian? Did you hear me?" Jericho said sharply, sitting on the end of the bed. "I'm not going."
Christian did reply but couldn't really be heard because of the pillow on his face.
"Huh?"
Christian lifted it off a little and spoke. "I said, it's for your own good."
"How's that? There just threats, Christian!" Jericho replied. "You said it yourself, it's not from the creepy brother's because they can't be up here at the same time and do the show. It's just someone having a laugh."
"But it's not, Chris..." Christian groaned and slammed the pillow back down onto his face in despair.
"It's something to do with that symbol isn't it?" Jericho questioned softly.
Christian just lifted the pillow briefly to look at him but didn't say anything. The look on Christian's face said it all and Jericho took that as a yes.
"That's why you've looked creeped out whenever you saw it." Jericho confirmed. "Does that blood bath from your match with The Rock have any connection to all of this?"
"How did you make the connection?" Christian sighed in defeat.
"Because you were well freaked from it and took it so seriously, most people really don't stress so much from what happens in the ring." Jericho explained roughly. "I didn't think much of it at the time but when I've added it all together I've gotten to the conclusion."
"Conclusion of what?" Christian frowned.
"You know what's happening, don't you?" Jericho accused but did it softly.
"Are you accusing me of this?" Christian shot back, feeling the need to get defensive.
"No! Don't put words in my mouth." Jericho snapped back, that was not what he meant. "I'm not saying you're causing it, at all. But I think you know something about this, possibly maybe even... The reason."
"Reason? No. I don't know the reason as to why I'm having all these bad things happening to me or why I'm getting attacked by those two." Christian frowned and buried his face into the pillow again.
"Tell me, Christian." Jericho said softly but with a certain firmness in his voice. "The blood bath... The symbol... The weird things that are and have been happening to you, the Hardyz and Edge... Their all related, aren't they?"
Christian lifted the pillow off and threw it to the side and sat up to look Jericho in the eyes. "Yes, Ok? I do believe it's all connected."
"How Christian?" Jericho continued to push, this needed to be heard.
"It's... The Brood. That's the root connection of it all..." Christian answered softly, almost in a whispering kind of voice, as if it was forbidden.
When Christian whispered his answer he soon felt like a duh head, why hadn't he seen all of this coming? Why hadn't his brain made the connections? His eyes widened in horror as he remembered more and more memories of what he'd heard about the group, The Brood, before. "But... How?" Jericho finally stuttered. "Gangrel. Gangrel was the leader of that, right? He isn't here, in the company. Not anymore."
"I know... That's what's got me stumped too." Christian continued to whisper.
"But why?... Even if it was Gangrel... Why would he be bothered with all of you continuing with your lives? Would he... Make them into... Well... You know..." Jericho kept speaking in pieces. "He hasn't got anything against you."
"I thought not... The only thing he was ever angry about with me was when I left and tagged with my brother in the ring... But... I just thought it was part of the story line at the time. Plus he put more of the blame onto Edge, he used to often do that, act like I could do no wrong and Edge did everything bad. Now, his and my brother's relationship was rocky, at times couldn't even stand each other." Christian explained in a continued whisper, giving off a worried vibe for talking about the group. "And... No... I had always believed that Gangrel just 'played' vampire. He never did those weird things that Matt and Jeff do and he never acted very off."
"Ha, yea. Weren't your brother and Gangrel like arch enemies at times? Well acted like it a good chunk of times." Jericho chuckled for a moment and remembering some old clips he watched. Momentarily forgetting the seriousness of the conversation, which made Christian's frown deepen a little.
"It's not a laughing matter." Christian replied bluntly.
"Alright, alright." Jericho held up his hands in defence. "But The Brood is over... You've been out of it for like ages, before even Matt and Jeff got involved with him."
"Come to think of it... When I had a conversation with Jeff he did bring up Gangrel quite strongly... Kept on going on about even after I left The Brood I was often what Gangrel talked about..." Christian revealed, whispering going even lower.
"Hmm... What's with the whispering?" Jericho asked Christian finally. "We're not being listened in on."
"... I just don't... Feel comfortable talking about The Brood." Christian bit his lip. "We're usually not allowed to talk about it to outside people."
"Says who?" Jericho snorted to that.
"Gangrel." Christian answered simply.
"Why?" Jericho pulled a confused look.
"He hated people knowing our business, called us like a family." Christian explained roughly.
"I don't... Get it..."
"You wouldn't understand unless you were in it." Christian whispered and looked down.
"But... Family?"
"I don't want to discuss it, Chris. You don't and wouldn't understand." Christian replied bluntly.
"Gangrel was a freak, Christian. I remember the clips. He manipulated you, controlled you and was mothering you well to much. It was like he tried to put you into a private cult or something." Jericho replied in the same bluntness and stared at Christian, wanting his words to sink in. "Why didn't you ever talk about it before? You've never mentioned anything before, you acted like that part didn't exist."
"I try... So hard to block it out, Chris..." Christian stuttered, looking for the words. "That's why. I prefer not to remember, I like to even often block out the memories. Sometimes it works too... Can't even remember at times most of the things that went on..."
"Why didn't you leave there sooner then if you felt so bad there that you had to forget memories?" Jericho quizzed and showed his concern on his face. Christian was obviously worried and disturbed from it. "Plus... Weren't they just story lines?"
Christian shook his head. "Some was, of course, but not all of it."
"That still doesn't answer my question as to why you didn't just leave. You could've asked Vince to get out of the story and taken yourself more away from him backstage." Jericho persisted.
"It wasn't as easy as that. And... At the time I was happy enough, in my own thoughts I was anyway." Christian explained in a whisper. "It was Edge that wasn't happy at the time."
"Edge?" Jericho pulled a confused face. "You surely couldn't be happy being there."
"My brother only really joined The Brood because of me, it was my fault..." Christian sighed softly. "He knew I wouldn't willingly leave Gangrel, so he joined so he could be close to me and see whether he could 'snap me out of the spell' that he thought Gangrel was casting over me. And... In a way I guess I was."
"But why? Why would you want to stay with him over your own brother? I know Edge is... Quite... A something most of the time but... I thought you'd at least pick him over Gangrel."
"At the time I felt that Gangrel was more important and my brother was just trying to get in the way. Gangrel was... Like a father to me. The father that I didn't have and was happy to be his centre of attention. I... Had a bond with him that felt different from all others, he made me feel safe... I just thought that if I was insistent enough that Edge would just join us and felt proven right when he did but it wasn't as happy as what I was hoping for." Christian explained, it was quite a big story to say and he didn't like to go into detail over it all. "They didn't get along and had a lot of arguments. There were many times when I asked Edge why he didn't like Gangrel and why couldn't we just all be happy together, he would never tell me. Said it was something I wouldn't understand and it was for my own good that I didn't know the real him. I never understood that. I believed I knew him pretty well and that Edge was just being difficult."
"Edge knew something that you didn't?"
"That's what I think... But even in recent times, he would never say whatever he knew about Gangrel." Christian shrugged.
"How did you end up leaving? I watched that part and it wasn't very clear. One minute you looked like you were siding with Gangrel over Edge but in the end you turned and left and teamed with Edge. You said you had a father like relationship with Gangrel, did that suddenly change?"
"I don't know... I didn't get much chance to think about it afterwards really because he teamed with The Hardyz and Edge and I had to feud with them. Edge is my real blood family, I learnt that I had to choose him above someone trying to control me. I made my main decision when I took a few weeks off from the show while they both were fighting, hoped it would blow over by the time I came back. I thought The Brood was finally dead and planned to go my separate way in wrestling and I'd find my own way but Gangrel made it clear that he still wanted The Brood to continue, just me and him. But being separated from Gangrel and looking back on the things that had happened I finally realised... I needed to leave. It hurt but I knew... Just knew. Never had a real reason I guess, was just... A feeling. Afterwards... I don't know, felt a little lost not having him around and stuff but Edge helped me and we grew closer."
"But then didn't Edge start to warn The Hardyz during the feud?"
"Yea... Never understood why... Edge had a go at them like he had with me and wanted Gangrel to let go of his grip. Gangrel has such... A tight hold on you when he's got you... But even then... When I was facing him on the other side of the ring and backstage, not from the story lines, I'd see him staring at me. Not just plain stares either, creepy and dark looks. At odd times I heard that he'd been asking after me, what I'd been up to and stuff... He was very creepy..."
Jericho realised that Christian had had well more than enough of talking about this subject... It wasn't really telling much and many details but he didn't want to push him to much. Pasts the past, sometimes it was better just staying there and forgetting about it...
"I don't feel comfortable discussing this..." Christian confirmed in a sigh finally, looking down.
"That's alright, I guess I'd never understand what it was like to be in a group like that. And I guess there's secrets between you and the others, as members." Jericho replied.
"Yea..." Christian nodded gently. "That was just scratching the surface..."
"That was just scratching the surface?" Jericho repeated in a gasp. He knew Christian wasn't exactly going into detail or anything but thought that was at least a basic outline. What else could there be to it? They were just a team on WWF, how much could really happen in that?!
Christian nodded. "I... Wished... That was all that it was but it's not... If it was just that then I most likely would've been able to move on with my life... But it doesn't concern you."
"Concern me!?" Jericho burst. "Christian! Your my best friend and you're keeping a major part of your life away from me! Plus you're being attacked out of the blue! It's following you and old members everywhere! It's getting people killed! I call that a major threat that needs my concern."
"I know!" Christian yelled back. "That's why... You've got to get away from me!"
"No!"
"I said leave!"
"What the hell is wrong with you!? The second you start to open up a secretive part of your life you want to run away!"
"What's wrong with me?! More like what's wrong with you! You getting away from me is for your own safety! They won't come after you if you leave. All the bad things that have been following me around, will leave you." Christian continued to yell back. "I don't want to tell you everything, only Edge would understand!"
"Oh, of course I don't Christian. No one understands everything like your precious big brother, Edge." Jericho snorted.
"Don't have a dig at him." Christian frowned and warned. "I mean it."
"Christian! Just a couple of weeks ago you two were at each others throats!" Jericho reminded his best friend. "You hate him, remember? You left the tag team and you said it was the best choice you made in your life."
Christian's head dropped a little for a second, as if a little ashamed by that. "Yea... That's what I used to think... I'm not saying I'm buddy buddy with him again and it's not like what it was before... But... I don't know... He's still my brother! And he's had the same things happen as me... And almost been bringing us back together, weirdly enough."
"He's going to crash your career Christian." Jericho sighed in a warning tone as he shook his head. "The new Christian was supposed to be working solo, no need for him anymore."
"He's not going to interfere in my career!" Christian yelled back in protest. "He's not even going to be in it! I still want my solo in the wrestling. He's... Just more a bit in my life on a personal level, that's all. You don't have me telling you that you can't have contact with your family members!"
"It better be just that! Or else it'll just end in tears, Christian." Jericho continued to warn. "Your brother... Is sometimes not the best for you... But I understand your point in ways, he's still your brother and he has been a rock to you during all of this strange scenes."
"Look, Chris. I know that you just want what's best for me and I appreciate you caring for me." Christian replied softly. "But I promise you it's nothing more than us being brotherly in private life. There's times when... I just need my big brother there, and no one else does it like him being there. He understands me so well, no one better, except maybe you. He just wants what's best for me and has been really trying to get close to me again."
"Ok, Christian. Answer one question on this subject for me."
"Yea?"
"If you feel that way about your brother, then why did you break E&C up? After you broke it with him you showed such hatred for him and called him stupid and didn't even want a relationship with him on a personal level. He even attempted to talk to you after it but you showed no interest."
"I dunno..."
"What do you mean, I dunno?" Jericho mimicking Christian. "You did it."
"I know... I had a lot of doubt at the time, sometimes even doubt in myself..." Christian sighed, not even sure what he meant. "Sometimes... I'm not sure why I totally did it. I know I was feeling jealous at the time, I felt like all I was doing was being in his shadow and when I even did most of the work he got all the glory. What was worse was Edge didn't even bother to help my doubt, sometimes it felt like he was rubbing my face in it. He made me angry."
"Was that the only reason?" Jericho raised as eyebrow at Christian. "You said that Edge was rubbing it in your face but I was there at the time and didn't see it. He's a lot of annoying things but he def wasn't doing that to you, at any point. Looked more concerned for you more than anything else..."
"But it felt like he was at the time and it got me so cross." Christian frowned in defence. "I... Even question why I got so mad at the time... It was like... Someone was helping me to see something that obviously weren't totally there..."
"Like having a illusion over your eyes and only you are seeing it?"
"Yea, weird huh? It was like someone managed to drag those emotions out of me from nowhere. Getting me mad at something that isn't really that bad when I look back at it." Christian shrugged.
"Weird, yes. But have you ever thought that it could be linked to what's been happening?" Jericho pointed out.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you talked about the weird feelings you've been having recently, since all these things have started. You're also finding this strange with you questioning even why you'd did that?"
"Sounds a little far fetched, don't it?" Christian's turn to raise a eyebrow in question.
"Ha! You're kidding right?" Jericho snorted in return. "What's far fetched even mean now? Once upon a time I might've laughed in your face for saying such things, think it's ridiculous that you can think such things, but after the things that have been happening... They don't sound so stupid anymore."
"Suppose... But why would someone want to split me up from Edge?" Christian questioned, taking the suspicions seriously for a second.
"Gangrel would sure love that." Jericho replied simply.
"Yea... But he's not even around!"
"The Hardyz possibly."
"Yea but they would only do that recently, they were nothing like this before. And note, me and Edge broke up quite a good time ago." Christian shook his head. "Plus I don't think so. Before Edge went missing himself and Jeff were pretty friendly and happy with each other, looks like they haven't really got a problem with him."
"Well it has to have something to do with that area." Jericho replied seriously, sounding really convinced.
"Let's just drop these subjects." Christian sighed, not happy with discussing it anymore.
"No, come on Christian." Jericho declined with a frown. "You're trying to hide yourself again."
"Am not!" Christian snapped back.
"Are too!"
"If I don't want to discuss something then that's nothing to do with you!"
"Oh, here we go again!"
"It doesn't how many times you try to talk me around, I want you to leave me alone." Christian shot back at him. "I know you're just trying to talk me around, wanting to know situations about me and hoping that they can be solved. Well they can't! I am doomed! Past can't be changed, the present is showing more danger coming my way and Christ knows what's going to happen to me in the future!"
"Nothings going to happen to you in the future, Christian! I won't let it!" Jericho yelled back, wanting it to sink into Christian's blonde head.
"You can't stop what becomes of me, Chris!" Christian snapped.
"I won't let them get near you again, Christian. If that's what you're worried about."
"I know their a threat but I've got a strange feeling that it isn't just them. And they were hard enough to lose track of and made a real threat of themselves. What happens if there's someone or something even worse? You can't protect me all the time!"
"I'll do what I have to, Christian!" Jericho insisted.
"No, because that'll only lead you to being seriously injured, if not even killed!" Christian protested, he wasn't going to let his best friend win this battle for once. "I don't want to be responsible for whatever would happen to you!"
"Christian. I've told you a million times already, I'm not leaving." Jericho snapped at him, giving him a firm look. "You can drone on as much as you want but I'm not going anywhere. Nothings going to happen. To me or you."
"You said that before and look at what happened to your stuff and bedroom here." Christian snorted and frowned. "Plus you just left me... Refused to discuss what went on from before. That's not helping me."
"Well I'm trying now!" Jericho shot back.
"It's not about that, Chris. We can talk till the cows come home but it's not going to change anything, whatever will happen will happen. And whatever it is is only going to be bad for you."
"Christian. I'm not leaving! Don't care what you say! I'm not leaving you alone to get attacked by those freaks!"
"Fine." Christian snapped with a angry frown. "Then, I'll leave! I won't let this happen to you. People know that we're here, it's to risky."
"No!"
"Tough!" Christian yelled and got up off his bed and started to pull out his suitcase.
Jericho immediately jumped up off the end of Christian's bed and followed over to him. He snatched the suitcase out of Christian's hands and threw it out of the room.
"Hey!" Christian yelled in protest.
"No, no means no." Jericho barked, started to think that he would have to be more firmer with Christian for Christian to get the message into his head.
Christian frowned fiercely, what's wrong with his best friend? Couldn't he see that it would be for his own good? Christian stomped his foot down in annoyance and walked out of his bedroom to retrieve his suitcase that had been thrown into the living room. He found it immediately and started to bend down to pick it up, he wanted to start packing and get out of this place. But before his hand reached the suitcase he felt a hand tightly wrap around his wrist and yanked him back up.
Christian turned around to see Jericho had stopped him, he was a little surprised to see Chris look so serious and firm. He was usually so laid back and carefree... "Get off, Chris!" Christian demanded.
"Why aren't you listening to me? Whatever happens to me is my choice, Ok?" Jericho shot back, not loosening his hand grip on Christian's wrist.
Christian has had a enough, today has been enough! He was going to have to be forceful if he had to, he didn't want Jericho to hate him or anything but he was willing to do that if it meant he was safe, even if it's away from him. He hadn't thought of it before the incident, Jericho's bedroom, but having that happened he soon realised how much of a threat himself was to his best friend. Did he really want Jericho to end up like his other good friend, Lance Storm? And with that threatening note, he was sure that Jericho would die in the same fated style.
Christian started to try and yank his wrist back off Jericho but it soon became very clear that his best friend was really serious because Jericho held on to Christian's wrist in a vice grip. Both just struggling with each other for several minutes but didn't result in anything really changing. Christian was really starting to get annoyed now. What did Jericho even think they were going to do when they had to go back to their jobs at the WWF? Matt and Jeff most likely wouldn't leave him alone and see Jericho as a in the way target.
RING RING
Both men stopped struggling for a moment when they heard that noise. It was the phone ringing. Both of them stood up straight and glared at each other sternly for another long moment. Christian finally let out a annoyed sigh and finally yanked his wrist out of Jericho's hand and walked over to the phone.
"What!?" Christian yelled down the phone bluntly when he picked it up. His anger and annoyance now clearly showing, it was all Jericho's fault... Christian hated fighting with him. They usually got on so well that this virtually never happened, hell they never usually verbally fight.
"Now... Is that any way to greet your older brother?" Came a cheeky sounding voice from the other end of the line. A smirk could almost be heard in the voice alone.
"Edge!?" Christian gasped in surprise, eyes widening. He gave a quick glance over to Jericho, who's eyes were widening in surprise to mimic Christian. Neither of them were expecting that...
Looks like Edge has finally decided to show up. But looks like Jericho didn't get all his answers and Christian knows a lot more about stuff than what he's said.