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?
"Oh, so you bothered to remember who I am then?" Edge said back in a sarcastic but cheeky tone.
Christian felt his mouth move a little for a few moments but no sound came out. Christian glanced over and saw the same stunned expression on Chris Jericho's face. Edge was back. Shouldn't he be happy and jumping a million words out per minute to his brother? Christian just put this reaction down to shock.
"Hello? Chrissy?" Edge prompted through the phone, making sure he hadn't lost him.
"Still here..." Christian was finally able to mutter out but then recapped what Edge had just said and pulled a confused face. "Chrissy?"
"Yea, something the matter?"
"Chrissy?... You haven't called me that since we've been kids..."
"Yea... Thought I called you that sometimes or often when we tagged."
"No... You'd often just call me, Chris." Christian corrected.
"What's the matter? Don't like it?" Edge replied in a defensive kind of voice.
"It's alright... Just caught me off... That's all..." Christian replied slowly.
"Anyway, glad to hear me?" Edge shrugged off the topic and continued on in a cheery voice.
Christian suddenly felt a little anger towards his brother, he'd just up and left him without so much as an excuse. Yes, he was happy to hear from his elder brother but still... "Where the hell have you been!?" Christian burst back finally.
"Wow, Christian. I told you not to worry about me, remember? The note." Edge defended, using a calming voice in an attempt for Christian to cool down.
"Yea, I know what it said! But you up and left me!"
"I didn't want to..." Edge cooed back. "I'm sorry."
"You're sorry? Sorry!?" Christian burst back. "You idiot! You had me scared half to death for you!"
"Why? I said I was alright."
"Cut the shit, Edge!" Christian shot back. "I know you didn't write the note."
"And how would you know that for a fact my dear baby brother?" Edge replied slyly, Christian could almost hear a smirk on his face.
"The police for starters." Christian answered cooly.
"You went to the police?" Edge demanded crossly, no longer sounding cheery.
"You know it." Christian replied.
"Why did you do that? I said I was fine in the note!"
"But you didn't write the note, now did you?"
"So what if I didn't write it? Maybe I got someone else to write it for me because I was in a rush." Edge shrugged.
"And the blood?"
"Huh?"
"There was traces of blood on the paper. Don't tell me, that hasn't got anything to do with you either?" Christian making his sarcasm very clear.
"And who are you now? CSI?" Edge laughed.
"I'm not joking around, Edge." Christian replied firmly. "You just left the WWF building without a trace, took the rental car and strangely left without more trace. Plus started having strange things happening to me, even more stuff since you left..."
"Come back down, Chrissy." Edge cooed, cutting Christian's ranting off.
"What if I don't want too?" Christian challenged, not sure whether he actually meant those words. Sure, he wanted to leave here and escape the new threats of here but it didn't mean he wanted to come back to WWF just yet.
"I know you've had a rough time while I've been away..."
"You have no idea." Christian snorted to that.
"Come back down." Edge repeated an earlier line but now almost making that sound like a demand.
"Oh, demanding it now?" Christian replied sarcastically. "I don't think you've got any right to tell me what to do after just leaving me. You're only my brother! You don't have control over me!"
"I'm sorry! I thought you could survive without me for a week, I didn't want to leave."
"That's not the attitude you had before you just went missing!" Christian snapped in return. "Plus... Why couldn't you have told someone where you were going?"
"Could we just drop this please?" Edge requested.
"Why should we? So far in this whole conversation you haven't told me anything, haven't really answered anything. Are you hiding things?" Christian accused with a frown on his face.
"Can't we just... Forget this happened? Please." Edge pleaded. "I don't want to fight and everything with you."
"... And you're sorry?" Christian pondered on that. He could just drop it for now... He didn't really want to fight with his big brother either. Especially after him just coming in contact with him, after thinking god knows what had happened to him.
"VERY SORRY!" Edge confirmed and said it very loud and clear that he was very sorry. "If you come back down we can discuss this more... We can talk about what happened... To the other..."
"Edge, I don't want to come back to WWF at the moment. I know you're calling from there, I told Vince to tell you where I am if you finally decided to make yourself visible again." Christian sighed sternly. "I wasn't really doing anything there anyway... Just staying in the back."
"Why? Is there something wrong?" Edge replied, almost playing dumbfounded and clueless.
"Hello!? Don't you remember what happened before you decided to up and leave?"
"Of course, I do, Chrissy." Edge confirmed. "But the past is the past. It's been fine since you've been gone, haven't you heard?"
"Yea... But I still hear the random murders to innocent people on the street is still happening."
"And has that really got anything to do with us? Nothing else has happened inside the company."
"No... I guess..." Christian stuttered, unsure whether to tell his brother some of the things that himself and Jericho had been thinking. All the crazy links coming together and stuff... But he didn't have no proof. Could be just him losing his mind.
"Come back then. We need to talk."
"I still don't want to go back to the WWF, not just yet." Christian insisted, he wasn't going to cave in on that. Especially when Jeff and Matt were still there, they could want to attack him again and finish him off.
"Ok. Just come down and just meet me or something. Haven't got to go into a show or anything." Edge tried to continue to reason to Christian.
"Insistent, aren't we?" Christian mocked.
"I just want to see you, Chrissy." Edge cooed, his voice sounding very sincere. "My baby brother."
"Are you sure you're alright, Edge?" Christian questioned, raising an eyebrow at the comments that he was getting from him during this conversation. The way Edge was sounding, the way the comments were said, what he said in overall, it wasn't like him at all.
"Couldn't be better, Chrissy." Edge answered cheerfully. "Once you're back down it'll be perfect."
"I don't want to come back down, not with all the bad things happening."
"And you think I'd let anything bad happen to you?"
"No..." Christian finally muttered slowly. He couldn't exactly say that Edge had ever caused him any direct harm, other than in the ring matches and he'd caused that all by himself because they were fighting at the time. "But... Unless you haven't noticed, I'm a jinx... I'll only get you hurt."
"That's one of the stupidest things I've ever heard from your mouth." Edge declared.
"But it's true! Isn't that maybe even one of the reasons you up and left?" Christian protested. "Plus... All the bad things happening to me and around me... Come on! Don't you remember the blood shower? I got attack by the Hardyz while you were away! You won't even believe what they really are!"
"Wow! I never said anything about the bad things being the reason why I left for a bit!" Edge replied firmly. "I didn't leave because you were having all that happen. Your my brother, Chrissy. Why would you think I'd leave you over something so stupid? Wait! The Hardyz? Attacked you?"
"Well we weren't exactly on the best of terms before all of this... I remember some pretty harsh things said on your part." Christian pointed out crossly. "And yea... It got pretty ugly."
"But not exactly right before, right?" Edge reminded. "And... I think I heard them say something about that. They said it was just a misunderstanding and were horrified by the deaths of Lance Storm and Test.
"No... Look Edge, you don't understand... Their not norm... Oh, whatever. I really don't want to fight with you either." Christian sighed, already feeling tired from all of what's happened today. Giving up on what he wanted to say about the two vampire brothers, Edge wasn't going to believe him and most likely would try and shrug it off, like he has everything else. And he meant it, he didn't want to fight with him, he was just feeling so happy now that he knew he was alright. "I'm just so fucking glad you're Ok! You scared the life out of me! Thought something bad had happened to you..."
"Well, this is proof. I'm fine. I'm more worried and concerned about you." Edge confirmed. "Look, once again I am so sorry. I just want my baby brother to come down and be with me, I don't want to be away from you."
"Ok..." Christian sighed finally. "I'll see what I can do and see whether I can get down for tomorrow. But no, I'm not going back to WWF. Not now anyway."
"That's fine, just come down please. I want to see you and we've got so much to... Talk about." Edge said slyly, not sounding totally trust worthy by the way he said it.
Christian ignored this though and just had enough. "Yea... We do. Call me in the morning and we'll see what's happening. K?"
"Yes. Go get some sleep, Little One. You must be tired and need your strength." Edge replied softly.
"What did you just call me?" Christian frowned when he heard that comment. It wasn't a comment that he was to fond of hearing right now. He remembered how Matt had smirked while calling him that.
"Little One?" Edge repeated, in a questioning voice and couldn't see anything wrong with what he'd just said. "Oh... Just the slip of the tongue. Sorry if you don't like it..."
"Whatever. I'm just tired." Christian replied slowly.
"Goodnight, Chrissy."
"Night."
Christian placed the phone back down on it's receiver and blew a sigh of relief. He was so happy to finally hear that his older brother was alright. But soon returned his glare towards Jericho's way, who still standing there looking a little shocked and been hearing Christian's side of the conversation.
"That was Edge?" Jericho finally asked when he noticed Christian staring at him.
"Yea..."
"Everything alright?" Jericho asked softly. Almost acting like their previous fight didn't happen, most likely forgotten that it did happen.
"Yea... He's alright." Christian sighed softly back, hand rubbing over his face as he felt relief now wash over him.
"You still want to leave here, don't you?" Jericho sighed in question, remembering one of the ending comments Christian had said over the phone.
"Chris! Look, I know you don't like it but it's most likely not safe to stay here." Christian reminded, hand gesturing towards Jericho's bedroom.
"Yea... You're right. Someone knows we're here... And very good at sneaking in and stuff." Jericho sadly agreed.
"I want to go down and see him." Christian said plainly. "I think we need to talk, brother to brother kind of thing..."
"But that's where The Hardyz are. Are you sure that's a smart idea?" Jericho had a very concerned look on his face after hearing that.
"It'll be fine, hopefully... I'm just going down to see Edge, I'm not going anywhere near a WWF building right now." Christian tried to reassure his best friend. "Plus... I heard Lance and Test's funerals are coming up... I was close to them. Don't want to miss them... So we can't just stay here permanently anyway."
"Yea... I guess you're right..." Jericho sighed in defeat. "Don't have to go anywhere near the WWF building... But I'm coming back with you."
"But I said..." Christian started but was immediately cut off.
"Yea, yea. I know what you said in our argument." Jericho held up his hands, motioning to Christian to just let him speak. "Look, a best friend doesn't leave his best friend when he's needed. If anything happens to me then it'll be off my own head, Ok? It's a free country, I can go wherever."
"I won't be able to know how safe your safety is..."
"It's Ok, Christian." Jericho spoke softly. "Let me worry about both of our safety's, Ok? Besides... As your saying yourself, it's just Edge. Nothing wrong with just going to see Edge. We can just go and rent a place back down there for now and visit."
"Yea, just go visit Edge." Christian nodded and was glad that they both finally found an agreement.
"Hey... Look at this..." Jericho pointed out, placing his finger at what he was looking at.
"What's it say?"
"I've seen this in a fair few of these books you brought." Jericho pointed out. "Something about how vampires always have a leader, a sire. Not unless their lone or rogue one's."
"Hmm... Come to think of it I do remember something that Matt and Jeff said, something about orders. Think that could have something to do with that?" Christian pondered in recognition.
"Good chance." Jericho nodded. "It says something about how a sire is almost like a 'parent' to it's children that he/she changes over. Also looks like their very selective too. Have to be special or something to be changed over."
"Makes sense, you wouldn't want to be a parent to any old person and have them as your child for an eternity." Christian scoffed.
"Ha! See the point." Jericho laughed softly in agreement. "As if it isn't bad enough sometimes in the human way! ... It also says it's mostly done by a very old vampire and that's even if he's even high ranked enough and is sire material."
"Great. There's even rules to siring a person now?" Christian joked.
"Looks like it." Jericho laughed back. "Lower one's do have a tendency to turn odd people over but often abandons them and their not part of a 'family brood'. And those one's often die without their sire and/or family support. They normally got to drink their sire's blood for a certain amount of time to gain strength. The sire takes on a very 'parent' role though, apparently. Very protective and broody over their little children, looks like you really don't want to get a 'parent' angry. They could come after you."
"Then that must be what The Hardyz are in, or else they would've died off by now." Christian expressed his thoughts. "They've got to have the same sire or something. And ugh! I hate hearing that word right now."
"Yea, must be or else they wouldn't be the way they are. Strange that their sire picked two brother's though... Doesn't happen often... Not unless I guess the sire really thinks it would be better that way for their children. Tons of people I guess that's close to a sibling would struggle and might not cope without having them around them. Let alone for an eternity!" Jericho shrugged. "It also says something about... Transformation? The one's that get turned over go through quite a long transformation over, even though they look like vampires and could start biting at certain stages they won't be totally till the transformation is totally in place and they have all the basic powers and such."
"Hmm... That could be true, I mean... I saw both Matt and Jeff's teeth and Matt's was far more progressed than Jeff's. And Jeff was asking Matt to help him get food, which meant that he seriously needs Matt's help." Christian nodded.
"Yuk, can't even find their own food. And it's not even real food!" Jericho squirmed.
"It's the way they live... I guess..." Christian shrugged.
"Still gross." Jericho frowned. "There's most likely nicer and nastier vampires as well, I bet. Like there are humans. I bet there could even be one's that purely kill for fun and love to find new ways to do gruesome murders, most likely don't even know their victims."
"Yuk!" Christian wrinkled up his nose at that. "But sadly... That wouldn't surprise me after watching Matt and Jeff in action. Not to mention them doing what they did to Jeff Jarrett, they did that totally out of fun!"
"Those two our off their hinges!"
"I know!"
Both of them shook their heads at the thoughts that plagued their minds, nothing nice was there.
"Do you think there's even a way to stop the 'transformation'?" Christian whispered, breaking the horrible silence.
"Hm... Let me look in this big book here, especially when it seems to have so many answers in it." Jericho replied and skimmed through it. "Yea, there is."
"How?"
"By killing the sire."
"Killing the sire!?" Christian gasped in disbelief. "I've only fought Matt and Jeff and their children, like newborn's, with really nothing next to anything in power wise! And they almost could slaughter me in one direct hit! Without breaking a sweat! Imagine what the sire would be like to fight!"
"Exactly, close to impossible. They might be newborn but they kick ass against humans, no matter how strong the human. Plus... Their often newborn and toddler for ages, takes hundreds of years to even get to maybe their form of teenager." Jericho sighed in defeat. "And when their transformation is complete and their ready to go to become more advanced vampires they can't be changed back."
"Shit!" Was all that Christian could say. He was hoping that there was a way that they could reverse what's happened and have the old Matt and Jeff back but that seemed close to impossible. "And yea... We don't even know who the sire is."
"Exactly." Jericho repeated. "This is officially hopeless."
"And what am I supposed to do?!" Christian gasped. "Avoid Matt and Jeff for the rest of my life!"
"That might not be such a bad idea." Jericho joked.
"It's not funny!" Christian scolded his best friend. "They could permanently chase after me for god knows how long! And what would even happen if they manage to get hold of me!?"
"Ok, calm down, Christian! Only joking!" Jericho tried to soothe. "Getting worked up isn't going to get us anywhere. At least reading these books are giving us some sort of an idea as to what we're up against."
"Hmmm..." Christian grunted back, not liking the news he'd gotten from the books so far.
"Worse news still..." Jericho added, face buried into the book.
"What now?" Christian grunted, what could be any worse than what was happening?
"A advance vampire, which can be a sire, leader and high ranked, can gain unique techniques and skills that other vampires can never learn." Jericho read out to him. "Some have been known to be able to do things like, shape shift, able to go out in broad daylight (maybe acting a little tired in the daylight but other that...), able to make some transformations on some of their children go quickly (if they decide on that is the best or has a motive or reason, not done often though because they like their children to grow and has been known to have side affects on the child by doing that.)...etc... There are tons unknown ones. But as if they're going to know exactly? I bet the people that had written this hasn't met real one's! Half the crap we're reading could be total crap and not helpful or true. Plus there's so many versions of things..."
"God! Are you serious?" Christian gasped, snatching the book off Jericho and reading parts for himself. "..."
"What?" Jericho questioned, pulling a concerned face towards his friend. "Is something the matter?"
"Just... Find that so creepy, to think some might even be able to shape shift themselves."
"Hmm... Yea. But what's with the stressing?" Jericho continued to question. "It's just something we're reading."
"It's just... I had such a creepy thought..."
"What is it?"
"What if... I even know the sire? But don't even know it's them." Christian explained, shivering at the thought as describing it.
"It'd be impossible to know that..." Jericho sighed.
"What if... The orders came from their sire? Meaning that Jeff and Matt were sent by him/her." Christian continued, eyes widening more and more in possible realisation. "What did their sire want with me!? Is that the reason why Jeff and Matt were being so nice to me and so nasty to others?!"
"Wow! Calm down!" Jericho tried to soothe Christian and put a comforting hand on his shoulder.
"That could be the reason why they came after me and are threatening you!" Christian continued more. "They seemed very angry that you're interfering."
"Yea but... That's kind of a normal reaction because I interrupted them... Why? Do you honestly think that it's even possible that... A head vampire could be following you around? Shape shifting to not attract attention?"
"I don't know!" Christian sighed heavily in annoyance. "But even today I had someone weird hanging around me!"
"You did?" Jericho frowned when he heard what Christian said.
"Yea... Had some weird stuff happen to me today." Christian nodded. "And this... Old man was following me around, just staring at me like I was so fascinating or something. He sat next to me on a bench in the local park, it was so strange... One minute the place was empty and the next... There was like no space and he had to sit next to me. He started chatting to me, I thought it was no big deal at first but... Then he started asking me all these personal questions and acted like he knew everything about me."
"Freaky!" Jericho gasped, wide eyed.
"I know... I never want to see him ever again!" Christian frowned. "I saw him after I left the library and he was just... Standing there. Staring at me. Smirking at me. I feel like... I've seen that smirk before."
"God, Christian! You should've told me and just come back here immediately!"
"I know that now... I was just passing the library and had a light go off in my head and got these books... I virtually ran all the way back here when I saw him in the darkening streets, smirking at me." Christian sighed.
"You really need to take better care of yourself, Christian... I don't want you to get hurt by some... Random old man." Jericho tutted with concern.
Christian however didn't reply verbally and just got lost into his own thoughts for the own moment. He needed to get out of here, he couldn't get comfortable here while that old man was still lurking around. How stupid was this!? He was scared of an old man that was lurking around some creepy old Canadian town! But that smirk... The way he looked at him... It was like that old man knew everything about him, inside and out. Yet... He'd never ever laid eyes on him before. What did he want and was he really a threat to him?
"Are you worried that there could be a... Shape shifter around you?" Jericho asked softly, knocking Christian out of his thoughts.
"Yea..." Christian sighed with worry. "There's just so many things that make me think... Maybe. I mean... It does feel like I'm constantly being watched and Matt and Jeff had those orders... It was obvious that they were sent by someone else and they were more than happy to do it. But they weren't going to kill me or anything, they wanted to take me off somewhere. Which was really odd because they seem to usually love going in for the kill quick."
"Yea... That is strange considering they seem to love going for a quick kill and show zero consideration or remorse for the person." Jericho nodded in agreement.
"Plus... We know for certain that Test is dead but yet his body was there..."
"I know! That freaked me out more than anything!"
"How do we know that it wasn't a shape shifter then?" Christian tried pushing the idea into his best friend's head. "Test's death was announced in the newspapers that morning yet I saw Test after reading that."
"Oh my god!" Jericho gasped in realisation. "I hadn't thought of that!"
"Well I can see that!" Christian mocked and only earned a small dirty glance from the other blonde.
"Ok, no need for that." Jericho shot back. "But it's true, that hadn't crossed my mind... Makes so much sense though! Don't you remember at the hotel?"
"With the receptionist?"
"Yea!" Jericho nodded. "How Test and Edge haven't been logging in for days before all of that. But yet they were seen at work but yet... Never ever been in the same place. Never crossed paths, which is odd because we all often come across everybody in the company over short time."
"Yea! Plus I know Edge was in the hotel because I shared a room with him!" Christian gasped. "He was acting odd though the night before he went missing... But you already knew about that."
"Yea... Then with her saying that she hadn't seen Test or Edge for days! Then how the hell did they get into our hotel rooms!?"
"That's exactly what I'm wondering. That's one of the millions of questions I want to talk to Edge about, he always makes sure he checks in and everything. He's usually not that careless." Christian sighed.
"Are you sure that it's a smart idea?"
"What? Visiting Edge?"
"Yea. I mean... Even he's sounding a bit untrustworthy at the moment." Jericho reminded.
"He's my brother. I'm not going to blank him for the rest of my life." Christian frowned.
"Ok, Ok!" Jericho held up his hands in defence, seeing Christian didn't like that. "It was just a thought... But still... The more we talk about it the more the shape shifting idea seems more likely or even possible."
"Yea... That's just showing how crazy we're both getting!" Christian laughed mildly, even though he felt like that was beginning to become the truth. "Don't know if there could be a shape shifter though... But I'm sure if vampires exist then most likely shape shifters do too."
"Gangrel?"
"Huh?"
"Is it possible that it's really him?"
"I don't know... But it sure could explain a lot of things, I guess." Christian sighed, it was best not to rule out anything right now. "Anything could be possible, I guess. But I don't see why he didn't do it when we were in a team then, that's if it's him. He wasted a lot of time then."
"Got me." Jericho shrugged. "Just a thought."
"Or there could be even more than one."
"More than one sire?"
"Well I guess it's possible, isn't it?"
"No idea."
"And there could even be more vampires than just the two killer brothers."
"Most likely."
"Ugh! I don't know what to think anymore." Christian sighed through the tiredness. "It's all to much to take in... I'm just so happy that Edge is alright and my fears weren't true."
"Fears?"
"Yea... I was worried that the same thing could've happened to him. I mean, he was gone for a week like they were and now he's talking weird."
"Weird?"
"Yea... Couldn't put my finger on it." Christian sighed again. "Might be me just being tired... I'm very tired now."
"Yea, me too." Jericho agreed. "I think we should just call it a night for now and sort things tomorrow. Mind if I stay with you tonight? Because of... The mess in my room."
"I'll call the library tomorrow and say I need the books a bit longer and will post them back when I'm done." Christian nodded and explained. "And sure, no good you staying in there!"
"Cool... Mind if I borrow some night stuff?... Mine got kind of... Well... Destroyed."
"Sure." Christian nodded and showed sympathy for of his best friends problems, which he still believed was caused by him. "As soon as we get out of this creepy lil town we'll go emergency shopping."
"Agreed." Jericho laughed and followed Christian into the bedroom.
Hmm... Not all seems right with Edge, is it really the same old Edge? And why is he insisting that Christian goes to where he is? Plus what more secrets are lurking about, is there even more to know about vampires?
Haven't added a chapter in a while and saw that I had already uploaded this chapter and just needed editing and stuff on here, so done that and updated the story : ) Would've been adding more if it weren't for university work... Anyway, hope you enjoyed the chapter and review.