Since Crazy Train is coming to an end...and sadness roams. Here is a new one-shot.
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No Time
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Randy's body's in a casket.
They're choking him. Burying him and he doesn't even care. "John," he whispers in such a soft, such a broken little voice, "I want John…"
He shuts his eyes tight.
"I'm supposed to be dead, right?" he whispers to the wind.
And he feels the dirt choke on him.
Choking on black dirt.
It hurts him. And he feels as if though he's really dead, decomposing…and he can't breathe in this tight space and he conserves his energy, tearing out and fainting just before he can take another breath and as he breathes through the tiny particles of air around him, and he tries to breathe—but he really can't.
'John…John…'
He can't breathe.
But he doesn't really care.
And he closes his eyes.
And waits to die.
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Their eyes are going to pop out of their head.
"RANDY!"
Both of their voices collide at once.
Cody's blue eyes, innocently pained, biting onto his lower lip, tears filling his eyes as Cody's head twists to Ted's.
Ted feels Cody's stare and looks at him, and now, they're both staring and they both have blood dripping from their hair and shoulders are mixed with blood but they don't really care that the look like Hell as Ted licks the blood off his lips.
Bitter.
Everything's too bitter.
Ted silently curses himself.
Cody's just watching as he tries to get out of the embrace of the trees that they're stuck in but there isn't any hope for them as they tire out and eventually, try to pray for their friend's safety.
They feel as if their prayers are going to go unanswered.
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John Cena, out of everything, doesn't like getting lost.
It's dark.
He doesn't know where he is. He's all so very alone.
It's so dark.
He's trying to find the piece of light.
Mike…?
Randy…?
Ted…?
Cody…?
He doesn't find anything as he moves further.
Anyone…?
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Mike's body shifts.
He's lost John.
He's always lost these days, isn't he?
He remembers being tortured here. With their knives digging into his body, piercing, horrible blood flowing, with him having to watch John suffer—John—what happened to him? Did he die?
No!
His John can't die!
Mike thinks of John Morrison's innocent eyes and his hair and eyes.
And he suddenly misses the goddamn Palace of Wisdom.
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"RANDY!"
That shocks him.
His Randy.
In danger?
John races as he looks around, races with the branches kicking onto him and leaving him battered and he doesn't really care as he finds himself reaching towards the setting and he falls to his knees, digging the dirt out of the way and finding a fainted Randy and he looks at him.
"How long—?"
"Two minutes." He hears Ted say.
He holds onto Randy's body and brings him close to his chest again as he strokes the nape of Randy's neck.
"Not enough to kill him," John says, burying Randy's head in his chest as he walks over to Ted and Cody and releases them and he holds onto Randy's body, carrying him easily, "Where do you guys stay?"
Ted and Cody walk at the thought and they don't say anything else.
They all stop after a ten minute walk to a bunch of brown little cabins all squished together and John notices that they're not too far off from Mike…Mike! He has to find Mike! He kisses onto Randy's lips, even if they're cold and rigid, and places him onto Ted's bed, before looking outside.
"I'll go out. Look for Mike."
"Miz is here?" Ted asks, confused.
John Cena only nods his head as he shuts the doors so they can't be disturbed and goes off into the darkness.
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"Mike?"
No sound.
"Mike?!"
Nothing at all.
His voice's all hoarse and cracked and he doesn't think Mike's around here at all and now that the place actually falls to dark night, he doesn't know where he is.
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Mike Mizanin thinks of John Morrison.
"John, what do they want from us?" Mike snuggles into John's chest, feeling his 'rock solid' muscles and feels Morrison press Mike's head against his chest.
"Mike…what do you do?"
Mike's eyes tear as tears cascade. He can't believe Johnny would say something like that! But Mike realizes the truth as he snuggles even deeper into John Hennigan's chest. "You see, there was one time where I was Ted DiBiase's best friend and Ted had this sorta of gang try outs…"
"Try outs?" John's eyebrow rises.
"Yes, you see… they made me do horrible things. They made us both do horrible things! I couldn't take it—I—"John plants a kiss on Mike's lips, feeling the warmth of Mike's lips, he deepens the kiss.
"If we get out of here alive, I need you to know; I love you, Michael Mizanin."
Mike's eyes are tearing up on the inside as he tries not to remember. His feet are walking but he barely knows it. He's lost and he barely cares.
He just wants to be in John's arms again.
They're ripping him from his John's arms.
They hold onto Mike's leg, pushing him back as John tries to pull him to him and as they threaten Mike's health, John finally lets go, letting Mike's body press against Travis's and Travis kisses his earlobe.
"Say goodbye, Morrison to your boyfriend."
"Give him back before-"
A gun to the right side of Mike's head, "before what?"
"…nothing."
They take Mike away as Mike tries to reach out for John's body all over again, "John! John! Please! Don't leave me alone! Please!" and his eyes and hopes are being crushed as John slowly fades from his sight.
"Please…"
There's just no time for thoughts.
He wants to find John.
One way or another.
Um…review?
Next one?
'Trouble Lurking'.
Summary: "And you, John? You're going off to engage Orton only because of a bet?" Randy's eyes twist to look at John's. "Bet?"
;) Sam