The heartbeat made him strong.
'Don't die on me.' Corey crouched at Bronson's side. 'I want you around when I'm grey haired and wrinkled.'
'I'll live on just to see that.' Bronson smiled and winced. 'You're GUSHING blood, man.'
Corey reached and felt his forehead. The gash above his eyebrow was deep and sticky wet.
'Huh. I'll be damned.'
'I don't like this. You probably have a concussion.'
'It IS popular in WWE these days.'
'Don't kid around. We might die in here.'
'Dying in a rest room is heaven if I'm beside you.'
He jumped and struck out at the hand on his back.
'Fuck! Don't sneak up on me!'
'I didn't.' Adrian replied, with Aiden and Tyler behind him. 'We heard you calling for help so we ran here as fast as- this building, shit, half of its on fire and the rest is flooding.'
'Dammit!' Corey scowled, more upset with the man he loved being in peril than actually crying for help, like a baby. 'We can't rush with Bronson, his neck's broken.'
'Get out and leave me here.'
'Fuck no! And you can't make me.'
'Let me think...we can strap him on a table and carry him out.'
'Slowly?' Adian sniffled. 'We'll die in here.'
Corey glared.
'I was right.' Bronson joked.
Adrian nudged Tyler who elbowed Aiden with a cold look.
'Just call us the emergency crew.'
Falling to pieces, the arena was his life.
Month after month without Lucky killed him inside.
Joey walked as a zombie would, blank faced, dead eyed.
Nearly walked into fallen electrical wires had Miz not grabbed him in time.
'Man, what are you DOING?!'
'Let go! I want to-'
'No you don't. You think you do but act stupid and you get no second chance.'
'I want my husband back!'
Mike felt especially soft hearted, let Joey sob into his designer suit, knew and sympathized.
He'd lost his little buddy, his wonderful dog.
Didn't know how it felt to be spouse-less but silently wept along with him.
'I'll help you find him.'
'no matter how long it takes?'
'For as long as I live, I swear.'
Roman whistled and called for Leo.
No luck.
And this weird purple powder sifting down, what WAS this shit?!
He halted.
Leo in front of him, better still, within reach.
Leo before he'd been Changed, short hair, regular looking guy.
Ray?' roman blinked.
'My Island man.'
Leo dropped into a predatory crouch, grinned, used his mouth with all its talents.
Roman's eyes slid closed.
Bulged open at Leo's cry of pain.
'It hurts me! I'm tearing apart!'
roman cursed. Leo was Changing, hands turning to paws, hair growing into a male lion mane, long tail sprouting from his rump.
roman held Leo, tried to calm him.
Claws swatted over his chest, knocking him back.
He growled.
Leo growled back.
'Bring it ON then!' Roman snarled and charged.
The lion slammed into his body, knocked them both into a roll.
Blood and darkness.
