A new girl in town Chapter 77

John/Cena/Hunter/Ron/Sargent

"I'm telling you the Hotel has been searched from top to bottom. No room has been left unopened and unsearched. She is not in this hotel." The sargent said.

"She has to be. How could he have carried her out without being seen?" Ron demanded.

"I don't know the answer to that question." The Sargent said. "We've reviewed the tapes on all the exits and it appears no one was carried out."

"Then she has to be here." John said.

"As I've said repeatedly searching the same area is not going to get us anywhere we need to expand the search. I suggest you folks go back to your normal lives and let us continue to do our jobs. We'll do our best to find her." The Sargent said turning and walking away.

"Go back to our normal lives." Cena said. "Just like that."

"I don't know what to do." Ron said. "In a way he's right. We've searched the hotel. She ain't here. DAMN"

Just then Hunter's phone rang.

"WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!" you could hear Vince scream.

"Vince I'm back at the hotel dealing with something." Hunter said not wanting to say what.

"If they haven't found her by now you and they better get their asses to the next event or you are all fired." Vince screamed loud enough for half the lobby to hear.

"Guys. I guess you heard that." Hunter said looking chagrined.

"Yeah." Ron, John and Cena said almost as one.

Cena shook his head.

The four of them headed back upstairs and went their separate ways.

Cena

Cena got back to the room he was sharing with Kayla and packed his things then hers.

I'm not leaving her stuff behind. He thought. I can't.

Picking up her bags and his he went down and got into his rental and headed out to the next arena still not believing the things that had happened in the last twenty four hours.

I can't believe I lost her. I told her I'd protect her and I lost her. What kind of friend am I? How could I have done that to her? He thought as he drove.

John/Ron

"Man I can't believe we got drugged." John said.

"We couldn't have seen that coming. I mean really." Ron said. "Who knew it was THAT serious."

"Still. Taker is gonna be pissed."

"Fuck Taker still doesn't know" John said.

"I'm sure he does by now." Ron said.

"I'll call and be sure." John said. "Though I think he's going to crawl through the phone and kill me."

"Yeah." Taker said sleepily picking up the phone.

"Taker it's John."

"Yeah. How is it going?" Taker asked.

"You haven't heard?" John asked.

"NO I took a couple events off. What should I have heard?" Taker asked sounding slightly upset.

"Kayla got taken last night." John said.

"TAKEN?!" Taker said getting to his feet abruptly.

"Yeah. Ron, Cena and I were drugged and she was taken. We the cops and us and Hunter have searched the hotel. She's not there and the security footage doesn't show her leaving."
"WHAT DOES HUNTER HAVE TO DO WITH THIS!" Taker shouted.

"He was helping us search." John said.

"He probably took her damn it." Taker said loudly.

"I don't think he did." John said. "He seemed really surprised she was gone. Anyway Vince has ordered us back to work even though we haven't found her. I didn't know what else to do so the cops are working it now."

Kayla

She dozed for a while but couldn't be sure of how much time was passing. Every time her eyes opened, darkness made it impossible to tell a thing about her surroundings.

Is this how I'm going to die? She wondered as thirst leached her voice and left her wishing she could move enough to at least find a bathroom.

Well they gave me did one thing well: it's made me thirsty. She thought. And I can't do anything about it.

Hopelessness began to set in.

I came back from serving to die like this? She asked silently. As with all of the questions she'd asked since this nightmare began, no one was there to reply.

Cena

Arriving at the new hotel Cena signed a few autographs on autopilot and headed up to his room.

Shit that right I had them book a room with two beds. He thought walking in. So I could keep an eye on Kayla. Shit shit shit shit. He thought.

She must be terrified wherever she is. I can't imagine what she's going through I know she's a marine and all but damn. When we get her back how can I ever make this up to her. If .. no I refuse to think that way we will get her back. We will. Cena berated himself.

Cena paced the room for a few minutes then decided to go workout.

Ron/John

"That went well." John said hanging up the phone. "Taker thinks Hunter is in on it. Which means anywhere he searched is suspect."

"Well the cops searched everywhere we searched too so they would of found her if he conveniently overlooked her." Ron said.

"Taker is pissed." John said.

"I could hear that." Ron said.

Ron drove silently leaving John to his thoughts.

Hunter

I really thought she was playing the drama queen that the 'stalking' thing was nothing. Turns out it was more than that. I shouldn't have done what I did but how was I to know it would go this far. It wasn't supposed to be like this not even close to this. Hunter thought as he drove. It was just a couple of key cards and a few bits of information how could that have turned into this. How? It was all just supposed to be a game.

But I can fix this. I'm the game I can fix anything. He thought as he drove to the next location. Right?

Kane/Sammy

"J.J. you have to come back to me." Kane whispered. "I can't do this without you. You know I can't. You showed me what the world was like with you in it I can't go back to a world without you."

Sammy stepped into the ICU to check on Kane and saw him in the same position he'd been in hours before.

"This is not good. She should have woken by now." Sammy whispered to herself as she took a seat in the waiting room again.
It's been two days and no sign of her waking up. Luckily the pressure hasn't gotten any worse but it hasn't gone down either. They still have the probe in her head and there has been no change at all. Sammy thought. This is nuts. Its all because of Hunter and his games.

When J.J. wakes I'm going to kill Hunter for this. Kane thought. I'll tear him limb from limb for doing this to J.J. then I'll kill him. Kane thought. Then I'll do the same to Demolition for carrying out the order. There will be blood for this.

Taker

Pacing the room Taker tried to make sense of what John had just told him.

Kayla is missing from the room they were drugged but there is no sign of her leaving the hotel. But the hotel was searched and there is no sign of her. How can that be? She either left the hotel or she is still in it. Taker thought. I'll have to go tear the place apart myself after this event He decided.

Hunter

After this event I'm going back to the hotel. There has to be something that got missed. I mean she can't have just disappeared into thin air. I'm sure I can figure out what was missed. Hunter thought.

Cena

I still can't believe it happened. Cena thought as he walked into the staff meeting. He could feel Taker's icy glare even from across the room as he took a seat.

Shit. Cena thought shaking his head.

Taker

I can't believe they lost her. They were in the same room with her. Three of them and they lost her. Taker thought. His anger rising. He barely heard Vince name his opponent.

Hunter

Good I don't have anyone tonight. But I feel bad for Orton. He's facing Taker tonight and Taker looks like he's ready to kill. Hunter thought.

I can't believe we couldn't fine her. I mean jeeze how could they have lost her to begin with. Sure I didn't help but it wasn't all my fault was it? Hunter thought.

DX

Hunter is way off today. Chyna though. If I didn't know better I'd think he knew something about this whole Kayla thing.

Man if Hunter keeps glaring at me the way he is I'm going for a long ass walk. Jessie thought. I am not gonna end up getting a smack down tonight.

Something is up with the big man. I don't know what it is but I'm keeping my distance. As much distance as possible. Billy Gunn thought.

Kayla

She couldn't tell what was real any more.

Sometimes, she woke up with her skin on fire and her whole body shaking, hearing explosions going off all around her. But it wouldn't be dark if there were explosions, would it?

She couldn't see anything. That wasn't right. And why was it so quiet? Why couldn't she feel her body or move?

Everything felt distant. Her tongue felt like sandpaper in her mouth and her lips were dry and cracked. She needed water.

Her thoughts kept wondering off-course. Sometimes, she felt rain on her face but how could that be? If there was rain, she could drink it. But her moth wasn't less parched.

Where was she? She couldn't remember. Was she supposed to know?

She tried to move her hands into a more comfortable position but they were too heavy. The effort it took made spots start dancing in her vision. Then the room started spinning...

Her ears rang...

And her body lost its fight for consciousness.

Cena/Chavo

Gotta keep my mind in the game. Cena thought. Chavo is good.

But before he knew it Chavo was on him and he was fighting the wiry Mexican off.

Shit, Cena keep it together. He told himself.

Man Cena ain't himself tonight this is gonna be easy. Chavo thought.

The match continued but it was mostly one sided every time Cena would get something going his mind would wander and Chavo would gain the upper hand. Before long the match was over and Cena had been pinned.

Taker/Orton/announcers

Taker walked down toward gorilla position.

"You had better not shortchange the match again Taker." Vince shouted as he walked by.

Taker didn't say anything he just kept walking.

As he approached gorilla position he saw Orton go through the curtain to his music.

Perfect timing. Taker thought. He got to the Curtain and waited only a few moments then his music hit. He walked out leaving his bike behind the curtain.

He's not bringing out the bike. Orton thought. I wonder why.

Taker stalked down to the ring slowly never taking his eyes off his opponent.

"Taker looks pissed." J.R. said. "I wonder what Orton did."

"Orton didn't do anything. Taker is always Pissed." King said.

Taker entered the ring by going over the top rope his eyes never leaving Orton for a second.

"You ain't gonna do to me what you did to your last opponent. NO way." Orton said.

"Oh no." Taker said. "You I'm gonna take my time with."

Oh shit. Orton thought.

Taker took a step forward after the bell and Orton took a step back.

Taker signaled a lockup and initially Orton refused.

"Looks like Orton wants nothing to do with Taker." J.R. said.

"Would you?" King asked.

Finally Orton stepped forward and locked up with Taker. But he was soon pushed backward into the corner.

Taker broke the hold and began to pummel him with lefts and rights rocking Orton's head back with each blow.

The ref demanded that Taker let the younger man out of the corner to Taker stepped back. Orton came out swinging but there was no one there.

Taker grabbed Orton's swinging arm and propelled him into the opposite corner and followed him in crushing him into the turnbuckles.

Then Taker stepped back and Orton fell out onto his face.

This isn't gonna take long if he doesn't fight back Taker thought.

"Well looks like this is going to be over pretty quickly. Orton has yet to even mount any kind of offense." J.R. said.

"Give him a minute it just started." King said.

Orton got his knees then his feet and tried to attack Taker only to be pushed away and again be used as a punching bag. A final punch sending Orton to the canvas once again.

This is nuts. Orton thought trying to again get to his feet.

Once again on his feet Orton avoided Taker for a minute or two and then bounced off the ropes to attempt a clothesline. Taker ducked it and kneed Orton in the chest doubling the younger man over.

"You gotta at least try." Taker whispered to Orton as he pulled him upright again.

What the fuck does he think I'm doing. Orton thought winded from the knee to the chest.

Taker flung Orton into the ropes and met him with a boot coming out which planted the young man in the canvas one more time.

Man this is ridicules. Orton thought. I have never been manhandled like this before. I have to do something. I have to get him off his feet somehow.

Orton got to his feet and landed a drop kick but instead of going for Taker's chest he went for his knee hoping to knock a leg out from under him.

Fuck! Taker thought when his leg was knocked out from under him and his knee exploded in pain.

That did it. Orton thought getting back to his feet.

Orton waited for Taker to start to get up.

I'll hit the RKO and it'll be done. Orton thought.

Taker got to his feet but when Orton went for the RKO Taker blocked by pushing Orton into the ropes.

Orton hung onto the ropes then turned around. Taker was waiting for him with a barrage of punches. When Taker stopped a moment later Orton was hanging limply on the ropes. The Ref came running over but before he could tell Taker go let him out of the ropes Taker pulled him off the ropes and set him up for the tombstone.

Shit NO! Orton thought as he was being positioned but it was too late. His head hit a moment later.

One THUD

Two THUD

Three THUD

Taker was declared the winner. He flipped out over the top rope and headed back.

Vince was waiting in the hall.

"Long enough?" Taker asked as he passed Vince. He didn't stay long enough to get an answer.