A new girl in town
Chapter 23
Cena/Al Snow
"I'll do it," Jon said as he moved toward the door.
"No we'll get it." Al said taking head with him toward the door.
"Whatever. If locking the door means that much to you, knock yourself out," Jon said.
Al locked the door then turned around looking smug.
Al turned toward the monitor and sat down near Sammy.
Jon remained standing as he looked down at The Undertaker's girlfriend.
"They really did a number on you. But I can't picture you hurting anyone," he said.
They had just seen Taker and Kane enter the ring when there was a sudden pounding on the door.
"Who the hell is that?" Jon asked.
"I don't know." Al said. "I can't see through doors and neither can head."
"Shut up, smartass," Jon said as he went to the door.
"Who is it?" he asked.
"Let me in or I'll break this god damn door down." The voice on the other side said.
"Oh that's Hunter." Al said hearing the voice.
"What the fuck do we do now?" Jon whispered.
Al got up and walked to the door.
"You can't come in Hunter." Al said calmly thought the door.
"I want the person responsible for attacking Chyna and Tori." Hunter demanded.
"Whoever you're looking for isn't here Hunter," Jon said.
"It's just me, Al Snow and The Undertaker's girlfriend," he added.
"I know she's in there." Hunter said loudly. "Let me in or I'll bust this door down and kick your asses."
"Well you can't come in." Al said very calmly.
"Who the hell are you talking about?" Jon asked in confusion.
Instead of an answer there was a loud thud on the door then another one.
"I think he's trying to get in." Al said with wonder. "Doesn't he know there are three of us in here to protect her?"
"We're screwed. The rest of DX can't be far," Jon said.
"Don't worry he can't get in if he does we three can handle them." Al said calmly as if completely confident.
"There. Are not. 3 of us!" Jon yelled.
"Why aren't you counting yourself you are a fairly good fighter." Al asked sounding confused.
The pounding continued on the door.
"Just shut up," Jon snapped.
"If he gets in, it's however many of us against DX," he added.
Just then they heard a loud crack.
"I guess he can come in." Al said.
"Fuck," was all that Jon managed to say.
Then the door burst open to show a very very pissed off Hunter.
"If you want to make it through the night you'll get out of here." Hunter threatened moving toward the couch where Sammy lay.
"I don't think so." Al said standing in Hunter's way.
Hunter stepped forward and threw Al and head to the side.
"I'm not going anywhere. You can try to kick my ass and you'll probably win. But I'll get right back up. If you want some, come get some," Jon said.
"Oh is that the way you feel." Hunter said advancing on Cena.
"You're damn right it's the way I feel," Jon said refusing to back down.
"You can't intimidate me and you sure as hell won't be putting your hands on her as long as I'm here," Jon added.
Hunter grabbed Cena locking up with him and kneed him in the chest knocking the wind out of
Cena and dropping him to one knee.
Just then Cena saw a blur and Hunter went down.
"See I told you Head could fight." Al said still holding head like a weapon.
"Nice job. But you made it do that," Jon said.
"NO I didn't. Head did it all." Al said.
"No, you did," Jon said emphasizing every word.
"Head and I will guard the door in case the rest of DX comes." Al said as if Cena hadn't said anything at all.
Jon just shook his head. The guy was completely out of his mind but Hunter would have probably killed him if that thing hadn't been there.
"Thanks a lot, Snow," he said.
"We can't carry him out so you'd better tie him up in case he wakes up. I think Taker and Kane will want to talk to him." Al said over his shoulder.
Yeah. . .just let me find some ropes. I'm sure there are plenty of those somewhere. Jon thought sarcastically as he began looking around the room.
Jon wasn't able to find any rope but he did find a role of duct tape.
"Why the hell is there duct tape here?" he asked as he began unrolling it. Then he started binding Hunter's limbs
Glancing at the monitor he saw that Kane and Taker had just won the match.
"Never mind they'll be back any minute." Al said.
A few minutes later.
"What the hell are you doing in the hall Snow." Taker yelled from several feet down the hall. "I told you not to open the door."
"I didn't." Al said. "Hunter did."
"What?" Taker said sprinting the last few feet to the door and inside.
"Don't worry she's safe. Head knocked him out." Snow said as Taker and Kane passed him.
Taker rushed over to Sammy never seeing the bound Hunter on the floor.
"Good job guys." Kane said surveying the scene.
Jon had just finished wrapping Hunter up when The Undertaker entered the room.
"She's fine," Jon said.
"Why do you have duct tape?" he asked.
Taker didn't answer. Instead he began looking Sammy over.
"She's ok." Kane said seeing a duct taped Hunter on the floor.
"We always do." Kane told Cena.
Al came back into the room telling head that Kane was talking to both of them when he said good job.
"Okay then," Jon said. Then he shrugged. He really didn't want to know.
"I know you're the one that hit him." Al said to head. "But if it wasn't for me and Jon you wouldn't have had the chance."
"He was talking to you and I, Snow," Jon said.
"I meant all three of you." Kane said deciding to include head for Al's benefit and laughing.
Jon just shook his head again. What a weird guy. He thought. Then he turned to Kane.
"I think you may have to force Kayla to leave her office when the show's over," he said.
"She said something about planning on working all night. I didn't get much more than that but there was something about a website and something else about launching a network?" Jon added.
"We'll deal with that later." Kane said. "Taker I don't think he got to her."
"He didn't." Al said. "Jon distracted him and head attacked from behind."
"He didn't," Jon confirmed. "He did his damn best to take me out," Jon said.
"Good thing Head was here." Al said happily.
Jon shook his head yet again and rolled his eyes.
I wonder how well a mannequin head floats? He thought as amusing mental images began to filter through his brain. Head in the ocean. Head in the toilet. Head getting thrown off of a diving board. Jon smiled to himself and fought against the urge to laugh.
Taker stood up and looked at the two of them as they bickered.
Those are the most unlikely of body guards. He thought. But they got the job done.
"Thanks." Taker said.
"Any time," Jon said.
"Our pleasure." Al said.
Just then Hunter moaned.
Taker smiled and kicked Hunter in the ribs.
"We should definitely give him a taste of his own medicine," Jon said.
"He's already wrapped up like a Christmas present," he added.
"Na," Taker said. "Let me and Kane take care of that. There's bound to be a shit storm as it is. No need for you guys to be involved any further."
"Yeah," Kane said. "Vince is going to have a fit with what was already done to him he's supposed to have a match."
"You guys were never here." Taker said.
"Right." Jon said.
"Ok, Head and I were never here." Al said smiling.
Jon shrugged.
"Alright, I'll leave it to you then," he said. Then he smiled and left the room.
Al smiled patted head and walked out behind Cena.
"That was fun." Al said. "We should totally do three man tag."
Jon rolled his eyes.
"I'd maybe consider a 2 man tag. You can use that thing at the end of the match," he said.
Cena, what is wrong with you? He thought. This lunatic will probably take you up on that.
Jon rolled his eyes.
"That would be great. Head could be our manager so head won't feel left out." Al said totally serious.
"Great I'll tell Vince at the next meeting." Al said joyfully.
Did I really just agree to be managed by a mannequin head? Jon wondered. Am I going to lose my mind like this idiot?
"I can't wait till our first match. We are going to kick ass." Al said stopping at his locker room.
"Head already has some ideas." Al added.
"No hard core matches. It's wrestling or nothing," Jon said.
"Darn. Head was really looking forward to booking some of those. But we'll come up with something else just wait and see." Al said.
"I can't wait," Jon said sarcastically. He didn't think Al had picked up on it.
"We're going to be the greatest tag team of all time." Al said, turning to walk into his locker room.
"Great. Call me when we have a name," Jon said. Then he walked away.
Jon wasn't halfway down the hall when he got a text.
"Head's dynamic duo." It was from Al.
Jon stared blankly at his phone. Then he got an idea.
He went to YouTube and found a certain video. Then he shared it with Al.
It was a cat being spun in a washing machine. soap bubbles were flying everywhere and the cat's yowling could be clearly heard.
Wade/Cassie/Vanessa
Vanessa, to her surprise, found herself enjoying the show. She didn't have a clue who any of the wrestlers were but the crowd alone was entertaining. Once the matches began, she quickly found herself caught up in the reactions around her and the action in the ring.
These people are fucking insane. She thought as someone hit a flying something off of the top rope.
Cassie was entranced and couldn't stop screaming. It had taken all of her self-restraint to not fangirl at the top of her lungs the moment they'd arrived at Kane's room. She loved wrestling and loved cheering on her favorites and booing those she hated.
Wade watched the matches but his attention was mostly focused elsewhere. He was worried about Sammy, worried about how hard Kayla would push herself tonight, and worried about the possible repercussions that would occur since he'd been the one who had taken down those crazy bitches. He would have been surprised and thrilled at how in to the event Vanessa was but he didn't notice.
Then Kane's entrance startled him out of his thoughts.
Cassie screamed some more and Vanessa waved.
Then King started in on Kane as usual.
"You're a jackass and I hope you die!" Cassie yelled.
Big red retard? Vanessa thought angrily. Why would a spokesperson for an international company say something like that? Who's letting that happen?
"I hope he breaks your fuckin' jaw over and over again. Hell, I'll do it myself if you don't shut the fuck up right now," Wade growled at King.
King ignored them and continued to put Kane down at every opportunity.
Cassie lost her mind completely once Demolition hit the ring.
"Marry me, Smash! I'll even let you face paint me. . .in bed!" she screamed.
"You're supposed to marry us, Beyoncé!" Wade yelled back.
"No, I'm not! You ruined things forever when you started calling me that!" Cassie screamed.
Vanessa rolled her eyes.
"Jesus, just watch the damn wrestling, you guys," she said.
"Kane, beat his ass! Show them who's the mother fucking boss!" Cassie screamed as Kane and Crush started exchanging blows.
"I notice you aren't cheering his brother," Vanessa said.
"His time will come," Cassie said with a grin.
The match went back and forth for a while. When Taker was tagged in, Cassie added jumping up and down to her screaming,. Wade entertained himself by adding one - liners in a squeaky voice to everything that Cassie screamed. Vanessa just sighed and watched the match with interest.
Then they all heard King call Kane a 'retarded monster'.
Wade clenched his fists and Vanessa started eyeing her bag. Cassie slowly unhooked her cane from the strap of her bag and slid it in to her hand.
Say one more word, you evil, perverted jackass. She thought angrily. Eh, fuck it. Now's as good a time as any.
She carefully took aim at where she thought the back of King's head was, and then she smacked him with the folded cane.
"Oopsy. . ." Cassie said sweetly, and then she giggled.