Title: He's Dead Author: Crystal (I'm MiSTing!!) Rating: R (for language) Disclaimers: Once again! I did NOT write this story. This story belongs to the author. I, sadly, don't own any of the wrestlers. They are owned Vince MacMahon, Shane MacMahon, WWF, and WCW. Distribution: Just ask and you may recieve. ************************************************************************** Notes: I had a hard time reading this story. It made absolutely no sense at all. ************************************************************************** ****(Jeff, Matt, Lita, Shannon, Shane, and Evan are ushered into a room by Vince who quickly closes and locks the door behind them.) Lita: This could be catagorized as cruel and unusual punishment. Matt: Definately. Shannon: Let's just pray that there are no more sex scenes. Lita: Definately. Vince (voice from speakers): Okay, everyone be seated in the front of the room. (They go and sit in the first row of seats. The lights turn off and the screen in the front of the room turns on and is fulled with the newest story.)*** Title: He's Dead Author: Meredith Anne Gerber ***All: Shit ... Jeff: Haven't we suffered enough? Evan: I have kids. I can't be reading all of this bad fic.*** Rating: R for language Author's Notes: Thank you to all those people who calculated the time from the two places! I appreciate it! Mad props to Krissy for gettin' the answer for me! LoL! Also, not in this chapter, but there will be hints and clues to who died, and in this chapter there MIGHT be a clue of who shot the wrestler! BUT I am going to be screwing with your minds!!!! ::evil laugh:: ***Shane: She's going to mess with our minds? That is scary. Shannon: I thought that's what she did with "Prom Night"? Lita: Lets not even TALK about that story. Jeff (answering Shannon): I guess not. Evan: So ... is this like "Clue" or something? Shane: Great. She's trying to do a mystery. This should be fun.*** Meredith sat there, her eyes open, and stared at the floor, as her brother tried to make her feel better. He sighed to himself, everytime Meredith shifted. She made a shaky sigh, and got off her brother's lap, and went to the phone. ***Lita: What the hell... ? Why ... ? Shane: Did he just sigh? Jeff: Dayum. I hope not. That's a little ... (gulps) ... that was incest. Shannon: We misread it. That was not incest. Please let it not be incest.*** "Who are you calling?""Sean.""Why?""He needs to know." ***Matt: I hate when things start in the middle of a scene. You get so confussed.*** "Meredith.....sit." Meredith did as she was instructed. "Put the phone down on the receiver." ***Lita: Where else would you put a phone?*** There was a low click as the phone hit it's receiver. "We are not calling anyone.........yet." "Matt! People have to know!" ***Shannon (as Meredith): "They have to know that we are together, my brother." (begins to laugh hysterically) Evan (laughing along with everyone else): That is disgusting.*** "I know. I know. Look, I'll call Drew's cell, ok?" "Alright." She sighed, and sat indianstyle on the bed, as she watched her big brother take out his phone. He dialed a few numbers and waited for an answer. None. Matt hung up and shook his head. "No answer." ***Lita: So ... Andrew is supposed to know who killed the person? Matt: I think so ... Yeah ... That sounds about right.*** "Damn.......I cannot WAIT to find out who the hell shot him....." ***Evan: Neither can i so that I can go HOME. Shane: Calm down. Evan: I'm okay. It's cool... It's cool...*** .....""We're back on WGN News at 9......To cover the story on the professional wrestler known as....." ***Shane (as the reporter): "Matt Hardy." There story's over let's go home. Matt: WAIT!!! Why do I have to be dead? Shane: First name that poped in my head. (Matt rolls his eyes and puts his arm around Lita) Jeff: No, that sounds good. Let's stick to that. Matt: No ... But ... Lita: Matt. If we say it's youwe might get out early. Matt: Okay ... Fine ...*** "Seriously. Get to the person who shot him!""She was arrested for the murdering of....." ***Jeff (as reporter): "Matt Hardy!" (everyone looks to him) I was a little too happy.*** "I AM GONNA KILL THAT MOTHER FUCKING SKANKY BITCH!" Meredith got up and yelled at the TV. Her fists got tight, and Matt walked over to her, and intertwined his fingers with hers. ***Jeff: Repatition repatition repatition ... *** Her face became pale, and her eyes were nothing more than puddles of water. He wiped a tear off her cheek, and hugged her tightly. "No. Not yet." She squeezed him and he squeezed back. "We're just going to have to drive down to Baltimore and get this straightened out....." ***Lita and Evan: Get what straightened out? Evan: He's DEAD for fuck's sake! It was on the NEWS! Shannon: Whoa. Evan said fuck. Calm down Evan. It's okay. It's just a horrible story. It's gonna be over soon.*** "Matt......w....what are we gonna do if it's true?""I dunno, Mere. I don't know.""W...What about?" "Matt......w....what are we gonna do if it's true?""I dunno, Mere. I don't know.""W...What about?" "I know the thoughts of what you could do to her.....You can't." "She just killed one of my best friends! How could she!" Meredith screamed, tears rolling down her cheeks. "What did he do to piss her off!" ***Shane: Dumbass and Dumdass, it was on the news. So, therefor it is true. You know, not false. Lita: And speaking of Dumbass, don't she know that she'll go to jail for killing the killer. Eye for an eye or not.*** "Meredith. This is why we are going to Baltimore. Now go get your luggage and pack quickly. We only have a few hours to get there." Meredith did as instructed, and, with the help of her brother, got packed and ready to go to Baltimore to see what was REALLY wrong. ***Jeff (smiles fakely): Can't wait.*** Meredith folded her clothes weakly. Her brother had to help her majority of the packing because of her shaky hands and unchained thoughts. Matt sat her down on the bed, and zipped up her suitcase. He knelt down infront of her, and held her hands in his. ***Lita: Is it just me or does that second sentence make absolutely no sense at all. "Majority" doesn't go there like that. Jeff: Or she's missing a word or two. Matt: Or a piece of brain.*** "We gotta be strong for him, ok?""Ok...." She sniffled."Meredith...""I promise." Matt gave her a side look, and a cocking eyebrow, and she sighed. "I do Matt!" She burst into tears again. Matt reached over and grabbed a Kleenex, wiping her eyes. "No, you don't. You gotta stop bawling and start getting ready for a very hard week...." Matt shook his head in silence. There was no sound made but Meredith's sniffling for a good ten minutes. ***Matt (reading): "A cocking eyeborw?" Lita (reading): "A side look?" This is SO generic. Shannon: It's a Meredith fic. It sucks.*** "Why did God take him, Matt?" Meredith asked, meekly. "What?" Matt got confused a little bit. He was Catholic, but was confused by Meredith's words. ***Shannon: Let's try to ignore that. Please, let's just keep reading.*** "When Dad died, Cathy said that God took him. He takes everyone at some point...but....why did God take him now when we need him all the time?""Because.......That's God's plan for him. I'm sure, he's smiling down on us right now, and just wishing we wouldn't cry so much." Matt wiped a tear from her eyes again. "And I bet that he is just saying to us......to be strong. I know he wouldn't want to see you cry.....especially you." ***Matt: I love to hear talks of the Bible but, not now! Just finish the story. Lita: More "Full House" stuff? Gez, man...*** Meredith sniffled and scooted off the bed. She grabbed her luggage and Matt kissed her on the forehead and whispered softly, "Be strong." The whole ride there, was quiet. Way too quiet. Meredith couldn't help but shift in her seat. ***Shannon: Oh no ... All: More shifting. Matt: You would swear that that is her favorite word. Jeff: I wish her favorite word was "The End." That wuld be cool.*** "Mere. We're almost there. Just a few more miles. Please, just be calm, alright? You got me worried.""By shifting in my seat?""It makes me nervous, ok?" ***Matt: I didn't think people actually said "Shifting in my seat." That is weird. Shannon: It's a Meredith-fic.*** "Sorry Matt." She saw another side of her brother. A very sensitive side. ***Lita: That wasn't sensative in the house? I'm guessing that it was a house. Matt: I think she's talking about the quiet. Jeff: Or the overall actions of her lov-I mean-brother. Shannon: Come on guys, it's Meredith. She wouldn't think of the overall part.*** She could have sworn tears ran from his eyes like a rain cloud. She stared at him for a while, curling up into a ball, and just thought for a few minutes. This all felt like a horrible nightmare. She just wished it would end soon. All it took was one bullet from a skanky bitch to kill one of her closest wrestling friends. Matt Bloom's cell phone rang, breaking through the words of Meredith's thoughts. Matt picked it up, and sniffled a little. A few moments later, he handed the phone to his sister, she held it, and listened. ***Lita: Oh, man, this is so long. (sloutches in seat) I wish it were over.*** "Hello?""Oh.....hey Jeff. How are you?""Pretty good...I guess.""Ummm......Look I'm really sorry about....""I know I know. He was such a good friend to me.""He was. And Jeff, if you ever need anything, just call Matt. I'm here all the time.""Alright....Look. I have to get over to Baltimore Hospital. He needs me down there.""OK. Take care Jeff.""You too....." ***Shane: Wow! I think it really is you, Matt. You're dead! Jeff: Yeah. Who would be such agreat friend? My brother! Shannon: That's making sense... Jeff: Of course. I said it.*** There was a click, and Meredith pressed END on Matt's cell. She put it back on the dash board and went back to her curled ball, watching the cars pass her in the darkness of night. ***Matt: I would have waited until morning, since the report did say the the person was dead. Lita: That would have made too much sense. Evan (sititng up in his seat): It makes perfect sense. The night. Driving. And the ground has to be wet. They could easily get into an accident and then the story's over. Shane: i'm liking that from Mr. Insane-o. That sounds good. (The words "Generating part 2" appeared on the screen for a few seconds then the screen filled with more of the story.) All: Damn...