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Psychological Warfare:Obedience Given, Love Earned	By : TheMetalMistress6982 Category: WWF/WWE > Slash - Male/Male Views: 2142 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I Do Not Own The WWE Nor Any Of The Rights To It! I Do NOT OWN Any Rights To The Wrestlers Names Nor Do I Know John Cena, Wade Barrett, Nexus members! This Story Is Merely A Work Of Pure FICTION I Make No Money From The Writing Of This Fiction.

Chapter List
- 1-Psychological Warfare:Obedience Given, Love Earned
- 2-{Chapter 2}
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John hurried down the hallway back to his own locker room as fast as he could with his head down, still feeling the tears pouring down his face. All of a sudden, he felt as he ran into something solid that grunted, "Whoa, John, John...slow down, damn...why are you in such a fucking hurry for?? Get lost or somethin?" John felt his blood run cold as he realized that he ran into the man that could cost him every possibility of finding happiness with Wade Barrett, his lover's opponent, WWE Champion, Randy Orton. John gulped and nodded, "Yeah...I guess I did, Randy. What's up?" Randy narrowed his icy gray eyes at him, looking suspicious, "What the fuck is wrong with you, John? Are you crying??" John blinked and quickly wiped his face while laughing out shrilly, "Oh, hell no, man!! The damn caterers left out the uber hot salsa again! That's all! So...was lookin for a soda or somethin!" Randy just shook his head, still looking at him oddly, "Whatever, man. Hey, ya haven't seen Barrett and his posse lurking around anywhere, have ya? I do not want any of their fucking sneak attacks before mine and Barrett's match! Cowardly bastards!!"

John gulped hard and resisted the sudden urge to punch the hell out of the Viper, knowing that it would not end well. He shook his head and tried his best to keep his voice level, "Um... no, Randy...I haven't seen 'em at all, man. Actually...I was goin back to my locker room to change...before the match started." Randy smiled evilly at him before clapping a large hand on his shoulder, "Heh, I know... ya'll do the right thing, John...either that or ya'll be the biggest fucking disgrace the WWE has ever seen! Your choice, John, do or die. Either way, man, lotta respect for ya and what ya've done...for all of us...and I know ya won't be on Barrett's side for anything! Later then, man! I know ya'll call my match right down the middle, fair and fucking square!" With that, Randy continued to make his way down the hallway, completely unaware that his words finally shattered John's heart and mind as he stood numb in the hallway for a second before walking zombie-like back to his locker room.

Wade Barrett watched with a numb heart and mind as his lover fled from the room, looking as though he was crying. Wade sighed deeply and got up to get dressed, he thought briefly about taking a shower, but decided against it, as there was not enough time. There was another knock at the door and his heart fluttered for a moment, his mind screaming with the wild hope that it was John again. He walked quickly to the door and flung it open, hiding his disappointment behind anger as it was only his Nexus team. He barked at them in irritation, letting them inside, "Get in here, yah bloody dogs!!! Th' hell yah all wh'ant??? Again??" Heath Slater piped up happily, seeming unperturbed by his leader's irritation this time, "Hi, Barrett! Thought we'd hang out with ya for a bit before your match! Give ya a little pep talk or whatever!" Justin Gabriel piped in, "Yeah! Well...either way...as long as we get rid of that annoying John Cena with the bonus of having our leader as the new champion tonight, we're good! He's seriously bringing the Nexus down anyway, huh guys?" The rest of the group nodded eagerly, except for Wade, who felt as though he had just been shot in the chest. Wade clenched his fists behind his back and silently counted to 10 in his mind, knowing that he could not blow up at his team about that. Now calmed, Wade spoke in his usual authoritative voice, "Be that as it may, gh'uys...I WILL...mah'ke sure Cena does his job...or he IS fired!! Either bloody wh'ay...I WILL...be WWE champion!!" Each word that Wade heard come out of his own mouth just now, made him die a little more on the inside, as his own heart and mind finally shattered under his own words. His last thought before all hope of happiness with his beloved John Cena disintegrated into oblivion, 'fuck th' bloody championship, fuck th' Neh'xus, no one...will eh'ver...accept us...no one...it is....beh'tter...it end...this wh'ay....but, still...I'd gh'ive it ah'll up...fo' jus'...5 moh're minutes...with John....."

John slammed the door to his locker room hard behind him, covering his face with his hands, feeling as though he was now engaging the whole WWE in psychological warfare. Having to hide this, what he did with Wade and how much he enjoyed it, from everyone was killing him. However, he knew that he would be considered a disgrace if he showed even the tiniest bit of favoritism towards the Nexus leader. Now, having to also somewhat betray his lover wasn't appealing either, he hoped Wade would understand that at least. 'I can't do this.' John thought wildly, tearing up again, ‘I cannot...hurt Wade like this...I don't wanna leave him...but... I can't...have the whole damn RAW roster on my ass either if I give Wade the title...not even Nexus can protect me from that. No one will EVER...accept us...no one....' He remembered Randy's harsh words, how it felt like a hot knife just went through his heart at what he said about Wade and how he knew that he, John Cena, would never be on Barrett's side for anything. If Randy ever found out about his affair with the Nexus leader, John feared that the Viper would be after his blood before you could even finish saying R.K.O.

Suddenly, John was hit with a good idea on how to end the match on a neutral level, where no parties would be hurt and the only one that would be sacrificed would be himself. That way, his lover would get another rematch with Orton on a more level playing field, without himself ever having to be involved again. That decided, John drew himself up, stripped off his purple shirt and grabbed his striped referee shirt. Kissing his Nexus shirt one last time, as if in goodbye, he put his referee shirt on over it and waited by the door to be announced for his match. Determined now to end this his own way, no matter what the cost might be for him, the only thing that he cared about now was his beloved leader.

Wade waited anxiously by the door with the rest of the Nexus to be announced, even though he knew they were banned from ringside. His heart was hurting madly at the thought of John's pain and wished there was some way that he could help him. However, he knew their newfound relationship would be shunned and forbidden, John would be considered a complete traitor to the WWE if they were ousted. Wade could not stand to do that to his lover, it would better for them both to just end it now. 'Beh'tter that John...forgh'et bout me...and move on...spare him th' bloody fucking pain.' Wade thought bitterly. He hardly felt it as Heath poked at his shoulder, piping up anxiously, "Barrett! Are you ok? You look pale! Want some of my water or somethin??" Wade whipped around, angered at having his thoughts interrupted and nearly screamed out in rage at the little red head, “I’m FINE, yah little bug!!! Jus' leah've me...th' fuck ah'lone!!! Bloody hell!!!!" He saw Heath shrink back from him in almost terror to hide behind David Otunga, who cocked an eyebrow at him, "Barrett...chill, man...fuck...ya don't have to frighten the hell outta the kid...wow..." Wade fixed an icy stare at him too before lashing out with a stern voice, "DON'T...gh'ive me....bloody fucking orh'ders, Otunga...know your place...or I'll have yah out on your arse fah'ster than your wife goes through Chanel No:5!! Got it???" Otunga paled and nodded nervously, stuttering out, "Y...ya, Barrett...w...whatever ya say, man....um...there goes Cena's music...um...good luck, man!" With that, they all clapped him on the shoulder and hurried back down the hallway. Wade drew himself up and gulped, hardening himself to the harsh reality that he would, in fact, never see his beloved John Cena ever again after this match. Wade's last coherent thought before he wiped his mind blank of all emotion, 'I neh'ver even...got t' tell him...that I think...I might be...fah'lling in love with him...."

John waited anxiously for his turn, glancing at his watch as he had a minute to go before his music went off. He knew that his plan could be considered either suicidal or utter stupidity, possibly both. 'I have to do this,' John thought resolutely, ‘it might not keep us together, but it will give Wade another chance at the title without having to worry about me being any kind of factor at all.' John drew himself up, hardening himself up to the harsh reality that with this plan, he might never see his beloved leader, Wade Barrett ever again. 'Damn it,' John thought again with tears in his eyes, 'I never even got a chance to tell the stubborn British twit that I might...be falling for him...' John wiped his mind blank as he heard his music blare out and walked out calmly from behind the curtains towards the ring, determined now to end this his own goddamn way and no one else's.

Wade finally heard the Nexus theme come on and drew himself up, determined to keep his cold facade on. But, he caught sight of John standing in the ring by himself as he came out from behind the curtain and in that instant, a flashback of their moment in the locker room together hit his mind hard as he locked eyes with John. He remembered the tears in those gorgeous blue eyes, the passion, and love they held for him, for him only. All at once, a song came to mind that he heard one time, it was beautifully dark and haunting, and all at once it hit him that this tragic song fit him and John perfectly so he let the song flow through his mind for that one precious frozen moment before it shattered completely again.
(Life): I long for days like this
My heart pounds when you are near
The gift of life
Treasure it, for it is pure
Embrace it with all your heart
Not a thousand years of pain
Would be worth the loss of this
I hold for you a special gift
And on this day, a new life begins
(Torn): Facade the day of forest green
And calm my breath with words of plight
A question I ponder this hour
The light for me, or shadows engulf
(Death): I am the answers you seek
You stand before me
And I see your sorrow
Even now, in your agony
You can have your doubt
For one last time
(Torn): Do I make the sacrifice?
To walk among the restless souls?
How can I let this go on?
Torn between love and life
All is dead in my eyes
(Death): Close your eyes and welcome the truth
Innocence is so sweet
For only the aging of the flesh
Shall rain upon the sorrows of life
Admire this touch of heaven
Before it fades.
I remember days of old,
And through your grief, one stands clear.
I can see you forge a smile
All these flowers are turning to snow
For all is lost in your heart
It's only his love that keeps you alive
Now's the time for your pain to end
(Life): How can I ever live without you?
This all seems so perfect
So perfect, I dream of you
And your smile is my sunshine
You deserve more than this
Your saviour has come
A strong soul to carry on
To take you home
I need you here with me
Follow me now
To pick me up when I fall
Before the sunlight fades...
Wade gulped down tears as his heart once again shattered at that song and he made his way down to the ring, determined now to keep his focus only on his match.

John watched with a numb mind and heart as his lover made his way down to the ring, looking cold. But, John knew the cold facade that Wade was famous for hiding behind; after all, he was the one to make it crack on more than one occasion. He just politely nodded to Wade as he got into the ring, feeling it kill him on the inside to not be able to just instantly seek solace in his lover's arms or in his kisses. He wished this would just all end already, but he knew that it would take time for his plan to build up. Of course, his trick ace was just about to make his appearance. If he could just out-manipulate the Viper just right, then his plan would work out perfectly with no damage done to no one but himself and that was the only way he wanted it done.

Wade cast a sideways glance at John, seeing him in deep thought. He wondered if John had some kind of whacked out plan cooked up, instantly sensing the need to be worried. He hoped that John would not try to do something either heroic or stupid, possibly both. Nevertheless, before he could dwell more on the matter, Randy Orton's music came on with a thunderous cheer from the crowd, making Wade instantly frown as Randy got into the ring. Both men watched as Randy glared at them both with an evil smirk before doing his patented pose from the top rope with his WWE title held up high.

35 minutes into the match and John was already in agony in watching his lover losing horribly, not for the lack of trying though. John was doing his best to call it down the middle, but he sensed that both men were getting worn out and frustrated. He himself was just plain worn out, both mentally and physically. He watched in agony again as Randy hit Wade with his patented DDT off the ropes before going off on that psychotic thing he always does before his R.K.O finishing maneuver. John gulped and closed his eyes for only a second to find that Wade had somehow either tripped Randy or kicked out his knee. Either way, Wade was thrown hard into the corner rib cage first for that and John thought that maybe he should go check on him. However, really he knew that Randy meant to skull punt Wade from that vulnerable position that he was in right now, panting heavily for breath on his hands and knees. He watched intently, looking as frighteningly cold and calculating as Randy himself, waiting for the right moment where Randy would not see him get into the right position for him to make the ultimate sacrifice.

Wade watched with blurred vision, unable to get up due to his rib cage killing him. He could not see John from his position, but he saw Randy smirking evilly at him as he knew he was vulnerable slumped into the corner on his hands and knees. He knew Randy meant to kick in his skull as he threatened to do countless times. He tried his hardest to get up from his hands and knees as he saw Randy charging at him, heavy ass boot already aiming towards his vulnerable temple. He closed his eyes, waiting for the blow that would render him completely unconscious which would cost him not only the title, but any chance to keep John with him too.

John waited until Randy had just closed his eyes at the right time to aim his heavy ass boot right at Wade's right temple and dropped to crawl over quickly to push Wade over with a mouthed, “I love you!" before he took the brutal impact himself. The last thing he saw before he went unconscious was Wade's eyes filling with tears as he screamed out in pure anguish, "JOHN!!! YAH IDIOT BAH'STARD!!! WHY!??!?!"

Wade shook his head in utter horror as he watched John's unconscious body collapse to the canvas and then got up to try and tear Randy apart limb from limb, screaming at him in rage, "YAH DID THIS!! YAH BLOODY BAH'STARD!!! WHAT DID YAH DO T' HIM??? HE DID NOTHIN' T' YAH!!!" Randy smirked, "Heh, not what I expected from John...didn't even see him...but, hell...I'm still champ... and you're not...sooo guess what, Barrett?" Last thing Wade saw was ice gray soulless eyes, before he was RKO'ed into unconsciousness.

Wade floated on black waves it seemed like until he opened his eyes to a shock of bright red hair, which seemed to screech out happily, "Hey, guys! He's awake!!" Wade blinked his eyes more to find his Nexus team clustered around him and knew they were back in their locker room. Justin Gabriel then hovered over him, "Hi, Barrett! Ya kinda won! Cause ya know...Orton skull-punted the hell outta Cena...Soo... I guess that was technically a disqualification or somethin...we had to carry ya back here though....cause then he um...RKO'ed your ass..." He trailed off. David Otunga then spoke up in awe, "Hell, Barrett. If I didn't know better, I'd say it looked to me like Cena took that punt for you...I dunno. Hell...that took guts if he did that! If he ever wakes up, I vote we keep him in Nexus, right guys? For defending our leader again? I say he earned his N!!" The rest of the guys chorused out, "Hell yeah!!"

Wade shot up from his laying down position on the bench, screaming out in dismay, "WHAT'DYA BLOODY IDIOTS MEAN...IF HE EVH'VER FUCKING WAKES UP????" The group suddenly shrank back from their leader's burning hysterics with wide eyes and pale faces. Mike McGillicutty spoke up shakily, "I kinda saw them takin him away in an ambulance, while we were carryin ya back here...I think one of the um...boss guys was kinda handin Orton his ass on a platter...cause of how hard he kicked Cena...I think I overheard something about either a serious concussion or a coma...one of those two thingys...I dunno...they were worried...cause he didn't wake up..." Mike trailed off, shaking his head. Wade got up on wobbly legs and shook Mike by the shoulders hard, intoning in a hard voice, "Wh'ell...don't jus' stah'nd there like a bloody fucking stah'tue!!! Sneak arouh'nd!!! Find out...where they took him!!! If yah all...coh'nsider him t' be your brother now...yah will do as I ah'sk!! NOW,GO!!!" Mike recovered from the shaking and nodded, "Of course, Barrett! I'll do my best!" Wade frowned, "And don't get caught, Mike...no one...and I mean....NO ONE...must...get wind of this...UNDERSTAH'ND?" Mike nodded again nervously, "Right, Barrett!!" With that, Mike scuttled out the door as fast as he could.

Wade sat back down on the bench and tried his best not to bury his face in his hands, not wanting to cry in front of his team. He felt a bottle being gently pushed into his hand and looked up at a frightened looking Heath Slater, who visibly gulped, warbling out shakily, "It...It’s just...Gatorade, Barrett...But...It's the blue one! I know you like that one! I wish it could...be somethin more...strong..." Heath let out a frightened giggle. Wade sighed deeply and drank, nodding to Heath, "Thank yah, Heath...sorry I was an arse...I was jus' anh'xious or somethin..." Heath piped up happily, "It's ok, Barrett! We all get that way before our matches! It's natural!" Wade just put his head down again, not wanting to talk anymore, he just listened to the mindless small talk that his team made while waiting for Mike to come back. His thoughts were running a million miles an hour,'Why th' bloody hell...did John...do that fo' me?? How could he?? I am NOT...that imporh'tant t' him...am I??? Why?? He could..di..NO,
I can't...think that...I jus' can't...FUCK!!!'

His thoughts were cut off by Mike rushing back in, panting heavily but looking pleased with himself. He jumped up and down, "OK! I heard they took him to the University of Miami Hospital! Don't worry, no one saw me either! I hid behind the doors to one of the conference room thingys...but...they didn't say what room he was in or what floor...but, hell we know his name and shit...but, guys...they were talkin some kinda surgery or somethin...I hope Orton didn't fuck him up as bad as they are makin it out to be!!! But... are we gonna go see him? Or at least find how bad he got hurt?? Cause that was fucked up!!! No one deserves to be kicked like that!! Not even WE do that kinda shit!!!" Mike panted heavily, nearly looking close to tears himself. Wade got up and stated firmly with his arms folded, "I say we go...Mike is right...John sah'crificed himself fo' me...an' fo' Nexus...if nothing else...are we all...in agreement here, gh'uys??" The group looked at each other then nodded, chorusing out, "HELL YEAH!!"

10 minutes later, Wade Barrett and the Nexus all piled into Wade's car and sped off towards the University of Miami Hospital. Wade thinking in the back of his mind, 'I'm comin', my love...an' I'm bringin your true fah'mily t' yah too...don't yah dare...gh'ive up on me now, John...don't yah fucking dare...pleah'se hold on....pleah'se...don't leh'ave me, John...I love your stuh'bborn ass...if yah die on me...I will...kill Rahn'dy Orh'ton with my bare fucking hands!!!! I proh'mise yah that, love...if nothin' else...' With that, he gunned the engine faster until the taillights disappeared into the horizon, where the sun itself hovered, like John Cena, between sudden light and eternal darkness.

[A/N:The song is not mine and I own no rights or claim to it! It is from one of my fave Death/Doom Metal bands, November's Doom, called Torn from their album, To Welcome the Fade released September 10th, 2002
more band info if you like metal or whatever-->http://www.novembersdoom.com/ ]
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