Fight for Life

Summary: John Cena gets into a car wreck and finds himself in a place he never knew existed. And he soon learns that turning his back on the ultimate battle of good and evil is harder than he thought.

Chapter 1

John Cena was alone. It was an odd feeling for him. For the past year he was used to driving with a full car. Up front with him would be his girlfriend Mickie James. In the back would be Jeff Hardy, Chris Jericho and Cody Rhodes. They traveled everywhere together. It was always fun and everyone was happy.

But then things changed. Jeff got suspended for sixty days. Chris was out two weeks with an injury. Bob Holly was being a jackass and making Cody travel with him until they lost the tag team belts (which Cody was hoping would happen soon). And Mickie--well, he had caught her cheating on him with Randy Orton. Stupid whore.

John was currently driving to a house show in Denver. He didn't feel like flying with everyone else. Everybody in the company knew what happened with Mickie and Randy. It was terrible. And the worst part was, Mickie and Randy didn't even act ashamed. They flaunted their new relationship.

He was driving through western Iowa now. The gas tank was running on low. He scanned around for a gas station. There was none in sight. Sighing, he hoped one would come up soon.

The car literally came out of nowhere. It slammed into the side of John's car and sent him flying off the road. His car flipped over several times before coming to a stop upside down, twenty feet away. He groaned in pain. His head was throbbing and he could feel blood dripping down the side of his face.

Somebody ripped the car door off it's hinges. "I told you there was only one in here!" a female voice complained.

"Shut up," a man replied. "We can share."

John suddenly found himself being ripped right out of his seat. The man and the woman slammed him against his car--only they weren't human. They couldn't be. Their eyes were bright yellow, they had long fangs and there was something seriously wrong with their faces. He tried to fight them off but they were too strong. He closed his eyes and braced himself as they inched their way to his neck.

"Hey!" some other girl yelled. "That is not nice!"

John was thrown violently to the ground. Groaning and coughing up blood, he opened his eyes. A very tall (she had to be at least six foot four) teenaged girl was fighting off the two freaks. She had long black hair and had on the tightest leather pants he had ever seen in his life. She pulled out a piece of wood and stabbed the freaks in the heart. They each turned to dust.

"What the fuck?" he muttered.

The girl came over to him. "Dude are you okay?"

He shook his head. "What is going on?"

She looked back at the two piles of dust. "Oh I'm Jackie and I just saved you from two vampires." She looked at his car. "So tell me, uh…was there anyone else in that car?"

He couldn't answer her. He tried to, but shock and pain took over and he passed out right there in the middle of the field.