"I've had it with this is bullshit," Hunter raged picking up a lamp from the table in the dressing room and tossing it almost hitting Justin in the head.

"I've had it with drunks like Scott Hall and cripples like Shawn Michaels and whiny mouthed billion dollar bitches like that god awful whore bag girlfriend of mine Stephanie McMahon. I'm tired of standing behind undeserving jackasses like the Rock and lazy fuckers like Kevin Nash and broken down talentless shitheads like Stone Cold Steve Austin. I'm tired of bowing down to Undertaker just because he thinks he's the big dog and he's been here forever and a fucking century. I deserve to be on top and Goddamnit I am going to be and no one is going to stop me!"

Hearing Justin trying to sneak from the room unseen Hunter whipped around and snarled at his friend. Looking like a deer caught in the headlights Justin stopped and begged fearfully. He'd never seen Paul this mad and knew there was little chance of him getting away unscathed. "JP please… just let me…"

"Just let you what? Just let you run and tell on me? I don't think so bitch." Ignoring Justin's pleas Paul grabbed the younger man's shirt and ripped it from him as he tossed him across the room. Paul dismissed the way he landed with a sickening thud his head cracking against a wooden bench on the way down. Paul crossed the small room with long quick strides and before the dazed man could move Paul was on him lifting him up and throwing him back across the room. This time he landed against one of the wooden lockers his back hitting in an awkward position.

Justin was barely slumped to the floor before Paul was on him hitting the smaller man with his large strong fists ignoring the crunching of bones as he beat him ruthlessly. "You wanna push me Bald Boy?" Paul shouted as he stood ripping his pleather Speedo's off his body and leaning down ripping the spandex leggings from Justin.

"You think you can escape me boy?" Shoving Justin's legs up Paul ruthlessly shoved his hardened cock into Justin's ass. The unresponsive state of his friend not even registering through the haze he was in. As turbulent as his emotions were it didn't take long before he came with a roar all over Justin's ass.

"What the fuck?" Paul heard and standing saw Sean had come into the room. Unfortunately Paul by now had been pushed so far over the edge the identity didn't even register.

Seeing Hunter coming at him Sean bolted out of the room but didn't make it far before he was caught and thrown face first into a wall. He tried to block it but didn't quite make it and he felt his nose break with a sickening crack and felt a pain shoot up one of his arms when he tried to stop the momentum. Fortunately the hall suddenly became busy with people hurrying around trying to get ready for the show unlike the emptiness it had been just minutes before when Justin was taking his beating.

Mark Calloway hurried over from one end of the hallway while Show and Billy Gunn came from the other. The three men just barely managed to restrain the still raging Triple H. Jacinda who had just left one of the locker rooms hurried over to Sean.

"Justin… Cinda… check Justin," Sean moaned and standing Jacinda hurried into the locker room gagging at the sight before her. Justin was lying in a heap his body a bloody mess and one of his arms was lying in an unnatural position. He looked to have a rib sticking through the skin and the fact that he wasn't making so much as a peep told her he was unconscious. Running out into the hallway Jacinda screamed for the trainer at the top of her lungs frantic to get help refusing to let anyone else into the room especially Sean who tried to get to his friend.

Looking at Paul for the first time she was shocked by the absolute lack of humanity in his eyes. It was as if something had devoured all those things that made him a person. Something had happened that pushed this man over the edge… she just wished that she knew what it was. When the trainer and EMT's came she let them in but still refused to let any of the wrestlers into the room.

As Jacinda watched, Paul calmed down little by little until he was looking around confused as if not sure where he was or why he was there. "What's going on why are you restraining me? Why am I here…? I was suppose to talk to PJ about his match?"

Jacinda could hear them attending to Justin behind her and didn't want Sean in the hallway when they came out. "Mark, Show, Billy… I need you guys to take Sean into Mark's dressing room. I'll watch Paul."

"Cinda girl you are crazy," Mark drawled shocked.

"No I'm not… he's calm now and I don't want Sean to see this," she insisted. "Please take him away."

"What the fuck did you do to Justin?" Sean screamed launching himself at Paul whom was still watching Jacinda.

"Cinda," Mark tried reasoning again but was cut off when she told him to stop arguing with her and get Sean out of there. Mark picked up the screaming Sean and throwing him over his shoulder carried him into his locker room. Once they were gone Jacinda looked at Paul calmly and said, "Come in here… I want you to see what you've done."

She entered the room first and watched the look of horror fall over Paul's face when he walked in and spotted Justin. The color drained from his face and he had to brace himself against the wall when the strength left his body. "What kind of a monster have you become Jean-Paul?" she asked quietly. Paul's horrified expression flew to her face and unable to answer he ran from the room naked and it was several months before she saw him again.

Part 2