"I need to report a kidnapping, damn it! I can't wait 48 hours!" hardcore yelled at the desk clerk at the Atlanta Police Department. "Alright, please calm down sir." The woman said grabbing a pad of papers. "Calm down! Calm down?! Damn it, you expect me to calm down when there's immediate family involved?" "But, sir, didn't you say she was your cousin?" "On television! She my sister and I need some assistance NOW!" "Ok, sir, I need some information on the missing person or persons." "PERSON! ONE! GET IT?" "Name?" "Mine?" "This kidnapped party's." "Molly Holly." The lady behind the desk snickered. "Alright. Age?" "Uh...21." "Weight?" "275 pounds." The lady behind the desk laughed out loud. "Alright, alright. What was she last seen wearing?" "You think this is funny?! Oh...you'll regret that." Bob threatened. "LAST SEEN WEARING?!" "Oh...let's see. A pink halter top, black leather pants, and black boots." The lady sighed with impatience as she wrote all this down. "Height?" "Uhhhhhhhhhh......" Crash chimed in. "Five feet, three inches. All muscle!" Bob patted Crash on the head. "I think you could have done with out the muscle part. But thanks." The desk clerk interrupted them again. "Hair color?" Bob heaved a big sigh. "Blonde. Pigtails." He wished this had all been a dream. "We will notify you on any updates, Mr. Holly." The desk clerk woman said walking into the back leaving Hardcore and Crash alone in the lobby. "You think they'll find her, cousin?" Crash asked, concern lacing his voice. "I don't know, Crash. But let's go on a search of our own just in case." "Ok! Let's go find Molly!" Crash cried, running outside to Bob's black Viper. "We'll find her if it's the last thing I do." Bob said silently, walking out to his car before Crash did any damage to it. Like CRASH.

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The next time Molly woke up, Raven wasn't there. She silently Said a prayer of thanks to God for that. Molly took the opportunity she had to look around at her new environment, if you could call it that. It was still dark, but it was light enough to make out some of the things in the room. She was in a dark, musty, dirty basement, tied to wooden chair in the middle of the room. There was a small object hanging above her. Molly supposed it was a light bulb. 'So I am somewhere with a least some civilization.' She thought. Molly sat for a while planning an escape. Suddenly the basement door opened. 'Here we go again.' Molly thought glumly, her mood souring more every second. "I thought you were still Koed, Miss Holly, you were so quiet. I LIKE quiet." Raven explained sauntering down the stairs to the chair Molly still occupied. Molly glared frostily at him. "Get a hobby, Raven." Raven just smirked. "I have one, thanks anyway, Molly!" "What is it? Kidnapping girls you like but have no chance with?" "I have a chance with you, Molly. You'll change your mind. Or I will." With that Raven marched back up the stairs locking the door.

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"What if she's already out of the city, Cousin?" Crash asked as he and Bob were driving to destination unknown. "It doesn't matter, Crash. We'll find her alive if it takes years." Crash looked up at Hardcore sadly. "Years?!" "We'll find her, Crash. Don't worry." "Where do you suggest we start?" Crash questioned, starting to calm down. "The last place we saw her." "But we've already checked her locker room." Bob pulled over and stopped the car. "Let me see the note again." Crash handed his cousin the note, abruptly becoming curious about something. "Hey, cousin, why'd you tell the lady at the station that Molly was your sister?" Bob looked at Crash. "It makes them work a little faster." "Oh. What does the note say?" Crash asked wanting to take a better look at it. Bob handed Crash the note. It read: SHE'S MINE! HA, HA, HA! NOW IT'S NOT 'WHAT ABOUT RAVEN' BUT MORE LIKELY, 'WHAT'S HE DONE WITH MOLLY HOLLY?' YOU'LL NEVER FIND US. KEEP LOOKING ALL YOU WANT. THE COPS WON'T FIND US EITHER. I WOULDN'T TELL McMAHON WHAT HAPPENED THOUGH. HE WON'T BELIEVE YOU,BECAUSE I TOOK CARE OF THAT. LATER SUCKERS!...RAVEN. Crash looked at Bob. "What has he done with Molly?" Bob switched the car back on. "I don't know, but we're going to find out.!" Hardcore put the car in drive and sped all the way back to the arena.

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