Again, another old story I'm reposting. This was written not long after Kane was unmasked. Remember when he was running around trying to set everybody on fire? I will warn you that this is Kane at his sickest, twisted, demented best (or worst);p

Warning: This story will contain violence and non-consensual sex. If you are offended by this type of material, then please turn back now.

Disclaimer: I do not own Kane, Shane McMahon or any of the other WWE characters mentioned in this story. This story is for entertainment purposes only.

Chapter 1

Staring into the cloudy bathroom mirror, Melanie adjusted a few loose strands of her dark hair, trying to tame the unruly mess that rested on top of her head. When she was satisfied that everything was in place, she turned and left the bathroom, heading down the long, darkened corridor as she went in search of her husband.

There were a few of the wrestlers milling about in the hallway while they waited for their matches to begin, many of them speaking to her as she passed them by. Melanie smirked as she watched them trip over each other to get to her. It was always amusing to see how the guys acted whenever she was around. Of course, being a McMahon had that affect on people. She knew that none of the guys gave a damn about her personally. But because she was Vince McMahon's daughter-in-law, they often went out of their way to be nice to her, hoping she would put in a good word for them with the boss.

Stopping in front of the door to one of the company's make-shift offices, Melanie poked her head inside, smiling when she saw her husband sitting in the corner, his cell phone planted firmly against his ear. He waved her into the room, and she walked to his side, rubbing his shoulders as she patiently waited for the conversation to end.

Hanging up the phone, Shane smiled as he turned in his chair, snaking his arms around his wife's waist and pulling her down to sit in his lap. Wrapping her arms around his neck, Melanie leaned in and planted a passionate kiss on his lips, before pulling back and staring deep into his eyes.

"Are you positive that you want to go through with this?" she asked, the pleading tone of her voice indicating all of the fear that she was truly feeling for her husband.

"Yes. I've never been more positive of anything in my life." Shane replied, as he gave his wife a reassuring squeeze. "Kane attacked my mother. He tried to set me on fire. He's out of control and he has to be stopped. And tonight, I intend to be the one who will bring down the Big Red Machine."

"How can you be so sure that things will go your way? You know how dangerous he can be. Are you sure you won't reconsider?" Melanie asked, almost to the point of begging.

She knew that this match would be personal. She knew that both men stood a great chance of being severely injured. Although she thought that Kane deserved whatever he got, she couldn't stand the thought of her husband being hurt.

"I'll be alright Mel. I promise." Shane said as he gave his wife another hug, sensing her concern. "After tonight, Kane will get exactly what's coming to him and he won't be able to hurt anyone in my family ever again."

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Pacing back and forth in his dressing room like a caged animal, Kane stopped to look at the clock for the hundredth time that evening, anxious for his match to begin. He couldn't wait to get his hands on the younger McMahon. After weeks of waiting, his opportunity had finally arrived. Kane smirked when he thought about all of the surprises he had in store for his unsuspecting opponent.

Tonight, he would show Shane the true meaning of pain and suffering.

Tonight, he would finish the job he had started weeks ago.

After tonight, Shane McMahon would be no more.