The Fire Still Burns
PROLOGUE
There, lying in the middle of the 4-sided ring was a knocked out big red monster. Unaware of his surroundings, all he could hear the loud boos of an angry WWE Universe. Were they booing at him? He couldn't even remember what had previously happened. All he could remember was that he was dominating the match. He had Edge where he wanted him. There, ready to pounce, he sat on the top turnbuckle, waiting for his opponent to get up, waiting to end the match. But Lita began to tap him, and then, everything went black. Lita. The thought of his wife's name made him shoot up in a sitting position, his eyes open wide. Where was she?
The boos were getting louder, angrier, why were they getting angrier? As he looked up, the sight before him possibly made his skip a beat. Kane now knew where his wife was, and for the first time in his life, he and never felt so much hurt, so much pain. At the top of the ramp, just under the Titantron, stood Lita and she was being engulfed by the man who had just knocked him out. Edge had her in a deep, passionate kiss, and she was kissing back. The pleasure on her face caused rage and confusion to fill within Kane, but there was no doubt that he was mostly filled with hurt. What was she doing? Why was she with him? What did I do wrong; we were getting along, weren't we? All of these questions and many more continued to flow through the mind of the Big Red Monster, who remained in the middle of the ring, watching the horrid scene that laid before him...
