Chapter 1- Was a week before that…

"I cannot wait for Christmas! I mean come on, the one time a year you can drink egg nog until you puke!" announced Paul London.

"Don't remind me… I was the one you puked on last year," sighed Brian Kendrick. They stood around the coffee table and began to talk it up about Christmas and what they were going to do. However they noticed an odd sneer coming from Kane, he said nothing as he stormed out before Brian could include them into their conversation. "What's with him?"

"Kane never had a Christmas, remember last time someone gave him a gift?" Came a voice. It was Chris Jericho from Raw. "Rob gave him Hungry, hungry hippos"

"Who doesn't love that game!" question Paul.

"Kane has had a rough life, I know… I've been on the receiving end of his anger bout when he recalls his childhood" Chris muttered as he rubbed his arm. "Oh that reminds me, keep away from him if you have coffee!"

"So what do you suggest we do for the red lug?" asked Brian.

"Nothing!"

"Oh come on Chris, you can't mean that!" came another voice. C.M Punk entered the room; he looked just as devastated as Paul and Brian. "There has to be something we can do, I mean he looked festive last year before he was able to set MVP on fire!"

"Yeah. Which reminds me, never take him caroling" Chris muttered.

"Come on, let's do something special for Kane! We don't need a big red Grinch around here!"

"Naw, I think Taker has that covered," muttered Chris

"He's not a Grinch!" The three young wrestlers protested.

"I know, I am just kidding you. Look, if you want to make Kane more festive, so be it, just count me out of it! I don't see why he is so up and arms about this holiday anyway. He seems to be on a mission every year or something" Jericho announced. "But good luck to the three of you!" He walked out of the room without another word and without looking back.

The three young wrestlers began to devise a plan for Kane, trying to figure out what could be done to bring him into the Christmas spirit. However their conversation was being listened to, sitting in the far back of the room he loomed. His ears turned closely to their plan as a smile spread over his face for but a moment. He thought to himself. 'this… could be entertaining…'