The Kit Helmsley Story
Chapter One:
Kit paced around the locker room, once again absolutely frustrated with her older brother. Shawn had gotten injured by The Undertaker in their "In your House: First Blood" Match. Now Hunter, being Hunter, wanted to change that.
"Kitty please" he shouted to her.
She turned to look at her older brother, now even more frustrated. "You have to fight him you are the only one able too. Not to mention the only one with enough balls to do it!" Kit sighed heavily, "I don't fucking believe this. Hunter you of all people! You! Who would fight people when you are on fucking crutches! And now at the mere mention of fighting the Undertaker, The great and fearsome Hunter Hearst Helmsley turns into a chicken shit!"
Kit knew how to push her brother's buttons and all too often did she get a reaction out of him. "Kitty Shawn is in the Hospital, I'm in a fucking wheelchair with a broken leg, and God only knows where Chyna is!"
"No Hunter, not this time; I have fought your battles in the past. But this is where I draw the line! He's YOUR best friend Hunter Helmsley, not MINE!"
"Kit," Hunter said one tone shy from pure anger. "NO," she shouted before practically kicking the door down to get out of the locker room. She wasn't going to fight for her brother; she would make sure of that.
"Youth Gone Wild" by Skid Row blasted through the speakers as Kit entered the arena. No doubt the commentators were questioning why she was in regular clothing instead of her wrestling attire. The audience cheered as she walked past them slapping their hands as she came down the ramp.
Kit stepped into the ring and asked for a microphone, thanking one of the crew members as they handed her one. Her theme music died down, but the sound of the crowds only had begun to rise.
"Now I know that most of you…well I'm sure all of you here in the audience. You are expecting to see a fight tonight between myself and the man who put Shawn Michaels into the hospital. (Sigh) That unfortunately will not be happening tonight, or any night."
The audience booed yet some cheered, "Now before you start getting upset, let me explain why." Kit let out another big sigh, "My brother feels that it is my job to be the one to exact vengeance for Shawn on his behalf. Being that he is in a wheelchair with a broken leg. Now the reason why I declined is that Hunter and Shawn are both grown men who are more than capable of fighting their own battles."
The audience applauded Kit, and started happy chants throughout the crowd. "Now at this time, I would like to invite down to the ring the man who was to be my opponent for tonight." She looked up at the top of the ramp, "Will you please join me out here?"
Kit only had to wait a few seconds, before a reply was given.
BONG,
The all too familiar gong was heard followed by a clash of thunder, causing the crowd to go wild with excitement. Then he appeared,
The Undertaker
Kit's eyes never left those of The Undertaker as he entered. She backed away towards the opposite end of the ring as he came up the steel stairs. Now it was only the two of them who stood in the ring. Undertaker looking Kit dead in the eyes, it almost looked as though he never once blinked.
Kit, only being five foot six, had to look up to the colossal man who now stood before her. But Kit's emotions never faltered as she raised the microphone to her lips. "Undertaker, what happened between you and Shawn; it has nothing to do with me. I have no anger towards you for what happened. Quite frankly I believe Shawn brought the whole thing on himself."
Undertaker's eyes became filled with confusion, but his face stayed the same stone hard expression.
"Undertaker I do respect you, probably more so than many in this business. I will not fight you; if my brother wishes to exact his revenge or seek vengeance for Shawn then by all means he can do it himself. I will not fight you, and you will receive no trouble from me. I will not be a part of what my brother has against you."
Kit held out her hand to Undertaker, he stared at her then at her hand and then back at her. Slightly confused by her actions, but never the less he shook her hand causing Kit to let out a sigh of relief.
Undertaker watched as Kit's facial expressions went from calm to fearful as she pushed him aside. He watched as Kit was then struck in the head by a sledge hammer. But it all happened so fast, he didn't quite believe it until he saw Kit lying on the ground. A pool of blood had now begun to form around Kit's head.
Chyna was standing over her, sledge hammer in hand.
She turned to Undertaker and charged, but he quickly blocked the attack and knocked the sledge hammer out of her hand. The slight chants of the crowd reached his ears, tombstone, tombstone, tombstone.
He grabbed Chyna and flipped her before tomb stoned her into the ring causing a mass eruption of cheers. Undertaker turned back around and saw Kit was gone. She was now outside of the ring being tended to my the EMT's.