A/N: this is just an idea running through my head….want me to continue? Just let me know by sending me a review, thanks!

Author: Alliegirl4life

Title: The Wrestling Version of the Underworld

Genre: Humor/Romance/Supernatural

Warning: None at the moment.

Vince looked around where he stood, on top of a single large cloud in Mount McMahon! Based on Mount Olympus he and his family have ruled the heavens for almost a decade now and nothing was going to stop them! Absolutely nothing! His son, Shane, jumps on the cloud right beside him to send him a message.

"Hey, Dad…..I have to let you know of something…" Vince turns to look at him strangely.

"Don't call me Dad!" He yells. "Call me…..Lord McMahon! Yea! Call me that from now on! I like that, that has a ring to it, don't you think, son?" Shane blinks twice and shakes his head in confusion.

"Ok, uh, Lord, or whatever…..dad, this is just getting weird. Are you sure you're ok?" His father starts strutting his arms like he does when he enters the wrestling ring. This action alone makes Shane start to worry.

"Yeah! I'm ok…..I'm just in a happy mood! So," he turns to Shane to face him, "what is it that you so need to tell me?"

"Dad, err I mean, Lord McMahon," Shane begins, "I just wanted to let you know, that Shawn Michaels has now made his home here….."

"WHAT? SHAWN-SHAWN MICHAELS! No chance in hell! Where is that unholy bastard?" So the two of them bounce off of the cloud and walk toward the gates of Mount McMahon and spot the Show Stopper just standing right inside the gates, checking things out. "Shawn-what in god's name are you doing in my paradise?" Vince shouts out across the path in front of the gates.

"Oh," The Icon said, startled, "I just arrived here. I have no idea what the heck I am doing here though? Hey, you aren't God! What the hell are you doing up here?"

"Uh…." Vince thinks to himself for a minute, "Well as if you would not know! I am Lord McMahon! And I own this place! And this is the product of my sperm-my son and messenger-SHANE!" Shane gives his father a weird glance as Shawn remains standing there, almost bursting into howls of laughter. "What? Think I'm funny do you?"

"No…I'm just saying…..hehahahahaha!" Shawn falls down upon his knees, laughing uncontrollably. Vince just stands there, as pissed off as he could ever be, with his son standing beside him in complete silence.

"Are you done, Shawn?"

"Hahahaa! Yea, I'm done now….so you've taken over heaven, huh? What is next?"

"What is next? You really want to know, do ya? Shane," Lord McMahon demands, "do me a favor-will you?"

"Yes, Lord McMahon?"

"Banish this filthy, rotten, son of a bitch to the underworld! NOW!" And with that, Shawn looks below his feet to see a big, black oval appear that sucks him in. Shawn goes falling into it as Vince and his sperm's product Shane, go walking off back to the top of Mount McMahon.

Meanwhile, In the Underworld….

Kane and Undertaker are standing by the rusted, metal iron gates and Entrance Lake, while attempting to make conversation amongst themselves. However, they aren't having much luck.

"Why did you put my ass on fire, Undertaker?" Kane asks. The Undertaker just looks at him.

"That wasn't your ass that I set on fire-that was your face! YOUR FACE! Dumb ass! God, didn't you learn anything up there?" He responds, pointing up toward Earth with his left hand. Kane goes silent while in thought.

"I guess you're right….so," Kane looks around the entrance to the Underworld, "you think anyone new might be dropping by for a visit anytime soon?" Undertaker shrugs his shoulders.

"Who the hell knows….." And right as he was done saying that, they hear this slight moaning sound coming from above. "Hey, you hear that?"

"Hear what?" Kane demands.

"Shhhh! Listen." They both listen in until out of the blue, something comes falling down head-first and plops down into the lake, creating a huge splash in the process. Kane and Undertaker look at the lake, confused.

"What the hell? Undertaker, if this is one of your super power jokes than I'm not falling for it, literally!" They both approach cautiously, to discover it is Shawn Michaels!

"Shawn? What the…?" Undertaker gets even closer, until Shawn's head comes storming out of the water.

"Don't ask!" he says, taking in a large gulp of air. "Vince somehow banished me to-to this place, where, where am I?" The Icon looks around to see both the Undertaker and Kane standing around him. He sees a large iron-like gate off a few hundred meters from where he is.

"You're in the Underworld, son." Undertaker inclines. "Here, give us your arms, we'll get you out of here." So with that, Shawn grabs both Kane's and the Undertaker's arms and hoists himself upright. Water comes pouring down his face as Undertaker continues. "Don't worry…..you're safe here…its hell you have to worry about?"

"Wait! Isn't this hell right now?"

"No…" Kane interrupts. "This is just the Underworld, the entrance, if you will, of Hell. Only the most horrible of mortals go there. You however, you're staying right here……"

"But, but I was saved…..I was re born, certainly you can't…."

"Lord Vince owns this place, son," Undertaker says, rolling his eyes in the back of his head, "so there is nothing we can do about it. God no longer exists, remember? Vince defeated him at Backlash." Shawn lets out a sigh….now he remembers!

"Oh yea! Darn it, that's right….Vince defeated God…so therefore God…."

"No longer owns the heavens…..you got that right…so come on…..the guys inside probably can't wait to see you!" Kane and the Undertaker drag HBK through the hard rusted gates and through the entrance into the Underworld. Shawn looks around to see the place appears to be one huge bon fire party, with Marilyn Manson's "Beautiful People" blasting in the background as well as a thousand or so people dancing and grinding on levels of ground. The place inside is huge! The levels must be at least 100 stories each in height, so to HBK, god knows how large this place really is! But he then sees how they pass all of the fun and head straight into a closed off area with the largest wrestling ring he has ever seen! The ring itself must be the length of any arena floor in the world to date, and the height must have been three times that the heights of the average wrestling ring. Just how the hell was he supposed to get into that? He wonders. Then out of nowhere, the Undertaker and Kane lift him up into the huge squared circle. Shawn doesn't see him at first; he's too busy looking down at the two Underworld leaders to really notice. But once he turns back around, he sees him. Face to face, and heart to heart. The man standing before him is none other than Bret Hart….and by the way the man is cracking his knuckles and grinning, something tells Shawn that this is going to be a long match….