Chapter one.

Amy looked down at her clipboard, smiling at the familiar name of her next patient. Her name was Maria, who is an adorable seven-year-old girl, but she was also very very shy, and very timid.

Walking into the small room, Amy noticed the long sleeved shirt that Maria was wearing, noting also the small beads of sweat that were beginning to run down her face. It was a hot day in Houston, and Amy didn't understand how the poor girl could stand the heat, but she knew why Maria never showed her arms in public, and thought back to the story Maria's father had told her on Maria's first visit.

For her parents ten-year anniversary they decided to take a small trip down to Hawaii for a few days, and left Maria with her grandma. On the second night of her stay her grandma had accidentally fallen asleep while smoking, and started a fire in the house, before her grandmother knew it the small play area were Maria sat, was surrounded by flames. Thankfully she had gotten Maria out alive, but the small child had horrific burns across her arms and back.

Shaking these thoughts from her mind, Amy sat down on her seat, and looked Maria over, only then noticing that the girl had been recently crying.

" So what brings you two here today." She asked softly looking over at Maria's mother.

" She was playing in the back yard, and fell, I think she might have sprained her ankle." She replied worriedly looking back at Maria.

" Alright lets have a look." Amy stated, after examining her ankle, Amy could easily tell it was broken. After telling her mother, it was broken, she went to look for a nurse to get Maria set up for an X-Ray, and casting.

About two hours later Amy handed Maria's mother a prescription, and told her to come back in about two months for a check up, sighing softly Amy couldn't help but feel bad as she watched Maria struggle to get outside while using her new crutches. Walking behind them Amy locked the front doors after they left, as it was Finally closing time.

Amy had been a pediatrician for almost seven years, after lots of hard work, and saving, she was able to buy this small clinic three years ago. She loved her job more than anything, because she loved kids, she didn't have any of her own, but she hoped to one day have a house full of children, if only she could find the right guy… " Yeah right." She said to herself as she packed up her stuff to leave. Shaking her head, the relationship department was not something Amy had much luck in, between school, and work, she just didn't have a lot of time, which was the reason most of her past relationships had completely fallen apart.

She sang softly to the radio on the drive home, pulling up the driveway, and going inside. After heating up leftovers for dinner, she sat down on the couch and flipped on the television, as it was Monday night, she sat back and got ready to watch her favorite program, Monday Night Raw. No one other than her closest friends knew what a huge wrestling fan she was, Amy had been watching wrestling since she was a kid, and faithfully watched it every week, always hoping to get a glimpse of her favorite wrestler, Kane.

She watched as the lights went out, and a large group of men slowly walked down to the ring. She hated them, they called themselves the Ministry Of Darkness, which Amy thought was a great name for these individuals, and the worst one was their high and mighty leader The Undertaker. This man screamed evil from head to toe, from his long black hair, to the evil gleam in his green emerald eyes, to his demonic tattoos that covered both of is arms from top to bottom. Amy knew that the wrestlers portrayed characters in the ring, but she didn't think that this guy was THAT good of an actor. She turned the TV up a little more as he began to speak, and silently hoped that Kane would come out and demolish all of them. She smiled when she heard his entrance music hit, and he headed down to the ring. Amy didn't know how they could call this man a big red monster, when anyone could easily see the sadness and pain in his eyes.

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Glen stood, looking at his reflection in his bathroom mirror. Even after all this time, he still cringed at the sight he saw in the mirror. Running a hand over the blacked scars that ran over his face, he let out a painful sigh. Walking out the bathroom he slide his black and red mask over his face, protecting himself from judgmental eyes. He looked up as he heard a knock on his locker room door " five minutes Kane." The stagehand yelled, quickly walking away incase Glen was in a bad mood. Glen stopped right outside the curtain, listening to his egotistical older brother, talk to the crowd about how evil, and dark he was, and how he planned to " conquer all of the WWE." Then as usual he started making jokes about Glen, it wasn't until he called out his younger brother, that Glen finally started to make his way down to the ring, he knew he didn't really stand a chance against ALL of the ministry, but if he could get a few good hits in on his brother it would be worth the beating.

Kane grabbed a hold of the top ropes and pulled himself up onto the ring, going over the top rope, he was first attacked by Edge, after throwing him over the top rope; he was then met by Christian, and Farooq, he hit them both with a big right hand, and then tackled his brother to the floor, he only got one or two hits before the rest of the Ministry started attacking him. Once Taker regained his composer, he joined his Ministry in stomping their big black boots down on Kane. Once he was satisfied, Taker dropped down by Kane's ear and said with pure hatred and venom " You think they would cheer you on if they knew what you really looked like? Huh Kane, maybe I should show them all what a hideous, burnt, freak you really are?" Laughing to himself he stood up, as he and the Ministry walked back up the ramp.