Under the weather
Chapter 1- The task at hand.
"This is not a drill people! Work with me here!" bellowed out Kane. He was storming through the halls as the superstars breifted him.
"It just happened so suddenly, one moment he's fine. Next… Well… I don't know!" explained Matt Hardy.
"We did everything you said before you came here Kane" called out Jeff.
Never had anyone seen Kane so determained as he walked through the halls, he had quickly left the Raw locker room to head to the Smackdown/ ECW brand upon getting the call. It was serious. Kane paused as he came to the locker room and stared at the door. His hand trembled as he stormed in fearlessly, sitting with a blanket over his shoulders, a water bag on his head and feet soaking in a hot medeical mixture was the Undertaker. "Damn, they weren't kidding" Kane muttered.
"I told them I don't need you!" Taker sneered as a monstrous sneeze escaped from the Deadman. "I'm fine!"
"You remember what happened the last time you got sick? The fire department is use to getting cats out of a tree, not a three hundred pound man!"
"I told you, I don't know how I got up there!" Taker protested.
Kane rolled his eyes as he stared at his sickly older brother, he walked out of the locker room and was greeted by half of them. "Is it bad?" asked Edge.
"Oh it's bad, full out cold. You know what that means?" he asked.
"Sleepwalking" muttered the Hardy Boys. "He always sleep walks when he's sick"
"And remember what happened the last time he did that"
"Which one? When he got suck up in a tree? Or when we found him in the bathroom with the fire extinguisher naked?" Jeff asked.
"Don't remind me about that, I found him!" muttered Triple H. "So, what do we do Kane?"
Kane had established shifts for everyone to keep an eye on the Deadman. It would happen at the hotel, lucky for them they had to stay there for a week. So Taker wouldn't have to move about all that much. The more he sleeps, the better off everyone will be.
As Kane accompanied his brother to his hotel room, he closed the door and stared at those who... 'volunteered' to look out for the Undertaker. Khali would watch outside of the door. Triple H was just down the hall. Edge was one floor up with Matt as Jeff took downstairs. Kane on the other hand was going to sit outside of the door to ensure his brother doesn't get out.
Khali was rather clueless as to what was really going on. "So, this happens often?" he asked of Kane.
Kane snickered. "If you had been here earlier, you would know this is hell!" he explained. "Whenever Taker gets sick like this, he sleepwalks. And ends up in the strangest places. If you ever read Robert Munch's 50 below, you would get the idea of all this precaution."
Kane however sighed aloud. "But it seems no matter what we do, he still gets out and finds himself in stranger situations"
Khali only nodded. "I am in over my head, aren't I?" he asked.
Kane however laughed. "We all are!"
Just then a sudden sound startled Kane through the door, putting his ear to it, he heard a clash, then a bang, then silence. Quickly, Kane found the key card and stormed into the room…