Stalked
Chapter 1- They are out there
I have come in contact with all kinds of fans in my day, yet as of late. The older I get, the more crazed they become. Being the Undertaker of the WWE ain't easy, I can tell you that much. Those who say they wish they could be me … take back that wish. You want nothing to do with my life. Recently at a fan autograph session, I was given very odd and strange gifts. From fans that assume that I take the whole gothic lifestyle to heart… especially the vampire side of it. I had just finished an autograph for a young girl, twenty I would say. She's beaming as I placed the pen to her picture she drew of me. Hoping I would say at least how nice it was or something. But I ain't no art expert, I just sign what they put in front of me. I passed the picture onto her when she gave me a necklace… a very odd looking one at that, a clear glass pendent, with a thick red liquid flowing about inside of it. "That's for you," she said with a smile… I began to realize what she just gave me.
"Thanks" was all I could force out.
When the session was over, I went back to the hotel. Kane and I were sharing a room this time about. He was sitting in his bed reading when I tossed the necklace to him. It landed in the middle of his paper, forcing him to look at me. "New gift?" he asked as he held the charm in his hand. I only smiled to him. "What's in it?" he asked.
"Some fan's blood" was my reply. Kane's hand shook the necklace from his fingers; a wave of disgust came over him.
"Who the hell would give you their blood!" he demanded of me.
"Gothic thing, I think vampire. You give the one you love a vial of your blood to show you are loyal to them. I tell you, if that chick thinks she is going to get me some day soon, she's gonna die a virgin!"
The comment got Kane to snicker loudly; he was familiar with the abnormal fans. Some are innocent enough; yet there are those that just freak the hell out of you. "So, what are you going to do with it?" Kane asked of me.
"I don't know, it's made of glass, the last thing I need is some stranger's blood on my clothing, and having to explain to the Mrs. how it got there in the first place" was my reply. "Damn,"
Kane only nodded his head. "You ought to talk to Matt or Jeff, you heard about the fan letter they got… Both got a two page devotion from a fan… and she wrote it in her own blood!"
I stared to him oddly. "Kane, the last thing I wanna hear is that we're being stalked by vampires. If I never see another devotion trinket of love, it would be too soon!"
I needed a shower after this, I felt dirty all over. Some of these kids freak the hell out of me. I am over forty years of age, and yet they follow me like Orlando Bloom or something. I sat under the shower for over a half hour, Kane got concerned and knocked on the door. "Take, you fall in or something?" he called aloud.
"I'm good Kane… just thinking…"
"Yeah, well think, and save hot water for me for goodness sake!" he called back at me. I laughed aloud to him. He really is like a brother to me.