ISLAND TO DISCOVER
TXReaper
Disclaimer/Author's Note I don't own any of the characters in this story, except JJ because I made her up. I'm not making any money from this, and all the events are fictional. The story line is loosely based around the HHH/Batista conflict, as well as the Kane vs. Undertaker match from Wrestlemania, 2004. One more thing: it's based in the future, but written in past tense, so don't get confused. The story starts at Wrestlemania 22. Main characters include Kane, The Undertaker, Randy Orton, John Cena, and a few others I haven't decided on yet.
1/Debut
The Undertaker and Kane are two of the best wrestlers ever, and since the brand-merge, they've begun to get along with each other. Sort of. Okay, not really, but they haven't killed each other yet (which is a good thing, right?) A year ago, no one would have believed that they could function well enough as a tag-team to compete at Wrestlemania. And they would have been right, because the Phenom and the Big Red Monster were actually beating each other up, instead of Randy Orton and John Cena, who were their opponents for the evening. Randy and John stood by and let the two brothers beat on each other. That meant it would be easier for them. Had the two brothers actually been able to stand each other's presence for more than two minutes, this match would have been a cakewalk for them, but no, they have to fight about everything.
John turned to Randy, and yelled loud enough for everyone to hear, "Enough is enough! Let's get this done, NOW!" Randy nodded, and they both charged Kane and Taker. The brothers were knocked to the ground, and Randy and John were immediately on them, punching and kicking with everything they had.
When it seemed like they were beaten to a point where they couldn't get up, Cena rolled out of the ring and seemed to be calling someone out from backstage. Actually, it was more like thirty someone's. Most of the locker room poured down the ramp, and into the ring. They all went after Kane and Taker, who seemingly didn't stand a chance. After all, the two of them had made a good deal of enemies over the years, and not to many allies.
Suddenly the lights went out, and were replaced by The Undertaker's black lights. Everyone in the ring looked confused. They backed away from the brothers, who both sat up, and then rolled to their feet. They looked up at the ceiling, where all the lights were, and then at each other. Then, with all the normal lights still turned off, Kane's pyro hit. First, the explosion that marked his entrance, and then the red fountains on the ring posts that he lit at the end of his matches. The posts glowed for longer than anything Kane had ever used, and then they were gone, along with the black lights. Normal lighting returned, but there was one significant change in the ring. Or rather, on it.
A young girl, probably 17 or 18 years old, was balanced on one of the top turnbuckles. She was wearing jeans and a black t-shirt with the sleeves torn off. Tattooed on her left arm was the head of a dragon, breathing fire all the way down to her wrist, on the right, the dragon's tail wrapped around her arm. She had short hair, only a couple inches long all the way around, and it was dyed electric blue. She grinned at the shocked look on everyone's faces. Well, almost everyone. Kane and Taker didn't look surprised at all. In fact, it looked as though they had been expecting her.
The girl walked out onto the top rope, balanced perfectly. She flashed one last smile and then leaped off, taking out about ten guys as she landed. She proceeded to hit just about everyone left in the face with her boot, and the one's that didn't get kicked got caught with a steel chair. The carnage only lasted about thirty seconds, but when she finally rolled out of the ring, the only ones left standing were The Undertaker and Kane. And they did not look happy about it.
