AN: I want to apologize for being gone for so long but I haven't had much computer access and the one I have right now is crappy -_- Well like I promised here is the second in the series of Mind Games. I'll be taking it slow,so the chapters will be short. Don't worry,I'm working on it(:

Enjoy! Reviews are appreciated.

Excruciating pain. The flames were inevitable. They casted ghostly shadows everywhere and anywhere he went. The flames took him whole and didn't want to let him go. The skies darkened seeming to be a black hole. The more you looked inside,the more it was certain an end was never in sight. In a way,it was. Screaming. Thrashing. Burning. Flesh. People. Innocent. Death. Everywhere. The fire wouldn't let him go. The arms of death held onto his whole body,mind and heart. The fire wouldn't let him breathe. The blackened fingers curled around his neck crushing his lungs into dust. The sky engulfed him entirely and the flames burned him to his inner core. Taking his last breaths..3 puffs of air..2..1..

Kane breathed in heavily and sat up from the now soaking bed. The sheets were tangled around him,his sweat dripping from all over. Seconds later he felt the bed dip in someones weight.

"Kane? Bad dream again?" Tess sat at the edge of the bed in a tank top and sweats. Her brow creased in confusion and eyes poured out worry. Almost every night Kane had a bad dream and woke up frantic,panicking.

Kane just got up and walked to the bathroom slamming the door harshly. It rattled the enitre room,making Tess jump from the small action. After the incident with Undertaker they moved somewhere safe..or so they wanted to believe. Kane didn't trust his brother at all so Tess and himself shared the same bedroom just in case.

Tess just sighed and went back to her bed across the room. The carpeted floor beneath her feet gave her some kind of comfort until she reached the warmth of her bed. She didn't blame Kane for being so angry but sometimes she wished he would talk to her,tell her what was wrong.

Tess laid down and brought the comforter over herself,closing her eyes and took in a long breath. Within time she hoped he would. That was the only way to take Taker down. Together.

Kane stood over the pearl white sink and turned the faucet on. He swiped water into his large hands and dipped his head to splash the cool water on his face.

He sighed in content at the cold contact. It was better than the heat that he was used to in his dreams every night. The horrible dreams that never seemed to end. The dreams that tormented every part of his already tortured mind.

Kane then touched his skin and checked every part of him,afraid the dreams were very much true and the flames would take him whole any minute. Suddenly he flinched. That damn memory..

His large palm made a echoing sound when he slammed his hand against the tiled walls as the memory of when Undertaker taunted him with matches. He could never forget it. He could never erase the feeling of the flickering flame that burned and teased his skin.

Some sick twisted part of him wanted to feel it again and relish in it,but that's what Undertaker would want. He would never give his brother what he wanted.

After a few more minutes of trying to compose himself he walked out of the bathroom,shutting the lights off and then walked toward Tess' bed.

"Hey," she broke the silence.

"Sorry for-" Kane began but Tess shook her head and rested her hand on his.

"You don't have to say sorry Kane. Its okay." She smiled sweetly to him and laid back down.

Kane nodded and walked back to his bed,closing his eyes and hoped that he didn't wake up to flames surrounding him.

3 Hours Later

"They think they can run from me," Undertaker swiftly made his way towards Tess like the whispering wind and kneeled by her,where his lips were positioned by her ear.

He tasted her and groaned,"Definitely worth the wait." He smiled evily and got up,turning his attention to the sleeping form of his younger brother.

"I really do pity you little brother. You cannot stop me from attaining what was always mine," he sighed and shook his head sadly,"You'll just have to the learn the hard way." Undertaker then walked toward the balcony doors from which he came from. Taker casted a lasting glance to the sleeping forms,"Its almost time to play," then took his leave with his eyes pouring acid and his most sinister smile.

Kanes eyes snapped open and he breathed harshly. His head turned toward the balcony doors that he swore were closed tightly. The cold wind blew the doors open slightly and then clicked closed.

Something isn't right,Kane thought. He laid back down figuring it was just him and his imagination,but the deep panick hidden in his gut wouldn't let him sleep for the rest of the night.