Chapter 1- Changing with the times- Kane

Do you have any idea how awkward being like this is? You know about Taker and myself, we're half vampires. Not quite full blooded and we hope that we will never become full blooded anyway. But there are so many things we need to adjust to. One is not eating normal food… I made the mistake of trying some… Sick for days I was. So badly I wanted to eat something solid, and well… it's just impossible for me to. That upsets me greatly.

Seconds… well… this is rather strange of me to say is… Well… I don't go to the bathroom. Yeah, you read right. I haven't gone in weeks! If you're a normal person and that happens you better get it check out, Taker and me… no dice. Now I am sure none of you want to hear about my lack of bowel movement or eating habits. You're more concerned on how we are lasting as vampires…. Well there had to be some changes in our wrestling. One being that we needed to test our strength after I nearly sent Edge through the titan tron on a totally unrelated matter. The fact remains that Taker and I needed to test our power and strength. We were more agile than the cruiserweights. We were stronger than the Big Show, Viscera and basically any strong wrestler you can think of combined… times 2.

So Vince decided to run some tests of his own. He purchased a machine that can test your strength. Hunter made sure he invested in the extended warranty.

We were in the weight room when all the guys came to see how we would measure up to it. I was allowed to go first. Hunter calibrated the machine to the highest setting. "Ok Kane, show her what you got!" he smirked.

I walked up to it. "As hard as I can?" I asked of him.

"Yeah" was his reply with a smirk. Somehow I think he knew what the result of this was going to be. I could hear the guys munching on popcorn as I set up to take my shot. As hard as I could I hit the mark… the machine went crashing into the wall and shattered to bits.

Hunter wasn't the least bit shocked. "I would say at least…. A few thousand pounds per square inch?" he smirked.

"Oh haha" I shot back. "But damn. How do I control that amount of strength? I wasn't that strong before even as a vampire!" I told him.

Taker thought it over. "Well, we know what we can do. Yet how do we make it so we don't hurt anyone?" he asked.

"General Managers!" Vince announced.

"You're kidding me," Taker stated loudly.

Vince was quite serious. "You can if you want, or we work and injury angle till this curse is broken… if it ever gets broken" he explained.

"Whoa! What do you mean IF! You losing hope on us already McMahon?" Taker snapped back.

"I'm just saying" Vince explained. Yet Taker had enough, he stormed out of the room. I looked to McMahon.

"I would suggest just keeping your mouth shut. Take and I don't want to hear the 'if' word" I warned him. Quite frankly I am starting to lose hope too. I know that if something isn't done soon… Taker and I will be vampires for the rest of our lives. It's not something we want to have to deal with.

I followed Taker out of the arena. He was outside looking up at the skies. "The world is full of 'ifs' Kane… and I don't like it one bit" he told me.

I couldn't blame him. "Why not ask for this injury angle? Why don't you and I go looking for the cure?" I asked of him.

Taker stared at me with a very puzzling look. "You want to go on a world wide mission to cure ourselves not knowing where we are going or how we will end up facing?" he demanded of me.

"What the hell, got anything better to do?" I asked with a smirk.

Taker rolled his eyes to me. "Kane… We don't know how to fight, we don't know what to look for and quite frankly I am getting sick and tired of spilling blood"

"And you don't think I am not aware of that?" I snapped back at him. "Either way, I am going. You can come with me if you want. Either way, I am not waiting for you" With my peace spoken I turned to go back inside and ran into Vince.

"McMahon!" I called out.

He turned to me with an interested look. "Yes Kane?"

"I want the injury angle, yet I don't want to be GM. May I have time off to go hunting for a cure? I don't know how long I will be gone for…"

Vince only nodded to me and agreed. "You need to do this. Ok. Not a problem."

"Ooo can I crush his windpipe?" smirked Snitsky.

"You already did," I laughed back. "I think you need the whole WWE locker room to attack me," I explained.

Vince had that wicked smile on his face. "Not a bad idea Kane… not a bad idea at all…"