The Undertaker hauled Kane to his feet and Kane's music struck up. As I watched the monitor backstage, I noticed other Superstars walk past me, their looks confused as they saw me. Then, I caught my cue from a tech-guy and stepped up to the curtain. I silently counted to ten and my music replaced Kane's. I leaned back to look at the monitor and smirked; Undertaker and Kane were looking around, confused. My music started with a huge clap of thunder and then went into a guitar solo fit for a horror movie. I held my head high and walked out to the ramp.

Seeing me coming out, Undertaker and Kane's eyes widened. They froze in the middle of the ring. I slowly strode towards them. I focused my attention solely on them, just barely stopping myself from smiling at their expressions.

When I was about ten feet from the ring, I took three long strides forward and leaped up onto the edge of the ring. Then I grabbed the top rope and leaned back. I jumped and flipped neatly over the rope and into the ring. I gave them credit; Undertaker and Kane didn't even step back as I landed only a few feet from them. They both just stared at me.

I held out my hand to Undertaker, who had pulled a microphone out of his belt right before my entrance. He handed it to me and took a single step back. The music faded and the lights came up. I scanned the audience, feeling the excitement building around me as they waited to hear who I was. As I looked around, I caught a glimpse of myself on the big screen.

Standing near Kane and Undertaker, who were roughly the same height, I was about eye level with their chests, thanks to my three-inch heeled boots. I was built like a woman who trained seriously, but not excessively. I had curves that a lot of the other Divas had paid a large sum of money to have. My long dark hair was pulled back in a tight French braid.

I was dressed in a black tank top and black pants. Over that I wore a dark blue long coat not unlike Undertaker's black one. I tipped my head back slightly and the camera got a good shot of my face. Dark blue eyes framed with a tiny amount of dark colored make-up were cool and confident. Finally, I turned back towards the two men. Kane looked from me to Undertaker, and then back at me. Kane caught a microphone from a tech-guy and asked me the obvious question, "Who the hell are you?"

I tilted my head to the head and didn't say anything. Kane's eyes narrowed and he said, "I asked you a question. Who. The hell. Are. You."

I grinned and turned my complete attention on Undertaker. Then, I rolled my eyes back. The crowd screamed as they recognized the Undertaker's most famous move. When my eyes rolled forward, I saw Undertaker had moved numerous steps away from me.

Kane was on a mission now. He moved to stand in between Undertaker and I. He got in my face and growled, "Tell me who you are or else."

I ripped the microphone out of Kane's hand and said, "He knows who I am."

Kane looked over his shoulder at his brother. Undertaker hadn't moved at all. He was staring at me in a way that proved what I had said. And Kane was starting to really get irritated. He started to repeat his question, but I interrupted him by stepping around him and walking towards the Undertaker.

"How long were you figuring I was going to stay away? And you didn't even tell your own brother? Well, us three have a lot of catching up to do."

I dropped the microphones at Undertaker's feet and turned away from him. As I passed Kane, he tried grabbing my arm, but I gave him a look that made him rethink the move. I continued to the other side of the ring, took hold of the top rope, and jumped over it. I landed perfectly on the floor and strode up the ramp.

Reaching backstage, I quickly went to the monitor. Kane was attempting to get Undertaker to say something, but he looked stunned. At last, Undertaker leaned forward and said into Kane's microphone, "This was not supposed to happen."

With that, Undertaker left the ring and joined me backstage. Kane was right behind him. As the show rapped up, Undertaker, Kane and I headed back to the locker room area. The people we passed gave me curious looks. And then I remembered that the three of us and Vince were the only ones who knew about the new storyline I was a part of.