(Editing and changing this story till I get it just right.)
Chapter 1: No returns
"Babe are you sure this is a good idea?" Lita questioned scratching the back of her head. She was no longer backing their plan, it seemed well and good until the prospect of going through with it became real. "I mean you've seen him angry. Kane is unstoppable when he's angry. If you piss him off with this-"
"Li, don't worry. If he doesn't accept our peace offering then we'll just make a deal with the lesser of two evils." Edge insisted, he was confident in his plan, he was always confident in his plans.
"We can't just do that in the first place?" Lita was less confident, her mind racing with the probable scenarios in which something goes terribly wrong.
"Because I don't like deals Babe. This way I don't owe anyone anything. Where's you're faith in me? There is a chance this all works out perfect and everyone leaves happy!" Edge kissed her on top of her head.
"This is Kane we're talking about no one leaves happy." Lita retorted flatly shaking her head, maybe Edge didn't understand the big red monster like she did.
'What the hell do they want? What could they possibly want?! Calling me out to the ring like this. I don't have the time or patience for them. Do they think I live to chase them around.' Kane tied his boots, stewing over this huge waste of time. 'We have a present for you big guy!' he remember Edge gloating. Kane scoffed as he stood and begrudgingly left the locker room.
"I'm late I'm late for a very important date no time to say hello goodbye I'm late I'm late I'm late!" Carrie slammed Sidney's car door shut leaving him and her other two friends in her dust as she ran into the arena. 'Guess my mom wasn't kidding when she said my birth was the first and only time I wasn't late!' She panicked almost losing her footing as she whipped around corners and stumbled through hallways. 'Most important day of your career and you're going to be late.' "Dummy" She spoke aloud as she grew closer to the destination.
"Now you may be wondering, hey why would Edge and Lita go through the trouble of getting me a gift?" Edge paused for a reaction but Kane only wrinkled his nose. "….Well I'll tell you. We're friendly people Kane, genuinely good hearted good looking people, and we like to see people happy." Edge playfully punched Kane in the shoulder. At this Kane slouched down as he walked nose to nose with Edge, walking him slowly backwards into a corner.
"Hurry UP." Kane breathed hoarsely into Edge's microphone. Kane was getting ever more impatient, ever more angry, ever more eager to punch Edge in his overly cocky smile. ' I'll knock every last god damned tooth out. See how much of a chatterbox you'll be then.' Kane's hands gripped the ropes at either side of Edge, boxing him in further, Kane continued to squeeze his hold on the ropes tighter, forcing Edge to notice there was nowhere to run.
"…Ok right! See I know why you don't like me. I . . . Well I stole your woman from under your feet." Edge winked over at Lita, trying his best to hide fear with outright arrogance. Kane was now audibly grinding his teeth. Had they been in a cartoon smoke would be bursting out of his ears.
'If this is what they brought me out here for there'll be hell to pay.' He took his heated gaze from Edge momentarily to glance back at Lita, noticing the look of sheer terror on her face. 'It's going to get worse isn't it?' For a moment he gave a half sulking frown but as Edge went to speak again the frown amplified into a scowl. To Kane Edge's voice was like fingernails on a chalk board.
"So I thought I'd lend you a helping hand buddy!" Edge moved his hand to pat Kane on the back but seeing the look in Kane's eyes he recoiled and decided against it, the smartest thing he had done all day. "We searched all over! Far and wide! Amateur wrestling companies across the country! And good news, we found you a girl!" Edge saw what he thought was impossible, more anger rise in Kane, one could almost literally see the blood boil under Kane's pale skin. "I mean just a valet dude calm down, I didn't bring her here to cook and eat her . . . unless you're into that kind of thing. You'll like her, promise. Carrie, come on down!" Edge spoke fast and was relieved when her music hit so as to force Kane's attention elsewhere. Kane backed away and sourly watched the ramp. The song the hunger by the distillers boomed through the speakers as she scrambled towards them her face red and sweaty her hair matted slightly to her forehead, she hadn't stopped running since the parking lot, which had afforded her no time to get camera ready. She brushed some of her wavy brown hair out of her eyes as she got closer to the ring in a last ditch effort to seem presentable and professional. She studied Kane as she neared, intrigued yet cautious she made her way through the ropes.
'He's so much bigger . . . taller . . . he's a giant.' She gawked staring up at the stoic man, the T.V screen didn't do his size much justice. Carrie gave her best million dollar smile and a giddy wave to the monster. Kane cocked his head to one side as he looked at her, but his scowl did not crack. He was quickly put off by this whole turn of events, quickly annoyed, as the curiosity dwindled he quickly returned back to a rage filled state.
'Women equal pain.' He immediately viewed her as nothing more than a thorn in his side.
"Sooooo?!" Edge questioned eagerly, fingers crossed that things would run smoothly, his wishes went unfulfilled.
" I don't want her!" Kane huffed like an upset child. Carrie's smile turned to a meek and uncomfortable cringe.
'Guy really has a way with words.' She squirmed where she stood, unsure what to do next, after being so bluntly cast off.
"Oh come on give the girl a chance. Take her for a test drive." Edge gave another exaggerated wink.
"Really?" Carrie's eyes popped at the implication, surprised that anyone could be so egotistical as to more or less pimp someone out on live television for personal gain. "No one is driving me! not in any sort!"The words scrambled out of her mouth with conviction. Carrie was grateful that Edge and Lita had chosen her for the job, but not grateful to the point of whoring herself out on their behalf. Kane wanted nothing to do with this situation, it was irritating him beyond his threshold, it seemed childish and more importantly it seemed like a huge waste of his time. without a word he made his way to the ropes.
'Women equal pain.' He repeated to himself. He did steal another glance back at Carrie, she reminded him of someone, it took a minute or so for him to put his finger on it. 'Katie?' Both pleasant and tragic memories flashed in his brain. He shook his head, trying to bury those memories where they belonged as he attempted to make his exit.
"Like it or not Kane, because I knew you'd make this difficult. For the next two months she's with you. It's in writing" Edge added. Kane stopped dead in his tracks, let out a frustrated sigh, turned, took Carrie roughly by the wrist and with haste they left.
"Good luck you two!" Edge waved goodbye at the pair, Carrie struggling to keep up with Kane's long and angry strides.
"Sorry." Carrie muttered as they made their way to Mr. McMahon's office, she didn't know why exactly she was apologizing but she felt compelled to anyway. 'What else am I supposed to say? You're welcome! I've obviously rained on his parade.' She looked up as the tempo changed, Kane paused only for a moment. Did he want her to be sorry? It was Edge's fault not hers. She hadn't done anything to him.
'Yet' He reassured himself. Kane just let out another frustrated sigh and resumed their walk. "Sit here." He pointed to a vacant chair outside the office. It was the first time he had spoken to her, she saw a glimmer of hope in the tone of his voice; it didn't sound disgusted by her presence like it had in the ring.
'Maybe I'm growing on him.' She smiled optimistically as she went and sat down. Kane's brow furrowed confused by her happy demeanor. Was she actually excited to be attached to a monster? 'She's just happy she gets to be on T.V' He made sure not to disillusion himself.
"Get me out of this!" Kane growled as whipped the door open and slammed it shut, the wood creaking at the force.
'Or maybe not.' Carrie rolled her eyes contemplating what she had gotten herself into. Wondering if she had made a mistake accepting the offer in the first place. As unease set in she dropped her chin into her palms.
"I can't change it Kane. Edge is the champion and he has some sway around here, have to keep the champion happy." Vince cringed watching as Kane's face moved uncomfortably close to his own, the monster's breath grew labored with frustration. "Listen, two months will be gone like that." Vince tried to calm Kane just enough for him to leave. It was glaringly apparent that it was taking all of Kane's restraint not to choke the fear stricken Vince with his own neck tie.
"Two months will be hell!" Kane spat. "Someone is going to pay for this!" Kane's tone grew threatening as if his body language hadn't already made his mindset crystal clear. He clenched his fists tight, he would gain control of this situation if he had to fight tooth and nail. He would not be a pawn in Edge's idiotic games.
"If you promise to leave my office this is what I can do for you, I'll line up a match between you and Edge next week. If you win, I'll cut the time in half, just one month." Vince bargained. "That's the best I can do." Kane momentarily relaxed, his knuckles were still tightened but he stepped a few feet back from the desk.
"And what do I do with . . . it" Kane angrily pointed to the door.
"This it has ears asshole!" Carried said loud enough for them to hear, it was her time to be fed up with the crashing and burning of Edge's masterminded plan. She stood up crossed her arms and left with a huff. 'A month? Why not give me a contract for a long weekend? No one cares about my opinion.'
"Buy a muzzle?" Vince suggested with a shrug.
By the time Kane left the office Carrie was long gone. 'She stormed off.' He stared at the empty chair. He wondered where she'd gone before asking himself a more startling question. 'Why do I care? She's out of my hair for a minute at least.' For a moment he pictured her blue eyes, not in a gushing loving way, but how they were somewhat haunting, like she was watching him from wherever she was. Kane was growing paranoid. He decided to go back to the hotel; he could avoid her and all the thoughts in his head for the better part of a week. As he went to retrieve his things from the locker room he was met with a surprise. There on the bench was a sleeping Carrie. He walked across the room hoping his oafish form wouldn't wake her as his feet clopped against the floor. Hovering over her he was dazed. 'Why does she remind me of Katie? Is it her smile? Katie always smiled, even at me. She doesn't look like her.' He tilted his head. 'Or does she?' Kane's memory of his ex lover was hazy, he had tried to bury them deep inside. He gave in to a suppressed curiosity, he touched her face as gently as his big mitt could. 'She feels like Katie, fragile and soft.' He gave a small grin as a fleeting good memory flickered past. Was he finding Carrie attractive or just using her image to reminisce of better times? He couldn't tell. Carrie began to wake as she felt something touch her, it felt rough like sandpaper but moved softly as not to agitate her. As she became fully aware she whipped herself up, not knowing who or what was around her. She felt startled and as she snapped up she wavered and ungracefully fell to the floor face first.
"Ok ow." Carrie rubbed her stinging nose, looking up she saw a perplexed Kane towering above her. "Sorry." She stood dusting herself off as she let out a lingering yawn. "It was a long trip from Oregon and I was really tired. I couldn't find my friends and consequently my ride, honestly I probably don't want to find my friends right now who knows what they've gotten themselves into . . . but anyway you're the only person i know here . . . kind of-" Carrie rambled on till Kane finally cut her off.
"What about Edge and Lita?" Kane sneered. 'She's a yapper too.' His ears hurt just trying to keep up with her.
"They're always um you know . . . preoccupied . . .it's like they're battling to suck each other's face off. It's super awkward and kind of creepy so I've been trying to keep my distance." Carrie shuddered. Kane shrugged, he could commiserate with that sentiment.
"Are you scared of me?" Kane asked as if they weren't in the middle of a completely different conversation.
"Yes." She smiled at him.
'Again with that smile' It made Kane oddly uncomfortable, in the sense that it seemed both genuine and false at the same time. It also had a surprising calming effect, calm was not an emotion he was accustomed to.
"But don't take it personal I find most people scary. I guess you could say I have a people phobia. . . Lizzie told me it once . . . Arocno . . . Agro . . .Anthrophobia . . . I think that's it!" She gave an uneasy laugh. Kane decided in that moment he'd take this whole matter in his own hands; he'd scare her away, all the way back to Oregon, smile and all.
"You're right to be." He used his imposing presence to back her into a wall, he pinned her against it, his paw like hands dug into her shoulders.
"Yeah?" With nowhere to go she had to stand her ground. No one would push her around, not Edge not Mr. McMahon and not Kane, at least that's what she was trying to convince herself.
"People, Carrie, are hell! But there's something worse then people." His eyes seemed cold and distant, glossed over with malice.
"And what's that?" Carrie winced her shoulders began to ache under the large man's vice like grip.
"Monsters. They're real Carrie! You're looking at the worst one, the biggest demon of them all, in the flesh. It's best to stay OUT OF MY WAY before something bad happens." He loosened his grip only to give her a shove against the wall. The back of her head bounced against the surface like a tennis ball, scrambling her brains she fell to knees. He hadn't meant to push her that hard, he hadn't meant to really hurt her; But monsters rarely know their own strength and it's even more rare for them to be able to control it. Carrie just knelt in that position as she rubbed her shoulders, Kane could see red marks where he had squeezed her. He looked down at his hands and then back at what they had done. 'Maybe I deserve to get hurt. Receive the pain that women cause me. Monsters deserve the punishment they get.' One of the many negative voices in his mind spoke up, his hands rose to his head as he tried to hold it together. 'But this is what I wanted. She's scared now. She'll run for sure.' "Carrie I-" Their eyes met and Kane saw something in Carries bewitching eyes that he wasn't expecting. They were hurt, but defiant, and that defiance made his stomach sink. 'It didn't work' he ran a hand over his head and without another word he just left.