Disclaimer: I do not own anything dealing with WWE or any song lyrics that is used as a muse. I also do not own the rights to any products or persons mentioned in the story as well.

Warning: There is harsh language and adult themes as well as Slash between some of the characters (mostly M/M).

A/N: Here is part three of the Hunter series. I hope y'all enjoy.

Chapter One

She ran through the night across the black asphalt spiderweb. Her breathe was haggard and sweat dripped down her face and body. Blond hair stuck to her forehead and to the back of her neck. Her lungs and legs ached, crying out for some respite. The woman paid them no heed. She needed to get out of the city. She needed to run. She got what she came for. Her blue eyes searched for a way out.

A thing landed in front of her and she came to a stop.

"Where do you think you're going?" the thing asked.

The creature was covered in scales. Spikes surrounded its green eyes. It had two small holes for a nose. Its mouth looked small. The creature stood about six feet tall and wore torn jeans. It had neck frills like a lizard and had very sharp claws.

The woman smiled. "What's it to ya?"

The creature laughed. "You took something of mine...and I want it back."

"Fuck...you."

The creature closed its eyes. "Don't make me..."

"Or what? Big, bad demon gonna kill me?"

The thing glared at her. "One, I'm not a demon. Two, you don't know what you're getting into. Three, it belongs to me."

The woman laughed. "I know what it does."

The creature's frills enlarged and rippled.

"That's not going to scare me," she said.

It lunged at her. The woman got off three shots before it was on her. It bore its fangs and what looked like a small mouth became large enough to eat a whole chicken. She struggled with the creature. She was able to grab her dagger and plunge it into its throat. It gagged before going limp.

She pushed the dead body off of her. She sighed and got up. She looked down.

"Eww," she said as she stared at its red blood staining her clothes.

The woman gave the creature one last look before running off.

…

Everyone sat in Taker's office. No one said a word, but they all knew or thought they knew that it had to do with the upcoming battle.

Taker walked in just as Chanarong appeared on his desk. Taker took a seat and folded his hands together before his mouth.

"Things are going to become very difficult when the time comes to fight. I do not know if we will all survive or die," Taker said. "A lot of things have come to my attention as of late."

"The Consul is dead," Chanarong replied. "The Society doesn't know this. The Consul are the ones responsible for appointing a Storm Warden. With no Consul, then no new Wardens will be appointed. There is one Storm Warden in the city. She or he might know that they are one."

"What if they know?" Vickie asked.

"If they know and didn't inform us or anyone one, then it's for the best," Taker replied. "If it's known that there is one Warden left, Mahala would go after them."

"Then we will all be screwed," Kane added.

Taker nodded. He looked over his people. "Cody, Ted. This really isn't your fight, but I ask you to stand with us. No reinforcements are coming. We are on our own. We are the city's...the world's first and last line of defense. Will you lend us your powers?"

Cody looked to Ted. The older man sighed.

"Yes," Cody replied. "I will lend you my power. I may not be a fighter, but I can help in some way."

Ted nodded.

"You don't have to do this, Ted," Taker replied.

"If I don't help, that is one less person in the battle. You need everyone to help," Teddy replied.

Taker gave a sad smile. "From now on, Adam and Punk, you two are not allowed out of this house without at least two guards."

"What?" Punk asked.

Taker looked to Cody.

"I was attacked by people looking for you," he answered. "It was a woman and two guys."

Punk just stared at him. "What do you mean?"
"These three people were asking about you and Falend came to help me. She got them to run away and then she collapsed," Cody explained.

"Describe them to me."

Taker looked to Yoshi, who nodded. He handed out flyers with the three assailants pictures. Punk stared at their faces for the longest time.

"Do you know them?" Mike asked.

Punk shook his head. "I've made lots of enemies and lots of friends. I couldn't tell ya."

Mike nodded while Randy stared at Punk.

"Why Edge?" Matt asked.

"Because I used to work for a vampire named Gangrel," Adam replied. "He believes that a Chosen One will bring this demonic lord to our world to grant his every desire. Now, he wants me back into the fold."

"Excuse me?" Vickie asked.

Adam nodded.

"Tell them," Jericho urged.

"The Chosen One is among us," Adam replied.

…

Cody, Ted, and Evan went to work. Since Falend was out of commission, Evan was responsible for all the baking. He didn't mind because he enjoyed it. It was hard work and he doubted himself because Falend's baking was just so good.

"How are you feeling, Evan?" Cody asked.

"Good," the shorter man replied. "Just overwhelmed."

Cody nodded. "I understand the feeling."

"What am I supposed to do?" Evan asked. "I mean, I'm not like you or Ted or Mike or the others. I just got into this...new world and and I feel so useless."

"Don't feel that way," Ted said. "You'll do fine."

Evan shook his head. "I don't know." He walked to the back to get started.

Ted looked to Cody. The younger man went about tidying up to get the store ready.

"Are you going to talk to me?" Ted questioned.

"I don't know," Cody said. "Have you stopped being selfish?"

"What do you mean by that?"

Cody whirled around to face him. "You hesitated. You stood there and didn't say that you would help."

"I'm afraid, Cody."

"I'm afraid too! Yes, I know that our lives are in danger, but we don't matter. The people in this city, the people around the world, the people who can't fight matter. I'm scared shitless, but I'm willing to put my life on the line. I'm willing to do what it takes to make sure we lessen the enemies' numbers until something gives." Cody shook his head. "I'm not a fighter, Teddy. I've never been. You've always been the fighter. You've always stood up and faced trouble no matter the odds. When you didn't speak up, my heart broke."

Ted closed his eyes. "I just...I can't lose you, Cody. You're my whole world. If we go into this fight and I lost you...I just..."

Cody went to him. "I know, baby, but this is what we do. We have powers that can help people."

Ted nodded.

"Go get the paperwork done. I'll open up the store."

"Okay." Ted kissed his boyfriend and went to the back.

Cody sighed and shook his head.

…

Randy watched Mike and Punk as they lay in bed. The news that they were all given was not a good one. Mike loved all over over the Dampyr much to the delight of Punk. The slightly older man had his head in Mike's lap as the blond stroked from his hair and down to his lower back.

"You two look really cute," Randy said as he finally came in.

Phil looked up at him with a smile on his face.

Mike glanced up and smirked.

"You drank a little blood, didn't you?" Randy asked as he sat on the foot of Mike's bed.

Phil nodded.

Randy looked lovingly onto both men.

"Don't," Mike said.

"What?" asked Randy.

"Let's not talk about it right now." Mike stared fully at the other man. "I just want to spend this day together. I don't want to think about what's to come."

Randy nodded. He leaned forward and kissed Mike. He looked down at Punk, who stared up at him. He stroked the Dampyr's cheek.

"How are you feeling?" Randy asked.

"Happy." Punk took a hold of Randy's hand and kissed his palm. He licked at his wrist, eyes on Randy.

The man nodded.

Punk sank his teeth in and drank for a few minutes before licking the wound close. He smiled lazily up at the man. "Sweet and tart."

Randy smiled down at the Dampyr.

Punk reached up and caressed Randy's cheek. Soon, he fell asleep.

"Maybe you should take a nap as well," Randy suggested.

Mike shook his head. "I'm not tired."

"How about we take a nap together?"

The blond studied the other man for a brief moment. "Okay."

They moved Punk around so he could be in the middle of the sandwich. Mike closed his eyes. Randy sighed and looked up at the ceiling. His mind was plagued with the upcoming events.

…

Taker and Kane sat in his office, playing chest.

"What are your thoughts, brother?" Kane asked.

"Do I speak loud thoughts again?" Taker asked as he moved his knight.

"Yes."

The older folded his hands over his mouth. "This...thing that is coming could mean the end of humanity."

"It could, but then again, it could not. There are a lot of factors that aren't accounted for. What if we do get reinforcements? What if Falend does wake up? What if the powers that are within Evan, Mike, and Randy awaken in time?"

"That's a lot of what if's, Kane. I don't need what if's...I need certainty."

"I know that." He moved his pawn. "Everyone is doing their part."

Taker nodded as he studied the board.

"Evan's going to need more training."

"I realize that," Taker answered.

"Jeff and Matt say that he's improving. I would like to move him to the care of Edge, Jack, and Alex for vampire hunting training."

Taker nodded and moved his bishop.

"Bold move."

The older man smirked. "I was thinking he should go to Show for weapons training before moving him any where else. The Hardys did a great job on teaching him about were-creature hunting."

"I'd say." He leaned back. "So, the Chosen One is in our group."

Taker nodded. "From what I understand, Randy, Punk, Mike, Edge, Jericho, Alex, and Jack went out that day when Edge found out from his former friend."

"So, it could be any one of them."

"Yeah. Sheamus and I had a conversation about Lord Zaebos. He told me that Zaebos would often appear as a young man with blond hair and blue eyes."

Kane stared at his brother. "You do realize that most of the group."

Taker nodded. "Check."

Kane furrowed his eyebrows.

"I do realize that. What else can we do? We can't keep them locked in this house."

"We can try."

Taker stared at his brother.

"Just saying."

"I know. It would be easier that way, but we can't keep them in here like a prison. They have missions to go on."

"I know, I know." He moved another pawn. "So...you and Evan."

"What about us?"

"He seems to enjoy sleeping in your room."

"It's comforting for him."

"And you?"

Taker looked up at his brother.

"What do you mean?"

"How long has it been?"

The older rubbed the back of his neck. "Ten years."

"That's a long time to go without companionship."

"Look who's talking? You went twelve before you and Alicia hooked up." He moved his queen. "How are you two by the way?"

"Good...very good."

"I'm glad for you, baby brother."

Kane nodded. "If you and Evan do get together, treat him right."

"If we get through this, I'll think about it."

"Deal?"

"Deal."

Kane moved his queen. "Check-mate."

Taker stared at the board. He sighed and shook his head.

…

Evan put the freshly baked cookies into the case. He smiled at his work. He tasted them and they were good. Not like Falend's, but they were good.

"Good job, Evan," Cody said.

"Thanks," Evan replied. "I hope that they'll be good as Falend's."

Cody took a cookie and bit into it. "It's good. I like it."

The smaller man nodded.

The bell rung and Cena stepped in. He yawned and nodded at everyone.

"Afternoon, John," Cody greeted.

John yawned once more. "Sorry. Long night."

"It's okay," Evan replied.

Cena stared at the young man. "Are you baking?"

Evan nodded. "Falend's really sick."

"Really?" John asked. "Is she at home or in the hospital?"

"A family member came and picked her up," Ted said as he came out of the backroom.

"Really?"

Evan and Cody nodded.

"Well, that's good," Cena said. "Sucks that she's sick, but I'm glad that someone came to take care of her. Let me go clock in."

"I'm done with the paperwork," Ted said. "I'm going to go on home to take a nap. I'll be back around five to take over."

Cody nodded.

"I love you, Codes."

"Love you too, baby."

They kissed and Ted left for home.

"Should I make some cheesecakes?" Evan questioned.

Cody thought a moment.

John came back out as he tied on his apron. "Do you want me to work on the shipment?"

"That's okay," Cody replied. "Only three boxes came in. They could be done tonight."

John nodded.

"There's some cheesecake in the freezer," Evan stated.

"How many?" Cody asked.

"Five," Evan answered. "One of plain, two truffle, one strawberry, and one coffee."

"We should be good," Cena said. "I mean, she usually has about seven."

"True," Cody breathed. "If you can, come in early tomorrow and make some more cheesecakes."

"I can do that."

"She was going to make a pumpkin spice one," John replied. "It was just a tester though."

"Yum," Evan said.

The bell to the shop rung and they looked to the door.

"Hello," Cody greeted.

"Hi," John and Evan said.

A woman,who appeared to be in her late twenties, smiled and nodded.

"How can I help you today?"

"I'm new to the city and I was wondering if you were hiring," she said.

"Well, I am short staffed. She's really ill and not sure when she'll be coming back."

John and Evan shared a look.

"I'm sorry to hear that." She brushed a stray blond hair behind her ear.

Cody smiled and said, "She's a fighter. I know that she'll pull through."

"That's good to hear."

Cody went under the counter and pulled a binder out. He pulled an application out and handed it to her.

"Thank you," she said.

"Not a problem. I'm Cody, this is Evan and John."

John and Evan nodded.

"Good to meet you guys," she said. "I'm Renee."

"Nice meeting you," Cody said. "Just come back with the application when you fill it out."

"Thank you. Have a great day."

They watched as she left. Cody looked to the two other men and gave a small smile. John and Evan shared another look. Not knowing it, except for Cody, but all three men shared the same feeling about the woman that was just in the store and it wasn't a good one.