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).

Chapter One

"Hey, Mikey. How you doing?" A chuckle. "I don't even know why I asked that. We're worried about you, kid. You know that, right? Randy has been taking care of Punk like a mother would a sick child. It's absolutely adorable. Don't tell them I said that. I think it's funny as hell though. You've been trying to get them to like each other for several years. Who would have thought that it would take you getting seriously injured for them to see eye to eye."

A pause. "Mike, I've always considered you to be like a son to me. Hell, Kane and I were thinking of teaching you the family business...funerals that is. You already know how to be a Hunter. We need someone to pass along our legacy if something should happen to us. You're the man for the job in our eyes. So don't you die on me, you understand? Don't you die. Please, God, don't you take him. He's needed here. His family needs him."

…

Punk slowly walked around the house like a cat. He had been avoiding Randy for nearly two hours. He did not mind the attention, but he wanted to be on his own for awhile. The Dampyr wandered to the library and found Yoshi stacking up the new books in a different location.

"Hey, Yoshi," Punk greeted.

"Hi," Yoshi greeted back. "Shouldn't you be in bed?"

"Been laying around enough as it is."

Yoshi nodded. "What can I do for you?"

"Just stretching my legs...and hiding from Randy."

Yoshi laughed. "Driving you crazy?"

Punk nodded.

"Well, you can hang out here as long as you like."

Punk smiled and walked down the many aisles of the library. His eyes took in the titles rapidly. He pulled out a book and flipped through it before putting it back. The library put him at ease, the cool air, the smell of old books, the stillness. It reminded of his childhood at the monastery.

"Punk!" Randy called.

Punk looked around quickly.

"Yoshi, is Punk down here?"

Yoshi shook his head.

"Damnit!"

Randy began to search the aisles while Punk ducked and dodged. The Dampyr dove under a table when Randy went by. Punk climbed up and scampered away, holding his injured side. He flattened himself in a space between some bookshelves. This cat and mouse chase went on for fifteen minutes and Punk was quickly becoming tired.

"Told you he wasn't here," Yoshi said.

"You didn't say anything," Randy stated. "You just shook your head."

"Same thing."

Randy smirked and pulled out a Pepsi can from his cloth jacket pocket. Yoshi's eyes widened as Randy cracked the can open. Punk peeked his head out and bit into his knuckle. Randy left the can on Yoshi's desk and left. A minute went by and another and another. Yoshi watched the door and nodded. Punk came out of his hiding spot and brought the can to his lips. The Japanese man smiled and shook his head at his friend.

"You know, if he's aggravating you, you should tell him," Yoshi suggested.

"It's not really aggravating...I just want a breather. With Mike the way he is, he's clinging to me. I'm not Mike and I don't want to be his replacement," Punk replied.

"You really think that?" Randy asked standing in the doorway.

Both Punk and Yoshi jumped at the voice. They looked at him. After a moment, Punk slowly nodded.

"Okay, I can be aggravating. I'm sorry. It's just that...it's keep my mind occupied," Randy explained. "I don't want to lose Mike and the voices have gotten worse."

"What?" both Punk and Yoshi asked.

Randy sighed. "The voices have gotten worse."

"Weakling."

"Why are you telling them your business?"

"Have you told Taker?" Yoshi questioned.

Randy shook his head. "He has a lot to think about."

"It doesn't matter," Punk replied. "He has to know."

Yoshi nodded in agreement.

"How long has it been...getting worse?" Punk asked.

"Since Mike's..." Randy bit into his bottom lip and squeezed his eyes shut.

Punk quickly finished his drink. "Come on. Let's go to Taker." He walked over to him.

"I'll do it later."

"Now!"

"Don't tell me what to do."

"You're having a problem. He should know."

"I told you, I'll tell him later."

Punk placed his hands on his hips. "Stop being stubborn and let's go."

Randy rolled his eyes. "No, I can deal."

"Deal, my ass. We're going." Punk pulled on Randy's hand.

"Give me a few days."

"Fuck that. We're doing this shit right now."

"No."

"Randal Keith Orton. We are going to Taker now and that's final."

Both man stare at each other. Anger flaring and running through their veins. Soon, Randy chuckled.

"This isn't funny," Punk stated.

"It's been awhile since we had an argument."

Punk was taken aback. He thought a moment and soon smiled. "Yeah, it has."

Randy pulled Punk to him and kissed him. Yoshi rolled his eyes and flicked his hands at them, shooting water from his fingertips.

"Shit, that's cold," Punk said breaking the kiss.

"No," Yoshi said. "Not in the library."

Randy and Punk laughed. Yoshi continued the assault until the two ran away.

…

Evan stood in the shop staring at Ted, Cody, Falend, and John. They closed the store for an hour to give the young man a rundown of how to run the register, make drinks, receiving shipments and returning items, cleaning, and customer service. He was mindful of how to act around Falend and John because Cody and Ted let him know that they were just humans and that they did not have any inklings of the supernatural world like they did. Yes, Falend was full of information, but she never seen it nor experienced it first hand. John was just the new guy like Evan.

"Dress code is casual with our special apron," Cody said as he handed Evan two red aprons.

"Any questions?" Ted asked.

"He has lots," Falend stated. "We scared the poor boy."

"Um..." was all that came out of his mouth.

"See," she noted.

"Don't worry about it, bro," John said. "You'll get the hang of it."

Evan nodded.

"You'll start tomorrow," Ted said.

"Okay...cool," Evan breathed.

A knock came at the door.

Cody checked to see who it was and smiled. He unlocked the door and Jeff entered. John looked up and sucked air quickly. Jeff dyed his hair red and freshly painted his nails black and red. He wore a tight black wife-beater and black and red trimmed Tripp pants. His right arm had a red arm sock while his left had a black arm sock. Black books with red laces adorned his feet.

Cody and he hugged for a brief moment. Jeff looked up and moved his eyes over the gathered people. He went back to stare at Falend. Falend returned the gaze and the storm behind her eyes picked up.

"We're almost finished here," Cody stated and went back.

"Any questions?" Ted asked again.

Evan shook his head.

"You can stay and learn a bit or just wait til tomorrow," Cody said.

"I'll be back tomorrow," Evan replied.

"Come on, Puppy," Jeff said, breaking his focus from the black woman.

Evan nodded.

Falend shook her head, took out a bag of Skittles from her apron pocket, and opened them. She popped a couple into her mouth. Jeff spotted the bag and smirked before leaving. Ted took notice of the silent interaction between the two. He rubbed his chin and smiled.

Falend slapped John on the chest.

"Huh? What?" He looked at her.

She offered some candy.

"Skittles."

They both munched before going back to work.

"We need to go to your house or apartment or where ever you live," Jeff explained.

"I live with roommates," Evan said. "Why?"

"Why what?"

"Why do we have to go to my place?"

"To get your stuff."

"Wh..why?"

Jeff went to Evan and grabbed him by the shoulders. He stared into his brown eyes and said, "Listen, Puppy, ordinary life is no longer an option for you. Once you have seen behind the curtain, you'll start to take notice of everything that is part of the other world...the supernatural world. It'll drive you mad and you'll break." Jeff dropped his hands and wiped his mouth. "Damnit, Mike."

Evan stared at him.

"He's better at this than anyone else, but you have me. I'm going to try my best with you...okay?"

Evan nodded.

"Let's go."

After thirty minutes of cleaning, John went up to Cody and asked, "Who was that guy?"

"Oh, the one that picked up Evan?" Cody questioned.

John nodded.

"That's Jeff Hardy."

"Jeff." John smiled and nodded. "Thanks."

Cody stared after his employee and smiled.

…

Alicia stayed away from Kane since the gathering. She did not want to see him nor talk to him. Fear gripped her heart. Fear of losing him, fear of him leaving her, fear of her own power. She walked the halls ducking from everyone when possible.

Today was the same as any other day: avoiding, ducking, and dodging. She walked passed Kane's bedroom door and was unaware that it quickly opened. He grabbed her and pulled her in the room, closing the door behind them. He held her still to look in her eyes.

"Why are you avoiding me?" he asked finally asked after a tense five minutes of silence.

"I...um..." stuttered out of her mouth.

"There's nothing to be afraid of. I won't hurt you."

"But I could hurt you."

They stared into each other's eyes. Kane let her go.

"You won't hurt me," he said quietly.

She hung her head as he walked passed her. He sat down on his bed and ran his hand over his bald head. She went to him and stood before him.

"You won't hurt me," he said again as he looked up at her.

She nodded as he pulled her into a kiss. She moaned letting him have entry to her mouth. He explored the wet, warm crevice with his muscle before her tongue started to dance with his. He reached underneath her shirt and started to knead her breast. She let out a gasp and turned her head to catch her breathe. His tongue coasted down her neck and he nipped at her collarbone.

Alicia took off her shirt and bra and immediately, Kane attacked her right breast as his hand went to work on her left one. He sucked and nipped her nipple while he twisted the left one with his hand. He went to other side and continued his mouth work. Alicia was panting deeply and arched forward into his mouth.

Kane stopped and kissed her deeply as he took off her pants. He held her by the hips, enjoying the kiss. They broke apart and stared into each other's lust filled eyes. Alicia moved to the bed and laid on her back as Kane quickly stripped. He got beside her and kissed her. He kissed his way down and stared at her shaven cunt. He smiled up at her and she turned her head as she blushed.

He blew his hot breathe over her clit causing her to tremble. He licked up once and she bit her lip. Nodding, he went to work sucking and nipping her little bundle.

"Oh!" she gasped.

She could feel him licking and sucking on her folds. She could feel his tongue enter her, twisting around making her juices flow. She hitched her breathe when he slowly entered her with his finger. She slowly rocked against it, pleasuring herself.

Kane enjoyed watching her. She was something new to him, a woman that could see pass the monster. The giant had fell in love with her from the first time he saw her in Mike's arms. He observed her but never approached.

"Kane," she moaned.

He could feel her muscle gripping and releasing. She was on the verge of her first of many orgasms. He circled her clit as she quickened her pace and with the added pleasure, she arched her body up and clamped down. He could feel her juices flow out around his digit. He pulled his finger out and sucked it clean.

"You taste really sweet," he whispered.

She smiled as she stared at him through half closed lids. He moved up to her and kissed her. She responded with a kiss of her own.

"Are you ready?" he asked.

She nodded and he positioned himself between her legs. He wrapped them around himself and entered. She was tight, which he loved. She let out a sigh of relief as she felt his large member inside of her. She started to clench her claw muscles around him making him grunt. She giggled.

"You think you're funny?" Kane asked.

She nodded. He pulled out leaving just the head inside and then he slammed into her. She let out a load moan. He smiled down at her and did this a few more times and each time her moans became loader and loader. Soon, he picked up the pace and the headboard slammed against the wall with each powerful thrust. The room filled with pants, moans, curses, and grunts. Their bodies glistened with sweat.

Alicia clung to Kane's forearms, nails digging into his flesh. He loved the pain and it caused him to quicken the pace even more. He grabbed her legs and lifted them up onto his shoulders so he could go deeper. Her eyes widened as he hit her spot. He grinned at this and started to aim for that bundle with each thrust. He could feel her clench around him as her climax reached its apex. He could feel the juices drip down his legs, but he kept thrusting, hitting that bundle over and over. She trembled as he continued his work for another orgasm from her.

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head as another surge built up. Her muscles clenched and released around his member. Kane felt his balls tightened as his own release built up.

"In or out?" he grunted.

She shook her head too lost to concentrate on the question.

"Baby," he managed. "In or out?"

She took deep breathes, back slowly arching up. "In...in!"

With that he let out a primal scream, slammed in her, and released his cum inside causing her to orgasm as well. They stilled their movements and stared in each other's eyes. He could feel their united juices flow out and he smiled.

"You're pushing me out," he said.

"I'm sorry," she sighed.

He shook his head, pulled out with a hiss, and laid beside her. He grabbed her and pulled the young woman to him. She laid her head on his chest and stared up at him.

"I'm sorry," she said.

"For what?" he asked.

"For avoiding you."

"Don't worry about it."

She nodded and started to kiss his chest. She bit his nipple.

He glared at her and smiled. "Ready for round two?"

"Maybe."

Sounds of clapping came from outside Kane's door.

"Encore, encore!"

"Yay!"

"Way to go, man!"

"WhooHoo!"

Alicia blushed and buried her face into his chest.

"If I get to the door and I catch your asses, I swear to God, I'm kicking it!" Kane proclaimed.

"Shit!"

"Run!"

Alicia giggled. She leaned forward for a kiss. "Would you have gotten up to go kick their asses?"

He thought a moment and shook his head. "I would rather stay here beside you."

She smiled and got comfortable beside him. Soon, sleep claimed them so they could rest up for round two.

…

"Mizzy? I need you to wake up. Teddy and I really miss you. I know Falend misses you as well. She came up with more cookie recipes. I know you would love to try them out." A sniffle. "Dude, don't do this to me. We've been friends for a long time. I consider you my brother. I want to see you up and smiling. Randy is driving Punk mad. You need to wake up before Punk snaps and kills Randy. Well, Randy would end up killing him, but you know what I mean. God, why did you have to be so reckless? Why didn't you wait for back up? Punk nearly died and now you're caught in between the world of the living and the dead. This is too much. Mike. Mikey, wake up...please. Wake up."