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For Love or Gold
CHAPTER 1
The stadium was filled to the tip of the bleachers, there wasn't even standing room available. WWE Smackdown was in Boston tonight, and everyone around had come to watch the legends take the stand.
It was the final match of the night, Batista was defending the World Heavyweight Championship belt from the young and up coming Mr. Kennedy. The battle had taken more than twenty minutes already and Kennedy had tried almost every trick in the book to try to pin the Animal, but Batista wouldn't go down easy.
During the match, Kennedy was able to hit the Animal in the head with a steel chair, cutting his forehead. The blood covering Batista's face just made him look and act more feral in his tactics.
Kennedy knew it wasn't long before the animal catches him in a corner off guard, he had seen the videos where Batista had let himself loose on his victims. It was true when JR described it as a vicious creature unleashed into captivity, it produced the same effect.
Batista had Kennedy in his sights now, the punk fuck head wasn't going anywhere. It was one thing to win by disqualification, either way Kennedy wouldn't get the belt. He had to physically pin the Animal to the mat to win the belt. But that wasn't going to happen.
Batista roared as he speared Kennedy into the corner post with all his might, the forced knocked all the wind out of him. As Kennedy tried to stay on his feat, the Animal grabbed a hold of him and preformed his signature 'Batista Bomb' on the unworthy competitor. Just as Kennedy's body hit the mat, Batista was on him for the pin. The Referee fell beside them and counted to three along side the crowd. The bell rang as Batista's music blasted from all direction.
The Ref retrieved the belt and handed to the proud Champion, he had defeated his belt once more. He could relax for a bit before the next challenge. It would be just another punk ass kid trying to make a name for himself by going after the belt. Just like he did when he first came here. Joining Evolution, then getting even with HHH and Rick Flair, being drafted to Smackdown, not to mention being cooped up for almost six month at home because of an injury from a match with Mark Henry. Now he was on top, and there was nothing that was going to send him down.
The crowed roared and cheered as Dave made his rounds around the ring, he wanted all his fans to see him, knowing that this was for them as well as for him, that they too can achieve anything they put their hearts to it. David Batista was grinning as he raised his belt up high for them all to see, he was definitely feeling the high of it all.
The lights went out, no one in the arena could see past their hands in the darkness. Batista looked around in confusement as his heart beat for a moment. He was not ready for this.
The lone sound of a church bell rang loudly in the shadows, a blue light appeared as the mist began to creep along the matt. Batista looked around as the Death March began to play in the blue light. The screens all over the stadium showed the haunting pictures of the Deadman, he was making his presence known in his yard.
Even though Batista was the reining champion, this was still 'Taker's Yard and he had been defending it for the last sixteen years. The monster that walked slowly from the darkness and into the blue light of the stage starred up to the mat, Batista stood still in silence. He knew it was just a matter of time before the Deadman would come looking for the belt, he always hoped that some young punk would deter the Undertaker from thinking about the gold.
But there was no one in his way now. Batista had just finished any hopes of Mr Kennedy becoming the new World Heavyweight Champion, there was no longer a number one contender anymore.
The Undertaker stood motionless on the stage as he starred intently into Batista's mortal eyes, the Deadman's eyes turned white as his tong extended outwards. The Undertaker motioned his hands along his waistline, making out the shape of the belt.
Dave shook his head, going up against the Undertaker was not part of his contract of late. But with no more contenders, Teddy Long has the choice to set out another mini Battle Royal to determine the new contender…or he could simply pick one out at his own discretion and always in the favour of the Undertaker. It seemed that he would have to face the Undertaker, in the next PPV.
But this match would not be easy. The next match would be held at Wrestle Mania! The Deadman is undefeated there, still holding a 14-0 at the most anticipated even of WWE history. Batista didn't want it to be 15-0 after the event either. The Deadman was making it quite clear to him that the Animal would have to muster up all his strength and intelligence to defeat this creature of the night and protect the belt.
The Deadman grinned once more at the animal before the lights went out again, then came back one to normal. Dave looked around franticly for the Deadman, but he was long gone. The Champion jumped out of the ring and made a hasty retreat on the long ramp towards the back of the stage. He had to find out for sure weather or not the Undertaker had a right to make his claim.
The Animal wasn't scared to confront the Phenom, he was cautious of his potential foe's abilities. The Undertaker was a master at mind games, terrifying his opponents to almost sheer terror before the match. Fear made the Animal mad and unpredictable, a berzerking frenzy would take out almost anyone, but not the Deadman.
Batista finally made it to Teddy's office and didn't knock as he entered the room, the General Manager of Smackdown was on the phone sitting in his chair at his desk. The man looked up to the animal and shook his head.
"I'll have to call you back, player." Teddy slammed down the phone on its receiver and glared at the animal.
"What the hell is this?" Teddy demanded.
"I just beat Kennedy, and now the Undertaker just make it very clear to me that he wants a shot at the belt. Does he get the shot or not?" Dave demanded back.
"Well now, is the Animal a little scared of some real competition?" Teddy was treading on a thing line.
Dave slammed his hand on the desk hard, but is didn't make Teddy jump.
"Teddy, I just want to be prepared, that's all. Just give it to me straight."
Teddy stood up and grinned at Dave, "Ok, I'll give it to ya straight. See it how I see it, player. It's about time that Smackdown have a truly epic battle at this year's Wrestle Mania. I want Smackdown to set a new record of entertainment! Catch this now! The World Heavyweight Champion Batista, will defend the belt at Wrestle Mania against, this man, who has never been defeated, the Phenom himself, the Undertaker!"
Teddy grinned at Dave, who didn't fell the same way, "Can you dig that?"
Dave shook his head, "You're giving him the shot…"
"Think of it as a boost to your carrier, you'll be known as the man who defeated the Undertaker's winning streak at Wrestle Mania! I like the words to that!" Grinned Teddy.
Dave just shook his head again, "I don't play head games. If the Deadman's looking for a fight, he's got one."
"That's what I like to hear Player!" Teddy tapped him on the back as he led the Animal out of the office before closing the door.
Dave began to walk towards his dressing room thinking about what just happened, the Deadman was relentless and ruthless. He would stop at nothing to get what he wanted and there was no way to stop him. He wasn't human, Dave had guessed to that along time ago. He wouldn't have a problem going after normal men, not something that acts like a shadow or something.
He entered his change room and flopped on the couch, this would be the match of his carrier. If he defeated the Undertaker, the Animal would definitely get hurt in the process. But if the Undertaker beat him, he would loose the belt and didn't know if he could try again to regain the belt from something that healed a lot faster than a normal man would.
David sighed, he had to figure out a way to get the better of the Deadman. But no one knows of his weakness, but Dave was sure that he had one. Everything had a weakness, he just had to find the Undertaker's Kryptonite.