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Chapter 2
Undertaker wakes up gasping. He starts blinking a few times. He heard "run" in his dreams. He can still picture Bray Wyatt in front of him. Undertaker knows it is all over; that he is still the face of fear.
This time he felt something stronger; and it's not good news. He flinches a little; he is still hurting from the match; most from the match but even more because of the abduction part. He can still feel those cold floors; and cold chains.
He still looks at his wrist; they are still swollen from the chains. "RUN!" Taker shakes his head again; he can still hear that sick bastard.
"Taker…" someone says "You okay…"
His eyes are wide now. He turns to his family member; his husband…his man. Taker smiles as he sees those blue eyes.
"I'm fine…John" he answers "Just a dream…"
"Okay…" said John "Want to tell me?"
"It's the same thing…" growls Taker "Bray…I can't get him off my mind"
"He really did get to you"
"Yes…but I beat him why doesn't it just go away"
"Because he did what no other man did…he kidnapped you and…"
"Don't…those days were the worst…"
"I know it's hard but maybe with a little time everything will be okay"
"I hope so…it still is haunting me…" said Taker "Like…as if Bray is right in front me"
John hugs Taker; bringing his older lover to his chest. Taker sniffles a little; he wants all of this to stop.
"It's all over…" said John "You guys finished it…"
"I fear that he may be back…" whispers Taker.
"Well…if he does you will be ready" John smiles.
Taker kisses him. They lay still for a long while.
"It was horrifying" said Taker
"What…?"
"The way they torture us…" Taker said "I can still hear my little brothers yell…"
John rubs his head. He is remaining silent as he listens to Taker. John can still see the pain in Taker's eyes.
"He didn't deserve that…they wanted me…" Taker said. He didn't say another word after that. John gently stokes Taker's hair.
"Taker…how did you escape?" asks John
Taker looks up at John.
"If you don't want to say…I understand…"
"My powers…weren't really taken away…" said Taker.
Taker had to think; he still didn't know how he did it. Taker just found strength and went for freedom. His little brother struggled.
John kisses Taker's temple. Taker lifts his hands up. John can still see them bruise up by the chains.
"Taker…" John whispers.
Taker didn't say a word; as memories of those times come back to him.
"I was scared too" said John. Taker looks up to those blues eyes. The eyes are still with fear. All the damage Bray did wasn't just on the brothers but their families as well.
"John…"
"I thought…Bray finished you…" John said softly "I thought I will never see you again"
"I know…"
"It was tough for me…I mean Bray wouldn't even tell us if ya'll are okay or anything…no matter how much we ask"
"He is an evil one"
"All he did was brought your powers to him and he walks the halls with everyone fearing him" said John "But not me…I still had faith that you will rise up and bring him down"
Taker kisses John. They both stood silent; Taker knows John had been suffering.
"I mean…first you fought Brock Lesnar…" said John "And then they attack you after the match…you look weak…and they just took you"
"I know…they done something disrespectful…"
"At least you are here…with me…"
"Always will be…" said Taker "But when I close my eyes…I'm afraid that I will be back there…"
"No…cause you will be here with me…"
"I…was afraid of anything…but now…"
"Hey…everyone is afraid of something…but that makes them stronger…"
Taker smiles as he kisses John. "You're right…"
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