Chapter 4- Meanwhile.

Taker was getting a feel for his new body. He was adjusting to being short as well as having long blond hair. So far, the excuse of his voice being lost was working. But for how long would be one thing, as well as how long Edge can remained bounded and gagged. If there's one thing Taker didn't want, it would be returning to a soiled body! "He better let Edge go to the Bathroom" Taker muttered to himself in the hotel room.

He paced back and forth for a while as he thought of ways of getting Vicky alone, he wanted his revenge, but everyone has been watching her like a hawk. Since 'the Undertaker' has gone missing, they all became worried and on guard for the worst.

But as the time passed Taker began to try another trick, he practiced in the mirror and kept saying "I am Edge" his voice would lose it's southern draw as it became higher and higher, by an hour later. He focused so much on Edge's voice, he was able to summon it from his new body. The cocky grin came over him, which startled the Deadman himself. "Ok, one thing accomplished. Another to go… no… what did Kane and ray do the last time…" he recalled their little trick on Raw. How they came into a locker room and made some noise without harming one another. Taker figured he could do the same, yet he would need some help.

Sneaking out of his room… he had to since the Edgeheads were watching the front door. He took the fire escape up a few floors until he found a room he was looking for. Tapping on the window, he peered in and saw Triple H walking about in his boxer shorts drinking water. He paused the moment he saw 'Edge' standing in front of his window.

Rushing up, he drew it open and was about ready to yell until Taker spoke first. "Hunter, it's me"

Triple H's mouth instantly shut as he welcomed Taker into the room. "So, do I even want to know what the hell is going on?" Hunter asked the moment his window closed.

"No" Taker replied as he took a seat on Hunter's couch. "I need your assistance in setting a trap"

Hunter rolled his eyes. "Again with me? Why the hell is it always me?" he demanded of the Deadman. "Do you have any idea how creeped out I am to see you like that… as Edge"

"Yeah, I know. He's Canadian. But that's beside the point. Vicky has to pay, and she is going to do so! I cannot do this alone, none of them are giving me a moment's peace thinking that I'm… well… the original me, is out there waiting to attack them!"

Hunter began to get the idea. "So, we need to stage you… as Edge… attacking… You?"

"In other words, Edge gets the upper hand on the Undertaker!"

"I am so confused"

"Just get the dummy Orton and his dad had made of me. I'll do the rest!"

"Oh yeah, I had a wicked time scaring the trick or teaters a few years ago with that! But… I suppose that explains why I haven't had any since"

"Just get the damn dummy" Taker muttered. "I better head back." Taker tested his voice once more as he regained Edge's voice. Hunter got a chill as he watched him sound out words and slowly get the voice of the blond back. The moment Taker left Hunter closed the window. "Next time, I'm going to ECW"