Chapter 4- The months after.

The Undertaker hadn't been the same since he woke from the coma, no matter how hard he fought or tried to speak, he couldn't. It wasn't enough to get Kane's attention. Despite the attack, the Undertaker knew he had to save his brother from the fate that awaited him. One he wouldn't even wish upon his own worst enemy. But he needed help.

It was the start of an unusual week.

The Deadman summoned the likes of Matt Hardy, Bret Hart and Edge to a locker room to speak. None of the men knew why, but they knew better than to refuse.

"This better be good, you do realize I am in for a title shot!" Edge growled lowly. Yet when his eyes locked onto the Undertaker's, his lips were quick to seal.

"I need advice from others who know how to deal with younger brothers," the Deadman explained.

At first, none knew what to say. Not even the Hitman who looked between Matt Hardy and the Undertaker. "Wait, you need brother advice? Stick him in a headlock! Come on Take, you have had worst beatings in your life! So Kane one-ups you, big deal. Suck it up!"

"You don't understand Bret, Kane… He…" the pause became more annoying than anything.

"Spit it out!" hissed Edge.

"He's fallen into the same darkness as I did. But he has no idea what awaits him! I have to stop my brother before it's too late!"

"Whoa, slow down. What's going on with Kane that's so important? You told me before he was a Deadman walking, but then again, you tell that to everyone who pisses you off." Said Matt.

The Undertaker took slow, deep breaths and explained about his power over darkness. It just happened when he was a young child, after the house was set ablaze. But what happened shortly after was nothing more than the work of the shadows and darkest desires. "I never found the Druids, they found me," he explained. It made everyone's face turn pale white as he continued on. Assuming he was alone in the world, he embraced the lessons taught to him full heartedly. Until he mastered the element as his own. "What I didn't realize was why they gave me such power, why I was to learn of it. Until the final test came in Death Valley…"

He paused as the three men stared at him intensely. "Well, what happened in Death Valley?" Edge demanded.

Yet he shook his head. "I am not ready to tell you, not yet at least. But know this, if the same thing is happening to my brother, I fear for his very life and soul if I cannot stop him"

"Is that why he has been able to get the jump on you? He's learned your moves?" Matt asked.

"Partly" Taker whispered. "But there is much more to this than even he realizes, there is a reason why the Druids are helping him and giving him everything he wants. Just as the million dollar man says. Everyone has a price"

Bret began to maul things over, as he knew this was more serious than expected. "What do you want us to do?" he asked.

Taker shrugged. "Tell me how to deal with little brothers who want to prove themselves to their older brother"

Matt gave a half smirk. "Good thing your sitting down, this could take a long time…"