Present Time

I finally gave up the screaming and started sobbing instead. I fell to the cold ground letting tears fall from my face. Why did he come after me? Wasn't his problem with John? I continued to cry for a few minutes hoping that someone would come and rescue me. Of course the next person I saw was the monster that brought me here. I had fallen asleep in the corner before hearing the sound of a door unlocking. When it opened, a bright light shined in on me blinding me for a few seconds. Kane stepped into the doorway, hiding the light behind him. He leaned his head to the side staring me down with a curious look in his eye.

"Hello Katrina, did you sleep well?" he asked in a sarcastic tone.

I pressed myself against the wall, "Where am I? Why did you bring me here?"

He straightened his head out and folded his arms. "You should know why Katrina…that brother of yours has some nerve parading his little message about rising above hate…."

I narrowed my eyes, "You kidnapped me over a slogan?"

He stepped into the room, "Not completely…you see…you're a strong woman Katrina and yet you allow people to walk all over you. You're constantly letting people tell you what to do, and not fighting them back."

I chuckled, "Excuse me? You don't even know me!"

"I know you well enough to know that it took you many years to move out of your brother's house….didn't it?" he said.

I folded my arms and looked away from him, "That's none of your business…."

He laughed, "Oh Katrina, it may not be my business but I'm making it that way. You will learn to not only embrace that true part of you that knows how to hate…but you will learn more about yourself."

"I don't think so Kane. I'm going home right now."

"And how are you going to do that when you're chained to that wall?" he said.

I glanced at the shackles that held onto my hands. It was true…I wasn't going to be going anywhere anytime soon.

"Let me go or else!" I snapped.

He smirked, "Or else what?"

"Or else…my brother will find you and he'll be pissed when he sees me like this."

He smirked, "Oh he'll be pissed alright and that's just what I want. You see, not only am I going to help you, but I'm going to help your brother as well."

"Help him? He doesn't need help and neither do I!" I screamed.

He shook his head, "You need more help than you think Kat…and now that I have you here…I'm going to do what it takes to make you see the truth about yourself."

I rolled my eyes, "So what…you're going to keep me shackled to this wall?"

"If you continue to think about running away…." He said as he came closer to me.

I stared up into his eyes, "I'm not thinking about that."

"Oh really? You forget that you wear your emotions on the outside Katrina. Even now I can see your fear and it's pathetic."

"If you were in my shoes I'm sure you wouldn't be saying that." I said.

He chuckled, "I have no fear therefore I wouldn't be feeling what you're feeling right now."

I rolled my eyes, "Now that's pathetic."

"If you say so. Now…if you promise not to try and escape, I'll let you out of those chains. However, if you do try to escape me, not only will I put you back in those chains, but I will unleash the worst torture measures on you that I can come up with."

The boast in his voice made me tremble. He clearly meant business and I wasn't about to test him.

"Alright…I promise not to try and escape." I said.

He turned his head to the side as I stared up into his eyes. "Interesting…"

"What?" I asked.

He bent down slowly, making me jump slightly. Gently he brushed my hair out of my face and lifted my chin so more light could shine on my face.

"No wonder your brother is so protective of you. You're a rare beauty…" he said before unshackling the chains.

"Oh don't even try to butter me up by complementing my looks." I said.

He laughed as he unshackled my other arm, "I was actually being nice this time. I could have been an ass and told you that you look like shit."

I sighed, "Whatever."

He backed away from me, giving me some room to stand up. I placed my hands behind me and pushed myself up. My eyes stayed fixed on him as he watched me unconsciously.

"Follow me." He said.

I nodded and went to take a step, only to find that my legs were extremely weak. I stumbled and fell right into his arms. Without asking me, he scooped me up into his arms and carried me from the room.

"You should have picked option 1 when I first came to get you. Your body is weak from being immobile for three days." He said.

I gasped, "Three days! You knocked me out for three days!"

"Hey it isn't my fault you chose to do things the hard way. It'll only get worse if you keep it up."

I gritted my teeth and folded my arms as he carried me down the hallway. Man this was going to be a long stay with him…and I knew I wasn't going to be able to handle it.

"What is this place?" I asked when he started climbing some stairs.

He was silent for a moment, "My home. It's an abandoned funeral home."

My eyes widened, "Oh…is it the same one that the Undertaker burned down at one point?"

He nodded, "It is."

I looked at him wondering what he looked like without his mask. He had two different colored eyes and a mouth that I was sure could swallow something whole. Though he wasn't the most attractive man, I could somehow sense that he had some good in his heart. That's when I got an idea…maybe I could show him how to be good. I knew it would be a difficult task but hey, it couldn't be impossible.