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My daughter cried as we flew through the night sky. I sighed knowing I didn't have anything to give her since we were far from the island now. I looked around the plane to see if there was something I could give her, but I couldn't find anything.
"Here…"
I turned around and looked towards the cockpit. Kane was standing there holding a bag filled with already made bottles. I sighed with relief before taking a seat and getting her ready for the bottle. He took one out of the bag and gave it to me, watching silently as I fed it to her. I sort of felt awkward with him looking at me so; I decided to get some answers.
"Why are you helping me?" I asked. "I mean you're the reason I ended up with a knot on my head for my so called wedding…"
He sighed and sat the bag down at my feet. I glared at him waiting patiently for my answer but none came.
"Hello? I am talking to you Kane…"
He sighed heavily, "I can't tell you what's going on Aria. I'm going to let my brother do that one for me…"
I raised my eyebrow at him, "You mean the same brother who you took care of?"
He narrowed his eyes at me and then turned to go back to the cockpit. "Like I said, I'll let my brother explain all of this. For now, just sit tight and hang on…we'll be landing soon."
I shook my head and kept feeding my baby still wanting those answers. Who did this man think he was? Trying to tell me that his brother could explain things to me knowing very well that he couldn't. A tear fell from my eye as I took the bottle from my daughter's mouth so I could burp her. I held her in a sitting position and gently tapped her back while thinking about her father. I still remembered the last time I saw him, he looked back over his shoulder at me with a twinkle in those green eyes.
"Stay here" he said. "I'll be right back."
But he never came back. I wiped the fresh tear from my eye after Arianna burped. I sure hoped that what Kane was telling me was the truth because I needed Mark more than anything.
An hour later I felt the plane begin to descend back to the Earth. I rocked my baby in my arms feeling more and more anxious to get off of it. I wondered if my uncle had found a way to come and get me already and if so how long would it be before he reached me.
When the plane touched the ground, it continued to roll until we came to a large parking area. There was a black limo parked next to us with an oversized man standing next to the door. He was dressed in a black suit complete with a red tie and pale skin. His eyes were deeply sunken and he held a gold urn in the palms of his hands.
"Let's go. We don't have much time." Kane said before opening the door to let us out of the plane.
"That man…who is he?" I asked.
He didn't answer me, instead he walked out of the plane to greet the man that awaited us. "Hello father…I brought her and the baby just as promised."
The man nodded before looking at me. "Hello there, I'm Paul. My dear Undertaker has been worried sick about you."
I shook my head, "How can he though? Dave told me that-"
"-What Dave told you is a lie. Most of the things he has said has all been a dreadful lie." Paul said before opening the door to the limo. "Come now. It'll all be explained once we reach our destination."
I nodded before getting into the limo. It was dark inside, and extremely quiet. I sat as far away from the two of them as I could. They got in and sat near the door, falling silent before the limo started up. I wondered where they were taking me, but didn't care enough to ask. I was glad to be away from Dave for a while. He was starting to make me believe that he and I could actually work things out. It was good while it lasted…but I couldn't deny my love for Mark.
We rode in the limo for what seemed like hours before pulling up in front of a stone wall leading to a large black iron gate. I glanced out the window and saw a huge house up the hill from the gate itself. The house looked like it was deserted and had been for many years. It was at least four stories tall and seemed to be surrounded by dark clouds. The grass was cut very fine, and two dead trees stood tall on either side of the house.
"W-hat is this place…" I asked feeling a cold chill going down my back.
"Deadman's Manor, the home of my Undertaker and his brother Kane." Paul said in an eerie voice.
I glanced at him wondering why they were taking their WWE characters so seriously. Then again…Mark had been haunting my dreams lately…was it truly real?
The gates slowly opened for the limo and then we were slowly drawn up to the manor. My daughter suddenly opened her eyes and began moving around in my arms. I glanced down at her and immediately noticed that her eyes looked a lot more green than usual. I glared at Paul was rubbing the urn and smiling at Arianna.
"She knows her father is close." Paul said.
I shivered at that sound. "Um….excuse me?"
Before he could say anything, the limo came to a complete stop in front of the grey and gloomy manor. Kane and Paul hopped out of the limo as the door on the front porch was opened up. I hesitated to move wondering if I made the right decision to come with them. I could have made a run for it back at the airport, but something wanted me to come with them.
My daughter cooed and began reaching for the door. I smiled at her, "You want to meet your father don't you?"
She made another giggling sound which motivated me to get out of the limo.
"Come dear…he's just beyond that door." Paul said.
I nodded but for some reason something in my heart told me to remain still. I cradled my baby to my chest trying to conceal the fear beating in my heart, but I knew it I needed to do this. I took a deep breath and began climbing the steps to the porch. Kane and Paul stayed where they were, watching me climb the steps. I could feel the anxiety beginning to settle as I reached the porch and stepped through the threshold. The minute I got inside, the door behind me closed and the lights inside turned on. I looked around the place and saw a staircase leading up to a balcony…on which he was standing…
