Confused Feelings

The next day, I woke up feeling well rested but still a little sore from being thrown through that glass. I rolled over onto my back and looked up at the ceiling, not certain how to feel. Vince McMahon was my uncle…and yet he never once made it known. I wondered long and hard about why he would keep me a secret from everyone, and why he kept the family a secret from me. Maybe this was all one big joke that Allison was trying to pull over on me. Yea, that was it. She had a way to get in touch with Vince McMahon, and begged him to use me as his niece…funny.

I smiled and got up, ready to bust the Undertaker about this prank they were trying to pull on me. I searched for a robe in the closet and found a really soft one that was black. I slipped into it with ease and then went to the door. I sighed when I found that it was locked.

"Damn," I said. "They are really laying this on thick."

I went back to the bed and began to make it. As I silently adjusted the covers, I heard the door click and then open up. I looked over my shoulder and found the Undertaker standing in the doorway with a tray of food.

"Good morning sweetness, I hope you have an appetite because this took my men a long time to make." he said as he kicked the door closed and then sat the tray down on the nightstand. I noticed he was now wearing a long black robe that covered most of his body.

"You better eat up, we have a long journey ahead of us darling." he said with a smirk.

I giggled, "Listen, I know that this is all a game Undertaker, and I know that Allison had something to do with it…so you can let me go now…"

He chuckled, "You must be way out of your mind if you think this is a prank Carmen. I like games…but not when I'm one of the pawns."

I shook my head, "That's a real good impersonation Mark…real funny, but I'm serious. You can let me go now. I was scared last night but I thought about it and I know this is all a prank."

His eyes narrowed at me, "And just what make you think that this is a prank?"

I felt nervous as he walked closer to me. I bit my bottom lip and then answered him, "That's easy…you told me that Allison is involved. She's a master at pranks when it comes to me."

He smirked and then traced his finger on the side of my face, moving my bang from in front of my eye. "My precious Carmen…you have so much to learn about me."

"Like what?" I asked. "Besides the fact that you're an evil man?"

He laughed, "Oh I'm not all that bad once you get to know me…in fact…" he moved in close to my ear, "You may fall for me."

I chuckled not believing this shit one bit, "I fell for Mark…not you." I snapped.

His smirk slowly disappeared, before he smiled again, "It looks like I'm going to have to tame this kitten…she's got mega claws."

"That I do…" I said before smirking and then sitting down so I could eat.

"Get dressed after you eat, I want you to meet the rest of my Ministry." he said as he walked to the door.

"Ministry?"

He nodded, "Yes…they are very eager to see who I've picked to be my apprentice…and possibly my bride."

I choked on my bacon, "B-bride? What the hell are you talking about?"

He laughed, "You still think this is a prank? "

Without another word he turned and left my room, leaving me completely scared and confused. I wasn't ready to be married yet and he wasn't about to make me become his bride.

When I was done eating, I got up and went to find something to wear for today. I ended up picking out a black corset with some black leather pants. I then took a bath in the bathroom I found in the room, and got myself dressed. There was make-up and other girlie things in the closet for me to use for my hair.

When I was in the middle of straightening my hair, I heard a knock at the door.

"Come in…" I said softly and then the door opened.

The fat guy that I saw with The Undertaker on TV came into the room. He smiled at me as I looked at him through the mirror.

"hello there Carmen," he said with his high pitched voice. "My name is Paul Bearer. I'm The Undertaker's manager and most trusted ally."

He said as he approached me. I turned myself around so I could face him, feeling the need to laugh because I didn't find him intimidating at all.

"Yes indeed, you are definitely a beauty. I definitely think The Undertaker has chosen a good one this time."

I giggled, "Listen Paul…I'm not ready to marry anyone…so you can tell The Undertaker to just forget it."

"My my my, you do have claws…well not to worry, The Undertaker will fix all of that. He doesn't take no for an answer Carmen, so you better straighten that attitude of yours up."

I rolled my eyes at him, "That's funny."

"Well come along dear, you need to meet the rest of the pack. I trust you don't mind being around mostly men."

I sighed, "Oh joy…"

"Don't worry The only one who has permission to touch you is The Undertaker himself."

I chuckled, "He doesn't have that permission at all."

"You know, he knew you would say that, and that's why he likes you…you're a challenging woman." he said. "but I promise you, he will win the battle."

I shrugged, "There won't be a battle as far as I'm concerned."

We walked out of my room and into a dark hall dimly lit by candles hanging on the walls. I looked around quietly, studying every detail of the manor. It was very big with many rooms and windows. I was disappointed to see it raining outside but that wasn't the worse sight…there was a graveyard in the back. I gasped and kept following Paul down the hall, eager to meet these other guys.

He led me down a stair case and then into a room that I immediately knew was the dining room. The Undertaker, who was sitting at the head of the long table, smirked at me as I walked in.

"You look stunning…everyone please welcome our guest, Vince McMahon's niece, Carmen." he said.

I felt worried at all the faces that looked up at me. I recognized the three blonde haired men from the other week, sitting on one side of the table. Across from them, was this black heavyset man who looked at me as if I was a piece of meat.

"She's quite the looker." one of the three blondes said. "No wonder Vince kept her hidden from you."

The Undertaker smirked, "Indeed, his daughter doesn't even match up to this girl. Anyways, Carmen, these three men are the Brood. They will be making sure you don't do anything stupid while you are here with us. This man here, is Viscera. He is my personal body guard."

I chuckled, "What do you need a body guard for? Your suppose to be powerful all by yourself."

"That may be so, but I also never said he was guarding me…he'll be guarding you precious."

I sighed, "Well it looks like the only thing I need to be guarded from is you!"

Without another word I turned and ran back to my bedroom, slamming my door shut and then sitting on my bed. I couldn't believe this man at the moment. He was like a completely different man now…not the one I was falling for. I sighed to myself thinking about how he told me he would have to tame me. To be honest…I didn't think I was the one in need of taming…It was clear that he wasn't the man I thought I liked…and at this point I wasn't too sure if that man would resurface.