The fans sat in their seats in shock. Did they just hear that right? Kira and the Undertaker. Mark's music played and he walked out on the top of the stage. He stood at the top of the ramp, while the fans cheered him on. Even the commentators where very interested in the situation that had just arisen.
He placed the microphone near his mouth and began to speak.
"Dawn Marie, who in the hell are you to delve into my private life, what me and Kira do is our business!" Mark shouted at her.
Dawn Marie looked at him, unscathed. So far, so good. She held the mic to her lips and continued. "So you admit that you and Kira are an item?" She asked, delicious scandal etched over her face.
Mark knew what he was about to say would raise hell, no matter whether or not it was good or bad. He stared straight at the little rumour-spinning bitch in front of him, held the mic to his lips and shouted,"Yes!"
He looked out at the fans. "Me and Kira are an Item."
The fans cheered in happiness, they knew the storyline would get much better. Dawn Marie was not happy at the reaction of the crowd, she was expecting the crowd to boo him, not cheer him.
"No, your not supposed to be happy for him. Your supposed to boo him."
"Looks like your plan backfired Dawn Marie."
Mark stood at the top of the ramp smiling his head off, then suddenly the crowd began to boo. He looked at them and he saw they where looking in his direction. He knew it wasnt good whatever was behind him. He turned around and there was Khali, he grabbed Mark by the throat and picked him up off the stage. Mark dropped the microphone and put his hands on Khali's wrist trying to make him let go. He realised that Khali was walking towards the edge of the ramp, Still holding Mark by the throat. He saw the crazed look in his eyes, he knew something bad was going to happen very soon. Khali stood at the edge of the stage and lifted Mark higher up in the air. Khali procced to do the Undertakers signature chokeslam, Mark landed on the concrete floor below. Mark was unable to breathe as he landed on his spine, Kira ran out and went down to where he was. She kneeled down next to him, she told him he was going to be ok. She started shouting for the EMT's. They came along and she moved out the way, they gently put a stretcher underneath him and placed brace around his neck. They had an oxygen mask over his nose and mouth while they wheeled him to the ambulance, as he was having trouble breathing. They rushed Mark sraight to the waiting ambulance, they put Mark into the back of the ambulance and Kira got in the back of it with him. He looked to the left of himself and saw Kira was sitting next to him, he held his hand out to her, she took his hand in hers and gave it a gentle squeeze to let him know she wasn't going anywhere. As soon as they got to the hospital, Mark was wheeled straight to x-ray to check if his spine was damaged. For most of the night the doctors did many tests to make sure Mark was ok, nothing serious was found. Only a very bruised spine, Kira had been waiting during the tests. She was very worried as she had never seen Khali making his way to the ring at all. When the doctor came over to tell her she could see Mark, she rushed straight to his beside. She sat there holding his hand.
"Hey, darlin. You ok? You look like someone's gone and died." Mark laughed, trying to cheer up.
"I was really worried about you, thought you may have been seriously hurt." she explained.
"Well as you can see im fine"
"If i had seen him i may of been able to warn you, i feel like this is all my fault"
"Look even if you had been able to warn me, i probably still would of ended up like this. It ain't your fault"
"Im sorry that the whole world knows about us"
"They would of found out sooner or later"
"So your not angry with me"
"Why would i be angry at you"
"Because i made the move to kiss you and if i hadn't then none of this would of happened"
"Look we knew we liked each other and we would of kissed anyway. Plus if that had happened people would of still found out. Stop kicking yourself about this"
"I can't help it"
"Look Kira i really really like you, i may even love you. But if we are to be together longer, then stop blaming yourself for when i get hurt cause i do stupid stuff for this to happen me anyway"
"Really i wouldnt of guessed." She laughed, Mark pulled her hand towards his and gently placed a kiss in the back of her hand.
"Im fine"
"Ok, fine. I believe you." They both looked into each other's eye's and smiled, both knowing they where falling in love with each other but just as stubborn as each other not to admit they where.
Suddenly Kira see's in Mark eye's a look of worry.
"Mark, what's wrong?"
As he open's his mouth to answer, his breathe caught in his throat and his back arched off the bed. Mark's eyes widened with terror and Kira realised there was something seriously wrong that had taken hold of Mark. She looked wildly into his eyes, searching for any sign of what was causing his distress. She instantly recognised the symptoms of a fit. She started to breath heavily and her eyes became choked with tears as she panicked, her own father's death rising ominously from the pit of her memories. She had seen this before. 'No, not again, not Mark, anyone but Mark!' she thought desperately as she watched him toss and turn on his bed. She thrashed around the room looking for the emergency button that would bring anyone to Mark's aid. Mark's heart monitor bleeped furiously, seeming to get faster and faster with Kira's rising panic. Kira was sure that everything was going to go horriblely wrong as she waited for the doctor's to arrive, but as they poured into the room she realised there was no need for them. Mark had fell calm on the bed. For a few seconds hope began to rise in her, until one of the doctors solemnly turned away and looked at her. Kira realised why Mark had stopped convulsing, his breathing had stopped. Mark was dead.
