Inspired on Metallica's "Sad but True." 'Tallica Rules! And thanks to everyone who had been reviewing this!

CHO 9

"Mom…? Kane…? Edge…? Anyone…?" Jason yelled.

He was lying on a hospital bed. No doctors, no nurses. There was no one. Jason looked around to see a dim light coming from a lamp near his bed but everything else was hidden in darkness; a heavy darkness. Usually Jason liked dark places; it helped him to think but this room was getting creepy combined with the fact that even though he had been countless times on hospitals he never learned to like them; whether it was because of some emergency call or anything that suggested pain or death. He wasn't afraid of pain. He'd never felt pain or at least not the physical one except for that certain pain in the head and the one he felt when his bones and flesh started to expand because of this "sickness". Thank God he was unconscious most of that time. He wasn't afraid of death, even if he knew that was coming to him sooner than it was supposed to, but if he died, he didn't want to die in a hospital bed. He hated hospitals. Jason spent most of his short live around hospitals. For all the trips he had gone with his mom around the world, he could've set a record of visiting the most numbers of hospitals around the world.

Jason started to panic. He quickly pulled is I.V. out of his arm and went running to the door, only to find it looked.

"No, no! Open you stupid piece of crap!" He shouted through gritted teeth as he tried the knob again and again.

Out of desperation he kicked it, and kicked it, and even slammed his body to it until it swung open and ran out of the room only to fall on his knees on the way out.

"What the…? What the…?" He said looking to his right and then left.

The corridor to both left and right was in complete darkness and the only light was the one up ahead him. It was empty.

"Is anybody here?! Someone…! Anyone, please help!" He shouted; panic already taking full control of him.

"YOU CALLED?" A male voice asked after a moment coming from the right darkened corridor.

"Where…? Who…?" Jason asked trying to identify the voice that was slightly familiar.

"IT'S OK BOY, AT LEAST FOR NOW." The voice said as it was coming closer and closer.

"Huh? Whu…?" Was the only thing he could say when he saw Kane standing at his right with his ring attire.

"What…? Where's mom?" Jason asked.

Kane just smiled at him, with that sadistic smile he knew Jason was scared of.

"IT'S JUST YOU. NO MOM, NO DAD, NO NOTHING." He said.

"What the fuck are you talk…?"

"NOW, NOW, THAT'S NOT THE BEST WAY TO REPLY SOMEONE."

"What's going on?"

Kane just laughed.

"YOU DON'T KNOW ME?"

"Of course I know you, but…"

"DAMN IT! I FORGOT TO CHANGE." Kane said as he smiled at Jason.

"Well, yeah. You still had you ring attire. What's going on?"

"NO, I MEAN, I FORGOT… TO CHANGE!" He replied in his raspy tone.

Suddenly, smoke started coming down from Kane's feet as he started to burn almost immediately. He didn't screamed or refused himself to get burned. He just stood there smiling at Jason as this one just screamed in panic trying to run away but his legs weren't moving.

"What the hell…?! What the hell…?"

The corridor was made into an inferno that from some odd reason didn't affect Jason at least not physically.

Kane laughed as he was burning but his laugh was changing.

"THAT'S WHAT BOY. HELL!" He continued laughing as his face melted and Jason looked at him screaming.

Why isn't he dead?! He's supposed to be dead already! What's going on?! He thought.

"STOP ASKING YOURSELF THAT STUPID QUESTION." Kane said looking back at Jason, as if he read his mind.

When Kane's face was practically unrecognizable he slowly placed his right gloved hand over it as he began to tear the flesh off, leaving a mess of blood and burnt flesh as he did so. He didn't even finish with his face when he started tearing out his chest giving the same treatment than his face.

"That's not possible! Who the fuck…?! What the fuck are you?!" Jason said trying to look away but he was far away from scared and he just froze there.

"It" began laughing at Jason's question as "it" continued tearing off the flesh from "its" arms and every other part that was visible. After finishing up with "its" arms he moved into "its" face that wasn't finished and started to tear the right side of "its" face, and even flesh from "its" head, hair coming out from the wound mixed with more blood, and a somewhat different face.

Now Jason could see that the thing in front of him didn't look like Kane anymore, except for his pants and size. He could see it still was a "he" and that it did looked familiar.

Suddenly, "it" stopped doing what "it" was doing leaving halve of "it's" face revealed and the left side still looking like Kane. Even like that, the similarity of the now two different sides of the face was huge. Jason could tell that the right side of "it's" face, looked like a much younger version of the left side which was still slightly untouched.

"Oh, my God…!" Who are you?! What are you?!" Jason said trying to pull back with his hands and away from the monster in front of him.

The thing came right in front of Jason's face, with a ghostly move. It smiled a cruel smile.

"I'M YOOOOU!"