Mark Calaway made it back to his apartment just as the sun was coming up. He stripped his costume off and slumped down on the bed, thinking about the events of the previous night.

The Boogeyman had escaped, and was still out there somewhere, plotting another nefarious plot, or perhaps a revenge scheme against the Undertaker. Unfortunately, neither Mark nor the Undertaker had any clue as to where he could be found, which meant that they would have to wait for him to make his movement before they engaged him again. And with his new powers, the Boogeyman was sure to be a bigger threat than he had ever been.

But that was only one of the many thoughts that were on Mark's mind as he lay on the bed, resting from his fight with the Boogeyman. He was becoming increasingly concerned about his new adversary, the pretender to Mankind's mantle. Mark couldn't shake the uncomfortable feeling that this new player had not even begun to play his hand. And Mark knew, deep within his soul, that when he did decide to make his move, even the Undertaker would not be ready for what was about to happen…

ELSEWHERE…

The Octagon was the most dangerous maximum security prison in the world.

Beneath its hulking mass of steel and high-tech security were some of the most destructive and dangerous beings in the world. Villains like Papa Shango, Gangrel, Abyss, and many others were often incarcerated here after frequent battles with the Undertaker.

The new Mankind had never been here before, but he knew that the original Mankind Mick Foley was quite familiar with the layout, as he has escaped from the penitentiary on multiple occasions to rain terror on the city and the Undertaker. It had been quite simple for the new Mankind to track down all the information Foley had had on the prison. With such information at his fingertips, breaking into the Octagon had been quite easier. Dispatching the security guards had not been as simple, but Mankind had multiple weapons at his disposal, and was able to eliminate the opposition that stood between him and his objective.

It was a long way down to the ultra-high security wing, where the worst of the worst were imprisoned, and the man that Mankind needed to find was the epitome of that description. Mankind made his way to the last cell at the far end of the hallway, ignoring the screams from above and the alarms going off around him.

As he stood in front of the glass-like panel that made up the front of the cell, he could see the prisoner inside stirring as he suddenly realized he had a visitor. The man in the cell stood up and lumbered over to the panel, peering back at Mankind with a look of utter contempt in his eyes.

Mankind knew that his predecessor had had dealings with this man, this monster, before, but this was the first time the new mankind had met him up close. However, he knew that this man had caused the Undertaker no small amount of trouble, and he knew that this man would do worse when given the chance. Far worse.

The man in the cell crossed his massive arms and glared at Mankind, saying nothing, but awaiting an explanation as to why Mankind was standing in front of his cell. His features were hidden behind a red metal mask, but Mankind could feel his glare burning into his very soul.

"I know who you are" Mankind stated, "And I know why you're here. I know who is responsible for putting you here. I know you would do anything to take your revenge on that man. I am here simply to give you that very opportunity. Are you interested?"

The man in the cell cocked his head to one side, contemplating such a bizarre offer, before nodding his head.

Having received his answer, Mankind pulled out the keycard he had stolen from the chief of Octagon security and slid it into the slot on the right-hand side of the cell. The panel opened noiselessly, and the man stepped out into the hallway, never taking his gaze off Mankind.

"Go" Mankind said. "Go, and take your revenge on the man who has put you through so much! Find him, and show him suffering far worse than anything he has experience before!"

The man in the mask nodded again, flashing Mankind one last glare before lumbering down the hallway to the elevator leading to the upper levels. Mankind could hear the monster led out a roar as he climbed up the elevator shaft, dead set on finding his enemy.

Mankind allowed himself a sick smile. This monster would hunt down the Undertaker, taking the city with him if he had to. He would beat and batter the Deadman, leaving him just weak enough for Mankind to deliver the final blow.

As he glossed over his plan, Mankind began to laugh. A sick, horrid, sinister laugh.

Yes, he and the Undertaker were set on a collision course. But first, the Undertaker would have to deal with the obstacle Mankind had just sent into his path.

The Undertaker would have to deal with KANE.