Attacked

I watched silently as Undertaker made his way to the ring. I wasn't too sure what was happening but I knew it wasn't good. As he got closer and closer to the ring, I realized at once that he wasn't there for Mickie, he was there for me. His eyes no longer held the warmth that they had before or the passion that made me feel so close to him. I felt like our bond was completely shattered at this point but I didn't know why.

I turned to Mickie and told her to get out of the ring as fast as she could.

"What about you?" She asked.

"I'll be fine just go," I told her.

She nodded with uncertainty in her eyes and then slowly got out of the ring. By that time, Undertaker had made his way into the ring standing only a few inches from me. I backed away into one of the corners, and he followed me with a cold look in his eyes.

"Mark? What's the matter?" I asked only loud enough for him to hear me.

He didn't answer me, instead he just stared into my eyes. I tried hard to figure out what was happening before I realized there wasn't a glint of mercy in his eyes. He honestly looked severely hurt by something…or someone.

"Why are you out here?" I asked him. Once again he didn't answer and I began to get extremely scared. I was getting ready to duck and roll out of the way when he grabbed a hold of my arm and pulled me to the middle of the ring.

"Mark what the hell are you doing!" I screamed, completely breaking character.

He pulled me roughly against his body, "I'm doing what I should have done from the beginning!"

"What! What are you talking about?" I asked as tears filled my eyes.

He loosened his grip and then kneed me in the stomach. The crowd booed him as I fell to my knees, crying in pain. He then picked me up by my hair and set me up for the tombstone. The last thing I remembered was screaming for my life before my head was planted into the mat, knocking me unconscious.

A few hours later

"Don't worry Maven, she'll be fine"

"I know she will but I won't! How dare he put his hands on my sister!" my brother yelled.

I wasn't certain of my whereabouts but I did know that I had a splitting headache. I opened my eyes to find that I was back in my hotel room with an icepack over my head. The lights were dimly lit and I could hear Maven and Mickie talking in the corner of the room.

"Shh! You're going to wake her up!" Mickie said.

I sighed, "It's too late…"

They both quickly approached me, "Hey girl how are you feeling?"

"Like I just got dropped on my head…" I said as a tear fell from my eye. "What was that all about?"

Maven sighed, "I'm not too sure Meaghan but I did know that Undertaker was there that night before you came into the building."

I gasped, "You knew! You knew and you didn't even tell me!" I yelled.

"Calm down Meaghan. After you told me that you weren't with him in the past two weeks I didn't think it mattered."

I sat up slowly, taking the icepack off of my head, "Was he mad when he first came into the building?"

Maven shook his head, "Not at all, in fact he was very cheerful until he got a phone call. I'm not sure what it was about but I know it had something to do with Kane."

I sighed, "Well whatever it is…I want a damn explanation."

Maven and Mickie looked at each other, "Meaghan that's not a smart idea. Why don't you wait until he's in a better mood?" Mickie said.

I shook my head, "No…he didn't wait until I was backstage to talk to me or anything so why should I wait?"

"Because he's dangerous Meaghan, we don't want to see you get hurt again." Maven said.

I sighed and tears began to fall from my eyes.

"It's alright honey, we know how you feel." Mickie said as she put her arms around me. "I would want some answers too, but the doctor says you've suffered a mild concussion."

I wanted to cry harder now, how could he do this to me? I thought we had something special between us but I guess I was wrong. I really didn't know how to feel at that point. He had treated me so different before and now he was ten times worse than he was before.

"Here, I'll stay with you tonight if that helps." Mickie said.

I nodded and then got up and went to the bathroom, where I cried my eyes out even more. I didn't know or understand anything that happened that night but I did know one thing…this meant war…