Chapter 13- The fight
The fans themselves couldn't wait for this, the locker room began to flood with superstars as they began to place bets as to who would win. Pushing his way through the masses was the Undertaker. Some of the guys like the Prime Time Players began to laugh aloud and ask him. "How would you take it Deadman if everything goes from Kane and the Undertaker to Daniel and Undertaker! It just doesn't fit, does it?"
Taker remained silent, it wasn't long until he looked about for his source to appear. Chris Jericho came through the crowds with something in hand. Taker was quick to take it from him and hide it within his coat jacket. The room was confused, but no one asked him anything.
The pyros went off on the ramp. Every eye turned to the TV as Kane walked out. He kept himself calm and collected as he got into the ring, but didn't set off the pyros that he usually does. Instead he called out for Daniel to come and start the match. Bryan didn't disappoint.
He emerged from the curtain, smiling to what was about to happen. He thinks he knows Kane's every move, and could outthink him. After all, how would a tall man work a small body? The two stood in the ring, staring at one another at first as Bryan's smile continued to grow. Taker read his lips, mouthing. "You'll like being the smaller man!"
Kane however smiled back at him. "You of all people know the weakness of a big man" Next thing he knew the room cringed as Kane nailed a stiff kick to the knees. Bryan crippled down, and Kane rallied himself. Throwing himself into the rope he lunged forward and hit a flying drop kick. Bryan was down, but quickly recovered.
"Lucky shot!" he yelled.
Kane's smile grew. "I told you, you've always had a horseshoe up your ass!"
Bryan regained focus as he got back to his feet, he managed to avoid Kane's oncoming blows and was able to hit a stiff right hand. Kane dropped as Bryan landed a leg drop.
Back and forth they went to, neither man could get the upper hand on the other. Kane showed Bryan some moves not even Daniel knew he could do. One happened to be a hurricarona off the top rope. Bryan showed Kane how well he could move in a bigger man's body.
The match went on for over thirty minutes, the fans chanting how awesome it was, but neither man could make the pin on the other. It came to the point when Kane nor Bryan could get up onto their feet. In fact they both collapsed in the ring, and the ref made the ten count.
"This match has ended in a draw!" called the ring announcer.
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it was time.
The Undertaker made his way through the locker room and out onto the ramp. Despite Bryan's best efforts to get the match restarted the ref refused. Kane was already half way up the ramp. When he came through the curtain, he saw the Undertaker, standing in wait. Kane knew not to say anything as he stepped off to the side and allowed Bryan into the back. "This is ridiculous! I had him! He was mine! Why the hell did they end the match!?"
"You couldn't get up." Bryan paused from his rant when he saw the Undertaker standing before him.
A smile came over his face. "Deadman, you saw me out there how would you like me as your younger brother than the old one? You know, a trade up?"
Taker played along. "I'll consider it, but I was looking over these" he pulled out the papers Jericho gave him earlier. "Nice work"
Bryan's eyes widened. "Hey, my diagrams!"
Suddenly his eyes rolled to the back of his head and he hit the ground, out like a light. Kane however had a sense it was going to happen and already eased himself onto the floor before the trigger word could be spoken. Jericho on the other hand watched on. "That was the trigger word? Diagrams!?"
Taker said nothing as he tucked the papers back into his jacket. He had a slight smug look on his face before the smile emerged. "What can I say, when you're good, you're good."