For Love or Gold

CHAPTER 21

The match was defiantly one to watch, it was a fierce battle as the two giants collided, but it was the Undertaker that hag gotten the better hand. He had used his powers to add strength to his hits, Dave felt like he was being hit by a train, but he tried to keep on his game. But there wasn't much left in the Animal. Just as he though he had the Deadman down, he just kept on coming back. Nothing was stopping him, not even a Batista bomb dropped him, he just kept on coming back.

The Deadman grinned evilly as he held Dave by his neck in the corner under the Deadman's boot, "I think it's time to end your human misery, and live a spiritual one!" He whispered to Dave in that cold and raspy tone.

Dave was tired, his body refused to move for him. He had expanded what strength he had, this was no normal being that towered over him. No, the Undertaker wasn't human at all, he was the monster everyone made him up to be. But Dave wasn't done with him yet.

"What about Kayla?" Dave growled back, the Deadman stood still.

"What are you going to tell her when she asked you why you killed me?" Dave grinned, the Deadman was not moving, not an inch!

His eyes were wide open as the sound of her name, what the hell was he doing? He retracted his foot and took a few steps back, still keeping his eyes on the fallen animal. He remembered the pain he felt at the cemetery, when she fell into his arms crying her sorrows. He didn't want her feeling it again, and this time it would be by his hands. No, he couldn't put her through this again, not even for a moment.

The sound of the ref being thrown in the audience broke the Undertaker from his trance, he looked over and saw that Kane had taken cared of the ref, his face had a scowl on it. The Big Red Machine crawled over the ring ropes and walked over to his bother, he stopped a few feet away and placed his hands on his hips.

"What the fuck is he still doing alive?" He demanded.

The Undertaker just starred at him in silence.

"Well, If you're not going to do it, then I will!" Kane moved a step towards Batista, until the Deadman grabbed him tightly by the arm.

"No." Was all he said.

"I'm not going through this again! Stop pretending you're something you're not! Just eat the fucker and take her!"

"No, Kane. There's just some things I can't do…" The lights began to flicker, and then they went off.

Everyone looked around in confusement, as well as Kane and the Undertaker. Suddenly, flames came shooting out at the top of each ring pole, the Deadman gave his brother a dirty look. Kane just looked back with a 'wasn't me' expression. The Brothers of Destruction looked around at the arena in the light of the torches, they found the cause walking down the ramp towards them.

Every pyrotechnic that she walked by was instantly set off, her black eyes crackled with electricity as she starred at the three in the ring. Her hair seamed to float around her face dancing softly in the wind, Balls of white fire seamed to appear in each palm as the ground shook, Kayla was determined to make her presence felt.

Mark couldn't take his eyes off her, she was beautiful when she was angry, and he had never seen her this angry. He wondered if she was finally coming to terms at what happened. He didn't want to hurt her this way, but it was for the best. The way she walked towards the ring, her arms now extended before her, as both balls became one for the attack.

The Deadman closed his eyes as she stopped her walk, she was going to unleash her power at him, this was going to hurt. He wasn't going to fight back, there was no point. He'll just scurry back to his hole in the desert and be left in piece. Never to walk with them again. Never to see her smile at him every so sweetly, she would never be his. This was his fate.

"YOU FUCKER!" Kayla shouted as her ball of Inferno Fire was unleashed to its target, her mind conjuring up another one to take its place

He felt the searing heat of the fire, but it didn't hit him. He opened his eyes and starred down at her, she wasn't even looking at him. He turned around and saw Kane holding his chest with his arms, the searing burn on his chest was real, and evidently painful.

Kane looked up at his brother in surprise, "She hit me, that fucking bitch hit me! I'm going to tear her apart!" He shouted just as another ball hit him at the side of his head, knocking the big Red Machine out of the ring.

Kayla continued her walk around the ring, towards Kane, more fire in her hands.

Mark ran to the other ride of the ring and leaned over the ropes, "Kayla, what the hell are you doing?"

Without even looking away from her target on the ground in pain, she lifted one finger at him, "Stay out of my way, I'm still pissed at you!"

He starred at her in disbelief, she had figured out the truth. She knew it was Kane who had killed her parents, to make her comeback so that they could continue what they had started.

"I can't believe that you would protect him like this!" She turned to him, her eyes black with power.

"He's my brother!" The Deadman shouted back.

"So? You think I wouldn't have taken it! Why the hell did you make me believe it was you?" She didn't see Kane grab a hold of her neck, The Deadman jumped down too late to save her from his unstable brother.

The insanity in his eyes made the Undertaker be cautious, he had Kayla in a fatal lock, one move and he could break her neck. Kane took a few steps back, far enough so that his bother couldn't get close enough.

"Now, you need to get back into that ring and kill that fucken hairless ape, then you can have your girlfriend back. If not…" His eyes grew dark, "I'll kill the bitch right here. Either way, someone's going to die!"

"Kane, don't you dare hurt her…" The Deadman took a few steps forwards, but Kane mimicked the moves back, still keeping that distance around the ring.

"Oh no! Not this time, get in the fucking ring and kill him!" Kane shouted as he shook Kay like a rage doll in his hand.

"Kane, put her down or…"

"Or what?" Kane kept moving back, "Or you'll kill me? You would chose this bag of bones over your own brother, how shameful is that. And I thought we had something."

"We do!" Kane heard behind him, the pain and the darkness that followed as Batista slammed the blunt end of HHH famous sledgehammer on top of Kane's head.

"Good night sweetheart!" Dave grinned as Kay landed on her feet and ran into Mark's arms, he held her tightly for comfort as Dave limped towards them, still holding the hammer.

"What the fuck just happen here?" Dave looked at them with a puzzled look, "How the fuck did you do that shit?"

Kay looked up at Mark and smiled as she gave him a little squeeze, then smiled at her brother, "There's a lot I have to tell you."

"Well, um…" Dave looked at the ring, "…but…the match…" he looked at the Undertaker.

"No, I'm good." He replied.

"Yeah," Dave rubbed his head, "Yeah, I'm good too, I need to get out of here…"

"You're right." Smiled, Kayla, "But what about Kane? We can't just leave him like this."

The Deadman pulled her close and kissed the top of her head, "I'll take care of my brother, you go take care of yours. I'll see you in a bit."

He released her and lifted his brother's limp body on his shoulder, their forms disappearing into the darkness as the lights flickered. Kay walked over to her brother and help him up the ramp, smiling all the way.

Just as they walked through the entrance, Dave turned to his sister wit ha questionable look, "Kay, how the hell did you make that light come out of your hands like that?"

Kay grinned, I'll tell you later, let's get you looked at first, ok?"

"Good idea."

To be continued.