A New Beginning Chapter 25
*Sammy*
Finally, Sammy thought arriving at the new hotel in New York. It took forever to get here with the traffic.
I need to lay down. She thought, knowing it was her morning meds making her tired.
"Samantha Conery." She said reaching the desk.
"Of course Ms. Conery." The clerk said after typing on the computer for a minute.
"You're in room six eleven." He said. "I'll have a bellboy help you with your things."
"Thanks." Sammy said. I'm too tired to carry them up myself.
"By the way a package came for you." The clerk said. Bringing out a box.
Who could have sent me a package? The only one who knows where I am is my publisher and she usually lets me know if she's sending something.
"Thank you." She said taking the package absently.
*Taker*
I wonder if she got it yet. Taker thought, as he arrived in the new city.
The ride was great. He decided. Just what I needed to clear my head.
*Sammy*
I hope this isn't my last manuscript with a million edits and notes. I'm not really in the mood to deal with that tonight. She thought nervous about talking to Mark on the phone.
I'll just lay down first. When I get up I'll deal with it. Sammy thought heading for the bedroom.
Laying down she tried to get comfortable but her conversation with Mark kept running through her head.
He's got to be upset with me for bringing that up. She thought. I know I'll apologize and he'll see.
Waking up Sammy stretched and tried to shake the cobwebs loose in her brain.
I hate having to take naps. I'm always so disoriented when I wake up especially when I'm traveling. She thought.
But the meds make me so tired I really don't have a choice sometimes. She told herself.
"Now to deal with that." She thought, seeing the box when she went into the main room.
If it is my manuscript maybe I can get some of it done before the show. She decided, going and picking up the box.
Feels about right for a manuscript. She thought, hefting the weight of the box.
But why didn't' she call to say she was sending it. For that matter why does it have the last hotel's name and address and not my publishers? She thought seeing the label.
Sitting down on the couch she began to unwrap the box.
Why would my manuscript be in a heavy duty shirt box? She wondered having unwrapped the paper from the box. This doesn't make any sense.
Finally with a deep sigh she opened the box.
What is this? She wondered when the smell of leather hit her.
Pulling the leather object out she saw that it was a leather jacket and a very nice one. Who? She wondered.
This should explain it. She thought seeing the envelope in the box.
Mark, she thought having read the card. He sent it.
Putting it on she realized it kinda smelled like him.
He has a bit of leather to his scent. Sammy remembered, inhaling deeply.
For the next time I see you. Maybe we can go for a ride. Mark. She read again.
A ride. He must mean on his bike. Sammy thought, both terrified and excited by the prospect.
I've never been on a motorcycle before. Even with people I knew who rode I was afraid. Sammy thought.
*Taker/Kane/Vince/J.J.*
Walking into the talent meeting Kane took his usual space and noticed that Taker was in his.
He'll ask for the match against Demolition tonight. Kane thought. After the way I almost screwed up the match with APA it's better if he does it.
Now if only Vince would get here we could get this meeting over with. Taker thought.
Speak of the devil and he shall appear. Taker thought when Vince came in a moment later.
"We have a lot to work today." Vince said, beginning a very long speech.
Will you get to the matches already? Kane thought impatiently.
Finally. Taker thought as Vince began to wind down.
"Kane and I Want Demolition." Taker said almost immediately after Vince said he would start setting up matches.
I don't want him to get the chance to give them to someone else. Taker thought.
"Too bad Taker." Vince said, pausing.
What does he mean too bad? They are next to the tag team championships. If he's playing games. Taker thought.
Oh no. He's after Kane's title again. J.J. instantly thought.
"I've already promised an Intercontinental match to Sargent Slaughter." Vince continued.
Hell I should have expected that. Kane thought. It's been two weeks since he's had me defend it.
What again? Taker thought, no one defends this often.
Vince is trying to put up roadblocks to their championship match. J.J. realized.
That should take the wind out of their sails a bit. Slow them down on the hunt for the tag team titles. Vince thought, smiling at Kane.
He's had this planned for a while. Kane realized. No way he's letting me keep the title. But I still can all I have to do is beat anyone he sets against me.
But that's easier said than done. At least this isn't no DQ. Kane thought. So if DX gets involved it'll be a disqualification and I keep the title.
Kane's getting screwed again. J.J. thought. Vince will find a way to make this uneven.
We'll just have to go for Demolition next week. No way he makes Kane defend two weeks in a row again.
"Taker." Vince said. "Because you don't have a match tonight I'm sending you home."
What? Taker thought. That's unheard of. Vince sending someone home just because they don't have a match.
Wow. Kane thought. I can't remember a time this has happened.
Now Taker can't help Kane should DX get involved. Vince thought, amazing even himself with his genius.
This has got to have something to do with Kane's match. Is he planning on making it no DQ later in the night? Taker wondered. If he does then Kane will have to face Slaughter and DX. Unlike LOD, Slaughter will get involved when DX come after Kane.
He's got something planned. Kane realized seeing the smirk on Vince's face. I know that look and it usually means someone is getting screwed.
*Kane/Slaughter/ announcers*
Kane walked to the ring slowly. Not because he was afraid of what waited there but because he wanted Slaughter to sweat a little
Now. Kane decided setting off the ring posts when he was only halfway to the ring.
Shit. Slaughter thought, nearly jumping out of his boots when the pyro went off early.
Kane just smiled behind his mask when the older man jumped about five feet.
That's just your first surprise. Kane thought. There are so many more to go.
"What's he doing setting off his pyro from the ramp." King bitched.
"There is no rule that says he can't." JR said, smiling at king.
"Since when does Kane follow the rules anyway." King said.
Stepping into the ring Kane immediately made a come on gesture. Sgt. Slaughter feinted to one side then tried to attack from another.
That's not gonna work. Kane thought, side stepping him easily.
How can he be so fast. Sgt. Slaughter thought trying to regain his balance after Kane stepped aside.
Ouch. Sgt. Slaughter thought when he was clubbed from behind going to one knee.
Now for some fun. Kane decided hauling the man to his feet and Irish whipping him into the ropes.
Ugh. Sgt. Slaughter grunted when he came out and into a big boot sending him down on his back.
Then Kane began to stomp him. First his ankles then his wrists then finally his ribcage.
Have to move. Sgt. Slaughter thought I can't let him beat on me like this.
That's it get up. Kane thought watching Sgt. Slaughter carefully for any sign of an impending low blow.
Kane stepped back for a minute.
This is my chance. Sgt. Slaughter thought not realizing it was a trap.
Now. Kane thought when Sgt. Slaughter was halfway up to his feet.
Grabbing Sgt. Slaughter's head in a face lock Kane dropped him down on his head.
Surprise I learned a new move. Kane thought gleefully.
"Kane just face planted Sgt. Slaughter." King yelled.
"I wonder when he learned that move." JR said. "He's certainly never used it before."
What the hell was that? He's never done that before. Sgt. Slaughter thought his vision a little bleary.
Before he could get up Kane began stomping on his lower back repeatedly.
Gotta get you ready for my other new move. I'm sure you'll appreciate it. Kane thought, laughing a little.
Kane let Sgt. Slaughter get to his feet again. Only to grab him and put him in a bear hug crushing his lower back.
"There's another new move." JR said sounding impressed.
"Who does he think he is using other men's moves." King complained.
"Looks like he's just expanding repertoire." JR said.
What the hell is he doing? He doesn't use these holds and moves. Sgt. Slaughter thought trying to find a way to counter Kane's crushing grip.
I won't tap. Sgt. Slaughter thought. I won't.
If you don't tap now it'll only get worse. Kane thought tightening his grip every time Slaughter breathed out.
The mask. Sgt. Slaughter thought looking into Kane's face. He'll let go if I go for the mask.
Bringing his hands down Sgt. Slaughter went for it.
Not so fast. Kane thought already expecting it.
I knew he'd let go if I went for the mask. Sgt. Slaughter thought backing away from Kane.
Kane charged him slamming him back first into the turnbuckle. Then he backed off and did it again.
Ugh shit! Sgt. Slaughter thought falling flat on his face. He's trying to weaken my back but why.
Kane began to once again stomp on Sgt. Slaughter's back.
Now for the back breaker. Kane thought, remembering how effective it was on him when Hercules did it.
Need to get up. Sgt. Slaughter thought.
Kane allowed him to get to his knees then his feet.
Then grabbing the older man from behind he dropped him backward onto his knee.
"AAAhh" Sgt. Slaughter yelled as Kane turned the back breaker into a true back breaker pushing Slaughter's head down with one and his knees down with the other bending him backward across his knee.
When did he learn this stuff? Sgt. Slaughter thought, trying to fight out of the hold.
"He's in the ropes. Kane let go." The ref said, forcing Kane to release the punishing hold.
Fine. Kane thought letting Sgt. Slaughter go. And pushing the man off his knee.
Then he grabbed the other man's arm and dragged him to the middle of the ring.
This should keep him from getting to the ropes. Kane thought.
What's he got up his sleeve this time? Slaughter wondered. I have to move. He thought.
Just then Kane straddled Sgt. Slaughter and put his arms on his knees then wrapping his hands around the Sargent's face locked in the camel clutch.
When did he learn this? Sgt. Slaughter thought, fighting the hold. I can't reach the ropes he has me in the middle of the ring.
"He's got the camel clutch locked in." JR said sounding impressed.
"That's just not right." King complained.
Keep fighting Slaughter. Kane thought cinching the hold tighter.
I'm done Slaughter said tapping out.
"Your winner by submission Kane." The time keeper yelled as the ref raised Kane's arm.
*Taker*
Good I got home in time for the event. Taker thought.
It feels odd not to be at the arena when there is an event. I haven't watched one on TV in a long time. Taker realized.
I should probably call Sammy but I need to see how Kane makes out.
"Wow little brother." Taker thought as he watched Kane dismantle Sgt. Slaughter. "I don't know where you learned those moves or when but you got him little brother."
"A camel clutch!" Taker exclaimed. "I never thought I'd see you do that!"
*Kane*
I guess people will stop thinking they can scout me now that they've seen I can do submission moves too. If I can do the unexpected I can keep them off balance. Kane thought, smiling as he headed back to his locker room.
*Sammy*
Almost time for the show. Sammy thought putting away her lappy and getting settled in front of the TV.
He wasn't on. When the show ended and she hadn't seen Mark. Wonder what happened.
Was he hurt backstage? Is he in some kind of trouble? She wondered after the stories they had told her about Vince.
Just then her phone rang.