Disclaimer: I have no claim with the WWE or to do with the character, The Undertaker. I wrote this story for the pure enjoyment of the character, and as a fan fiction. No profit will be made from it.

Note: The Undertaker in this story has the appearance that he had when he was in the Ministry of Darkness

P.S. This is where Kane comes into the picture

Chapter Thirty-Six

Making her way around several people that were trying to make their way around her, Christina reached where Rebecca was still nestled on the ground underneath the table. She showed her hands to her friend, and flashed a smile. "Here you go, Becca." Christina said, friendly.

"Thanks." Rebecca replied. She slid her hands into her friend's grasp, and pulled herself up to stand up. Her eyes looked around the area that she was in with her before focusing back on her. "I believe that Mark is one hell of a man if he can show up in a moment's notice like he did, and take charge of a situation."

"He can sure do that." Turning, Christina focused her eyes in the direction where she had last seen Mark.

As the people were clearing around the area where the men were on the ground, Mark was nowhere in sight.

Wait a minute...Where did he go? Confusion started to settle inside of her mind due to not seeing him anywhere. He was just over there. Where in the hell did he go to?

I thought that sticking around the area for too long would cause too much suspicion about how I was able to do what I did without any kind of difficulty.
Mark's voice spoke calmly deep within her mind, making contact with her once more. However, I am planning to be at your place for our date for this evening. I am looking forward to being able to spend more time with you, and making up for my poor behavior that I did earlier.

I didn't think that you were that bad, Mark. However...I am curious about what you have in mind for us.

That...is a surprise for now. Just work on getting to your home, and not letting anything else happen to you.

A smile moved across her face from catching the last bit of what Mark said to her. She really liked him. He always managed to make her smile whenever she was down or confused on something. Evening though he did appear an ass to her earlier, she found that he seemed to make it up to her plenty by how he saved both Rebecca and herself, and how his charming, witty side seemed to make her forget all of her problems at the moment.

"Christina, what are you doing?"

Catching the sound of her friend speaking up to her, Christina looked over towards her friend, and found her to be looking at her with curiosity forming within her eyes. A soft chuckle escaped her mouth as she focused back onto her friend. "Nothing. I was just...thinking about something."

"You mean Mark, right?" Rebecca asked, smiling.

"Yeah..." Christina walked over to where she had placed her belongings, and picked them up with her hands. She turned back towards Rebecca, and watched her gathering up her multiple bags. "I was just thinking about how well he came in time to stop from those men hurting anyone else in the food court."

"Well," Rebecca said, straightening herself to stand up, "he has done a lot of amazing things that I have yet to figure out. I am pretty sure that I will never be able to fully understand him."

You have no idea how right you are, Rebecca. Christina began moving towards the direction of the now broken front doors of the mall that led into the mall's food court with her friend at her side. She glanced over at her as she listened to the glass on the floor breaking underneath her feet. Deep inside, she wanted so badly to tell her friend about things going on with Mark and her. She wanted to tell her that she was going through a process to become a vampire so that she could spend forever with Mark at his side. However, there was a fear about her friend turning away from her, and treating her like a freak. Shaking her head, Christina moved herself outside of the mall, and started across the crosswalk with Rebecca.

"Christina?"

Catching the sound of a familiar voice, Christina turned around, and focused her eyes in the direction of the voice she had heard.

Moving across the crosswalk, Glen was moving in her direction with a curious and concerned look forming on his face. He brought himself to a stop before her as his eyes locked onto hers. "Christina, what the hell is going on here?" Glen asked. His deep voice spoke volumes of the concern that he had for her. "It looks like something went plowing inside of the entrance to the food court."

"Well," Rebecca said, cutting into the conversation, "Mark was the one who plowed into the building."

"Mark?" Glen looked towards Rebecca, becoming even more curious at the name. "Mark who?"

"Mark Callaway."

Christina felt every fiber of her being tightened up from her friend revealing the name of the very person that not only saved them, but also the name of the man that she was seeing. She watched Glen focus his eyes in her direction before she focused on Rebecca's direction. "Rebecca?" Christina asked, politely. "Could you bring the car over? I need to talk to him for a moment."

"Sure."

Christina watched Rebecca head off to get the vehicle before she turned her attention towards Glen's direction. She watched his eyes narrow upon her own as her body remained nestled where she had been.

"He is a dangerous person, Christina." Glen said, firmly. He spoke with a fierce tone in his deep voice. "He is not a good guy for you to associate with."

"Glen...He is not as bad as you think he is." Christina tried to not let on that Mark had talked to her about him. She knew that there was something about Glen that Mark didn't like. If Mark felt unsure about him, Christina knew that there was something about Glen that was not very welcoming. She took in a breath as she kept her eyes on him. "He has never done anything to make me question his actions yet."

"Christina, he is going to end up hurting you. He is not good for you."

Christina went to speak when she heard Rebecca honking her horn. She looked over to see Rebecca waiting on her before her eyes looked back towards Glen's Direction. "I have to go now, Glen. I will talk to you soon." Christina turned to walk away when she felt one of her hands grabbed. She turned around, and found Glen to be looking down at her, as well as his body being close to hers. She pulled in a breath of air as she focused on him. "Glen...I have to go."

"I am not going to let him hurt you, Christina." Glen spoke in a deep whisper, matching the sensual voice that Mark had. His eyes burned deeply into her own. "He doesn't deserve someone as sweet and loving as you, Christina."

She stood in complete shock and amazement from hearing what he said to her. Christina never thought that Glen would voice to her that he thought that Mark was not good enough for her, and didn't deserve her. She watched him head off in a direction before she managed to move around the car to the passenger side door of Rebecca's vehicle.