A/N: Lemme check...nope, still don't own anyone you recognize, just those you don't. As always loves to all my readers and Hugz and Cyber Cookies to my reviewers. On with the Fic.
Twisted was leading Taker and Kane down to the ring on the dog collars and Dallas brought up the rear, looking behind them to make sure that no one was going to surprise them on their way down. They climbed into the ring and Kane ignited the turn buckles, grinning as he and Taker went down on one knee so that Twisted could remove the collars and hand them to the ref officiating the match. Twisted bounced on the balls of her feet and waited for Bam and his team to appear. She growled as Vince's music hit and he along with Bam stepped out onto the stage.
"Now before this match starts, Bam has come to me and asked for one more stipulation to be added to this match...just to even the odds." He said, smiling as the crowd booed them.
"And what would that be?" Dallas asked, taking a mic from one of the crew on the floor.
"This is now a No Holds Barred Match." He yelled before walking back to the back.
Twisted shared a grin with Kane and rolled her head from side to side as Bam started down the ramp. Taker growled as his team followed him, Batista was making it known that he was gunning for Taker and Henry did the same thing to Kane. The last man down the ramp had them all on edge though, Vladamir was still undefeated on Smack Down and the last person to face him was still in the hospital with broken ribs. Dallas moved over to Twisted when Bam climbed into the ring and got right up in her face, sneering as the ring announcer stated the match and the rules.
Twisted for her part just smiled at Bam, mouthing that he was going down and there was nothing that his hired help could do about it. Bam just grinned and when the bell rang slapped Twisted hard across the face. She reeled and looked at him, her eyes hardening as she hit him with an uppercut followed by a short clothes line. He just took a step back, smiling as he rushed her and took her to the mat with a clothes line of his own. Once she was on the ground he straddled her waist and grabbed her head between his hands and slammed it against the mat three times before he got up and started kicking her in the mid section.
She was rolling on the ground from the blows and slowly got to her feet, holding her stomach as she stood in the corner. Bam ran towards her, making his intention of a spear well known. Twisted moved at the last minute and Bam ended up ramming the steel post. He sank down to the mat rubbing his shoulder and Twisted turned her attention to the others. Taker and Batista were tied up in the far corner and Kane and Henry were going toe to toe near the middle. Dallas on the other hand was trying to stay out of Vladamir's grasp, and was failing horribly. Twisted charged across the ring and aimed a low drop kick to his ankles, rolling out of the way at the last minute so avoid being landed on. While he was down she started aiming kicks at his shoulders and head, hoping to keep him occupied until Dallas returned to the ring. Vladamir got back to his feet and picked Twisted up, growling as he prepared to toss her backwards over his head, a move that would have taken her from the ring.
Bam on the other hand had a much better idea, he got Batista, Henry, and Vladamir's attention and nodded slightly, then grabbed Twisted in a sleeper hold, putting enough pressure to put her almost all the way out. Batista and Henry left the ring and pulled rags from under the ring that had ether on them and held them to Kane and Taker's face long enough so that they could over power them. While the two big men reeled from the smell they pulled hand cuffs from their gear and cuffed each of them to a different turnbuckle. Vladamir waited for Dallas to climb back in and when he did he headbutted him then drug him to another turnbuckle and cuffed him. The three then left the ring, standing just outside in case anyone came down to interfere.
Taker and Kane started stirring and began shaking their heads to clear their vision. Kane was the first one to get a handle on the situation and began pulling against the handcuff wildly.
"Bam you cowardly son of bitch. You better not touch a hair on her head." He threatened, his voice low.
"I'm not interested in touching her hair Kane, but there are other places for me to play." Bam said as Twisted started to stir.
Taker looked on quietly as Bam pulled her up by her hair and kissed her roughly before planting her back to the mat with a short clothes line then followed it with a rear chin lock with added body scissors. When Twisted looked like she was about to tap, Batista walked from his corner and distracted the ref by shoving him. Even though Taker looked calm on the outside his blood was boiling and his stomach was rolling violently. He started to yank on the hand cuff hard as Twisted started to tap only to have Bam ram his fist into the side of her head. Her body went limp and Taker felt his anger double as Bam stood over her unconsicous form and laugh. Kane roared from his corner as he started to tug as hard as he could, the cold steel of the cuff biting into his wrist, making him bleed.
Batista and Henry chop blocked both the big mens legs from behind and grabbed their free arm as they fell backwards into a sitting position, wrenching them behind their backs as far as they could go. Vladamir on the other hand grabbed a bottle of water from the announce table and threw into Dallas's face, and as he sputtered back into semi-consciousness Vladamir grabbed his head roughly and turned it so that he could watch what Bam was doing in the center of the ring. Bam released his hold and picked Twisted up in a belly to back bear hug, then turned it into a belly to back suplex. As Twisted hit the mat, Kane ripped his arm free and gave one last tug on his restraint, digging the metal deeper into his skin but popping free none the less. He jumped to his feet and rushed Bam, his fists cocked and ready to go. Bam went to a knee and aimed a hard punch to his mid section, then called for Henry and Vladamir to hold him still.
"What's the matter big man?" Bam taunted as he circled Kane.
"Bam the minute I get free, you're a dead man." Kane growled as he tested the hold of Henry and Vladamir.
"Funny, I thought that your brother was the deadman." Bam snickered, as Henry and Vladamir rolled their eyes.
"Bam, this has gone on long enough." Batista said as he joined them in the center of the ring. "Pin her and get it over with."
"What are you doing here, you're supposed to be taking care of the Undertaker so that he can't come after us when I decide to end it."
"Forgive me if I fing it wrong to attack an opponent when he's cuffed and not doing anything."
"But you found it right to shove ether in his face then cuff him to the turnbuckle." Bam asked raising his eyebrow.
"Whatever man, I'm out." He didn't want to admit it, but Takers inactivity coupled with his low mumbling gave him the creeps.
Batista looked over his shoulder and shivered as he watched Taker's eyes roll back into his head, he headed to the ropes not wanting any part of what was going on. Just as he put one leg through the ropes, a purplish fog snuck across the ring and small explosion sounded above their heads. As one, Henry, Vladamir and Bam looked up, Batista on the other hand knew better and jumped from the apron and sprinted to back, knowing deep down that something very, very bad was going to happen to everyone in that ring. The lights above the ring shattered, showering them all in glass, Vladamir being the last one to look away ended up getting small fragments in his eyes and drove them deeper by rubbing his eyes.
Henry brushed the glass from his shoulders and face, scratching and gouging himself as he did so. Bam on the other hand just shook his head to free himself of the glass and aimed a kick at Kane's stomach. Henry let go and stepped back, watching sadistically as Kane doubled over in pain.
"Mick what in the hell is going on inside that ring?" Cole cried as Bam continued his assault on Kane.
"I don't know Cole, but it looks like The Undertaker has had enough." Mick said smirking, he could feel what was going to happen next and sat back to enjoy the show, after all he wasn't on the receiving end of it this time.
"What do you mean by that?"
"Just sit back and watch Cole, actions speak louder than words and Undertakers actions have always been the loudest."
Taker felt the darkest part of him rise to the surface, it was threatening to suffocate him if he didn't let it loose. He knew though that if he let it have free reign then everyone in the ring as well as the arena would be at risk. Tamping down on the blood lust that was tearing at him he focused his eyes on Bam and slowly got to his feet. He didn't hear the crowd as he grabbed the chain of the cuff and pulled hard, popping the links. Henry was the first to see him and put up an defense, but without much effort Taker threw him to the side. The mat rebounded from the weight and Bam backed up as Taker got closer to him. He continued to back Bam up until he hit the ropes, as Bam cowered Taker wrapped his hand around Bam's throat and began to squeeze.
Vladamir, working semi blindly, ran at where he thought Taker was but was stopped by a boot from Kane, whom had made it back to his feet. Dallas had finally regained full used of his faculties and was struggling to get free of his cuffs, while Twisted was slowly stirring on the mat. Taker paid no heed and concentrated solely on Bam.
"Who put you up to this?" His voice was low and as rough as sand paper.
"I-I don't know what you mean, I only wanted revenge for the damage done to me by that bitch." Bam stuttered and spat.
"Don't lie to me boy, who put you up to this?" Taker tightened his grip and stared hard into Bam's eyes.
"No one." Bam gasped out.
"Is it really worth dieing for?" Again he tightened his grip.
"Fine, fine, Vince. He-he promised me a better position if I took care of you." Tears were starting form in his eyes as he struggled for breath.
"Was he behind the kidnapping?" Taker began raising Bam as he shook his head. "Answer me boy, I said was Vince behind the kidnapping that robbed my brother of his child?"
"Yes, yes, yes."
Taker then threw Bam hard to the right, his head striking the turnbuckle. He moved to advance on him but a hand on his arm stopped him, looking down he seen Twisted staring at him, a hard look on her face. He moved out of the way and watched as she moved over to where he was laying, rubbing his throat. Kane joined him and as one the turned their attention to Vladamir, and Henry, whom at by then decided to take the match into their own hands. With identical sadistic grins on their faces they picked the other two men apart, starting with their arms and wrists then moving onto the chest cavity. By the time the brothers decided that they had done enough damage and turned their attention back to Twisted, the bell had been rung and the match was ended.
They walked over to Twisted and watched as she wiped her blood stained hand on the pants of her gear.
"Come on boys, we have some one else to see before this night is over." She said lowly as she dropped the collars back on them again.
"I feel like we forgot something." Kane said as they headed back up the ramp.
"Guys! Guys! Come on Guys, you can't leave me here. Twisted! I'm going to tell mom when I get free from here!" Dallas yelled as he continued to tug on the cuffs.
