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by Galixa

The Undertaker finds redemption in an unsuspecting audience member

3. Part Eight-Eleven

Part Eight She returned to Florida to finish up at college. The Ministry broke up shortly after Taker had let her go. Two years after she was set free she graduated with full honors and a degree in Computer Science. She had lived on her own for a while now working to pay off her student loans. She was always tired but tonight was particularly bad. So she went to bed early curling up under the covers. She hadn't noticed the dark figure hiding in the corner. Taker stepped out and looked down at her. Her hair was down to the small of her back and the fire he loved had returned. He reached down and scooped her out of bed he carried her down to his bike. He placed her on the front and then he slid on behind her. He then pulled out and headed away with his cargo. He had tracked her for three years regretting letting her go. He had left to tell the others not to follow her and when he came back she was gone. No goodbye, no nothing just an empty room. Now he had her again this time he wouldn't let her lose her spirit. Mideon had told him shortly after everything ended how Paul had set her up and sent her to the graveyard. He had come close to ringing the fat mans neck for it. Paul had tricked him into destroying Christine, and was indirectly responsible for her leaving. He felt her stir a little so he wrapped an arm around her to still her. All he had to do was get her to his home. They both had changed considerably. Taker wondered if she would even recognize him. He came upon his exit and pulled off the highway. He soon returned home and carried her back into the house. He carried her back up to his bedroom and placed her in the bed. He then walked over to the door and threw the lock on it, hiding the key someplace she wouldn't find it. He kicked off his shoes and slid in next to her. They both slept Taker with an evil smile. It was obvious she had enjoyed her freedom; he had given her, her wish. Now it was his turn to get his. She woke up the next morning wrapped up in something warm she looked down to see two massive arms wrapped around her waist. Her breathing began to pick up when she saw that she wasn't in her apartment any more. She looked down at the arms and saw the intricate tattoos that were on them. She instantly recognized them and knew who owned them. She tried to sit up but was held down she looked at what she could see of the room. She was back in his house, some how he had found her and brought her back. She began to do everything in her power to try and free herself from his grip. He groaned slightly as she squirmed against him. She finally gave him a good hard kick to the leg. He instantly let her go and she rushed out of the bed. The kick had woken him up. He rolled onto his back and watched as she just stared at him. " Morning little one." She made a run for the door and let out a cry when it wouldn't budge. " You said I could leave. You let me go!" " I didn't mean that very minute. You could have at least let me say goodbye." " Goodbye! After you abducted me, for lack of a better term enslaved me, and then let me be beaten by my godfather? After you refused to believe me when I told you the truth? How you kept me chained up like a dog? I don't think so! You're lucky I didn't press charges." " The police wouldn't have believed you. Everyone thought it was an act, and you would have had a hell of a time proving it wasn't. You've only listed the wrongs are you forgetting that after your godfather beat you I saved you, and stopped you from dying." " One good deed doesn't erase everything you've done. Especially since you somehow figured out a way to bring me back here." " All I had to do was find out where you lived, which I did. I waited for you to fall asleep and then I brought you here." " I would've woken up!" " A little sleeping spell helps too." He gave her a smile. She was pressed against the door trying to get as far away from him as she possibly could. " Let me out of here." " No, I gave you your one wish, now I want mine." " What do you mean my one wish?" " To have the freedom to live your life the way you wanted to. I sensed it many times particularly after I wrongly punished you." " You couldn't figure that out when you had me chained up." " I found out after you left. Paul set you up. I nearly strangled him for it." " Why did you bring me back here?!" " Because it was a mistake and the right thing to do when I let you go. Your spirit has returned, and you have become stronger." " What was the mistake?" " That I didn't take you before you left. I've been looking for you for a while now. You bring me peace little one." " Can't you meditate or something? This is the second time you've taken me against my will except this time it isn't an act All I have to do is get to a phone." " Do you see one in here?" She looked around not seeing one. " All I have to do is get into the rest of the house." " Doors locked, and I've hidden the only key. Besides I have ways of keeping you in here if I wanted to." She gave him a questioning look. He motioned to the fireplace her eyes following his hand. She let out another cry when she saw that the shackles were still there, in the same place they had been left three years earlier. " Of course I'm hoping it doesn't get to that." " Didn't stop you before. You could have called or written and asked me to meet you somewhere." " Would you have come if I did?" She thought about it. " No" "Thought as much." He climbed out of the bed fully clothed. The robes, and black were gone. He looked less threatening in denim but just as dangerous. He walked over to her and took her chin in his hand. He rubbed his fingers against her cheek savoring the sensation. He was able to catch her eyes enjoying seeing the cool silver pools filled with fire. " You will not leave me." He probed her mind for the first time in three years and found a wall blocking him. " You're resisting me little one?" " I won't let you control me again." " We'll see." He leaned down and caught her lips. Her whole body went stiff as he begun his assault on her senses. He pushed her against the door to stop her from pulling away. She ran her hands over his pockets trying to feel for the key. When she thought she felt it she put her hand in his pocket and tried to fish it out. His hand encircled her wrists and pulled them away from him. He broke the kiss and lowered himself down to her eye level. " You think I would be stupid enough to put the key in my pocket." " That's where you used to hide it." " No that's where I used to keep the key to the shackles. I never once had to lock the door when you were here. Then again you never tried to rob me. I really don't want to restrain you again but if I have to I will." " Tell me where the key to the door is and I won't have you arrested." " You wouldn't be able to. Every cop in the state knows about this. You gave yourself to me mind, body, and soul." " It was either that or get beaten till I did give them to you." " But you gave them willingly." " You never said I had to give my heart." " I don't have to, it's been mine since before we met. You just refuse to acknowledge it. You stopped listening to it a while ago otherwise you wouldn't have left." " I stopped listening after my parents showed me what you really were. That night when you found me they showed me everything. Including how to beat you. I wasn't going to be a pawn for the Galyons and I sure as hell won't be one for you." He squeezed her wrists harder making her wince. He hadn't totally turned from the darkness he had just learned how to hide it. He liked that she had grown a backbone since she had been freed. She offered more of a challenge now that she was older, and wiser. He pulled her away from the door and walked over to the fireplace. She saw what he was after and began to fight with him. He pulled the chain off the hook and pulled both it her towards the bed. He hooked it to another latch that he had been able to keep hidden from her. He then pulled the key out of his pocket and unlocked the shackle. She looked at dreading having her wrists locked up again. He then picked up her ankle and fastened the cold metal around it. Her eyes looked like they had the fires of hell burning with in them. " That wasn't so bad was it?" " Fuck off " " I wouldn't mind the fuck part of that." " This isn't the way to get what you want." " Yes it is. You'll give in eventually. I've waited three years Christine I can wait a little longer. Do want anything?" " I want you to take this thing off and let me go." " Nope, and if by some small chance you figure a way out of this and you do escape. I can and will find you." He stood up looking down on her very pleased with himself. He took the key to the door out of its hiding place. He opened it giving her one last glance walked out closing and relocking the door. At least she wasn't attached to the fireplace again. She began to search for the hook that held the other end of the chain. She knew she should have left Florida. Hoping off the bed she began to move around the room to see exactly how much give the chain had. She was extremely disappointed that it only let her off the bed. Damn him, she looked down at her pajamas and wondered what it must have looked like with him carrying her out of her apartment and bringing her all the way here. She sat back down and began to fiddle with the steel shackle. It had been made to fit her. It was obvious it was something he had kept from the Ministry or he had remembered how small she was. She began to contemplate what she was going to do. The only way to get out of this was to give him what he wanted, that meant that she had to earn his trust again. She shuddered at the thought of what she would have to do. While she was with the ministry she had gotten out of having to sleep with any of them. She had gotten out of sleeping with anybody for that matter. Christine began to wonder if he knew that she had remained a virgin after leaving. She heard him coming up the stairs and unlock the door. He put it on top of the door jam, which was over seven feet. There goes sleeping with him and leaving while he was asleep. " So are willing to do what I asked or am I going to have to persuade you?" " If I sleep with you will you let me go?" " That's not what I want little one. I want you to stay with me." " I can't, I have a life full of responsibilities that I have to deal with." " I've taken care of that. Your belongings will be moved into to storage, apartment sold, and mail sent here. I've also spoken with your boss and told him that I made you an offer you couldn't refuse." " Did you mention that the offer was chaining me to a bed and holding me against my will?" " No, he didn't ask. He just said that you're very high strung and he hoped that I had better luck at taming you than he did." She sat there slack jawed unable to speak He had a pompous smirk on his face well pleased that she was now forced to stay. " I suppose this is your persuasion?" " No but as before there's the easy way or the hard way." She turned her head so she didn't have to look at him. There was no way he would hit her, he hadn't in the Ministry and he wouldn't now. She turned back to him and looked him in the eye. " The hard way" his eyebrows shot up. " Your choice, just remember you can't go back on it." He walked over grabbed a length of the chain and pulled her to him. " One more thing, I know that you're still a virgin little one. I promise it won't hurt too much. He grabbed her foot with the shackle and pulled out the key. He took it off the restraint and threw it to the side. He then grabbed the sides of her pajama pants and panties and pulled them off her body. He then took her tank top and threw it on top of the pants. She lied there in front of him naked. " Just a little insurance so you won't go outside little one." He picked up her clothes and threw them into his closet. " You mean to tell me you don't have any clothes for me?" " I do but until I know you're not going to leave me you won't get them. Now lets see if you're as good at hiding from me in this house as you are outside of it. I'll give you a minute head start. Just so you know all the doors are locked and the phones have been disconnected. I suggest you get going little one." She shot him a look and made a run for the door. He laughed as she scampered down the stairs. She had never been anywhere in his house before. All the curtains had been drawn making the house dark. She found a pair of French doors and slipped through them. It was a small library with plenty of plush furnishings and books. Including a quite a few spell books. She heard him above her moving around then down the stairs. She slipped out of the library and into a larger dark room. It was very cold and made her uneasy. Taker could sense where she was and instantly lit some candles. She almost let a scream when she saw where she was. This was the room where all of the sacrifices had been performed. It was empty with the exception of the candles and a few draperies. " Funny how you should find your way in here. She had her back to him. For the first time in her life she called on her magic to help her she turned to see him standing there enjoying the view when she cast a spell that froze his feet to the floor. She made a run back through the library with him yelling curses at her when he realized what she had done. He broke the spell and gave chase almost grabbing her hair when she began to race up the stairs. She reached to bedroom door and threw I closed locking the door with magic so he couldn't get in. He banged on the door for a good ten minutes yelling every curse in the book at her. She smiled when she was alone. She went into the closet and began to root through it trying to find clothes that fit her. Taker had gone into the study next to his bedroom and slipped through the secret door into the main chamber. He had brought the wrist shackles with him. She was to absorbed in digging through the closet to see him. He then walked behind her and grabbed her by the hair making her let out a scream. " When did you develop your power little one?" " After you let me go." He pulled her out of the closet and spun her around catching both her wrists in the restraint and smiling when he heard it lock. " Well with those on you can't use your magic." " How are you going to get the locks off?" He gave a simple flick off the wrist and the door opened. " Any other questions?" She shook her head no as he began to push her back towards the bed. " Now then what am I going to do with you little one if you won't stay?" " Who says I won't?" " I'm not that foolish." He pushed her onto the bed. Enjoying his dominance over her. " I can read your emotions Christine, and as soon as you open your mind I'll be able to hear your thoughts." She tried to sit up on her elbows but the restraints wouldn't allow her the proper movement. He reached down and lifted her legs and placed them around his waist. " Don't both of us have to be naked to do this?" " Who said I was going to take you?" " Well what else can you do in a situation like this?" He traced a finger lightly along her inner thigh making her jump. He switched hands and did the same to the other side just stopping short of her junction. He then ran his nails across her stomach making her whole body quiver. He continued to explore her body with his hands. He pushed her back and knelt between her legs. Made his way up to her breasts and began to knead them playing with the nipples till they became hard. He felt the bulge in his pants begin to painfully strain against its confine. Her moans weren't helping. He then slipped his hands back down between her legs inserting a finger in her and stopping for a moment. " Tell me you'll stay and I'll finish this." " What?!" " Tell me you'll stay with me and give yourself to me mind, body, soul, and heart." She looked at him for moment this was the persuasion. She had never felt anything like this before in her life. Her whole body was on fire. If he could do that with just his hands she wondered what the rest of him could do. " Well?" " I'll stay." " Will you give yourself to me completely?" " Yes" He dropped her legs and quickly disrobed. He positioned himself between her legs and placed his member right at her opening. " There will be pain but only for a few minutes." He then entered her with one thrust breaking her barrier. When he did she let a scream of both pain and pleasure. He sat there letting her body adjust to him. He then began to slowly move in and out of her enjoying how she looked beneath him. He had waited three years for this and it was well worth the wait especially since she was now his. He began to move faster as her moans grew louder. He soon felt her body began to spasm around him and shatter. He soon followed her, falling on his elbows so he wouldn't crush her. Their bodies were covered with sweat and both were gasping for air. He looked down to see the pool of blood on the sheets. He stood up and went into the bathroom drawing a bath for her. When the tub was half full he went back and retrieved Christine. He looked down at her wrists and realized his dilemma. She had said yes to him, she had agreed to stay but she could have said that just to get him to finish what he had started. He carefully placed her into the tub and put her wrists to one side so the steel wouldn't get wet. " You promise to behave for a little while?" " Yes." He hit the secret lock and took them off. He let her soak in the water while he changed the sheets. He had positioned her so he could keep an eye on her. She looked too tired to move. He glanced at the clock noticing it was mid afternoon he journeyed downstairs to get her something to eat. He made his way back up the stairs with a plate and found her back on the bed wrapped in a towel. He set it down next to her and turned her so she was facing him. " Time to eat little one." " You don't wrestle anymore?" " I do but I was given a few weeks off so I decided to look you up. I didn't think it was possible for you to become more beautiful but you have." " Flattery will get you no where." " But keeping you naked will." He stripped off the towel. " What are you going to do when you have to go back out on the road get a victim sitter?" " No, I'll take you with me." " You can't take me everywhere you go." " I had ways of keeping you on road or have you forgotten them?" " They all left you. I know for a fact that the Ministry broke up after you let me go." " I don't need them to hold on to you. In case you've forgotten the ankle manacle detaches and travels very well, so do the wrist ones." " You want to chain me to a hotel bed?" " I can't take you to the arena's with me seeing as you'll talk somebody into helping you out. Plus it gives me something to look forward to." " If you think I'm going to give it up to you every time you say lie on your back and spread them you've got another thing coming." " Not right away but I can train you to." " I'm not a dog, and I'm not going to be some slave that you can use whenever you wish." " Any living creature can be trained it just depends on how much time is involved. Trust me darlin you've got plenty of that. Besides I had you waiting for my beck and call once, I can do it again." " I was scared and bound in a room with a man holding a knife. Not to mention pissed as hell at Mike. Plus you threaten to have me beaten and raped if I didn't do everything you said." " It worked didn't it?" " You have to be to worlds biggest jackass! Not to mention pathetic as hell. Kidnapping a women from her own home, keeping her chained up like a dog, taking her dignity, and forcing her to sleep with you." She fell silent when he snapped his fingers. " Silencing spell, takes away your voice till I decide I want to give it back." She turned from him and pulling her knees up to her chin. For the first time in a long time she felt the urge to cry. She had forgotten what it was like to be helpless, to be at the mercy of someone else. This was his way of training her. Taking everything away till she gave in. There was one difference she wouldn't give in this time. She would die before she became his. She felt the bed give and him sit behind her. He kissed her shoulder silently willing her to give in. Instead she stood up and went into the bathroom locking the door behind her. Christine would fight him till he let her go or she died. He knew this was going to be difficult but she had been promised to him many years ago. He just had to make her see it. He now saw that he had given her entirely to much freedom when he let her go. He could have easily controlled every factor in her life but he had chosen to let her rebuild her spirit, a mistake he now had to pay for. He had gotten the fire back, but along with it came bitterness, spite, anger, and stubbornness. He got up and listened at the door trying to make out what she was doing. He didn't here anything so he undid the lock and looked in. She was sitting with her back to the door resting her head on the top of the toilet. " I think you would be much more comfortable out in the bedroom." She flicked him off over her shoulder. He walked over to her and placed his hand over her throat. He then snapped his fingers restoring her voice. " I like hearing you speak, but not to the point that I'll let you insult me." " It's good for you, it'll help bring your ego down to a manageable size." " Come back out and eat your lunch. You need to keep your strength, and I won't let you starve yourself like you did last time. " You knew?" " Well when the corsets stopped making you thinner I figured something was wrong." " Why did you make me wear those things?" " Because I wanted to make everyone jealous of what I had, and believed me it worked. Christine you must understand that you and I are meant to be together. The rest of the world will only shun you. The Galyons are proof of that." " They won't shun me if I don't tell them." " Then what's the point of having your gifts if no one knows?" " The point is having a normal life." " There is no such thing as a normal life, little one." " There are things more normal than this." He gave a small little laugh. " Come back out and we can discuss this if you want." " What?" " Things are much different than they were before. You're free to do anything you wish with the exception of trying to kill me, or leave. I can give everything you want all you have to do is take it." " What if I want to go out somewhere?" " I'd go with you. You're not stuck in this house for the rest of your life." She turned to see him standing there with his hand extended. She placed her hand in his and let him pull her to her feet. He walked her back into the bedroom and set her down by the plate. She looked down at it and laughed. " I take it cooking isn't you're strong suit." " Not really." " Well if you give me something to wear and show me where your kitchen is I'll cook us both something." He tossed her a shirt and showed her where the kitchen was. She soon had something ready and watched him inhale it. " I take it you haven't had a good home cooked meal in a long time?" " I haven't had a good anything till I found you again." " How exactly did you find out where I lived?" " Well, I called your school and asked them if they had you're forwarding address. I kept following the trail till I found you." " How did you get in? I mean I didn't see any forced entry." " Your landlord was more than happy to let me in. I told him that I was your Uncle and that I had forgotten my key. I then altered your vision so you wouldn't see me. The rest you know." " When do you have to leave?" " Few days, I'll fly separate from everyone else. I don't think I'm ready to let everyone know I have you back, especially Mike." Fear flashed in her eyes at the mention of that name. " He's in Europe." " Nope, he finished college over there and came back. He works in the effects department. He constantly rides me about how you got away. I can't wait to prove him wrong." " I told you I won't be your pawn." " Even though this is all his fault. If he had never pissed me off I would have never taken you." " He still would have pissed you off. He thought you all were a bunch of freaks. He got that from his father. Some days I wish I could have helped Clara get out of that house." He looked at her with deep concern. " I made sure that she wasn't hurt by the Ministry." " It wasn't the Ministry, it was Tom. She got it as much as I did. After he got out of the hospital he took her to the house and beat her so bad she died. He skipped town before they could catch him." " How do you know all of this?" " Because he came after me. That's why I've had to move so much. No matter where I'd go he would always catch up." " What happened?" " Eventually the cops caught up and he and Mike skipped the country." " I doubt his father would come back with him." " But he would come back to finish it. That's probably why he's been bothering you, to find me." " He doesn't have the knowledge or ability to find you. Trust me, he won't come near you. He doesn't know where you are." " He could easily find out where you live." " Yes he could, but I'll always be close by. That and I doubt he'll be able to decipher the spells I have around here. With his father I doubt he even knows what a spell is." " Depends how strong the protection spell is. If they hate people like us as much as I think they do then they might put in the time to combat it." " By the time he gets through all of it he'll have me to contend with, and eventually you. I need to see how much work you've done before I leave you alone." " I'll be attached to a bed anyways, it's not like I'll be going anywhere." " Have you forgotten what happened the last time I left you alone? You up and disappeared on me." " You said I could leave and I wasn't about to stick around to see if you would change your mind. The last thing I wanted was to be reattached to your fireplace." He winced at the venom in the last comment. " Why didn't you believe me? I told you I would never run away. The truth is, is that before you punished me I didn't want to leave. I knew that I wouldn't be anything more than a toy for you. Something to be used and then thrown away but for that time I felt like I belonged with you. I felt safe, and cherished even if you never meant it. That last night I meant everything I said. Letting me go didn't change me, the Christine you want is still dead, and there is nothing you can do to bring her back." She turned and left the room before he could stop her. He sat there half amazed and half pissed. She had stood up him and partially told him off. The words still echoed in his mind, I didn't want to leave she would have stayed. Now he truly wanted to kill Paul. The Ministry had failed because of him. If Christine had stood with them then they wouldn't have had to turn to the higher power. They could have beaten him and taken over. Then another harsh truth hit him. At one point she had loved him. She had said that she felt safe and cherished, that she belonged with him. She had realized her destiny, or her heart had. He needed to get her to listen to her heart. The old Christine wasn't dead just hiding. He smiled and turned to go after her. He stopped at the stairs and went into his bedroom. The bathroom door was closed and the light on. He assumed she had locked herself in the bathroom. He changed his clothes and went to the guest bath. He was extremely tired from being up most of the night and instantly fell asleep. He woke up fairly early the next morning and went to his bathroom. He knocked before entering. When he received no answer he became concerned. The door was open so he entered. The room was empty, and had been for some time. He immediately began to search for her. There was no way she could have gotten outside which meant she was still in the house. He turned the entire house upside down looking for her. He came upon the small library and entered. She was curled up in one of the chairs with a book in her lap, fast asleep. She seemed so peaceful, and happy. A vast difference to last night, he walked over to her and stroked her hair. His hand traveled down to her cheek making her stir. He knelt down bringing his face level with hers. Her eyes opened and focused on his face. She started to get up, but his hand forced her to stay. " I'm sorry for not believing you, I was blind with power. If I had known I had hurt you that badly I wouldn't have done it." " Doesn't change anything. Saying you're sorry doesn't make everything better. What hurt was the fact that you didn't trust me. After everything I went through I still stayed. I would have done anything for you, and not just because you held me hostage either. You took me away from the Galyons. In a way you rescued me from them, but then you turned into them. The only difference was you never insisted that I be perfect." " What do want me to do?" " Trust me" " I do trust you." " No you don't. You still are hiding my clothes from me; you won't open the drapes or unlock the doors. I'm still a prisoner. Plus when you go back out on the road you'll lock me in the room." " How can I prove to you that I do trust you?" " Give me back my clothes, open the doors and drapes, and let me come to the arena with you. If I leave then you can track me down and lock me away. But if I stay we'll have to discuss this living arrangement." " I can't." " You did once, and I had to be tied up and knocked unconscious to get me out of there." Taker thought about it for a moment. He wanted her to be happy, but he wanted her here. If he forced her stay she would eventually figure out a way to get away from him. But if she stayed on her own then there would be the possibility of reconciliation. " Let me ask you something little one." " Alright" " You say that I don't trust you by yourself." " Yeah, you said that it was true." " But you don't trust me, you never have." " That's not true." " Yes it is, you always believed that I wouldn't hurt you, at least not to the point that everyone else had. You didn't trust me three years ago, and you don't now. So what I want to know is what is it going to take to get you to trust me." " After everything you've put me through, and after everything you've done to me, the only feasible way is time. Which according to you I have plenty of." His knees had begun to ache making it difficult for him to stand. " I think I can handle that." He walked out of the door without another word leaving her alone. She stood up and walked over to the window, and hesitantly pulled open the drapes. Light came flooding into the room hurting her eyes. She had become accustom to the dark house. When her eyes finally adjusted she was able to see the details of the room better. The house was less oppressive in the light and so was he. His hair was an auburn color and his beard was trimmed to his chin and he had grown in a mustache. " See something you like, or are you just browsing?" " You just look different, you changed." " I guess you were to busy running away from me to notice. Here I saved these for you. If you want I can arrange for you to go out to the mall later." " You can't go?" She took the clothes from him and started to go up the stairs to change. " I get recognized pretty fast in a place like that, and where do you think you're going?" " I'm not changing in your front hall." He moved up the stairs and caught her around the waist. He carried her back down and brought her into the room next to the library. He felt her body instantly tense and begin to shake. It was still frightening in the light. The floors were cold black marble and the walls were dark oak paneling. It was bare of any furniture or artwork. He set her down in the middle of the room and stood in front of her. The look of a frightened child had returned. Her breathing had rapidly increased and she had lost all her coloring. He cupped her face in his hands trying to calm her. It didn't help so he probed her mind only to be blocked out. " Let me in little one." She shook her head no, making him growl. " Christine I need you to let me in. I can't see how much you've learned. If I can't get that information then I can't help you." Even though her face was raised she was keeping her eyes lowered. He raised her chin higher and came down hard on her lips. As he kissed her he began to push against the mental barrier attempting to break through it. He deepened the kiss feeling her drop her guard a little. He continued the assault by sliding his hands down her body. He could sense the fight that was going on inside of her. She was now straining to keep him out. He slipped a hand between her legs and began to massage her clit. She gave in and let him explore. He found many things including what he was looking for. Her parents had shown her everything about him including how to beat him. He felt her begin to pull away but he only increased the pressure. She had learned quite a bit since she had been released. He broke the kiss and let go of her. She backed away from him and tried to put the barrier back up. She let out a little cry when she couldn't. " You need to be in my head too?" " Insurance policy, as long as I can hear what you're thinking then I know how to react. It will also help me find you if you run off. Now who helped you?" " No one, I went and claimed all of my parents belongings." " You're still afraid?" " Of what?" " This room, me?" He made hand gestures indicating different things. " After what I saw you do, particularly in this room? Of course I'm scared. Is that why you brought me in here?" " No I brought you in here to show you there isn't anything to be afraid of." " Didn't work." " Not necessarily" he sat down in a large chair that seemed to appear out of nowhere. For second she didn't believe what she had just seen. " What do you mean?" " You're still in here. Even if it is out of curiosity, that's much better than being in here out of fear. You need to learn that things aren't always the way they seem. What do you see when you look around this room?" She looked around for a moment before answering. " Nothing except the chair and you." " Try again." " What?" " This room isn't empty, it appears that way to everyone else. It comes in handy when people unexpectedly drop by and decide to poke around." She looked around again and saw the room fully furnished. Confusion crossed her face. She couldn't understand how it hadn't been there one minute and then there the next. She looked down and found herself fully dressed. " Does this room cloth people too?" He let out a small laugh. " No, but I do." " I'm surprised you didn't want to savor it." " I savor you getting undressed. I hate it when you cover everything up." " Then use your imagination." He drew her closer and pulled her into his lap, stroking her arm. Part Nine Over the next few days their relationship became less strained. He was looking forward to having her with him on the road with him. When the day came for them to leave he took a different flight from everyone else so he wouldn't alert anyone to her presence. Mike was sitting in the hotel restaurant grabbing a quick lunch when he saw Taker come in. He had been disappointed when Taker had decided to take a later flight. He had wondered why and soon got his answer. He nearly fell out of his chair when he saw Christine walk up next to Taker. He had some how gotten her back. Mike practically threw his chair across the room when he got up. He stormed over to them and roughly grabbed Christine by the arm. Taker automatically reached out and grasped Mike's wrist squeezing it till he let go of her. " You want explain what you're doing with him Chrissie?" " Anything I damn well want. You or your father don't control me anymore, and last I heard you told your father to just give me to him. Then you start hunting me. What exactly is your deal?" " We heard he let you go so we were willing to let you back into the fold." " I was never apart of the fold. I was the burden that your father was forced to deal with. I'm truly amazed that your mother was able to put up with him." Mike reached back and gave her a hard belt across the mouth, splitting her lip. Taker stepped in front and stopped Mike from delivering any more shots. " I'll give you five seconds to haul your ass out of here boy. After that they'll have to carry it to the nearest morgue." Mike shot Christine a final look before stalking off. She had been given a towel by the manger of the hotel and was currently holding ice over her lip to stop the swelling. Taker was pacing back and forth furious over what had happened. He hadn't expected anyone to be in the hotel. Mike would probably tell everyone what had happened and he would be waiting for them when they got there. " Little one are you sure you wish to come with me? I don't think it will be safe." " I'm sure, I can't run from him for forever." " Alright then little one." They headed down to the arena being careful to avoid Mike. Taker was very thankful to have a dressing room to himself. He stayed with her till it was time for his match. " We'll leave after my match. Try not to leave the room, but if you have to be very careful. Mike will be trying to find you. I'm sure he knows you're here." She nodded and watched him leave. He would only be gone a maximum of twenty minutes. She knew Mike would be busy with the show, and that he wouldn't get the chance to come around. She had sat down on the couch and began to doze off. A good fifteen minutes had passed since Taker had left. She was brought out of her nap by a loud banging on the door. She knew it wasn't Taker or Mike since both would just come right in. She held her spot on the couch hoping the intruder would just go away. There was another knock and then the person entered. She came face to face with Mideon who was in an apparent state of shock and glee. He walked over to her and knelt in front of her. His fingers ran through her hair while he tried to hold back his laughter. " I be damned, he actually did it. He actually caught you." " What?" She tried to jerk away from his hand but he held her still. " He finally caught up with you. He's been kicking himself in the ass ever since he let you leave. Because of that he's been trying to find you." His other hand started to move up her thigh while the other moved to her waist. He had his body weight pressing into her, there by pinning her to the couch. " How long ago did he find you?" " Like I'll tell you. He'll be back any minute, and he definitely won't like what he sees." " We got our fire back, and a stubborn streak. He's still busy. Mike cornered him so he'll be a while." She tried to give him a good kick but he only pressed his weight on her further. Another knock came and the Acolytes entered. They shut and locked the door behind them. " Hell if it isn't true. Bastard did track her ass down. How about you get up off of her so we can have a good look?" " Cause I don't want to get kicked, clawed, or anything else." " Maybe you should have thought about that before you decided to pick up where you left off." " She got her spirit back too. That could make things very interesting. Has he nailed her yet, or is he still waiting?" " She won't tell me anything." " There are other ways to find out. We could always run back to the hotel with her, and send her back to him when we're done." " We just have to make sure Gangrel doesn't see her, otherwise he'll want a cut." Christine started calling to Taker hoping he wouldn't be to distracted by Mike. Mideon caught her wrists and hauled her to her feet. Taker had heard her and had pushed past Mike to get to her. They were just getting ready to leave when he reached the door. All three stopped dead in their tracks. " I'll give you boys five seconds to take your hands off of her, after that I'll rip them from your body." They all three let go and backed away. He pulled Christine away and wrapped an arm around her waist to keep her still. " Which one of you started it?" Farooq and Bradshaw both stepped away from Mideon. " Taker I can explain." " I bet you can, I thought I told all of you to leave her alone. Am I going to have to beat it into you, again?" " She's fair game now. You let her go, therefore any of us have a legitimate shot." " I reclaimed her while I was gone. She's mine." " How long ago?" " A week, now unless you gentlemen have anything further I suggest you leave." They all three dashed out of the room sending backwards glances as they went. He shut the door and flopped down on the couch pulling her on top of him. " What did they do?" " Nothing" He raised an eyebrow and began to stroke her hair. It was at the length where he could run his fingers through it. " You're sure?" " Mideon just had me pinned down. He got a little touchy feely but nothing bad. It was when they started talking about taking me back to the hotel with them that I got worried." " And what would they have done with you once they finished?" " They said they would send me back to you, but instincts are telling me otherwise." " Your instincts are right. We have to leave soon. Mike tried to get where you were hidden out of me. Along with what I had done to you." " You didn't tell him did you?" " I told him that I helped you achieve your destiny." " I bet he loved that." " Didn't stay to get his reaction. I heard you and came." He stood up and set her down on her feet. He gathered up his stuff and they headed back to the car. He kept a protective arm around her, and glared at any onlookers. They got in the car and headed back to the hotel. Gangrel had watched them leave from the shadows. He was one of the few that knew Taker hadn't changed. Everyone assumed that because his exterior was different that the interior was too. I her three year absence Christine's power had grown and been developed into an incredible force. He had been elated when he heard that Taker had let her go, that was till he saw that her spirit had been broken and was in need of repair. So he decided to bide his time and wait for her to grow strong again. He knew Taker would help her develop her power even further. Gangrel decided to continue to wait till she was trained and ready before he would take her. Taker had already deflowered her body, making it easier for Gangrel to corrupt her heart and soul, there by turning her against the deadman. Part Ten Over the next few months Christine learned how to focus her energy, and heighten her senses. Gangrel continued to watch her and wait. Till one night he found his opportunity. Christine liked to sit outside after her training sessions. It helped to clear her head. Gangrel entered her mind and began to lure her away. He very quietly called to her drawing her closer. Taker was just finishing getting cleaned up and he came downstairs to get her so they could go out to dinner. He looked in all her usual places but found no sign of her. He came outside and saw her walking towards the road. He called after her but got no response. She was acting as if she were in a trance. He went into her mind and heard the voice calling to her. He tried to break the hold that the intruder had on her but it was too strong. He got on his bike and followed her. Ironically it lead to same cemetery that he had found her at years before. She stopped in a clearing and Taker once again entered her mind the voice had stopped and it had released its hold on her. He walked up to her and spun her around. She seemed confused. " Taker? Why are we here?" " Something drew you here." Gangrel stepped out and glared at Takers back. He formed an energy ball and shot it at the Deadman's back. Taker let out a groan and fell to his knees. " I think you should say someone." Gangrel formed another ball and aimed for Taker again. Christine formed one of her own and shot it at Gangrel. She hit him square in the chest knocking him into a tree. She went to Takers side and tried to heal the wound. Another person walked up behind her and pulled her away from Taker. Farooq and Bradshaw walked up and help Gangrel back to his feet. Taker looked up to see Mideon restraining Christine. " It seems the tide has turned against you Taker. Bring him with us, she'll cooperate better if he's there." The Acolytes dragged Taker off, while Mideon carried off Christine. Taker had remained conscious through the entire ordeal. It had taken all four of them to drag Christine away. He had been locked in a separate room. After the shot he had taken he couldn't move very well anyway. He could hear Christine calling for him; all he could do at the moment was try to calm her mentally. That had not been an ordinary blast, unfortunately he couldn't figure out what else had been thrown in. Mideon held her in his lap contented with his prize. All of them had had their turn with her but she had been promised to him. As Gangrel listened to the others he eyed their prize. He loved how the candlelight reflected off of her skin. They had given her a Black string Bikini top and calf length skirt that had slits up to her thighs. He smiled at her swollen red eyes. Bradshaw's voice brought him back to reality " People will start missing Taker soon. He's been off T.V. for two weeks now. Once that freezing spell wears off he'll come in here and beat the crap out of every one of us." " No he won't." " Have you lost it?" " No, cause she's going to play him for us." Christine had been sending the entire conversation to Taker hoping it would help him. They all decided to go to bed, so they could deal with Taker in the morning. Mideon kept a death grip on her making it impossible to slip out of his grasp. He tossed her onto the bed letting her know what was next. They had given her very little to wear on purpose. She tried to fight him but he quickly stilled any attempts. He started to pump in and out of her very quickly and soon found his own release. He collapsed on top of her, pinning her down onto the bed. A tear fell for all the innocents that they had forced her to harm. They used her power to help them bring their enemies down and now she would have to hurt Taker as well. Mideon let go of her and rolled over. She quietly slipped out of bed and went down to where they had locked Taker. She used her magic to walk through the door and get past the security. He was sitting up using the wall for support. She straddled his legs and very lightly brushed her lips against his. He opened his eyes and smiled when he saw Christine. " Please tell me you're real." " Yes, I'm real." " It's nice to see you're safe." " Why can't you move?" " The night that I got hit they put a partial freezing spell on me too." " So exactly how much of you is frozen?" " From the neck down." " So how do you propose we get out of here? I refuse to sleep with any of them again." " There is a way, but you don't have the ability yet." " Do you?" " Yes" " Then can't we figure out a way to make it work?" " I'm not strong enough to take us both." " I could pool some of my strength into you." His eyebrows shot up at the comment. " It's worth a shot. Do me a favor?" " What?" " Give me a kiss first?" " Why?" " Because you'll be to tried to later." She lent down and kissed him on the lips. He began to draw her power off of her hoping it work. She deepened the kiss not noticing what was happening. When she finally did break it she looked around not believing what she saw. They were back in his bedroom, in his house. " What happened?" " I tried the thing and it worked." He reached up and brushed her cheek with his hand. He drew her back down and kissed her again. He stood up and carried her into the bathroom. He turned on the shower and set it to the temperature he wanted. He peeled off the little clothing she had on and followed it up with his own. They both stepped into the shower and enjoyed the hot water. He lifted her up and pressed her against the wall of the shower. He positioned himself underneath of her and entered her slowly in case she was hurt or sore. He began to move in and out very slowly. Her moans encouraged him to increase his speed till he found the right one. It had felt like an eternity since had, had her. They soon both found the relief they were seeking. He continued to hold her letting the water hit against their bodies. They both cleaned up and headed back into the bedroom. They made love for the rest of the night and didn't find sleep till the sun rose.