What Could Have Been III
The Undertaker looked with concern at his brother, who was still holding his arm in obvious pain. "Kane," he said, "why don't you get that arm checked out. It must be hurting like hell."
"I said I was fine," Kane grated through teeth clenched to ward off the pain in both his arm and his heart. Why hadn't the Undertaker come to his aid sooner? Had HHH and Austin been telling the truth all this time? Kane was confused, and his throbbing arm wasn't helping him think any clearer. Drawing on instincts honed over a lifetime of hurt, he turned his thoughts aside from all his pain...physical and emotional...and instead focused on his anger, his hatred. HHH and Austin would pay for what they had done to him, for the Title they had cost him. They would pay dearly.
For once leading the way rather than following the Undertaker, Kane made his way to Commissioner Regal's office. He had a few demands to make of the Commissioner.
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In the McMahon-Helmsley locker room plans were flying fast and furious.
"Are you sure that idiot friend of yours can handle the job?" HHH, seated in a black leather chair, demanded of Edge and Christian, who were to defend their Tag Team Titles against the Brothers of Destruction later in the night.
"That is so totally not a problem," Christian replied, his over-sized sunglasses perched on the top of his head.
"For sure," Edge concurred, "This is totally within Rhyno's capabilities."
"It better be," the Game growled menacingly, "or it's the two of you who will pay the price."
"Dude...don't worry" Edge told HHH, "tonight's going to be totally chairlacious."
"Totally," Christian chorused.
HHH just looked at the two blondes for a moment, then shook his head and let it fall into his hands in disgust.
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As Kane made his way to the ring for the Tag Team Title match amidst his hellfire and brimstone he kept alert, watching not only Edge and Christian in the ring but also for any attacks from behind. Thus, he was not totally surprised when, as he neared the bottom of the entrance ramp, he noticed movement out of the corner of his eye. He was already turning his body slightly when Stone Cold Steve Austin flew at him, thus he did not catch the brunt of the man's weight, but he still stumbled slightly from the glancing blow. Then HHH was upon him, and the Game was merciless.
Once again, as they had earlier in the show, the two men viciously attacked Kane. This time, however, Edge and Christian joined them. The four men surrounded the downed Kane, so close together that they almost hit each other every so often as they attacked Kane.
So close together that Kane's view of the Titantron was blocked and thus he didn't see the scene that played on it. Kane was unaware that Rhyno had locked the Undertaker in his dressing room just as he had been leaving to make his own entrance for the match. Kane did not see the Undertaker, witnessing the attack on the television in his dressing room, hurling himself time and again against the locked door...trying in vain to get to his brother's side. All Kane could see, as his pain finally became too great and the darkness of unconsciousness raced up to greet him, were the four figures of his attackers looming over him. As he lost himself in that darkness, one last thought invaded his mind.
The Undertaker had abandoned him once again.
The Undertaker looked with concern at his brother, who was still holding his arm in obvious pain. "Kane," he said, "why don't you get that arm checked out. It must be hurting like hell."
"I said I was fine," Kane grated through teeth clenched to ward off the pain in both his arm and his heart. Why hadn't the Undertaker come to his aid sooner? Had HHH and Austin been telling the truth all this time? Kane was confused, and his throbbing arm wasn't helping him think any clearer. Drawing on instincts honed over a lifetime of hurt, he turned his thoughts aside from all his pain...physical and emotional...and instead focused on his anger, his hatred. HHH and Austin would pay for what they had done to him, for the Title they had cost him. They would pay dearly.
For once leading the way rather than following the Undertaker, Kane made his way to Commissioner Regal's office. He had a few demands to make of the Commissioner.
***************************
In the McMahon-Helmsley locker room plans were flying fast and furious.
"Are you sure that idiot friend of yours can handle the job?" HHH, seated in a black leather chair, demanded of Edge and Christian, who were to defend their Tag Team Titles against the Brothers of Destruction later in the night.
"That is so totally not a problem," Christian replied, his over-sized sunglasses perched on the top of his head.
"For sure," Edge concurred, "This is totally within Rhyno's capabilities."
"It better be," the Game growled menacingly, "or it's the two of you who will pay the price."
"Dude...don't worry" Edge told HHH, "tonight's going to be totally chairlacious."
"Totally," Christian chorused.
HHH just looked at the two blondes for a moment, then shook his head and let it fall into his hands in disgust.
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As Kane made his way to the ring for the Tag Team Title match amidst his hellfire and brimstone he kept alert, watching not only Edge and Christian in the ring but also for any attacks from behind. Thus, he was not totally surprised when, as he neared the bottom of the entrance ramp, he noticed movement out of the corner of his eye. He was already turning his body slightly when Stone Cold Steve Austin flew at him, thus he did not catch the brunt of the man's weight, but he still stumbled slightly from the glancing blow. Then HHH was upon him, and the Game was merciless.
Once again, as they had earlier in the show, the two men viciously attacked Kane. This time, however, Edge and Christian joined them. The four men surrounded the downed Kane, so close together that they almost hit each other every so often as they attacked Kane.
So close together that Kane's view of the Titantron was blocked and thus he didn't see the scene that played on it. Kane was unaware that Rhyno had locked the Undertaker in his dressing room just as he had been leaving to make his own entrance for the match. Kane did not see the Undertaker, witnessing the attack on the television in his dressing room, hurling himself time and again against the locked door...trying in vain to get to his brother's side. All Kane could see, as his pain finally became too great and the darkness of unconsciousness raced up to greet him, were the four figures of his attackers looming over him. As he lost himself in that darkness, one last thought invaded his mind.
The Undertaker had abandoned him once again.
