What Could Have Been VIII
HHH, Stephanie and Stone Cold were predictably upset when they arrived at the arena later that night and learned of the fate that had befallen Vince. Not thinking very clearly, they stormed out to the ring, interrupting the match between Crash Holly and Grand Master Sexay that had been in progress. Chasing both competitors from the ring, HHH grabbed a microphone.
Taking hold of the top rope with one hand as he held the microphone in the other, HHH addressed the Undertaker, " You've got a lot of nerve, Dead Man," he said, his tone full of scorn as he ignored the boos of the audience, "a lot of nerve, coming out here and attacking Vince, then threatening us when we're not in the arena yet. Yeah, a lot of nerve. Well, here we are, Taker. Ready and waiting. You gonna come out here and face us, or do you only attack lone men?"
Silence was HHH's only answer. Then Austin grabbed the mic from his partner and began circling the ring, his jerky movements enough to make some in the audience nauseous from motion sickness. "Come on you no good son-of-a-bitch." Austin yelled into the microphone. "You were out here talking about how HHH and Stone Cold Steve Austin were next. Well here we are, right here in the middle of the ring. Come on...let's see what you've got bastard." Austin paused momentarily in his tirade and looked to the entrance ramp. When no Undertaker was forthcoming Austin fell back on his trump card, "What's the matter, boy...you yellow?"
Stephanie, not to be left out, then reached for the mic as JR took off his glasses, hoping to get them to safety before her screeching cracked them again. His precautions were unnecessary, as thankfully before Steph could say anything the lights went out and the Undertaker's entrance sequence began.
Then the Undertaker himself became visible as he slowly stalked towards the ring. He had only gotten about halfway when Edge, Christian and Rhyno were silhouetted in the entryway. The three men quickly made their way down the ramp and began to attack Taker. They were quickly joined by HHH and Austin. Just as the Undertaker was finally beginning to go down under the attack of the five men, from the entryway raced the Acolytes and Mideon. Now fighting under more even odds, the Undertaker and his minions quickly sent their opponents running.
All except one. Rhyno hadn't been as quick as his compatriots, and had been taken down by Faarooq and Bradshaw who were even now holding him captive. Then Undertaker stared into the frightened man's face for a long moment before jerking his chin towards the ring. As the Acolytes dragged Rhyno towards the ring with the Undertaker and Mideon following the crowd gasped in surprise as something was slowly lowered from the roof.
As the object passed the supporting trusses the descent of one end began to increase in speed. Suddenly it was clear to all in the arena exactly what the object was.
Then the oversized symbol of the Undertaker, the Lord of Darkness, touched down on the ring canvas.
Rhyno, who was now struggling with all his might, was roughly thrown onto the form. His wrists and ankles were quickly secured and, with the Undertaker and his minions reveling in their sacrificial rites, the symbol slowly returned to the darkened recesses of the roof. Rhyno's pitiful cries echoed throughout the arena until, suddenly, they were mysteriously silenced. Then the lights in the arena went out and when they had returned, the Undertaker and his followers were gone.
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Kane, meanwhile, had become desperate. The Undertaker's dark side was regaining control much faster than Kane had expected. He had to get through to the portion that was still MARK before it was too late. Already the Lord of Darkness had begun to reform the Ministry and reinitiate their unholy rites. This was definitely not good.
How Kane was going to bring his brother back to the light when he was stuck in a hospital and the Undertaker wasn't returning his calls was a mystery to him, however.
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Later that night, Nurse Nathalie Martin came to check on Kane. In the time he had been in the hospital they had become friends. She found him intriguing...a huge monster of a man yet one that possessed a surprisingly innocent heart. And, since he tended to be a creature of the dark...awake most of the night and sleeping during the day...they would often spend several hours talking. It was a very good way to pass the often-tedious third shift that she worked, and it gave Kane someone other than himself to talk to.
This evening as she entered Kane's room she almost laughed at the sight that greeted her eyes. There was the seven-foot tall Kane, pacing the room pulling his I.V. stand along behind him. Then he looked at her and she saw the worry in his eyes and her joviality quickly fled.
"What's wrong, Kane?" she asked, concerned for the gentle giant.
Kane just looked at her for a while, and she decided that whatever it was, he wasn't going to discuss it with her. Just as she reached this conclusion, however, Kane began to speak. In often halting tones he told her the entire story, from the conversation between HHH and Austin that he had overheard to the current state of the Undertaker, finally finishing with an almost defeated, "I've got to talk to him somehow, to explain what happened and try to get him back. But I don't know what to do. He's not answering my calls, returning my messages, nothing."
Nathalie thought for a moment, then asked Kane, "Where is Raw tonight?"
"Albany," was his confused answer.
"Only about a four hour drive then," she mumbled to herself. Then she looked up and said to Kane, "I think I have an idea. It isn't quite ethical, but it might work."
With that she began outlining the basics of her plan to Kane.
HHH, Stephanie and Stone Cold were predictably upset when they arrived at the arena later that night and learned of the fate that had befallen Vince. Not thinking very clearly, they stormed out to the ring, interrupting the match between Crash Holly and Grand Master Sexay that had been in progress. Chasing both competitors from the ring, HHH grabbed a microphone.
Taking hold of the top rope with one hand as he held the microphone in the other, HHH addressed the Undertaker, " You've got a lot of nerve, Dead Man," he said, his tone full of scorn as he ignored the boos of the audience, "a lot of nerve, coming out here and attacking Vince, then threatening us when we're not in the arena yet. Yeah, a lot of nerve. Well, here we are, Taker. Ready and waiting. You gonna come out here and face us, or do you only attack lone men?"
Silence was HHH's only answer. Then Austin grabbed the mic from his partner and began circling the ring, his jerky movements enough to make some in the audience nauseous from motion sickness. "Come on you no good son-of-a-bitch." Austin yelled into the microphone. "You were out here talking about how HHH and Stone Cold Steve Austin were next. Well here we are, right here in the middle of the ring. Come on...let's see what you've got bastard." Austin paused momentarily in his tirade and looked to the entrance ramp. When no Undertaker was forthcoming Austin fell back on his trump card, "What's the matter, boy...you yellow?"
Stephanie, not to be left out, then reached for the mic as JR took off his glasses, hoping to get them to safety before her screeching cracked them again. His precautions were unnecessary, as thankfully before Steph could say anything the lights went out and the Undertaker's entrance sequence began.
Then the Undertaker himself became visible as he slowly stalked towards the ring. He had only gotten about halfway when Edge, Christian and Rhyno were silhouetted in the entryway. The three men quickly made their way down the ramp and began to attack Taker. They were quickly joined by HHH and Austin. Just as the Undertaker was finally beginning to go down under the attack of the five men, from the entryway raced the Acolytes and Mideon. Now fighting under more even odds, the Undertaker and his minions quickly sent their opponents running.
All except one. Rhyno hadn't been as quick as his compatriots, and had been taken down by Faarooq and Bradshaw who were even now holding him captive. Then Undertaker stared into the frightened man's face for a long moment before jerking his chin towards the ring. As the Acolytes dragged Rhyno towards the ring with the Undertaker and Mideon following the crowd gasped in surprise as something was slowly lowered from the roof.
As the object passed the supporting trusses the descent of one end began to increase in speed. Suddenly it was clear to all in the arena exactly what the object was.
Then the oversized symbol of the Undertaker, the Lord of Darkness, touched down on the ring canvas.
Rhyno, who was now struggling with all his might, was roughly thrown onto the form. His wrists and ankles were quickly secured and, with the Undertaker and his minions reveling in their sacrificial rites, the symbol slowly returned to the darkened recesses of the roof. Rhyno's pitiful cries echoed throughout the arena until, suddenly, they were mysteriously silenced. Then the lights in the arena went out and when they had returned, the Undertaker and his followers were gone.
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Kane, meanwhile, had become desperate. The Undertaker's dark side was regaining control much faster than Kane had expected. He had to get through to the portion that was still MARK before it was too late. Already the Lord of Darkness had begun to reform the Ministry and reinitiate their unholy rites. This was definitely not good.
How Kane was going to bring his brother back to the light when he was stuck in a hospital and the Undertaker wasn't returning his calls was a mystery to him, however.
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Later that night, Nurse Nathalie Martin came to check on Kane. In the time he had been in the hospital they had become friends. She found him intriguing...a huge monster of a man yet one that possessed a surprisingly innocent heart. And, since he tended to be a creature of the dark...awake most of the night and sleeping during the day...they would often spend several hours talking. It was a very good way to pass the often-tedious third shift that she worked, and it gave Kane someone other than himself to talk to.
This evening as she entered Kane's room she almost laughed at the sight that greeted her eyes. There was the seven-foot tall Kane, pacing the room pulling his I.V. stand along behind him. Then he looked at her and she saw the worry in his eyes and her joviality quickly fled.
"What's wrong, Kane?" she asked, concerned for the gentle giant.
Kane just looked at her for a while, and she decided that whatever it was, he wasn't going to discuss it with her. Just as she reached this conclusion, however, Kane began to speak. In often halting tones he told her the entire story, from the conversation between HHH and Austin that he had overheard to the current state of the Undertaker, finally finishing with an almost defeated, "I've got to talk to him somehow, to explain what happened and try to get him back. But I don't know what to do. He's not answering my calls, returning my messages, nothing."
Nathalie thought for a moment, then asked Kane, "Where is Raw tonight?"
"Albany," was his confused answer.
"Only about a four hour drive then," she mumbled to herself. Then she looked up and said to Kane, "I think I have an idea. It isn't quite ethical, but it might work."
With that she began outlining the basics of her plan to Kane.
