Tick tock. Tick tock. Tick tock.
Mark stared at the clock on his locker-room's wall, he watched the hands of the clock tick away slowly, VERY slowly. Why was that damn clock going so slow? Mark shook his head, the clock was probably going at it's usual speed, he was just impatient. It had been two days since he and Kane had their blood taken, and the doctors had not called back with the results of the blood test, Mark's patience was wearing thin.
And it didn't help matters that Kane was in another one of his moods, right now Kane was sitting in the middle of his bed staring at the corner of the wall, Mark would usually be worried by now by Kane's behavior but he was too busy waiting for the damn telephone to ring, so he could find out the results.
Kane and Mark hadn't even showed up for work in the past two days, Mark had called Vince and told him that him and Kane would show up once they got the results of the blood test, but until then they were on leave. Vince had began to argue with Mark on his decision but then Vince thought better of it, and told Mark and Kane to take off all the time they needed, and to come back once they were in a better place.
In a better place. What kind of place would that be? No one liked a sane Undertaker or Kane, the fans went nuts when Mark and Kane were in their craziest states, hence the Stone Cold/Triple H/Undertaker/Kane feud... and right now Mark was about to go out and hurt somebody.
Finding out if Kane was his real full brother or not shouldn't be this difficult, a few calls should be all that is needed to find out the truth, but here he was sitting in the middle of the hotel room, with the telephone in front of him, waiting for the doctors to call. He had been sitting in front of the phone for two days straight, he hadn't really eaten anything, except a sandwich here and there, his stomach was growling of hunger right now. Mark looked away from the phone and stared at Kane, if Mark's stomach was growling with hunger and he had eaten in the past two days, then Mark knew that Kane had to be writhing with hunger. Kane hadn't eaten in two days straight, Mark had been so busy with the whole waiting for the doctors to call thing, that he hadn't actually taken the time to force Kane to eat something.
"Are you hungry?" Mark asked, still staring at Kane, Mark's voice was slow and soft, it didn't have a dangerous edge to it, if it had anything, it had a very tired tone to it.
Kane didn't reply, he just continued to stare at the wall, as if it was a piece of art or a book; Mark scratched his head, he hated when Kane acted like this, it was creepy. A person shouldn't just zone out like that, it wasn't normal; Mark threw a pillow at Kane.
"I said are you hungry? Because if you are, I'll order us some room service." Mark said, still he got no answer, what did he expect? Kane was in one of his moods, and there was nothing that could pull Kane out of that trance he was in, except Kane.
God he HATED when Kane did this! It wasn't even the fact that it was NOT healthy for someone to zone out like that, to totally dismiss the outside world, it was the fact that whenever Kane zoned out Mark got scared. Mark didn't like fear, he liked making people scared, but didn't like himself being scared. He was mostly scared that one day Kane wouldn't come out of those damn trances he went in and out of, losing Kane and gaining a human vegetable wasn't what Mark was very keen of.
Mark waited a few more seconds seeing if Kane would respond to him, but when all he got from Kane was silence, Mark sighed and walked over to the phone; There was no use in trying to get Kane to talk to him.
Ring. Ring. Ring.
Mark grabbed the phone quickly the minute it started ringing, he tore the phone off it's cradle and pushed it up to his ear, frantically. "Hello?"
There was some rustling of some files on the other line, before an actual human voice spoke up. "Is this Mark Calloway?"
"Yes it is, who is this?" Mark asked quickly, he already had some sort of an idea who it was, but just to be on the safe side and not to mention polite.
"This is Doctor Johnson, I was the doctor that took you and your brother's blood a few days ago."
Mark nodded, slowly to himself. "Do you have the results of the test?" There was no more patience in Mark's body to be polite; he just wanted to know the truth.
The Truth.
What was that anymore? Mark had thought he knew the truth once, but now he was faced with possibly a whole other truth. Mark didn't know the truth from the lies, he felt confused, finally knowing how Kane felt all these years.
Kane.
How would Kane react to the news if they were indeed full brothers? Would he be happy? Or would he be angered? Would he fall into a deeper depression or would the news finally push Kane into coping? Would this bring him and Kane closer or tear them apart?
There were so many questions that Mark wanted answers to, but there was only one question doctor Johnson had answers to.
"Yes I have the test results right here, Mister Calloway."
"And?" Mark asked tapping his foot against the carpet of the hotel room.
"The results to the blood test we performed on you and your brother Kane proves that you two are full brothers."
The results to the blood test we performed on you and your brother Kane proves that you two are full brothers.
Those words... those long-awaited words danced around in his ears, making a ringing sound in them, him and Kane were brothers, and all the emotions that Mark had thought he would feel... IE: shock, anger, etc. never made it's way into his body, because all he felt was happiness. Holy shit Mark was happy, that was a new concept, Mark was hardly ever happy but he was, he was smiling, he felt good. Kane was his brother! The one person that made Mark happy was his full brother, and the best thing was that neither him nor Kane had any sort of family bond with Paul Bearer, and that it would be okay to destroy Paul at "Rebellion".
"Thank you." Mark said politely before he hung up, he put the phone back down on the ground.
Mark looked at Kane who was still staring at the wall, Mark walked over to the bed and stood in front of Kane, he stared into Kane's deep eyes, and for the first time since he was a little boy he saw the innocence Kane held in those eyes. Purity and innocence were held in those deep and thoughtful eyes, the same innocence Kane held before the fire was still there; Mark had thought that innocence had been torn away from Kane considering everything that he had been through but then Kane shocked him again by showing him that he still held that innocence. Kane was always surprising him, like how Kane could say no words but speak to him louder then words; Kane was always doing that sort of thing, Kane could reach places inside Mark's heart and body that no one else could, Kane could see into the depths of Mark's soul without even trying, at first it had proved to be REALLY aggravating, but then Mark got accustomed to the way when Kane thought no one else was looking, he would just stare at him, with a pondering look in his eyes, his head tilting to the side.
No one understood Kane, Mark did, it took many years to understand Kane but he finally did. People called Kane stupid and a monster, they said that Kane had no heart, but they didn't have any idea how far away they were from the truth. Kane was brilliant, he just didn't waste his intelligence on trying to prove something to people, he didn't need to impress anybody. Kane was nowhere near a monster, sure he could kick some major ass, but deep down, he had the biggest heart, that huge, caring heart of his heart always getting the better of him. But even though Kane had a huge heart, he was not weak, he had his fragile moments, but he wasn't the weakling everybody said he was, Kane was incredibly strong, but some things just affected him more then others.
"Kane," Mark said, in such a soft tone that he was surprised that it was his voice speaking. "Kane," Mark repeated himself, he needed Kane to come back to him. "I have something to tell you." Mark said, kneeling in front of Kane, so he was in eye level with his little brother.
Silence.
"It's important Kane and I need you to be here with me, can you hear me Kane?" Mark's eyebrows knitted in determination to reach to Kane.
More silence. Either Kane was listening to him but wasn't replying, or Kane was so far gone from reality that he was trapped in some sort of trance, Mark just hoped that it wasn't the latter.
"Don't you dare pull this shit with me." Mark said, finally getting an angry tone in his voice; He was done with being careful and caring, that was obviously wasn't getting him anywhere. "Did you hear me? I said don't try playing this shit with me!" Mark raised his voice, staring straight into Kane's eyes, not daring to back down, although the look in Kane's eyes was quite intimidating.
Hah! The Undertaker was intimidated, god knows that all the WWF superstars on the roster would be laughing their asses off if they ever found out. There was just something about Kane's icy but innocent look that intimidated him, he felt the urge to turn away, as if Kane would see something he didn't want him to see.
"I know that you can hear me." A few strands of Mark's copper red hair fell into his eyes, he brought his hand up and pushed the shiny red hairs out of his eyes, and noticed the change in Kane's eyes, the innocent look was gone and was replaced by a scared look.
But the fear that was in Kane's eyes weren't because of Mark; the fear was at something else, Mark couldn't put his finger on it; Mark hadn't seen Kane like this since they were little children. Kane would get a scared look in his eyes when Mark would speak of Paul Bearer. Yes at one time they had been children; two little boys facing the world together, Mark smirked at the memories of him and Kane. How Mark and Kane stayed up talking, how Mark would always fall asleep to the sound of Kane's voice telling him a story full of magic and suspense and intrigue. Kane had always loved to tell stories, he loved to make up something and bring it to alive, like a creation, Kane was great at that. Mark was the one that had his feet planted on the ground, but late at night, Mark would listen to those wonderful stories, and he would smile in his sleep at the bright glow on Kane's face. But of course the next day Mark would get punished and yelled at by Paul by showing emotion, human emotion, but Mark would take the punishment happily because he knew that no matter what he would always have Kane at the end of the night.
He would always have Kane.
That was true, no matter how much pain they created for each other, Mark always had Kane, no not under his control, he just had Kane. It was a great feeling to know that he had someone like Kane tied to him forever, Kane was everything Mark knew he would be.
"Damn it Kane!" Mark screamed. "I don't want to lose you! Not now, not just when I finally got you!" The words had spilled out of Mark's mouth before he could stop them.
The words, though, seemed to pull Kane out of his trance, because he shifted in the bed and stared at Mark. "You got me?" Kane said quietly, so quietly Mark almost didn't hear Kane's question.
Mark nodded silently, not knowing what to say now, his outburst had shocked him, the thought of losing Kane and the feeling it brought shocked him as well. When did Kane become so damn important to him? When did he suddenly need to know that Kane would never leave? When did Mark become a REAL big brother?
"Mark?" Kane's voice was now the soft one; it had a questioning tone to it.
"We're full brothers." Mark finally said, he slowly smiled at Kane. "The results prove that we are full brothers, same mom and dad, 100% blood."
Kane tilted his head to the side, his eyes shining brightly. "We're full brothers."
Mark nodded. "Yeah Kane we are, there's nothing holding us from being a family now."
Kane continued to tilt his head, his eyes shining as bright as they ever had before... Family. He finally had a family, after all the years of torment and ridicule Kane finally had a family to call his own, and it just happened to be the family he always thought he had. Mark was his family, Kane finally had a family to call his own, so now the next time Kurt Angle asked him how he was going to spend his thanksgiving Kane could say "I'm going to spend it with my family."
"Family." Kane repeated, as if he never knew what the word was, and maybe he hadn't. Kane had never really knew the real meaning of family, well when he was a little boy he knew he had a mom and a dad and an older brother, and he knew that made up his family, but Paul took that away from him, and the meaning of family, so he was just learning the meaning all over again. Mark was his family and Paul wasn't.
Paul was NOT his family! Now Kane could think that without thinking he was in denial about something, he was relieved but then anger entered his body. Paul had LIED! For so many years he lied, saying that he was Kane's father, what did he get out of that lie? What was he given? Rewarded? Kane tried not to be evil and horrific like everybody thought he was, but what Paul had done to him, was horrible, and Kane never complained because Paul was his father. All the years of torture and torment, all the years of the isolation was for nothing! All the years Kane fought with Mark was for nothing! Absolutely nothing!
"What about Paul?" Kane finally asked, pulling himself out of his thoughts; He stared at Mark, who had a look of thought in his face, Mark shook his head and smirked.
"At Rebellion we kick his ass." Mark stated.
"But what about now? Rebellion is like 3 weeks away." Kane's voice had a pleading tone to it that Mark automatically realized, Kane wanted revenge now, Mark could understand that.
"We make his life like hell as much as we can before Rebellion." Mark stood up and grabbed his leather jacket.
"And for tonight?" Kane asked as he stood up and walked over to Mark.
"We're going to Oklahoma for Raw tonight." Mark grabbed his sunglasses.
"And?" Kane asked, needing all the details to their plan.
"We tell everybody in Oklahoma and all around the world that we are brothers, and then we kick Paul's ass."