khgsfs I don't know how to live trough this hell
Woken up, I'm still locked in this shell
Frozen soul, frozen down to the core
Break the ice, I can't take anymore

Freezing
Can't move at all
Screaming
Can't hear my call
I am dying to live
Cry out
I'm trapped under the ice

Crystallized, as I lay here and rest
Eyes of glass stare directly at death
From deep sleep I have broken away
No one knows, no one hears what I say

Freezing
Can't move at all
Screaming
Can't hear my call
I am dying to live
Cry out
I'm trapped under the ice

Scream from my soul
Fate, mystified
Hell, forever more
No release from my cryonic state
What is this? I've been stricken by fate
Wrapped up tight, cannot move, can't break free
Hand of doom has a tight grip on me

Freezing
Can't move at all
Screaming
Can't hear my call
I am dying to live
Cry out
I'm trapped under the ice

-Metallica "Ride The Lightening"

70.... 80... 90... Mark pushed his foot down on the gas making the black pickup truck go even faster, the only thoughts in his mind was to get to the RAW arena as fast as he could. He could hear the faint lyrics of a Metallica song rumbling out the truck's stero. Mark pulled the big pickup truck to a stop as he waited for the red light to turn green, Mark turned to Kane who had a thoughtful look on his face.

"What are you think about little brother?" Mark asked tapping his fingers along the rim of the steering wheel along with Metallica's 'Ride The Lightening'. Little brother. How many times had he said that automatically without even thinking about what it really meant?

Kane stared at Mark through the confines of his mask, Kane was in regular street clothes but yet he still had the mask on, he always had the mask, he never, well hardly never didn't have the mask on. The mask was a part of him now, it hid his scars but yet made him feel at home, the mask made him feel safe. "Paul," Kane started, knowing that he had Mark's attention now. "He lied to us all these years, he made me believe these things about you..."

"What things?" Mark cut Kane off, and sped off down the busy road, once the light turned green.

"That you thought I was a freak like everyone else did, that you thought I was a monster, and that you never loved me and that he was the only one that loved me truly." Kane replied, feeling a little bad for saying it, feeling even worse for believing it all those years ago.

"He what?" Mark growled underneath his breath as he turned a corner. "How dare that little fat..." Mark didn't bother to finish his statement, he sped around a corner, making the car squeal, leaving the scent of burning rubber behind them. When they had been younger, right after their mother had died, Paul would take Kane down to the basement and stay down there with him; Mark had always wondered what they were talking about but didn't dare to eavesdrop knowing Paul would throw a fit.

"His pain has to be good." Kane said, looking out the window, they were only a few miles away from the RAW arena, they had been in this arena before, a year ago, he remembered it. "It has to be interminable, it has to be endless."

Mark nodded, instantly recognizing the anger in Kane's usual deep voice, Kane had every right to be angry. For almost all their lives him and Kane had been lied to, Paul had taken advantage of their youth and created a lie that was too easy to believe, Paul had created a war between them, a war that took too long to end. A war that should have never begun, they were brothers, they shouldn't have been fighting... not as close as they had been. Paul had influenced Mark to kill Lillian, Paul had influenced... no forced... Mark to kill their father, Paul had made Mark's life cold and unforgiving and full of hate, Paul had made sure those scars were as bad as they could be on Kane's face; Paul wouldn't take Kane to a hospital, he just stuck him in the basement and ignored the screams of pain, which eventually stopped, the tears would never come out of Kane's eyes again, the silence came deafening by the moment, and Mark knew that he was losing Kane. Paul toyed with Mark and Kane, he made them destroy each other, he made them out to be monsters... but in the end he brought them back together. "It will be."

"We're here." Kane said, turning to Mark, he pointed to the RAW arena they were about to pass up. Mark was in deep thought which never proved to be good, Mark had something spinning in his head and Kane knew by experience that ALWAYS meant trouble; But this time, the trouble would be aimed at Paul, and that was a good thing, a VERY good thing.

"Shit!" Mark hissed, bringing the car to an immediate stop, he reversed the car to the entrance of the RAW arena, he parked the car, he turned to Kane after he turned the car off. "Ready?" Mark didn't wait for an answer, he jumped out of the car, and waited for Kane.

"I'm ready." Kane said, following Mark to the entrance of the RAW arena, Kane could see that Mark was upset; He could tell from Mark's body language... no Mark wasn't upset, he was pissed.

Mark looked over his shoulder at Kane, Mark arched his eyebrow at Kane and then turned around, focusing his eyes to the hallway in front of him. Mark pushed past some of the crew people and some other unknown people trying to get him and Kane to the ring.

"Here we go." Mark said to Kane as they walked down the titantron with Mark's theme song playing behind them.

Kane got into the ring first, he paced back and forth, looking at the crowd silently while he waited for Mark to climb into the ring. Mark looked at Kane and said something which Kane nodded to; Mark shook his head and slid into the ring, standing next to Kane.

Mark walked over to the corner of the ring and grabbed a microphone, he shot the crewman a look before walking back over to Kane with the microphone in his hand. "In prior to Paul Bearer's last appearance in the WWF with him telling me and Kane that we were full brothers and not the half brothers I thought we were, me and Kane took some time off away from the WWF..." Mark looked up from his microphone and glanced over at Kane who was pacing back and forth in the ring. "We took time off to find out the truth behind Paul's statement, in which brought us to the conclusion to take a blood test." Mark pulled out a manilla envelope from his jacket pocket. "I hold the results of the bloodtest in my hands right now. This piece of paper---" Mark pulled out a piece of paper out of the manilla envelope. "Declares that me and Kane are full brothers."

Mark lowered the microphone and turned to Kane, yelling something at him over the loud roaring of the crowd and the comments from JR and Michael Cole. Kane turned to Mark and stared into his eyes for a long time, finally grabbing the microphone from Mark's hand, bringing it up to the mouth of his mask.

"Me and Mark dare you to come out here Paul, we dare you to face us." Kane grumbled into the microphone.

Mark grabbed the microphone from Kane and walked over to the ropes, and leaned over them, glaring. "You lied to me and Kane for years, and like I have said a million times... try me I'll make you famous, mess with my family I'll hurt you... and you have hurt my family for way too many years, and now it's payback time. Paul I know you're back there, lingering backstage, scared shitless of what I am going to do to you... and you have every right to be scared, because messing with The Undertaker is bad enough, but now you're messing with big brother and he's even more of a badass. So Paul bring your fat ass out here and face me like a man.... face us like a man." Mark stared over the rings waiting to see if Paul would come out.

Kane walked over to Mark and whispered something in his ear, when Paul's theme music came on, thundering through the RAW arena.

Paul walked slowly down the titantron, with beads of sweat falling down his face; Paul walked all the way up to the edge of the arena but then stopped, he pulled out a microphone and spoke into it. "I'm here, what do you two boys have to say to me?"

Mark grinned evily, breathing deeply into the microphone, staring into Paul's eyes, not letting go of his hold on Paul's eyes. "What do we have to tell you? How about what I have to tell you? I am challenging you to a match on Rebellion. You accept?" Mark arched his eyebrows up in questioning.

Paul stared back at Mark, making sure to remember how to run in case Mark and Kane jumped out of the ring and tried to attack him. He knew it was a stupid thing coming out and facing the so-called brothers of destruction, those two were one of the most powerful teams he had ever seen on television, but there was no way in hell he was going to let Mark and Kane think he was a chicken and afraid of them. "Do I accept?"

Kane grabbed the microphone from Mark. "That is what my brother asked you, and if you know what is best for you, you better answer him." Kane growled, and started to climb over the edge of the ring.

Paul staggered back, trying to stay away from Kane.

Mark laughed grabbing Kane by the arm. "Calm down Kane, so do you accept Paul? And you better accept or I might have to let Kane kick your ass, like he wants to." Mark smirked.

Paul nodded, he coughed into the microphone. "Mark I'll see you at Rebellion, and I will the be the one that wins."

Mark laughed huskily into the microphone. "I doubt that, see you at Rebellion, Paul."

Mark let go of Kane's arm and they both chased after Paul, who had disappeared backstage. Mark turned to Kane and watched Kane's pyro go off, he then listened to his own theme music explode into the arena.

----

JR sat at the announcer table, watching Mark and Kane walk away and disappear backstage; JR turned to Michael Cole, shaking his head. "Well it looks like we have our first match for "Rebellion", it will be The Undertaker versus Paul Bearer in a as of now, unknown match."

Michael Cole nodded. "But this isn't any match, this is a match that is damn sheer personal. Paul Bearer has lied to Kane and The Undertaker for almost all their lives, and now it's time for The Undertaker to get his revenge."

"And we have all seen how far The Undertaker will go for revenge, how far will he go on Rebellion? How much pain will Paul Bearer have to endure for his lies?" JR asked, adding to the conversation.

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Mark watched JR and Michael Cole comment back and forth on RAW, he shook his head and turned to Kane who was just walking out of the shower. "So Kane, chain match? Hardcore match? No holds barred? Got any ideas?"

Kane grabbed a regular t-shirt and pulled it over his head, he turned to Mark and shrugged. "Something I can interfere in." Kane grabbed a pair of pants and changed in the bathroom.

"Then no holds barred match... this is going to be great." Mark said as Kane walked back into the locker-room, fully clothed now.

Kane nodded and sat down on his bed, combing his hair; Truth be told, Kane was more ready for this match then anyone else could ever be, Kane wanted revenge... he wanted revenge on Paul more then anything, and on "Rebellion" he would finally get it. Kane hadn't told Mark what he had in mind for Paul, and he wasn't going to, Mark would just have to wait and see what he did.

"Yeah it is..." Kane said with a dark tone to his voice.