Chapter 11 - Living on the Edge
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Backstage at the Smackdown tapings, Kane sat in the now empty locker room, well empty except for the presence of Matt and Jeff Hardy as they continued watching old Hell in the Cells. This time they were watching Mankind vs. Undertaker, and while Matt seemed quite worried, Jeff's eyes looked at it in amazement.
"Amazing...Mick survived that..." he said simply, while Matt looked at Jeff scratching his hair.
"Hey Jeff...are you okay?" Matt asked, looking at Jeff. He had this look in his eyes, the same look he had back at the Royal Rumble two years ago when Jeff preformed the swanton bomb to Bubba Ray Dudley through the table. The same look he had during the TLC matches. Only this time it was much more intense.
Jeff continued watching it, looking at replays of Mick Foley being thrown off of the Hell in the Cell by the Undertaker, then he snapped out of it and looked at Matt, smiling to him. "I'm fine bro, just amazed how much he could take."
That did little to confort Matt, who shook his head. "Well look, I have a match against Christian, so I'll be back soon okay?"
Jeff just nodded, watching the replays over and over, playing back the moments when Mick fell off the cell, and was chokeslammed through the cell.
Kane watched it too, admiring his brother as he threw Mick off of the cell. It was merciless, fluid, and brutal. And it was just what he would have to do at No Mercy. He looked at the pain on Micks face, and imagined throwing Triple H through the cell, watching the Game twist his face in pain, as he feels his ribs breaking.
Kane's eyes began to grow wide as he watched it, but Jeff was unaware of Kane's presence, locked into the fantasy of it all.
The Japanese Death Match...one of the most brutal matches in the history of wrestling. Kane envisioned it. The ropes replaced with Barb Wire. C4 explosives placed around the ring, with firebombs placed outside of the ring. Each corner was littered with barb wire boards, wrapped in it. There were no disqualifications, no count outs. Only submittions and pinfalls allowed. It was a match where only the toughest, cruellest, survived. The C-4 in the ring would go off when a wrestler is thrown on it. Not enough to kill, but enough to make the victim experience all sorts of new kinds of pain. The firebombs were set to go off after a certain time limit. If the match had not ended by that time limit, the explosives would go off, creating a blast that would shock and perhaps even burn those inside of it.
Accompanied by the Hell in the Cell tag team championship match between the Hardyz and the Dudleyz, No Mercy promised to be the most brutal World Wrestling Federation event ever.
And Kane was enjoying it. They were only a week away. Just two more tapings until destiny.
Kane heard a knock on the door to the locker room and opened it. Mick Foley appeared, and Kane just nodded. "Hey Kane, I just want you to know that your match tonight is against the Road Dogg, hardcore matchup."
Kane nodded. "So Triple H will likely be interfering in this one?"
Foley shrugged. "So will Austin and the Rock probably. But the Road Dogg personally requested the matchup for some reason. But hey, a match is a match right?" Foley shut the door and Kane just chuckled cruelly.
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Austin paced back and forth in his locker room, and he heard a knock on the door. He sneered, putting on his Red and Black 'Bionic Redneck' vest, growling. "Come in if you want to get your ass kicked!"
The door opened, and in stood Rhyno, who smiled at Austin. "How are you doing? Good job against Kane last week!"
Austin just nodded, looking at him. "Are you gonna close the door or what?" He yelled out. Rhyno just nodded and shut the door, looking at him.
"Look, I want to work with you. You should still be the Champion, and I want Jericho."
"What?" Austin yelled, and Rhyno just smiled.
"I want in the main event. So I want to join with you in taking out Chris Jericho!" Rhyno said, a cruel look in his eyes, but Austin just scratched his bald head.
"What do you mean? It's a japanese death match! What? I said it's a Japanese death match, and it ain't called a Japanese Death Match for nothing boy! But that doesn't matter, because I'm gonna kick Triple H's ass, I'm gonna kick Kane's ass, and I'm gonna kick the Rocks ass!" He yelled, but then a sadistic smile formed on his face. "But I do need a tag partner for tonight against Triple H and Michaels, so if I help you take out Jericho, will yo ube my tag partner? I want you to gore that son of a bitch in the back and cripple him for good. What?"
Rhyno just smiled sadistically, a crazy look in his eyes. "I'll do just that...heh heh."
"Now when you go in there, I want you to nail Jericho. GORE GORE GORE... WHAT?" Austin yelled, and Rhyno just smiled cruelly, a bit of drool escaping from his lips. "Gore..." And Rhyno walked off, exiting the locker room.
He looked himself in the mirror, laughing. "Austin my boy, you are one clever son of a bitch."
But his reflection then just laughed and looked at him. 'You are nothing but a chicken shit!'
"SHUT UP!!!!" Austin yelled and smashed the mirror.
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The countdown for Y2J began, as Chris Jericho walked towards the ring with a microphone in his hand. He had a lot to get off of his chest. Rumors were going abound about him now, concerning the main event at No Mercy. But he was sick of the criticizm. He was going to set the people straight.
"You know..." He began. "A lot of people are calling me the underdog in this match, and I can't blame them. After all, Y2J, has never fought in a match like this in the World Wrestling Federation. I have never been in such a deadly event, such as the Japanese Death Match. But there's a difference right now, between Y2J and the opposition. Unlike Triple H, I don't rely on cheap shots with a sledge to od my dirty work. And unlike Michaels, I don't have a death wish, wrestling in a match like that after recovering from an injury. And unlike Austin, I, Chris Jericho...can beat people on my own. And unlike the Rock, I don't need an eyebrow or an elbowdrop to beat people. And unlike Kane, I can make a point without taking out half of the roster."
"What Y2J CAN do, is entertain these Jerichoholics more than anyone has before! And I know all of my Jerichoholics want me to win, but you know what? I don't care. Because right now this is a chance just to get in there, and beat the living hell out of a few assclowns! And right now, Rock, you are at the top of the list."
After that, Rhyno came out of the crowd and ran towards Y2J. Y2J attacked him first, and they began a fistfight. Then the glass broke and Jericho frowned, knowing this was an ambush. That disctraction was just enough for Rhyno to gain some space between them and gore Jericho.
Rhyno smirked as Austin entered the ring, looking down at Jericho. He looked a bit different than last time, he had a sadistic look in his eye, but he wore his old 101 proof vest, which did not bother Rhyno one bit. Who cared what vest he wore. Austin nodded to him and pulled Jericho up, holding his arms, and holding Jericho. Rhyno nodded.
He took initiatve and ran out of the ring, grabbing a steel chair. Sliding back inside, he lifted the chair high above his head. "ready?" He asked.
Austin just nodded. "Oh hell yeah jackass!" And he threw Jericho down to the ground. Before Rhyno knew what was happening, he was kicked in the gut by Austin, which caused him to drop the chair. And then Austin gave him the stone cold stunner, knocking Rhyno down to the ground and out of the ring.
Austin snickered as his music began to play, and he looked down to Jericho, and then he helped him up. Austin looked to a man outside of the ring and gestured for him to throw beer into the ring. The crowd was confused, and so was Chris Jericho.
Austin opened up a beer and handed it to Y2J, who accepted it, still confused. Austin gestured for the man to bring him another beer. Catching it in his hands after the man threw it, Austin opened it, and then looked to Jericho, and then he smashed his beer against Jericho's, toasting him. And then he began to drink, pouring the beer all down his mouth, all over himself.
Jericho began to drink the beer as well and the music hit again, and the crowd went wild! Austin walked towards the turnbuckle, and began to salute the crowd, drinking and covering himself in beer.
Then suddenly, he stopped and looked down to the ground. He looked at himself, his eyes seemingly changed. He was puzzled as to why he was in the ring, and why Rhyno was on the ground outside of the ring. Then he looked at his own vest, seeing the black and white '101 proof vest'. His eyes widened and he quickly threw the beers down and took off the vest, throwing it down onto the mat. He looked down at it, his eyes showing something never before seen in the eyes of the rattlesnake...fear.
And then he left the ring, walking to the back.
Now everyone was confused.
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Triple H watched as the events unfolded in front of his own very eyes, as Austin seemed to undergo a personality change. "What the hell? That's rediculous!"
Michaels shrugged as he began to work on some bench presses. "Whatever Trips. It's like Foley said, once we enter this match, I'm includedi nthe match. Then I'm bound to win the WWF championship. And if it's against the old Austin, so what? I could use a good workout before we go after the Rock and Kane." Michaels said.
Hunter just looked at him and nodded, hiding his seething hatred for being called Trips. Michaels always called him Trips back in DX.
"Anyway, back to my plan." Michaels said. Triple H raised an eyebrow. Suddenly it was HIS plan?
Michaels continued. "So when we get the Road Dogg in there against Kane, you and I come out. We quickly triple team him, I hit him with Sweet Chin Music, boom, Dogg wins."
Triple H just sat there, listening. The origional plan was for Michaels to distract Kane as Triple H nails him with the sledgehammer again. But Michaels was obviously trying to change the plan, become the leader again.
Michaels continued on with his plan, but old feelings of jealousy began to fill Triple H's soul. Michaels was always the center of attention, the talk of the crowd. His ego was bigger than the combined ego of the entire WWF roster, but when he needed help, Michaels was there. Michaels taught him so much. The biggest thing he was taught was seeing his mistakes. Triple H knew Michaels thought he was invincible. Triple H saw that as his downfall. Michaels thought Austin couldn't beat him, and went after him with a half assed plan, using Tyson as a special guest enforcer, not knowing that Austin was in kahoots with Tyson all along. Triple H was always suspicious of Tyson, but he would have planned better.
Triple H himself never shared the illusion he was invincible. Sure he acted like it all the time, but Triple H knew he could be beaten. Anyone could be beaten. The trick was outsmarting your enemy, and exploiting his weaknesses.
Just like he would do to Kane. But for right now, he needed Michaels.
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Kane stood at the curtain, looking out towards the ring. He had a minute left before he had to make his way down for his match. He was certain that there would be attempted interferance. But he could handle it. He learned his lesson. He couldn't let himself get distracted.
He had managed to calm himself down after defeating Stiner. After crushing Steiner, he felt much of his hate dissapate. He still ahd much more, and he had plans for Austin and Triple H.
But that would ahve to wait.
Kane felt a tap on his shoulder, and he turned around, looking at Tori. "Hey." He said, looking at her. She was looking more beautiful than ever, especially that look in her eyes when she looked up at him.
There was an awkward silence between the two of them, as moments passed by. They both just kept looking at each other, mixed emotions going through their heads.
They rememebered one night together, when Tori fell in love with Kane. That one night. Kane had followed her as they walked along a natural park, it was winter. Snow had covered the grounds, and it had seemed like all of the inhabitants had left them alone. Snow slowly fell over them, and they didn't speak. They never really had to. They had just found each other, two lost souls who had endured torment over the years. And Kane was just beginning to learn how to use his vocal chords, which had finally healed.
Tori herself was never quite stable, an abusive childhood making her parranoid and distrusting. Manipulative. Kane could relate to her in ways.
But it had stayed as a friendship, until that one moment. After walking along a trail, they heard a weak squeal. As they turned around, a wounded rabbit hopped along the snow, it's blood trailing behind it. It finally collapsed, and emerging from a bush, came a large wolf.
It stalked the rabbit, and as it was about to pounce, Kane stepped in front of the rabbit and went down on one knee, just staring the wolf in the eyes. Kane did not speak to it, and the wolf had not spoken back. They just simply stared at each other as Tori looked on. After what seemed like forever, Kane tilted his head and stood up, looking down at the wolf. The wolf looked up at him, and backed off slowly. Then it turned around and ran away.
Kane then picked up the rabbit and took it to his cabin, and using his first aid kid, he spent the next day nursing it back to health.
That night, as Tori watched Kane taking care of the animal, she began to fall in love with Kane. How could he, after all that has happened to him, after all of the betrayal, care about a rabbit? But he did, and that rabbit would heal compleatly after a few days.
She walked towards kane, and she kissed his forhead. And that's how it began.
She could not have predicted how it would end. Being manipulated, being hurt by X-Pac, and then being manipulated into falling in love with him instead of Kane. Her biggest regret.
A technician tapped Kane in the shoulder, and Kane nodded. He looked at Tori, and then tilted his head towards her for a few seconds, before speaking. "match time."
He turned around and walked towards the exit towards the ring, when Tori spoke to him. "Good luck."
Kane stopped in his tracks for a few moments, then he moved on.
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Watching from the back, the Road Dogg smiled as he watched Kane leave. He knew Triple H's plan. Tori had to be his weakness! It had to be. Well he had information that would hurt Kane more than anything. It had to work.
Hearing his cue, he ran out towards the ring, past the curtain, hearing hte hiss of boo's coming from the audience. But it didn't matter. This time, the Road Dogg would be the victor.
or so he thought.
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As the Road Dogg entered the ring, Kane ran towards him and gave him a big boot to the face, knocking the Road Dogg out of the ring. Kane smirked under the mask as the Road Dogg landed on his back, slowly getting up. Dazed.
Kane stepped over the top rope and hopped down to the mat. The Road Dogg attempted an uppercut to Kane's stomach, but Kane didn't feel a thing. The Road Dogg was starting to panic slightly, not expecting Kane to get this aggressive this early. Kane simply shoved the Road Dogg back and then approached him, picking up the steel steps, and throwing them into the ring. The Road Dogg then ran into the ring and picked up the steps, daring Kane to enter.
Kane obliged, sliding into the ring. The Road Dogg attempted to nail Kane over the head with the stairs, but Kane simply grabbed them and pushed them into the head of the Road Dogg, knocking him back into the corner. Kane then grabbed him by the throat, and lifted him above his head, throwing him accross the ring. The Road Dogg's body bounced off of the canvas, and the Road Dogg rolled out of the ring. He ran towards the Titantron, and Kane exited the ring, running towards the Road Dogg.
Kane ran towards him, only to see Triple H and Shawn Michaels exit the titantron and run towards him. Michaels attempted the sweet chin music, but Kane knew it was coming and grabbed michael's leg, throwing him down to the mat.
Triple H cursed and attempted to swing at Kane with the sledge, but Kane simply grabbed it and threw it to the ground. But it was a distraction as Triple H pulled off a leaping knee to the face, nailing Kane and throwing him to the ground. Triple H srirked and picked up the sledge again, but then the sound of glass shattering filled the arena.
Triple H turned around, and he saw Austin running towards him. He prepared to slug it out, but then he saw Michaels attempting sweet chin music to Austin. Austin ducked and Triple H was hit, and was sent flying to the ground, unconscious. Austin then took the opportunity to give Michaels the stunner. Michaels blacked out, his own body flying onto the ground, knocking him unconscious.
Then Austin felt the familiar sensation of a chairshot, as the Road Dogg hit him on the head, knocking him down. Then the Road Dogg nailed Kane on the head with the chair, knocking him down. He bent downwards and looked at Kane in the eyes as Kane lay there, seemingly unconscouis.
"You know the Tori X-pac Christmas story? Well let me tell you some additional details. While she was there, I was there too. We both tried to get the chick to play ball, but she didn't seem to want to budge. So, we called Triple H, and he gave us the idea of slipping some roofies into her water." He laughed, and then he smirked. "But we added some more drugs in there to make her succeptable to suggestion." He had figured that since the Tori X-Pac affair had destroyed Kane's spirit the first time, it would work this time. "So, after a night, we had our way with her, and slowly over the next few weeks, we 'convinced her' that she loved X-Pac. I'm telling ya man, best lame fuck I've ever had. How she loved a loser like you is weird. NOt like you are gonna know anyway. Sionara!" The Road Dogg lifted the chair over his head and looked down...
At Kane's open, angry, glaring eyes. Kane growled at him and stood right up. The Road Dogg immedietly knew he made a mistake and dropped the chair. Running towards the titantron and attempted escape, but he did not see the Rock who had just come out for the melee. The Rock gave him the Rock Bottom onto the stage. And then he turned around nad walked away.
Kane looked down at the Road Dogg who writhed in pain on the ground. The Road Dogg looked into Kane's eyes, and his eyes widened with fear. This was no longer the emotional man who he had seen talking to Tori. This was the man who almost crippled X-Pac...and was about tocripple him. The Road Dogg put his hands up, crying to Kane.
"Please man, I was just kidding around there."
But Kane didn't hear him, he could just hear Tori's screams in his head. He almost could sence the emotional trama that confused her. He simply lifted the chair above his head and looked down at the Road Dogg.
"You raped her." And with that, he brought the chair down on the head of the Road Dogg. "You raped her!" And he slammed the chair down onto the Road Dogg's head. "You raped her!!!" And he slammed it down again. Blood began to pour from the forhead of the Road Dogg, but Kane ignored it. "YOU RAPED HER!!!!" And then Kane repeatedly bashed the Road Dogg in the face with the chair, blood beginning to squirt out all over the stage, and all over Kane. The Road Dogg began to wimper, after each chairshot, more blood. His nose was smashed and his teeth were knocked out, and Kane smashed his head again, fracturing his skull.
Kane then threw the bloody chair aside and began to stomp on the Road Dogg for what seemed like minutes, bruatlly attacking him, crushing his entire rib cage. Then Kane picked the Road Dogg up and chokeslammed him on the stage. Then he picked him up and powerbombed him. Then he powerbombed the Road Dogg again. Then Kane picked him up and dragged his limp body towards the stage. He looked down, and then looked up. He then picked up the road dogg, and put him in the position for the last ride.
"DIE!" Kane yelled and then he gave the Road Dogg the last ride off the stage, through two tables.
The Road Dogg's prone body lay there, twitching, blood pouring all over the place as medics began to rush towards him.
The Road Dog would live...his spine severed. He was blinded now in one eye, and he would never gain his ability to walk again.
But Kane didn't care. He could envision what happened to Tori in his head, and as he looked down at the Road Dogg, he thought of one man who was responsible for it. "Triple H..." He turned around, but Hunter Hearst Helmsley was allready gone.
All that was left was a burning destire for revenge.
Kane would have No Mercy on Triple H...or anyone else for that matter.
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Backstage at the Smackdown tapings, Kane sat in the now empty locker room, well empty except for the presence of Matt and Jeff Hardy as they continued watching old Hell in the Cells. This time they were watching Mankind vs. Undertaker, and while Matt seemed quite worried, Jeff's eyes looked at it in amazement.
"Amazing...Mick survived that..." he said simply, while Matt looked at Jeff scratching his hair.
"Hey Jeff...are you okay?" Matt asked, looking at Jeff. He had this look in his eyes, the same look he had back at the Royal Rumble two years ago when Jeff preformed the swanton bomb to Bubba Ray Dudley through the table. The same look he had during the TLC matches. Only this time it was much more intense.
Jeff continued watching it, looking at replays of Mick Foley being thrown off of the Hell in the Cell by the Undertaker, then he snapped out of it and looked at Matt, smiling to him. "I'm fine bro, just amazed how much he could take."
That did little to confort Matt, who shook his head. "Well look, I have a match against Christian, so I'll be back soon okay?"
Jeff just nodded, watching the replays over and over, playing back the moments when Mick fell off the cell, and was chokeslammed through the cell.
Kane watched it too, admiring his brother as he threw Mick off of the cell. It was merciless, fluid, and brutal. And it was just what he would have to do at No Mercy. He looked at the pain on Micks face, and imagined throwing Triple H through the cell, watching the Game twist his face in pain, as he feels his ribs breaking.
Kane's eyes began to grow wide as he watched it, but Jeff was unaware of Kane's presence, locked into the fantasy of it all.
The Japanese Death Match...one of the most brutal matches in the history of wrestling. Kane envisioned it. The ropes replaced with Barb Wire. C4 explosives placed around the ring, with firebombs placed outside of the ring. Each corner was littered with barb wire boards, wrapped in it. There were no disqualifications, no count outs. Only submittions and pinfalls allowed. It was a match where only the toughest, cruellest, survived. The C-4 in the ring would go off when a wrestler is thrown on it. Not enough to kill, but enough to make the victim experience all sorts of new kinds of pain. The firebombs were set to go off after a certain time limit. If the match had not ended by that time limit, the explosives would go off, creating a blast that would shock and perhaps even burn those inside of it.
Accompanied by the Hell in the Cell tag team championship match between the Hardyz and the Dudleyz, No Mercy promised to be the most brutal World Wrestling Federation event ever.
And Kane was enjoying it. They were only a week away. Just two more tapings until destiny.
Kane heard a knock on the door to the locker room and opened it. Mick Foley appeared, and Kane just nodded. "Hey Kane, I just want you to know that your match tonight is against the Road Dogg, hardcore matchup."
Kane nodded. "So Triple H will likely be interfering in this one?"
Foley shrugged. "So will Austin and the Rock probably. But the Road Dogg personally requested the matchup for some reason. But hey, a match is a match right?" Foley shut the door and Kane just chuckled cruelly.
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Austin paced back and forth in his locker room, and he heard a knock on the door. He sneered, putting on his Red and Black 'Bionic Redneck' vest, growling. "Come in if you want to get your ass kicked!"
The door opened, and in stood Rhyno, who smiled at Austin. "How are you doing? Good job against Kane last week!"
Austin just nodded, looking at him. "Are you gonna close the door or what?" He yelled out. Rhyno just nodded and shut the door, looking at him.
"Look, I want to work with you. You should still be the Champion, and I want Jericho."
"What?" Austin yelled, and Rhyno just smiled.
"I want in the main event. So I want to join with you in taking out Chris Jericho!" Rhyno said, a cruel look in his eyes, but Austin just scratched his bald head.
"What do you mean? It's a japanese death match! What? I said it's a Japanese death match, and it ain't called a Japanese Death Match for nothing boy! But that doesn't matter, because I'm gonna kick Triple H's ass, I'm gonna kick Kane's ass, and I'm gonna kick the Rocks ass!" He yelled, but then a sadistic smile formed on his face. "But I do need a tag partner for tonight against Triple H and Michaels, so if I help you take out Jericho, will yo ube my tag partner? I want you to gore that son of a bitch in the back and cripple him for good. What?"
Rhyno just smiled sadistically, a crazy look in his eyes. "I'll do just that...heh heh."
"Now when you go in there, I want you to nail Jericho. GORE GORE GORE... WHAT?" Austin yelled, and Rhyno just smiled cruelly, a bit of drool escaping from his lips. "Gore..." And Rhyno walked off, exiting the locker room.
He looked himself in the mirror, laughing. "Austin my boy, you are one clever son of a bitch."
But his reflection then just laughed and looked at him. 'You are nothing but a chicken shit!'
"SHUT UP!!!!" Austin yelled and smashed the mirror.
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The countdown for Y2J began, as Chris Jericho walked towards the ring with a microphone in his hand. He had a lot to get off of his chest. Rumors were going abound about him now, concerning the main event at No Mercy. But he was sick of the criticizm. He was going to set the people straight.
"You know..." He began. "A lot of people are calling me the underdog in this match, and I can't blame them. After all, Y2J, has never fought in a match like this in the World Wrestling Federation. I have never been in such a deadly event, such as the Japanese Death Match. But there's a difference right now, between Y2J and the opposition. Unlike Triple H, I don't rely on cheap shots with a sledge to od my dirty work. And unlike Michaels, I don't have a death wish, wrestling in a match like that after recovering from an injury. And unlike Austin, I, Chris Jericho...can beat people on my own. And unlike the Rock, I don't need an eyebrow or an elbowdrop to beat people. And unlike Kane, I can make a point without taking out half of the roster."
"What Y2J CAN do, is entertain these Jerichoholics more than anyone has before! And I know all of my Jerichoholics want me to win, but you know what? I don't care. Because right now this is a chance just to get in there, and beat the living hell out of a few assclowns! And right now, Rock, you are at the top of the list."
After that, Rhyno came out of the crowd and ran towards Y2J. Y2J attacked him first, and they began a fistfight. Then the glass broke and Jericho frowned, knowing this was an ambush. That disctraction was just enough for Rhyno to gain some space between them and gore Jericho.
Rhyno smirked as Austin entered the ring, looking down at Jericho. He looked a bit different than last time, he had a sadistic look in his eye, but he wore his old 101 proof vest, which did not bother Rhyno one bit. Who cared what vest he wore. Austin nodded to him and pulled Jericho up, holding his arms, and holding Jericho. Rhyno nodded.
He took initiatve and ran out of the ring, grabbing a steel chair. Sliding back inside, he lifted the chair high above his head. "ready?" He asked.
Austin just nodded. "Oh hell yeah jackass!" And he threw Jericho down to the ground. Before Rhyno knew what was happening, he was kicked in the gut by Austin, which caused him to drop the chair. And then Austin gave him the stone cold stunner, knocking Rhyno down to the ground and out of the ring.
Austin snickered as his music began to play, and he looked down to Jericho, and then he helped him up. Austin looked to a man outside of the ring and gestured for him to throw beer into the ring. The crowd was confused, and so was Chris Jericho.
Austin opened up a beer and handed it to Y2J, who accepted it, still confused. Austin gestured for the man to bring him another beer. Catching it in his hands after the man threw it, Austin opened it, and then looked to Jericho, and then he smashed his beer against Jericho's, toasting him. And then he began to drink, pouring the beer all down his mouth, all over himself.
Jericho began to drink the beer as well and the music hit again, and the crowd went wild! Austin walked towards the turnbuckle, and began to salute the crowd, drinking and covering himself in beer.
Then suddenly, he stopped and looked down to the ground. He looked at himself, his eyes seemingly changed. He was puzzled as to why he was in the ring, and why Rhyno was on the ground outside of the ring. Then he looked at his own vest, seeing the black and white '101 proof vest'. His eyes widened and he quickly threw the beers down and took off the vest, throwing it down onto the mat. He looked down at it, his eyes showing something never before seen in the eyes of the rattlesnake...fear.
And then he left the ring, walking to the back.
Now everyone was confused.
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Triple H watched as the events unfolded in front of his own very eyes, as Austin seemed to undergo a personality change. "What the hell? That's rediculous!"
Michaels shrugged as he began to work on some bench presses. "Whatever Trips. It's like Foley said, once we enter this match, I'm includedi nthe match. Then I'm bound to win the WWF championship. And if it's against the old Austin, so what? I could use a good workout before we go after the Rock and Kane." Michaels said.
Hunter just looked at him and nodded, hiding his seething hatred for being called Trips. Michaels always called him Trips back in DX.
"Anyway, back to my plan." Michaels said. Triple H raised an eyebrow. Suddenly it was HIS plan?
Michaels continued. "So when we get the Road Dogg in there against Kane, you and I come out. We quickly triple team him, I hit him with Sweet Chin Music, boom, Dogg wins."
Triple H just sat there, listening. The origional plan was for Michaels to distract Kane as Triple H nails him with the sledgehammer again. But Michaels was obviously trying to change the plan, become the leader again.
Michaels continued on with his plan, but old feelings of jealousy began to fill Triple H's soul. Michaels was always the center of attention, the talk of the crowd. His ego was bigger than the combined ego of the entire WWF roster, but when he needed help, Michaels was there. Michaels taught him so much. The biggest thing he was taught was seeing his mistakes. Triple H knew Michaels thought he was invincible. Triple H saw that as his downfall. Michaels thought Austin couldn't beat him, and went after him with a half assed plan, using Tyson as a special guest enforcer, not knowing that Austin was in kahoots with Tyson all along. Triple H was always suspicious of Tyson, but he would have planned better.
Triple H himself never shared the illusion he was invincible. Sure he acted like it all the time, but Triple H knew he could be beaten. Anyone could be beaten. The trick was outsmarting your enemy, and exploiting his weaknesses.
Just like he would do to Kane. But for right now, he needed Michaels.
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Kane stood at the curtain, looking out towards the ring. He had a minute left before he had to make his way down for his match. He was certain that there would be attempted interferance. But he could handle it. He learned his lesson. He couldn't let himself get distracted.
He had managed to calm himself down after defeating Stiner. After crushing Steiner, he felt much of his hate dissapate. He still ahd much more, and he had plans for Austin and Triple H.
But that would ahve to wait.
Kane felt a tap on his shoulder, and he turned around, looking at Tori. "Hey." He said, looking at her. She was looking more beautiful than ever, especially that look in her eyes when she looked up at him.
There was an awkward silence between the two of them, as moments passed by. They both just kept looking at each other, mixed emotions going through their heads.
They rememebered one night together, when Tori fell in love with Kane. That one night. Kane had followed her as they walked along a natural park, it was winter. Snow had covered the grounds, and it had seemed like all of the inhabitants had left them alone. Snow slowly fell over them, and they didn't speak. They never really had to. They had just found each other, two lost souls who had endured torment over the years. And Kane was just beginning to learn how to use his vocal chords, which had finally healed.
Tori herself was never quite stable, an abusive childhood making her parranoid and distrusting. Manipulative. Kane could relate to her in ways.
But it had stayed as a friendship, until that one moment. After walking along a trail, they heard a weak squeal. As they turned around, a wounded rabbit hopped along the snow, it's blood trailing behind it. It finally collapsed, and emerging from a bush, came a large wolf.
It stalked the rabbit, and as it was about to pounce, Kane stepped in front of the rabbit and went down on one knee, just staring the wolf in the eyes. Kane did not speak to it, and the wolf had not spoken back. They just simply stared at each other as Tori looked on. After what seemed like forever, Kane tilted his head and stood up, looking down at the wolf. The wolf looked up at him, and backed off slowly. Then it turned around and ran away.
Kane then picked up the rabbit and took it to his cabin, and using his first aid kid, he spent the next day nursing it back to health.
That night, as Tori watched Kane taking care of the animal, she began to fall in love with Kane. How could he, after all that has happened to him, after all of the betrayal, care about a rabbit? But he did, and that rabbit would heal compleatly after a few days.
She walked towards kane, and she kissed his forhead. And that's how it began.
She could not have predicted how it would end. Being manipulated, being hurt by X-Pac, and then being manipulated into falling in love with him instead of Kane. Her biggest regret.
A technician tapped Kane in the shoulder, and Kane nodded. He looked at Tori, and then tilted his head towards her for a few seconds, before speaking. "match time."
He turned around and walked towards the exit towards the ring, when Tori spoke to him. "Good luck."
Kane stopped in his tracks for a few moments, then he moved on.
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Watching from the back, the Road Dogg smiled as he watched Kane leave. He knew Triple H's plan. Tori had to be his weakness! It had to be. Well he had information that would hurt Kane more than anything. It had to work.
Hearing his cue, he ran out towards the ring, past the curtain, hearing hte hiss of boo's coming from the audience. But it didn't matter. This time, the Road Dogg would be the victor.
or so he thought.
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As the Road Dogg entered the ring, Kane ran towards him and gave him a big boot to the face, knocking the Road Dogg out of the ring. Kane smirked under the mask as the Road Dogg landed on his back, slowly getting up. Dazed.
Kane stepped over the top rope and hopped down to the mat. The Road Dogg attempted an uppercut to Kane's stomach, but Kane didn't feel a thing. The Road Dogg was starting to panic slightly, not expecting Kane to get this aggressive this early. Kane simply shoved the Road Dogg back and then approached him, picking up the steel steps, and throwing them into the ring. The Road Dogg then ran into the ring and picked up the steps, daring Kane to enter.
Kane obliged, sliding into the ring. The Road Dogg attempted to nail Kane over the head with the stairs, but Kane simply grabbed them and pushed them into the head of the Road Dogg, knocking him back into the corner. Kane then grabbed him by the throat, and lifted him above his head, throwing him accross the ring. The Road Dogg's body bounced off of the canvas, and the Road Dogg rolled out of the ring. He ran towards the Titantron, and Kane exited the ring, running towards the Road Dogg.
Kane ran towards him, only to see Triple H and Shawn Michaels exit the titantron and run towards him. Michaels attempted the sweet chin music, but Kane knew it was coming and grabbed michael's leg, throwing him down to the mat.
Triple H cursed and attempted to swing at Kane with the sledge, but Kane simply grabbed it and threw it to the ground. But it was a distraction as Triple H pulled off a leaping knee to the face, nailing Kane and throwing him to the ground. Triple H srirked and picked up the sledge again, but then the sound of glass shattering filled the arena.
Triple H turned around, and he saw Austin running towards him. He prepared to slug it out, but then he saw Michaels attempting sweet chin music to Austin. Austin ducked and Triple H was hit, and was sent flying to the ground, unconscious. Austin then took the opportunity to give Michaels the stunner. Michaels blacked out, his own body flying onto the ground, knocking him unconscious.
Then Austin felt the familiar sensation of a chairshot, as the Road Dogg hit him on the head, knocking him down. Then the Road Dogg nailed Kane on the head with the chair, knocking him down. He bent downwards and looked at Kane in the eyes as Kane lay there, seemingly unconscouis.
"You know the Tori X-pac Christmas story? Well let me tell you some additional details. While she was there, I was there too. We both tried to get the chick to play ball, but she didn't seem to want to budge. So, we called Triple H, and he gave us the idea of slipping some roofies into her water." He laughed, and then he smirked. "But we added some more drugs in there to make her succeptable to suggestion." He had figured that since the Tori X-Pac affair had destroyed Kane's spirit the first time, it would work this time. "So, after a night, we had our way with her, and slowly over the next few weeks, we 'convinced her' that she loved X-Pac. I'm telling ya man, best lame fuck I've ever had. How she loved a loser like you is weird. NOt like you are gonna know anyway. Sionara!" The Road Dogg lifted the chair over his head and looked down...
At Kane's open, angry, glaring eyes. Kane growled at him and stood right up. The Road Dogg immedietly knew he made a mistake and dropped the chair. Running towards the titantron and attempted escape, but he did not see the Rock who had just come out for the melee. The Rock gave him the Rock Bottom onto the stage. And then he turned around nad walked away.
Kane looked down at the Road Dogg who writhed in pain on the ground. The Road Dogg looked into Kane's eyes, and his eyes widened with fear. This was no longer the emotional man who he had seen talking to Tori. This was the man who almost crippled X-Pac...and was about tocripple him. The Road Dogg put his hands up, crying to Kane.
"Please man, I was just kidding around there."
But Kane didn't hear him, he could just hear Tori's screams in his head. He almost could sence the emotional trama that confused her. He simply lifted the chair above his head and looked down at the Road Dogg.
"You raped her." And with that, he brought the chair down on the head of the Road Dogg. "You raped her!" And he slammed the chair down onto the Road Dogg's head. "You raped her!!!" And he slammed it down again. Blood began to pour from the forhead of the Road Dogg, but Kane ignored it. "YOU RAPED HER!!!!" And then Kane repeatedly bashed the Road Dogg in the face with the chair, blood beginning to squirt out all over the stage, and all over Kane. The Road Dogg began to wimper, after each chairshot, more blood. His nose was smashed and his teeth were knocked out, and Kane smashed his head again, fracturing his skull.
Kane then threw the bloody chair aside and began to stomp on the Road Dogg for what seemed like minutes, bruatlly attacking him, crushing his entire rib cage. Then Kane picked the Road Dogg up and chokeslammed him on the stage. Then he picked him up and powerbombed him. Then he powerbombed the Road Dogg again. Then Kane picked him up and dragged his limp body towards the stage. He looked down, and then looked up. He then picked up the road dogg, and put him in the position for the last ride.
"DIE!" Kane yelled and then he gave the Road Dogg the last ride off the stage, through two tables.
The Road Dogg's prone body lay there, twitching, blood pouring all over the place as medics began to rush towards him.
The Road Dog would live...his spine severed. He was blinded now in one eye, and he would never gain his ability to walk again.
But Kane didn't care. He could envision what happened to Tori in his head, and as he looked down at the Road Dogg, he thought of one man who was responsible for it. "Triple H..." He turned around, but Hunter Hearst Helmsley was allready gone.
All that was left was a burning destire for revenge.
Kane would have No Mercy on Triple H...or anyone else for that matter.