Title: The Road to My Brother

Rating: It's only a PG right now for language but trust me it will be an R by the time I get done with it. Or even before I get done with it.

Disclaimer: I hate writing this but here it goes. I own nothing or no one so go ahead and sue if you want me to make your life a living hell. I mean I could always live with you instead of my children. I wish I could own the wrestlers but I can't because my Lizard won't let me. So all I will own is original characters.

Summary: This story is starting right after tonight's Raw. Monday July 21, 2003. But where I will take it you will have to read to find out. I mean I could go the way of saving his brother or I could go the way of turning his brother dark. Only I know. Well that is for now till I get it going and you get to read it.

Author Notes: Please Read and Review let me know what you think of this one Please. It's a little different then what I usually write but I hope people will like it. It will mostly take on a life of it's own if I let it. Should I let it or should I dump it. Please let me know.

Chapter One

* Okay they wanted me here and here I am. I am even sorer then I was when they called and told me that a car was on its way. I had to rush to the airport to wait an hour and a half before they would let us board. I hate this shit. Then I had to wait another forty-five minutes on the runway before the plane even made it into the air. In the air shit I couldn't believe it. You would think that at three in the morning the plane wouldn't be full or at least that everyone would be sleeping. Yeah right that what I figured but then with the way that the day went I was wrong. It was so full that both seats next to me were full. And behind me there were three little kids traveling without a parent. Shit. Two little boys of about the age of ten or twelve which I knew was going to make it a long flight. I think that they must have kicked my chair at least a dozen times. But even worst then that were that the third child was a little girl of about five. She was a cute little thing with pigtails and all. Trouble was that her brothers did nothing but makes fun of her and pick on her. I think she cried most of the way here. At one point I turned around and told then to knock the shit off. Trouble is that all I did was to scare her. Oh well and then of course when we landed they somehow lost my luggage. Which of course they told me that somehow they will find it and get it to me. Yeah right like I really believe that. Then the car that Vince sent for me ended up at the wrong gate and I ended up taking a cab. Now I get here and some hot shot cop tells me that they don't know if I can even see my brother. They have to wait till Vince gets here. I must have scared the cop though because he did say that he would call Vince and get him here right away. So it's almost dawn on Tuesday and I'm sitting in the front room of a home that my brother owns but that I have never even seen. It's nice but cold. Just like my brother and my relationship. Or at least the parts of it that we let the world see. I know that he is just up the stairs and to the right. As I can feel his pain. I know that he is awake but hurting. Hurting because he can't control what he is feeling. I know that he knows that I am here I can feel him calling to me yet isn't making a sound. Our soul and linked and always has been which is why even in that fire so many years ago I knew that he was alive. He wasn't supposed to be there. He was supposed to be safe. For that I am sorry. So sorry as I wouldn't have done anything in the world to hurt him. I was just trying to protect him. To stop the evil that our Parent wanted us to control, from hurting him, I had to stop it the only way that I knew how to protect him. I don't think that he remembers the hurt and the pain or the reason that I set that fire. But I do. I just wanted him safer then I had been at that age. But then if he did maybe he wouldn't hate me at times. Or maybe he.. Oh well what does thinking about the past really change. I mean shit every thinks are parents where good people. Right that why all the animals of the neighborhood ended up dead and in our backyard. Put then thinking about our Parents and the things that they were into is for another time. A time when I'm not so tried or for that fact worried about the pain that I can tell that he is in. And then there is Vince who I can feel pulling up into the driveway. I know that he expects me to use what ever I have too to control my little brother. I wonder if he truly remembers the power of it when I used it before. I wonder if he remembers how hard it was to control it. Do I even what to tap into it to see like Kane if I can control it or if it will control me. I mean after all the Dark Lord control all right. If they only knew how much the Darkness control me. Hell why do they think I was willing to quit if I didn't get away? To change the way the storyline was taking us. And now I can feel the Darkness as it is fighting to control my brother. A Darkness that if it takes over will take hell on earth to fight not to give in to so that I don't lose Kane or myself. A Darkness that will take over more then just Kane and myself. I feel frightened and yet I also feel energized too. I can almost feel Kane laughing as if he knows what I am feeling. But then I'm sure that my brother can. As for some reason I am just as sure that it might have been our destiny to once more be back here on the edge of Darkness. The place that so long ago I tried to keep away from Kane. And then when it found it's way to us so long ago and we fought losing sometimes and winning at others. Till the final battle when everyone thought that we the Brothers lost. If only they know that in all truth we won. It took a lot to wipe the Darkness from Kanes mind to help him control what he could remember. All of which they had to bring back because they wanted the monster back. The ones who could bring them ratings. They didn't care that there was more to him. More to the Darkness that would be his hell if he lost to that monster. And now they don't want the monster. The one that they brought back because it was what they needed. I told them not to do it. I should have stopped them to pull out what ever I had too. But I didn't want to have to fight the Darkness myself. To maybe lose myself as Kane is slowly losing himself. So I once again let him down. Once again I will fight for his soul and probably my own. So I stood back and watch knowing that they would be throwing it in my laps when they finally did it. I told him not to do it. Not to be forced to do what he so didn't want to. But .. Well I guess it doesn't matter why he did it because it is here and now it's my problem. I know he needs me and that I need him. To help him make that as right as I can and to make sure that no one hurt him ever again. Shit I am going up to see him even if Vince doesn't like it. Matter of fact fuck Vince he can wait for me because little brother I'm coming up. Shit I must have had one hell of a look on my face as Vince entered. He took one look at me and then at the guard who was standing at the bottom of the steps. He told him to let me go. Not that he was going to stop me if I really wanted to get there and damn if I didn't want to do just that. I took the stairs three at a time. As I reached the middle of the staircase I heard Vince call after me that he wanted to talk to me after I seen Kane. And that I should be careful. I also heard in his mind that it was all they could do to keep him. I'm not sure what he meant but also knew that it would take more power then I wanted to waste to make his mind tell me. I know that whatever it was that I would find out shortly. I reached the top of the stairs and was to the door in three steps. As I reached for the handle I stopped. Why? For two reasons I stopped where I was. One was because I was afraid. Afraid of what? The Darkness, The Hate, The Love, Hell maybe it was all or maybe it was none of those things. But I knew that before I could open that do that I had to draw on the power. The power of Darkness that once controls me as much as I controlled it. A power that I never wanted to taste again. But also a power that I knew that I would be tasting again. So I closed my eyes and gathered what I could to me. I heard Kane laugh and knew that we were going to be in for a fight of our life. *

Author Notes: Please Read and Review and let me know if this one is too strange. Or if it is making sense. What can I say it's about them as always.

Thanks.

Cat Lea

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