Disclaimer : Once again I Cat Lea owe nothing ok maybe my children. No I think that they own me. Also I know that the man of my dreams ( Not the one I live with will never read this. ) so I should be safe. But god I think that it would be great if he did. Because then he would know that I can write. Because I need a job. As long as he didn't sue.

Summary : Read if you wish. It might be a strange story but haven't you ever had something you just couldn't get out of your head?

Rating for this chapter : G

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His Soul - Chapter Four - God Make My Heart Stop Pounding - Can He Hear It?

I had watched and waited most of the night. Like I said before destiny make every one wait till it is ready for you. But anyway I guess that it must have been around ten when all of a sudden the Arena starts for fill with smoke and the lights start to dim and then turn purple as a haze filled the Arena. As this happened my heart started pounding in my chest as if it wanted out. As if it could live without my body. Everyone was watching the way that all of the other wrestlers had entered when all of a sudden I turned knowing he wasn't over there but was behind me. Entering for the curtain on the other side of the Arena. As I turned an looked he was there standing just slightly behind my seat as I was on an aisle. I was seeing him for the first time in person in a darken purple hazed Arena. He was a wrestler or was he? I knew he wasn't what the world though him to be. He was tall almost seven feet tall but looked even taller. He was also dark and somewhat evil or cynical looking. He wore mostly black with a small amount of royal purple, which almost looked a deeper shade of black at times. This added to the darkness around him. Most of the crowd of people were afraid to look at him because they could sense his evil but some how they had to look anyway. I know this as a fact because it was happening to me too. I needed to look and to have him look at me. I know that no one knew a lot about him as that is the way he wanted it. Because if you were there to steal soul would you want the world to know you. It was then as I was thinking about him that he turned then and looked at me. He turned to me before he could turn his eyes back into his head or turn them white by his magic. He did this ever night so that the whites were all that you could see of him. So that when you looked into his eyes all you could see were your own reflection staring back at you. But now back to what I was trying to tell you. When he turned toward me before changing his eyes I got to see what so few people have ever seen of him. I seen the green of calm that his eyes where and by letting me see this I also got to see into his soul. A soul, which he thought, was long gone. Taken from him as a young boy by a cruel man who had no soul himself and was born without one. A man that I knew some day soon he would have to fight if he was ever going to have a soul again. It was a that moment in time that he was able to steal my heart. It was also then that I stolen his. It was also a that moment that he knew I would give my soul to him willingly to save him if he needed it. I offered him my body and soul all in just that moment. In just that one look that took just seconds before he turned his eyes white and walked away from me. I knew that in my heart as he knew in his that we would meet again soon because he would come looking for me. One night in the darkness between dusk and dawn I would be his for the taking. I knew right then that he would own me as no other had or that I had sworn to myself no other would. For he was none other then The Lord of Darkness and of the night. And I, I am none other then the woman who could save his soul if I could stop him for taking mine first. Destiny had struck and now I had a future but could I control it? Or could he? The funny thing was he was a soul stealer but yet he still had a soul. A soul that he didn't even know that he owned. I wonder why or better yet how it could have happen. Then right before my eyes the answer was reveled to me. An answer that shocked me as it might provide me with a way to save him or should I say them. Yes them. For there is another a man who to many considered was a freak but was he. Or was he a man who was fighting to keep what was his. And to fight for what his brother didn't know that he posed. For in his heart he too loved The Lord of The Darkness, The Undertaker. More so then possible even I did. But only time will tell which of us will love him more. Or which of us would survive if The Dark Lord decided to have our soul instead of our love. But once again could I control this or would someone else. Destiny would make me wait once more but I knew that it would be coming. So at the end of his match I got up and walked out once again ignoring those souls looking for help. For I knew that for tonight there was nothing that I could do. For I would go home and sleep and wait. What for the brothers to come to me. As I knew they would just like they also knew. Destiny.

Author Notes : Could some one please tell me how to get this story out of my head so that I can go back to writing on The Dark Side of Heaven? No!!! AHHHHHHHHH

Oh well then I guess that I will just have to get this out of my head. I hope someone is reading but if not oh well. Please take a moment to review. Oh and if there is someone who wishes to write a funny fic with me let me know as I have an idea but need help. What would you think of putting the WWF on a boat? ( The big Red boat or the Titanic 2 ) Could be fun. Let me know in a Review or by Emailing me at Takersdarkone@msn.com.