A/n: I apologize for the long wait, and I know that this may seem boring
since all this stuff has already happened, but for those who like the
story. Here goes.
New Summary: The lead up to Kane's brawls with Shane MacMahon are starting. What will Kane do? Will he let his fire loose and accept Shane's challenge to avenge his mother? Or will he try to control himself and see past his jealousy for Midian being with Dark Angel?
Disclaimer: I do not own any wrestlers in this story except for Dark Angel. All characters in here except for her are owned by the WWE.
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THE MINISTRY *************** Undertaker lead the gang through the arena as the thoughts of Kane ran through his mind. His brother was doing good for a couple of weeks...then he suddenly seemed fueled by something. Now he was in the hospital for it. Dark Angel walked hand in hand with Midian, not saying a word, knowing Undertaker was upset.
They had just sitten down backstage when Shane MacMahon went walking by them in black gym pants and a blue Shane-O-Mac jersey. Undertaker recognized this as his very rare wrestling attire and raised a brow.
"You in the main event little man?" He asked as Shane passed by, this being the last match of the night, a few superstars such as Christian and La Resistance in the infirmary area after recieving falsley provoked beatings from Stone Cold Steve Austin.
"Yeah, I'm up against Chris." Shane said, rolling his shoulders, pumping himself up.
"Jericho?" Undertaker asked.
"Uh-huh. He seems to think I don't respect my father enough, when my dad doesn't deserve my respect anyway. So I'm gonna knock some sense into his punk ass tonight."
"Well give him hell Shane, I really don't like the little bastard." Undertaker smirked some.
"Damn right I will Mark. Later!" Shane said and offered a fist to Undertaker.
Undertaker knocked on his own chest twice before tapping his fist against Shane's as a friendly gesture. Despite him starting shit with his little brother, he was a good kid, and Mark knew he had good intentions, he just hoped they didn't go too far.
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SHANE MACMAHON ******************** The match got off to a heavy start as Shane and Chris began exchanging nasty punches to eachothers heads and midriff areas. Jericho then whipped Shane into the ropes and tried for a clothesline but Shane ducked under and came off the other side, hitting him with a tornado square in the mouth, drawing blood instantly. Shane then began a hideous assault on Jericho as he was trying to recover from the kick, kicking and stomping the blonde Canadian to oblivion. After a few minutes Jericho was able to make a come back and threw Shane into a corner then squashed him with a chest charge. He tried the Walls Of Jericho on him twice but Shane got the ropes both times. Then it came time for the double powerbomb. The first one hit, but it only seemed to wake Shane up and he delivered several punches to his face which brought him down underneath the young MacMahon.
Catching his breath Shane got up to his feet and walked over to the corner, climbing up onto the top rope, balancing himself perfectly on the top turnbuckle, standing like an erect statue as he was prepared to dive off the job like a bird of prey and elbow drop Jericho for the finish. He hunched over, working up his legs for the high leap, and was just about go make his move when--
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Shane almost lost balance by the startlement of the explosion on the stage, almost deafening everybody. After catching his balance, he stood there on the turnbuckle, watching the figure emerge from the curtain with shocked, yet hateful eyes.
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KANE ******* Kane had applied for release days later and caught a flight to the next destination of RAW. Hours before the event started, he arrived at the arena and snuck inside, and spent time brooding in the darkest areas of the boiler room. He had occasionally looked up in paranoia when he heard a voice of someone come too close to the doors, especially when he heard the Ministry go by. They didn't know he was out of the hospital..and they wouldn't know. Not until he let them know. Not until he showed himself. He thought it time was right when he heard the distant voice of Lilian Garcia announcing Shane's arrival to the ring. He rose from his place on the floor in the corner and headed for the doors to the boiler room, straightening his towel some before shoving the doors open and walking for the ring. He noticed the surprised faces of some superstars and other employees when they saw him, probably wondering why he was out of the hospital so early. He had removed his bandages, now bearing a large, but light scab on his arm and wrist. He marched for the curtains, and his explosive theme cued his arrival.
He emerged from the curtains, and made his way down the ramp, glaring right at Kane under his towel. The little rich boy was propped up on the turnbuckle, ready to finish off Jericho, who had been startled awake from the boom and rolled out of the ring, wanting no part in his business. Shane hopped off of the turnbuckle as Kane climbed up and into the ring and caught the angry fool in a death grip around the neck. He leaned in closer, taunting Linda's son with his cold words.
"You want me Shane? You wanna make my life a living Hell?! Then follow me!!!!" He said before he hoisted Shane up, and brought him down with a loud, hard, chokeslam to the canvas. Shane cried out, putting a hand to his lower back. Kane smiled coldly as he stared down at him and made his way for the other side of the ring, waiting for him to get up. He looked up at the stage and noticed the Ministry coming through. No. Not this time! He thought. They wouldn't stop him. He raised up his arms and brought them down with a huge force, causing an explosion to rock from the stage again, this time the fire that usually came out and quickly went away, stayed, causing a barrier between him and them. He looked back at Shane. "Come on Shane! Let's go play!" Shane sat up as the Big Red Monster turned and slid out of the ring, moving to the gaurd rail and stepped over, moving through the crowd in a fast, pace-walk, looking over his shoulder when he was near the doors to see Shane already over the rail and following him in a weakened run. A smile spread on his face and he went through the doors, moving around a corner and out a door to the outside. Not only did he arrive early just to wait for Shane. No. He had special plans for him. He grinned darkly as he heard Shane through the door, asking where he was. He turned and quickly hid behind a storage cart, trying not to laugh at his evil plan. But he couldn't stop himself from smiling cruely.
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SHANE ******** Shane sat up slowly from the chokeslam, wincing and turned to watch Kane. The big monster beckoned him to follow, before going over the gaurd rail and hurrying over to the back doors. What the hell is he up to? Shane thought as he got to his feet and slid out of the ring and decided to follow. Crazy bastard wants to play games? He'd show him. He got over the rail as Kane went through the doors and ran as fast as he could muster in his weak condition. When he reached the doors, he stepped through, immediatly looking around for a sudden attack by Kane. Nothing. He turned and asked a person where he was, and heard he went through the Exit Doors. Exit Doors? Where the hell was Kane going? He turned to the doors and walked over, pushing them open and looked around. Still daylight, it was. They were in the backstage area, near the trash dumpster. Hmm, Shane thought. He didn't see Kane anywhere. Maybe he went up the driveway and somewhere further. He walked towards it, only getting about 2ft from the driveway before he felt like a train hit him.
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KANE ******* Shane came into his view and WHAM! Kane sprung out and clonked him over the head with an elbow, then knocked him backwards with a fist to the face.
"Hey Shane-O!!!! Always knew you liked Hide-N-Seek!" Kane cackled evily as he slammed a few more good punches on Shane's face before the boy tried to retreat through the doors. "Oh, no!" Kane ran to catch up and grabbed Shane by his jersey, and threw him to the ground, onto the stairs that lead a very short ways up to the top of the dumpster. Shane, by reaction, groaned out and crawled up. Kane grinned and followed him up, picking him up by the head when he reached the top and ran him into the wall, face first, then gave him a 360* irish whip into the other wall, knocking him down before turning to a row of items, covered by a blue sheet. Kane giggled with evil delight and stepped over to it, and yanked the sheet off, revealing a total of six gas cans.
"Ahhhhh." Kane grinned. "Well well well! What've we got here?!?!?!" Kane said, picking up one of the cans and flipped the lid. "It's BBQ time Shane- O Boy!" And he walked up to the dumpster, pouring the liquid inside before throwing the whole can in there. He then picked up another can, doing the same, then picked up two cans next, pouring both at the same time then threw them in, then did the same with the last two. Finally he reached behind him, and pulled out, tucked into his belt strap, a zippo lighter. Hitting the switch, it lit it and smiled insanely, tossing the piece into the gas soaked dumpster. The ignition was almost deafening, and blinding as well as the flames lit with a white explosion.
"Alright Shane...let's go home..." He turned to Shane who was now up on all fours, oblivious to what was going on. Kane walked up and kicked him again, and again, and again, before picking him up over his shoulder, facing the flames as he walked. "Say bye bye Shane!" But before Kane knew it, the little MacMahon slipped from his grasp and delivered a punch to the kidney. Kane gasped out as he turned around weakly and raised a fist to clobber Shane out but Shane quickly slugged him in the face, sending him back towards the flame. Kane could feel the heat on his back and wasn't far from the edge when Shane gave his last bit of fighting power, and jumped up, kicking him in the chest with both feet, sending him backwards. Kane felt panick rush through his veins as his feet left solid ground. He fell back...and the world turned to fire once more.
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SHANE/MINISTRY ****************** Shane leapt off the ground and drop kicked Kane in the chest, knocking the towering goliath into the firery pit. He heard the thud of the body and the explosion of the last gas can as he stood up and walked over, looking into the pit to see Kane's body, but he could only make out his lifeless shape in the field of flame. He grimaced at the thought of what Kane must look like by now, but his look of pity soon turned back to that hateful expression.
"Burn in Hell....you son of a bitch...."
He turned and limped down the steps and back into the arena, wincing at the pain in his body, as he was met then by the Ministry, stopping when they saw him.
"What happened?" Midian asked him.
"Agh..." Shane groaned in pain, "....he's toast..."
"What?" Dark Angel said, her heart filling with fear.
"He's dead....burned..." Shane said, showing no pity anymore.
"Shit! KANE!!!!" Undertaker yelled as he bolted around Shane and through the doors, noticing the fire and went up the steps over to the edge, looking down at the fire. This is what Shane meant by saying Kane burned. He went into this pit. "NOOO!!!!!!!" Undertaker roared, falling to his knees and placed his fists over his eyes as he burst out into heavy sobs, tears instantly rushing from his eyes.
"Oh my god, no..." Dark Angel said, feeling a lump grow in her throat as she walked up, seeing the fire, feeling tears build up. "...Kane..."
"Ah man.." Midian could only put a hand on his head and turn away, too shocked to really shed any tears, but he felt empathy for his leader.
The APA and Viscera stood there, silently, watching the fire and watching the Undertaker as he had bent over in a ball infront of the burning dumpster, down on his knees, crying heavily, but not for long.
Undertaker sucked in a breath and looked up, eyes filled with anger now.
"Little motherf---....Shane....SHANE!!!!!!!!" He pushed himself to his feet and hopped down from the ledge, storming over to the doors and knocked them open, turning to see Shane heading down the hallway. He huffed and hauled ass after him, the rest of the Ministry following.
"Taker!!!" Midian called.
"SHANE!!!" Undertaker yelled his name again, getting his attention and decked him to the floor as he turned, only to pick him up again and knee him in the ribs several times, then ran him into the side of a WWE Crew truck. Security and referees arrived to try and subdue the Dead Man but only got some sort of devastating blow for their troubles. Undertaker continued pummeling Shane as a small fire crew hurried outside to extinguish the flames in the pit.
After a good ten minutes, Undertaker got to one knee and held a bloody Shane by his jaw, sticking a finger in his face.
"You listen to me you little motherfucker!!" As they were off the air now. "Kane tombstoned your mom. He put her in the hospital. He didn't KILL HER LIKE YOU JUST FUCKING DID HIM!!! You killed my brother, now I'm gonna kill you!!!" Undertaker got up and found a stray steel chair, and folded it shut, gripping it tight, ignoring the pleas of the Ministry as he reered the chair up. He was ready to strike when the doors to the outside, down the hall, flew open and a screaming fireman flew inside and hit the floor, groaning in pain as he held his throat and a broken nose. Undertaker dropped the chair and ran with the Ministry to the doors, bursting through to find the rest of the fire crew laid out all over the dump area. One man on the ground, one on top of the black truck that was out there, which now had a broken windshield, two up on top of the dump platform, and they could hear one groaning in agonizing pain inside the dumpster which was now fire free. Undertaker ran up and over to the edge, looking down at the severely beaten fire man.
"Hey man!" He called. "Talk to me! What happened?!"
"He..h-h-he...he's..a-alive..." And he passed out, onto the scorched ground. Undertaker was speechless at the words, as he placed his hands on his hips, mouth agape as he turned to the Ministry.
"Kane's alive...we gotta find him as soon as possible. This search starts now, right now! Break up into groups of two, Dark Angel come with me. Viscera, Midian, you two go together, Bradshaw and Ron, you two are together. Let's move, now!" They split into three directions, the APA and Midian with Viscera took off in two different directions in the arena, as Dark Angel and the Undertaker ran up the driveway to search around outside.
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KANE
******* Kane's shoulders shook with laughter as he listened to the whole conversation of the Ministry, standing behind the same crates he had before, pretty much unscarred from the fire, save for part of his neck and some of his arms, in addition to his previous arm wounds. He took a few steps out into the light as they left the area, a sick, twisted smirk on his face, as he looked down at the fire men he had beat the living hell out of when they got his "unconcious" body out of the dumpster. He then looked down and let out an audible laugh.
"Shane Shane Shane...you're slicker than I thought you'd be...like a little snake...well you're not facing rats anymore....you're facing a monster..."
*********************************************************************** A/N: Pretty nice chapter for my come back to the site, no? I hope you all enjoyed this one. I'm REALLY sorry I didn't get it up quicker. I'll try very hard to not slack off anymore. Please send some Reviews to this chapter!!
New Summary: The lead up to Kane's brawls with Shane MacMahon are starting. What will Kane do? Will he let his fire loose and accept Shane's challenge to avenge his mother? Or will he try to control himself and see past his jealousy for Midian being with Dark Angel?
Disclaimer: I do not own any wrestlers in this story except for Dark Angel. All characters in here except for her are owned by the WWE.
*********************************************************************** MONDAY NIGHT RAW - THE NEXT WEEK
THE MINISTRY *************** Undertaker lead the gang through the arena as the thoughts of Kane ran through his mind. His brother was doing good for a couple of weeks...then he suddenly seemed fueled by something. Now he was in the hospital for it. Dark Angel walked hand in hand with Midian, not saying a word, knowing Undertaker was upset.
They had just sitten down backstage when Shane MacMahon went walking by them in black gym pants and a blue Shane-O-Mac jersey. Undertaker recognized this as his very rare wrestling attire and raised a brow.
"You in the main event little man?" He asked as Shane passed by, this being the last match of the night, a few superstars such as Christian and La Resistance in the infirmary area after recieving falsley provoked beatings from Stone Cold Steve Austin.
"Yeah, I'm up against Chris." Shane said, rolling his shoulders, pumping himself up.
"Jericho?" Undertaker asked.
"Uh-huh. He seems to think I don't respect my father enough, when my dad doesn't deserve my respect anyway. So I'm gonna knock some sense into his punk ass tonight."
"Well give him hell Shane, I really don't like the little bastard." Undertaker smirked some.
"Damn right I will Mark. Later!" Shane said and offered a fist to Undertaker.
Undertaker knocked on his own chest twice before tapping his fist against Shane's as a friendly gesture. Despite him starting shit with his little brother, he was a good kid, and Mark knew he had good intentions, he just hoped they didn't go too far.
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SHANE MACMAHON ******************** The match got off to a heavy start as Shane and Chris began exchanging nasty punches to eachothers heads and midriff areas. Jericho then whipped Shane into the ropes and tried for a clothesline but Shane ducked under and came off the other side, hitting him with a tornado square in the mouth, drawing blood instantly. Shane then began a hideous assault on Jericho as he was trying to recover from the kick, kicking and stomping the blonde Canadian to oblivion. After a few minutes Jericho was able to make a come back and threw Shane into a corner then squashed him with a chest charge. He tried the Walls Of Jericho on him twice but Shane got the ropes both times. Then it came time for the double powerbomb. The first one hit, but it only seemed to wake Shane up and he delivered several punches to his face which brought him down underneath the young MacMahon.
Catching his breath Shane got up to his feet and walked over to the corner, climbing up onto the top rope, balancing himself perfectly on the top turnbuckle, standing like an erect statue as he was prepared to dive off the job like a bird of prey and elbow drop Jericho for the finish. He hunched over, working up his legs for the high leap, and was just about go make his move when--
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Shane almost lost balance by the startlement of the explosion on the stage, almost deafening everybody. After catching his balance, he stood there on the turnbuckle, watching the figure emerge from the curtain with shocked, yet hateful eyes.
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KANE ******* Kane had applied for release days later and caught a flight to the next destination of RAW. Hours before the event started, he arrived at the arena and snuck inside, and spent time brooding in the darkest areas of the boiler room. He had occasionally looked up in paranoia when he heard a voice of someone come too close to the doors, especially when he heard the Ministry go by. They didn't know he was out of the hospital..and they wouldn't know. Not until he let them know. Not until he showed himself. He thought it time was right when he heard the distant voice of Lilian Garcia announcing Shane's arrival to the ring. He rose from his place on the floor in the corner and headed for the doors to the boiler room, straightening his towel some before shoving the doors open and walking for the ring. He noticed the surprised faces of some superstars and other employees when they saw him, probably wondering why he was out of the hospital so early. He had removed his bandages, now bearing a large, but light scab on his arm and wrist. He marched for the curtains, and his explosive theme cued his arrival.
He emerged from the curtains, and made his way down the ramp, glaring right at Kane under his towel. The little rich boy was propped up on the turnbuckle, ready to finish off Jericho, who had been startled awake from the boom and rolled out of the ring, wanting no part in his business. Shane hopped off of the turnbuckle as Kane climbed up and into the ring and caught the angry fool in a death grip around the neck. He leaned in closer, taunting Linda's son with his cold words.
"You want me Shane? You wanna make my life a living Hell?! Then follow me!!!!" He said before he hoisted Shane up, and brought him down with a loud, hard, chokeslam to the canvas. Shane cried out, putting a hand to his lower back. Kane smiled coldly as he stared down at him and made his way for the other side of the ring, waiting for him to get up. He looked up at the stage and noticed the Ministry coming through. No. Not this time! He thought. They wouldn't stop him. He raised up his arms and brought them down with a huge force, causing an explosion to rock from the stage again, this time the fire that usually came out and quickly went away, stayed, causing a barrier between him and them. He looked back at Shane. "Come on Shane! Let's go play!" Shane sat up as the Big Red Monster turned and slid out of the ring, moving to the gaurd rail and stepped over, moving through the crowd in a fast, pace-walk, looking over his shoulder when he was near the doors to see Shane already over the rail and following him in a weakened run. A smile spread on his face and he went through the doors, moving around a corner and out a door to the outside. Not only did he arrive early just to wait for Shane. No. He had special plans for him. He grinned darkly as he heard Shane through the door, asking where he was. He turned and quickly hid behind a storage cart, trying not to laugh at his evil plan. But he couldn't stop himself from smiling cruely.
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SHANE ******** Shane sat up slowly from the chokeslam, wincing and turned to watch Kane. The big monster beckoned him to follow, before going over the gaurd rail and hurrying over to the back doors. What the hell is he up to? Shane thought as he got to his feet and slid out of the ring and decided to follow. Crazy bastard wants to play games? He'd show him. He got over the rail as Kane went through the doors and ran as fast as he could muster in his weak condition. When he reached the doors, he stepped through, immediatly looking around for a sudden attack by Kane. Nothing. He turned and asked a person where he was, and heard he went through the Exit Doors. Exit Doors? Where the hell was Kane going? He turned to the doors and walked over, pushing them open and looked around. Still daylight, it was. They were in the backstage area, near the trash dumpster. Hmm, Shane thought. He didn't see Kane anywhere. Maybe he went up the driveway and somewhere further. He walked towards it, only getting about 2ft from the driveway before he felt like a train hit him.
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KANE ******* Shane came into his view and WHAM! Kane sprung out and clonked him over the head with an elbow, then knocked him backwards with a fist to the face.
"Hey Shane-O!!!! Always knew you liked Hide-N-Seek!" Kane cackled evily as he slammed a few more good punches on Shane's face before the boy tried to retreat through the doors. "Oh, no!" Kane ran to catch up and grabbed Shane by his jersey, and threw him to the ground, onto the stairs that lead a very short ways up to the top of the dumpster. Shane, by reaction, groaned out and crawled up. Kane grinned and followed him up, picking him up by the head when he reached the top and ran him into the wall, face first, then gave him a 360* irish whip into the other wall, knocking him down before turning to a row of items, covered by a blue sheet. Kane giggled with evil delight and stepped over to it, and yanked the sheet off, revealing a total of six gas cans.
"Ahhhhh." Kane grinned. "Well well well! What've we got here?!?!?!" Kane said, picking up one of the cans and flipped the lid. "It's BBQ time Shane- O Boy!" And he walked up to the dumpster, pouring the liquid inside before throwing the whole can in there. He then picked up another can, doing the same, then picked up two cans next, pouring both at the same time then threw them in, then did the same with the last two. Finally he reached behind him, and pulled out, tucked into his belt strap, a zippo lighter. Hitting the switch, it lit it and smiled insanely, tossing the piece into the gas soaked dumpster. The ignition was almost deafening, and blinding as well as the flames lit with a white explosion.
"Alright Shane...let's go home..." He turned to Shane who was now up on all fours, oblivious to what was going on. Kane walked up and kicked him again, and again, and again, before picking him up over his shoulder, facing the flames as he walked. "Say bye bye Shane!" But before Kane knew it, the little MacMahon slipped from his grasp and delivered a punch to the kidney. Kane gasped out as he turned around weakly and raised a fist to clobber Shane out but Shane quickly slugged him in the face, sending him back towards the flame. Kane could feel the heat on his back and wasn't far from the edge when Shane gave his last bit of fighting power, and jumped up, kicking him in the chest with both feet, sending him backwards. Kane felt panick rush through his veins as his feet left solid ground. He fell back...and the world turned to fire once more.
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SHANE/MINISTRY ****************** Shane leapt off the ground and drop kicked Kane in the chest, knocking the towering goliath into the firery pit. He heard the thud of the body and the explosion of the last gas can as he stood up and walked over, looking into the pit to see Kane's body, but he could only make out his lifeless shape in the field of flame. He grimaced at the thought of what Kane must look like by now, but his look of pity soon turned back to that hateful expression.
"Burn in Hell....you son of a bitch...."
He turned and limped down the steps and back into the arena, wincing at the pain in his body, as he was met then by the Ministry, stopping when they saw him.
"What happened?" Midian asked him.
"Agh..." Shane groaned in pain, "....he's toast..."
"What?" Dark Angel said, her heart filling with fear.
"He's dead....burned..." Shane said, showing no pity anymore.
"Shit! KANE!!!!" Undertaker yelled as he bolted around Shane and through the doors, noticing the fire and went up the steps over to the edge, looking down at the fire. This is what Shane meant by saying Kane burned. He went into this pit. "NOOO!!!!!!!" Undertaker roared, falling to his knees and placed his fists over his eyes as he burst out into heavy sobs, tears instantly rushing from his eyes.
"Oh my god, no..." Dark Angel said, feeling a lump grow in her throat as she walked up, seeing the fire, feeling tears build up. "...Kane..."
"Ah man.." Midian could only put a hand on his head and turn away, too shocked to really shed any tears, but he felt empathy for his leader.
The APA and Viscera stood there, silently, watching the fire and watching the Undertaker as he had bent over in a ball infront of the burning dumpster, down on his knees, crying heavily, but not for long.
Undertaker sucked in a breath and looked up, eyes filled with anger now.
"Little motherf---....Shane....SHANE!!!!!!!!" He pushed himself to his feet and hopped down from the ledge, storming over to the doors and knocked them open, turning to see Shane heading down the hallway. He huffed and hauled ass after him, the rest of the Ministry following.
"Taker!!!" Midian called.
"SHANE!!!" Undertaker yelled his name again, getting his attention and decked him to the floor as he turned, only to pick him up again and knee him in the ribs several times, then ran him into the side of a WWE Crew truck. Security and referees arrived to try and subdue the Dead Man but only got some sort of devastating blow for their troubles. Undertaker continued pummeling Shane as a small fire crew hurried outside to extinguish the flames in the pit.
After a good ten minutes, Undertaker got to one knee and held a bloody Shane by his jaw, sticking a finger in his face.
"You listen to me you little motherfucker!!" As they were off the air now. "Kane tombstoned your mom. He put her in the hospital. He didn't KILL HER LIKE YOU JUST FUCKING DID HIM!!! You killed my brother, now I'm gonna kill you!!!" Undertaker got up and found a stray steel chair, and folded it shut, gripping it tight, ignoring the pleas of the Ministry as he reered the chair up. He was ready to strike when the doors to the outside, down the hall, flew open and a screaming fireman flew inside and hit the floor, groaning in pain as he held his throat and a broken nose. Undertaker dropped the chair and ran with the Ministry to the doors, bursting through to find the rest of the fire crew laid out all over the dump area. One man on the ground, one on top of the black truck that was out there, which now had a broken windshield, two up on top of the dump platform, and they could hear one groaning in agonizing pain inside the dumpster which was now fire free. Undertaker ran up and over to the edge, looking down at the severely beaten fire man.
"Hey man!" He called. "Talk to me! What happened?!"
"He..h-h-he...he's..a-alive..." And he passed out, onto the scorched ground. Undertaker was speechless at the words, as he placed his hands on his hips, mouth agape as he turned to the Ministry.
"Kane's alive...we gotta find him as soon as possible. This search starts now, right now! Break up into groups of two, Dark Angel come with me. Viscera, Midian, you two go together, Bradshaw and Ron, you two are together. Let's move, now!" They split into three directions, the APA and Midian with Viscera took off in two different directions in the arena, as Dark Angel and the Undertaker ran up the driveway to search around outside.
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KANE
******* Kane's shoulders shook with laughter as he listened to the whole conversation of the Ministry, standing behind the same crates he had before, pretty much unscarred from the fire, save for part of his neck and some of his arms, in addition to his previous arm wounds. He took a few steps out into the light as they left the area, a sick, twisted smirk on his face, as he looked down at the fire men he had beat the living hell out of when they got his "unconcious" body out of the dumpster. He then looked down and let out an audible laugh.
"Shane Shane Shane...you're slicker than I thought you'd be...like a little snake...well you're not facing rats anymore....you're facing a monster..."
*********************************************************************** A/N: Pretty nice chapter for my come back to the site, no? I hope you all enjoyed this one. I'm REALLY sorry I didn't get it up quicker. I'll try very hard to not slack off anymore. Please send some Reviews to this chapter!!