Oh man, for the reviews, thank you, thank you. The long anonymous review is one of my favorite things I've ever read. So funny. Also thanks to all the old stand-bys, and also the new reviewers. It's so cool to know that people are actually reading this! You want some more? You want some more? HUH? All right then, let's go!
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Lita pulled her favorite casual wifebeater over her head and tugged on some jeans. Good clothes to go back to the hotel and chill in, maybe hang out with the boys a little, play some video games. Try to take everyone's mind off of what happened tonight and what was going down.
Her planning was interrupted when a terrifyingly strong hand wrapped itself completely around her neck. A low, rasping voice breathed against her ear.
"Call for Rob."
"No," she whispered, struggling for breath against his grip.
Kane's voice grew dangerous, angry. "Call for him. Get him to come here."
"No," she whispered again, tears prickling at the corners of the eyes. Crap. Crying again. Stupid female emotion hormones.
He lifted her up with one hand and turned her to face him. "Do you really think I'll hold back from harming you just because you're such a pretty little thing?" With his free hand he trailed a finger down her cheek.
"No," she answered honestly. "I know you'll hurt me."
"Then call for RVD."
"No."
"Fine. Then I'll just have to get his attention myself."
She was slammed back into the wall, hard enough to stun, but not completely knock her out. She felt herself being carried somewhere, but being knocked nearly unconscious twice in one night left her weak, and she couldn't struggle or cry out. She was carried somewhere totally dark, until the flicker of light from a single match illuminated Kane's features as he towered over her. "I could have done better with the total darkness," she thought, and wondered at how her sense of humor seemed intact. But all her wryness and sarcasm disappeared as she heard splashing sounds and recognized the smell of gasoline.
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The Titantron flickered to life. Rob stood still waiting in the ring, anticipating Kane's appearance. He had however, expected him in person, not on video on the giant screen.
"Rob..." Kane whispered slowly, tauntingly. "Rob...I have something of yours..."
RVD shrugged in confusion and gestured for Kane to come on out to the ring.
"No, Rob, I don't think you understand. I have something of yours, something you care about. Don't you want to see what I have?"
Rob just pointed again for Kane to come out to the ring.
"All right then...I guess if you don't want this, I'll just get rid of her for you." He brought the match down to shine on Lita's face, where she slumped down on the floor handcuffed to the piping system of the basement.
"No!" Rob screamed. Kane chuckled. "That's what I thought. I guess you'll just have to come find her, then."
He dropped the match, and the room erupted into flames.
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Okay, so that was kinda weird, I know. But that whole storyline they've got going with Kane is freaky, anyway. I was just thinking about that time he nearly set Rob on fire. Scary. Anyway, on a much more random note, go buy Clay Aiken's cd, "The Measure of a Man". It freakin' rocks, and I don't just say that because I'm a North Carolinian from Raleigh and I'm biased. Really.
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Lita pulled her favorite casual wifebeater over her head and tugged on some jeans. Good clothes to go back to the hotel and chill in, maybe hang out with the boys a little, play some video games. Try to take everyone's mind off of what happened tonight and what was going down.
Her planning was interrupted when a terrifyingly strong hand wrapped itself completely around her neck. A low, rasping voice breathed against her ear.
"Call for Rob."
"No," she whispered, struggling for breath against his grip.
Kane's voice grew dangerous, angry. "Call for him. Get him to come here."
"No," she whispered again, tears prickling at the corners of the eyes. Crap. Crying again. Stupid female emotion hormones.
He lifted her up with one hand and turned her to face him. "Do you really think I'll hold back from harming you just because you're such a pretty little thing?" With his free hand he trailed a finger down her cheek.
"No," she answered honestly. "I know you'll hurt me."
"Then call for RVD."
"No."
"Fine. Then I'll just have to get his attention myself."
She was slammed back into the wall, hard enough to stun, but not completely knock her out. She felt herself being carried somewhere, but being knocked nearly unconscious twice in one night left her weak, and she couldn't struggle or cry out. She was carried somewhere totally dark, until the flicker of light from a single match illuminated Kane's features as he towered over her. "I could have done better with the total darkness," she thought, and wondered at how her sense of humor seemed intact. But all her wryness and sarcasm disappeared as she heard splashing sounds and recognized the smell of gasoline.
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The Titantron flickered to life. Rob stood still waiting in the ring, anticipating Kane's appearance. He had however, expected him in person, not on video on the giant screen.
"Rob..." Kane whispered slowly, tauntingly. "Rob...I have something of yours..."
RVD shrugged in confusion and gestured for Kane to come on out to the ring.
"No, Rob, I don't think you understand. I have something of yours, something you care about. Don't you want to see what I have?"
Rob just pointed again for Kane to come out to the ring.
"All right then...I guess if you don't want this, I'll just get rid of her for you." He brought the match down to shine on Lita's face, where she slumped down on the floor handcuffed to the piping system of the basement.
"No!" Rob screamed. Kane chuckled. "That's what I thought. I guess you'll just have to come find her, then."
He dropped the match, and the room erupted into flames.
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Okay, so that was kinda weird, I know. But that whole storyline they've got going with Kane is freaky, anyway. I was just thinking about that time he nearly set Rob on fire. Scary. Anyway, on a much more random note, go buy Clay Aiken's cd, "The Measure of a Man". It freakin' rocks, and I don't just say that because I'm a North Carolinian from Raleigh and I'm biased. Really.