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Steph sat down in the car, catching her breath. Shane no longer looked panicky but relieved and a smile was even on his face.
"You did good sis"
"Thanks, so that's Rob and the UnAmericans in"
She pulled a pad out of her purse and ticked their names off a list she's written out meticulously. Shane tapped a couple of buttons on his personal organiser then looked at her, a worried look on his face.
"What is it now Shane?" she said wearily
"Don't you think it's been a bit too easy? I mean they just signed the contracts without a sales pitch being needed"
"What, you think Dad tipped them off so he can have moles in our group?"
"It could happen" he said defensively
"Impossible, there's no way he could have found out, it's airtight" she said abruptly
"I know, but still..." he trailed off in a moment of silence "Guess I'm just a little jumpy about it that's all"
"Come on Shane, think about it, Rob owes us because we made him a star plus he's the number one guy in the group so he knows he'll get all the glory and the UnAmericans will get a chance to piss everyone off even more by being prominent members of our group, they win by being with us, so stop worrying" she finished, starting the car
"Yeah I know, it's just I don't want this Invasion to go down the pan like it did last time because of outside interference and internal fights"
"Neither do I, but I blame Austin for all that" she said his name like is was a virus
"You do?"
"He was too big a player for our pond, wanted all the glory, come on we even had 'Austin Appreciation Night' it was stupid and you know it so this time we build around small time players, look what happened to Rob and Booker last time? They became elevated and now we as good as own them because we damn well just about created them!"
"Point taken" Shane sat back "Lets go, we got a lot more planning to do"
Stephanie rolled her eyes at her brother's eagerness, but smiled nonetheless.
"So you can handle everything tomorrow at the Smackdown taping?" She asked after they drove in silence for a couple of minutes.
"You don't have to worry about a thing." Shane assured. He held up his organiser. "I got the list, schedule, and locker room assignments. I'm all set."
"I hope so." Stephanie said quietly as she stared ahead at the traffic.
*~*~*~* "I'm getting the strangest feeling of déjà vu." Stephanie teased as Shane eased into the arena parking lot.
He parked the car in a far enough space so it wouldn't be noticed and cut the engine as he turned to his sister. "I might be a little longer then you. Just because we're getting the bulk our people today." He clarified.
"Are you sure you don't need any help?" Stephanie asked anxiously as Shane checked to make sure that he had everything.
He nodded his head. "Positive. I'll be out in an hour." He promised while he got out of the car. "See ya in a bit!"
Stephanie watched as Shane made his way to the back entrance and smiled. If he could pull it all off, they'd be golden and all set for the takeover of their father's company.
*~*~*~*
"Hey Chris!" Shane called to the security guard, as he got closer to the door.
The larger man heard him and smiled. "Shane, what the hell are you doing? You know you're not supposed to be here. Orders from your dad and all."
Shane held up his own briefcase. "Got me some McMahon business to take care of. It should only take an hour or so." He promised. "Look." He started, seeing the uncertain look on Chris' face. "If anyone asks, you never saw me. You won't get blamed for anything."
Chris sighed and stepped aside to let Shane go through the door. "I never saw you and this better be worth it." He muttered.
"You're a good guy." Shane said as he passed. "Thanks a lot man, I owe you."
He pulled out his organiser and checked out one of the first names on his list. He then looked at the room assignments and headed in the known direction.
Shane found the room with relatively no problem and knocked on the door.
"What do you want?"
He remained quiet until the door swung open and he came face to face with the Undertaker himself.
"Shane McMahon, what the fuck are you doing here?" He snapped, staring at the younger man with disdain.
Shane gritted his teeth and looked up. "I just need to talk to you about something. Let me in."
The Undertaker scanned the hallway and, once he determined it was empty enough, pulled Shane into the otherwise deserted locker room. He slammed the door shut and then turned to him with a smile.
"What the hell are you doing here?" He asked lightly, pulling his gloves from his bag.
"Have I gotta business proposition for you." Shane announced, taking some papers out of the gray folder. Once realizing he had Taker's full attention, he continued on.
"I've seen the way that my father has been treating you. Screwing you out of the title that's rightfully yours; seen it all."
"So what are you gonna do about it? You're banished from the company because of Flair and your sister." Taker stated.
Shane waved the papers in his direction. "My sister." He started. "Learnt some stuff in college that was very useful to us. Flat out, we're getting back into the company whether our father likes it or not and we want your help."
"We?" He asked with a curious look.
"Me and Steph." Shane clarified. "And I'm telling you this because I'd trust you with my life. She was able to hack into Vince's contract program thing, even I don't know what it is because I'm computer illiterate." Taker laughed. "And she updated the contracts of the people we wanted on our side."
The Undertaker rubbed his chin thoughtfully and stared across the room.
"So you two want my help to destroy Vince's company."
"Yes."
"And you want me to just turn on Vince like that because we're friends and you think I'll be able to really help you guys."
"More or less, yeah."
"And lastly, you're going to be able to get me the title that I deserve?"
Shane grinned. "Absolutely. Can we count on you?"
"Boy, you got yourself a deal." The Undertaker agreed while shaking his hand. "Give me a call when you and Steph figure this whole thing out." He said after signing him name on the new contract.
"Knew I could depend on you." Shane said, standing up. "Now if you'll excuse me. I have some more locker rooms to visit. We'll be getting in touch!" He called as he was leaving the room. He leaned against the wall and smiled. This was working out perfectly.
Steph sat down in the car, catching her breath. Shane no longer looked panicky but relieved and a smile was even on his face.
"You did good sis"
"Thanks, so that's Rob and the UnAmericans in"
She pulled a pad out of her purse and ticked their names off a list she's written out meticulously. Shane tapped a couple of buttons on his personal organiser then looked at her, a worried look on his face.
"What is it now Shane?" she said wearily
"Don't you think it's been a bit too easy? I mean they just signed the contracts without a sales pitch being needed"
"What, you think Dad tipped them off so he can have moles in our group?"
"It could happen" he said defensively
"Impossible, there's no way he could have found out, it's airtight" she said abruptly
"I know, but still..." he trailed off in a moment of silence "Guess I'm just a little jumpy about it that's all"
"Come on Shane, think about it, Rob owes us because we made him a star plus he's the number one guy in the group so he knows he'll get all the glory and the UnAmericans will get a chance to piss everyone off even more by being prominent members of our group, they win by being with us, so stop worrying" she finished, starting the car
"Yeah I know, it's just I don't want this Invasion to go down the pan like it did last time because of outside interference and internal fights"
"Neither do I, but I blame Austin for all that" she said his name like is was a virus
"You do?"
"He was too big a player for our pond, wanted all the glory, come on we even had 'Austin Appreciation Night' it was stupid and you know it so this time we build around small time players, look what happened to Rob and Booker last time? They became elevated and now we as good as own them because we damn well just about created them!"
"Point taken" Shane sat back "Lets go, we got a lot more planning to do"
Stephanie rolled her eyes at her brother's eagerness, but smiled nonetheless.
"So you can handle everything tomorrow at the Smackdown taping?" She asked after they drove in silence for a couple of minutes.
"You don't have to worry about a thing." Shane assured. He held up his organiser. "I got the list, schedule, and locker room assignments. I'm all set."
"I hope so." Stephanie said quietly as she stared ahead at the traffic.
*~*~*~* "I'm getting the strangest feeling of déjà vu." Stephanie teased as Shane eased into the arena parking lot.
He parked the car in a far enough space so it wouldn't be noticed and cut the engine as he turned to his sister. "I might be a little longer then you. Just because we're getting the bulk our people today." He clarified.
"Are you sure you don't need any help?" Stephanie asked anxiously as Shane checked to make sure that he had everything.
He nodded his head. "Positive. I'll be out in an hour." He promised while he got out of the car. "See ya in a bit!"
Stephanie watched as Shane made his way to the back entrance and smiled. If he could pull it all off, they'd be golden and all set for the takeover of their father's company.
*~*~*~*
"Hey Chris!" Shane called to the security guard, as he got closer to the door.
The larger man heard him and smiled. "Shane, what the hell are you doing? You know you're not supposed to be here. Orders from your dad and all."
Shane held up his own briefcase. "Got me some McMahon business to take care of. It should only take an hour or so." He promised. "Look." He started, seeing the uncertain look on Chris' face. "If anyone asks, you never saw me. You won't get blamed for anything."
Chris sighed and stepped aside to let Shane go through the door. "I never saw you and this better be worth it." He muttered.
"You're a good guy." Shane said as he passed. "Thanks a lot man, I owe you."
He pulled out his organiser and checked out one of the first names on his list. He then looked at the room assignments and headed in the known direction.
Shane found the room with relatively no problem and knocked on the door.
"What do you want?"
He remained quiet until the door swung open and he came face to face with the Undertaker himself.
"Shane McMahon, what the fuck are you doing here?" He snapped, staring at the younger man with disdain.
Shane gritted his teeth and looked up. "I just need to talk to you about something. Let me in."
The Undertaker scanned the hallway and, once he determined it was empty enough, pulled Shane into the otherwise deserted locker room. He slammed the door shut and then turned to him with a smile.
"What the hell are you doing here?" He asked lightly, pulling his gloves from his bag.
"Have I gotta business proposition for you." Shane announced, taking some papers out of the gray folder. Once realizing he had Taker's full attention, he continued on.
"I've seen the way that my father has been treating you. Screwing you out of the title that's rightfully yours; seen it all."
"So what are you gonna do about it? You're banished from the company because of Flair and your sister." Taker stated.
Shane waved the papers in his direction. "My sister." He started. "Learnt some stuff in college that was very useful to us. Flat out, we're getting back into the company whether our father likes it or not and we want your help."
"We?" He asked with a curious look.
"Me and Steph." Shane clarified. "And I'm telling you this because I'd trust you with my life. She was able to hack into Vince's contract program thing, even I don't know what it is because I'm computer illiterate." Taker laughed. "And she updated the contracts of the people we wanted on our side."
The Undertaker rubbed his chin thoughtfully and stared across the room.
"So you two want my help to destroy Vince's company."
"Yes."
"And you want me to just turn on Vince like that because we're friends and you think I'll be able to really help you guys."
"More or less, yeah."
"And lastly, you're going to be able to get me the title that I deserve?"
Shane grinned. "Absolutely. Can we count on you?"
"Boy, you got yourself a deal." The Undertaker agreed while shaking his hand. "Give me a call when you and Steph figure this whole thing out." He said after signing him name on the new contract.
"Knew I could depend on you." Shane said, standing up. "Now if you'll excuse me. I have some more locker rooms to visit. We'll be getting in touch!" He called as he was leaving the room. He leaned against the wall and smiled. This was working out perfectly.