Title: Thicker Than Blood
Author: LittleKnux2008
Rating: PG: 13
Author's Note: YES! YES! YES! =) Had to get that out of my system. Just happy that Jeff is not officially in TNA. –hoping he will come to the WWE- Anyway, thanks to the reviewers for explaining the whole Undertaker situation! I just have one question… On the 6/24 SD, Heyman mentioned something about the Undertaker's conscience. So…Paul Bearer is his conscience? [Oo We're all doomed (=D jk)] And, okay, maybe there are two questions. What's up with the urn? Anyway, please review!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything except 'Taker's daughter.
Summary: What happens when 'Taker's daughter arrives on the scene of SD right before the Great American Bash? Can she stop him before he makes the biggest mistake of his life?
Thicker Than Blood
Chapter 1
She knew it had been a stupid idea to come out here, but she had to do something! Kathryn Calloway looked into her father's eyes, trying to find some emotion. He turned his head away from her. The redhead gritted her teeth in frustration. She blocked out Paul Heyman's furious, indignant cries. 'Don't listen to him,' she pleaded silently to the Undertaker.
All this mess between her father, the Dudleys, Paul Bearer and Paul Heyman… She needed to talk some common sense into her dad. Paul Heyman was a monster, and wouldn't think twice about killing Paul Bearer in that glass crypt, regardless of whether or not he did the right thing. Kathryn had a pretty good idea what the 'right thing' was, and she didn't like it at all. But all of that aside… She had something important to tell him; more important then anything concerning the upcoming Pay-Per-View, something dire. Time was of the essence, and she couldn't afford to waste it sorting out a petty feud.
Kathryn's green eyes slowly moved back to her father's face. Suddenly, he moved, his steps making a path to John Cena's fallen body. She jumped forward, placing herself between the two wrestlers. From what she knew, by watching the show, John was a nice guy. And nice guy or not, no one, no one, deserved to receive the beating that the Undertaker seemed prepared to hand out.
Well, okay, maybe Paul Heyman did, but that was just one exception.
Kathryn waited in her spot for a few breathless, motionless seconds for her father to move. His eyes were locked on hers with an intensity that made her want to look away.
"Do the right thing, 'Taker!" Paul Heyman ordered from the ramp.
"Out of my way, girl," the Undertaker's voice was gruff and low. The redhead didn't move, instead closing her eyes, waiting for the inevitable. Her father reached out, his hand encircling her throat. His strong grip made her gasp, eyes opening with the pain. Something had changed in her dad's stare, and it scared the hell out of her.
Kathryn struggled for breath as he crushed her windpipe. Her arms uselessly attempted to pry herself from his grasp. It was a fruitless task. Darkness burst into her eyes. Her chest burned with pain. She could feel herself slowly falling into unconsciousness; away from the throbbing. Just as the pain became unbearable, it stopped.
John Cena leapt forward from his spot on the canvas, hitting the Undertaker with a low blow. The desired effect took place: he dropped his hold on Kathryn. John struggled to his feet. He had no clue who she was, but she had just saved him from another devastating Tombstone. His eyes returned to his mysterious savior. Damn, was she pretty…
The Undertaker nearly decapitated him with a clothesline as soon as he turned around. Even a low blow didn't stop the Undertaker for long. 'Taker reached down and clamped his hand over John's face, covering his mouth and nose effortlessly. Cena tried to climb to his feet, but the match had taken its toll on him and his energy was far past spent.
"DAD!" Kathryn cried, but the Undertaker did not listen. The redhead winced at the raw pain in her throat that continued to burn, especially when she tried to speak, but attempted to distract her father all the same. "Don't do this! Don't listen to Heyman! He's going to bury Bearer at the PPV no matter what you do to John and me now! STOP!" she pleaded, holding her neck.
Finally, after a good minute of screaming, she got his attention. He dropped his hold on John and stalked his way over to her. Kathryn backed away, still on all fours, as he neared. The Undertaker's hands reached out for her, aiming to pull her up. As he did so, Kathryn knew something with terrifying certainty...
…she was going for a ride.