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Chapter 1-Cliche of Cliches
October 1, 1997 "Will I ever see you again?" Charity Michaels, Kane's best friend since junior high, asked Kane as he packed the last of his stuff into his car.
"You will one day, if it's meant to be." Kane sighed, mocking his friend's little habit of speaking in cliches. Kane chuckled.
"See ya when I get into the WWF." Charity joked with Kane, who had just signed a contract with the WWF, and was on his way to Bad Blood to make his debut.
"Yeah... so I won't ever see you again." Kane joked.
Charity punched Kane playfully. "Hey, it could happen." She jeered.
"...But it PROBABLY won't." Kane laughed, poking Charity in the ribs.
"Hey!" Charity mock yelled, and speared Kane into his car playfully.
"Oh, I'm wounded." Kane grabbed his side and faked pain.
Charity sighed, and looked away absently. This would be the last time she saw Kane for a while. she wanted so much to tell him how she felt, but she just couldn't.
"Bye Darlin' I'll call you when i get to the hotel." Kane said, kissing Charity's forehead, and ruffling her hair.
"Bye Kane," she said as he hopped into his car. He bepped the horn once, to say a final goodbye, then sped off "...I love you." Kane was already gone.
December 2004
"Just sign right here." Stephanie McMahon said, pointing to the dotted line.
Charity signed her name. she was now an official WWE Diva, and her feeling for Kane were as strong as ever.
"Welcome to the WWE." Stephanie said, smiling at Charity. Stephanie shook her hand.
"Well, I'd better go and read over my script, thanks for everything." Charity said, thanking Steph one more time, then exiting the room.