Don't mess with the redhead

Characters: Amy, Hunter, Kane with a mention of others.

Parings: Amy/Kane; Amy/Hunter

Rating: NC-17 for sexual content and scenes of blood.

Disclaimer: I'm taking on abuse in this story. This takes place after SummerSlam.

Author's note: I don't own any of the superstars of the WWE. Only Vince does.

Date: July 4, 2005

Main Summary: Amy was supposed to marry Kane, thinking he was the father of her child. What happens when the 'Game' comes out and says he's really the father? Things get raw around here.

Summary for Chapter one: Hunter stops the wedding just as Amy and Kane were about to be pronounced as husband and wife.

Chapter one

Amy Dumas a.k.a Lita stared at herself in the mirror. How could she let this happen? How could she allow herself to marry a monster? Kane constantly stalked her, had his way with her in bed and got her pregnant, then two weeks ago, he won the chance to marry her.

Now she had no choice but to go through with it.

Or does she?

She picked up a vase and threw it at the body mirror in a rage. Fuck it, if she's gonna marry the bastard, she's gonna make his life a living fucking hell. He'll learn not to mess with the redhead.

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Kane was all smiles when he made his way towards the aisle. Finally he was gonna marry the woman he'd always wanted and finally he was gonna be a father. He was dressed in all white and surprisingly he looked good.

He stood and the end of the aisle and saw two midgets, a man as a ring bearer and a woman as the flower girl, hopping down the ramp. When they got up there, Kane shake the man's hand and planted a sweet kiss on the woman's face before the stood next to him.

Then the dreary music of 'Hear Comes The Bride' played. Amy came out, wearing all black, smiling to herself. This will piss him off, a voice inside her head told her.

Sure enough, his face went from smiling to rage and anger. Amy laughed at herself, realizing how good she did in making him mad.

When she got up to the aisle, he grabbed her hand and tried to kiss it but she snatched it away and slapped him silly. The crowd erupted in a loud cheer as he glared at her with those cold blue eyes.

"You're gonna regret you did that," Kane said in a menacing tone.

To his shock, she spat in his face. "No. You're gonna regret you'd ever mess with the redhead, bastard."

"What did you say?" he asked, his face twisted in shock.

"You heard me. You were a joke, a pawn, a bloodsucker. You weren't even all that in bed and you really think you're father of my baby. Man, you're so stupid, I could have the worst sex with anyone else on the roster." Amy laughed loudly.

He grabbed her by the arm and yanked her towards him. "You listen to me, you cold, heartless bitch. It doesn't matter who you sleep with or who you dated. The fact of the matter is, you're carrying my child and you're gonna marry me whether you like it or not. Preacher, let's get on with the wedding!"

Just then, 'Time To Play The Game' blasted through the speakers. The crowd went nuts as Triple H, or Hunter you like to call him, walked towards the edge of the ramp, decked out in an Armani suit. Amy smiled at him, finally glad to see him after what Kane said to her.

"Surprised to see me, Big Red Phony?" Hunter asked, smirking.

Kane glared at the 'Game.' "What the fuck are you doing out here? This doesn't concern you!"

"Actually, yes it does. You see, two weeks ago when I was watching Amy and Matt talking, it got me thinking: would it really be messed up if Amy told him that you wasn't the father of her baby, too?" he chuckled.

"What in the hell are you talking about? Lita's carrying my baby!" Kane yelled.

That's when his face turned serious. "You're wrong. You see, you walked right in our trap. I found out through Amy's doctor that you're DNA doesn't match the baby's DNA either. As a matter of face, you don't have any DNA. So, therefore, there's one other man involved."

Kane just stood there, his mouth wide open and his eyes open in shock. He didn't want to believe there was another man who could be Amy's baby's father. Slowly, he turned around and stared at her with rage in his eyes.

"If I not the father, then who is it?" he asked loudly.

Smiling, Amy finally revealed, "Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, the real father of my child is...the 'Game' himself, Hunter Hearst Helmsley!"

Kane felt like he had a heart attack. Hunter was really the father of her child! He felt sick inside. He felt dead inside. How could this happen?

"Well, now that you know who's the father of my child really is, I won't be marrying you after all. So long, asshole!" Amy declared before she ran down the aisle.

Furious, he began running after her. Hunter grabbed her hand and pulled her away and together they ran out of the arena, running for the limo that was waiting for them. Once they got inside, Hunter instructed the drive to speed away. He did just that.

Amy began removing her wedding dress while Hunter just sat there and stared at her.

"Like what you see?" she asked as she removed her veil away from her head.

"Maybe," he replied.

"Do you love me?" she asked as she pushed the train of her dress down to her ankles.

"I do love you," he declared before he pulled her in his arms and kissed her passionately.

When they pulled apart, she smiled at him. She couldn't wait to tell Kane that she married the future World Heavyweight Champion.

"I love you, too," Amy replied as she laid her head against his chest.

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Coming up in chapter two: A flashback chapter on how Hunter and Lita got together!