Chapter 5- When you can't beat them….

P.O.V John Cena

Ok, let me lay it down on you. We were all going through this change as it were, some faster than others. Others tend to try and fight it and let it linger. For me, naw. Why resist it? Wouldn't it be cool to become a dragon? I mean hear me out. I can fly… I can breath silver fire… SILVER FIRE! HOW COOL IS THAT! Well we did run into a slight problem. You see when becoming the beast. The beast gets hungry. We all learned the hard way that dragons like to eat. Kane went to the catering room, and cleared the first table instantly. Shocking the guys and myself.

I knew I wouldn't be too far behind the red man, since my skin was turning to scales now. A nice silvery tint like a chain metal or something, but needless to say most of the guys were worried as to what they were becoming.

Triple H was starting to get a lot more hair around his chin, like a mane or something. RVD had developed a tiger pattern of black and orange stripes on his skin, probably a tiger or something no doubt.

Yet the strangest one would have to be Chris Masters. He had two long fangs in his mouth, like a vampire, yet they were able to fold back. He too was getting scales yet complained his legs were going numb. "This isn't right! This shouldn't be happening to me!" he said in a worried tone.

"What are you becoming?" I asked him over coffee. He didn't know, the guy was damn scared to death of what was happening to him.

Strangely enough, some of the guys haven't even started to change at all. "Waz' up wit dat!" Hurricane would state, as he hasn't had a single sight of change. He looked rather upset. "Kane gets to change, you're almost done and I haven't even seen a fang!"

"Shane, take it easy it takes time" was my reply to him. Just as the last of my transformation occurred, a powerful tail ripped through my shorts and my horns grew out to a full finish. "Uh… yeah… Well I met the dude that started all of this earlier"

We did however run into a snag; Raw was done here at Madison Square Garden. Yet we were suppose to be going to a new arena… Oh man, airport security would have fun with us! Yet Vince had an idea. He told us with a grin. "Just leave it to me" I didn't like where McMahon was heading with this. But it didn't affect me, after all I can fly damn it… Well… at least I think I do. I got wings… but I don't know if I knew how to use them. Which brought me back to Kane. He was talking with some of the other guys like Jericho who sprouted a lion tail Triple H had a mane no doubt, so he too was a lion… this could be interesting.

"I'm king of the beasts!" Jericho called out proudly. Hunter however just smirked. "No I am. I'm bigger than you!" he shot back.

This was going to get ugly, yet Kane smirked. "None of you are," he said with a smirk.

"Huh?"

"Dragons are more powerful than lions. You're Kings of the jungle, not king of the beasts" I corrected.

A smug look came over Jericho's face. "Well then whose king? You or Kane?" Jericho smirked.

"No question, Kane!" I shot back. This stunned both young lions there. "He's changed before me, therefore he's an 'elder' as dragons would say."

"Damn it Cena you're making me feel old!" Kane laughed.

"Well that's the reason I came looking for you… do you know how to fly?" I asked him.

Well since the topic was brought up, Hunter and Jericho wanted to see Kane get some airtime. So we all made a little trip to the rooftop. Kane peered down to the street blow, it what he would be hitting if he didn't fly. "So what are you waiting for wing boy? Fly already!" smirked Hunter.

"Keep this up and I'll see if cats land on all fours!" Kane shot back. Oooo he's good at comebacks. Kane spread out his wings, flapping them gently to test the controls on them No doubt his were strong, yet are they powerful enough to fly? He stretched them out and looked down once more.

"I got to be nuts" he said to himself.

"Hey Kane, it's not that big of a deal, if you don't want to fly. Don't!" I said.

But there was that look of determination in his eyes; he stood on the edge of the rooftop. Without warning he leaned forward. He dropped like a rock. Hunter, Jericho and I looked down to see Kane was gone. But a rush of air went right past us, looking up. Kane was airborne!

"Nice" I grinned. Now… do I have the guts to try it? Kane landed after a while and looked like a kid with a new toy.

"You have got to try it!" he told us.

"Uh yeah, problem with that. Lions don't grow wings," Jericho stated. Yet there was a playful smirk on Kane's face. He grabbed Jericho's arm and took off into the sky! Jericho was screaming like a girl! "AH! AH! PUT ME DOWN PUT ME DOWN!" he screeched.

Hunter on the other hand was laughing until Jericho was eased back onto the roof. Kane went up and around, plucking the game off his feet!

"AAAHHHH! KANE NOT FUNNY! NOT FUNNY!" Hunter screamed. Kane twisted and turned like a roller costar, oh man. I wanted to fly now more than ever. When he finally put Hunter down, both Jericho and Triple H were sick. Kane took a seat close to me. "I can teach you. Come on!" he said as he extended his hand to me. I took it as he took off much more slowly this time. I opened my wings to catch some air; it was really cool of him to take it easy with me. After all it was my first time flying! He kept a good grip on my arm, as he taught me various ways of flight, gliding I caught on quickly with. Slow and steady I went with that. He then started to let go from time to time so I could fly on my own, dude I tell you. The wind in your face, the wind over your wings, hell the wings themselves are something to behold! But by the end of the night, I was able to fly solo. Doing my own twists and turns; this is something no roller costar could ever top!

"So, you cool now?" Kane asked as he flew backwards.

"Yeah… I think so… this is so weird!" I said with a smile.

We went back onto the rooftop and headed on inside. You could hear everyone talk about the changes going on. Some still haven't changed a bit.

Matt Hardy looked to be becoming a black panther, The Masterpiece hasn't been seen or heard from in a while, which concerned Kane quite abit.

"Maybe we need to check on Masters," he said.

"Do we have to?" I asked.

Knowing Kane and his concern for others, yeah. We do…