Chapter 7- The Smackdown reaction- Undertaker

"I say no way will you do it!" came the grin of Batista. Smiling a fanged grin to Benoit. Chris Benoit held a whole chicken in his clawed, scaly hand.

"You sure you don't want to change your mind Batista? I've been practicing!" Benoit warned.

Just then I walked up to them wondering what the hell was going on. "What are you doing?"

"Chris thinks he can swallow that roasted chicken whole." Batista explained. "I tried to earlier today. I could do it… But Benoit… I don't know"

I rolled his eyes. "If you got money down on this I will go double or nothing Benoit WILL swallow that whole" And damn it I was serious.

Batista looked about for pockets on the side where his wallet normally is. "Oh right… my pants ripped off when this happened." Batista stood in his ring gear, he was a large brown dragon and yet his tattoos were still visible to the naked eye. Benoit was a large long black and blue snake; Benoit smiled to me, and yet turned his attention to Batista.

"What do you say big man, double or nothing?" he asked.

Batista nodded. "I'm in, 40 bucks" he called out. "Now, let's see you choke" Dave grinned.

Benoit shook the kinks from his neck as he jaw just started to slack at the corners, shocking the hell out of Dave. The chicken went in. And Batista was able to follow the chicken as Benoit's body expanded; there was a small visible lump in Chris' stomach at the end. "Well I'll be damned!"

I grinned. "Never bet against a snake in a contest like that Dave, they always swallow things whole. I'll get my money later"

Chris' stomach growled. "I'm still hungry"

Dave and I looked to Benoit oddly. "How many chickens have you eaten?" Dave asked.

Chris shrugged. "I lost count, I was hungry"

"Damn" I sighed aloud. "Well I'm glad I ain't in this alone now. It would have sucked. But how did you become a dragon?" I asked Batista.

Dave didn't know. "Beats me, but I learned something cool. I can make earthquakes!"

Something tells me I almost did a 'people's eyebrow' as it were. "Earthquakes?" I asked.

"Yeah you know that little dance I do at the top of the ramp, it makes earthquakes now!" Dave said with a grin.

Benoit nodded. "It's true, I can feel the damn things since over half my body mass is on the ground… I've been real sensitive to vibrations." Just then Benoit's head whipped right around seeing Heidenreich coming down the hall.

"Hey Heid. How you feeling?" I called out.

"Been better… but my skin is so rough, like sand paper or something!" Heidenreich joined the group, and was he right about his skin. It had become rough as sand paper yet looked smooth from a distance. "And damn, every time I eat something hard. I lose a tooth!" he said as he presented everyone with a fist full of teeth. "What kind of animal loses teeth like this!"

"Dude, you're a shark" Batista replied.

"What? If I were wouldn't I need water to breath?"

"You're a shark, just not a full one. See none of us are really fully the creatures within… we're kinda half way there. We all have our facial features if you haven't noticed" Benoit explained.

Batista was staring at Heidenreich's back. "Cool, you got fins!" Dave grinned as he gently tugged on them.

"They are growing on my wrist too, so cut it out!"

"Look at the bright side, you don't have a tail like the rest of us… see" Batista stated as he held one up.

"Let go of that Dave" Benoit hissed. Batista looked and realized he was holding Benoit's tail.

"Goddamn it man, how long are you?"

Benoit looked about his long slender body. "Uh… maybe twenty, twenty five feet give or take?" Dave rolled his eyes as he decided to leave and get some fresh air. Heidenreich went to the catering room for something to eat as Benoit stared to coil himself up.

"When is this gonna be over Mark?" Chris asked of me.

I sighed aloud. "To hell if I know. But all I can say is might as well make the best of it"

I decided to move along on his way to check up on the others.

Strangely enough I ran into Randy Orton who was turning into a wolf, Randy caught glimpse of his tail and gave chase, running in circles after it. I couldn't resist standing around and watching for a while. Orton growled as he snapped at it and continued to chase after it.

"Oh the mighty legend killer has found his greatest adversary… his own damn tail" I smirked. Randy caught his tail. He chewed on it for a moment, only to realize what he was doing.

He spat it out and tried to look like he meant to do that. "It sharpens my skills" he lied to me as he tried to maintain his pose. "Can you do that?" he asked.

I just bend down and picked up my long scaly tail from behind me. "Oh yeah, my skills are honed. Sharp as a tack Orton, sharp as a tack" I couldn't resist smiling at Randy. "This is too rich"

"Please… don't tell them," Orton begged.

"Yeah, yeah. Just don't do it in the ring. You do you're screwed."

Orton's eyes dropped. "We're going to wrestle like this!"

"Yep at Survivor series."

"No, I can't! I'm a dog!"

"Wolf"

"Whatever!" Orton looked worried. "Please I can't go out like this!"

"Don't talk to me about it! Talk to McMahon!" I shot back.

As I left he stated to watch those who haven't fully discovered their inner creature, slowly become them. JBL had horns growing from his head, yet they were more like a bull than anything else. Booker T's hair was became full and thick like a mane. "Damn lions" I muttered.

Yet I was rather puzzled; a lot of the guys were lions or some sort of large cats. Yet in this locker room, only Batista and myself were dragons. I take pride in the fact I am one, yet couldn't quite understand why others weren't like me. As I made my way around the locker room, wondering what more could come of this new discover.