Chapter 7- Just not the same- Matt Hardy.

Glen… I mean Kane, is the greatest guy I know. Hell there is no other person I would rather work with than him. You know the stupid storyline he and I did with Lita? The one where he claimed he 'slept' with her and the whole pregnancy crap? You know what he did before the whole thing happened? He talked to me about it, knowing I didn't like it, nor did Amy… Lita. He asked if I was cool with it, and he expressed his discontent for it. It wouldn't be the first stupid storyline they have thrown him into. But now, I feel like it's one of those right now.

Some crazed sick guy named Quan Chi that's after him for some strange reason has forced him into this. Glen is the most gentle, kindhearted person I know. What was this guy thinking? We have seen what he's willing to do, I saw the video games and learned of him through Triple H, and he thinks he can make Kane into him! Is he some sort of moron? Or does he see darkness in Kane that none of us sees, or know about. Not even Glen knows, but hey we all have it. No person can be fully pure; every one has darkness in them. But that has me worried, the guys and I have see how dark Kane can be, in character he's a sick son of a bitch. Freaks the hell out of you with a mire glance. Yet as Glen, when he doesn't tell you everything. When all his emotions are bottled up inside of him when you know the man better. That's scary too.

I was out hanging with Jericho, Snitsky and Carlito. We were at a coffee shop as we talked about what had just happened. "It's not cool!" were the first words out of Carlito's mouth.

"No kidding, but what can we do about it?" Gene asked.

I thought it over. "Quite frankly, nothing!" was my reply, I was getting a strange feeling we were being watched. I noticed a man looking at us from across the table, him and a young blond woman staring at us oddly.

"What?" Gene asked of them.

They turned away not paying attention anymore. "I was on the roof when I heard Kane talking with Rayden" I whispered to them. The guys huddled in to hear me out, I told them everything I could about what was going on. Yet when the name Shang Tsung left my lips, the couple staring at us before rose from their seats and came over.

"Excuse me… did you say… Shang Tsung?" the man asked.

I gazed up at him. "Yeah… he's one of the toughest bosses to beat in the game… why?"

My lie wasn't good enough. "Can the crap kid, and tell us what you heard Rayden say" the woman snapped back.

"Why should we?" Carlito asked.

The woman didn't hesitate to produce a badge; she threw it on the table. Her name… was Sonja Blade!

"Now, start talking" she growled.

"And do it, she has a grip that could tear your balls off!" the guys smirked.

"Shut up Johnny!"

"Johnny… Johnny Cage?" Snitsky questioned.

"One and only. Now, answer the lady's question"

I looked to Miss. Blade and told her only a little bit of what I knew. "There's a sorcerer named Quan Chi, he cursed a friend of ours, we're worried if Quan gets killed, that other sorcerer Shang Tsung will come next. We don't know what to do, let alone how we can protect ourselves and our fans!" I explained to her.

Sonja snorted to me, as she grabbed her badge. "This is a joke right? Quan Chi? Please, and why the hell would he go after a… smelly, fat, greased up man?" she demanded.

"Same reason why you're going out with a stuck up pretty boy prick?" Snitsky smirked back.

"HEY!" Johnny snapped.

"Don't mock us, we have our reason. Besides it's not like you can do anything to help us!" I growled to them.

"Yeah" Jericho chimed in. Wanting to say at least something. "What?" he asked when the stares became awkward to him.

Miss Blade and Mr. Cage took their leave, as if they could do anything to stop a sorcerer. We all turned back to our coffees.

"How sharp do you think Kane's blades are?" Jericho asked out of the blue.

"Enough to cut through bone no doubt" Carlito replied.

We soon stated to talk about the upside of this, I mean sure… Kane's a powerful demon sorcerer and all. Yet he is still himself, you know? We haven't lost our best friend; I doubt we were ever going to. People change, not by choice some of the time. But change nonetheless.

We finished our coffee and went back to the hotel; it was short walking distance from the coffee shop. But something really odd happened as we were leaving, Jericho felt it instantly.

"Cold. There's a cold breeze in the air," he muttered.

Cold, hell it was freezing! But his Canadian skin probably feels it differently than the rest of us. "Damn, we're in California, why is there a chill?" Carlito asked.

Something wasn't right; it grew worst as I felt we were being followed. We walked briskly to the hotel, I saw Kane outside looking about.

"Kane… what are you doing?" I asked. He saw the chilled look we had as he too felt the breeze.

He looked at us and didn't say a word. "Nothing, I was just getting some air," he said. "Come on, I'll buy you all a drink"

We went into the hotel, when the cold wind vanished so suddenly. It was as if someone was watching us.

"Kane, you doing ok?" Snitsky asked.

He nodded to him. "I'm just fine Gene, really. I'm ok" he assured us; I would look in Glen's eyes every so often to see if he was truthful. Well he was. "I just hope this hotel isn't using water beds," he whispered to us. I could see how that would be a problem for him. We went to the bar where we were served drinks; the bar tender was a rather fine looking young lady. She had long smooth blond hair, and her eyes looked as if they could kill at a moment's notice. But the strange thing was she seemed to be focused on Glen, giving him a grin ever so often.

"Hey sweet thing, what's your name?" Gene asked as he tried to put on the charm to her.

The blond glared at him, not really caring. This was rather odd; Kane was given his drink of beer. He was about to drink from it when he stopped; the woman was watching him intensely. Wanting him to drink from the cup. As if it were important. Kane lowered his glass and turned to us.

"You know what fellas. I think I am just going to call it a night," he announced.

The lady bartender was stunned. "But sir… you must have at least a taste of your drink. It came all the way from Canada!" she said.

"Really? I'm from Canada. Who made it?" Jericho asked.

The woman stood there stunned. "It's not one that you are farmiller with" she said in a venomous tone.

"Try me!" Chris shot back with a coy grin. Before any one could blink, the woman grabbed something from behind the bar. She tried to strike Jericho in the face with it. Yet Kane caught her wrist! A large glass mug was inches from Jericho's face!

Kane smirked to her. "Mika. Tell your boss, nice try" Harshly Kane forced her arm back; it sent the girl running out of the room.

Needless to say we sat there speechless as Kane tipped over his beer, you could hear something fuzz onto the table. It wasn't carbonated either! It started to smoke as the liquid popped on the counter. "Yep just as I thought, cursed" Kane stated in a not too surprised tone.

"How did you know?" Jericho asked.

Kane smiled to him. "You helped me confirm it. I saw something odd about it, and not to mention I felt a chill go through me before I took a sip." Kane got up and left money for our drinks. "I'll see you guys later" With that he went upstairs to his room.

Jericho sat there rather dumbfounded. "I was going to get killed here and now by that chick right?" he asked. We all nodded. "Kane saved my life"

"Yeah" was my reply.

"Damn"