Chapter 8- Mind games- Undertaker

McMahon, who knew he would sink to this level to keep his business alive. He doesn't have the faith of fans to pick and choose whom they want to watch. The new guys are forced down their throats, forcing the fans to like them or hate them. He's going about this all-wrong, and I will show him how wrong it is.

I walked into the office of Vince, without knocking or anything. Becoming the arrogant 20 something I was back then. Vince was at his desk and started to write up some papers. I pulled up a chair kicked the papers off with my boots and rested my feet on the table.

"Hey Vince" I smirked to him.

Needless to say, he wasn't pleased. "What brings you back… and in such a composed manner?" Vince asked of me.

My eyes turned to the rumble, you can see the look of confusion on the fan's faces when they see a young Ric Flair and HBK duking it out, after eliminating an ageing Carlito and Chris Masters.

"It's some idea you have McMahon. Allowing us older veterans more time in the ring, by forcing the youth of the greens on us. One of your lowest points yet"

Vince glared at me. "I told you, I have nothing to do with this!" he seethed back at me.

I mad my boots part off a little so I could see Vince through them. "Oh damn, I'm sorry then. After all the blabbing I heard come from Shane's gums…"

"Shane?" Vince asked of me.

I nodded to him. "Yeah, he talked about what happened to Kane and I, and how successful it's becoming. He figured he could do a few more transformations. You know. Bring back Hulk Hogan, screw Triple H when Hulkamania goes wild!" I said aloud.

Vince started to have a look of concern on his face. "Triple H is my son in law" he stated.

"No need to give me the lesson on that… pops" I smirked. I figured it I was 24. I would start acting it. "Yeah, can you imagine, I can go back to my old ways. Partying all night, coming in late. And Paul ain't around to baby sit me like he did before. Damn that guy was so organized"

You could see Vince do that visible gulp, realizing what could happen. "Oh and Kane too. I will make sure he parties as well; I'll even bring the Mrs. Do you have any idea how much she LOVES this now? Huh? I'm the same age as her; we can do things together I never thought possible. My hips have never been better either Vince. But it got me thinking. What if someone younger wants to become older for some reason?"

Now this really was getting Vince's attention as I took my boots off the table. "I mean think about it. Who could get away with such a thing? Shane could easily say the curse to you couldn't he? Since he's the spitting image of his daddy. Running the company, as you and no one would be the wiser. Wouldn't that be something?" I asked. I could see the gears turn in Vince's head. "And from what's to be known, there's no way of reversing this"

That did it then and there. He got out of his chair and stormed out of the office, damn. I can really get into people's heads that good. I went out to find Kane and the others. Kane decided at the last minute to go out and do the Royal Rumble… Well… it wasn't much of a challenge since he was one of the last few left. His new strength and power allowed him to eliminate everyone before and after him. Yet it would be John Cena that comes out and knocked him out of the ring. Cena had a rather surprised look. He mouth Kane's name. Making him smirk.

The poor Cena kid was confused as hell as to what was going on. He ought to be greatful his chain gang is preventing him from becoming an old timer quickly.

I approached Randy and Masters. "Well?" Randy asked. "I filled in Chris. What do you know?"

I explained to them I got into Vince's head, and it could be a while before they decide to reverse the process… if it can be reversed.

Masters was trying to remain calm. "I spent years trying to get my body in perfect shape… and now… I may not be able to get it back? It's not fair!"

"Just know this Masters. Kane didn't want your youth!" I told him. Masters didn't seem to care anymore. He decided to go and work out to see what he could salvage of his body.

I turned to Orton. "You're not sorry this happened to me are you?" he asked of me.

"I ain't going to lie, but look at it this way. With age comes wisdom" I told him, and no truer words could be spoke about that. He could use a little growing up, just not this rapidly. Kane came to the back followed by Cena.

"I thought this was just a joke! Dude… this is real!" he said as he poked at Kane's arm. "Whoa…"

"Stop it" Kane growled to John.

Kane saw the smirk on my face and knew what I had done. The bug that was put in Shane's ear was now in McMahon's. "Just a matter of time right?" He asked of me.

I nodded in agreement. God, I really hope this works. I was young once, and made some stupid choices. Some I wish never to do or relive again.

Kane let out a sigh. "What if they don't do it?" he asked of me.

Orton didn't wish to think of that now. "They will!" he spat back.

Cena nearly jumped when he saw Randy. "What's with the wrinkles?"

"Shut up Cena!" Orton spat back.