Chapter 10- Inked deal- Kane
Months now. It's been months to say the least and none of us had come up with anything. We were all in the back watching Raw when Triple H came out. He was grinning from ear to ear holding a contract of some sort. This got me interested, why would he be going to the ring with that? He got in and grabbed a mic. His had the largest smirk on his face. "Let's face it, it's no secret as to what the hell is going on here. Quite frankly… I'm against it. And I know you all know who my wife is… Stephanie McMahon" he called aloud.
The crowd booed him heavily on that. He just nodded to them. "But I may have figured out now, how it's done… why so many of the young wrestlers who are learning our business have their youth taken and forced into those who I have already faced; Undertaker, Shawn Michaels, Ric Flair, Kane. And trust me, I know who else was going to be given the same treatment to. But the thing is, I don't agree with all what they are doing. I am not at all pleased with how this is done. Because at the rate this is going… I am going to be the oldest guy in the locker room, and that isn't sounding good to me right now! So I am going to be the one that puts and end to it!"
Hunter spread out the papers all around him; well there were two of them. He went into his pocket and pulled out a weird looking pen. "This is called blood letting. Why you ask? You see this pen soaks up the blood of anything it touches. Such as say when Kane gets busted open; it can soak up the blood from a cloth, writing a contract in the crimson ink. You watching Kane? I'll explain this to you slowly" he said.
Damn that guy.
Hunter read aloud the contracts. One was his own. The other stunned even me. "Now the way the McMahons did this. Is that they take a contract of a veteran such as the Undertaker. Writing in the blood of Randy Orton the clause that states. "By a signature of a McMahon, will this action allow the Undertaker to possess Randy Orton's youth. In return, Randy Orton will be given the youth of the Undertaker. It's all in the fine print" he smirked.
We'll I'll be damned! The blood was the key to it? Hunter jabbed himself with the pen making it soak up his blood. "Now then, here's my contract. And the other right beside me will make them possess my body and take my age. Yet whose contract is this? Shall we see?" Triple H looked it over and nodded. "Ah yes, none other than…" before he could finish, Stephanie ran out to stop him.
"Hunter! What the hell are you doing!" she demanded of him.
Triple H smiled. "Just doing what you were. After all, wouldn't you like me better if I was a little older?" he asked.
She shook her head no. "Why are you doing this?"
Hunter shrugged to her. "You know, it seems rather unfair to the guys that I haven't even faced yet to prove I am that damn good. I mean I will have to face Kane and all them all over again… and they are kids compared to me! Stephanie, let's face it. You can't recycle old product"
Is he calling me old? I stood up from my seat, and was prepared to go out there myself. But I stopped. I mean… if I go out there now… perhaps whatever Hunter has planned would fall though.
Stephanie tired to see what contract he had. Hunter smirked. "Hmmm let's see… Oh, here's a good one I could become. Let me switch with. Kamala!" he grinned,
Stephanie's eyes widened in shock. "No… you wouldn't!" she warned. Hunter was about to put the pen down.
"Then tell me how do we reverse the process?"
Stephanie kept her mouth shut until Linda came out. "Now Hunter, you don't want to do anything irrational… I mean… come on… Kamala?" she asked.
Hunter shrugged. "Why not? I'm sick and tired of having to look in peek physical fitness. Beside Steph you said I would be better off with some handles on me" he smirked.
Whatever Hunter was going, it was crazy enough to work. The Son of a bitch seems to know what he's doing. But I wonder why that is though?
Linda started to look worry. "Hunter, we can't undo what we just did! You know that!" Linda pleaded.
"Ooo, here's once. Viscera!" He smirked as he pulled out another paper from his jacket. "How bout it Steph… a Visagra? Sounds good tonight?" he asked.
You could see Stephanie ready to throw up her implants. She was ill with the thought of Triple H being a 500-pound man… come to think of it… so was I! What the hell is he thinking?
Stephanie snapped then and there. "Ok! I'll tell you. Just for the love of GOD don't sign any of those damn papers with the pen!" she begged.
Stephanie confessed all what we had to do to get back to normal was to write our names on the contracts in our own blood… simple enough! Yet we had to use the pen. Hunter nodded to it and started walking to the back with the pen, only to have Linda snatch it from his hand. She grabbed the papers from Triple H, oh man. Was she ever pissed.
"Dirt sheets! You printed off dirt sheets making us believe they were contracts! Hunter!" she scolded. Hunter tried to get the pen back, yet was kicked in the groin hard by Linda. Well so much for the thought of grandchildren there Linda.
She raced to the back with the pen; it was time to move in. I saw her just go pass my door with it. I gave chase.
"MCMAHON!" I yelled. When she heard my voice she started to hightail it, I never knew she could run fast in heels. Lucky for me, I wasn't along on the chase. Masters who was just started to get more muceal tone on his new body blocked her off at one end. I had the other. "Give me the pen!" I ordered her.
Linda smirked. "I rather not" With what force she had in her arms, she threw the pen down into the ground. Shattering it into pieces! Hunter's blood oozed from all over the place and covered the tiny shards of the glass container… it's over.
Linda smiled to us. "Well then boys… I suppose you should get use to your new bodies" she grinned.
"No… that was too easy" I growled. I grabbed her by the neck, and force her to the wall. "A mere pen… did all of this? I find that hard to believe Linda. You're lying to me," I whispered in her ear. My voice probably slithered in her mind. "Tell me the truth, and I won't snap your neck"
Linda was starting to get scared. "You wouldn't!"
"You said it yourself, if I did all that to the McMahon family and not be in trouble for it, it was good business. Now that you have told me I can never leave the company. Where else will I go? And what would you do?" I laughed.
"I will take away your youth!" she snapped.
I started to laugh more and more, louder than ever before. It echoed the halls as I locked my eyes onto hers. "Oh Linda. I don't matter what age I am; you cannot take the monster out of me. I will still hunt you down! Time after time, over and over again. Come now Linda… do you want me to hurt you?" I asked.
Her breathing was more labored as her heart raced, I could feel it in my hands as the blood rushed through her small neck. God, it was so wonderful to feel.
"Kane… please… I can't do it… I didn't do this to you or the others!" she cried.
I tisked at her "Linda, you know better than to lie to me…." I was suddenly hit from behind, it was hard enough to make me lose my grip on Linda, and fall to the ground, I was knocked out cold…