Chapter 3- Enter Darkness- Kane

Normally it was suppose to be just Raw on TV tonight, yet thank God Taker was in the back. I was doing my match against a heel Hurricane… now known as Gregory Helms when I saw a black mist come oozing from the ring. This wasn't part of the show, and I stopped to stare at Helms. I could sense something powerful here and turned to him. "Get out of the ring!" I ordered. He didn't know how to react at first so I just grabbed him and threw him over the top rope. That would do it. My back had been turned when the fans started to scream. I could hear one kid yell.

"KANE BEHIND YOU!" I ducked just as a blade came down! It sliced through the ring ropes like a hot knife through butter… this must have been an elder god.

"Stand still boy!" he ordered as he pointed his blade at me. "You know why I am here!"

I tried to look as innocent as possible. "Vince wanted to liven up the show?" I asked.

He was about to bring down his blade once more when I just rolled out of the way. Something strong and powerful came from behind of Dark, knocking him to the ground with authority… it was Taker! Oh Thank God for that man.

Taker was in his dragon form and stood poised to battle. Dark only laughed at him. "A dragon battles a god? Seriously, this is too rich!" Dark tried to strike down the Deadman. But Taker caught his fist in one hand. He had locked hands to see who would be strongest. The arena's light flickered and the mist grew thick by the minute. Lighting sparked from their fists and eyes. Neither was going to give way to the other, how Taker could match a god in power I will never know. Yet I felt something strange happening to me the more I watched. It's hard to explain, it was like I have seen this all before… or perhaps done it before.

Dark and the Deadman released each other's hands at the same time. They were perfectly even.

A grin came over Mark's face. "Wow, I got the same strength as you do" he smirked. It didn't please Dark one bit. Even thought he was an elder god, Dark wasn't one to play fair. He pulled out a small blade and was about to plunge it into Taker's stomach. I got in the ring and did something stupid to say the least. I took the blow, the blade cut into my gut and I bled greatly. Dark laughed not seeing Reptile behind him! Reptile took hold of the sword he used earlier, and stabbed the side of the elder god. Dark was stunned to say the least when everything started to get messed up from here. I felt Dark's power leave him… he was getting weaker as it drained through the sword wound. I on the other hand… I felt great! Never better to say the least. Dark stared at me with a stunned look.

"You knew it! YOU KNEW IT!" he screamed at me. He vanished into black mist screaming and cursing me when I suddenly noticed where he went to… my open wound was taking in Dark's power and strength. It sealed itself up when it was all said and done.

Taker stared at me oddly and rather stunned. "What the hell just happened?" he asked of me.

I looked down at my hand, the blood was gone and it looked like I was never even stabbed. "I… don't know," I whispered back slowly.

The crowd on the other hand was chanting like mad. "THAT WAS AWESOME" was one chant going and that considering a swear word.

I was so freaked out with what had happened, I ran to the back without thinking. My head was spinning like mad for a strange reason. I didn't hear Taker come up behind me. He placed his hand on my shoulder, asking if I was ok when he was sent flying across the room! I didn't do anything! Really… well… at least I don't think I did.

"Taker!" I screamed when it sunk in what had happened. Taker was out cold on the ground, little bolts of power surged all across his body like static. What the hell did I just do? Kahn came down the hall and saw the damage was done; he simply nodded and went on his way.

"KAHN!" I yelled out to him. He stopped to look at me. "What did I just do?" I asked of him.

His eyes looked down at the Deadman and he smirked. "You did what was meant to happen" that was the only explanation he gave me as he went on his way… did what was meant to happen? What the hell does that mean? I carefully picked Taker off the ground and brought him to a locker room to rest up. What the hell is going on?

One moment I am standing face to face with Dark. Next thing I knew. Dark was sucked inside of me and I some sent Taker flying across the hall… what the hell is going on here? Is this what the Elder gods could be fearing about me? Damn, I am so confused right now. I hope I never do that again.

I decided to sit for a while until Taker came too. John and Rob ran in to check on me. "Dude… that was SICK!" John stated with a smile. "I never knew you could do that!"

I shrugged to the idea; well neither did I. "What happened to Dark?" Rob asked of me.

"Hell if I know. I just saw him get sucked into my bloody wound and next thing I knew I was running to the back. Taker just touched my shoulder and well… he ain't the best looking sleeping beauty. Yet that's the best comparison I got right now" was my reply.

Rob check Taker's pulse and everything, it was normal and he wasn't give a concussion. "He'll be ok," he said.

"Yeah… I just wish I knew what happened" I sighed.