Chapter 5- Why us?- Undertaker.

I sat there taking in everything of what Shao was saying… you know what. I don't even bother to ask why anymore. It's lost all sense and meaning anyway. "So… The gods are really Kane's and the dragon's powers manifested into living things with human forms?" I asked aloud.

"Yeah" Raiden replied.

I just shrugged my shoulders. "Nothing is surprising me anymore" I got up to leave.

"Mark, there are more on the way" explained Vince.

I nodded to him. "Yeah, I figured that, two down. What ever the hell is left to go" I took my leave. To be honest I was sick and tired of all of this crap. I didn't really care what was going to happen; yet I worried for Kane.

He followed me out with a concerned look. "Taker… Taker…" he called to me. I stopped and saw the fear in his eyes. "Help me if others come?" he asked. "I don't know what the hell I'm doing… it just doesn't feel right to me anymore"

I nodded in agreement with him. I didn't feel right about this and hell I ain't feeling my best right now since I was knocked out. But I agreed with Kane, I would stick with him. The guy is like a brother to me. Who am I to turn my back on him?

We went to check out on Randy, who seemed to be just fine, not a scratch on him. "What did you say happen?" I asked Orton.

"Oh man Taker, I was thrown through a wall!" he smirked, grinning at the fact that he felt invincible. "Stung, yet hell it would have killed me!" he explained.

"I think we found Mick Foley's kindred spirit," I muttered to Kane. It made him laugh, leaving Orton wondering what the hell was so funny.

Kane and I walked out, only to run into Dave. He had a concerned look on his face. "I see what's going on… who's coming next do you assume?" he asked of us.

Kane sighed aloud. He didn't know; these Elder gods had plans of their own. Yet their main goal is to have Kane dead… and then me… since I seem to have now consumed an elder god second hand.

"We will let them come, and we will raise some hell. You know that. We just need to be prepared for the worst," I explained to them.

Kane nodded as Batista agreed with what I said. "Question is, who's next?" Dave asked of us.

"That was a Goldberg moment there Dave" Kane smirked to him, yet his smile quickly disappeared. The poor guy was miserable as hell with what's been going down. There has to be a way to make it so everyone is happy. And so those damn elder gods leave us the hell alone!

The rest of the night was quiet to say the least, we were all met at the hotel room for drinks. Orton looked to be on edge for a strange reason. "You ok Randy? It's like someone is going to attack you with a chair or something!" his father stated.

Orton brought his finger to his lips. He heard something odd. I got the room to shut their yaps as I began to hear it too. It was a low rumble, coming in closer, I saw my beer glass on the counter starting to shake as the beer fizzed and foamed over. Dave looked at me and nodded. We knew it was another attempt on the elder god's part. Yet what it was I didn't know.

We ran outside just as Kane was walking right towards us. "KANE STOP!" I yelled.

He took one step when the ground shook; we all nearly lost our balance. Yet Kane was being pulled into the blacktop like quicksand!

"COME HERE!" I heard Orton yelled aloud. He launched his harpoon at Kane, it wrapped around his body. Orton started to pull has hard as he could. "HANG ON KANE!" he yelled to him. How that boy kept his balance so well as the ground shook…. I don't know. But Randy was pulling hard and Kane tried to get himself out. Dave managed to regain his ground. He turned into his dragon form, don't ask my why he did this… but I swear to God it worked. He did his little dance whenever he comes out onto the ramp. It combated the quake around us, and makes the shaking stop. I didn't feel any other power around us. Perhaps they left?

"Whoa… I won" Dave grinned.

I turned to Orton who looked tired as hell; he used up all he had to keep Kane up. "You did good," I told him.

"Thank you" Randy smiled back to me.

"Uh… Guys" Kane called aloud. He turned and saw he was now stuck in the driveway. "Any ideas now?" he asked.

Damn, I know it wasn't funny. But hell I couldn't stop laughing! He was half way stuck in the ground!

Dave was smirking and knew he had to get Kane out. Orton fell over laughing his ass off. But Dave got him out no problem. He forced one foot into the ground and was able to part it with great ease. Kane pulled himself out and Dave pushed the ground back together.

"That would have been one huge ass pothole" Batista smirked.

"Yeah, and I wouldn't have been a hell of a speed bump" Kane shot back. The elder gods are starting to get more and more risky. Pulling this off in a high-populated area… damn. What low would they go to get Kane?