Chapter 2- More than meets the eye.
The Undertaker did end up showing Cindy around, Kane tagged along much to her pleasure. Taker would talk seriously about one thing, as Kane would speak of a humorous story afterwards. Cindy hung on their every word. She began to try and warm up to the brothers of destruction, yet soon found that more difficult. "I was wondering why you boys would settle down. You're strapping young men," she asked of them.
Kane smirked. "Please don't tell me you're an obsessed fan. I have enough of those to deal with as does Taker" Kane begged.
Cindy smirked. "Well the difference between obsession and possession to me isn't that big…" she stopped in mid sentence when her eyes locked onto Triple H. He stared at her from down the hall through his thick sunglasses; he seemed to refuse to break eye contact with her.
"Tour's over. Find your own way around" Taker stated as he broke away from the new diva. He grabbed Kane's shirt and dragged him along to the locker room. Taker slammed the door shut when he turned to his in ring brother. "You get the feeling something strange about her?" he asked.
Kane nodded. "Hell yes. I mean, she wants us… like really, really wants us… she ain't sugar coating it either!"
Taker nodded in agreement. "We stay away from her. No matter what, we keep our distance"
Kane agreed with the term however it will be more difficult to do when McMahon revealed Cindy's role.
She was a traveling market guru that is her gimmick between Raw and Smackdown. Her first task happened to be Kane. She was trying to change Kane's character to make him more…. TV friendly as it were, yet on screen she just looked like she was only trying to get friendly with Kane. She would caress his chest and stroke his arms.
Remaining in Character Kane snapped back at her warning her. "A monster never chances his views, not matter the change on the outside" it was the single sentence that made the fans love Kane, despite the invasion of Smackdown Kane was popular with the WWE fans. The same went with the Undertaker. Cindy would try and get him to smile or wear something other than black. Taker kept silent as he glared down at her with rage and anger. Things weren't going well for Cindy, yet it was for her own good in the end.
Every few weeks the Raw and Smackdown locker room would meet up, Taker and Kane would take time out to talk with one another and speak of the new girl. "She's driving me nuts!" Kane growled to Taker in a hotel room. "God it's like listening to a love sick fan that devotes their love and uterus to you"
Kane's comments brought a smile to Taker's eyes. "Yeah, I didn't know you got fans like that too" Taker smirked.
Kane laughed. "Nothing on you Deadman, I know you got some crazy ones that would eat the dirt you walked on"
The two of them laughed; when they settled down they became silent. "I got this weird feeling about her… I don't like it one bit" Kane whispered.
Taker nodded in agreement. "The Mrs. isn't all that fussed about her either"
"Neither is mine. Yet we haven't had a problem with the other divas," Kane pondered for a moment. "Come to think of it, the other girls don't even talk to her, it's like they avoid her"
This stuck the Deadman as an odd situation. "Normally the girls have no problem with one another… I wonder what gives?" Taker asked himself.
Kane however let out a loud yawn. "I don't know about you. But I have been so tired as of late. More the normal"
Taker yawned as well. "Same here on that. Let's call it a night, we'll talk tomorrow ok bro?" Taker asked as he playfully punched Kane in the arm. Kane smiled and walked back to his hotel room. He only kicked off his shoes and fell into bed with his street clothing on.
"So tired," he muttered as he felt a cold chill go through his body….
Meanwhile….
Taker remained up for an hour or so, he requested to have his room next to Kane so he could talk with him. Taker was about to go into bed when he heard Kane scream from next door! Instantly he shot out of the covers and going though the connected door into Kane's room. There he saw the most petrified look on his face, Kane was white as a ghost. "What the hell happened?" he asked.
Kane had his right hand clasped over his neck. Slowly he took it off…. Showing the Deadman there was blood on his hands. "I didn't do anything… I swear!"
Taker was concerned and looked at Kane's neck; blood was smeared all over the wound, yet he did see where it all came. Two simple round holes were in visible. The blood had cloth and ceased the bleeding. "What is it? Am I going to be ok?" Kane asked with a scared tone in his voice.
Taker fell silent as the holes started to shrink and soon vanish; his blood also disappeared in an instant.
"What in God's name is going on?" Taker muttered as he ran his fingers over Kane's flesh. "It's healed"
This concerned the big red monster. "What the hell is happening to me Taker? I shouldn't have been bleeding!"
Taker didn't want to say it aloud, but Kane looked like a vampire bit him. "I don't know bro, but I promise we will find out"