Chapter 6- Heart to heart

Cal and the Undertaker went back to the dressing room. Taker locked the door as he turned to his son. "I tried everything in my power to be sure you never ended up here… why?" he demanded of Cal.

"Dad… I am not a wrestler like you! I am just a security guard!"

"Gunner, don't pull that on me!" Taker snapped back, using his son's real name. "I told you, you were better off as a bouncer. Here, do you have any idea how much McMahon is getting on my case about you? He wants you in the ring, not as fan control. I told him I won't let you do this. I don't want you making the mistakes I did… I prayed you wouldn't get my powers…"

Gunner was silent as his father spoke, Taker looked to be full of regret and pain as he talked, more than anything the last thing Taker wanted was to be a target by the guys. "Why did I let Randy do this to you?" he asked himself.

"Dad it's not your fault really! I can handle Orton… sort of… he spat on my friend. I didn't know what came over me"

Taker only nodded to his son, knowing very well what happened. Gunner wanted to protect his friends; Randy brought it apone himself to make him snap. Randy should have known better.

"Dad… I won't be a security guard here anymore… if you don't want me to"

His son's words hit Taker in a way he never felt, he looked at his son in the eyes. "I don't want you to give up on your dream. Like I said before. I don't want you to make the same mistakes I did when on the road. And you know the kind of problems I have with some fans as it is" Taker explained.

Gunner nodded. "I know, I was your security guard at one of them… I never realized the police could use a stun gun like that on someone" he grinned. Taker did a half smile yet it quickly faded.

"That was a hell of a time for my powers to come through for you. How do you feel?"

Gunner wasn't sure how to answer it; in a way he loved it. The power that flowed through him, sending fear into Orton's soul the pure sight of terror in the young wrestler excited him. Yet he feared what would become of him, if he enjoyed the feeling too much.

The silence was the only answer Taker needed. "You're aware of what you can do, and how it feels to do it. Yet know this, with great power…"

"Comes great responsibility… I know" Gunner sighed.

Taker stared at him oddly. "No, with great power, comes stronger enemies!" he corrected. "Look at your uncle Kane. He has powers, yet he's been keeping it low key. I do as well. But for a punk kid like Orton, I don't mind making him quiver in his little booties" Taker said to his son with a small smile.

Gunner smiled back and laughed abit. Yet a thought came over him. "Dad… what if I discovered this somewhere else? What if I didn't get a job here and this happened at a bar or something?"

Taker never considered that option, he had tried to hard to make sure Gunner never came here. But didn't think what would happen if his power were unleashed at a different job site.

"I guess it's a good thing we never found out huh?" Taker questioned.

Gunner nodded. "Dad… can I still be called Cal around you guys? Don't get me wrong, I love my name… it's just so I still have some privacy around here?"

Taker nodded, fully agreeing to his son's request. "Next time though, leave Orton to me"

Gunner nodded as they walked out of the room. Taker patted him on the back, letting his son know he was proud of him either way. Taker's eyes saw a mark on Gunner's arm… his symbol. It appeared liked a birthmark, Taker gently tugged down on his sleeve. Covering it up. They walked out of the locker room, only to be stopped by Vince McMahon.

"Now will you let him?" Vince demanded. "I told you, your son is a natural at pleasing the audience. Just like Shane is with wrestling. Come on Taker!"

"I said NO!" yelled back the Deadman.

"Dad… please, let me?" asked Gunner. Taker was stunned to his son's request. Yet back down.

Gunner approached McMahon and did the strangest thing. He placed his massive hand on the top of Vince's head. Taker watched as an odd glow came from his son, and then went to Vince. When released, Vince stared at Gunner blankly.

"Cal? What are you doing back here?"

"Randy spat on a fan, so I figured as a suck up and so we don't get sued, is that I take them backstage and get some autographs" he lied.

Vince smiled and patted him on the shoulder. "Very good, Taker… is there a reason as to why you are here?"

Taker smirked. "No sir" was his answer; Vince once more nodded and walked away from the two of them. Taker nodded with his approval. "Not bad" he smirked.

Taker and Gunner headed back to Kane and the girls, not knowing someone was watching them intensely. "Powers huh? But not as strong as mine, perhaps…. We ought to find out…"

Author's note: Sorry for the delay. I've been very busy!