Kane booked around a corner at mach three nearly clobbering Trish Stratus on the way around.

"Whoa! Sorry Trish!" He called over his shoulder without stopping.

"It's okay...I guess." She squeaked still plastered to the wall.

"Hey!" The big man stopped and turned. "Have you seen Robin?" Trish shook her head nervously. "No? Damn... Okay, see you later." Kane flipped his hair out of his face and waved before taking off again.

He passed a monitor in time to see Lita get dropped for a three count.

"Aw..." He groaned making a mental note to stop and see her.

"Hey..." He said to a man passing with a clipboard. "Let me see tonight's roster." The man flipped through his paperwork and handed it to him. Kane scanned it and gasped. "Thanks man." He said handing it back and clapping him on the back. The stagehand flinched and skittered away.

"No time now." He said to himself and decided he'd catch her after the match. "Then I can clear all this up." He thought and strolled back toward his dressing room to watch Robin decimate Stacy Kiebler one more time.

Robin closed her eyes and prepared herself for the match ahead. There was the familiar hiss of pyrotechnics ready to go off. She took a step through the curtain and BOOM! The crowd erupted as her music kicked in and she stalked to the ring smiling as she caught a glimpse of her name waving wildly over someone's head.

She slid into the ring on her knees and jumped up, flames exploding from the ring posts and ramp. The crowd ate it up and so did she. Robin climbed a turnbuckle and spread her arms wide soaking in her new fans.

The lights came up and Stacy's music started. Robin stood at the far side of the ring watching her strut, her hands on her hips.

"So where's your little friend?" Robin said under her breath as Stacy walked down alone. Normally, Test didn't let her out of his sight.

Robin filed the information away. Now wasn't the time to speculate, it was time to make Stacy cry...beg...whatever. That thought made Robin smile.

Stacy crawled through the ropes, playing to the hoots and catcalls of the crowd. Robin rolled her eyes.

"Just ring the bell..." She mumbled as Stacy did a cartwheel and came up smiling right at her. No, wait...not at her...Stacy was smiling behind her.

Robin's stomach dropped.

"Oh no..." She breathed wheeling around with her arms up defensively. "How did you...?" She gasped at Test just before he brought the sledgehammer down across her face.

Robin's cheek exploded in pain as she crumpled to the mat. Dimly she could hear Stacy laughing above her. The crowd was near silent as Test brought the handle down across her back. Robin was stunned, she couldn't move. Her face hurt so much. She was sure her cheekbone was crushed. Instinctively, Robin curled into a ball to try to stop the pain. Test stood above her yelling something she couldn't make out. Robin didn't care what he was saying, for the first time in her life she was praying for someone to save her.

Stacy got bold suddenly and kicked Robin in the head. She shrieked and sprawled out face down.

"See what happens when you cheat me out of a title shot?" Stacy purred into her opponent's ear. Robin didn't respond. She wouldn't give them the satisfaction.

Test grabbed her by the neck and hauled her to her feet. The look on his face was murderous. He pushed her back and Robin stumbled into Stacy's waiting arms. The blonde laughed as Robin struggled feebly, blood pouring from her broken face.

Stacy stuck a knee into her lower back as she pulled way back on her arms.

"No... No... NO!" Robin yelled shaking her head and crying as Test picked up the sledgehammer and gave it a test swing.

"Kane!" Mark yelled running up to him at full speed.

"What? What's wrong?" He said alarmed. Mark never got this excited.

"You didn't see?" His brother said shocked. Kane's face darkened.

"See what?" He growled.

"Come on, it's Robin. Test has her."

No more words were spoken, the two brothers ran past the stagehands and through the curtain.

The crowd exploded when they emerged but it was too late.

"Oh my God NO!" Kane screamed at what he saw. There was the love of his life stretched and bloody between Stacy's arms and Test leering at her with a huge sledgehammer. Kane couldn't breathe, but when his brother moved he snapped into action.

Kane flew down the ramp as fast as his legs would carry him. Test glanced over grinning triumphantly at him as he twirled the hammer one more time and slammed it into Robin's midsection just as the brother's cleared the ring.

Robin cried out in a way Kane had never known a human being could. It felt like his heart exploded in his chest as he watched her crumple to the mat like a rag doll.

"Go to her. I'll take care of Test." Mark commanded pushing his brother on. Kane didn't need the prompting; he already had her, her head in his lap as he tried to wipe the blood away.

"Baby... Baby, please answer me." Kane sobbed over her unresponsive form. There was so much blood. He didn't know what to do. "Get a god damned trainer down here!" He yelled to the ring announcer. She pointed to the ramp as the medics and trainers pulled a stretcher toward the ring.

"Kane...Kane you have to move. We've got to get to her." A medic said to him. He nodded dumbly and staggered away from his broken Robin.

"There's so much blood. Why is there so much blood?" He gasped as they loaded Robin onto the gurney and wheeled her down the ramp with Kane in tow.