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Shawn's eyes were glued to the screen when heard the Undertaker's music hit, and he sat perfectly still watching the majestic entrance, feeling his heart beating quickly in his chest. His blue eyes roamed over every inch of the dark figure, from those piecing green eyes down to the laces on his boots.
'God, it feels so good just to see him…' he thought absently, folding his legs under him as he watched. 'He looks great. We should definitely go out after…' His thoughts trailed off as the image of Hunter's face flickered in his mind, and he felt a stab of guilt.
"I can't even get his cell number… If Hunter sees that, he'll rip my liver out," he whispered to himself, and then turned his attention back to the monitor when he heard Batista's music. Unconsciously, he growled at the Animal.
"Get him, 'Taker," he said softly as the two men in the ring stared one another down. The Phenom started the match of with a few punches at Batista, quickly backing him into a corner and going to work. Obviously caught off guard, the Animal ducked out under the rope, going to the outside to regroup, but 'Taker was out right after him, grabbing his head from behind.
But Batista wasn't a former World Heavyweight Champion for nothing. Almost expertly, he reversed an Irish Whip from the Undertaker, sending the Deadman crashing violently into the steel stairs, knocking them completely apart.
Shawn winced, seeing the grimace on Mark's face as he stood, holding his leg for a moment before shrugging off the pain and going into the ring after Batista, who had rolled in to break the 10 count. The Animal bounced off the opposite ropes to kick his opponent, but 'Taker caught his foot, standing quickly and knocking Batista down with a hard clothesline.
First cover of the match got a two count for the Undertaker, who began to wrench Batista's forearm, pulling it hard enough to dislocated it. He twisted it over his head and backed towards the turnbuckle.
"Old school!" Shawn said with a smile along with the audience as the Phenom went up top and came down with a hard forearm across Batista's back. The Deadman punched at the Animal, applying a few painful armbars before grabbing the other arm, twisting it, and going to the opposite turn buckle, apparently going for Old School again…
But this time, Batista caught him, and turned the jump into a wicked Spinebuster. The Animal rubbed his injured arms for a moment before picking up the Undertaker by his hair, pushing him into the corner and climbing onto the second rope.
The audience counted along with the punches. One…two…three…four… At the 9th punch, the booing had reached a crescendo, which suddenly became a wild fit of cheering as the Undertaker grabbed Batista's legs and lifted him high for a Last Ride.
Shawn was literally on his feet, fists clenched as he watched the Animal go down hard, head bouncing off the mat. 'Taker crawled into a cover, straddling the man, using all of his weight to hold him down.
One…two… Just before the three, Batista was able to roll his shoulder out, eyes glazed. Shawn groaned in disappointment, and could see the equal frustration on the Undertaker's face as he began to punch the Animal, still holding him down. But the moment he began to stand, Batista threw a wild punch that caught 'Taker in the stomach, and give the Animal the opportunity to run to the opposite ropes and Spear the hell out of the Deadman before going for a cover.
Another breathtaking two count, but the Undertaker was still fighting, all grit and endurance as he kicked out. Batista went to the ropes, shaking them, signaling for the Batista Bomb, when the Undertaker sat up suddenly to thunderous applause.
Shawn watched tensely as the two men's eyes met before they began to punch one another again, 'Taker getting the advantage after 6 blows. He lifted the Animal easily on his shoulder, dropping him hard on the turnbuckle--Snake eyes--and followed up with a vicious Big Boot that dropped Batista hard. 'Taker drew his thumb across his throat, signaling for the Tombstone. He lifted Batista again, but the Animal wiggled out this time, and when the Undertaker turned to punch him, he ducked just in time for the ref to get clocked.
The moment Charles Robinson hit the ground, Batista grabbed the back of the Undertaker's tights, pulled him close, and punched the Deadman hard in the grapefruits.
Shawn winced visibly as the Undertaker hopped around for a moment before falling down, grimacing in pain.
"Whooooooo! I taught that boy well!" Flair said loudly, scaring the bejesus out of Shawn, who hadn't even realized the Nature Boy was in the room. "Dirtiest player in the game!"
"When did you--"
"Shhh, Shawn, the match is still going on!"
Shawn couldn't help but smile as he turned back to the screen to find 'Taker slowly rising to his knees. Batista grabbed him, setting him up for the power bomb, but the Deadman dropped to his knees and returned the favor, low blowing Batista so hard that the man just fell down after his yell of pain, stiff as a board, clutching the jewels.
"Hey, he's cheating!" Flair commented, sitting next to Shawn, who was now laughing. "Foul play! Disqualify him!"
Another ref ran down to the ring as the Undertaker went for the cover. Only a two count. 'Taker obviously wasn't pleased, and began to stalk the ref into a corner, wrapping his large hands around the man's throat, eyes rolling into the back of his head as he hissed.
Shawn shivered at the sight, and shook his head. But his concerned expression became one of surprise as he noticed Batista slowly gaining his feet.
"Look out!" he yelled, as if 'Taker could hear him, when he saw Batista going in for another Spear. It connected solidly, catching the Deadman right in the middle, taking him down hard. Not wasting any time, Batista lifted him up, positioning him for a Batista Bomb, which also connected. The Undertaker looked to be out cold.
"It's over," Shawn said somewhat sadly. He raised an eyebrow, however, when he noticed the Animal lifting the almost limp body of the Deadman again, going for another power bomb. This one also connected, and from the looks of things, it was harder than the first. The ref counted the pinfall.
One…two…three.
Shawn sighed, pouting slightly, hearing a loud "Whooooo!" somewhere behind him.
"I was hoping he'd win," he thought with a soft kick at the chair he was sitting in. "Ah, well, I guess I'll have to win my match tonight for both of us." A light went off in his head and he corrected himself immediately. "For me and Hunter that is," he explained to no one in particular, as Flair had already left. Shawn followed suit and went to get ready for his own match, adjusting his belt one last time.
Had he been looking at the screen, however, he would have noticed that the lights in the arena had begun to flash erratically, Batista's music skipping like a broken record. A thick, white fog began to flow from under the ring, from the entrance, even from the ceiling as an ice-cold wind began to blow seemingly from out of nowhere.
In the total darkness, Batista felt an ice-cold hand on his ankle, and when he looked down, pupils wide with terror, he saw in the flash of lightening two pearl-white eyes.
Those sitting at ringside could hear his scream, and those even closer could barely make out Batista's figure running from the arena. For a long moment, there was only a cold, dark silence.
When the lights at last came back on, the Undertaker was gone.
Kane watched the display nervously, cursing himself for somehow missing both men earlier. He didn't trust them to meet up on their own… In fact, he was pretty sure they'd avoid one another, especially if Shawn saw what had just happened…
"What just happened?" a voice asked from behind him, and Kane turned around quickly. It was Shawn.
"The arena went dark for a moment," he continued, confusion evident in his blue eyes. "What happened?"
Glen blinked. "Oh, uh, there was a short power failure… Apparently the main circuit breaker was overloaded when, uh, Batista's pyro went off for the second time." He prayed silently that Shawn was buying his logic, and from the looks of things, he was.
'Excellent,' Kane thought with a small smile. 'He didn't notice that 'Taker had…' The Big Red Machine looked around, realizing suddenly that he was alone.
"Shawn?"
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