Chapter 5- Trapped

Kane had cut his way through some of the zombie hoards as Chris Jericho beheaded most with his chainsaw. However Kane realize what was occurring every time they took out a zombie. They reproduced by their chopped off bits, say you sever an arm, another zombie grows from it. Eat your heart out George Romero!

"This is getting us nowhere fast" Kane hissed as Jericho watched his back.

"What do we do? Let them come?" Matt demanded.

"No, the sword of Olympus works on them it vaporizes them so they cannot come back, my only question is… why?"

"Why?" I asked.

"Yeah, why did the curse follow us after the haunted house was destroyed? What did we do wrong?"

The Hardys began to think it over. "Yeah, your right! Unless… something as taken from the house… could that be it?" Jeff questioned.

"We took nothing…. Wait… we did! Randy had oven mitts on his hands when he was a zombie!" Kane announced.

"Cursed by oven mitts?!" Chris Jericho demanded. "That's the dumbest thing I have ever heard!" he called out. "No… strike that, I have heard worst"

"I don't wanna know. Not after reading your book" growled Kane. (Available now in most bookstores or on net at "Let's regroup!" Kane called as he vaporized once more the attacking zombies with the powerful sword. Somehow, they were still coming in! All the doors and windows had been blocked… but how are they still getting through?

We had made it back to the party where everyone still looked petrified. Kane looked about and announced everyone to get out of the room. "We have to get to the rooftop! NOW" he screamed.

"How!?" demanded Melina. "We're trapped!"

"You're a vampire, fly damn it!" Kane snapped back. "McMahon! We need a path to the rooftop"

There was an odd grin on Vince's face as he took off in a dash, he flew through the roof and made a clear path up to the rooftop. Kane's attention turned elsewhere as the Deadman came into the room with the others.

"OW!!!!" Taker screamed. He turned and saw Batista had just stepped on his tail.

"Sorry"

"You ought to be!"

"Come on Taker!" Kane roared at him. "We need a plan, and fast!"

"Why the hell are you looking at me for one! You're the great Kratos here!"

This wasn't good. I turned to the Hardys who just rolled their eyes. "How about I just bite them and get it over with?" Jeff questioned.

"No good, either way they still will be fighting." Matt sighed. His attention soon turned to Mickey James who was rather impressed with her own sudden magic abilities. Matt approached her and whispered into her ear. She looked very confused.

"Are you serious?" she demanded.

Matt nodded his head. She only shrugged and snapped her fingers. In a puff of smoke, Oven mitts appeared in Matt's hand! He approached the two arguing 'brothers' and threw them down in the middle of them. "Kane, try your theory" Matt called out.

"Oven mitts?" demanded the Undertaker.

"It was the one thing we took from that house, I think the curse followed us because of them" Kane explained.

The very idea made the Undertaker himself fold over laughing, just as the zombies were getting closer.

I turned my attention to everyone who was still in the room. "Any vampires, grab who you can and get to the rooftop!" I called.

"Says you!" growled Batista.

"Yeah, says me! DO IT!" I ordered. No one listened at first until Kane turned around and made his body go on fire once more!

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU WAITING FOR!" he demanded. Wow… I didn't know Batista could move that fast! He grabbed anyone and everyone and flew them to the roof. Matt, Jeff and the others followed.

I was left with Kane and Taker. "Thorn, get going!" Kane ordered.

"I would… but no one has come back for me…" I sighed. Perhaps people forgot for once, I wasn't dressed as a vampire this year. However Paul London came back for me, oddly enough he was able to lift me off his feet without even laying a hand on me! I looked down as the zombies busted through the door, Kane and Taker were surrounded… no one was there to help them…