DISCLAIMER: I, of course, do not own any of the registered trademark characters of the licensed WWE (World Wrestling Entertainment). The story itself is a little tribute to the Eagles, they inspired me to write my very first fan fic, where this story comes from. They are being used without permission but I make no profit from these stories. These are just use for enjoyment (ect and ect….). Kayla is mine, you know the drill, she cannot be used without permission, blah blah blah… Also, there will be explicit sex scenes (For sure from now on) and some foul language (Definitely some of those). Please enjoy

Hotel of the Dammed

CHAPTER 1

The sun was shining on the old paved road, hardly anyone used the old highway since the freeway was made along side it. Old Route 66 was almost a memory, but there were few who enjoyed the freedom of the open road and the peacefulness to be alone on that road.

There was a lone bike ripping past the desert ridges, the couple had been driving from one coast line to another, making their way to California as their final destination. They had been traveling for three weeks now, taking the scenic route and enjoying what this little world had to offer.

The woman's dark rich red lock flew behind her under her black full faced helmet behind her, she was still getting used to the way the Harley preformed. Truth be told, she would have preferred to do this with her car, she felt a little safer in the metal frame. At least the black leather jacket and chaps that covered her jeans made the ride bearable, the cold wind running past them in the open could make such a trip a little on the cold side.

But the large framed biker loved this, he liked the feel of the wind on his bare face and enjoyed it each chance he got. He didn't wear a helmet, his dark hair was covered by a black bandana covered in skulls, just a leather biker jacket and matching chaps for him. The dark sunglasses shield his eyes from the wind, his long hair was braided and flapped around behind him. The open road was a great way to relax and ease off tension. He spent every night on his hog thinking about her during their last separation.

The bike slowed down as it came to an intersection, the driver pulled to the right and sped up on the dirt road. The passenger began to feel a little nervous, she believe that she could feel the tires slipping under the loose gravel. She wrapped her arms tighter around his waist, he move one hand off the handle bar and touched hers, just to let her know it was alright.

The girl moved her head closer to his head, "Mark? Are we there yet?" She shouted over the noise of the engine and rushing air.

"Just a little father babe." He shouted back.

"Where are we going?"

"It's a surprise…" He smiled.

Kayla could see the large building a head of them, as they came closer, she could see it had seen better days. Mark slowed down and drove the bike gently into the small parking lot, Kay looked around in wonder.

The building looked like a hospital…or even a large bunk house or something. The house style was definitely inspired by Mexican construction, the wooden walls had great beans sticking out slightly. There were two floors that she could tell. She could see in the back yard, there were the eminences of a play ground. The sign that once was handing over the now broken front doors had crashed below on the wooden steps some time ago. Yes, this place had seen better days.

As the engine was turned off, Kay hopped off the bike and removed her helmet, she took another look around as she began to rub her sore arse. Mark stretched a little then turned to her with a smile, "What do you think?"

"Where are we?" Kay asked again as she scanned the abandoned building.

"Since we were headed down here, I thought I'd give you a tour of my childhood home." Mark replied as he stared to walk towards the front door, "Come on…"

Kay ran behind him, taking a look at the sign as she hopped over it. It read 'St Catherine' Home for Lost Angles', she was confused and looked back at him with a puzzled look.

"You had a childhood?" She was confused by his strange behaviour right now, she had no idea that he was a child once.

There was more than what Kayla knew about Reapers, she was just discovering a little more about her love each day. This trip though was showing her the other side of her Reaper love, he was showing her the man within the Deadman.

Mark looked around the front room, it was a large room with two larger rooms on either side of a wide and high wooden staircase that lead to the floor above. There were cobwebs on what little broken furniture that was left by the last inhabitancies, the two larger rooms had the outer wall covered in broken slabs of slate, she could guess they were classrooms. Mark brushed some dust off one of the steps of the stair case and sat down, leaning his arms on his knees and smiling gently as he starred at Kay as she looked around with that beautiful puzzled look on her face.

"I brought you here because I want to tell you how Reapers come into this world. It was one of the first questions that you asked me when we first met." Mark kept that sweet smile.

"I remember…" Kay asked, she was filled with glee as Mark was about to tell her a secret held for centuries.

"You may not like what you here, Kayla."

She smiles reassuringly, "I know you, that's all that matters, go a head and tell me. I'll be fine."

"Well, it starts with a death…" Mark began, "…you see, it's not just that we take their souls, we kind of take possession of their body. As long as the body is whole, reapers can absorb the soul and with that soul make the body ours, but it takes time. Kane and I already took care of the parents, that's when the idea to come to this world happened. We had a chance, two kids had just died. We decide to take it."

Kayla was quite, Mark wasn't the sharing kind, he like his privacy a lot. But he was open to her, and this was proving to her more on how much he loved her.

Mark cleared his throat, "The bodies had remained dead until the coroners took all the bodies back to the morgue. That's where Kane and I got separated, they took us to different morgues. After my transformation became completed, I woke up in the cooler and with no Kane. I didn't know what happened to him, but I knew we would meet back up in the future. Now…I had to hide out for a while, until the body grew to adult hood. So I wandered in the next town where two rangers found me wandering around, I didn't talk so they thought I was mute. They brought me here where I spent my so called childhood ."

She walked over to him and sat beside him, she took his hand into hers and smiled, "Wow, now you have me wondering what kind of little boy you were. I could just imagine what trouble you must have gotten yourself into."

Mark laughed, "You wouldn't believe what I put those nuns through!"

Kay began to laugh with him, "This place was run by nuns? That's funny, they had no idea they had a reaper living with them."

"Oh…they knew something was different about me, what little kid can scare the shit right out of you with one look? One Nun, Sister Margaret, she swore up and down that I was Satan. I enjoyed messing with her mind."

She gave him a gentle slap, "I can't believe that you were picking on nuns, you're mean."

"I was board!" Mark stood up and offered his hand to her, "Come on, I'll show you where I slept."

They raced upstairs, Kay couldn't hold her excitement, she was thrilled that he was sharing his past with her. They entered one of the sleeping room, the opposing walls were lined with old rusted beds with some of them without their mattresses. Mark led her down the left row until they stopped past he middle.

"This was my bed," Mark pointed to one of them, Kay looked at the number that was attached to the foot rest.

"Thirteen, hun?" She smiled.

"I think it suited." Mark grinned, he turned and pulled Kay close, "So…want to try it out?"

Kay looked around, "What? Now? Honey, I hate to tell you this, but I really doubt that the bed can hold you now, you're not nine anymore."

He wrapped his arms tighter around her waist and lifted her up of a kiss, "How about we drive to the next hotel and we get a room tonight? Take a bath…"

"Mmmm…now that's a plan…" She nuzzled his neck, "I'm in."

To be continued.