Name: This Kid can soften any heart.
Rating: T/M
Warnings: abuse, mentions of rape, Rape, adult themes, Mild male/male Slash, mentions of abuse.
Summery: The Undertaker meets a kid who needs help and gets his heart softened.
Chapter rating: T for Mentions of Rape, Abuse, and mild Slash.
Chapter summery: Taker Finds Shannon has gone, when he finds Shannon he realizes the kid is in deep need of help.
Time: 2002/2003.
Writer's note: Yeah, Thanks for the Alerts and Faves and what not. )
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As soon as I put my hand on his small back, the little one jumped and looked up at me, his nose was bleeding, his lip was busted, he had a black eye and a handprint on his cheek. He reached up and grabbed onto me and started crying, hard on my shoulder. I was shocked at first, unknowing what to do...people don't hug me, I'm the Undertaker! The deadman! Big evil! Nevertheless, this kid...there was something about him...I held him close, rubbing his back. I sat down on the sofa when Kane moved and let him cry, until he stopped and he went limp, showing he was asleep. I laid him down on the sofa and let him sleep there.
"Kane, watch your horror movie in the other room, you don't wanna scare the kid?" I told Kane.
Glen rolled his eyes and groaned loudly, and got up, turned off the TV and went into his room.
I watched the kid sleep for a while then went back into my room so I could sleep.
I woke up later, looked at the clock it said: 10:36am.
I got up and walked into the living room/kitchen, Shannon was sitting at the table.
"What are you doing up? You look really tired." I said.
He jumped and turned around fast and let out a breath of relief when he saw it was me. I must have sounded dark or scary or something.
"I just can't sleep." He shrugged, resting his chin in his hands and his elbows on the table.
"You want something to eat?" I asked. Heading over to where the food was.
He shook his head, staring at me, watching my every move.
"Something to drink?" I asked.
He shook his head again, still watching me.
"I'm not going to hurt you, kid. Don't be scared." I told him.
"Sorry." He whispered.
"Why should you be sorry?" I asked.
He didn't say anything; he just sat there, looking at the table, as if he was in deep thought.
"I'm sorry about whatever Hardy did to you last night." I said.
"Why should you be sorry?" He asked, repeating me.
I sighed, "You sure you don't want anything to eat?" I asked.
He nodded, "I'm not hungry." He shrugged, brushing his blonde hair out of his face and behind his ear with his hand.
"Alright." I said.
"Mornin' Mark and that kid." Kane said walking into the kitchen.
"I DO have a name, ya know." Shannon moaned.
"Yeah, but, I keep forgetting it." Glen said with a smirk. As he grabbed a slice of cold Pizza and heated it up.
"Glen...try not to upset the boy." I groaned.
"Whatever..." Kane said, starting to eat the pizza. "You gonna eat something, scrawny? Before you waste into nothing?" Kane asked leaning on the counter to eat his food.
"Shut the fuck up, fat ass!" Shannon shot back all of a sudden. Whoa, didn't see that coming.
Kane almost dropped his food out of his mouth. "What did you call me?" He asked.
Shannon looked up, realizing what he just said, he looked terrified.
"Kane, don't start with him, he's just upset." I moaned, watching carefully so Kane doesn't lash out and hurt the boy.
"Ugh...Fine but, watch your mouth. Its no wonder Hardy beats you, with a mouth like that..." Glen muttered.
The kid looked down and bit his lip, I think he was trying not to cry.
"GLEN! Now look what ya did!!" I shouted at Kane.
Shannon jumped. "I'm sorry." He whispered.
"Don't be, don't be...What Glen said was out of line." I said shooting Kane and dark glare.
Kane gave me the 'what?'-look and finished eating his food.
"I think I'm gonna go back to Matt's." The boy whispered, standing up.
Kane stood in front of the door. "No... Your not." He said sounding really dark. God, Glen and his mood swings, one minute his being all evil and rude the next he's caring about the boy.
"You're not going back there right now." I said coming up to the boy and Kane.
"Fine..." Shannon muttered and sat back down at the table.
"If you want anything to eat at all, just get something." I said, taking a bag of chips out of where we kept the snacks.
"I don't want anything to eat..." The kid said, his green eyes glued to the table.
I groaned. "You need to eat something...When was the last time you did?" I asked.
The kid didn't answer me.
"I know its been a while, why haven't you eaten?" I asked.
He jumped a little, I must have sounded darker then I thought.
"Why haven't you been eating?" I asked as kind as I could.
He shrugged. "Matt doesn't like me to." He muttered.
"Well, Matt ain't here, kid." Kane said. "Eat something now, before you starve to death." Kane said darkly.
The kid got up and walked over to the Where the food was, he didn't find anything so he went into the refrigerator and grabbed a peach, washed it and sat down on the table and started to eat it, slowly like it tasted bad.
"Is the fruit bad?" I asked.
He shook his head.
"Well...this is boring, I'm gonna go watch some horror movies." Kane said walking into his room.
"I'm kinda tired, I'll try to go to sleep." He said standing up and laying down on the sofa.
"Alright, little one, get some rest." I said darkly, I wasn't trying, I swear. Nevertheless, he didn't seem to care. "I'll leave you alone for a while. Just...don't go to Hardy's, okay?" I said.
"Alright."
I went back and went into the bedroom, put on the TV and started watching it, flipping channels until I found something good.
When I came out about an haft an hour later, I looked around and Shannon was gone.
"Shit." I thought aloud and looked around, I opened the door and looked around, Shannon was gone. I knocked on the bathroom door, he wasn't there ether. I went into Kane'sroom; Kane was still watching horror movies.
"What?" Kane asked.
"Where's Shannon?" I asked.
"I don't know! He should be asleep on the sofa..." Kane said.
"He's not, he's gone." I said.
"Well, I don't know where he went, I was in here the whole time...watching Gory movies." Kane had a sadistic smile on his face thinking about gory movies.
"Well, I gotta find that kid!" I screamed, I knew just where to look. "Who knows, that kid could be being beaten by Hardy or alone crying in the corner. He needs help."
"Want me to come help?" Kane asked.
"Um...If you want." I said.
He stood up and followed me out the door.
We passed a woman who worked there.
"Can you help us?" I asked.
"Um...Depends on what you need help for." She replied.
"We need to find a kid." Kane said.
"Um...what do they look like?" She asked.
"He's around 25, blonde long hair, about 5'6ish. A Small kid." I said.
"Yeah, he looks like he's around 12, looks like he got the hell beat out of him and he's real scrawny." Kane said. I elbowed him and glared a little
"Um...I think I saw him walking down the hall about 3 hours ago. With an bigger man." She said.
"What'd the bigger man look like?" I asked.
"Um... he was tall and rather wide, long curly black/dark brown hair." She said.
"Hardy."I thought. "Okay, thanks." Kane and I went off.
"It was hardy wasn't it?" Kane asked.
"Yeah, I'm going to his room. This is the 4th time that jerk beat that kid. I'm getting sick of it." I said.
"Well, who cares, the kid can fend for himself, he'll be fine." Glen told me.
"No, He can't." I said simply. "Hardy's gonna kill that kid." We got to the door. I was about to knock but, Kane stopped me.
"Listen..." He said. I listened. I heard what sounded like loud moaning, sobbing and mumbled screaming.
I reached for the doorknob. And was surprise to find it unlocked. I opened the door quietly and walked in.
"The bedroom." I whispered to my brother.
We walked over to the door and opened it. Matt Hardy was on top of Shannon, Matt had his pants down and Shannon was naked. And He was bleeding all over the sheets. His wrists and ankles were tied to the bedposts with belts and ropes, so tight his wrists were being ripped raw and bloody, and he had a gag in his mouth which had blood on it from his mouth and lip. I ran over and yanked Hardy off Shannon by his hair and threw him to the floor. And started beating the hell out of him.
Kane walked over to Shannon, and started untying his limbs from the bed, and took the sheets and wrapped them around him.
"Com'on!" Kane yelled. "He needs help."
I got off of Hardy and stood up. Kane handed Shannon to me.
"You take him." He said.
I looked down at Shannon's face, he was out cold and bleeding so bad his hair was died red. Kane and I walked out as I carried Shannon. We were just hoping we didn't run into anyone. We didn't. We came back to the hotel room, we walked in and I locked the door. And laid Shannon on the sofa.
"God...That poor kid." Kane said looking down at Shannon showing something Kane NEVER showed...Pity.
I removed the gag from the blonde's mouth and got a wet towel and washed his bloodied face. and started cleaning his limp arms and chest too. The more blood I washed off the more bruises and cuts I found. I stopped at the end of his stomach, then sat him up to get his back. The poor kid had more marks there. As if long lashes like a belt had been cracked against his skin around 70 times. It looked so painful.
"I think Hardy drugged him." Glen said looking at Shannon.
"Ether that or he simply knocked the life out of him." I said checking his breathing, pulse and heartbeat. Everything was slow but, his breathing. He wasn't breathing. "He's not breathing!" I said when I realized this.
"He's not!?" Kane's eyes went wide as he looked down at the blonde's lifeless body.
I laid him back down and put my head to his chest, it was motionless. I looked at him, took at deep breath, opened his mouth and put my lips to his and started giving him CPR.
"WHAT THE HELL!?" Kane asked, shocked.
"I'm giving him CPR!" I screamed, breathing into his mouth again. "Com'on, Kid, Breathe!" I yelled, pushing my hand against his heart. "Breath, damnit, Breathe!" I screamed. Taking another breath and then breathing into his mouth again. "SHANNON! BREATHE!" I screamed, using his real name. "Just breathe, little one...breathe."
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TBC...
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I do not own The Undertaker or Kane or Matt Hardy or Shannon Moore...They own themselves... and this is all fictional, so none of this has happened.
