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 and Mentions of Abuse.
Chapter summery: Shannon takes a big step to trusting Undertaker.
Time: 2002/2003.
Writer's notes: Yeah, Thanks for the Alerts and faves, here's the next chapter, Enjoy...Plz review.
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"Com'on, Kid, BREATHE!" Kane yelled too.
I gave him more air, trying to get this kid to wake up, hoping I wasn't too late...If this kid died...I would feel horrible, I held him in my arms, maybe if he feels my warmth (if I have any) he'll wake up. God let him wake up.
He coughed and his eyes opened. He looked around, looked at Kane, and me then broke into tears. Reaching up and wrapping his arms around my neck and crying as hard as he could.
I rubbed his back and his bloodied hair, trying to soothe him. "Shh... Its alright...Your safe..." I told him, trying to not sound as dark and husky.
The boy just cried and cried and cried, for about 2 hours straight. About 20 minutes into it Kane showed emotion other then evilness and darkness and laid his hand on Shannon's bruised back.
After the 2 hours, he calmed down a little and pulled away, wiping his tears.
"I'm naked, aren't I?" He asked noting he was wrapped in sheets.
"We came in and Matt had you tied to the bed, he was raping you." Kane said as kindly as he could, but, he still sounded evil.
"What happened?" I asked.
He took at deep breath. "I woke up during the night to someone knockin' on the door, I got up and answered it...no one was there, I stepped out and looked around, then someone grabbed a hold of me and put their hand over my mouth and wispetered into my ear "Don't scream or your dead." I knew it was matt so I stopped fighting, he brought be back to his hotel room and pushed me in, he shut the door and hit the back of my neck with his forearm, then jumped onto me and punched me in the face until I couldn't take anymore, then he grabbed something off the table and whacked my head in with it, then when I woke up, everything was all hazy and dark, I tried to move to get away cause I could feel Matt on me, and I could feel I was on a bed, when I tried to move my arms they were tied, when I tried to kick my feet they were too. When I tried to scream for help I was gagged. Then I felt this shooting pain run through my body then hacking and reaping...then I blacked out again...and now here I am." He said slowly with tears pouring down his soft cheeks and his lips trembling.
"I'm sorry, Little one." I said. Wonder if he likes being called little one?
Kane nodded, not knowing what to say. "Sorry I was being a dick to you." He said.
He looked down, wiping the tears away. "Thanks guys for coming for me...everyone in the locker room says your creepy and don't care about anyone..I never thought you'd do anything to help me." He said.
"Shannon...Just cause the people in the locker room say something doesn't mean its real." I said.
"Not in that case." Kane muttered.
"Point is; Kid...when I saw you...earlier...I knew You needed help...You really touched big, old, scary Undertaker." I said.
"Thanks...No one else cared enough to do anything about it, I mean, tons of people saw and looked at me all the time with pity but, never did anything about it." Shannon said, his green eyes falling to the floor. He stood up and got some of his clothes out of a bag, still with the sheets around him, he went into the bathroom.
"...Poor kid..." I said.
"You like him don't you?" Kane asked a smug smile on his face.
"What!? No, I'm straight! Plus the kid's been though too much." I said.
"He's Bi you know." Kane said.
"And I'm Straight, I'm just being here for the kid." I said.
"Okay, whatever.." Glen said laughing a little.
Shannon came out a little later, his blonde hair washed and hanging wet in his face, he was wearing some jeans and a black T-shirt with black and red arm warmers.
"Need a towel?" I asked.
"No..." He said. Getting a brush to brush his hair.
"Nice Arm warmers." Kane said darkly. Though I don't think he was trying.
Shannon looked down at his arms. "Thanks?" he said. Then started brushing his tangled wet hair.
"I'm kinda tired...Can I go back to bed?" He asked.
"Of course you can. Just don't answer the door. Okay?" I told him, walking over to lock it.
He laid down on the sofa and Kane and I went to our rooms.
"Take-Taker?" He asked.
I turned to look at him. "Call me Mark."
"Mark?" He asked.
"Yeah?"
"Can I...I can sleep with you?" He asked. "I'm scared." His voice was shaking and nervous.
"You sure?" I asked.
"Your not gonna hurt me...so.." He said. "I trust you."
"Okay, yes, you can." I said, he got up and walked into my room with me and laid down on the bed. Curling into the sheets when he did. I sat in the chair.
"Can...You sleep..with me?" He asked.
I looked at him.
"No, Not in that way..." He said.
"Oh, Okay." I got under the covers with him, soon we both fell asleep.
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TBC...
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I don't own Kane, Undertaker, Shannon Moore or Matt Hardy they own themselves. And this is all fictional, none of this really happened.
