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Hiya! Welcome back to the Fanfic that's truly looking forward to the return of DX, anyway, Jason just emerged victorious over Shawn in the first semi-final of the 'Deadly Games' tournament, coming up: John takes on Undertaker in the second semi-final, will Jason be facing his brother in the final? Or will the 'Deadman' be too much for the older Cena? Let's find out!
Here We Go!
Brotherly Hate-Chapter Twenty Six-'Taker' or Brother?
When Jason staggered into the locker room being supported by Shawn and Mara every guy in the locker room stood up and applauded, Jason responded with a small grin before collapsing into the nearest seat, some of the guys came over to congratulate him while others' offered Shawn condolence and congratulations for his performance, Mara helped Jason get his right boot off so he could see the damage to his ankle, it wasn't good.
"That does NOT look healthy" she said, actually turning her head away, the ankle was swollen and bruised, what concerned Jason was that it had managed to swell despite the brace being tightened to the max, he removed the brace to get a better look.
"I think a visit to the trainer is in order" he said.
"Do ya want me to help?" Asked Shawn.
"Nah, Mara'll help me" supported by his girlfriend Jason headed out of the room, Shawn sat down and began to unlace his boots, he felt a hand slap his back and looked up to see Chris Benoit sitting down next to him.
"Hey Chris".
"Hey Shawn, you feeling alright?"
"Apart from the fact that I know I ain't getting a shot at the title? I'm good".
"Do I detect a little bitterness there Shawn?"
"No not bitterness, more like frustration, ya know how many chances I've had and blown it? Too many to count".
"Well, you are getting old Shawn, maybe you can't handle it in the ring with us young guys anymore".
"What do you mean 'us young guys'? You're only three years younger than me!"
"True, but, as this belt I'm holding here says…" he flashed the United States title. "…I can still beat the kids".
"So can I, just every now and then ya get a kid who has the ability to catch ya off guard, like Jason, I didn't think he studied tapes of his matches so I didn't think he'd be able to come up with a counter to that pin".
"I know what you're saying Shawn, it's called overlooking your opponent".
"I didn't overlook him, I just let my guard down for about half-a-second and the kid got me".
"Gotta give him credit, not many people get one over on HBK".
"Yeah, that kid's somethin' special, he's my pick to be champion in about a year now".
"Just cause he beat you?"
"No, cause I don't think that anybody'll be able to stop him in a years time".
"Might be sooner if he wins the tournament".
"Nah, don't think he will".
"You don't?"
"Well… if he faces his brother, then I think he might pull it off, if it's 'Taker' sorry, he won't be able to get a victory over him".
"Well I hope he wins".
"Really?"
"Shawn, when you get a kid like him in the final of a number one contenders tournament, then you have no choice but to cheer him on".
"Yeah, ya got that right".
"Well, I gotta go, I have a match soon".
"Later Benoit".
"Later HBK".
Mara and Jason were making their way through the backstage area, it was taking time, Jason couldn't walk on his right leg and Mara wasn't exactly able to carry the full weight of a two hundred and ten pound boy on her own.
"You ever considered losing weight?" She asked half-jokingly.
"Have, tried and failed" replied Jason. "No matter how much I lose I always put it back on, anyway, if I lost weight then it'd be easier for the big guys to kick my ass wouldn't it?"
"True, but it would make carrying you to trainers rooms a lot easier".
"Yeah, but what are ya gonna do?"
The two continued to walk along when Jason heard someone clapping, he spun round, wincing as he did, to see John standing there.
"Looks to me like your girl's having trouble carrying ya bro'" he said.
"Yeah, you wanna take me the rest of the way?"
"Nah, too much like hard work, but, I got somethin' hear that'll help" he reached round a corner and pulled out Jason's crutches. "Here ya go kid".
"Thanks" said Mara, helping Jason balance out his weight. "This guy weighs a ton!"
"Yeah, I've been telling him to lay off the snack foods, anyway, congratulations kid".
"Thanks".
"Who knew you could pull off a counter like that?"
"Pays to watch Lucha-Libre matches doesn't it? Look, I gotta see the trainer, good luck out there, I'll see ya in the final".
"Damn straight ya will kid, maybe we'll finally get to see who's the better wrestler out of us".
"Yeah, I'll finally show you why I've been saying I'll kick your ass!"
"Just don't try that shooting-star press again, I'd probably die laughing".
John walked off and Jason continued to the trainers' room, there was another guy with him when he walked in, Kurt Angle.
"Maybe I'll come back later" he said backing towards the door.
"Relax kid I'm not gonna jump you, tonight" Angle said. "I'd say you've been through enough already".
"Yeah, no thanks to you".
"Me, It's not my fault you decided to play soccer when you're supposed to be relaxing, you should thank your lucky stars I didn't break it last week".
"Not for a lack of trying though".
Before Kurt could reply the trainer walked into the room.
"Right Kurt, you're good to go".
"Thanks" as Kurt walked by he stopped in front of Jason, he held out his hand, Jason stared at him doubtfully.
"C'mon kid, I'm being sincere, you did well beating Shawn Michaels on one leg, and good luck next week, alright?"
Jason hesitantly held his hand out to shake Kurt's, the Olympian walked off leaving Jason alone with the trainer.
"Ah yes, Jason, what part of don't put any stress on it was too hard to understand?"
Jason just shrugged.
"Luckily there's no real damage, just some swelling, that should go in about a day. And if you want to be healthy for next week DO NOT put pressure on it!"
"Alright, I get ya, I won't".
"Right, I'd advise you to go somewhere and relax it for the rest of tonight".
"Fair enough, the locker room alright?"
"So long as you don't start a fight again".
"You as well? It was just once!"
"Oh and if I were you, I'd hope I didn't face 'Taker'".
Jason grinned. "Don't worry about that, I've got a plan".
John and Undertaker were the main-event of the evening, they had been going for fifteen minutes straight and were showing no signs of slowing down, Jason was using this match to do some scouting, he knew all of John's moves off by heart but he needed to keep an eye on 'Taker' in case the 'Deadman' did indeed emerge victorious. Both combatants had enjoyed spells of offence 'Taker' had gone for the Last Ride and Tombstone several times and John had, had several F-U's countered. John was holding the advantage at this point, he had Undertaker set up in the corner and was unloading with the punches, he climbed to the top-rope so he could get better shots in at 'Takers' face, when he got to his fifth punch Undertaker began walking out of the corner, by the time John realised what was going on he was up on Undertakers' shoulders with no where to go but down, in desperation he began hammering away at 'Taker' and sighed with relief as the 'Deadman' fell backwards with him on top, he covered, but only got a two-count.
John began to take control, he went behind Undertaker and hit his spinout powerbomb, followed by the five-knuckle-shuffle, he called for the F-U but 'Taker' slipped behind him and hit the chokeslam! He covered, but John kicked out at two. Undertaker looked surprised for a moment but then stood up to inflict more punishment, he suddenly became aware of someone coming down the aisle and looked up to see Jason limping out with his crutches, 'Taker' stared Jason down as the teen came all the way up to the ring. John was recovering during this distraction, he got up and saw Undertaker with his attention turned to Jason, he charged the 'Deadman' only for him to step to one side, John stopped just short of hitting the referee and turned to see a huge boot coming straight for his face, he ducked at the last second causing 'Taker' to nail the ref.
The official was down but the match continued, John took advantage of Undertakers' mistake and went for another F-U but it was countered again and Undertaker hit another chokeslam, with the referee still down Undertaker decided to go for the Tombstone but, as he signalled it to the crowd, Jason rolled into the ring behind him holding one of his crutches, when 'Taker' turned round Jason swung it like a baseball bat, the impact causing it to break in two over Undertakers' skull! Jason pulled his brother over the 'Deadman' to boo's from the crowd, he limped out of the ring and grabbed his other crutch as the referee recovered, he counted, but Undertaker kicked out at two!
John looked shocked, first for what Jason did and then for Undertaker kicking out, he looked up to see Jason sliding a chair into the ring, before he could grab it the referee intercepted, while the referee was getting the chair out of the ring he noticed Jason pointing to something in the corner, he looked over and saw his 'Chain Gang' pendant, he grabbed it and wrapped the steel chain around his fist, he charged towards Undertaker but suddenly found himself scooped into the air! He tried desperately to counter but it was too late and 'Taker' dropped him with the Tombstone! He folded John's arms across his chest and covered, as Jason looked on helpless from the outside, the referee counted John down putting Undertaker through to the final!
The gong went off and the lights dimmed in the arena to signal Undertaker's victory, but the 'Deadman' did not celebrate, instead he fixed Jason with a death-glare, the meaning of which was clear, you don't hit the Undertaker with a crutch and get away with it, 'Taker' continued to stare down Jason and slowly pulled his thumb across his throat, Jason stared back, a mixture of anger and fear in his eyes. The two continued to stare each other down until the lights went out, when they came back on, Undertaker was gone.
End of ChapterAnother pretty short, pretty bad chapter, questions arising from this chapter: What's got into Jason? Has he turned heel? Has he always been heel? What we do know is that Jason faces Undertaker to determine the new number one contender, and you gotta believe that 'Taker' is pissed about taking that shot with the crutch! See ya next time when we have the final of the 'Deadly Games' tournament!
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