Hey everyone! I am so sorry that I haven't updated in a long time. I have been very busy these days. A special thank you to my buddy Gary for writing the match for me! Love you buddy!

Disclaimer: I own no one from WWE. I do not own WWE. I only own Kit Helmsley and any other obvious OC's.

Chapter Two:

Kit was escorted backstage so she could be properly treated. The fans watched in horror as she was carried up the ramp in the arms of one of the EMT's; covered in her own blood.

Then there was a loud gong, and the lights turned to blue. The fans and the EMT's watched in awe as The Undertaker's druids came out. They approached the EMT who was carrying Kit, One by one they took a hold of her and carried her away on their shoulders.

Kit opened her eyes to find herself lying on a couch in the dimmed locker room. She reached up and touched her head where she was struck and found it to be bandaged and her skin cleaned of any blood.

She sighed and closed her eyes, letting the calm of the darkness overtake her. She laid there not noticing the presence that now enveloped the room.

The sounds of footsteps reached Kit's ears. She sighed out of frustration, thinking it was her brother, "Go away Hunter!"

"Sorry to disappoint"

That voice! Kit sat up and found herself starring into the face of The Undertaker. Many questions began to fill her head, but one needed to be answered now.

"How did I get here?"

"My druids brought you here."

"Why?"

Undertaker didn't reply, yet he didn't take his eyes off of Kit. He continued to star at her, her eyes…her lips…her face…everything. She was beautiful to him. Her luscious honey brown hair, deep blue eyes, fair skin…everything about her was beautiful.

But Kit didn't notice the way he was looking at her, instead she sighed sadly "Why did you even bother to help me?" she asked, "Why did you care?" She was still upset about everything that had happened; and didn't realize that she had in fact insulted Undertaker.

She gasped loudly as she was now pinned against the wall by the massive form of this man. Both of his arms were on either side of her, blocking any escape route. Kit gulped as she stared into his green eyes.

"You think I don't care? You think I don't have emotions?" He growled, "I hideaway my emotions and my feelings. My enemies would use them against me and harm anyone I care about." Kit tried to swallow the massive lump in her throat, she had obviously upset Undertaker.

He lowered his head allowing his long hair to fall in front of his face. Kit sighed, "I'm sorry" she said softly. Undertaker slowly looked up at her, taking note of the bandage on her forehead. He stood up and looked down at her before gently reaching out and moving her hair away from her face. Exposing more and more of the bandage that covered the large gash cause by the sledge hammer.

His expression softened more and more till it was almost sad like. "You shouldn't have pushed me out of the way." he said softly, just barely above a whisper. Kit's eyes locked with his, causing her to notice that he was slowly leaning in more and more.

Her breathing increased slightly as his face came within inches of hers. Then, their lips touched and Kit's heart ricocheted against her ribcage. But before anything could happen the door opened.

Kit turned to see her close friend, Bret Hart, standing in the door way. "Hey Kitty, the shows over now, you still need that ride to the hotel?" She nodded, and Bret smiled before he turned and left. She wasn't surprised at all when she turned back around to find the Undertaker gone. She reached up at touched her lips, they tingled slightly.

She smiled to herself softly before picking up her bags and walking out of the locker room.

Next Week~

Kit entered the arena and she headed straight to the locker room. Wanting so desperately to avoid DX, and on top of that…Shawn had returned today.

"Kit!"

She looked up and saw Chyna coming towards her. She sighed in irritation, she wanted to avoid her at all cost but now she would have to face her. There was nowhere to run; "What do you want Chyna?"

"Look Kit, I am not sorry for what I did" Kit rolled her eyes beneath her eyelids as she sighed. "I had no intention of attacking you. But you got in my way."

Kit sighed again, "My brother sent you didn't he?"

Chyna didn't answer; she didn't have to her silence had been all that Kit needed. Hunter had forced her to apologize or give something of an apology to her. "Look, I don't know what I did or if I have done anything to you. And as far as I know I have never even spoken to you since I got into this business."

Chyna glared at her as she stood up to her full height, "You never earned your place here."

"My… (Scoffs) my place?" It hit her "My place here in this business or my place in Degeneration X?"

Kit took a step closer to Chyna "Look I never, NEVER wanted to be in Degeneration X, my brother simply shoved me into it. I came into this business and wanted to be known for something other than "Triple H's little sister!" If you want to be the only woman in DX well that's just fine and fucking dandy with me! I will be out of your hair and you three can go back to having your beloved orgies and threesomes without me!"

Kit tried to close the door but Chyna shoved her massive foot in the way of the door. "You," she said glaring at her "You and me TONIGHT!"

Kit smirked "Fine, Broiler room?"

"FINE!"

"GOOD!"

Kit slammed the door in Chyna's face, causing Chyna to have one of her hissy fits. She sat on the bench and held her head in her hands, sighing. Chyna always gave her massive headaches, maybe that was the reason she has always avoided her. She sighed once again and groaned as she heard Chyna's piss fit carrying on down the hall. She groaned as she fell backwards off of the bench and onto the floor with a plop.

She heard a deep heavy chuckle in the dark; quickly she scrambled up and saw him. He was standing there leaning against the wall across from her. Slowly she got up off of the floor and sat back down on the bench "Well done, Broiler Room. Not an easy feet."

"Thanks," she ran her fingers through her honey brown hair. Flinching as her fingers touched the wound.

"Kit," Taker came and knelt down in front of her. Their faces were now leveled; both were looking into each other's eyes.

"I…" she paused "I'm glad you came." Kit gulped, their faces were extremely close.

"I have some unfinished business with you." Undertaker's expression turned to confusion until she said "And you better not disappear this time."

Taker stood bringing Kit close to his body, his hands at her waist. Her arms wrapped around him as he captured her lips with his own in a heated kiss; Taker's arms wrapped around her holding her tight against him. Kit could barely keep her feet on the ground, as he kissed her. She had forgotten just how tall Undertaker was. A deep moan resonated in his chest as Kit's fingers gripped his back. Slowly they pulled away, both were breathless and gasping for air.

Kit now found herself pressed between Taker and a wall, and her feet still barely touching the ground. "Next time," she said breathlessly "Finish what you start." Taker smirked as their lips met once again, sharing another mind blowing kiss. Then a few gentler kisses that followed before he nuzzled her face with his. Resting his forehead against hers "I must leave you now."

Kit had forgotten that Undertaker had a match, and then again…so did she. She sighed "I know."

"You will be okay, I promise." He kissed her once more before he left.

~Broiler Room Brawl~

Kit "The Wild Child" Helmsley Vs Chyna in a Broiler Room Brawl

Jerry Lawler: That's right ladies and gentlemen tonight's main event is a Broiler Room Brawl between Triple H's baby sister Kit "The Wild Child" Helmsley and one of his own team members Chyna.

JR: This is the first time in the history of this business that there has ever been two female competitors involved in this type of match! This type of match may very well end one of these ladies careers tonight.

Kit walked out of the locker room pulling her hair into a pony tail; she dressed in her "Wild Child" shirt, holy knee jeans and her boots. She headed to the broiler room with her head held high. As she walked down the halls people wished her lick and gave her hugs. This was comforting to her, but inside she still doubted herself slightly. Why, out of all the matches in the world, did she pick a broiler room brawl?

Maybe it was because she truly felt like she had something to prove to everyone. Well it was now or never. Kit arrived at the broiler room entrance; she took a deep breath and opened the door. The room was dimly lit, and there were two camera men there waiting for her. Which could mean a few things, one of them was…Chyna was already here.

She shut the door, the sound echoed throughout the room. The sounds of the machines buzzed in the air. Chyna was there she knew she was, she had that uneasy feeling at the pit of her stomach. She looked around the corner but nothing was there.

(Clank)

Kit's head snapped in the direction the sound came from. Her breathing quickened as she knelt down quietly to pick up a foot long steel pipe. Adjusting it in her hand as she moved closer to where the sound had come from.

She walked closer,

And closer,

And closer,

(BAM) A Chyna kicked kit with a vicious boot to the side of her head where her injury was. Kit lay on the floor as Chyna stood over her, a devilish grin played on her face. The Ref came over to check on Kit to see if she was alright, only to be shoved away roughly by Chyna. But her eyes were still on Kit.

She roughly picked her up by the hair and brought her up to her level. "Hunters baby sister," she said screamed tauntingly before she threw Kit into a pile of steel pipes. "Hunters baby sister is gunna get a Beating tonight!" She slapped her hard across the face; Kit staggers a little bit but remained standing. Chyna kicked Kit in the back causing her to fall onto the cold cement floor.

Chyna disappears off camera before the camera men realized she had gone. Kit tries once again to stand; she finally gets to her feet. (Bang) Kit is hit with a nasty chair shot to the head. Chyna rips off the bandage that covered Kit's wound and repeatedly punches her in the side of the head where the wound is.

Blood is pouring from the wound as Kit bleeds profusely; a sea of red ran from her face down to her shoulders and chest. Chyna laughed maniacally as she taunts Kit further. All the while she kept repeating "Hunter's baby sister", over and over while she laughed. Kit let out an exasperated cry as she kicked Chyna in the stomach.

Kit grabbed onto a crate to try and hoist her-self up off of the floor. But Chyna lands another chair shot to the head, Kit now lay on the floor, helpless and bloodied. Chyna smirks to her-self and walked to the door, her hand touched the handle. But she stopped, she looks back at Kit and a thought crossed her mind. She needed to put this Child in her place.

She walked over to where Kit lay and picked her up by the hair, bringing her up. Once Kit's face was leveled with Chyna's, she spit into her eyes. She dropped her while she scrambled to get the painful combination of blood and saliva out of her eyes. She growled and picked her back up, this time by the neck.

Chyna cried out as Kit landed a wicked punch. Chyna staggers back, then punched Kit in face. Another punch from Kit to Chyna, another form Kit and Chyna goes down!

Chyna quickly got up and goes for the door, but Kit hits her in the back of the head with a steel pipe. Chyna becomes woozy; Kit climbs the ladder and holds onto a steel pole.

Jerry Lawler: She's holding on to that Pole like a professional huh?"

JR: Like a professional... DAMN IT KING!"

Chyna managed to recover, and then she noticed Kit, she quickly climbed up the ladder. But Kit was waiting for her. She tries to knock her off but Chyna quickly punches Kit off. She lands on the ledge, Chyna goes for a pedigree, Kit reverses!

She kicked her and she falls a loud crash echoes as Chyna lands on the steel below.

JR: "Baw Gawd!... That... That must a been a 20 foot fall!"
Jerry Lawler: "GET UP! GET UP!"

Kit looks down and smiles, her face still covered in blood. She stands up and readies herself on the edge of the ledge.

Jerry: I hope Kit isn't going to do what I think she's gunna do!

She jumps off and does a Swonton Bomb! (CRASH!)

Jerry: MY God! Chyna moved out of the way!

JR: Get up Kit get up!

Jerry: Come on Chyna!

Both women lay motionless, and the Ref looks on waiting for one of them to move. Kit starts moving and Chyna gets to her knees.

Jerry: How can either of those girls stand after that fall?

JR: I don't know Jerry but those two are very determined to finish this.

Kit manages to get up and somehow makes her way to the door, all the while Chyna is trying to get her bearings. Kit falls to her knee as she grasped the door handle.

The door opens,

Kit sees boots before her, her blood falling all over the right one.

She looked up,

Jerry: THE GAME! It's the Game its Kit's Brother!

JR: What's Triple H doing here?

Triple H stood there with a sledge hammer over his shoulder; he looks his wounded sister in the eye. She falls backwards trying to get away from him. He raised the sledge hammer over her, Kit cried out as he swung it.

Chyna cries out as the sledge hammer hits her, not Kit! Chyna is busted wide open!

Kit looks up at her brother as he picked her up by her arm and tosses her out into the hallway. She falls to the ground, completely exhausted.

Winner Kit "The Wild Child" Helmsley!

Jerry: (Laughs) The Game is Back!

Hunter says:"Looks like the game just ended for you...and if I were YOU... I would have pressed the reset button... NOW! (Laughs) See ya Chyna"

He heads towards the door, but Chyna manages to stand up "Why Hunter, why would you help that brainless brat?" She screamed at him, he stopped and his shoulders tensed up.

He turned to look at Chyna one last time, "Blood is thicker than water Chyna." The door closed leaving her alone in the broiler room.

Hunter knelt down and picked up his sister in his arms and carried her out of there. "I'm sorry Kitty," he said before she lost consciousness, her head falling against his shoulder as her body went limp.

okay there it is! Once again thank you to my buddy Gary for writing this awesome Broiler Room Brawl between Kit and Chyna! Thank you guys for reading and being patient with me. I apologize for not updating as often as I wanted but yeah...College and crap like that. Chapter three will be up as soon as possible.