Chapter 24
'Taker straightened to his full height, gently tilting her head up so he could meet her eyes. Sighing, he brushed away one of her tears. "Alexis, consider it...He has every reason to be angry." He said softly. "You did betray him, even after he and his brother did their best to set you free."
He knew she wasn't going to like hearing this, but even he understood the anger. Not that it was going to stop him from killing the morons for insulting her, or causing her to shed even just a tear. They were dead.
"I know he does." She murmured, no anger shining in her eyes. "But..." She grabbed his hand, entwining their fingers together. "I don't regret what happened. I know I broke his heart, but I don't regret doing it. We would've never worked. He doesn't have a temper and I need a man, I need you, Mark." She smiled when his lips softly kissed hers, pressing her forehead to his as she cupped his face with her hands. "Nothing is going to rip us apart and I'll be right by your side when you demolish them and the Corporation. Edge called me a strawberry." She gritted her teeth, a flash of anger going through those violet orbs. "He probably has a black eye right now." She grinned when Mark chuckled, knowing he would like hearing that.
"Well...you do sometimes resemble a strawberry." He teased, slowly backing her into the wall. "Most especially when you're cumming." 'Taker's voice dropped to a husky whisper, leaning down to nuzzle her throat. "You turn this beautiful shade of pink...right before-" He arched an eyebrow when she clamped a hand over his mouth, smirking behind her palm.
"Keep it up and I'll make you miss the show." She threatened playfully, smiling as he lifted her up by the waist, wrapping her legs around his waist, and moaned as soon as his lips touched hers. God he had a sexual appetite that equaled hers too which made them all the more perfect for each other. "Mark, we have to go back inside." She breathed when his lips began traveling down her neck, running her fingers through his hair.
A voice cleared behind them.
Alexis giggled when Mark growled, turning his face back to hers, and kissed him. "Later." She promised, feeling him set her back on her feet and leaned against his side as his arm wrapped protectively around her waist. "What's up Paul?"
"Stone Cold has arrived; he's talking with Vince right now about last week's fiasco with Stephanie."
His green eyes lit up with demonic fire. He had no interest in Stephanie anymore though he wasn't about to let anyone get away with thinking they could screw over the Undertaker and live at that. "Where?" He practically hissed.
And the return of the insane, psychotic he knew was back. This was familiar territory. "Outside the Corporation's room." Paul answered.
"Mark?" She called out, grabbing his arm before he could stalk back inside, turning him around to face her. "Be careful." She watched him nod once before releasing his arm, sighing as she ran a hand through her black hair and stared at Paul. "You really do have the worst timing." She smiled when he shrugged and walked back inside the arena with them, knowing they had to get ready since Mark was all business at the moment. This was going to be interesting and Alexis narrowed her eyes, knowing if Mark even THOUGHT about going after Stephanie again, she was going to castrate him.
'Taker had gone on ahead of them, his long legs quickly taking him to where he wanted to be, Austin's voice grating his nerves, his jaw clenching. He seen Vince's eyes widen though he was attacking before he could shout the warning, shoving Austin headfirst into the wall with a sickening smack.
"SECURITY! SOMEONE STOP HIM!"
Paul flattened himself against the wall as the Ministry stampeded to join into the fight.
Alexis barely made it against the wall, wincing since Viscera had accidentally bumped into her. Her violet eyes widened as she seen the look on Paul's face and rushed over to him, both of them staring back at the carnage down the hallway. She ignored Paul's warnings and went toward it, crying out when she was grabbed by the hair, knowing just by the touch it was Christian. "Let me go!!"
"Not a chance Strawberry." Edge snorted, his eye a nice shade of black and blue. "Hey 'Taker! You want your little whore? COME GET HER!!"
"NO!! LET ME GO!!" Alexis shrieked as she was tossed over Christian's shoulder and carted down the hallway toward the gorilla position, knowing they were going out in front of the crowd. She started elbowing Christian in the side of the face, fighting tooth and nail. "MARK!!"
"You bitch!" He bellowed, hearing Edge beginning to slap her each time she elbowed him in the face. Any love or restraint he had ended when she had shot off at the mouth. "He following?"
"Trying too, Corporation is holding him and the Ministry back, plus Austin wants a piece." Edge groaned, holding his eye before slapping her again. "You have any idea how much this fucking hurts?"
Alexis cried out as she held onto her face, but she kept fighting as they arrived in the ring, tossing her over the top rope, causing her to land with a sickening thud. Alexis groaned as she quickly rolled away from them, holding her shoulder, knowing it would have to be popped back into place. "What the hell do you want?!" She shouted at them, tears streaming down her face and felt Christian backhand her, causing her to fly to the mat, spitting blood out since her lip was split now. Mark was going to kill them and she would take great pleasure in watching. She groaned when Christian yanked her up by her black hair and applied a jaw breaker as she dropped to her knees, causing him to fall back as she stumbled, only for Edge to grab her, shouting to Christian to get a chair. Her eyes widened, knowing what that meant, swallowing hard. "No please!!"
Before he could deliver the Edgecutioner, the Ministry's music suddenly blared through the arena speakers.
A very pissed off Undertaker was leading the charge, actually RUNNING down to the ring. Before Edge and Christian even had time to wet their pants he had slid under the bottom rope, gotten to his feet and jerked that chair right out of Edge's trembling hands.
Behind him, Paul gestured for the Ministry to stay out of the ring, watching with an evil grin as the Phenom demonstrated he had not lost his touch. A reminder what happened to those who were stupid enough to rouse his anger. In this case though, the example might be two dead bodies.
He had glanced at Alexis from the corner of his eye while swinging that chair, bringing it crashing against the side of Edge's head. When Christian made the feeble attempt to help his brother, he got it too. Without a second thought, he began hitting them both repeatedly with the chair, switching from one brother to the other every other hit.
Alexis could only watch with tears streaming down her face, her entire body trembling from fear, gripping the top ring rope with one hand and holding her throbbing face with the other. She knew she was going to have bruises from how many times Edge had slapped her. Her heart was pounding in her chest as she watched them get dismantled, seeing how bent the chair was, which was completely in half and seen Mark turn around to face her.
She didn't even hesitate as soon as he dropped the chair and ran into his arms, feeling him lift her up, arms going around his neck and proceeded to sob in his neck, her entire body shaking. She hadn't been expecting that to happen and it petrified her to no end, hearing his soothing words in her ear. She clung to him for dear life, refusing to let go.
He had to let her go just so they could vacate the ring, pulling her quickly back into his arms and cradling her close.
"You finished?" Paul asked with a knowing look on his face.
"No, Ministry have at them."
Chuckling darkly, the four men advanced.
She didn't say a word as Mark carried her to the trainer's room, knowing Paul had to look over her face. She could hear Vince's roars sounding down the hallway about how the Ministry had destroyed their new recruits and rolled her eyes, wincing when Paul hit a sore spot. Both of her cheeks had handprint bruises on them and she could see the fury in Mark's green eyes, knowing he wanted to go out there and end their careers.
"Mark, wait." She grabbed his arm, stopping him, slowly shaking her head. "It's not worth it." Her watery violet eyes were pleading with him to let it go before something else happened.
"Actually, yes it is." He contradicted darkly, but made no further move to leave her. Not until Vince stormed into the room anyway.
"You just put two of not only my faction members OUT, but they're my wrestlers! Do you have any idea what it's going to cost to-" Vince shut the hell up when a massive hand found it's way to his throat.
"I'm sorry, you were saying?"
Alexis could only stare at Vince, his eyes widening at the sight of her marred face, which was normally perfect pale skin. "Easy Paul." She hissed softly when he applied the salve, knowing her bruises would be gone within a day, sighing heavily. She wanted to tell Mark to let him go, but honestly, Alexis didn't have the strength at the moment. She simply sat there and allowed Paul to treat her, knowing she had a cut as he applied peroxide and a small white band aid.
"Two of your WRESTLERS decided they were going to drag a woman out into the middle of the ring on LIVE television and do their best to send her out of here on a gurney." 'Taker was holding Vince with one hand, examining his other hand with a bored look, raising it up to Vince's face, fingers splayed. "See my hand?" Vince nodded, beginning to turn red. "See how big it is?" Another nod. "To Alexis, Edge's hand is about this size. See her face?" Vince had a feeling he knew where this was going.
Paul didn't even flinch when he heard a succession of sharp cracks echoing throughout the room.
Alexis cringed when Mark finally stopped, seeing the welts on Vince's face, and slowly slid from the bedding. "Maybe next time you'll have a better handle on your WRESTLERS, Vinnie." She snorted and slapped him as hard as she could before storming out, Paul right behind her. She stopped, seeing the Ministry and immediately sighed when they all conjured around her, asking her if she was alright.
"Those two are lucky they're not dead."
"'Taker should've killed them."
"No because then Mark would've gone to prison." She sighed when their eyes widened at her. "You are going to have to get used to me calling him that you know."
"I still can't believe he's ALLOWING you to call him that..." Viscera was still stunned by that fact.
"Believe me, neither can I."
"When you've finished." 'Taker growled, following Alexis out into the hallway after giving Vince another good hit first, incensed that they were talking about him like he wasn't even there.
"Well think on it, normally you'd kill anyone who calls you that and here she is, throwing your name out like it's nothing."
"SHE is the exception. Don't you boys have somewhere else to be?"
"Well, I wasn't aware we weren't wanted, boss."
"Yeah, I need a beer."
Mideon grunted in agreement as all four of them walked away, Farooq being the smart one and keeping his mouth shut.
"Aww I think you hurt their feelings." Alexis giggled and winced, though the salve was quickly kicking in. It would prevent her from feeling hardly any pain, a concoction Paul cooked up. She sighed when Mark began checking over her face, finally cupping his and kissed him softly. "I'm alright, I promise." She looked over at Paul and smiled, knowing he would always stay by Mark's side no matter what. "Go join them, Paul. I don't think anyone else is going to attack tonight."
Paul didn't move, too busy watching the Undertaker curiously. "Okay, I'm going to ask. What is that look for?"
He pointed at Alexis, a half amused grin, half scowl on his face. "You have completely destroyed me. My Ministry now treats me like one...of them."
"I had noticed that too. Apparently Alexis has turned you into a common man." Paul teased, deciding now would be a good time to take off when acid green eyes narrowed at him. "Bye."
"That's how it should be." Alexis stated, watching as a black eyebrow arched down at her. "Do you honestly believe you couldn't have saved me tonight without them?" When he just grunted, she knew she had her answer and leaned against his side, sighing. "Do you want to go join them?" She asked, peering up at him with sparkling violet eyes, the bruises slowly fading from her face, his green eyes boring down into hers.
"No." He answered honestly, still considering her question about him saving her without the Ministry. Of course he could, he had now didn't he? Given the way the Ministry was now behaving, like some gang of friends instead of his minions, he wondered if now might not be the time to disband before he actually did start joining them for things like beer and poker and... "Though a beer sounds pretty damn good at the moment." He groaned.
Alexis laughed softly and entwined her fingers with his, pulling him down the hallway and laughed when he lifted her up over his shoulder, carting her to the dressing room. "You do realize I can walk right?" She rolled her eyes when he said something obscene and kissed the back of his neck while he grabbed their bags.