Chapter 18: Rescue
October 29, 2010

Author's note: just to not get in trouble, I should remind everyone that I don't own anything that has to do with WWE. Also, don't raise a stink about the date I used; I know that SmackDown is filmed on one night and shown on TV another night. I am writing my story with TV showing dates. Thank God for unexpected events; thanks to what happened in this episode, I got an excuse to not write the dreaded storyline I thought would happen.

That night, Pandora was awakened by a vision, which made her Undertaker tattoo glow. She found herself in a dark hallway. Seeing a shadow, she looked up and saw that it was the Undertaker. She tried to speak to him but found that she had been rendered mute. As he passed, she felt his hand pat her head; the mere touch made tears form in her eyes. He continued to walk until he came to a door, which he opened to reveal a bright light. She heard him whisper "Take care, kid" and he stepped into the light. As her vision ended, Pandora cried herself to sleep. This chapter in her life would be a living Hell.

Undertaker lay in his healing coffin; the lower lid of the coffin was locked by his followers to make sure that he stayed in the coffin long enough to be fully healed. He would be conscious for this part of the healing since this was the second half of the healing process. He hated that Pandora was still in the human world but assumed that she would be all right. Suddenly he felt his coffin start to tilt upward. Stuck in the coffin, he could nothing but wait to see what was happening. To his shock, it was Lacti who activated the mechanism that made his coffin almost stand up. Looking furious, Lacti opened the top lid and slapped Undertaker extra hard across the face. Undertaker was surprised by this; they had not had any contact for years and she hunts him down for a slap? He slightly glared at her. "Still holding a grudge."

Lacti slapped him again for that statement, feeling tears form. She then screamed a sentence that made Undertaker's heart skip a beat: "How could you let our daughter be in the hands of that bastard?"

It took a few seconds to compute what Lacti said. He slowly looked at her. "What…?"

Lacti glared at him with teary eyes. "Damien took possession of her…our daughter is in the hands of the most dangerous demon in Hell!"

Undertaker only heard "our daughter." He felt floored. Pandora, the dedicated demoness, his partner for many years, the demoness who saw him as a Father…was his long-lost daughter? But one part of Pandora did not fit with Lacti's admission. "She aged—"

Lacti interrupted him, roughly wiping her eyes. "You gave her power that night…you gave her what she needed to age twice as fast…" Wanting to drive her admission home, Lacti reached into her bag and pulled out Pandora's prized black rose. "She cherished your gift…with her life."

Undertaker paled at the sight of the rose. He remembered giving that black rose to his infant daughter. He leaned his head back, thinking about what he just learned. Ever since that night, he had wanted to meet his daughter…and she had been right in front of him for years without him knowing. Lacti started to break down, thinking about the situation that Pandora was in at that moment. Undertaker looked away; he looked emotionless but his eyes showed that he was broken.

In the human world, the evil celebration had begun. Kane and Bearer were standing on Undertaker's grave, marveling in what they did. Damien was in front of the grave, forcing Pandora to dance with him. He felt silly but continued because Pandora was crying and this dance was making her feel worse. Another thing that made her feel bad was Damien's necklace around her neck. This was different than when she was held captive by Khali…this was a terrifying nightmare.

Damien stopped the dance and put Pandora in a chokehold when Kane started to speak, telling everyone that he was finally the dominant brother and that Undertaker was gone for good because Kane buried his older brother on Sunday. Tears falling, Pandora screamed, "You did not bury him! You did not!"

Damien tightened his arm around her neck. "Shut up, bitch. Let him talk."

Pandora whimpered as Damien forced her to join him at Kane's side. Kane went on about how the audience should not think about plots and theories about what happened during the match (because of the unmentioned Nexus). There was no need for that because Kane alone got rid of his brother. Pandora shook her head. "No, no, no! You did not—!"

Damien tightened his arm again. "Do not make me tell you again."

Pandora sobbed as Kane demanded the audience to thank him. Pandora shook her head feverishly but could not yell because Damien covered her mouth roughly with his other hand. He grinned devilishly as her tears ran down and hit his hand. As they got into the ring, he licked a tear and laughed as she whimpered. "Get used to it, bitch…you'll get a lot more."

Pandora turned her head away as best she could as Kane said that the thanks he "deserved" was for removing Undertaker's false hope. He then added salt to everyone's wounds by saying that, despite their hope for his return, Undertaker was gone forever…and Kane was their "savior" now because of his powers and championship. Pandora cried and covered her ears, not wanting to hear the dreaded demon's words. Damien let go of her mouth when Kane stopped talking but kept her in a chokehold. "Shape up, bitch."

Pandora whimpered as Kane demanded everyone in the arena and around the world to stand up and give Undertaker a moment of silence. That statement made Pandora break down even more. Kane, Bearer, and Damien (who roughly hugged Pandora from behind to both act like he had honor and to keep her from bolting) were acting like Kane was giving respect to his older brother when that was not the truth. Kane was pretending to do so to make the audience like him. The three bowed their heads for their moment of silence but the audience and Pandora refused to comply. Pandora continued to cry, feeling her heart break again…but the funeral was interrupted by the most unlikely person.

To the four's shock, Alberto Del Rio crashed the funeral. Pandora was both shocked that Del Rio would do this and glad that someone was brave enough/stupid enough to stand up to Kane. Bearer was stunned by this but Kane and Damien were livid that Del Rio was doing this; he was interrupting their moment of victory. Kane silently demanded an answer from Del Rio and Damien got ready to set Del Rio ablaze if needed as he put Pandora back into a chokehold. Del Rio merely explained that they had a right to have a funeral…but it should be for Kane's Championship, not the Undertaker, since Del Rio never had a chance for it and demanded the chance. Pandora gave Del Rio a look and murmured, "You gotta be kidding me."

Kane and Damien were enraged that this Spanish rich jerk was interrupting the funeral/their moment of glory and demanding Kane's belt. Both got up in his face and screamed at him for doing this. After all, how dare he interrupt the Devil's favorite demon and the Devil's son in their moment of triumph? Del Rio did not blink at their yells and merely smacked the urn out of Bearer's hands. Now they were both honked off; the two demons attacked him. In doing so, Damien let Pandora go and she scurried to the corner, still feeling trapped in this situation.

Del Rio almost immediately delivered a high kick to Kane; in doing so, he fell on top of Damien. His opponent down, Del Rio continue to kick and stomp Kane. Damien crawled out from under Kane and out of the ring. All of a sudden, Rey Mysterio showed up and tried to give Del Rio the 619, giving Kane the chance to escape. Del Rio rolled out of the ring and left, intent on not getting hit with Mysterio's finisher. Mysterio locked eyes with Pandora for a brief second and then noticed something that made Pandora nod: Bearer was in the perfect position for the 619. Seizing the opportunity, Mysterio gave the betrayer his deadly attack. But that came at a price: Kane and Damien came back into the ring and kicked Mysterio down. Kane was staggered that the "funeral" ended up like this. Damien glared at Pandora. "Get next to me, bitch!"

Pandora hesitated, not knowing what to do. Behind Damien, she noticed that someone else was coming to the ring. She then made her decision: if these wrestlers could stand up to Kane…she could stand up to Damien. At the same time the wrestler attacked Kane, Pandora drop-kicked Damien. Damien rolled out of the ring, groaning in pain, and Pandora watched him from her crouching position. She felt like she was in big trouble now. But then the wrestler's music came on…and Pandora recognized it immediately. She looked up and saw that she was right: it was Edge. After knocking down the funeral wreath, Edge noticed her. He went to her and held out his hand. "I'll look after you."

Pandora was surprised by what he said but she nodded, taking his hand. He helped her up and took her to the ropes. To the rage of Damien, Pandora pulled his necklace off her neck and threw it away. She and Edge then left. Looking back at the ring, Pandora smiled for the first time since Sunday.

In Hell, Lacti had watched the show and saw that Edge took Pandora under his care. She smiled and nodded. "Thank you, Edge…thank you." She looked back at Undertaker; she had decided to watch with him. She wanted to show him their daughter's predicament but was glad at how things turned out, especially with Edge keeping his promise to take care of Pandora. Undertaker just nodded at the screen. Lacti chuckled softly. "You still don't show any emotion."

Undertaker stayed silent. But Lacti saw the look in his eyes and smiled. Things were looking up for their daughter.