Chapter 22: Reunion
February 21-April 4, 2011

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.

Thank you, Dark Mage of the Sea, for helping me with this chapter.

February 21, 2011

Pandora was still sleeping when Edge got up. He looked down at her and frowned. She was not getting any better and he did not know how to treat a demoness. After stroking her hair a little, he got up and headed to the shower. Still sleeping, Pandora coughed a few times and groaned. Thanks to her being weak and asleep, she did not realize that there was someone else in the room and it was not Edge.

The other person walked forward and put his forefinger on her forehead. Her tattoo started to glow as color and strength started to return to her body. After a few minutes, the finger was removed and Pandora was fully healed. The person nodded and disappeared. As soon as he disappeared, Pandora woke up and sat up. She looked around, wondering what just happened. She felt a familiar presence while she was sleeping. Was that a dream? If not, how was she healed? She laid back down and stared at the ceiling. Thanks to the healing, one piece of information was passed from the healer to her: "2.21.11…"

She looked at the date on her phone and saw that that date was today. It was also a Monday and RAW was on tonight. But what was so important about this date and why did she get it after her healing? Thinking there was a connection between the date and RAW, she got up and started to dress. After getting out of her pajamas and into clean undergarments, Edge came out in his towel and was surprised to see her up. "Hey, you're all better."

Pandora looked up. "Yes…someone healed me."

Edge looked confused. "Someone? I didn't hear the door open and only we have the keys to the room."

Pandora nodded and sat down. "I know…but someone did heal me." Edge touched her head, glad that she was better, as she said, "I'm going to RAW tonight."

Edge looked at her in surprise. "Why? Someone you want to confront?"

Pandora chuckled and shook her head. "No. I just got a feeling that tells me to go."

Edge nodded. "All right. I'll go with you." He turned to get dressed but stopped when Pandora said, "I'm going alone."

Edge looked back at her. "Alone?"

Pandora nodded. "Yeah. I just…feel like I need to do this alone."

Edge nodded, understanding. Looking up at him, she noticed what his eyes were focusing on and rolled her eyes. This eye-wandering was not new from him. "Edge, my eyes are up here."

Edge just smirked.

That night, Pandora (back in her original outfit but still having her golden flower in her hair) came to the arena and stayed by a monitor. When the countdown started, she became confused…until she saw the shack. She recognized it immediately; her eyes widened and she felt her chest tighten. Sure enough, when the countdown was over, the door to the shack opened and out came the Undertaker. Pandora gasped as tears started to form. "Oh…he's…it's…" She was speechless.

Seconds later, the bell tolled and Undertaker emerged into the arena. Once he was in the ring, he looked around, absorbing the energy that the audience gave him. Suddenly, another song began; it was a single from a popular gothic rock band led by a female half-demon. Undertaker and the audience looked at the entrance, wondering who would dare interrupt the Phenom. Their questions were quickly answered: a teary-eyed Pandora ran out and made a beeline to the ring. Once she entered the ring, Undertaker's music continued from when it was interrupted. Pandora looked at Undertaker with tears falling down and she quickly hugged him. Undertaker remained still, allowing her to do so. Seconds later, she caught herself and pulled away from him. "I'm sorry…I just…I missed you…so much."

The tears were continuing to fall until Undertaker wiped them away. Pandora sniffled and looked up as he took off his hat and gave everyone his white eyes. She smiled but the smile faded by what he said next: "I finally found you…"

Pandora was puzzled by his remark. "Master…?"

Undertaker did not have a chance to tell her what he learned during his time in recovery. Another song began, surprising both demons. They looked at the entrance and Pandora made a yelping gasp: it was Triple H! Both demons were too stunned to move as Triple H made his way to the ring and made his usual ring entrance. All the while, Undertaker was staring coldly at Triple H and Triple H gave Undertaker the same look. Pandora herself was too stunned to react.

Triple H then faced Undertaker, making Undertaker push Pandora behind him. The demoness wanted to demand Triple H to explain but there was something about his current state that made her blood turn cold. In the end, there was no need for words; he told Undertaker with one look…towards the Wrestlemania XXVII sign. Undertaker and Pandora looked at the sign and realized what he wanted: Undertaker had another wrestler out to break the streak. Undertaker looked back at Triple H and simply scoffed and put his hat back on. He then started to leave with Pandora but stopped. He had never been one to turn down an offer, especially with how far his last Wrestlemania opponent went to get the match. So he turned around and gave Triple H the RIP slash. Triple H answered…with the DX chop. Pandora's shoulders drooped. "It makes sense now…" Triple H was determined to do what Shawn Michaels could not.

When they went backstage, Pandora looked at Undertaker. "What did you mean when you said 'I finally found you'?"

Undertaker looked at her and focused on her golden flower. "Did Edge give you that?"

Pandora blushed and smiled. "Yes…it's to go with his championship." She hoped that he would not ask why it became open after Christmas. She then shook her head and looked at him again. "Master, I want to know why you said that."

Undertaker patted her head and started to leave. "Don't let it trouble you."

Pandora took his arm, stopping him, and asked him again. Undertaker looked at her. "I will tell you when the time is right." With that, he teleported her back to her hotel room. Edge looked up from packing. "Where did you come from?"

Pandora looked around and sighed. "He sent me back."

Edge stood up, knowing what Pandora meant since he had been watching RAW and witnessed the returns. "Quite a shock."

Pandora nodded. "With both of them." She then sat on the bed, still puzzled by what Undertaker said to her. Edge touched her shoulder. "You okay?"

Pandora looked up at him. "Did you hear what he said to me?" When Edge shook his head, she looked down a little. "He said…'I finally found you.'"

Edge showed great confusion at that. "What the hell does that mean?"

Pandora shook her head. "I don't know…and he wouldn't tell me."

Edge then smirked, wanting to cheer her up a little. "Well, now you know you didn't lose the hat."

Pandora laughed softly. The Monday after the Royal Rumble, Pandora thought she lost Undertaker's hat. In reality, Undertaker took his hat back and went to Death Valley to get ready to come back. Pandora smiled up at Edge and rolled her eyes again. "Up here, mister."

Edge's smirk grew as he shrugged. "I can't help it."

For the next month, Undertaker and Triple H kept presenting their side of the argument of who will win their match at Wrestlemania, especially after Undertaker decided that the match would be a No Holds Barred match. Triple H was adamant that he would end the streak, even after learning that ending the streak would literally kill Undertaker. Undertaker, however, said that Triple H would become nothing more than another number in the streak. As for Pandora (who joined Undertaker when he was at the show but continued to stay with Edge), she was both worried and confused. While she had heard Triple H's argument many times from many other wrestlers, this time was different because it was revealed that Undertaker's life was tied to the streak. She had just got him back and she did not want to lose him again. Even though Shawn Michaels himself did not think that Triple H could do it, Pandora still had doubts. But she was also confused by how Undertaker was treating her. He got into the habit of patting her head whenever he saw her; he also treated her a little gentler than usual. She tried to ask him why he was acting this way and he always answered with "I will tell you when the time is right." Finally, the night before Wrestlemania, the time was right.

April 2, 2011

Pandora and Edge were arriving at their hotel after a day of Axxess. They were excited about Wrestlemania the next day and planned to have their own little celebration in their room. But it was not to be: as soon as they got on the desired floor, Pandora looked down the hall as Edge was getting the key to their door and saw Undertaker standing there. "Master?"

Edge looked up and saw Undertaker as well. He immediately tensed up, hoping that Undertaker would not attack him. Undertaker looked at Pandora and told her, "You will spend the night with me."

Pandora and Edge were surprised by what he said. This was not a suggestion or a question, this was more of an order. Pandora looked at Edge. "Well…we can't really fight with him."

Edge knew that…but he could bargain. He took a risk and looked at Undertaker. "Give us an hour."

Pandora blushed deeply. She knew exactly what he meant and she was surprised that he stood up to the powerful demon with a thinly-veiled bargain. But Undertaker surprised them by saying, "Very well" and disappeared. Edge smirked and opened the door. "Shall we?"

Pandora nodded. She was taken aback that Undertaker agreed to the hour. She then jokingly said, "You're either very brave or very stupid to stand up to him like that."

Edge chuckled and playfully smacked her behind as she went in the room. "I just know what I like." Pandora giggled as Edge followed her and closed the door.

The hour came and went. Edge was now asleep and Pandora sat up in bed. She smiled down at Edge and kissed his temple. "See you in the morning." She got dressed quietly and left the room with her copy of the key. She looked up and saw that Undertaker was back in the hall. She smiled and went up to him. "Thanks for letting me stay a while."

Undertaker said nothing. He calmly touched her shoulder and took her through a portal, leading her to his shack in Death Valley. Pandora looked around, a little surprised. "Why did we come here?"

Undertaker simply said, "We spent a lot of time here."

Pandora shuddered a little, remembering her training in Hell in a Cell. She sat on the bed and looked up at him. "So…tomorrow you face Triple H." Undertaker took off his hat and looked at her. She added, "I hope you win."

Undertaker raised his eyebrow. "You hope?"

Pandora hugged herself. Even with Shawn Michaels thinking that Triple H could not win, Pandora still felt worried. "Triple H seems pretty confident that he will end the streak. Plus, it's a No Holds Barred match, something he's good at. And…"

Undertaker made her look at him. "And?"

Pandora had a few tears in her eyes. "I don't want you to die."

Undertaker felt his heart squeeze, hearing his daughter tell him this. He sighed; he had to tell her now. He reached out and stroked her hair. "Pandora…"

Pandora looked up. "Yes, Master?"

Undertaker sighed again. "Do not call me that. I do not like that title."

Pandora blinked at his statement. "All right. What should I call you?"

Undertaker sat next to her. "I'm not going to tell you…I'm going to make you remember."

Pandora was greatly confused by his statement. "Remember what?"

Undertaker reached around and rubbed between her wings with his two fingers, exactly as he did the night she was born. Pandora blushed a little at this feeling…but this feeling was familiar as well. She looked at him. "What are you…?"

"Do you remember this feeling? Think back…" Pandora lowered her head, trying to recall something. Thinking she needed more help remembering, Undertaker pulled her close and held her. Pandora was surprised that she was being held by him…but she then started to have a flashback to the night of her birth. Her eyes slowly widened and she slowly looked up at him. He gave her his white eyes like that night and Pandora paled. She put the pieces together: this demon holding her, a demon she considered a Father, was her real Father. "Oh my…you're my—"

Undertaker nodded slowly. "I am."

Pandora immediately teared up and hugged Undertaker tightly. He hugged her back, letting her cry. Father and daughter were finally officially reunited…the night before a night that could rip them apart.

April 3, 2011

Pandora sat up in the bed. Her mind was still racing from what she learned the night before. She was shocked that Undertaker was the Father she both had and never had. She was mad at Lacti for not telling her and understood why her Mother was mad when Pandora joined him. She was also a little mad at herself for falling asleep instead of staying up with him. Undertaker went to her and touched her head. "I should take you back."

Pandora looked up, seeing him in a new light. "Do you have to?"

Undertaker nodded once. "Edge is waiting for you."

Pandora nodded. She then blurted, "Why didn't you tell me sooner?"

Undertaker looked down at her. "I was waiting for the right time to tell you. We both had other things to take care of first."

Pandora could accept that answer since she and Edge were busy trying to fend off Del Rio and last night was possibly their last night. She stood up and felt him stroke her hair. Looking up at him, she listened as he said, "I also wanted to see how you would be after I came back."

Pandora wrinkled her forehead in confusion. "What do you mean?"

"When Lacti told me…I started to watch you and your journey. You've grown up. Whether that was because of what Kane did to me or being with Edge, I did not want to ruin that by telling you immediately."

Pandora blushed a little, seeing his logic. If he had told her too soon, she would have reverted back to how she was for many years, clinging to Undertaker alone. Undertaker nodded. "Let's go." He turned to make the portal when Pandora hugged him across the waist. He stayed still for a moment. No matter how much she had changed, she still savored her moments with him, especially today…

At the arena, Pandora was looking around for Edge. Undertaker brought them to the arena and told her to be with her human lover until his match with Triple H. After some searching, she found Edge with Christian. Christian was the first one to notice her. "Hey, Pandora. Where you been?"

Edge saw her and smiled. "It's about time you got there. I was just about to call you."

Pandora looked at them. "You wouldn't believe what I learned last night."

Christian looked at Edge. "What did you two do last night?"

Edge gave him a look. "Nothing. She spent the night with the Undertaker."

Pandora blurted out, "And he's my father!"

Edge and Christian froze and Edge dropped his bottle of water. Pandora looked at them. "Um…what do you think?"

The first words out of Edge's mouth were, "I've been screwing the Undertaker's daughter?"

Pandora blushed deeply and covered her eyes in embarrassment. "That's really the first thing you can say?"

Not hearing Pandora, Christian looked at Edge and grimaced. "Man, if you screw up, you'll be going back to Hell."

Edge looked at Pandora. "If I do, send me to Hell yourself. If Undertaker does, I'll never make it back."

Christian then smirked. "Edge, if you go to Hell, can I have the Championship?"

Trying to not laugh at them, Pandora said, "Can we get back to the subject at hand?"

Edge smirked. "After I kill Christian." Pandora giggled and hugged Edge's arm as Christian playfully held up his hands in defense. While she was having a good time with the two, her mind was wracked with worry. Not only was her lover's Championship on the line but her Father's life was as well. This was going to be one roller coaster of a night.

Wrestlemania XXVII

Pandora's worries about Edge were relieved when he retained the title for the first time at Wrestlemania. She even got to help him destroy Del Rio's beloved car. She saw this as letting some of her nerves out…her nerves about the big match later that night…

Even before the match began, everyone knew that there was something different about this match. When Undertaker came in with Pandora, he was holding her hand. She was clearly worried while Undertaker remained calm and confident. When they got to ringside, Pandora looked at Triple H and murmured, "Don't take him away from me." Triple H ignored her and focused his attention on Undertaker and the streak.

The match was intense, both from a physical and emotional standpoint. No area was safe, as the two demonstrated when they destroyed the Cole Mine and the commentators' desks. While Undertaker got in a few good shots at his opponent, it was clear that Triple H was the dominant one in the match. Pandora saw this as well and kept cheering Undertaker on, thinking that her voice would give him a reason to not lose. She even tried to tackle Triple H when he got the steel chair out but could not reach him in time.

After both wrestlers kicked out of the other's finisher, the human was unleashed and he became like a rabid animal. He gave the demon a couple pedigrees, which were useless. Pandora was starting to feel the intensity of the match at a whole new level and was starting to scream with tears coming down her face. She lost it when Triple H attacked Undertaker viciously with the steel chair. "Stop it! Don't kill my Father! Stop!"

Everyone in the arena heard what she said and were stunned by her admission. Triple H heard her as well but the words did not compute in his head as he ordered Undertaker to give up and die. Those statements made Pandora cry bitterly. She came close to making the hatred vow but, to her surprise, she heard Undertaker's voice in her head: Don't make the vow…he deserves nothing but respect for what he's doing.

In the ring, Undertaker, though very weak, refused to give in so Triple H did what he thought would seal the demon's fate: he gave Undertaker his own tombstone piledriver. Though the hatred vow was now out of her head, Pandora screamed out to Undertaker as Triple H mocked the demon further with the pin but Undertaker surprised everyone by showing signs of life and kicking out. Pandora was emotionally drained but was relieved that her Father was still alive. When Triple H pulled out his sledgehammer from under the ring, Pandora ran up to him and tried to take it from him. "Stop it! Don't do it! Please!"

Triple H pushed her against the commentators' desk and went back into the ring to finish the job…only to be caught in Hell's Gate. Pandora sat up, clutching her hurt head, and saw Triple H struggling but stuck. The human almost got out a few times but soon had no choice but to tap out. Pandora gave a drained smile as she climbed into the ring and hugged her down Father as the streak continued…but just barely…

After minutes of staying still, one got up first…and it was Triple H. Pandora noticed this and sensed that something was very wrong. With an EMT now at ringside to assist the legend, Undertaker tried to leave but could only collapse at ringside. Pandora quickly went to his aid and tried to get him to stand up again, not realizing that Triple H was watching them, and the demon collapsed again. Pandora was very scared now as the EMT called for assistance. The demoness was silently crying and mentally pleading that he would not die. Because she was so focused, she did not notice that the EMTs that drove to ringside were demons disguised as humans; they had watched the match and were there to take Undertaker to Hell to heal.

Pandora helped him get on and then simply laid next to him, holding him close. If he was going to die, she wanted to spend as much time with him as possible. She was still crying, hating the thought of losing him almost immediately after learning the truth about him. As they were taken out of the arena, she felt his hand weakly touch her back and heard him say in her mind, I'm here… Pandora smiled sadly at that.

Backstage, Kane had been watching the match and heard what Pandora called Undertaker. He was extremely surprised and wanted to find out if it was true. Since Undertaker was in no condition to talk and Pandora would probably not talk to him, he knew only one being might be able to tell him. This demoness had become well-known in Hell for her loose ways with males and her hatred towards Undertaker on a personal level…and Pandora did look a little like her. He made a portal to Hell and arrived in front of Lacti's house. He knocked on the door, hoping that Lacti would answer. She did answer and slammed the door almost immediately. Kane groaned; this would not be easy. "Lacti, open the door."

Lacti leaned against the door and crossed her arms. "Forget it, you devil."

Kane gripped the doorknob. "I need answers and I need them now!"

Lacti scoffed. "What answers could I possibly give you?"

Kane blatantly asked, "Is Pandora my niece?"

Lacti stayed silent; the whole world heard what Pandora called Undertaker during and after the brutal match and now knew the truth. Still, she did not fully trust Kane, especially after it was revealed that Damien created him; even though Kane turned his life around and Damien abandoned him for The Corre, Lacti was still wary. She then heard him say, "Please…I have to know. Please…just tell me and I'll leave. Don't keep me in the dark."

Lacti was surprised by what she was hearing. Normally, Kane only begged when he was desperate for something. Smirking for a split second, she opened the door and gave him a guilt trip. "Pandora…the demoness you let Damien attack…the demoness whose life you made a living Hell while you battled her Father…the demoness you let Damien take possession of…is your niece."

Kane closed his eyes, already feeling the guilt that Lacti gave him. Lacti crossed her arms and stared at him coldly. "Now that you know…what will you do?"

Kane did not answer; he just left in silence.

At the arena, Pandora was leaning against the wall, hugging herself and letting more tears fall. She wanted to go with Undertaker when he went to Hell to start the healing process but he made her stay, telepathically telling her that it was better for her to stay. Edge was able to comfort her and was currently getting her some water. She sighed deeply and closed her eyes, trying to calm herself.

All of a sudden, someone gently touched her shoulder. Still an emotional wreck, she did not bother to see who it was; she went into their chest and started to cry again. The person welcomed her with a comforting hug. She cried for a couple minutes before settling down. She sniffled and rubbed her eye. "Thanks…"

She then heard a familiar voice that made her eyes snap open: "He'll be all right…he's had worst."

Pandora yelped and leaped out of Kane's arms, pressing her body against the wall. Kane was startled by her sudden reaction and assured her, "I'm not here to hurt you."

Pandora shivered a little; despite the face turn, he was still frightening to her. "How do I know? You've allowed me to be hurt before."

Kane's eyes narrowed a little. "Damien hurt you, not me…and you know that he left me."

Pandora did witness that: when Kane refused help from The Corre, Damien started to show signs that he would abandon his creation and did two weeks later and became the newest member of The Corre. Pandora looked away, expecting Kane to grab her. Instead, he said, "Had I known, I would have kept Damien away from you."

Pandora peeked at him. "Known what?"

"That you were family."

It took Pandora a few seconds to remember that Undertaker and Kane were brothers, thus making Kane her uncle. She grimaced. "Oh crap, I'm related to you."

Kane rolled his eyes as Pandora shuddered. "Look, what do you want? Unless you have something to say, leave me alone."

Kane was tensing up from her attitude. But he asked, "How are you and Edge?"

Pandora looked at Kane, still on guard. "Why? Still want to attack him?"

Kane sighed roughly. Were it not for her being his niece, he might have attacked her. instead, he kept his cool and said, "If you and Edge break up…I can take care of you."

Pandora looked at Kane in surprise. Possibility more surprising, his eyes said that he was being truthful about wanting to take care of her. she started to leave but he grabbed her arm. Unfortunately, he grabbed her roughly and right when Edge was coming back. Seeing the two demons and assuming the worst, he dropped the water, quickly went to her and got her free from Kane's grip. "What the hell are you doing?"

Kane snarled. "I'm allowed to speak to my niece."

Edge stood in front of Pandora, protecting her, and growled, "Speak to her? You've done nothing but frighten her and make her life Hell on Earth! How do I know that you weren't here to torment her about her Father?"

Kane growled and grabbed Edge by the throat. Before any blood could be split, Pandora got between them and pushed them apart. She first told Edge, "Edge, Kane did nothing to me." When Edge looked at her with a questioning look, she answered, "If he did, I wouldn't be stopping you from attacking." Edge smirked as Pandora looked at Kane. "Sorry, but I have to turn you down."

That got Edge's attention. "For what?"

Before Pandora could explain, Kane started to walk away but not before saying, "The offer will remain open as long as you're on the human world."

Pandora sighed and explained the offer to Edge, who immediately said, "You had better turn it down."

Pandora nodded. "Absolutely! There's no way I can go with him…not when I have you and…" Remembering Undertaker's state made her tear up again. Edge silently hugged her as she cried a little more. She prayed to the darkness that her Father would make it through the healing process.

April 4, 2011

Dressed in ripped jeans, a shirt that had the picture of the band who sang her theme song on it, and her leather jacket, Pandora was waiting for Lilith. Her friend wanted to take her out on the town for a girls' night out to both celebrate the victories of Randy Orton and Undertaker at Wrestlemania and to make Pandora feel better after what happened to Undertaker. Hearing that Randy's match was over, Pandora went to try to find Lilith. Instead, she ran into Triple H. They stared each other down a while until Pandora spoke in a cold voice: "You're a mess."

Triple H blinked at her. "How is he?"

Pandora simply answered, "Healing." Triple H nodded and started to leave when Pandora said, "You're very lucky."

Triple H looked back at her. "That's what everyone is saying."

Pandora sighed. "That's not what I mean." Triple H turned around to look at her as she explained, "You're very lucky that I didn't make the hatred vow against you." Seeing his blank look, she remembered that he did not know what that vow was. "Once the vow is made, I would hate you for a thousand years."

Triple H then asked, "Why did you not?" He remembered how emotional she was during the match.

Pandora lowered her head a little and touched her Undertaker necklace. "Because my Father told me not to." She looked up at him and explained. "He knew I was going to swear it and stopped me. He said that you didn't deserve it."

Triple H was surprised to hear that but kept a calm face. "Did he?"

Pandora nodded. "He said you deserve nothing but respect. You tried to do what you thought was right. Besides…you didn't know my relation to him…though I doubt that would have changed your attitude in the ring."

Triple H simply said, "I wouldn't have pushed you away, had I known."

Pandora looked down a little and nodded. She then looked up at him and offered her hand to him. Triple H looked at her hand for a few seconds before taking it. Pandora smiled softly as the two of them looked at each other. While they would probably never be friends after last night, there was still respect between them.