Epilogue: Future
October 29, 2012-Distant Future

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. Please be kind with what is revealed in the chapter: I was talking to my friend/helper-in-writing when I paired my character with Punk in chapter 26 when an idea popped in my head and we took off running with it ever since. I just pray that you readers like this. Also, the wrestler that is mentioned towards the end, I only used him because his age works with the timeline. One more thing: I'm using the house that Edge showed us in an online exclusive since that's the only house I know about.

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

Though her pregnancy progressed, Pandora went to all of Edge's shows and even (from ringside) helped teach the female rookies how to be more than just eye candy. Edge was not thrilled with Pandora working in her condition but he knew better than to argue with her and her hormones. At the same time, they were getting excited about the upcoming birth of their twins, especially after finding out that she was having both genders. Because of the bet, both parents got the money and used most of it to renovate the blue guest bedroom into a nursery. The rest, they put away so that they would revert the red guest bedroom into a bedroom for their son when he was old enough.

October 29, 2012

The day had finally come: the twins were ready to be born. Pandora's water broke in the middle of the night and the contractions started almost immediately, jolting her awake. She tried to wake Edge but he was too tired to understand…until Pandora gripped his shoulder so tightly from a contraction; that woke him up. He quickly contacted their midwife and she appeared in seconds. She numbed Pandora from the waist down and prepped for the birth. Twins were rare in Hell so she had little experience with them but she was determined to get them through this. Contractions no longer hurting her, Pandora smiled at Edge. "They're coming."

Edge nodded and massaged his sore shoulder, still a little tired. He was excited but secretly wished that his children had at least waited until sunrise. Trying to stay awake, he asked, "Have you thought of names yet?"

Pandora admitted, "Only for the boy."

Edge smirked. "I would have thought you had the girl's name."

Pandora giggled. She then took his hand. "I want to name him Adam…after you."

Edge was touched by this admission. But he could not help what he said next: "There goes my promise to Christian."

"What promise was that?"

"More of a joke than a promise. But he wanted the boy to be named after him."

Pandora laughed a little but said very seriously, "Not going to happen."

Edge was surprised at her tone. "Why do you say that?"

Before Pandora could answer, the midwife (who had been listening) answered, "A demon…named Christian…in Hell? He'll be killed."

The mates gave her a look, earning a shrug, but Pandora agreed. "She's right." Just then, she got a funny idea. Seeing the look on her face, Edge smirked. "What are you thinking?"

Pandora whispered her idea in his ear. His smirk grew into a grin. "Pani, you're a genius."

Pandora just smiled in response.

In a way, Edge got his wish: the twins were not born until sunrise. Thankfully, to everyone's delight, the birth was not as difficult as it could have been. The midwife had a theory about why: demon babies always had the risk of getting their wings caught. But the twins had one wing each, the boy on the right and the girl on the left. As the midwife started to clean up, she commented, "I gotta say, Pandora, your birth was more difficult and you were a single."

Looking up from her blond hair with purple streaks daughter, Pandora asked, "How do you know?"

She smiled. "I was your mother's midwife as well."

Pandora was happily surprised. The midwife then asked, "So what are the names?"

Edge smiled, holding his son, who had dark hair with blond streaks. "Adam."

The midwife looked at Pandora, who giggled a little. "And Christa."

The midwife let out a snicker, which the mates almost expected. Christian would get his joke/wish…in a way. Pandora looked at Edge. "We need to contact him."

Edge smirked. "I would but my hands are a little full."

Pandora giggled as the midwife offered, "I can call him for you if you want."

Edge nodded. "All right. Just use the phone's video chat."

The midwife nodded. Thankfully, she had experience with human forms of communication, thanks to a few of her clients wanting to tell the human father. She did, however, have trouble finding Christian's number until Edge told her, "Look under Jay."

The midwife blinked and found the name. Seconds later, Christian's face appeared. "Hello?"

The midwife smiled. "I got someone who wants to show you something." She then gave the phone to Edge, who managed to balance Adam in one arm. Christian immediately relaxed and Edge noticed. "What's wrong, Christian? Thought you were in trouble?"

"Well, what do you expect? I saw your number and some random chick appears. For a second, I thought someone took your phone."

The midwife left with a smile as Edge shook his head. "No. But she was right: I got something to show you." He then turned the phone to reveal the twins. Christian smiled. "Wow…congratulations, Edge."

Edge smiled and showed Pandora. "Here's the proud mother."

Pandora smiled. "Hi, Christian."

Christian waved at her. "Congratulations. What are their names?"

Edge turned the phone back to himself. "Well, in a way, you're getting your wish."

Christian brightened. "You're naming the boy after me?"

Edge grinned. "Not quite…we're naming the girl after you."

Christian's face fell, making Edge laugh. The Head Peep then asked, "But…why the girl?"

Edge smirked. "Because Christa fits her better…"

"…and a demon can't be called Christian," Pandora added.

Remembering what Pandora was (and still in the dark about Edge's baptism), Christian agreed and, after congratulation them again, ended the call to give the new family some alone time. Edge looked from his children to Pandora. "Thank you."

Pandora smiled and kissed him deeply.

The rest of the day, Lacti and all of their friends came over to meet Adam and Christa. The new parents were proud to show off their newborns but Pandora was disappointed that a certain someone did not show up…until she walked into the nursery the next morning.

That morning, Pandora came into the nursery to check on the twins and got a little surprise. Not only were they in different positions, there were little gifts in the cribs with them. Christa has a black rose by her head, a little smaller than the one Pandora got when she was born. But Adam had something that surprised his mother the most: he had Undertaker's hat. Pandora knew that her father knew that she was not joining him if he decided to go back for some more. Because of that and Undertaker's age, she wondered if this was her father symbolically passing the torch to her son. She then chuckled, realizing that he got in, spent time with the newborns, and left without her or Edge sensing him. Edge came in, wanting to check on everyone, and saw Pandora almost laughing. "Pani?"

Pandora looked at him and pointed to the gifts. "We had a visitor last night."

Edge saw them and smirked.

Distant Future

Edge and Pandora enjoyed being parents to their twins. It was a little rough in the beginning but they got through it. It did help that they had their human and demonic friends to help out, especially Christian after he retired and Edge finally told him about his demonic baptism. They also exposed them to wrestling, both in Hell and WWE. They quickly fell in love with the industry, going to Edge's shows and watching all the WWE footage they could get their hands on, especially those with their family. They loved being in their parents' Big Kid rooms and hearing all the stories attached to each championship, picture, and poster. Not only that, but ever since they could talk, Adam and Christa expressed interest in following their parents footsteps. As they grew up, Adam became obsessed, watching everything with a close eye and taking the class that Edge's friend taught. Christa, on the other hand, soured a little when she saw how little the females did. While she was still a fan, she decided to put her dream on the shelf. But things changed when the demons graduated high school.

Adam wanted to dive into wrestling full time and eventually make it to the WWE and Christa felt her dream tapping her shoulder, especially when Pandora showered her footage for divas who were more than a pretty face (Beth, Natalya, Tamina, Kharma, and the family friend Lita). Because of that, Christa wanted to go back to training and match Adam. Knowing that Adam could only be trained so much and Christa had a long way to go, their parents (a little hesitantly) knew what would benefit them: they contacted Undertaker (who had since retired and reverted back to age 40) and asked him to train the twins the same way he trained Pandora. After telling the mates that he would not hold back at all just because they were his grandchildren, he agreed and took Adam and Christa, training them in Hell in a Cell in the middle of Death Valley. The training was extremely brutal but they were determined to survive. Finally, after a month of being beat up, bloody, and having numerous bones broken, the twins came back and dominated the rookie division. Adam's skills were a blend of his father and grandfather and Christa took on the skills of Tamina, the strength of Beth, and the sexy, kick-ass attitude of Lita, which made Edge feel a little funny. But Adam was missing something: his mic skills. In fact, he had none. Edge tried to teach him but was getting nowhere with him…until someone came along who was revealed to be a member of the family…someone that they knew very well.

Pandora was fixing dinner for the twins since they were visiting, waiting for Edge to come back from training. All of a sudden, she heard Undertaker's voice in her head. 'Pandora, Hell is receiving a new demon. I need you and Edge to take care of him.'

Pandora looked at the twins. 'Okay…but why me?'

Undertaker just said, 'You can handle him.'

Pandora did not know how to respond but her father left her no choice. When Edge returned with his friend, Pandora explained the situation and the mates took off for Hell's gate.

When they got there, it almost seemed too late; a group of demon surrounded the new wingless demon, who was covered with mud and unrecognizable. But the aura was familiar for some reason. The mates got to work: Edge attacked the demons and, while he was doing that, Pandora pulled the new demon away. The two ran as fast as they could until they reached an abandoned builder and they hid inside. Pandora peeked out the door. "I don't think they followed."

The demon spoke up, a little dazed. "Thanks…whoever you are."

Pandora almost had a heart attack; she knew that voice all too well. To confirm, she gripped his neck and wiped the mud off his face. Her shocking suspicions were correct: it was CM Punk, back at age 33. Seeing her, Punk paled. "What the hell are you doing here?"

Pandora just uttered, "That's my question."

Punk was too shocked to respond. Just then, Edge came in. "Hey, thanks for leaving me to deal with…" His train of thought got derailed when he saw Punk. After a minute of stunned silence, Punk broke the quiet with, "Someone needs to start explaining."

An hour later, everyone was back at the house. Punk had showered and was in clean clothes. Edge had explained to Punk that he was now in Hell. Punk listened and was pissed. "Why did I end up in Hell?"

Pandora said, "You're a demon so…"

"Hey, I may be a badass with no censor but I'm no demon."

Pandora nodded. "Sorry to bust your straight edge bubble-actually, right now, I'm glad to say-you are a demon like me."

Punk immediately stood up. "Don't lie to me, bitch!"

Pandora got in his face. "Or what? You hit me with the GTS, bitch?"

The two started to yell at each other very loudly. Edge got between them, trying to stop them. In secret, he was disappointed that he was not watching this yelling match as a spectator. But the three adults had to pause when the twins poked their heads in and yelled, "Shut up!"

Edge pushed Pandora and Punk apart and went to usher the twins away, knowing that they would freak if they saw Punk. Punk smirked, having seen their wings. "What's with the wing-kids?"

Pandora gripped his shirt and get in his face. "Call them that again, I'll break your neck."

Still in pipe-bomb mode, Punk's smirk grew. "Get any closer, I'll have to kiss you to shut you up."

Pandora was about to retort that he would never do that (and she was right) when she smelled his skin and let go of him in surprise. Punk nodded. "That's more like it."

Pandora could not believe it. His smell was both human and demon…and the demon smell was all too familiar to her. To be sure, she grabbed his arm and took a deep inhale. Punk almost immediately yanked his arm back. "What the hell are you doing?"

Pandora confirmed her suspicions, which made her grimace. Punk and Edge (who returned) wanted to ask her what was wrong but she quickly asked Punk, "Why do you smell like my mom?"

Edge looked at Punk oddly, who adamantly denied that he did. Having no patience, Pandora rammed his and her arm in front of his nose. "I'm not making this up. Believe me, I feel like I'm in the middle of a nightmare right now."

Punk wanted to retort but he caught a whiff of the arms and fell silent and pale. Pandora was right: they had a similar scent. In Hell, that meant only one thing: they had the same mother. Pandora immediately contacted Lacti, yelling at her to come over right away. Lacti appeared and almost panicked when she saw Pandora and Punk in front of her. But she recovered and said to Pandora, "Next time you 'summon' me, watch your tone."

Pandora almost attacked Lacti but Punk held her back. He was furious as well but he wanted first shot. While struggling, Pandora yelled at Lacti, "Why did you tell me that Punk is my brother?"

Edge became shocked and looked at Lacti, who looked guilty. "Pandora, please…"

Punk could not wait. The duo tried to attack Lacti, only to both be speared by Edge, knocking them out. After cringing at the thought of how mad Pandora would be at him, Edge looked at Lacti. "You have some explaining to do."

Minutes later, the siblings woke up; they were hand-cuffed to the couch legs. Edge was in front of them. "Welcome back, you two."

Punk sat up since he could not stand and angrily demanded, "What the hell do you think you're doing?"

Edge admitted, "Lacti still needs to explain and this was the only way you two can behave and listen."

Pandora hissed at the mention of her mother. Both lost it when Lacti came into view. She let her offspring try to attack her, waiting for them to simmer. When they finally calmed down out of pure exhaustion, Lacti asked, "Will you two listen now?"

Pandora hissed a little in response. Punk glare at Lacti. Edge rolled his eyes. "Fine, I'll do the asking. Lacti, why did you keep this a secret?"

Lacti sighed. "A lot of my friends hate half-demons, thinking them vermin. If they knew I had one, I would be disowned and branded in society."

Punk hissed, "I thought you would be used to being that way, you slut."

Lacti smirked. "That title is a badge of honor here."

Punk looked at Pandora, who slightly nodded. Being a little more understanding about their mother's friends, Pandora asked, "So…what happened that night?"

Lacti sat down and started to remember. "I was at a Chicago bar one night. Punk's dad was there, getting wasted." Punk stiffened a little as Lacti (not noticing) continued, "Well, one thing led to another and we ended up at a cheap motel."

Punk growled, "My dad cheated on my mom with you?"

Lacti answered honestly, "Had I known he had someone, I wouldn't have approached him."

Edge and Pandora gave Lacti a surprised look and said at the same time, "Get out of here!"

Lacti shrugged. "What? I do have some standards."

Punk growled, "Can we get back to the part where my dad screwed a demon whore?"

Pandora kicked him a little as Lacti continued, "The next morning, he discovered my wings were real (he thought the booze made him see it) and, once I found out he had someone, we decided to keep it a secret. Unfortunately, a month later, I learned what happens when wings are twisted."

Seeing Punk's confused look, Edge quickly explained, "That's how demons got pregnant."

Pandora was confused. "That's how you found out? I knew when I was little; that's one of the first things we learn."

Lacti simply said, "It was different back then. Anyway, when I found out, I told him and his fiancé, who knew about the one-night stand and had moved past it."

Punk raised his eyebrow. "How did Mom know?"

Lacti blushed a little. "Let's just say one of my specialties is leaving marks." Punk glared at Lacti, who shrugged. "Hey, once they realized that this was a pure accident, they helped me get a place where I could stay since I couldn't go back to Hell."

Edge raised his eyebrow. "Why couldn't you go back?"

"Remember when I said my friends think half-demons are vermin? Back in the 1970s, pretty much all of Hell thought that. If he had been born in Hell, he had been killed on the spot." She wanted to touch Punk but his glare made her change her mind. "Look, I've been keeping this a long time. But it's out now, okay?"

Pandora shook her head and Punk flipped her off. Lacti looked at Edge, who just said, "Well, what do you expect? You lied to them their whole life."

"But I gave him a chance; he had a better chance with his human father on Earth than with me in Hell." She decided to take a chance and said to Punk, "I did what I thought was right for my son."

Punk glared at her and yelled, "You are not my mother, you demon whore!"

Having heard enough, Pandora teleported her and Punk to the backyard, leaving the handcuffs behind. Once they were alone, Punk kicked a nearby tree. "Damn it!"

Pandora was upset as well. She had always thought she was an only child and Lacti had never told her otherwise. Not only that, but Lacti had a chance to tell her when she was Punk's valet and their mother decided to keep quiet instead. But, no matter how upset she was, she knew Punk was ten times more upset. After all, he thought he was human his whole life and thought he knew everything about his dad's dirty laundry…only to die and learn the cold-hard truth. Pandora looked at Punk. "I'm so sorry."

Very upset (and knowing she could handle it), Punk kicked her down and put her in the Anaconda Vice. She struggled to get out of it as Punk screamed, "Did you know? Did you lie to me all those years ago?"

Pandora kept struggling but managed to croak out, "I didn't know…I swear on my Father, I did not know."

Pandora had to repeat herself a few times before Punk let her go. As she welcomed the much needed air, Punk sat next to her and asked, "What now?"

Pandora looked at him. "I don't know. I mean, you can't escape who are you."

Punk knew she was right but that did not make it any better. "I just need to get away for a while…sort things out."

Pandora said, "Sounds like a good idea. Where will you go?"

Punk stood up and started to walk away. Pandora quickly ran inside and came back out minutes later with a back-pack full of supplies and a little money. Seeing him down the road, she ran up to him and gave it to him. Punk looked at it and then at her. "What's this?"

Pandora smiled. "Well, I gotta take care of my big brother."

Punk took the back-pack and glared at her. "Screw you."

Pandora smirked, remember a similar exchange they had years ago. "Not interested."

Punk looked at her and could not help but smile, remembering as well. Slinging the back-pack over his shoulder, he started to walk. Pandora watched him until he was out of sight; she was curious as to where he would go but knew he could take care of himself.

A few days later, the family found out where Punk ended up: he found the wrestling business. Edge found out the hard way: he was supposed to lose to a newcomer and the newcomer turned out to be Punk. Everyone was shocked that Punk was a half-demon and that quickly got his already existing fans to like him even more. As Punk explained afterwards, he was home in the ring and was about to be himself, half demon and all. Edge and Pandora accepted the answer, seeing that Punk was speaking the truth.

It took Punk about a month to settle in and learn how to embrace his demon side. But there were two things that did not change: he was still straight-edge (the only demon in Hell that was) and he refused to call Lacti "Mom," stating that his mom was the human who took care of him growing up. Pandora and Edge took his side in this; Lacti tried to get him to change his mind but eventually gave up, happy that she had at least one child who called her Mom. But Punk got his revenge on Lacti, revealing that she was his mother at a huge wrestling event. Lacti did not appreciate that in the slightest but Pandora and Edge got a kick out of it.

After hearing that Adam needed help with his mic skills, Punk took it upon himself to teach Adam and Christa how to make verbal pipe-bombs. Christa had more skills than her brother but still appreciated the extra help. Adam was a little hesitant since he knew how vicious Punk could be; nevertheless he eventually learned how to remove his mental censor and both bring people in and rip them to shreds, depending on the situation. Punk also taught his niece and nephew a few very dirty tricks he knew; Pandora was not thrilled with that but the twins loved them. Soon, after a few years of experience, they were ready for the WWE.

The twins took off separately but big. Calling himself Dragon (because of his wing), Adam, after attacking a few of the big names, ignited a feud with current legend Seth Rollins, stating that he was there to take the mantle that he said Seth was on for far too long. Calling herself Desiree (for desire), Christa immediately went after the pretty divas, blaming them for the state the divas' division was in. They never admitted that they were twins but the audience suspected it. Another thing they did not admit was their family line, stating to their parents that they did not want that pressure on them, but it was hard to deny since they used the spear the exact same way that Edge did. They eventually admitted who their family was after they won their first titles at Wrestlemania. Things were looking up for the demon twins.

Edge, Punk, and Pandora (who valeted with both) became legends in Hell's wrestling, proving that one did not have to be a full demon to be great. Punk and Edge both fought with and against each other and the audience came out in droves to watch them, loving everything that they had to offer. Pandora enjoyed being a part of their careers, especially knowing that Punk was changing everyone's perspectives on half-demons. She was happy with her family and her life…and hoped that Undertaker was just as happy with how she had turned out as well.

One day, feeling like going down memory lane, Pandora went to the abandoned warehouse where Hell's chapter of the Ministry met. The door was bolted shut and it had a spell blocker on it. Undeterred, she flew up to the roof and looked out at Hell, leaning her hands on the railing. She started to think about her life and how Undertaker played a big part of it, long before they knew the relation between them. As her time in the Ministry came up, she felt a recognizable shudder in his wings. Sure enough, a familiar hand touched the railing next to her. Pandora smiled. "Nice of you to join me."

Undertaker just nodded. Pandora smiled again and looked out Hell. She then asked a nagging question she had been wondering for a long time, "Did you know about Punk?"

Undertaker admitted, "I did. He had an aura that was not fully human."

Pandora looked at him in shock. "Why didn't you say anything?"

Undertaker pointed out, "If one had asked, I would have told."

Pandora had to accept that answer; she knew that her father was like that with certain topics. She then asked, "Did you suspect that he was Lacti's son?"

Undertaker shook his head. "No, I did not. It had been too long and I did not remember Lacti's scent."

Pandora nodded. Looking back out at Hell, she asked, "What do you think of Adam and Christa?"

"They have come a long way. I'm very proud of them…but I'm more proud of you."

Pandora blushed a little. "Really?"

"You have come a long way since the day I met you. You've grown up, both with and without me. You are just as strong as I said the night you were born…if not stronger."

Pandora smiled and gently took his hand. Undertaker squeezed it gently as the sun started to set. Father and daughter watched it sink low in the sky. It was the end of a day, similar to the legendary match at Wrestlemania 28. Also like that match, the future was unknown but one thing was known: the demonic father and daughter duo would face it together.