(A/N:OK Please read, enjoy, review. Even the smallest of reviews warms my day & pushes me to write more. I don't own ANY WWE/TNA personal or likenesses, nor any of their family members. This is purely for fun & not based on real events. A shout out to THE Kid Hardy for placing this pairing in my head. Thank you Xenarocks99,Demoniac Bastard Scorpio, M.j's place, Cenaholic, jadeMK11, CenaRKO1986, ICan-handle for Putting this story on Alert,Faving it or Reviewing it.

A/N2: OK this is Slash. If you don't know it is MxM pairing. Don't don't like it or it not your thing feel free to go pick another story. Please REVIEW & let me know if I should try to do more. This is a Dark & smutty Story.)

Taker made his way to the main house walking inside. He surveyed the foyer before making his way slowly up the steps his boots almost echo off the smooth stone steps. The house was more like a mansion in it's expensive feel.

Reaching his desired destination he opened the door to a darkened room the only light is from a grouping of monitors that cast a strange glow to the space. Sounds filled the air of the space, sounds that were almost like music to Taker's ears. It was sounds from the session he just finished with Edge & Christian. Also gruff groans from one of the occupants of the room. They were seated in an office chair a mane of golden brown seen moving at times along with the groans. "Yeah princess, yeah mmmmm" The part with Taker tearing Edge's back open while Christian was giving him a blow job was starting. "OH GOD…YES RRRRR" The man started to grunt his hands moving from the arms of the chair to in front of him. "YEAH TAKE IT! TAKE IT ALL MMMMMMMMMMMM" The man's head going back as his back arched from the chair.

Taker just smirked walking into the room shutting the door. "Enjoyed the show I see." He slowly stated as the sounds & images continued to fill the space. The other man was panting trying to get his breath back.
"I always enjoy watching the master at work." The chair sliding back reveling a second male sitting back on his knees his head bowed lower, with his own golden brown hair partly hanging in his face.
"And did your princess enjoy the show as well?"

"He was too busy enjoying my scepter down his throat." The other man gave a laugh as he stood up fixing his jeans. He then turned with a cold smile of his own towards Taker. "Don't worry the video will be kept safe. Question for you, if you don't mind?"
"Of course…still trying to learn from me hmmm Hunter?"
"Always." Static filled the air. "PRINCESS!"
"Yes Hunter sir?" Came the voice from near the ground.
"Kill that noise & get us some real lights."
"Yes sir." The other man slowly got up from the ground his head stayed lowered as he moved slowly turning up the lights then shutting off the screens. He then made his way towards Hunter lowering back to kneel.

Taker viewed over the smaller man with a smirk. "You have done well with him Hunter."
"Thank you. Then again you had already laid down a good foundation for me."
"Some are just meant to serve…isn't that right Heartbreaker?"
"ANSWER HIM!" Hunter barked his eyes gazing with disgust at the man next to him.
"Ye-yes Master Taker…"
"Better" Hunter informed him as he reached down grabbing a handful of Shawn's hair pulling him up. A painful groan passed Shawn mouth till he was on his feet. Shawn was just in a pair of chaps & a matching thong. "Now get to our room & be ready for me."
"Yes Hunter sir." Shawn quickly turned leaving the room.

Taker moved to a second chair situated by the wall. "So your question Hunter?"
"Yes." He moved back to the office chair bringing it closer to Taker sitting again. "Well kind of two…except for the glove why didn't you discipline Edge yourself & Why didn't you punish Christian?"
Taker gave a cold laugh. "My words were my discipline. You see Hunter, the physical wounds will heal. More so once Kane gives Edge a taste of my own blood a few days from now. The emotional scars are a lot longer lasting…for all three of them."
"All three?"
"Yes…you saw a strong fronted Kane…I know it was ripping at him in side. Those boys are like his babies…he coddles them. Unlike you with Shawn."
"Thank you sir. Glad you approve."

"You would know if I did not."
"Of course. Please go on."
Taker slowly nodded. "So Kane was punished by being made to watch what happened to his little ones, Edge being forced into a deprivation hood. It blocks all light & sound. If I had wished it I could of taken away his ability to speak as well, but I wanted those screams. So tied with little movement & not clue what was about to happen to him & from which directions tore at him as well." His lips moved to a cold smile before going on.

"Lastly Christian…Even though the younger of the two brothers he is protective of Edge. Making him be the one to hurt Edge directly will eat at him for days…even more so the days that pass before Kane is allowed to heal Edge's body."
"Exquisite Taker." He just lightly bows his head before looking back towards Hunter.

"So you inform you princess about your impending Queen?"
"Why should I?"
"Just wondering…I am sure he will realize the day you walk the aisle."
"He will just deal with it…not like she means anything to us besides the power that comes with her."
"Does she know how involved your princess is with you?"
"Of course." Hunter smirks. "She chases more tail then her old man."
"Ah so it is the same on both sides."
"Yes."
"Well played yourself then."
"Glad you approve. Now if you will excuse me?"
"Of course." Hunter stood moving from the room as Taker just leaned back closing his eyes.

His mind replaying inch by inch the events of the last few hours. He faintly growls replaying each whack of the flogger to Edges back his own faintly arching from the seat. As it slowly replayed his body as random times reacted as if feeling it himself. Once it was over his mind entered a restless sleep.

~0~ Dream/Memory Trip~0~

Takers mind slowly started to wake his senses. An almost foreign feeling of him laying on a hard bed & weight of someone's arm around him & a firm warm against his back. Opening his eyes we could see the small building he was in had stone walls & a thatched roof a fire burning in the small fire place. 'please not this again. Why must I relive these?'

"So ya gonna keep ya promise to me Marcus?" A heavy brogue filled voice he had not heard in ages gripped at a heart Taker didn't even know he still had. He groaned feeling hard lips pressed against his neck.
"I nay know if we should Sean…I…I want to…"
"Then let me…" Taker was moved to slowly roll onto his back the other man leaning to capture his lips deeply as rough hands felt over his body. He groaned his back arching closer to the other man's touch. Taker's head tilted back as the man trailed kissed over his jaw & to the hallow of his neck.
"Curse ya Sean…curse ya."

The other man moved his head looking down at him. "Now why would ya curse me dear when I just wish to show ya how good ya make me feel?"
"Cause ya stir some things in me no one else ever could."
"And for that I cursed?" He spoke deeply a hand gliding down Taker's body grabbing a firm hold of his growing manhood. It was rough yet felt like heaven to Taker closing his eyes.

"Ya cursed cau…" a groan as the man's hand gliding up & down his full length. "Cause ye shall never be free of me."
"Nor would I even wish to be…" Taker could feel the heat & weight of the other man's body on top of his their dicks rubbing against each other. A hot breath on his cheek & neck. "We shall be each others through out time. You marked me as yours Marcus…please allow me the same." Taker groaned feeling the growing friction between their bodies. He knew he should say no. He knew what was to happen but he couldn't stop the words from his lips as it was just memories he could never change.
"Aye Sean mark me as yours…brand me…I'm ready."
"Oh Marcus…." A hint of joy to the other man's voice before Taker's lips were taken in a rough kiss. Opening his eyes Taker sighed inwardly as over time much of the other man's features had grown faded, the only thing fully clear were the striking blue eyes. A trait that was rare for their people. He shivered as Sean stood up from the bed removing the blanket from their bodies. "I warm ye back up soon Marcus." Taker watched the man's thick firm naked body as it moved over by the fireplace stoking back up the flames casting a warm glow in the place.

Sean made his way back towards the bed his hands running over Taker's body his eyes closing taking in the feeling of the gentle yet work rough hands. A faint sigh passed his lips feeling the bed move gain along with one hand. "Marcus I want to feel ya lips round me…get me nice & wet for ya."
Taker moved his body closer to the side of the bed turning to the side his eyes opening to look at his lovers already firm cock. Taking one of his large hand curling around it before he took his tongue flicking it at the dribbling slit. "God Marcus, so skilled ya are with that thing." Sean softly spoke out to keep their voices down. A faint groan passed his lips as Taker worked his lips around the firm shaft his mouth watering at the taste of his lover. "Aye very good…" Sean softly panted till his free hand paused Taker's movement.

Those rich eyes gazed down at him as he looked back up with his green ones. "Ye keep that up love I never get to brand ya properly." Taker so wishes he could just continue his current memories knowing what was to come was being blotted out in the moment. He slowly pulled back releasing Sean's cock form his slightly swollen lips. He watched at the man leaned down capturing them before speaking again. "On ye front Marcus."

Taker slowly nodded his head, rolling towards the middle of the bed till he was on his stomach raising to his knees feet slightly spread. "Aye that it." Taker felt the bed shift slightly as firm hands grabbed a hold of his ass kneading the flesh. Deep lustful growls started to build in the middle of Taker's chest. "Aye & think I only begon with ya love."

Taker's back arched some with a soft groan as he could feel Sean's lips pressed to his hole. Sean's tongue passing his lips & around the puckered hole before sliding lightly inside. Taker gripped the bed fighting the urge to pull away. It was an odd sensations his mind says should not be happening yet felt so good at the same time. Sean's hands steadied his hips pushing his face deeper between Taker's cheek till he needed to pull back for air.
"Ye now see why I like it so much Marcus…" Sean panted. "and I thin ye tongue is bigger then mine." Taker just faintly groaned as the now emptiness. Then a shiver feeling Sean brushing himself between his cheek. "Ya ready? I be as gentle as I can."
"Aye Sean…please…mark me…" Taker groaned out. Sean slowly pushed the head of his cock past the tight ring on muscle. Taker's eyes closed tight trying to take deep breaths.

"The pain will pass love I promise ya that." Sean said to him lightly rubbing Taker's back till he weakly nodded. Sean then glided more of himself into Taker till he was buried in deep. "God Marcus….so tight…"
"Pl-please Sean mo-move…slow fi-first but move." Taker managed to say through the fog in his brain. Sean slowly pulled his hips back till just the head remained then slowly glided back in. A deep moan passed both men's lips. It was a few moments before Taker told Sean he wanted it harder to take him fully…claim him.

Sean did with pleasure, they moans of pleasure growing with every moment. Sean's rough hand reached around them so he could stroke Taker. "Oh god Sean…I nay kn….mmmmm"
"It ok Marcus I want you to….free your soul with me buried in ya…take me away with ya…I am so close…"
"Aye Sean…Aye…" Taker panted feeling so close, but he felt Sean tighten his hold on him as he hips bucked sharply coming within Taker's warm tight recesses. Sean trying to regain his focus still stroking Taker.
"Sorry love.." He panted.
"Tis al…."

A loud bang was heard as their door was being thrown open. Taker could not see anything at first only a mixture of angry voices, then Sean screaming as he was literally ripped away from Taker's body. Taker feeling the emptiness just dropped to the bed.

The images faded from Taker's sight that warm loving feeling being replaced by cold hatred. He tried not to gulp as he could not see anything, but could feel the rough rope resting around his neck on his shoulders as well as binding his hands behind his back. 'No…I don't need this…not this part please.'
"START THE PYRE!" Someone yelled & Taker could feel tears falling from his eyes.
"PLEASE LET HIM GO!" Taker yelled out right before a hood was removed from his head. The sunlight assaulting his vision he closed his eyes.

"Magistrate ple-please my last wish…let Marcus go…" Taker could hear Sean in the distance. "Ye were told twas I doing the deed."
"And we told he was far from resisting ya advances either…Demons you both."
Pained ripped as Taker's soul as screams slowly reached his ears. He was unsure why he opened his eyes looking in the direction of the sound, the direction he knew Sean's voice had been to see the fire was already reaching his feet scorching them. Tears ran his face as he was made to listen as Sean's painful screams grew. He didn't know why god did not show mercy & kill him already or at least render him unaware.

The warmth Sean placed in Taker's eyes turn icy cold looking at those gathered. "I pray all ye souls burn painfully for this…" The magistrate turned towards the gallows where Taker stood bound. "We can not allow this illness to spread Marcus…at least ya death shall be quick." With a motion of his hand Taker gasped as the floor dropped from him plunging his world into cold darkness.

Sharp awareness came back to Taker's senses. He was wet, soaked to be specific. He was floating in water face down, but he didn't feel he was drowning. He was unsure how long he remained still as the dead before finally moving. Standing up the water he was in came to his waist. It was stagnant baring the faint aroma of death. It was night time but the moon cast a faint bathed glow. As he wadded through he felt his feet snagging plants & who knows what else before reaching a spot to reclaim land.

"Ye awake…I thought I was too late with ya." Came a soft voice. He turned slowly taking in the pale statuesque woman that stood before him dressed in a thin linen dress. Her hair redder then his & a glow to her green eyes.
"To late for what?" Taker spoke.
"To bring ya back…ye are what I was looking for." She stepped closer a hand brushing his chest. "Rich of essence. Wise with experience, but not yet riddled with age. Strong of body." She almost purred as she spoke till his hand gripped her wrist pulling it away.
"Where is Sean? WHERE AM I?" His voice had a hatful growl to it staring at the woman. She gave a hiss a set of fangs extended from her mouth & Taker full of fear let go of her backing up. "Wh-what are you."
"We hold many names over time Marcus." She moved closer to him as he continues to try to back up till he foot snagged a root falling back. He was surprised when he didn't feel pain from the fall. She crouched down by the fallen Taker. "Ye have no reason to fear me Dead Man."
"Wh-what?"

She gave a chilling laugh. "Dead Man…that is technically what ya are…ye need not breath, ye need not eat…even ya heart grows still less it fueled by blood…fresh blood."
"Wh-what you mean?"
"We are the same…vampire…return to ye village & receive ye fill from those that wronged you."

Taker stood up shaking his head. "I-I-I Can't…I do I really will be an demon."
"Ye already were in their eyes…what difference does it make? Remember they ripped ya heart from ye while in the deepest throws…Then made ya witness it burn." She slowly licked her lips almost milking in the pain from those thoughts.
"Ho-how you know that…were you…" He could feel his anger growing towards this woman.
"I had no hand in it…When we drink….sometimes we can feel what they feel, sometimes even memories. Ye I feed deeply from to bring back so I received ones of the last few days. So tragic.

"WHO SAID I WANTED TO COME BACK!" His hands flexed feeling his rage growing through his body. "WE PLEAGED TO EACH OTHER FOR ALL TIME & HE IS GONE!" Turning Taker struck a tree actually splintering the wood under his strength he didn't even know he possessed.
"And in time his soul may come back…ye will just need to look for it…if it is meant to be ye shall find him again…somewhere." She turned walking into a mist that slowly was entering the area vanishing from his sight as his vision grew dark again.

~0~End Dream~0~

Taker's eyes shot open looking around seeing he was back in the chair he feel asleep earlier. A deep growl as he stood up his legs felt heavy as he made his way from the room & down the hall moving into the bathroom. Turning the light on he was not pleased with the vision before him. From his eyes & down his cheeks. His eyes still red from tears that were dried to his face. Turning the water on he quickly washed any traces of what had happened. Standing back up happy with the result he made his way to the guest room to change before heading out.

'Damn you Reaper. Damn you. Why must that come up time & time again. I have surcome to fate that I will never be given back my beloved.' He cursed silent to the woman who made him what he was over 500 years ago. His eyes closed just a moment the one feature of his love flashes in his mind that rich blue eyes. "No…no ca-can't be." His eyes slowly opened knowing he had seen such eyes in one other person. "No…" He said coldly. "No I can't even begin to think that…it can't be."

Dressed Taker headed out getting on his bike before heading to meet back up with the rest of the company.

(In case you don't know Sean or Seán is the Irish equivalent of John. I really was NOT planning on useing Taker's real name in this story, but it fit the purpose I needed. Well sort of his real name.)