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The next day once the company reached the next town Edge & Christian decided to track John down. It wasn't until the arena a few hours before the show that they found him. Approaching his private locker room they knock waiting for when he opened it.

"Oh hey guys come on in." He greeted them with a light smile moving aside for them. They walked past him & he shut the door before moving to the bench. "Thanks for stopping by."
"No problem John. Even thought we are wondering what was up?"
"I just wanted to ask you guys something bout Taker."
They both looked slightly nervous. "You know what John forget we said anything about him ok? He's just bad news to get mixed up with."
"Um ok…mind if I ask why? You two seemed almost….well…excited a week or so ago when you came up to me back stage. So it that short time it went from pleased to think I could be someone he wants to take under his wing & as you put it 'mold me' because he saw potential in me to…he is bad news. Which is it?"

"Both are kind of true. Taker does take interest in people he sees potential in, but he also bad news."
"How?"
Before Edge could answer Christian nudged Edge who looks at him. Christian cast a look quickly at John & then quickly taps his left shoulder/neck area. Edge has a look like he is thinking slowly looking at John nodding to Christian.

John watching the two was trying to figure out exactly what is going on. It is almost like the two of them are carrying on a secret conversation with hardly a word. "John?" Edge regained his attention. "Be open with us…You already had at least one dealing with Taker behind closed doors haven't you?"

John shifted his head a bit running his hand over his head rubbing the back of his neck. Edge's voice grabbed a more serious tone. "John we both know what he is capable of man. You want answers from us well we need them from you." His head still down but the brothers can still see his eyes shifting. They exchanged another set of looks before Edge focused back on John. They both knew the look from his actions. "You scared we will think you crazy…or what he will do to you?"

John's head quickly shot up looking at them. It then slightly dropped again. "As I said John we know what Taker is capable of, but we need to guard ourselves as well. What do you already know?"
"You won't think I'm crazy that I lost my mind?"
"Not at all."
"How do I really know I can trust you guys?" He moved his head enough to lift his eyes towards them.

"You don't except for your own instincts John…remember you came to us first." Christian actually spoke for the first time since they walked in…actually John thinks it was one of the few times he heard him speak period. Even the way Christian stood seemed to have a slightly more confident air to him getting him a faintly confused look from Edge as well for a moment. "Well come on we play these round robin games all night we won't get anything accomplished now will we." Edge shook his head.

"What the hell?" John slowly asked lifting his head back up.
"Put it this way John we tell you a little something, you tell us a little something. First do you have any clue exactly who Taker is….or should we say actually say…what he is?"
"Um…yeah."
"Really now? Say it then." He watched as Christian hooked a finger into the collar of Edge's tee shirt practically leading him towards the sofa in the room motioning the older brother to sit & then Edge actually doing it.

"Um…well…" John took in a deep breath. "Dead man is more then just a nick name for him."
"Ah ha….anything more specific?" Christian prodded him walking closer to John whose eyes shifted to focus on him. A bit of wrestling history quickly flooding his brain.
"Um…" He gulped. "You two aren't….li-like he is ar-are you?"
"Depends in what way you mean that John."
John gulped again pulling lightly at his own shirt collar it feeling faintly tight.

"Chris enough please, we came to help him, not scare him even more." Came Edge's voice a lot lower & softer then he normally sounded. Christian turned is head looking back at his brother. Edge quickly lowered his head his hair falling in front of it. "So-sorry." Christian closed his eyes taking a deep breath before looking back at John opening them seeing the confused look & tried to offer a small smile.

"You are thinking of us in the brood aren't you?" John nodded. "No…we aren't that. Quite the opposite." Seeing the still confused look Christian leans closer to John bracing one of his hands on his own leg for balance catching John's gaze. "You don't quite get it do you?" John Shakes his head.

"Don't…" Edge tried to start.
"Hush…" Christian snapped back. His eyes shifting from John's for just a moment before looking back at him. "We both have been in your shoes John." John was so focused on Christian's eyes & voice to see his right hand moving brushing his finger tips across the marks on John's neck.

In almost an instant John's eyes closed as his breath hitched in his throat his mind & almost body remembering the moment of the bite. His face almost a elated euphoric state. His body shuttered yanking away from Christian's touch glaring at him as he went to stand. "WHAT THE HELL!" Christian calmly backed away.

"Well was not expecting that reaction." John's legs couldn't keep him upright brining him back down to the bench. "When was it?"
"Night before last." John slumped forward some trying to fully regain his normal senses.
"You just better watch how you lock up with anyone for the next day or two." John slowly tried to lift his head looking at Christian who had made his way back to Edge sitting next to him on the couch his feet actually propped on his older brothers lap. "Consider it a memory recall of sorts. What to were feeling at the time he bit you, you will feel at least small traces of it when it is touched…of course the easiest way around that is to put a band aid on it & claim you nicked yourself shaving. That excuse get old quick though so just be careful. Most people won't even notice it…but as I said, we have been in your shoes…kind of."

"What you mean kind of?"
"Well our recalls are rarely of a…pleasurable nature."
"How long have you two…um…"
The brothers exchange looks again thinking. "Four going on five years."
"If it was that bad for you two…why?"
"That is an even more complex story at times. We were both subs of his…we were pulled into a long standing agreement with him. We didn't do as he wished of us he could of punished us even worse."
"Hold on sub as in submissive…almost like a slave?"

"Sort of…within reason….well sort of. Taker plays by his own rules at times. Before you ask yes by normal laws we didn't need to stay with him. The things is out of duty we did…plus the clout Taker has in this business he easily could of ruined either of us. I saw how you reacted when I touched you…seems he might think of you differently then he has any others we have known of. Most he took great pleasure in exerting his dominance over. He relished in bring about pain & punishing those he feels crossed him. The question to you is this though…How do you feel about him? How far are you willing to be pulled into his dark world?" Edge tapped Christian leg causing him to look at him a brief moment before he nodded. "Well you can keep your answers to yourself at least for now John…we are late for a meeting." Christian quickly stood up Edge following heading for the door.

Before they could opening it John asked with concern in his voice. "You two won't be in trouble for telling me all this will you?"
"We don't believe so…we were told we could talk to you without being given limitations, later John." They opened the door heading out leaving John on the bench placing his head in his hands. He had a lot ot take in…did he follow his heart or his mind?