(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. Thank you to everyone who putting this story on Alert,Faving it or Reviewing it. If I don't answer your review don't think I don't appreciated them because I do.

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.)

He turned a corner only to have someone else's big hand around his neck pinning him to a wall being stared down by Kane's mismatched eyes. "You better start talking & make it fast."
"It wasn't me….it was her…ple-please believe me I didn't want to…" Kane could hear the panic in John's voice as well as his face & knew it wasn't just because he was threatening to choke him on the spot. Kane let him go looking at him.

"Get to the locker room, get showered & changed…then keep your ass there till one of us comes get you…GOT IT?" John sighed nodding before he turned running off. About that time he could hear Taker weakly arguing with the trainers. Kane made his way over to help them get Taker to the training room. Taker already knew they would want to send him to the hospital which he was refusing. He just wanted to go check on John & get out of there. He would get one of his contacts to write a report later claiming to have inspected the injuries putting him out a week or two to rest & recover.

Once the trainers were done poking around causing Taker only more pain to the point of wanting to rip someone's head off Kane helped him back to his own locker room He just slumped against the wall.
"I'm to dr-drained to bother ch-changing right now."
"OK Bro…I'll gather your stuff then we can get out of here."
"Wh-where's Jo-John?"
"Getting his head strait. My boys are keeping an eye on him."
"That wa-wasn't him out there."
"I know…but was it really Reaper?"
"Yeah." Taker slumped forward his hands on his knees coughing blood dripping to the floor from his mouth.

"You sure you can recover this on your own?"
"With a boost..if you do-don't mind."
"Once we get you home of course not." He finished grabbing Taker's bags & headed out to the truck helping Taker in they headed back for the house. "I guess your plans are on hold now?"
"No." Taker groaned out.
"How you plan on doing that?"
"I just need an hour or two for the healing to begin…ha-have the boys br-bring John back…wo-work the ring tire him mo-more…th-then send him thr-threw to wh-where I'll be…." Taker panting for breath. "I ca-can use this pain to adv-advantage."
"Just remember…it was his body not his mind that did this."
"I know…I know…also ne-need to show Re-reaper I ca-can't be sto-stopped so eas-easily."

Kane lightly nodded as they finished the drive back to Taker's property helping him back into the main house. He didn't bother getting him up stairs but just moved him to the great room laying him out on one of the couches. "Just tell me when you are ready." Kane lightly told him glad to see color in Taker's face so he at least was not as bad as he was in Ireland.
"Th-thank you Kane." He nodded leaning kissing Taker's forehead before offering his left wrist. Taker took a light hold of Kane's wrist bringing it to his lips before his fangs pierced the skin. Kane closed is eyes clenching his teeth as the pain quickly passed. It was not painful not pleasurable…it just was. Kane just lightly ran his right hand over Taker's head supporting the back of it some as he drank. It only lasted a few moments before Taker stopped not wishing to tax Kane too much. He licked over the marks stopping the flow. "Thank you." Taker just slowly closed his eyes.
"You sure you got enough."
"To begin…yes…just let me rest for a bit."
"Of course…I will call Christian letting him know to let John stew for a couple hours. "
"OK." Kane stood up moving to another room to place the call.

John was sitting in the locker room his legs bouncing from nerves as it seemed Christian was taking an awful long time showering & when ever he lifted his head Edge would just continue to have this almost predatory gaze to him. To only add to it when John even tried to ask about Taker he was just told not to worry about it. How could he not worry about it? Just like before he saw what Reaper was making him do. Saw himself basically tearing apart the man he loved, saw Taker's reluctance to fight back fully. Johns own stomach hurt a little when Taker did manage a few good blows on him, but he needed to. Taker had to for the sake of survival. John knew that & would never blame him, the question is how much does Taker blame him? Can he forgive John for not telling him who was attacking him in his sleep…he had no choice Reaper had proven her control over him by stopping his ability to breath as he slept till he was left nearly unconscious gasping. She taunted that she could do the same thing with his heart, but that hearts don't always restart so easily.

He felt so weak, such a coward, it wasn't that he didn't value Taker…but it was his life at stake. Up till tonight Taker's life was not at stake, but after what he witnessed he now wondered & was also thinking if faced with the choice…would he be willing to die for Taker? Would Taker be willing to die for him? Sadly John didn't know the clear answer either way. Of course the brave romantic answer would be yes. This wasn't some sappy romance movie though. This was his life, real life no matter how twisted it may seem right now it was real. He loved Taker…He loved Marcus…he just loved the man no matter the side of his he saw. Did he love him to the point of dieing for him though? How could anyone honestly answer it without second guessing themselves every day after it was made?

"Maybe I should just get a cab to a hotel." John sadly commented partly to himself.
"You are staying put." Edge sternly told him. John moved his head looking only to see the same look. "We got orders & we are following them."
"I thought you didn't need to follow his orders anymore?"
"We don't need to follow Taker's, These came from Kane, which we should still follow." A dark smirk crossed his face. "And in this case we might almost enjoy them." John cringed lowering his head back down.
"I don't need to follow anyone orders though."
"Then what is stopping you Johnny Boy?"
"He is…" John sighed. "I want to see him…hope he understands I didn't mean to."
"Well you won't be seeing him for a few more hours."
"I will get to see him though?"
"As far as I know…you did a real number on him."

"EDGE ENOUGH!" Snapped Christian who came out still wrapped with a towel drying his hair with another. Edge shook his head looking down. "He isn't to be told anything more." He moved past John going to his locker to get changed. "Just surmise to say you have a long & hard few hours ahead of you." Christian finished dressing so they could head out to the car explaining that one of Taker's staff came & got the jeep already.

Reaching the property John's head was down the whole time at first he didn't even notice they were not heading down a road to the house. It was only after they stopped that John lifted his head looking seeing they were outside of a average size stone building with windows along the top of it. It almost reminded John of a gymnasium. The brothers got out waiting for John to get the hint.

He finally did & was lead in through a set of double metal doors to see it was indeed a small gym room with a ring set in the middle. "Get in there John."
"Excuse me?"
"Taker said to work your ass in the ring." Christian informed him as Edge walked off into another room. "Edge will be working with you."
"No…I don't want to accidentally hurt him."
"Well knock wood so far seem Dead Man is her only target." Christian walked over to a cabinet on the wall opening it. "Secondly we have a back up if Crazy Cena tries to come out to play." He removes a teaser gun showing it to John. "You try to hurt Edge and you will be down for a bit."

"Um…" John makes his way into the ring still in his sneakers, tee & basketball shorts. "You know you hit me with that if I am holding him he will get zapped too."
"Won't be the first time." Joked Edge coming back into the room in his ring gear. "Besides I would rather be jolted for a few moments then end up in the hospital."
"Hospital?"
"Yeah where Dead Man should be." Edge then cursed himself "Sorry bro."
"I swear Edge you mouth at times…how you keep anything quite I have no clue."

Of course hearing Taker should be in a hospital made John feel even worse. "OK Lets go." He faintly said motioning at Edge to come at him. John didn't have much fight at first till Edge got bored. John was allowing Edge to beat on him & Edge knew that is not what Taker wanted. He wanted the kid worked up, maybe a bit tired, but not beat to the point of having no fight.

The brothers exchanged looks nodding & they both went back & forth starting to verbally taunt Cena. You know the normal gambit of things. Weak, coward, worthless, oddly it was when Edge made a comment about Taker instead of John directly he started to get a bit of fire to him. Not enough to fully loose it, but enough to get him to actually fight….well wrestle anyways. Well it was a mixed comment something about Taker must really be getting senile if he thought there was any redeeming qualities to John.

Edge really had John working hard for close to an hour both man slumped in opposite corners trying to rest a moment when Christian's phone rang. "Hello?…Yeah Kane what's up?…you sure?…well it just we were to keep an eye on John…yeah he has been…you sure…yeah…um ok…yeah just let Edge ge….um yes sir….ok…bye." He looked towards the ring. "BRO BAIL! WE NEEDED AT MAIN!" Edge rolled out heading towards his brother.
"Let me just grab my things."
"He said you can get them later." Christian saw John heading their way. "John go get showered…we be back for you later." Christian kissed Edge's cheek before the two turned walking out of the building.

"Great now what?" John spoke to himself looking around. How was he suppose to shower if he had no clothing in there? He got out of the ring heading for the door he saw Edge come in & out of before walking in to a white walled locker room that had a few banks of green lockers. He was faintly relieved to see his one bag seated on the bench near the door. "Ok Showers…showers? Hmmm which way to showers?" John made his way along the outside of the room looking for any other doors. He saw an exit but it was locked. Following more he saw the opening to another section, peeking in he saw the open shower room with about eight positions in it. Two in each wall.

John turned heading back for his bag, he was hearing foot steps & stopped they did as well. "K John it's ok." He continues & could swear it felt bigger doing back. Reaching his bag he started to look for a towel. "Great just great." The bag was his dirty ring gear from that night. "What's the point showering to get into dirty clothing…fucking idiots." John cringes dropping to his knees as a strong pressure was applied to his neck. He knew that pressure hold well himself being one of the first Jacob taught him, but this was harder more painful then needed as just a deterrent, it was meant for that pain.

"Remember me…boy…" Came Taker's dark voice before shoving John towards the ground. John tried to crawl along the tile floor before going to move up. He was sitting on the floor staring at him. Taker was in his leather pants , the heavy boots & his striker gloves. A dark scowl etched his face & the cold stare of his eyes burning in rage. Taker slowly moved closer & the fear building in John made him want to keep moving back till he sadly felt a cold wall behind him.

John tried to push himself up the smooth surface but he couldn't get any sort of traction. He gulped feeling Taker's big hand grip him up along the wall pinning him to it by the choke hold making John see the rage all that much more in the Dead Man's eyes. "I ASKED A QUESTION BOY!…" He leaned near John's ear. "Do you remember me?"
"Ye-yes Ta-Taker…." John was trembling. "I-I-I di-didn…" John gasped feeling Taker actually tighten the hold a moment then loosen.
"You don't speak unless I tell you to…Got it?"
"Ye-yes Ta-Taker….sir."
"Better."
"You busted me up real good back there boy…" His dark tone holding the tiniest bit of praise. Taker then moved his head away from John's looking in his face. "But now it's time to return the favor." With that Taker landed a firm punch to John's gut causing the younger man to almost yell, he would of doubled over if it wasn't for Taker's hold around his throat still.

"Sor-sorr…ack…" John gasping again.
"What I say of talking out of turn boy…I might just need to shut you some over way." Taker forced his lips against John's hitting his head against the tile some a groan of pain radiated from the hit. He struggled trying to pull Taker's hand from his neck his lack of air growing as Taker's tongue plunged deeply in his mouth trying to steal his breath from him. Taker growled deep within his chest feeling the boy struggle. He finally removed the hold on John's neck. Taker used his body to pin John firmly between him & the wall. John's eyes wanted to roll back in his head from the lack of air before Taker finally moved his lips. John shivered feeling Taker push his groin against John's A faint yelp of pain feeling rough nails tracing down his side.

"Yes…" Taker slid his tongue along John's neck to his shoulder biting in but not with his sharpened fangs.
"GOD NO….TAKER DON'T NO….OWWW!"
His cold laugh reached his ear sending shivers though his body. "Trust me boy…your god is not here…" Taker took John by the neck again moving back enough to firmly almost painfully grab John through the shorts.

"no..no..no ple-please Taker….please…" He yelped as Taker pulled. "So-sorry Ta-Taker sir." Taker growled a cold smile as he watched John's face it was a twisted vision of pain, yet buried deep was hiding the pleasure.
"You will learn proper respect…won't you boy?"
"Ye-yes Taker sir."
"You haven't yet though…have you?" Taker squeezed John's member firmly causing a wince from John.
"No…NO…." He was panting. "No Taker sir…please stop…I'm sorry sir." Taker let go of John's member the hand on his throat moved to the back of his neck shoving him towards the bench till he hit in almost falling over.

John cringed from the pain of his shins hitting the bench falling forward till his hands stopped him. He went to stand but before he could Taker was at the other end of the bench grabbing John's hands slamming him forward to the hard wood. A groan passed John's dazed lips his body being dragged along the surface till his head was near the end by Taker with John's arms dangling over the sides. Taker kneeled down removing the bandana from his head using it to tie one of John's wrists to the metal leg of the bench, he then grabbed Cena's discarded shirt, ripping a thick strip from it to secure the other wrist to the other bench leg. Taker took his hand placing it under John's jaw looking at his dazed look.

"You still with me kid?" Taker darkly spoke with that laugh of his. He got a weak response back "Good…can't have you quitting on me already…we only just started." Taker walked towards the shower area filling a cup with water he brought it back tossing it over John causing a startled scream from how cold it was. It was then that John noticed his stuck predicament.
"What the hell?" He tried pulling his arms. "Taker enough please…"
Taker move to sit on the bench in front of John. "Oh but I decide when it is enough…your struggles…you screams…all more fuel for me Cena…" Taker stood up to move closer to John kneeling. He lifted John's head by his jaw slamming their lips together till Taker could hear John painfully moan trying to raise his knees under him to take the pressure off his hardening member pressed on the hard wood under him.

Taker pulled his lips back smirking at John who had his eyes turned towards him in fear. "I rather enjoy the taste of your lips Cena…but I think I know a better use for them." Taker groaned running a hand over the strained leather before he started to unzip them.

"Pl.-please Ta-Taker sir…" John gulped seeing Taker's member come free right about his eye level. "Oh shit….no…pl.." Taker took a hold of John's mouth squeezing at his cheeks forcing the young man to round his lips pushing himself into his mouth. John mumbled a bit as Taker slid deeper, luckily he stopped before hitting John's gag reflex.

"Wrap those lips good & tight around me boy." Taker snarled sliding his hips back then forward again. He took a hand holding John's head still as he growl feeling John's hot mouth. John couldn't help being turned on by the taste of Taker's precum hitting his tongue. He starts to moan around Taker's shaft. "MMM Enjoying that are you…." Taker chuckled darkly thrusting just a little deeper causing John's eyes to go wide trying not to gag each time Taker's thick head hit the back of his mouth. "Yeah more like it boy…you will learn…no one said you get to enjoy." John tried to muffle his moans inside still enjoying the taste & feeling. He was slowly even enjoying the brief feeling of suffocation as Taker's thick shaft would cut his air for only a brief time.

Taker finishing his taunts for now started to moan as John started to suck more. "MMM You getting good at that boy…in time I'll get you to really take me all in that hungry mouth of yours…" Taker groaned grabbing around his own base to stop finishing in John's mouth pulling back out. John eyes confused wondering if he did something wrong. He was greeted with Taker's hungry tongue in his mouth taking in the slightly mixed taste causing the boy the squirm on the bench again. Taker stood up moving around the bench out of John's line of sight. John yelped with a moan feeling Taker's large hand smack each of his ass cheeks.

John could feel Taker grabbing a hold of his loose fitting basketball short pulling them down his legs. He shivered feeling Taker's still leather clad legs straddle over his legs standing over the young man. John gave a faint grunt as Taker placed one hand on his back between the shoulders pressing his weight on it. He then tried not to tense feeling Taker's shaft gliding from his own saliva between his cheeks. "Ta-Taker…no…no…" He was panting.
"OH yes…" He chuckled coldly making John's body shutter more. Taker took the hand from John's shoulder spreading apart both cheeks brushing the head of his leaking member over the quivering puckered hole. He would push slightly forward to begin to open it up only to pull back before the head could fully enter.

John groaned at the agonizing torture. "Ta-Taker…pl-ple-please…sir."
"Please what boy?" Taker let go on one cheek long enough to slap it hard causing John to jump only teasing himself more against Taker's head.
"Ta-Take me…pl-please…mu-must fe-feel you…"
His cold laugh ripped the air again. "In that case maybe I should just walk away & leave you there."

"Taker sir…ple-please…I-I'm so-sorry….please."
Taker growl spreading both of John's cheeks apart. "Since you asked so nicely." Taker teased John a couple more times causing the boy to whimper when without warning Taker plunged himself deep causing as piercing scream from John's lips as his chest tried to rise from the bench.
"OUCH….GOD….FUCK…STOP…STOP IT!"
Taker smirked at his discomfort just sitting deep in the boys trembling boy. "The worse is over…." He started to thrust himself in & out of John's tight confines. "Just start learning to enjoy it."
"No….no…oh god….mmmmmm fuck…." John pleas turned to moans as Taker changed the angle finding the right spot. "Oh god Taker….yes…please…." Taker wrapped an arm under John lifting his knees under him allowing Taker's gloved hand to take a hold of John's shaft stroking him. "Ohhh Th-thank you…" John moaned, Taker's moans soon joined John's

"Gonna take us both over boy…you ready…" Taker faintly grunted
"Yes…ple…please." Taker shifting his grip on John pumped firmly along his shaft as he thursted just as hard in & out of John's trembling body. "Taker sir..ple…"
"Yes I want to feel you tighten round me boy…Come for me…"
"Oh god…OOOOO" John screamed pulling even harder as his bindings as he came almost falling limp in Taker's arms. He only stirred still feeling Taker going a few more strokes before coming himself deep within John.

Taker withdrew himself on shaky legs stepping back from John a sick satisfaction seeing John's legs slumped to both side of the bench exposing the well abused hole. A dark smile on his face since he was wrapped in the moment he actually never got to bite John. He walked over sitting behind John leaning his head close the John's ass Taker slowly started to lick between John's cheeks taking in the taste of himself as well as the blood that was dribbling from the reddened globes.

John involuntarily moaned from pleasure & tiny jolts of pain as Taker use his hand to lightly separate his cheeks letting his tongue to brush the inflamed hole. Taker slowly started to moan pulling away. "You tr-trying to kill me Dead man?"
"No…" Taker panted himself he moved off the bench making his way around to untie John. Taker's body slowly shuttered as John watched him. Taker just leaned almost slumped between the two benches John watching & listening to his regrowing heated moans. John slowly moved off the bench his body weakened but sat on Taker's lap feeling his member twitching against his butt as John leaned in kissing Taker softly as Taker lived through his second high he held John tightly as he came loudly the second time his own body spent.

They laid almost ten minutes on the cold tile floor before either one could find the energy to move. John first to move looked at Taker panted weakly next to him. It was then that after all this John could see the deep bruise that ran along his right side. "Oh shit…" John quietly said to himself. "Taker…Marcus…pl..please you ok?" his voice showed his worry.
"I-I will be…"
"If you were hurt that bad…why?"
"Pro-promised…" Taker coughed curling on his side. John bit his lip rubbing his back. "Wa-was it wh-what you wan-wanted?"
"Yeah…plus I think something else?"
"She's Go-gone now is-isn't she?"
"Think so…when we came toge-together it was like a scream, then calm…."
"Ma-made you mi-mine….sh-she no lo-longer had ho-hold." Taker started to cough again.
"OK Marcus….is there someplace more comfortable near by to help you rest.

~Gym mats room to right…not much better here.~
"OK Slowly now" John started to help Taker up trying to not want to fall back down himself his body still drained & he knew would be sore. The both slowly made their way to the side room it was a small room with a few mats piled up. Also a table with items to tend to any injuries. John helped Taker stretch on some of the mats. John laid next to him on his left side draping on of his legs over Taker's leather clad one as he never removed his pants but unzipped them. John slowly rubbed Taker's chest. He then lightly kissed him.

"Marcus?" John softly spoke taker weakly opened his eyes. "Will feeding help you?"
"Only so-some."
"Better then none." John softly kissed Taker's neck "Please…"
"You sure…"
"Yes…"John moved the side of his neck closer to Taker's lips. Using his left hand he held John still his tongue tracing the right spot before she slowly bit in. John winced briefly then gave a sigh faint traces of his sexual high still in his veins as Taker drank in his essence. It was oddly gentle as Taker pulled away licking the bite closed letting go of John.

"We rest here while…then sh-should be able to get back to hou-house." Taker weakly moaned pulling John closer to his good side. John curled next to him his own body drained first from the encounter and then the feeding.

(OK SO ding dong the bitch is now gone)