It was almost midnight when the weary couple finally stumbled into their hotel room and threw their bags on the floor. The woman yawned and shook her head as if to clear it, causing the loose knot that had held her long ebony hair to come undone. Her hair tumbled down her back and swayed as she stretched the aching muscles in her neck and tried to massage her sore back. Instantly, she felt a pair of strong hands brush hers away and proceed to rub her back.
She sighed with pleasure when she felt his touch and then groaned out loud when his fingers found a particularly tense knot in her left shoulder and worked it out. She leaned her head back and closed her eyes, savoring the sensation of his powerful hands running over her. All of a sudden he stopped and gently kissed the side of her neck, causing her to shiver with desire.
She opened her eyes and slowly turned around to face him, her arms sliding around his neck in one sensuous movement. He bent down and slid one massive arm under her long legs and then carried her effortlessly across the room towards the bed. He set her down gently on the bed and then stood back to look down at her.
She made a tempting picture, her hair had fanned out around her on the silk covers and desire had made her eyes a deep green color. But desire was not the only emotion he saw in her eyes, the love he saw written all over her face humbled him, and once again he silently thanked God for bringing her to him. Almost reverently, he kneeled on the bed and reached one hand out to her, stroking her face. She purred with satisfaction and catching his hand, she brought it to her lips and pressed a light kiss upon it. He shuddered as desire slammed through him and soon he was shaking with the need to prove his love to her.
She released his hand and sat up, her fingers going to the zipper on her tight black tank top. With an agonizing slowness, she slid the zipper down and then lay back on the mattress, beckoning to him with her eyes. His hands slid down her arms, catching her wrists and pinning them beside her head. Then, he leaned down and lightly kissed her, his tongue tracing the inside of her lips.
She sighed and tried to sit up again but he wouldn�t let her, his lips now moving down the side of her neck. She gave a little cry when he nipped her with his teeth and again when she felt his tongue soothing the sting. He raised his head and looked into her eyes, trying to make her see how much she meant to him. As if she understood, she nodded her head and smiled, making him feel all the luckier for having her in his life. He released her arms and leaned back to peel off the skintight T-shirt he was wearing and then to free his blond shoulder-length hair from it�s elastic.
Now naked to the waist, he braced his arms on either side of her and pressed his lips into the hollow of her collarbone, worshipping her skin and at the same time, her soul. He felt her breathing quicken when his lips found her breasts through the fabric of her lacy bra.
Suddenly impatient, he pulled her up against him and pulled the unzipped tank top from her, throwing it in the corner. She laughed throatily and wrapped her arms around his neck, her legs wrapping themselves around his waist. He lay her back down on the bed and buried his face between her soft breasts, licking and suckling at the same time.
He felt her rise up against him and moan in ecstasy, her breath now coming in heaving gasps. She ran her fingers through his long thick hair and drew his face up to hers, her lips tugged at his hungrily and her tongue fought with his in a passionate battle. He groaned against her lips, feeling like he was about to explode. Gently, he pulled back from her and taking her hand, he drew it down to where he throbbed with need of her. Her caressing fingers quickly drove him crazy with desire and he knew he had to have her now.
Sitting back on his heels, he pushed his hair out of his face and reached down to unsnap his jeans. He got off the bed and quickly pulled them off and then joined her on the bed once more. He lay on his back beside her now, inviting her to sit on top of him. She rolled over and pushed herself on top of him, her knees on either side of his lean hips.
Taking his hands, she drew them up to her aching breasts and held him to her. His shaking hands kneaded at her full breasts and she cried out in passion and started rubbing herself against him. He was burning up, he had to take her now. He moved his hands around her to undo her bra, his fingers unhooking the clasp almost effortlessly. Bringing his hands to her shoulders, he slowly pulled the straps down and inch by inch, revealed her desire-swollen breasts.
Tossing the discarded bra off to the side, he ran his hands down her lithe body, his fingers pulling impatiently at her tight black leggings. She got up and stood over him on the bed, her hips shimmying as she peeled the leggings off. Sitting back down, she ran her hands over his powerful chest and stomach, loving how the muscles tensed at her touch.
He couldn�t take anymore, his fingers hooked around her skimpy panties and tore them off her. She gasped as he grabbed her hips and raised her above him, preparing to thrust himself inside her. Her stomach trembled in anticipation, this was it, the moment where everything ceased to exist except the two of them. And then the phone rang.
�Goddammit!� he cursed and she groaned in frustration as he reached over for the phone.
� Don�t answer it Hunter!� she cried. Hunter picked up the phone, �This had better be good� he growled in to the receiver. Shane MacMahon�s voice came onto the line, �Well hello to you too�. Hunter swore, �Sorry man, but you kind of caught me at a bad time, what�s up?�
�You�ll be happy to know that I�ve found something of yours that I think you�ll be wanting back.�
Hunter thought a second, �What would I need back�Oh shit! You�re kidding right?� He quickly turned away from the bed and spoke in a hushed tone. �Are you talking about what I think you are?�
�Is Chyna with you?� Shane asked.
�Yeah, she is, answer me, is it�?� Hunter asked. Behind him, Chyna was stretched out under the sheets, fighting to stay awake.
�Yeah man, how the hell can you manage to forget something as important as an engagement ring? I mean, aren�t those things kind of important?�
�Shane�Shut the hell up, okay? I�m feeling pretty stupid as it is. Where are you?�
�I�m on a plane going to Stamford as we speak, you�re going to have to come get it if you�re going to ask her this weekend, buddy.� Hunter sighed heavily, �I have to man, it�s now or never, I�ve been putting it off for too long.�
�Well, catch a plane tomorrow night after the Memphis event, you can be back by the next morning.�
Hunter thought for a second, �Where the hell is Chyna going to stay? I�m not leaving her here by herself.�
There was silence on the other end as Shane contemplated. � She can stay at Jerry�s, Kat�ll be there, it�s her week off.�
Hunter grudgingly agreed, he�d forgotten that Memphis was where Jerry �the King� Lawler and his girlfriend Kat lived. � Okay man, I�ll see you tomorrow night after the event, Chyna and I have a match against Undertaker and Kane.�
� See you later man, and good luck with your match.�
Hunter turned around and hung up the phone. He sat down on the edge of the bed and raked his fingers through his hair. He still couldn�t believe that he�d forgotten the ring in Miami, what was he thinking? He sighed and looked over to his now sleeping girlfriend, God she was beautiful.
He looked at the clock on the bedside table, 12:45. He had to get some sleep if he was going to beat Undertaker tomorrow night. Behind him, Chyna sighed in her sleep and rolled over, the sheet sliding off the side of the bed and onto the floor. Hunter got up and pulled the sheet back over her, it was a chilly night. He got into bed beside her and drew her into his arms. She immediately snuggled into him, her lips resting against the column of his throat.
God how he loved her, he thought as he idly ran his hands up her arms. She was everything to him, if something were to happen to her�Hunter shuddered as he thought about it. They�d been together almost four years now, and he was falling more and more in love every day, he would do anything for her. Hunter�s mind was drawn once again to tomorrow night�s match, it would be tough, but nothing they couldn�t handle. Hunter fell asleep minutes later, with Chyna in his arms and their future on his mind�
The next morning�
�What in the hell are you talking about? Why are you going to Stamford?�
� Calm down baby, it�s only for one night. Besides, you�ll be staying at with Jerry and Kat, you won�t be alone.� Hunter looked pleadingly to a very upset Chyna who was pacing back and forth across the room. She hadn�t taken the news of him going to Connecticut very well, in fact, she was downright pissed! Hunter didn�t like having to lie to her and it was killing him.
�Honey, I told you, Shane wants me to come down and check out some hopefuls, he wants my opinion.� Hunter looked at her from the corner of his eye to see if she was buying it, so far so good. Chyna stopped pacing,
�One night only? You promise?� she asked, calming down a little. Hunter walked over to her and put his hands on her shoulders, looking deep into her eyes.
�Yes, One night only, I promise.� She gave in. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she buried her face into his shoulder. Hunter rubbed his hands over her back and breathed deeply, God she smelled good!
�Baby, I don�t want to go either, but Shane asked for my help. Believe me, I�m going to miss you every second I�m not here.� Hunter tightened his hold on her, he didn�t want to let her go. Chyna sighed and pulled back to look at him,
�Hunter, I�m going to be so lonely without you in our bed tonight, you know that. Just hurry back so that we can finish what we started last night, okay? I love you.� Hunter looked at her with a devilish gleam in his eyes,
�Who says we have to wait?� Chyna laughed as he scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bed, stopping only to kick off his shoes. He lay her down on the bed and immediately covered her body with his. Their lips met in a passionate kiss and Chyna buried her fingers in Hunter�s hair, completely aroused. Hunter gave a sexy little growl when she slid her hands down his back and into his jeans, caressing his fevered flesh.
Hunter was fully aroused now, the scent of her was driving him insane and her fingers were like magic on his skin. Wanting to return the favor, he let his hands roam down her body, sliding them into the red silk robe she was wearing. She sighed with pleasure when she felt his powerful hands cupping her sensitive breasts, teasing her nipples erect.
She flinched with an even more intense pleasure when she felt his swirling tongue lapping at her breasts, sucking them.
�Oh Hunter�more baby�please�� She moaned. Hunter didn�t think he could take any more, her sexy words were arousing him to the point of pain. Impatiently, he spread the robe apart, baring her completely to his gaze. His eyes feasted on her beauty, all the while forgetting how to breathe. Jesus, she was perfect! He thought as he caressed her sleek thighs.
She squirmed under his touch, her breathing becoming more labored now. She grabbed his hand and brought it up to her mouth, sucking in one finger. Her wicked tongue licked at him and swirled around his finger, the sensation almost making him come. She released his finger and slid his hand down to her damp warmth, rubbing it back and forth.
Hunter growled with pleasure as he slid one finger inside her, feeling her tight heat close around him, beckoning to him. He slid another finger in, making her cry out in ecstasy as he slid them in and out in an age -old rhythm. She bucked into his hand, trying to deepen the contact but he wouldn�t let her. Instead, he leaned down and licked his way down her stomach, his tongue darting in and out of her navel.
She was coming apart in his hands, the movement of his fingers and tongue were too much to bear. As if sensing it, he removed his fingers and licked his way downwards, making her gasp in surprise when she felt his breath on the inside of her thigh. Self-consciously, she tried to close her legs, her face turning beet red. He wouldn�t let her.
�Relax, it�s okay baby, I want to do this�God I love you�� He mumbled as he forced her legs apart, spreading her wide. Chyna shivered as the cool air hit her, and then again when he lightly kissed the inside of her thigh. Suddenly, Hunter pulled back.
Chyna looked at him in confusion, had he changed his mind�? Seeing the look on her face, Hunter chuckled and leaned over to kiss her lips, sucking her tongue into his mouth. Chyna moaned into his mouth, first in ecstasy and then in frustration when again he pulled away. Smiling wickedly, Hunter got up on his knees and grasped her hips, pulling her to the edge of the bed. Then, sliding to the floor, he grabbed her ankles and positioned her so that her legs were over his shoulders and his face was between her legs.
As he gazed at her with his deep brown eyes, Chyna sighed with pleasure and closed her eyes. She breathed heavily when she felt his breath caressing her where she ached with need of him. She threw her head back and gasped in passion when she felt his tongue flick over her most sensitive area, teasing her. His hands came to rest on her hips, holding her against his mouth.
He licked her until she was so close to orgasm that he could taste it. Dazed and mindless, she felt herself spinning into oblivion, losing control. And then his tongue slipped inside her. She screamed as the pleasure overwhelmed her, her fingers clawing at the sheets.
Hunter felt the first vibration against his mouth, felt her arching above him in utter abandonment - and then she shattered, caught in an explosion of pleasure that he could feel ripping through her as release took her violently. Wanting to join her, he got on the bed and moved over her with his body.
He stopped to take a lingering look at her, her eyes were glazed over with passion and tendrils of dark hair clung damply to her face and neck, the aftereffects of her climax.
�Hunter, please�?� she murmured, reaching for him. She gave him a seductive look through her thick lashes. Hunter couldn�t bear it, he lowered himself fully over her. He wound his fingers through her hair and claimed her mouth in wild desperation. Their lips met in a frenzy of kisses as he thrust himself inside her, filling her completely.
Chyna twined her arms around his neck, then lifted her legs around his waist and rode with him as his eager thrusts deepened and became faster. He was a man possessed, his hands were now at her breasts, her hard nipples rigid against his palms. Chyna�s groans of pleasure drove Hunter insane, he licked his way down to her breasts.
Then he flicked a nipple with his tongue as he slid his hands beneath her and locked his fingers into her firm flesh. He lifted her body more tightly against his as he moved rhythmically inside her, going deeper with each thrust. Chyna moaned. She cried out her love for him over and over. Her head thrashed back and forth and she couldn�t help but sob with pleasure as she began to come, waves of pleasure hitting her so hard she thought she might faint.
Now satisfied for a second time, she concentrated on pleasing Hunter. His mouth rested against her smooth throat and she could feel the pounding of his heart through his chest. His eyes were closed and he was moving faster now, his thrusts so powerful they almost lifted her off the bed each time he shoved into her.
�Chyna�Chyna�� he whispered, his entire body almost burning with the heat of his passion. He rose above her again, wrapping his arms around her and bringing her breasts against his chest. His mouth claimed hers in searing passion as he shoved into her one last time, his orgasm sending him flying over the edge of sanity. Chyna hung onto him tightly as the last tremors rippled through his powerful body.
They stayed like that for what seemed like hours, neither one not wanting to let go. Chyna spoke first,
�Is it safe to assume that we�ll be �finishing what we started� again when you get back?�
Hunter laughed, she sounded so damned hopeful! He leaned down and kissed her forehead,
�Hmmm, do I have a say in the matter?� He cried out in mock outrage when she playfully smacked him upside the head, trying to act angry.
�Beast! And NO, you don�t have a say in the matter!� She couldn�t keep a straight face any longer, he was giving her a puppy dog look that was just screaming �Love me!�. She started giggling when he leaned down and nuzzled her neck, making puppy sounds and sniffling.
�Okay, okay! You do have a say in it,� she said, trying to contain her laughter. Hunter immediately brought his head up, giving her a huge grin and making her laugh even more.
�Works every time!� He announced happily, shaking his head at her. Chyna stopped laughing all of a sudden and grabbed his head between her hands and stared deep into his eyes. Hunter knew that she was still upset about his leaving and that she was worried about staying by herself so he settled down immediately.
He tenderly kissed her lips, telling her without words how much he loved her and that it was going to be okay. She sighed and closed her eyes, her lips moving against his. He broke the kiss and stroked her cheek with his knuckles, savoring the feel of her silky soft skin.
He knew the exact moment she fell asleep, her breathing pattern changed and her chest rose and fell with each breath she took. He looked over at the clock, they still had four hours until they had to be at the arena to start going over that night�s match.
Sighing heavily, he got out of bed and headed for the shower. As the hot water poured over his body and the steam filled his lungs, he thought about how he was going to pop the question to her. He couldn�t seem to decide though, he had narrowed it down to three plans and he obsessed over each and every one at least a dozen times before finally making a decision.
She was going to love it, hell, she would love anything as long as he asked the damn question, and soon! He stepped out of the shower and dried off, his eyes wandering to where his woman was sleeping peacefully, her dreams untroubled. Nothing could go wrong, he thought to himself. Little did he know, disaster was just around the corner, and what was about to happen would change their lives forever�
At the arena�
The couple quickly made their way to the dressing room that had been assigned to them. Once inside, they immediately sat down at the small table in the corner and started going over the match. Their opponents would no doubt be doing the same thing, everything had to be perfectly timed. For Hunter and Chyna, the plan was simple: go out there and win at all costs.
It was going to be a tag team inferno match, the first ever. Chyna was clearly nervous about it, she couldn�t sit still. An hour before the match, she was still pacing back and forth across the small room, her steel-toed boots making a muffled �thump� on the floor with each step she took. Hunter sat on the couch in front of a small TV monitor, watching the other matches.
Hunter knew how scared Chyna was, hell! He would be too if he had gone through what she had! Without thinking, he remembered back to that fateful night six months before, when Chyna had gone against the Undertaker, one on one. It hadn�t been pretty, to put it mildly, he�d almost killed her when he�d choke slammed her through a table and busted her head open with a lead pipe.
Hunter had felt so helpless not being able to save her, just before the match had started Kane had hit him over the head and dragged him into a nearby closet, locking the door. By the time he�d gotten out, it was too late. Chyna was being loaded onto a stretcher and was being rushed to a hospital where she would later receive fifteen stitches to close the gash on her forehead.
Hunter had never forgiven himself, for two months afterwards he had sworn to kill Undertaker and his little sidekick Kane, but they had disappeared after the match and hadn�t shown up again for nearly three months. Chyna�s physical wounds had long since healed, but she had been left with burning hatred in her heart, and an even bigger fear of the man they called �The Phenom�.
Tonight would be the first time Chyna had been in the ring with Undertaker since the attack, and Hunter knew that if she got her hands on him�he almost pitied the bastard�almost, but not quite.
The sound of Chyna�s voice and the touch of her hand brought Hunter out of his reverie. He looked up at her and smiled, immediately seeing the fear in her eyes. He reached up to where her hand was resting on his shoulder and placed his own hand over hers, gently squeezing it.
�It�ll be okay baby, I promise.� He said, trying to ease her anxiety. He ran his eyes down her leather-clad body, silently appreciating the way her costume clung to her powerful body. She was wearing it for the first time, perfect for a first-time match.
Her outfit consisted of almost knee-high black leather boots, black leather short-shorts, and a black leather/mesh halter top that was almost completely transparent, covering only the area around her nipples. Her hair and makeup had been carefully done, her black tresses curled and pinned up in a provocative style.
To everyone who saw her, she was a beautiful and strong woman, the kind you didn�t want to mess with but one you couldn�t help but be attracted to. But to Hunter, she was an avenging angel, fiery and hauntingly beautiful.
He looked at the clock, twenty minutes to go. Standing up, he pulled her into his arms and simply held her, sensing that this was what she needed more than anything else. She wrapped her arms around his waist and leaned into him, breathing in his scent and feeling his love. She knew that he wouldn�t let anything happen to her out there, but that didn�t ease her nervousness.
She hated Undertaker for what he had done to her, but it wasn�t so much the beating that had scared her, it was the way he had looked at her, like she was his and his only� Chyna shuddered and forced herself not to think about it, instead, she concentrated on the man in her arms, her love, her life. She held onto him, as if afraid that he would vanish if she let him go.
A sudden knock on the door forced them to step back from each other. Hunter answered the door and moved back to admit the small blond-haired woman who bounced happily into the room. Chyna smiled and held out her arms to hug her,
�Kat! It�s good to see you, what are you doing here on your night off?� Kat giggled and gave her best friend a saucy grin,
�Come on Chyna! You know I wouldn�t stay at home while my girl was about to do some major ass-kickin!� She said in her Southern drawl. Chyna grinned at Hunter, who was still standing by the door, trying not to smile, he liked Kat just as much as Chyna did. Almost sadly, Chyna shook her head at Kat,
�Honey, I�d love to stay and chat but-� Kat held up her hand and stopped her,
�I know, I know, you have a match to do. Don�t you worry, I�ll wait right here and watch it on the TV.�
Chyna looked suspiciously at Kat, who suddenly had a twinkle in her clear blue eyes. What is she up to? Chyna shook off her suspicions and gave her friend a quick squeeze before heading for the door.
Hunter held the door open for her and then turned to close it behind him, Kat was now making herself at home on the couch, looking innocent as usual. Too innocent, he thought as the door clicked shut. He and Chyna walked side by side down the hall towards the front curtain, nodding to friends as they passed. Everyone there knew how important this match was to Chyna, it was retribution for the wrongs that had been done to her.
Those who were close enough to see their faces knew instantly that revenge would indeed be carried out, and nothing in the world could bring them to feel sorry for the two monsters who were about to regret ever hearing the names Hunter Hearst Helmsley, and Chyna�
One two, is this on? Their entrance music blasted through the arena, making the crowd go wild. Hunter and Chyna stood at the top of the ramp, looking out into the crowd, feeling their energy. They began the walk down to the ring, staring straight ahead. Hunter jumped up onto the ring apron and with one booted foot, held down the ropes for Chyna. She smiled when she felt him brush against her �accidentally�, he did this every time they came out and she loved it. They stood in the center of the ring, Hunter with microphone in hand and fire in his eyes. He raised the mic and began to speak,
�Now, all you jackoffs out there, as dumb as you are, know why we�re out here tonight.� Instantly, the crowd started chanting �Asshole!� and booing, which was the exact reaction Hunter was looking for. Hunter knew that when you got heat from the crowd, it was like an adrenaline rush, it pushed you even harder. Heat was what he and Chyna needed, especially Chyna. Once the chants had subsided, he resumed his little speech,
�Chyna and I are out here tonight because we have a score to settle with the Undertaker and his crispy little friend Kane. You see, six months ago Chyna came down to this very ring and she ended up leaving on a stretcher, courtesy of the �dead man� and a lead pipe.� The crowd booed, remembering the match that had sidelined Chyna for almost two months. Chyna nudged him and held out her hand for the microphone,
�Undertaker, the only smart thing you have ever done, was running away after taking me out of action. Well tonight, you�re going to be doing a lot of running because once I get my hands on you, I�ll-�� She was cut off when all the lights went out and the sound of bells filled the arena. He was here. In the dark, she felt for Hunter�s hand and held on tight. Beside her, Hunter could feel the tension in her body and so he gave her a light squeeze and whispered, �I love you� into her ear. She squeezed back and then removed her hand, it was time.
When the lights came back on, Undertaker and Kane were in the ring with them, staring them down. Hunter glared right back at them and stood his ground. Howard Finkel, the ring announcer, took the microphone from Chyna and began laying out the rules of the match.
�Ladies and Gentlemen, the following match is a first ever TAG TEAM INFERNO MATCH!� The crowd went nuts, screaming in excitement and in anticipation.
�The first wrestler to set his or her opponent on fire, IS THE WINNER!� With those words, flames surrounded the ring, making it almost unbearably hot in a matter of seconds. Howard exited to ringside and motioned for the bell to be rung, it had begun�
Hunter and Undertaker started it, circling each other warily. Suddenly, Undertaker lunged forward and locked up with Hunter, trying to knock him off balance. Hunter was too fast for him, he hooked his leg around the Undertaker�s and pushed him back, sending the huge man toppling backwards. Hunter immediately went to work on him, stomping with all his might and dropping elbows with a frightening fury. Undertaker blocked his face and tried to get up, only to be sent crashing down again.
Hunter went over to the ropes and motioned for the flames to be turned down so he could tag in Chyna. Once in the ring, she gave Undertaker a vicious kick to his midsection and then dragged him up by his hair. Undertaker swayed dizzily but sidestepped Chyna when she went to clothesline him. She ran right into Kane�s boot. Her face exploded in pain and she stumbled dangerously close to the flames lining the ring. Catching herself, she hit Kane with a devastating uppercut and then turned again to the Undertaker, still holding her face in one hand.
He was standing in the center of the ring, staring at her with�amusement? Rage filled Chyna like it had never before and she threw herself at him, smashing his face with her fists. She sat on top of him, pummeling him into a bloody mess and loving every minute of it. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Kane jumping into the ring and coming towards her.
Getting off of a now dazed Undertaker, she delivered a perfect Hurricanrana to Kane, who hit the mat with a sickening thud. Hunter was in the ring now, going one on one with the Undertaker again. It went like that for several minutes, Hunter and Chyna dominating.
Chyna had just finished power-bombing Kane, when the lights went out again, plunging them into total darkness except for the glow of the flames. Warning bells went off in the back of Chyna�s head and she turned around, sensing that something wasn�t right. What she saw made her blood run cold.
Bradshaw and Farooq had run down to ringside and had thrown a lead pipe into the ring. She swayed as the memory of Undertaker beating her with the pipe flooded through her head, the sound of her screams as the pipe hit her face echoed in her ears. The sound of Hunter�s gasp brought her back to reality, he was being held by Bradshaw and Farooq was hitting him with brutal backhands.
She saw Undertaker coming towards her with the pipe and she fell to her knees, overcome with fear. Undertaker laughed as he saw her shrinking in terror, her eyes glazed over with fright. He stopped in front of where she was kneeling and dropping the pipe, he placed a finger under her chin, forcing her to look at him.
�You think you can beat me little girl?� he asked in a deceptively soft voice. His eyes ran down her quivering body, taking in the rise and fall of her breasts and the way her lips trembled. He wanted her. He reached out his other hand and slid it into the silky softness of her hair, the pins flying everywhere. He smiled cruelly and spoke,
�Soon you will be mine and I will have the pleasure of hearing you scream my name.� At his words, Chyna seemingly snapped out of her trance and tensed. Without warning, she brought her arm up between his legs and delivered a shattering low blow. He howled in pain and fell to the canvas, clutching at his groin. Chyna jumped to her feet and ran to help Hunter, who was now unconscious and bloodied. Throwing Farooq out of the ring in a burst of strength, she grabbed Bradshaw and suplexed him, sending him flying. She knelt down by the prostrate form of Hunter, stroking his hair and speaking to him,
�Baby, wake up. It�s me, Chyna. I love you.� As if by magic, his eyes fluttered open and he was looking up at her. He smiled and tried to get up, wincing when he felt his bruised ribs. She put her arm around his waist and steadied him, turning to leave the ring. Behind them, a now alert Kane came after them, pipe in hand. The blow caught Chyna by surprise and she grunted in pain when the pipe thudded into her back. She fell to her knees in pain, bringing Hunter down with her. Kane brought the pipe down again, this time onto her knee, making her scream in agony.
Kane dropped the pipe and bent down to roll Chyna to the apron, bringing her closer to the searing flames that would soon engulf her body. As she was being dragged to the flames, Chyna closed her eyes and prayed for a miracle to save her�
That miracle came in the form of a five-foot-six blond woman running down to the ring, a chair in hand. Kat swung the chair with all her strength and caught Kane full in the face. He let go of Chyna and grabbed at his face, bellowing in agony.
Kat somehow managed to get past the flames and into the ring. She pulled Chyna into center ring and was about to go help Hunter, when she saw Undertaker staggering towards her, still clutching at his groin. Instead of running away, she stood her ground against the six-foot-nine monster, waiting for him to come closer. When he was standing directly in front of her, she smiled sweetly at him and then brought her knee into his already throbbing crotch area. He groaned and went down on one knee, fighting to stay conscious.
Kat brought the chair crashing down on his back, helping him lose his battle. The crowd was ecstatic, on their feet and cheering for Kat as she wielded the chair like it was a sword. Now Kat was the only one standing in the ring, around her lay Hunter, Chyna, Undertaker, and Kane. She went to Hunter and helped him to stand up, which was hard because he was taller and he outweighed her by at least 160 pounds.
Steadying Hunter, they made their way over to Chyna, who was trying unsuccessfully to roll Kane into the flames. Hunter knelt down by Chyna, using the last of his strength to push the big man into the flames. The bell rang. It was over. They had won.
With the danger over, Hunter let himself go and he collapsed unconscious. Chyna wasn�t much better, she couldn�t move with bumping her brutalized knee and her back felt like it had a hundred knives in it. She lay down next to Hunter and rested, not caring that there were over two thousand people in the arena watching. She felt Kat�s hands on her back, searching for broken bones. When her fingers found the spot where she�d been hit with the pipe, Chyna screamed and passed out, the pain too much to take.
Kat knelt by her unconscious friends, tears running down her face as she tried to wake them up. She knew that there was no way they were walking out on their own two feet and she sure as hell couldn�t carry them out! She looked around in desperation, hoping that someone would come and help her. Her prayers were suddenly answered, wrestlers were coming down the ramp by the dozens! Everyone in the back had seen the match and had been horrified by the shots Chyna had taken. Now, they all came out to help their fallen comrades.
The flames had been extinguished and Bradshaw and Farooq were roughly dragging Kane to the back. Viscera and Mideon, who were both disgusted by the actions of their leader, were taking care of undertaker. Everyone else was crowded around Hunter and Chyna, trying to decide on how to move them without doing damage. They knew that Chyna couldn�t be taken out on a stretcher because of the pipe shot she�d taken.
Finally, Chris Jericho, who was one of Chyna�s best friends, bent down and picked her up, thanking God she was unconscious and didn�t have to feel it. He leaned her against his shoulder and braced his arm around her legs, not touching her back. Edge and Christian helped him get her out of the ring, also being careful not to go near her back.
They carried her into the back and into her dressing room, laying her on her stomach on the couch. Chris went and got a warm cloth, gently wiping her neck and face. He carefully ran his fingers down her back, checking again for broken bones. He winced when his fingers came to the huge black bruise that covered the lower half of her back, he looked up at Edge, who was standing over them.
�Jesus Edge, how the hell did she manage to keep going after he did this to her?� Edge had gone pale, seeing the bruise for the first time in proper lighting. He got down on his knees beside Chris and looked more closely at it, noting with anger that the skin was broken and weeping in some places.
�That bastard,� he hissed, �If Hunter doesn�t kill him, I know at least twenty people who will.� It was no surprise to Chris, everyone loved Chyna in the WWF with the obvious exception of the Ministry, who only loved themselves. When the match had started, there wasn�t one person back there who hadn�t been watching it. They had all been filled with rage when they saw Undertaker touching Chyna and even though they didn�t know what he�d said to her, they knew it couldn�t have been good.
Kane hitting Chyna with the pipe had been the last straw and it was no shock when they saw a very angry Kat running towards the ring stopping only to grab a steel chair. Chris stood up and moved out of the way when Big Show and Rock came in, carrying Hunter. They set him down on the floor near the couch and moved back, letting the arena doctor have a look at them.
As the minutes went by, more and more people filed into the cramped dressing room, anxious to find out about their friends. Terri and Lita were with Kat, trying to comfort her. Matt and Jeff Hardy were standing off to one side talking quietly with Edge and Christian.
�Man, I�m telling you, that bruise on her back is the size of a football!� Edge said angrily to his brother and two best friends. Matt swore,
�Who the hell let the Acolytes out there in the first place? That pipe wouldn�t have gotten in there if it weren�t for them!� They all nodded. Matt continued,
�It�s a good thing Hunter�s still out of it, if he knew about Chyna he�d fucking freak!� Everyone knew how much Hunter loved Chyna, and they knew that he was going to be devastated when he woke up and saw the shape his girlfriend was in.
Jeff Hardy had been silent through this whole ordeal, which was totally out of character for him. Christian noticed this and asked him what was wrong.
�Man, I just can�t help but be thankful it wasn�t Lita out there, I don�t know how I�d be able to take that.� Jeff answered. He and Lita had been going out for almost six months now, and he was head over heels in love with her. Edge completely related to that, he was just glad that his Alanna wasn�t due to start working for the WWF for another three weeks, he didn�t want anything happening to her.
The doctor stood up and cleared his throat, gaining everyone�s attention. He adjusted his glasses and spoke,
�Well, Mr. Helmsley is lucky, he�s only suffering from exhaustion and a few minor bruises. He should be well enough to move around by morning.� Everyone in the room breathed out a sigh of relief, grateful that it wasn�t serious. The doctor continued,
�However, Chyna isn�t doing so well, she has a dislocated knee which needs to be put back into place immediately and her back is so beat up I�m surprised she lasted as long as she did. Can anyone tell me what she was hit with?� Everyone started talking at once, trying to explain what had happened. The Doctor held up his hand and motioned for quiet.
�You,� he said, motioning to X-Pac, who had his arms around his girlfriend Torrie. X-Pac cleared his throat and started explaining,
�She got the shit beat out of her with a lead pipe doc, and when I get my hands on the asshole who did it, he�s fucking dead!� At his words, the whole room erupted into shouts of agreement. The doctor was clearly upset by all the noise, and he tried desperately to calm everyone.
When the room was once again silent, he asked Chris, Rock, and X-Pac to help him hold down Chyna in case she woke up while he was re-setting her knee. The three men moved forward reluctantly, they didn�t want to hurt Chyna any more than it was necessary. The four men gently rolled her over onto her back and then held her down.
The sensation of being moved onto her back proved to be too painful and it brought Chyna out of her faint. She groaned in pain when she felt the couch against her bruised back. Chris hurriedly explained what was happening and Chyna grew even paler when she was told about her knee.
�Are you sure it�s dislocated? I mean, maybe it�s just bruised.� When the four men shook their heads at her, she sighed in resignation. �Okay, just get it over with.� The men moved to hold her down and Chyna braced herself for the pain.
The doctor lifted her leg, causing Chyna to wince. He moved one hand to just above her knee and the other to her ankle, positioning his hands. Chyna screamed in agony when he started pulling and twisting, her body straining against the men who were holding her down.
The sound of her scream was soul rending, and even some of guys had to cover their ears to block it out. Hunter chose that moment to wake up and the first sound he heard was his beloved screaming in agony. Without caring about his own injuries, he jumped up and staggered over to where she was. Matt and Jeff tried to hold him back, not wanting him to see how bad she was.
He pushed them away and was just about to throw the doctor across the room when a loud �pop� was heard and Chyna passed out again. Hunter was livid,
�What the fuck did you do to her!� He tried grabbing for the doctor but X-Pac stopped him. He took Hunter by the shoulders and made him sit down in a nearby chair.
�Hunter man, he was only helping her, her knee was dislocated.� Hunter turned white and listened as X-Pac told him about the pipe. When he was finished, Hunter got up and went to the couch, falling to his knees and covering Chyna�s face with kisses.
To everyone in the room, it was devastating seeing Hunter so close to tears. Chris started herding people out of the room, they needed to be alone with each other right now. As Chris closed the door, he saw Hunter hang his head and start shaking as the tears fell onto his beloved�s unconscious form. Chris turned to the people in the hallway and saw that almost everyone had tears in their eyes, even the Rock, who never cried�
Outside the arena�
�That little bitch!! I�ll kill her!� swore Undertaker, he was still feeling sore where Kat had kneed him. Beside him, Kane was tending to the burns on his arms that he�d received at the hands of Helmsley and Chyna.
They were outside in the arena parking lot, waiting for everyone to leave so that they could get their things without being attacked. Undertaker knew that they would be looking for him, hell, he�d be surprised if they weren�t!
Undertaker was seething inside, he could have won tonight, he could�ve had Chyna all to himself. It had all been going to plan, especially when the Acolytes had thrown the pipe into the ring, she was practically his. When he had first come out, he�d been staggered by how beautiful she�d looked, like a dark angel. Undertaker wanted her. He wanted her bad.
Ever since that night he�d put her in the hospital he�d been thinking about how her skin had felt, soft and silky. At night he dreamt of the way she had screamed when he sent her crashing through the table�and he always woke up fully aroused. She affected him like no other woman, he was obsessed with having her to himself. All he wanted was to have her at his mercy, begging him and crying out his name as he took her.
He shook himself out of his fantasy, bringing himself back to the task at hand. After he got out of here, he was going to his hotel and preparing for the night ahead.
�And after tonight,� he said to himself with an evil grin, �She�ll be mine��
Back inside�
�Chyna�s sleeping again, she�ll probably be out until morning.� Hunter said as he came into the room full of wrestlers. They had all been sitting in the arena lounge for the last three hours, waiting for Undertaker and Kane to show up.
To the people in the room, Hunter looked like hell, his eyes were red from crying and he hadn�t changed out of his wrestling gear yet. Kat got up and put her hand on his arm, her eyes were searching,
�Did the doctor say anything more Hunter? I mean, how soon until she can be moved?� Hunter looked down to the floor, not answering right away.
�Uh�yeah, the doc said that we could move her whenever and to just make sure that she doesn�t aggravate her back.� All those present heaved a sigh of relief, they had been worried that there was more to Chyna�s injuries than had first been thought. Kat was just about to say more, when Hunter�s cell phone rang.
Hunter stepped outside to answer it. Kat sat back down on the couch beside Terri and Ivory, leaning her head back against it. Terri reached over and patted her leg,
�Don�t worry honey, Chyna�s going to be fine. That girl is tougher than the both of us put together!� Kat smiled gratefully at Terri, who was one of her good friends off-screen. Kat yawned, her eyes were getting blurry from lack of sleep. She closed her eyes and was asleep in minutes, completely oblivious to everything else.
Hunter came back in a few moments later, he looked at his best friend X-Pac, who was sitting in a nearby chair with Tori asleep on his lap.
�That was Shane, uh�he needs me to get down to Stamford right away, I have to pick up something.� X-Pac looked at his friend in disbelief,
�You�re leaving TONIGHT?!? Man, you have to get some sleep before you drop! You can�t go to Stamford tonight!� Tori was jolted awake by the sound of her boyfriend�s voice, she sat up and looked at X-Pac, who immediately brought her back to his shoulder and started stroking her hair lovingly. He waited until she was asleep again and then continued, this time in a whisper.
�And what are you going to do about Chyna? She can�t stay at the arena all night, we�ve got to get our asses to California for Monday! Do you really think she wants to wake up with her man halfway across the country?� Hunter looked pained, he sighed heavily and ran his hand through his hair. He closed his eyes for a moment and then spoke,
�I know that I shouldn�t be going anywhere tonight, but I have to! I�ve been putting off asking her to marry me for too long, it has to be this weekend!� X-Pac looked up at his friend, suddenly smiling.
�Man, it�s about fucking time! But uh�that still doesn�t explain why you�re dragging your ass all the way to Connecticut, what gives?� Hunter wasted no time filling his friend in on the details and by the time he�d finished, everyone in the room was listening intently. Lita spoke up from where she and Jeff were sitting on the floor together,
�Hunter, although it was incredibly STUPID of you to forget the ring�you still have time to go get it, so get your ass in gear and get a move on!� Murmurs of agreement filled the room and soon Hunter was blushing profusely. He went over to where Kat was now sitting awake and whispered something into her ear. She nodded and gave him a quick hug and then got up and motioned for Terri and Ivory to come with her.
After saying goodbye to everyone, he left and went to his and Chyna�s dressing room, where Kat, Terri, and Ivory were carefully undressing Chyna and getting her into a pair of shorts and a loose T-shirt. While the women got Chyna ready, Hunter packed all of their things and put them by the door. He went over to Chyna and leaning down, he kissed her tenderly and touched her soft cheek. After seeing that Chyna was okay, he turned to Kat,
�Thanks for letting her stay with you tonight Kat, I�ll be back by tomorrow night.� Kat smiled at him and told him it was no problem, the three women then went to put Chyna�s bags in Kat�s car. Hunter went to the door and picked up his bags, preparing to leave. He turned one more time to look at Chyna,
�Don�t worry baby,� he whispered to her sleeping form, �I�ll be back soon, and then nothing will ever keep us apart again�I swear.� With those words, he closed the door and made his way out to his car, not knowing that the worst was yet to come�
Kat�s house, two hours later
Kat plopped down onto the couch and sighed in relief, she had just gotten Chyna into the guest bed and made sure that she was comfortable, she was still sleeping peacefully. Kat closed her eyes and thought about the last few hours, the vision of Hunter crying over Chyna�s unconscious body, his love and anguish obvious, was too much to bear. Kat smiled and thought about her own soul mate, Jerry.
She had met him at a charity softball game on July 23, 1989. They fell in love and had been together ever since. Kat looked at her watch, Jerry would be home any time now, he was out having a meeting with his partner JR and Vince.
She yawned and stood up to go to bed, she couldn�t wait up any longer. She made her way down the hall to her bedroom, stopping to check up on Chyna. Satisfied that she was okay, she continued on to her bedroom. After brushing her teeth and getting undressed, she slipped into bed and was asleep the instant her head hit the pillow�
Meanwhile�
Undertaker sat in his hotel room waiting, they would be there any minute. While he waited for Kane and the acolytes, he thought about what he was going to do to the little blond bitch who had cost him the match. His thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the door. He went to the door and looked through the peephole, pleased when he saw that it was Kane. Letting him in, he went back to his chair and started going over the plans with his partner.
By the time the acolytes had shown up, everything was ready and they prepared to leave. Undertaker spoke,
�Remember that no one touches Chyna, she�s mine.� The three men nodded their heads and were about to leave when Undertaker�s hand shot out and grabbed Kane�s arm.
�Chyna is mine�but YOU can have Kat.� Kane grinned and rubbed his hands together in anticipation, it had been a long time since he�d had a woman. They left the hotel and drove towards Kat�s house. It had begun�
Stamford Connecticut
�I heard about what happened, are you okay Hunter?� Linda McMahon asked in a worried voice. Hunter looked down at the tiny woman standing in front of him wringing her hands anxiously. He smiled at her, trying to reassure her�it wasn�t working.
�Don�t you try and paint it for what is isn�t Hunter. Give it to me straight, I�m not some feeble old woman!� Hunter smiled to himself as he remembered back to when she had been in an angle with him and Chyna, he�d carried a bruise afterwards on his cheek for at least a week! No, she DEFINITELY wasn�t feeble, he thought to himself. He sighed and took her hand in his,
�Okay Linda, you�re right. I got off with a few bruises and cuts, that�s it. It�s nothing to be worried about.� Linda looked relieved, she�d always thought of Hunter as one of her �boys� and she�d almost had a heart attack when Shane had told her about the match.
�And Chyna?� She asked carefully, sensing that there was something more to the story. Hunter�s face became anguished, his hands clenching at his sides. Linda�s heart pounded painfully in her chest, something wasn�t right, she could tell by the look on his face.
�Uh�she wasn�t so lucky Linda. I didn�t see what happened exactly but�� Hunter paused, almost choking
on the words, �when I woke up she had a dislocated knee and a bruise the size of a watermelon on her back, courtesy of that bastard Kane and a lead pipe.� Linda put her hand to her mouth and sat down heavily onto a nearby chair,
�Oh dear Lord� she breathed. Over the years, she and Chyna had formed a bond and she was like a daughter to Linda. Hunter made his way to the couch and slowly lowered himself into it, being careful not to bother his bruised ribs. Linda called for a maid and ordered for some tea to be brought in, all the while noting every wince and grimace that came from Hunter. When the tea arrived, she carefully handed the steaming cup to Hunter and watched as he sipped cautiously. Linda couldn�t wait any longer, her curiosity was getting the better of her.
�So tell me Hunter,� she started, �if Chyna is still in Memphis, why are you sitting here with me drinking tea?� Hunter set the cup down and sighed wearily,
�Linda, I�m here because Shane asked me to come.� Linda looked at him sideways, not believing it for a second.
�Come now Hunter, how stupid do I look? Do you honestly think that I would believe that you came here in this condition because MY SON asked you to? No man would leave the woman he loves because he was asked to, why are you really here?� Hunter laughed nervously, he should have known Linda was too smart believe a bullshit story like that. He took a deep breath and began the story,
�Okay, the truth is that I was supposed to propose to Chyna this weekend but, being the idiot that I am, I forgot the ring in Miami. Shane found it and called me up to tell me to come get it before it was too late. And damn it I KNOW that I should be with Chyna right now but it�s now or never and I love her too much NOT to marry her!� Linda looked at him with tears in her eyes,
�Oh Hunter, that is the most romantic story that I have ever heard! I�m sure she�ll say yes, she loves you more than life itself, everyone knows that!� Hunter started to say something but was cut off when Linda jumped up and ran out of the room.
�Was it something I said?� Hunter said in a confused voice. He was just getting up when Linda came running back in with something in her hand. Hunter sat back down again and looked at her questioningly. Linda sat down on the couch beside him and pressed something into his hand. Hunter looked down and saw that she had given him a small velvet box.
�Linda�what�s this?� he asked. Linda smiled and patted his hand.
�Hunter, you are like a son to me and I love both you and Chyna very much. Now, I wasn�t able to give this to Marissa when she and Shane got married, her family gave her her grandmother�s ring. When Steph decides to marry she�ll get Vince�s mother�s ring. This was given to me by my grandmother and I think that you should have it.� Hunter was speechless, he opened the small box and his breath caught when he saw what was inside. The ring was beautiful, it was white gold and encrusted with small diamonds. Hunter looked up to Linda,
�I don�t know what to say,� he said. Linda smiled and shook her head,
�You don�t have to say anything honey, I can see it in your eyes.� Linda hugged Hunter gently, aware of his aches and pains. She pulled back,
�Now, I�ll go find Shane and get your ring to you so that you can go to bed, you must be exhausted!� Hunter thanked her once again and then made his way up to the guestroom, telling her that she could give him the ring in the morning. He slowly got undressed and slipped between the cool sheets, groaning as his body relaxed. Sleep was a long while in coming though, all he could think about was how Chyna was hundreds of miles away from him. He finally fell asleep a few hours later, a pillow in his arms and his life and love in his dreams�
Back in Memphis�
The group of men stood quietly outside of the house, studying the perimeter. The lights were off and there was only one car in the driveway. Perfect, thought Undertaker as he and his henchmen made their way around to the back of the house. The house was located about 20 miles from the city on an old country road, no one around for at least five miles. It was a small house, blue in color and it had a large swimming pool in the backyard. Undertaker stepped forward and tested the backdoor�it was unlocked. He turned to the three huge men behind him and motioned for them to gather round,
�Bradshaw and Farooq, you stay here and keep a look out for King. Kane, you come with me.�
Slowly and silently, he turned the door handle and he and Kane slipped into the dark interior of the house�
Kat bolted upright in bed, a cold sweat covering her shaking body. She breathed deeply, trying to calm her pounding heart. She reached over for Jerry but found that beside her, the bed was empty. She looked around the room, peering into the darkness and trying to make her eyes adjust. What woke me up? She thought to herself as she got out of bed and slipped into a black silk robe.
She made her way down the hall towards the guestroom, feeling along the wall for the light switch. Finding it, she flicked it on and opened the door. She looked in and felt her heart slam in her chest�the bed was empty!
Kat rushed into the room, searching frantically for Chyna. She made her way around to the other side of the bed and almost tripped over something on the floor. Kat looked down, it was Chyna. Kat breathed a sigh of relief, she must have fallen out of bed! She thought as she struggled to pull the sleeping woman back onto the bed.
Remembering Chyna�s back, Kat flipped her on to her stomach and was dismayed to see red stains on the back of Chyna�s shirt. She quickly pulled the shirt up and gasped when she saw that the skin was bleeding in several places. She made her way into the hallway again and was just about to go into the bathroom when the light went out.
Kat stopped and flattened herself against the wall, her heart pounding loudly in her ears. It's okay, she thought to herself, the bulb probably burnt out. She felt her way into the bathroom and, turning on the light, she found a cloth. Running some water, she wet the cloth and made her way back to the guestroom.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, she gently cleaned Chyna�s back, wincing whenever she heard Chyna moan in her sleep. Once Chyna�s back had been taken care of, Kat turned out the light and returned to her bedroom.
Kat had just gotten back into bed and was starting to doze off when she heard a �creak� in the hall outside her room. She lay still and listened, barely breathing. Her heart jumped when she saw a crack of light appear under the door. What the hell?!? She thought to herself, that light was burned out a second ago� Kat waited a few moments before getting out of bed and creeping towards the door.
She pressed her ear against the cool wood and listened, straining to hear any evidence of someone waiting in the hall. When she didn�t hear anything, she slowly opened the door and peered into the bright hallway�it was empty.
Thinking that Jerry was home, Kat called out his name�no answer. Kat furrowed her brow in confusion, what the hell is going on?!? She thought as she made her way down to where Chyna was sleeping. She opened the door and was satisfied to see her still in the bed, sleeping soundly. Kat chuckled to herself as she made her way back to the bedroom, cursing her overactive imagination. She stopped only to turn off the light in the hallway before she went in and closed the door behind her.
She made a beeline for the bed but then changed her mind and headed for the bathroom, she needed a drink. She grabbed a paper cup from beside the sink, not bothering to turn on the light.
She turned on the tap and filled the cup, drinking deeply. She had just turned off the tap and was about to put the cup down on the counter, when she slipped on the rag-rug in front of the sink. She landed hard on her ass and the cup went flying.
�Shit!� she muttered as she got to her knees and rubbed her ass, groaning when her fingers found her sore tailbone. She reached around her and tried to find the fallen cup, Jerry hated it when she didn�t throw them in the trash� She was just about to give up, when the bathroom light went on and she saw it lying in the corner.
�Ah Ha! There you are you little-�� Kat froze, the hairs on the back of her neck standing straight up. She slowly raised her head and counted to three.
�J-Jerry?� She whispered fearfully. There was no answer behind her and Kat�s stomach did a flip. Putting her hands on the counter above her, she slowly raised herself up, not looking behind her. She raised her head and looked into the mirror�she was alone. Kat closed her eyes and breathed out, her heart still pounding like crazy. She turned around and flicked off the light, stepping out of the bathroom. She had taken three steps when she realized that she still hadn�t cleaned up the mess in the bathroom. Kat debated on whether or not to leave it, finally deciding that she didn�t want to upset Jerry, he was slightly anal about these kinds of things�
She turned around and walked straight into a wall of solid flesh. Kat opened her mouth to scream but was cut off by a gigantic hand closing over her mouth and nose. She struggled with all her might but her attacker was twice as big and four times as strong. Kat�s head was swimming and there were red spots floating before her eyes, she needed air!
Her attacker wrapped one massive arm around her and lifted her against his body, still keeping a hand over her mouth and nose. Kat stopped struggling and went limp, trying to save her strength. Suddenly, the hand was removed and Kat filled her starved lungs with oxygen, gasping loudly. The hand moved down her neck slowly, the fingers trailing over her skin almost sensually. Kat stiffened when the hand moved lower and brushed over her breast, caressing her. She craned her head and looked up to see her attacker�s face.
�You!� She cried when she recognized who it was. This time, Kat screamed with all her might, the shrill sound echoing throughout the house. Her cries were abruptly ended when a blunt object was brought crashing down on the back of her head, stunning her into silence�
Chyna sighed with pleasure as she felt Hunter�s lips moving over hers, caressing her tongue with his. The lips moved down her neck, nibbling and sucking gently. Chyna moaned out loud when she felt his tongue trace a path from her collarbone to her breasts.
�Mmmm, Hunter baby, more.� She moaned. She heard him chuckle deeply and she smiled at him, reaching her hands out to touch him. He caught her hands and brought them to his lips, effectively stopping her exploration. Chyna groaned in frustration, trying to free her hands. He laughed again and covered her mouth with his, plunging his tongue deeply into her mouth.
She kissed him back with all the passion inside her and was just about to draw him down onto her, when a shrill scream penetrated her foggy mind, bringing her out of her euphoric trance. Her eyes snapped open and she found herself face to face with the Undertaker�
She opened her mouth to scream but he brought his mouth down on hers, muffling the sound. Her arms flailed wildly, trying to dislodge him. He chuckled into her mouth and deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue along hers. When he finally raised his head, he saw tears running down her cheeks and fear in her eyes. He reached out and put his hand over her breast, feeling her heart pounding against his massive hand. He leaned down and put his face beside hers,
�You�re mine now�forever� he rasped into her ear. Chyna closed her eyes and tried to hold back her cries but to no avail, a broken sob escaped her throat and her body convulsed, causing her to scream in agony as her back rubbed against the sheets. Undertaker looked at her, puzzled.
Almost tenderly, he rolled her shaking body over and lifted the blood-soaked shirt from her skin. His eyes glittered dangerously when he spied the open wounds and he immediately knew who was responsible for them. Undertaker was furious, this would not suit his plan at all. He needed to have her responsive to his touch, he wanted her to enjoy it as much as he�
His thoughts were interrupted when Kane walked into the room, Kat slung over his shoulder, whimpering pitifully. Undertaker�s eyes narrowed and he motioned for Kat to be placed on the bed next to Chyna. Kane obliged and dumped his burden unceremoniously onto the bed, not even glancing at Chyna. He turned to Undertaker and was caught off guard by the look on his face. Kane looked at him questioningly. Undertaker glared at him, murder in his eyes,
�You idiot! You were supposed to do minimal damage, her back looks like it�s been put through a meat grinder!� Kane looked down at the floor, not saying anything. Undertaker grasped the large man by the shoulders and shook him,
�I swear Kane, if you weren�t so useful to me I�d-�� He didn�t get to finish, Bradshaw came racing into the room and almost crashed into the two men.
�Uh, we gotta leave now! That idiot King is pulling into the driveway!� Undertaker cursed and let go of Kane, who stumbled before picking Kat back up again and heading out the door. Undertaker bent down and carefully lifted Chyna into his arms, his anger renewed when he felt her blood running onto his arm. She was sobbing quietly now, the pain from her back was too much to take. In their hurry to get away unseen, Undertaker failed to notice that while he�d been chastising Kane, Kat had written a message in blood - Chyna�s blood, onto the sheet. It simply said: Undertaker
Jerry yawned as he made his way up to the front door. He had been in a meeting with Vincent K. McMahon and good ol� JR for the last four hours and he was ready to drop. He quietly made his way into the house and shut the door behind him, making sure not to slam it. Kat should already be in bed, he thought to himself as he flicked on the hallway light and headed for the bedroom. He made it halfway there before he realized that something wasn�t right.
He ran to the bedroom and threw open the door, switching on the lamp and looking around the room. His eyes were drawn to the rumpled sheets on the bed. Okay, he thought to himself, she�s been to bed already. He walked into the bathroom but saw nothing out of the ordinary. Going back into the bedroom, he almost tripped on something lying on the floor, he bent down and picked it up. Jerry�s heart slammed in his chest when he saw what it was�the lead pipe.
�Kat! Come on baby, you�re scaring me! Where are you?!?� he shouted as he ran back into the hallway. He had just passed the guestroom when he remembered Kat mentioning earlier that Chyna would be staying over while Hunter took care of some �business� in Stamford. He opened the door and peered into the dark room, seeing nothing. He reached over and turned on the light, falling to his knees when he saw the bed.
�Oh Jesus!� he gasped, seeing the blood. He pulled himself up and took shaky steps towards the bed, trying to remember to breathe at the same time. He looked down and saw something written on the sheet, leaning down, he read it.
�JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!� he yelled as he turned to run from the room. He had taken three steps when his feet went out from under him and he hit the floor with a loud �thump�. He groaned and sat up, massaging the back of his head where he�d hit it on the floor. He felt something warm and sticky on the back of his head, bringing his hand away, he gazed down in horror at his hand�it was covered in blood. He looked around and saw that there was a trail of blood leading from the room and out into the hall.
Why the fuck didn�t I see that before?!? He thought as he got to his feet and followed the blood out into the hallway. The trail ended at the backdoor and Jerry knew that because the blood had been warm, they couldn�t have been gone for more than five minutes or so� Jerry ran into the kitchen and picked up the phone, dialing frantically.
�Come on�come on�pick up! Oh thank you God! Hunter, you need to get your ass back here pronto�we have a problem!� he screamed into the receiver.
