I walked into the back stage with a small smile. I now had a chance at fighting Alundra for the women's championship. There aren't many women on the roster, so it's not hard to get a shot at it. I walked into my locker room and changed into my street clothes. I left my locker room, and I was met face to face with Alundra, who had a smirk on her face. "Great job with your match, Darcy." She said, I nodded and smiled back at her. "Thanks." She chuckles a bit. "I know you want this championship. You're not getting it." And with that, she walks away.
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After traveling to other places for another month, I opened the door to my hotel room, pulled out my suitcase from under the bed, and started to pack up. We were leaving and heading to Washigton, DC, for a week for the Survior Series payper view. I walked outside and shoved my suitcase into my trunk, then headed towards the area inside where the desk lady sat and handed her my key. She wished my fair well, and I was off to the airport.
The drive there was boring like always, but once I got there and let them take my rental car and found Kevin and Shawn, things became less boring. "I'm honestly excited for Washigton," I said. Looking up at the seven foot man, he chuckled and ran his hand through his hair and nodded. Shawn then looked at me with a smile. "You know Taker's coming back.. He's off from Injury." Shawn said I nodded and bit my lip at the thought of him.. I hope he was okay.. People start to borad the plane, and we follow.
The flight was smooth for the most part other than that baby crying. Once we landed, we went to our bus, and they took us to the hotel, and once we arrived, I got my room key and walked up to my room where I immediately plopped down on the bed only slipping off my pants and taking off my bra I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow.
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As I sat in my locker room, putting on my makeup, I heard a knock at the door. "Come in!" I shouted as I applied my eyeshadow. I heard the door open and click shut, and when I looked to see who it was through the mirror, I saw it was Undertaker dressed in his gear. "Oh, hi Taker?" I turned to look at him as he made his way over to me. "Are you okay?" I asked as he came up to me. I could see his pricing green eyes staring right through me with a look of anger and anooyenc that he always had.
We stared at each other for a good, awkerd minute when he suddenly pushed me against the wall, and he pressed his body against me. He grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head as he kissed down my neck. I didn't have any time to react to any of it sense everything was happening too fast. All I could do was gasp.
He growled lowley as his free hand slowly made its way up my body to my breast, which he squeezed lighty, causing a moan to escape my lips.
He kissed down my chest to my breasts. A groan escaped me as his hand that stayed sqezzing my breast, moved down to my pants lining, and slowly drew his thumb over it, and then..
"Hey, wake up, sleepy head!" Kevin yells as he shakes me awake. I groaned and turned over. Kevin went over to the window and pulled the curtains open. "Wake or you'll miss the bus!" He says as the light shined right onto my face, causing me to hiss like a cat and pull the blanket over my face. "What time is it?" I ask groggily as I look away from the window and prop myself up.
"It's twelve, and the bus leaves in 20 minutes." I groan and look up at him. "How did you get in here?" I ask as I rub my eyes. "The door was unlocked. You're lucky I wasn't some creep."
"Cmon, get dressed where leavin." He says as he leaves the room and then shuts the door. I get out of bed and walk to my suit case and change into some clothes and brush my teeth. I walk out of my room with my bag and follow him and Shawn onto the bus where we leave and head to the arena.
The entire time, all I could think about was the dream.. It was so nice but so brief. it's not the first time I've dreamt of him, but it's weird. I've never dreamt of him like this..
We arrive at the arena, though I wasn't going to be wrestling anyone. I was going to be at ringside for Nash when he fought Bret. I walked around the empty arena, looking at all the empty seats and the people seating up the ring and baracades when I felt a presence next to me, and when I looked, it was Paul.
"Hello, Ms. Valentine.." He said creepily he was in his nicely tarilod black suit and his hair was combed to the sides like usual. "Hello Paul.." I said with a nod of my head. "I'm sorry to bother you, but.. You seem to.. be important.. Oh, yes.." He said as he rubbed his hands together. "How would I be important?" I ask as I fiddle with my fingers. "My Undertaker.. He has something planned for you. Oh yes!" He practically sqellead, causing me to cringe slightly. "What does he have planned for.. me?" I ask when suddenly Paul stops talking and stares behind me with one of one of his many contorted faces.
I look behind me, and I'm met with the
Someone's chest, and when I look up, there stands Undertaker with a blank face.. He looked okay his face looked completely fine even though leading up to this day. They had been saying his face was horribly mangled cause of Mable, but he looked okay and still handsome as ever. "Paul." Taker growls lowley as his eyes switch from me to Paul. Paul nods, and he walks away, leaving me confused and nervous. "So uhm.. How are you?" I ask, trying to stop the awkward silence. He looks down at me, and again, his face is blank."How's your face?" I ask while fiddling with my thumbs. "Fine.." He says quietly, and I nod, glad he's finally answered. "Good, that's good.." I smile soflty at him. "What did he say to you?.." Taker asks suddenly, which causes me to wonder if I should tell him or not. But I do anyways. "He said you.. have a plan for me?" I bite the inside of my cheek and stare up at him. His eyes dart away for a second, then back to me. "Ignore him.. He doesn't know what he's saying.." Taker growls, and I immediately nod my head.
"Okay." I say quietly as I look down at the ground to try and to avoid his pricing gaze, but suddenly he grabs my chin with his thumb and index finger. "Don't look away when someone's speaking to you." He growls then walks away, leaving me to try and fight away a smile.
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After the match with Undertaker, I watched him walk into the back his mask looked pretty cool, but it sadly hid his face. I watched as he walked into his changing room while trying to undo his mask. I still had a while until I had to go out with Kevin. Why not cheek up on and see if he's okay?
I walk over to the door of his changing room and wait a second debating if I should knock or not, but I catch myself doing it before I'm able to even process it. There's a noise on the other side of the door, and then the door opens slightly to reveal Taker, who still has the mask on. "Hey.. Sorry to bother you, but I wanted to cheek up on you.. I saw you took a hit to the face.." I say, he stares down at me then nods. "I'm fine.." He mumbles, and I nod. "Good, don't want that nice face to go to waste.." I said with a smile. "Well, I'll leave you alone. Sorry to bother you."
"Wait.." He mumbles as I turn away. "Yea?" I ask. "Can you help me.. the.." He sighs almost as if he was irritated with himself. "I can't untie the mask.." He mumbles, the corner of my mouth twitches up, I nod. "Of course." He opens the door fully, allowing me to enter. He turns around, and I stand up on my tippy toes to reach the lacing for his mask. I slowly and carefully untie the mask, careful not to pull at his long auburn hair.
I slip off the mask and hand it to him when he turns around, I can finally see his face again, which causes me to smile. "Thank you.." He says quietly as he throws the mask down onto the bench. "You're welcome. Hey, what did Paul mean by you having something planned for me?" He sighs and turns to me. 'I said don't listen to him.. he's delusional.." I laugh and nod. "Yea.." Taker sits down on the bench and runs his hand through his hair. "Anyways, I'll leave alone now." I smile at him on last time and then leave closing the door.
"There you are!" Kevin exclaims as he rushes down the hall. "Come on, we needed to be in the gorilla by now!" I nod, and we walk to the gorilla. "Wait, was that Takers locker room you were just in?"
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SpiritualAn Undertaker story, This story takes place during the Purple Attire era, which is 1994 to 1996. Being great friends with Kevn Nash aka Diseal and having a massive crush on the most feared man in the WWF The Undertaker isn't going to end well when t...