This is my intake on an Undertaker fanfic. I don't own any characters except the ones I use. I'm not good with summaries so you'll just have to read to see what the story is about. Sexual references, sexual thoughts, strong language, brief violence...
I woke up to see Mark in the shower. That was when I remembered that we had to leave for Nashville, Tennessee. I was gonna miss home. I left to do some stuff, some stuff as in get a belly piercing and tattoos. I knew Mark was gonna be pissed, but he didn't have say so over me, I wasn't a slave, I wasn't his play toy. After I did all that, my sides and tummy hurt. It was hard to hide everything, but I was lucky I was wearing a sweater to day. It was Mark's sweater I was using, and when I left, he wanted to have sex, but I said no. It pissed him off so that's why I did this. To show him that I rebelled against his orders. He said for me not to get any tattoos because they hurt like hell, there could be a time when I regret getting them, and it could affect the people around me, but I wasn't his slave to be ordered around. If I wanted to get tattoos, I got tattoos. Yeah, he'll be more than pissed, but I don't give a fuck. It's my body, and I could do what I want with it. I was at the arena with my gear on. It was sexy.
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The tattoos and belly piercing showed immensely, but whoever made fun of it will get their damn teeth knocked out. "Hey, girl, you got tattoos and a piercing. How's Mark gonna take it," asked Glenn as he sat down beside me at a table in the catering part of the building. "Hey, Kane. Yeah, I got some bad ass art here, and a rocking piercing. As for Mark, if he doesn't like it, he can shove it up his ass and deal with it like a man," I laughed. Glenn chuckled before he looked behind me. He motioned for me to look, and I saw something that scarred me for life. Michelle was kissing Mark. I wanted to go up there, and beat the living shit out of her, but I fought the urge to do it. I soon saw her come this way, and Glenn left me to go to his match. She waved, I waved, and she sat by me. Just perfect. "Hey, Kendra, how are you," she asked. I slapped her then, and she fell back in her chair. "You bitch! I saw you kiss, Mark. You filthy bastard," I yelled as I started punching her. She started punching back, and wrestlers came to separate us. Glenn was there, and he sped after Mark. I felt blood trickle down my face, and I could tell I was busted opened. I saw a camera man filming us, and I yelled," Put this on the titantron!" He talked to Cole from his ear piece, and then they were on. Glenn's POV: I made it to the guerilla, and told the co-worker to play my theme song. I ran out while it played, and Mark looked at me confused as to what I was doing. I punched him repeatedly for who knows how long. "Your a fucking cheater, Taker," I yelled as I grabbed his throat, lifted him in the air, and threw him on to the mat, Choke-Slamming him. "You broke Kendra's heart you sorry ass," I shouted in his face. I soon saw Michelle and Kendra come out, and they were still going at it.
