Bekka's POV
I search the backstage area in search of Kane. That bastard almost seriously injured my brother upon his return. With no luck, I head to the ring with the Hounds by my side. I grab a mic and begin to rant:
"Remember last Monday? How Kane tombstoned my brother three times and almost seriously injured him? Well, I'm going to address this issue right now. Kane, get your big red ass out here" Seconds pass before pyro begins to explode as the big red asshat makes his way to the ring. He stepped over the ropes as his music stopped. As he approached, the Hounds tried to climb the apron.
"Stand down" I ordered.
Everything is silent before Kane begins to speak, "I don't want to hurt you, Bekka." His raspy voice says into a microphone.
I laugh, "Who said anything about you hurting me? If you even touch me, the Hounds will be released." Kane looks about the arena and stares back at me.
"Kane. I know you want to hurt Daniel. But right now, I'm the closest thing you have" I speak calmly. He takes a few steps toward me and latches onto my neck, not heeding my warning. Before he could lift me, the Hounds start hitting him. Kane drops me and I stand as he turns to the three after they quickly evacuate the ring. I tap his shoulder while he's distracted, causing him to quickly turn into a dropkick to the chest.
Kane tumbles over and begins to breathe heavily from the explosion. I kneel down next to him with a crazy look on my face.
"You don't scare me, Kane. You never have and you never will" I inform him. I slap him hard with the microphone and drop it. I begin screaming.
"Get up, Kane! Get up you son of a bitch!" He slowly staggers to his feet and I take every bit of willpower I have and spear him through the ropes and onto the floor. I begin yelling for him to get up again. He begins to come to his feet again. I hop into the apron and pull a springboard moonsault. The impact left me on the floor, but he was in worse pain. I climbed to my feet and ordered the Hounds to push him into the ring and they do just that.
Kane attempts to stand again but I hit him with another spear, leaving him near the ropes. I push him out of the ring and drag him to the announcer table by the fake hair of his mask. Seth helps me hoist him onto the table as Dean removes the things on it. Kane lays motionless on the table as I climb to the top turnbuckle with pain soaring through my body. I pull all of my energy into diving from the turnbuckle to the table. On impact, the table collapsed. I slowly stood to my feet and spoke to the unconscious monster.
"How does it feel? It hurts doesn't it?" I scream. I kneel down and pull off his sweaty mask. I hold it in the air,
"Looks like I just sent you back to where you came from. I just banished you to hell" My voice pierced the air. I dropped the microphone and walked to the back with the three closely following.
As I walked through the halls, everyone was silent. Some of the Divas kept their distance... as if I were crazy. I sat down in exhaustion, watching as EMTs take Kane away on a stretcher. I look at the mask that I had in my hand. I had done what I had to do. I did it for my aunt Trish, who was terrorized by Kane during her WWE days. I did it for Daniel, who has had to deal with Kane far too much. I look up at the guys,
"I did it" I stuttered.
Dean laughed, "And I thought I was crazy. That was just plain psycho." My bearded brother enters the room,
"Oh god, are you nuts?" Daniel shouts, kneeling next to me trying to examine. "He didn't hurt you too bad did he?"
I chuckle, "If anything, I hurt myself." I look to the hand with the mask and give it to Daniel. He looked at me with confusion,
"Why are you giving me this?" I look at my feet,
"Think of it as a souvenir" We laugh.
Brie and Nikki Bella storm into the room and hug me. "Oh my god! Are you okay?"
I grunt, remembering about my side being hurt from the table impact. "I'm fine, just a little sore" I assure them.
Daniel looks at me with wide eyes, "Oh no, Beks. You're going to the trainer. After that, I bet you have at least something wrong" They all walk me to the trainer and he examines at me. "Well, you bruised up your left side pretty good. Nothing too serious but I'd still advise that you lay-low until Friday" He filled me in. I had an icepack on my ribs as Rome helped me back to the locker room. When we sit down, our eyes shoot to the monitor:
"Here we are to fill you in on Kane's condition due to his vicious attack from Bekka Bryan. He has a mild concussion and three broken ribs. We will keep you updated on his condition as the show continues"
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