They Don't See You How I Do (Kane X Reader)

5

Kane hasn't shown up at your usual meeting place, and his music echoing around tells you that you've been altogether abandoned tonight.

Not on your watch.

You begin to walk towards the gorilla, the maze of halls causing it to take longer than you wanted to get there. By time you're out on the stage Kane isn't in sight. Shane is, on the titantron. You smile, remembering what you did to him a few weeks ago.

Kane finally comes into sight. "Shit" you mutter, walking in the direction of the room they're in. You had passed it while entering the arena, and you know exactly where you have to go to find them. You jog down to the ring, passing it and going over the barricade.

You find the two men quickly, watching as Kane launches Shane into the wall.

"Get up here and help me!" You run up the ramp hearing Kane's demand, seeing can after can of gasoline. Kane unscrews the lid of one, pouring it into the dumpster.

You instantly follow suit, unscrewing another cap and tipping the contents in before throwing the canister in after it. 

Before long all seven canisters of gasoline are empty and in the dumpster. Kane reveals a zippo, lighting it with a smile on his face. He throws the zippo in, the fire instantly flaring up. Kane walks over to Shane, pulling him up to his feet.

"Feel my pain!!" Kane puts Shane over his shoulder, walking towards the dumpster, but Shane slides off of his shoulder.

Shane kicks Kane, causing the big red machine to fall backwards straight into the fire.

"Burn in hell you son of a bitch" Shane says, coughing from the smoke.

"Shane!!" You shout, rushing over to look into the fire filled dumpster.

"Good riddance" Shane sighs.

"You" Shane gives you a questioning look, "You've just made a big mistake" you chuckle.

Without hesitation Shane picks you up, holding you by the fire.

"You want to go too? Do you?" Shane asks, a sadistic tone to his voice.

"You'll pay for this" with that Shane throws you backwards through the flames.

The fire is only burning in half of the dumpster, and you got thrown through it. It hadn't hurt going through it, btu the impact on the hard base had hurt. You lie back, lifting up your left arm to examine the stinging.

Due to the way you had landed there was a rather large gash in your arm, blood slowly oozing from the wound. You sigh, resting your arm over your torso.

You close your eyes, allowing the heat to comfort you. You feel two arms slide under you, lifting your body up and carrying you out of the dumpster presumably by a hidden door somewhere, the cold air of the night causing you to shiver and lean further into the only source of warmth around, the person carrying you .

You keep your eyes closed until you feel yourself being placed back down, but this time you're on a soft surface.

Above you Kane stands, skin slightly charred.

The two of you are alone in a white room you dread going, the medical room.

Kane doesn't make eye contact with you, rummaging through multiple drawers until he finds what he is looking for, a needle and thread.

He places the surgical equipment on the table before exiting the room.

After a minute of him shouting a medic makes their way in, rushing around sorting out the needle and thread.

"Hurry up" Kane demands. The medic nods frantically, finally threading the needle and taking a hold of your arm.

Within five minutes your arm is completely stitched up and has a bandage on it. You thank the man silently before being ushered out of the room by Kane.

"I can't believe it, I can't believe Shane" Kane shouts, "Just me would have been fine, but no. He had to put you through it as well"

"I'm fine" You state, wrapping Kane's upper arm with a bandage. He wouldn't let the medic do his, insisting he was fine, even threatening the poor man who was only trying to do his job.

Despite this you can understand why he's being irrational, the two of you have just been thrown into a dumpster that was on fire.

You had tried to apologise to the man, but the deadly look in Kane's eyes had kept you quiet. After all, you can't jeprodise his entire character by simply apologising when he does things wrong.

A quiet knock on the door pulls you from your thoughts.

Kane stands, walking over. It's his locker room so he gets to answer the door and deal with whoever is on the other side.

As soon as the door is open enough for a stream of cold air to enter the room Kane is knocked to the floor.

There stands five men wearing masks. Three of them begin to move Kane, two of them advance towards you.

"Hell no" You say, standing up and folding the steel chair.

"We don't want any trouble"

"You came to the wrong place for that" You state, swinging and hitting the taller of the two in the head. He falls to the ground, you'd hit him hard, wanting to knock him out.

But you can't marvel over your work too long, swinging for the other guy to realise he's no longer there.

The chair is knocked from your hand and you feel yourself being picked up and placed over his shoulder. You kick and punch but he doesn't let go, carrying you out of the room.

One of the other men helps the one you smacked with a chair to his feet and they follow behind you, one other man coming, leaving one behind.

You don't let up on the man who is carrying you, landing punch after punch on his lower back. But he will not put you down.

You've cried for help but no one has come to your rescue, your sense of direction having completely vanished after so many turns down identical halls.

You struggle still, determined not to be the victim of a kidnap, but the man doesn't once let up.

It seems like you're being carried forever, passing door after door.
You start to think that maybe, just maybe, they're walking you in a figure of eight, purposely to throw you off.

Eventually they stop, and you hear the squeak of an oil-thirsty door hinge.

Your feet finally come back into contact with the floor and you sigh, spinning and kicking the guy holding you in the face. He stumbles back, another guy stepping forward to push you backwards.

You catch yourself, remaining stood up. You charge towards the men but stop suddenly, the door closing in quick succession.

"Oh for fucks sake!" You sigh, trying the handle. It's locked. "Karma's gonna get you!! All of you!" You scream at the door, which is met with a few quiet laughs, presumably of the men that took you to begin with. "And if Karma doesn't, Kane will."