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

6

You've spent the last week under the watch of the McMahon's and a few men they'd hired as security, not much had happened, not much at all. The week had been long and relatively boring, you were allowed to walk around and go to the gym, but only if at least three men went with you.

You weren't allowed to make calls or text anyone, no one was to know your whereabouts. You weren't even to know. You knew when you began to travel again you were coming to Raw, but your role still remains unknown.

The whole plan had been put together by Shane, who refused to tell you anything, only to shut up and listen to what he was saying. You had refused, lashing out a few times, but that only lead to your arms and legs being restrained until you agreed to not hit anyone and shut up.

"Shane look, Kane's pissed" You hear from the other room, "I'm warning you, he's going to find her" This is Shane's second warning, but still he won't listen. He's determined to get whatever is going on tonight to happen, no matter what the risk is.

Even his own father has tried to warn him.

"Look, I need to go, I'm scheduled to be in the ring in five minutes" Shane states.

"If he comes looking don't expect people to help" Stone Cold states, presumably leaving as the door to the adjoining room closes. You hear Shane sigh and then he comes into sight.

"We need to go, boys, get her hands" Shane tosses a pair of handcuffs and the three men watching you make short work of grabbing your arms and holding them so the metal clips securely aroud your wrists.

"Get off!" You shout, yanking your arms away from them, but it is too late, the cuffs are already secure. A low growl makes its way past your lips and they step away with a smile, Shane walking further into the room.

He nods to the men either side of you and you get pushed slightly, telling you to walk forwards and follow Shane.

The five of you get to the gorilla and Shane takes a hold of the handcuffs, pulling you out with him to his entrance music. He pulls you to the ring, up the steel stairs and through the ropes.

He produces another pair of handcuffs, attaching one side to your pair and the other to the top rope before walking off and getting a mic.

"You know people have been telling me all night to be careful, that they're afraid something bad is gonna happen to me" You nod, something bad is going to happen, especially if Kane is as pissed off as Steve said he was earlier. "Well if something is bad that's going to happen to me I say let it happen to me right here, right now"

The crowd cheers but nothing much happens, Shane looks around, waiting for Kane to pop up, waiting for someone to come out. And right as Shane walks over to you someone does.

Eric Bischoff's theme starts up and he walks out, microphone in hand.

"Shane, just like everybody else, I heard you're gonna get yours tonight" Eric motions towards you but Shane doesn't so much as bat an eyelid your direction. "And I just want you to know I wouldn't miss it for the world" Shane leans on the rope next to you, the movement causing the steel to dig into your wrists.

The crowd chants 'Asshole' at Eric but he doesn't seem to care, keeping the same stupid smile on his face.

"Eric, didn't you get enough at Summerslam? And if you were the bad thing that's supposed to happen to me tonight then umm.. 'scuse me for saying this but that's a joke" This causes Eric to laugh a little.

"Oh you think I'm a joke, then how 'bout you let me get in that ring and I'll show you how funny I can be!" You raise an eyebrow, turning to look at Shane, shaking your wrists.