Title: In the glimpse of an Eyebeat
By: Ashura77
Chapters: More than 1 lol, but I have no idea were this will lead, so let's find out
Beta-reader: Dark, merci beaucoup ;-)
Disclaimer: Noooooo, I don't own them, I wouldn't give anybody the rights on me either so you're save guys, wouldn't want to anyways, I like my preys out in the wild lol, they belong to themself (at least I hope so) and Vince keeps his rights, whatever they are on them too, wouldn't want to mess with that one anyways… And no, I don't think any of them are gay and if they are, whatever rocks your boat, I just make them play with each other because I'm a sick and perverted person
Rating and Warnings: everything up to M, not yet but I will certainly not try to leave them sleeping alone, the fic will lead to a slash-pairing, you don't like that? Well I don't give a rat's ass about that, sorry, flaming will not help so, yadadadadaddadadadada SuCk It
A/N: My first fanfic in English and a first for slashing real guys, I'm so so so ashamed but it's their fault, those looks, those lips, those bodies… Hope it doesn't turn out to bore everyone and please please please REVIEW
Chapter 0
The events that lead the whole situation on…
Jeff still could remember what had lead to his brilliant idea of the ladder match, there had to be a way or another to get the Undertaker beaten and laying pretty tired and sweaty on the floor, his mouth opened before his brains could follow…
"Taker… Hey Taker"
The called one fidgeted on his bike, hoping he was dreaming, that it was a mistake, he was definetely making a mistake, that punk in the ring…
"Taker, you've beat my ass time and time again"
He had enough and got up from his bike, his belt in his hand and turning to Jeff, waiting for what he was going to say next…
"You've just beat my ass right now…"
Exactly, now why did he have to continue now, all he wanted was a shower and a beer, some calm, but apparently that moment wasn't there yet…
"…but we're not done… we're not done at all"
Mark just gazed at the form that was still on the ring floor, he had lost his mind, probably one or the other beating had been too much, and now he lost it completely, how else could he be that foolish. Jeff's words washed over him and entered his mind he tried hard not to go to the ring to break his neck for good measure, jeez, this wasn't going to be easy, that boy really had some nerves. He shook his head in disbelief, the punk wanted another shot at his belt, no way…
"But not just a regular match Taker, hey, not a regular match… My way to beat you, my match to beat you… a ladder-match…"
Mark just looked at him, what, a what? The little prick wanted what? No way, he really wanted to challenge him, jeez, maybe just for honoring the balls he had to have for even thinking of such a foolish thing he should accept… Still not really believing he was actually accepting, the Undertaker aknowledged his request, his thoughts buzzling as they had never been…