Mideon finds the room where Nemain is being held. He walks in and finds her sitting there looking rather bored.
he looks at Kane who stnads behind her, "Undertaker sent me to bring her to his locker room. He wishes her to be prepared for the ceremony."
"I figured he would summon her soon." Kane replies.
Mideon holds out his hand, "Come, Nemain your betrothed awaits." He says as she takes his hand and stands. She takes a glance at Kane as if askign him with her eyes if it is safe. He nods to reassure her. "Soon, you will be my sister-in-law...family. You will be in no harm with him." He says. Nemain follws behind Mideon, her stomach beginning to turn, her heart racing as she becomes a bit nervous.
They walk down the long hallway and enter another room. She loosk around and sees Bradshaw, he glares at her, then she sees Farooq. He smiles at her warmly, then shakes his head and whistles. Looking at her again, "Damn!" He shouts. Nemain takes a step back from him, uncertian if the shouting or his size intimidates her more.
"These are Bradshaw and Farooq...The Acolytes."
"Hell's Henchmen." She says finishing Mideon's thought.
Mideon looks at her and smiles, "Yes, they are the protectors of the Ministry...your personal guards. Your future husband will soon appoint them to that duty."
"I am pleased to meet you." She says as she looks their way.
Bradshaw still glares at her, But Farooq, grins at her.
"Do you say anything but, damn?" She asks looking at Farooq.
"Mam!" he replies.
"I take that as a yes then." She says.
"Nevermind him, he is just strange that way."
"Sham!" Farooq shouts as she smiles.
"Cool, he rhymes." She replies.
"Come Nemain. There is a room where you are to get ready."
She follows Mideon as he shows her the room, her eyes widen at the dress hanging from a hanger on a hook.
"Everything that you should need has been provided. I will leave you to ready yourself, and congratulations." he says turnign and shutting the door.
He walks back into the room, he looks at Farooq. "You are gonna frighten the poor girl, would it kill you to speak like everyone else?"
Farooq just looks at him, "Damn!" He shouts and looks at him as if he were wounded.
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Nemain gets into the dress, she looks inot the full length mirror and smiles. She walks over to a small table and sits down. Before her is every imaginable type of make up product, along with every kind of hair tool.
She picks up a brush and pulls it through her long red hair. Deciding to put it up, she finds some pins and creates little ringlets on the ends.
Deciding on very little make up, she applies powder, eyeliner, mascara on her lashes and a dark red lipstick. She looks into the the mirror and examines her face, she adds a touch of pink to her cheeks.
Finally she get sup walks over to another small table where she finds a wide selection of jewelry. Smiling she picks up a black leather chocker with a red "T" symbol on the center. She puts it around her throat and latches it.
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"I must alert Undertaker." Mideon suddenly says.
"What is worng?"
"Nothing, Bradshaw. She is ready."
"Now remember you two are supposed to be present, at his side."
"We know." Bradshaw says as Farooq just nods his head.
Mideon leaves the room and finds Undertaker, "My Lord, she is ready." He says approaching him.
"Good, Kane is in position to make sure Paul does exactly as he is supposed to." He replies turning to move down the hall to his locker room.
"I wish to see her."
"You know you can't until the ceremony."
"I can see her without actually physically seeing her. Give me a vision of her." he says as they open the door and walk inside.
"Very well." Mideon replies as he takes Undertaker's hand in his. Undertaker's mind clears and he sees her. Standing in the room, looking at herself in the mirror. His cold heart seems to warm just a little as he gets a glimpse of what he will be making his in only a few hours. The vision fades as He lets go of Mideon hand.
"Well done, she is breath taking." He says.
Undertaker sits down and looks to the Acolytes. "You two will be at the ring, the symbol will be above the ring, with her on it. Paul will be in the center of the ring. Mideon you will be also in the ring with them. I will come to ring, with the druids following behind me. Then it will begin. Get everyone in their places."
"Undertaker, I must speak with you...alone."
Undertaker walks to a vacant partof ther oom, "What is it?" He asks.
"Where will Kane be?"
"He will be around. Don't worry Paul won't do anything not with the Acolytes standing there."
"Alright, then we shall go and get in our places." He says leaving Undertaker and walking out with the Acolytes.
Nemain waits in silence, listenign to everything on the other side of the door.
"I love the sound of his voice, I could listen to that all day." She mutters under her breath.
The druids walk into the room and lead Undertaker out into the hallway. He sees Kane on his way through the halls. The nod at one another and keep going.
Kane walks into the locker room and then into the other room Nemain is waiting in.
He takes forst look at her, "You look beautiful." He says. Nemain smiles, "Thank you."
"Are you ready? This is the hard part. We have to get you on the symbol, you will be raised about 30 feet into the air, and then lowered to the ring." He explains.
"I am ready."
"You and he are the perfect combination...The Lord of Darkness, and Destruction."
"It does match." She replies smiling and accepting the arm Kane has offered. He escorts her to the symbol and helps her to get on it. Her arms are bounds aswell as her ankles.
"I feel as though I am being offered to him...as a sacrifice." She says her heart starting to beat faster.
"You are. It is an honor to be chosen." He says making sure she is properly attatched to the cold steel.
"I am grateful." She replies.
"I will be there on the stage to make sure nothing happens to either you or him."
"I know nothing will happen. The next time we talk we will be family." She says as she is being raised into the air.
The arena goes dark, druids appear holding lit black candles. There are four of them, on each side of Undertaker walking single file. As they approach the ring, Undertaker climbs the steps and the druids surround the ring. As he steps inside the symbol is lowered, he looks over Nemain and grins...looking more like a demon than a man.
Paul opens a large black book. He looks at Undertaker and then at Neamin almost disgusted.
"Do you Neamin Morte` swear to attend his every need, do you promise to give him as many offspring as he allows, and to be faithful to not only him but the Ministry of Darkness?"
Nemain looks to Undertaker, she smiles. "Yes, I swear." She replies.
"Undertaker, Lord of Darkness do you accept this offering of your deciples?"
"Yes." he replies his voice full of dark desires.
"By the power vested in me by the Lord of the Darkness and the Higher power I pronounce you married in this black wedding." He says and then closes his book.
The Acolytes un bind her from the symbol, She steps down onto the mat. Undertaker takes a step closet to her and captures her lips. Their first kiss seemingly taking the very breath from her. He releases her and gazes into the green pools of her eyes.
"Welcome, my wife." He says taking her hand and leading her away out of the ring.
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