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"God damn it!"
Matt Hardy punched the wall where he stood in the locker room as he swore. He was so furious, it was a miracle to him that he hadn't broken the damn wall - or broken his hand like Edge had done.
That bastard... He'd gone and stuck his nose where it didn't belong. Well, he intended to teach the blond man not to mess with stuff he wasn't a part of.
"I did exactly as you asked me to do," the other, larger man said. He was mindful of the fact that Matt had promised to pay him for his services, but would the dark-haired man *do* so after his plans had been foiled?
"I know that, Kane," the smaller man said. "And I do thank you for keeping up your end of the bargain... But that damned Edge!" This time, Matt swung his leg back and then forward to kick a wastebasket just within his reach. The receptacle fell over, spilling some of its contents on the floor. The dark-haired man ignored the mess as he continued to expel his rage and frustration. "I can't believe the nerve!" he shouted as he started to pace across the locker room. "*I* was supposed to save Lita!" He punched his other hand as he shook his head at the memory of the tall blond Canadian galiantly running in to save her instead. And his redheaded ex-girlfriend had looked positively terrified when Kane had chokeslammed Edge. She'd looked as though she'd cared that the man had been decimated. All she was supposed to care about was being rescued - and it should have been *he* to do that. Not that he cared for the redhead anymore - she was a whiny, annoying bitch - but she was *his* to get back. He'd enjoyed having someone to do anything and everything he wanted, doting on his every word. Besides, the physical part of their relationship had been terrific. Why not use something as simple as rescuing Lita from the Big Red Monster as a way to regain *that*?
"I have an idea..." Kane spoke, cutting into Matt's thoughts. "What if I go after the girl again?"
The Hardy Boy thought it over for a beat, then nodded.
"Yeah," he agreed. "Yeah, you do that. And put the fear of death in the bitch again!"
"Oh, I will," the huge man assured the former Team Xtreme member. "Even though you hired me," he said, deciding he had nothing to lose but everything to gain in reminding Matt of that fact," I enjoyed every minute of it." A big, uncharacteristic grin came to Kane's face.
"Fantastic..." Matt said enthusiastically. "And if that blond pretty boy Edge wants to stick his nose where it doesn't belong again... Well, I hope you enjoyed demolishing him, too - because that's what I'll expect of you."
This time, Kane threw his head back and let out a booming laughter. It was almost
enough to actually have the dark-haired man cowering. It was so cold a sound, so
sadistic. But hell, he was glad for it. The meddlesome Edge would be taught a
valuable lesson, and Lita would get what she deserved as well.