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Burning Revenge	By : Boganwendy Category: WWF/WWE > General Views: 1597 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the celebrities of WWE/WWF. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Burning Revenge.
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Update 14/10/08: Sorry to fellow authors. I didn't mean to bump this sotry but there were a few mistakes in there that I had to fix.
Burning Revenge.
~*~
The relationship between Edge and Vickie sent outrage and disgust in the locker room and in the millions of fans watching the WWE.
Rey Mysterio, a former friend of the Guerrero family, was extremely displeased as he was after Edge’s heavyweight champion. Every time he came close to winning, Vickie always put some stipulation in so that her lover would keep the belt around his waist. It pissed him off. He WAS her friend and she decided to disrespect their friendship to run off with a blond haired prick.
Several other superstars were affected by the relationship. The Undertaker and Kane were forced into grueling matches with Mark Henry and Big Daddy V, Batista lost his championship to Edge under unfair circumstances and Jamie Noble was put under difficult matches with The Great Khali.
None were worse off than Kyash, the Undertaker and Kane’s sister. The former Women’s Champion had her title taken away from her and was banished from the WWE. After that incident, no one heard or seen her since.
But Rey had a plan to bring back Kyash. The black haired female was freakishly strong, her strength inhuman as she lifted several of the male superstars above her. Out of the people he could choose to get his revenge, he chose her.
The superstars in the locker room had heard rumors of her returning, except Vickie and Edge. Theodore Long already gave his approval of her return, as did the Chairman of the WWE, Vince McMahon. The chairman also put Theodore back in charge without Vickie knowing.
Vickie was infatuated with Edge after she helped him return from injury. The two sparked a very romantic, sexual relationship, often kissing in public and using pet names for each other.
Revenge was going to be paid, and everyone would enjoy it.
~*~
Rey stood outside of Kyash’s hotel room after tracking her down. Today was the day that he was going to ask her to come back to Smackdown and destroy Edge and Vickie. He knocked on the door, and it opened slightly.
Kyash poked her head out before she gasped. She kicked the door open and her arms wrapped around Rey. The two friends hugged quickly.
“Rey! What are you doing out here? You should be in the city!” she admonished, closing the door behind them and pushing her weights out of the way. Rey looked over the female and smiled. She still looked intimidating. She had grown stronger under her disappearance and her black hair was now streaked with red.
“We, being the locker room and the fans, need your help. Vi--” Rey was interrupted by Kyash’s hand rising and she shook her head.
“I know. You want me to come back to help you guys out. Before I give you my answer, who had my title?” Kyash asked, her arms folding.
“No one has. Theodore took it away from Melina and is giving it back to you if you decide to come back.” Rey spoke. He could see that wicked gleam appearing on her face and he smiled. “You’ll do it? Will you come back to WWE and help us?”
Kyash laughed, running her hands through her hair. “Of course! I always wanted to come back to Smackdown but with Vickie and Edge there, I couldn’t. Now that Theodore is back, I can wreck havoc yet again. I have an idea on my entrance and I think it will work well with the current situation.”
Rey breathed a sigh of relief, patting Kyash’s shoulder. “Thank god you’re coming back. No one could handle those two kissing in public anymore.”
“Nor could I. I was sick when they first kissed and I accidentally vomited on Jericho when he stayed over.”
They laughed, Kyash filling up her bag with her necessities and followed Rey to a waiting car.
~*~
Rumors were flying around in the locker room that Kyash had returned to the WWE. Luckily, Edge and Vickie didn’t know and they were both preparing for the surprise Edge had for his lover.
Theodore stood in the secret compartment next to Kyash, holding out her women’s title. “We missed you Kyash. It’s good to see you.” He smiled, hugging the female tightly. She returned the hug and sighed in content.
“I missed having everyone here. I missed my title, I missed the WWE.”
“Well, I have to go and wheel Vickie to the ring. When your music begins, you can come out. Then you’re free to do whatever you wish.”
“Sweet. Thank you Theodore.”
Theodore smiled and exited the compartment. She could hear the crowd outside the box booing and hissing at Edge. She could hear him preach about how much he ‘loves’ Vickie. She knew he was going to propose to her. She exhaled a breath. She could now hear the wheels of Vickie’s wheelchair squeaking underneath the woman’s heavy weight. It was nearly time.
Vickie… Will you be my wife?
Kyash nearly burst out laughing. It was so pathetic yet so hilarious.
Yes! Yes I will, Edge!
‘Oh god, this is so funny.’ Kyash thought. She was stirred by Rey’s music coming into the arena and she wiggled slightly. It was nearly time.
Vickie, I wonder. Now that you’re engaged, are you going to drop the Guerrero in your name?
Nearly…
Vickie, Edge, I have a present for you. It’s not the word sorry, but I think she’ll want to have a say in this…
Her music came and she slipped from the compartment. Edge and Vickie had their backs to her and she folded her arms.
“Guess who?” She breathed. The two lovers spun around. Vickie screamed in shock and held onto Edge’s arm. The man was stunned as he looked at the other female.
“What the hell are you doing here? You were fired!” Edge snarled. “Security, get rid of her!”
Theodore and Vince walked into the ring and stood beside Kyash. Underneath her cloak, she pulled out her Women’s title and wrapped it around her waist.
Vince looked at both Vickie and Edge. “Your relationship had lost several thousands of viewers and I will tolerate it no more. Kyash is now back in the WWE, Theodore is back as General Manager. And Vickie… You’re FIRED.”
Edge let go of Vickie’s hand, staring at her in shock. He could lose the championship now if he didn’t side with them.
“Vickie.. I never loved you. I’m sorry but I have to side with them.” He spoke, watching as Vickie left the ring and ran up the ramp in tears.
When Edge turned around, he felt Kyash’s foot kick into his groin. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she delivered the neck breaker to him. He laid on the floor, motionless as she leaned over him.
“Your life will be a miserable hell now that I’m back. That title around your waist is The Undertaker’s and I will make sure he gets it back.
~*~
Edge could see her at the end of the hallway. He could see that vicious grin, that sly glint in her eyes, the gentle curves on her body.
Damn her. She ruined everything for him. Now she was back with revenge on her mind, she could set him on fire if she could and she wouldn’t get punished!
Oh, she was devious. She was too smart for her own good. But she was so beautiful, so talented.
Kyash’s eyes flickered to him and her lips curled to a sneer. Edge frowned and looked down to stare at his championship belt. She knew that she wanted to get that belt and give it to her brother The Undertaker. He just wondered what she was going to do to him.
He began to walk down the hallways to his rental car. As he placed his key in the lock, a blow to the head knocked him out and his body dropped unconscious on the ground.
Kyash’s wicked grin appeared and she leaned over his slumped form. “I warned you, Edge…”
~*~
Edge woke in a small hotel room, his hands and legs tied to the bedposts with silk scarves. He was naked, his legs spread and his championship belt wrapped around his waist to cover his crotch.
From the bathroom, Kyash leaned on the doorway. Edge struggled slightly, determined to flee before she could do any harm to him. His head throbbed from her blow and his eyes scanned her form. She was merely clothed in a satin robe, her long black hair draped down like a shadow. She prowled slowly to him before sitting beside him, running her hand slowly up his chiseled chest. Edge turned his head away and his eyes widened to find Kane and The Undertaker blocking his exit. He was trapped!
“You can’t escape Edge.” She breathed, her tone prickling Edge’s skin and forcing his body to shiver. Her hand was slowly caressing his chest, circling the areolas of his right nipple. She stood up, beckoning Kane to her. “Edge, I will tease you, make you grovel for me, make you beg for me. And in the end, you will want this.”
Edge’s eyes widened and he struggled once more. “You freak! I’ll never want anything from you.”
Kane’s arms slowly skimmed over the knot that held his sister’s robe together, untying it. The satin fabric slipped easily off her shoulders. He purred lightly, his lips brushing over her earlobe whilst his hand dipped down along her stomach.
Edge could only watch, fixing his eyes on the duo. Kyash kept her eyes on Edge, though her lips parting when Kane’s index finger dipped into her folds, teasing the sensitive skin with its rough tip.
Kyash spun around, her lips capturing Kane’s in a fierce kiss, their tongues brushing against the other until she broke the kiss and dropped onto her knees. Kane’s hardened erection stroked along her cheek and lips and Kyash glanced to Edge. Her tongue snaked out, gently running along the underside of her brother’s penis. Kane’s whole body shivered and his hand curled in her black locks, pulling her frame closer.
Kyash’s hands rested upon Kane’s rear end, smoothing her palm out as she allowed him to thrust into her mouth, driving his length deep into her throat. Edge was transfixed at the two, he could feel his own penis hardening underneath the belt, just watching the incestuous actions taking place in front of him. Christ, what was he doing?
Kane’s body gave one final thrust before his release shot into her mouth. The load hitting the back of her throat and some dripping down her chin as she attempted to swallow the whole loud.
She stood up, Kane’s lips covering her chin and sucking off the seed. The two exchanged another kiss before he returned back to the door. Her eyes lingered on Kane before turning to Edge. Her lips curling to a knowing smile, she turned back to her brothers.
“Go.” She ordered and the two brothers nodded and left. Once the door closed, she bolted and locked the door shut, throwing the key into the bathroom.
Edge began to shiver uncontrollably. The scene that took place in front of him had aroused him further than he thought. She was so devious, so evil that the thought of ruthlessly fucking her into the mattress didn’t seem to be such a bad idea.
Kyash returned to Edge’s side, her fingers slipped underneath to unstrap the belt and she tossed it aside towards the door. Edge’s erection sprang up and her fingers delicately curled around the hard organ, stroking it softly with gentle caresses.
Edge groaned low in his throat and Kyash leaned down, her lips brushing over his ear. “It feels good, doesn’t it?” She purred, her teeth constantly nipping at his earlobe, tugging on the flesh.
“You’re…you’re fucking crazy!” Edge hissed through gritted teeth, his eyes screwed shut. He tried to ignore her strokes, but she just felt so good. He wouldn’t give himself to her, he wouldn’t beg, nor plead, nor grovel for her.
He felt her weight shift between his legs and he opened his eyes. Her voice came as a furious growl when she finally opened her mouth. “You deserve any pain, any emotional destruction I give you because YOU deserve it. You cost The Undertaker his title, you cost the ratings loss, you cost my title being taken and me being banishing from the fucking WWE.”
Her hands then slipped up his chest, dotting small damp kisses around his sternum. Edge turned his head away, avoiding her stare, but his head was forced back to look at her. Kyash ran her tongue along his cheek, dipping around his earlobe then sliding it down his neck, his shoulder and down his chest to his navel. Her eyes narrowed, her breasts pushed against his erection. Without a word, she leaned back, untying the silk knots on his feet, then reached up to release his hands. Edge lowered his hands and stared in confusion.
Her wicked grin appeared and she laughed. “It’s so obvious you want me…”
Edge pushed her away and he stood up. “You’re a crazy fucking bitch!”
She laughed again and leaned back on the pillows, running her finger slowly along her thigh. “You state the obvious so much, dear.” Her eyes narrowed and darkened with desire.
Edge grumbled and reached for a shower robe. Tying it up, he unlocked the door and unbolted it and quickly left the room.
The door snapped shut behind him and Edge stood in front of it, frowning. A part of him wanted to say, but another part said to leave. But the look in her eyes implored him to say, to pin her down, to fuck her into oblivion.
That wicked bitch, she knew this would happen.
Edge opened the door and shut it behind him. Kyash was still on the bed, her legs crossed and arms folded. She turned to look at him, her eyebrow rose.
Stripping himself of the robe, he sat on the bed, his hands pulling her thighs apart so her legs were spread. He saw her teeth chew into her bottom lip as his hands skimmed over her abdomen, moving closer as he proceeded up her body.
Cupping her face in his hands, he stared back at her. There was that look of desire, and he couldn’t help the fact that he wanted her…
Her tongue snaked out to moisten her lips, shifting her body as Edge pulled her up towards him. Once their bodies were pressed together, he let out a ragged breath and took her lips with his. Keeping their lip lock together, he laid her down in the middle of the bed. Planting damp kisses down her neck, Edge took one of her breasts into his mouth, covering the areola and her nipple and sucking upon the succulent flesh. His hand slipped up, fingertips squeezing the other mound and rolling her nipple in his tips.
Kyash let out a sound that was a mixture of a growl and a moan. Her fingers tangled in his hair, keeping him in place before slowly dancing around his upper back and shoulders. Her cries had driven Edge on the brink and his erection was beginning to ache painfully from his heightened arousal.
He felt her spread her legs, locking them around his waist, her heels digging into his lower back. She tightened her legs, pulling him closer and pressing her damp heat against his crotch.
Edge sighed at the feel. This felt so much better than Vickie…
The fire of desire consumed him and Edge finally pushed his erection into her, watching her face contort with the pleasurable attack as her body adjusted to the large length. Her lips parted, and Kyash shifted her hips, thrusting them upwards as if submitting to him.
Edge placed his forearms on ether side of her frame, his back arched and his forehead pressed against hers. The two fixed their gaze on each other, sheer desire mirrored back for ether one as he began to move, thrusting slowly into her constricting tunnel. With each thrust, she let out a soft cry, her moans coaxing him to thrust harder, deeper and longer.
Edge’s head flew back, breaking their intense eye lock, his orgasm hitting him. Wave after wave of pleasure assaulted his system and he immediately released into her. He leaned down, pressing his lips to her neck, the last needed touch bringing her over the edge and she tightened her legs around him, her release also washing over her like a wave.
Kyash’s eyes closed, taking deep, large pants as Edge pulled back. He took the time to admire her body. Her sweat glistened body laid underneath him, a large T marking upon her right rib shined from the sweat and expanded slightly with each breath she took.
Edge withdrew from her and laid beside her. He felt her roll to face him, her head upon his shoulder though her eyes still closed. Finally, her eyes opened and she gazed up at him. Edge spotted that familiar desire filled look and he wrapped his arm gently over her waist, bringing her up to him.
Shutting his eyes, Edge sighed in content. As he fell into a dreamless sleep, Kyash’s lips curled into a wicked grin and she pulled out a lighter from underneath the pillow.
Not only would the burning fires of desire consume him, but the burning fires of revenge would also…
~*~ FIN.
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