New York City, maybe its a wonderful city to new eyes but to us, is a hell hole to live it. Everytime you turn around its always something going down. Gangs, drug dealers, whores all over the place. New York has its up and downs. Surprises grabs you by the balls when it comes to you. You never know what hit you until its too late. Would you accept it or run away as far as you can to avoid it? That what you have to figure out.
Randy Orton was making his way up to a rooftop of his childhood home. Nothing changed about it tho. It was the same as where he left it. He looked around but his eyes locked on where he wanted it. His brother sitting on the edge of the little balcony looking at some pictures. Randy smiled and sat next to his brother.
"Oh, you scared me R" Randy's brother Zack Orton said as he jumped.
Randy chuckled. "I'm sorry bro."
Zack smiled.
Randy sighed. "How's your heath?'
Zack looked down. "I'm doing good. Well better then before" Zack looked up at his brother. "That what you expect from living with HIV, right?"
Randy looked away from his brother. "You're strong. You can over come this. I know you can" Randy turned to his brother. "How's mom?"
"She haven't left her room after you left but she's managing" Zack said.
"Don't tell her that I was here"
"But Randy..."
"No! Zack don't tell her. OK?"
Zack looks down and nods. He continues to look at the pictures. "You promised me to take me here.."
Randy looked at the picture and nods. "I'm going to take you and mom there to live. I promise you"
Zack smiles. "I know you will"
"You just have to give me more time" Randy said.
Zack nods. Randy smiled and reached down his pocket and pulled out a box of craker jacks. Zack looks at Randy like he was crazy when Randy gave it too him.
"Cracker Jacks? Randy, we're not at a baseball game" Zack said.
"I know but open it when I leave."
"Uh...sure"
Randy smiled. "I gotta go. Talk to you later scamp" Randy got up and leaves.
Zack looks down and opens the box. He pulled out 1200 dollars and a photo fell out. Zack looks down and picked up the photo of the man. Zack fell into deep thought.
"So..." The man tossed the photo at Randy. "This is your next target"
Randy looks at the photo. "Who is he?"
"His name is John Cena. We want you to kidnap him and bring him to us. Unharmed" The mad said.
"You know I don't hurt innocent people"
"He's not innocent as you think he is. Just bring him back here and your reward will be doubled"
Randy eyes widen a little. "Doubled?"
"You heard me"
"So..I just brink him back here..unharmed and I'm going to be rewarded doubled?" Randy asked if he wanted to make sure he wasn't pulling strings.
"Randy, you have my word"
Randy nodded and leaves.
Randy was riding down the streets in New York to find his target. Last resorces said that he and his wife was heading to the ciry carnival that was held. Randy went down there to catch his target.
At the fair, John Cena and His Wife Mickie James-Cena was on their fun date. They rode on rides, ate cotton candy and enjoyed each others company. John and Mickie sat down to rest.
"This was fun. I'm glad that you dragged me into this Micks." John smiled as he watch Mickie eat a sticky apple.
"I know. You needed it and we haven't done anything together in so long so...why not" Mickie smiled.
John smiled. " I love your smile"
"Not as much as I love yours" Mickie said.
"I love you Micks"
"I love you too Johnny"
They both shared a soft kiss. The kiss lasted until they heard a motorcycle stopped behind them. Randy lifted up his visor and looked dead at John. John looked back at Randy and held Mickie tight. Mickie looked from John to Randy. Randy smirked, dropped his visor and drove off. John watched Randy leave.
"What was that all about?" Mickie asked.
"I don't know...but its over with" John looks at Mickie and smiled.
Mickie smiled back at him. They was about to leave but a ruckus broke out. Gunshots was heard in the air. People scattered everywhere. Screaming of kids and adults alike running around. John took Mickie and run but the crowd seperated John and Mickie.
"JOHN!" Mickie screamed.
"MICKS! WHERE ARE YOU MICKS!" John trying to fight his way through the frenzy to look for Mickie.
A motercycle stops in front of John. Randy got off his bike and walked in front of John.
"Who are you?" John asked.
"John Cena?"
"Yes...I'm John Cena"
"Bad mistake"
Randy took the butt of his gun and kit John in the back of his head. John passed out. Randy smirked and hoisted John on his bike and took him. Everybody was in a panic and nobody didn't see John being taken.
"JOHNNY!" Mickie screamed. "WHERE ARE YOU!"
