I've never done a RAW story before, but I really wanted to try it. I'm pretty sure I'll be doing a 5 in 1 story here so stay tuned for more chapters. Thanks for reading, bye.
It was just another normal day at a WWE RAW arena. Another city, another show, and more fans than you can shake a stick at. John Cena was just finished with his storyline and he was walking backstage to one of the Superstars locker rooms, normally he would go to his own dressing room and get ready to go or get ready to do a match, but since the show was almost over and he had nothing else to do, John decided to go find some of his RAW friends and ask if anyone wanted to hang out or something.
He was sure that the only ones on stage right now were The Edge and Randy Orton, so he made up his mind to wait until the show was over and ask the two Superstars if they wanted to join him and who ever else was coming.
As Cena rounded the corner to the biggest of many locker rooms in the current Tennessee arena he started to hear odd noises coming from inside the closed locker room doors. Nothing too weird, it just sounded like someone was struggling. John made no assumptions before he opened the door, but when he finally pulled the door open, what he saw made his eyebrows shoot clear up to his military cropped hair.
There had to be at least a dozen Superstars in the locker room, and they were all in a circle around someone who was doing something that sounded quite straneous. Most of the guys were laughing and some of them were shaking their heads in amusement, but the one thing everyone in the locker room was doing, was counting.
Being curios, John walked closer to the masses of his colleagues and tried to see what was going on. John is a big guy, but even he was having trouble getting a good look at what exactly was happening.
He did see most if not all of his friends there. He went around the group of people naming them off as he went. Let's see there was: John Morrison, CM Punk, Kofi Kingston, Big Show, Mark Henry, Cody Rhodes, Jeff Hardy, Matt Hardy, The Miz, MVP, R-Truth, Ted DiBiase, and Zack Ryder. All in a circle around someone who was having a hard time doing something.
John moved over to where CM Punk and Kofi Kingston were and put his hands on their shoulders. "What's up, fellas?" John asks as he tries to see what was going on.
Both Punk and Kof turned and greeted John and Kofi answers his question.
"Hey, we were wondering where you were. We were gonna come and get you, but this was just too awesome to pass up." Kofi says as he turns so he's looking at John.
"Yeah, we had to see if he could really do it." CM says not quite taking his eyes off of the fascinating spectacle before him.
"You had to see if who could do what?" John asks suspiciously.
"See for yourself." Kofi says in a slightly amused tone. He steps back a little and points to the center of the group of WWE Superstars.
John looks in and see the one and only Evan Bourne, or Matt Korklan to his close friends and family, trying to escape from a tightly bound straight jacket.
John watches with fascination and astonishment at what the 'Kid' was doing and then he suddenly realizes that Evan was probably the source of the struggling noises he heard earlier.
"What the-" John starts to say as he watches Bourne struggle against his restraint.
Punk turns toward Cena and says, "I know, right? It's like way too interesting to look away, but at the same time it's like totally weird."
John finds himself only nodding as he watches his young friend struggle to get the jacket off.
"How long has he been at it?" John asks.
"Around 9 minutes, he only has until 10 minutes until someone has to break him out. He said that he could escape in that amount of time, so that's what the counting is about." Kofi explains from behind Cena.
John doesn't know why, but something about seeing the 'Kid' all wrapped up in something so restrictive felt wrong, and it made John a little worried. He knew that everyone in the Superstar bracket considered Evan as a little brother. Even the Divas did it from time to time. It seemed that he was younger than everyone else. He was so innocent and naive, that it sometimes felt like everyone wanted to shelter him from the world.
John realized that the counting was getting a little louder as the Superstars got closer to the 10 minute mark. He was kind of glad because the scene did not appeal to him at all.
As the count down got to 30 seconds left, John could hear the guys saying things like, "Come on Ev. you got this." or "Who's gonna cut him out before he hurts himself." But most of the guys were still laughing and counting.
All of the sudden Evan stops. He looked up to the ceiling, that was devoid of anything but a couple of hooks that were meant to be used to hang up dress clothes and other things of that nature.
John could almost see the wheels turning as he watches Evan look from the actual floor-to-ceiling lockers that were maybe 6 ft away, to the hooks on the ceiling. John could see what was going on in Evan's mind as Evan made quick calculative assumptions as to whether his idea would work.
John nor the others had noticed that Edge and Randy Orton had entered the locker room. But when Cena looked through the faces of the Superstars in the room, wondering if they had picked up on Evans insane idea as well, He made contact with Orton and he could see the look of uncertainty in his eyes.
With only ten seconds to go. Evan moves back a few steps and tells the few people in front of the lockers to move to the side, PLEASE. He said PLEASE. He could potentially kill himself in a few seconds, and yet he says PLEASE. Kid.
Evan looks up one more time and then starts off at a run. The guys have started to count down, "Ten... Nine... Eight..." But after eight, everyone becomes a lot more quiet, as the high flying, idiotic, death-stunting, CHILD! Does something miraculous and terrifying.
Evan "Air" Bourne, sprinted the 6ft to the lockers, but instead of jumping and using the lockers as leverage for his feet, like John thought he would, Evan jumps up at the last second, basically runs up the lockers and propels himself off of the lockers and twists in mid air.
By shire luck and some pixie dust, the belt buckle of the jacket becomes caught on one of the hooks that Ev. had been contemplating earlier.
The Kid then uses his weight as a sort of anchor and pulls his arms into his chest at the same time. He easily slides out of the straight jacket and falls the 8ft to the floor, gracefully landing on his feet.
The whole locker room is dead quiet. No one moves or talks, they all just stare at the Kid who just did one hell of an amazing escape that would have made Houdini proud.
All of the sudden a beeper is heard and Evan looks up and asks, "Did I make it in time?"
The way that he asks and the look on his face, made him look impossibly young. His wide brown eyes searched the faces of all of his friends and expected an answer.
All at once, it was like noise just returned, and everyone was yelling and cheering and moving closer to the Kid to pat him on the back or ask him how he did that.
John was not one of these people. While everyone else moved forward, John moved back. He finally stopped moving a few feet from where everyone else was. He quietly let out a breath that he was unaware he was holding.
He scanned the faces and looked quickly for Evan's, just make sure that the Kid was actually standing and uninjured.
In his true Viper ways, Randy Orton was all of the sudden beside John and he was also staring intently at Evan.
"That was... new." Orton says to John, but doesn't take his eyes off of the Kid that he often found himself protecting.
"New... Terrifying... Warranting of a lecture later on. Yeah, it was." John says as he watches some of the Superstars dissipate still talking about what just went on.
Evan sees his two friends close to the back wall and quickly walks over to them while accepting pats on the back and other such things.
"John, Randy did you see that? How Cool was that straight jacket?" Evan says as he gets that impossibly young look on his face again.
Cena lets out a little laugh and shakes his head. While Randy just rolls his eyes and smirks at the pint sized Superstar.
"Only you would be fascinated by the straight jacket and just let your incredible stunt pass." John says as he fondly ruffles Evan's hair.
Evan smiles sheepishly and shrugs his shoulders.
Randy takes in a small breath and then glances over at John before gesturing to the door with his head.
"Hey Kid, why don't we go and hit up a pizza joint?" Randy asks as he walks forward and puts a friendly arm around Evan's shoulder.
"Really?" Evan says practically vibrating from excitement.
Everyone else in the locker room decided to join the Small Superstar and celebrate his ingenious escape at the pizza place.
Everyone has cleared the room, when John Cena finally makes his way to the door. He stops just before he leaves and looks back at the straight jacket that had encased his surrogate baby brother, just a few minutes before. He chuckled and shook his head one more time.
He didn't hear the quick footsteps behind him until someone said his name.
"John? You coming?" Evan "Air" Bourne, the death-defying, High-flying, idiotic, impossibly young, KID, that John Cena and many other WWE Superstars felt responsible for, asked.
"Yeah Kid, I'm coming." John says as he puts an arm around his little brother and walks out of the locker room doors. "I just have one question... Where the Hell did you get a straight jacket?" Cena asks as they turn the corner and walk to the exit of the building. Their voices fade until they are no more.
It was just another normal day at a WWE RAW arena, in another city, after another show, and after all of the fans had cleared out. The only difference now... was the extra straight jacket hanging from the ceiling.
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To Be Continued. Thanks again for reading.