There are not enough WWE Fanfics pertaining actual wrestling, a lot of them have nothing to do with wrestling and it's a shame. This is my very first fanfic, don't expect it to be really good, but I'm trying my best so enjoy.

Chapter 1: Payback and Punishment

Randy Orton was laid out near the barricade, his lights were out and his head was really ringing. The crowd sounded very faint in his ears but the voices he heard were very clear in his head. They were his inspiration for win, and they were the slap in the face he needed. They reminded him that he needed to get tp business and show Roman Reigns he made a big mistake in getting in his way.

The referee was out the count of 6 before Orton got up slowly. Roman Reigns had been beating him bad ever since the beginning of the match. Orton stood outside still, looking confused and lost. The voices were really getting to him and he felt really pumped now. He slid back im the ring and Reigns smiled. Randy dodged a big strike, then he began to pelt Reigns with a combination of hard lefts and rights, they were too quick for Roman Reigns to counter. Orton hit a European uppercut, then whipped Reigns against the ropes and hit a devastating dropkick, the effect could be heard all the wat from the cheap seats. "This is my yard, boy..." Orton got in Reigns' face before slugging him with more right hands. Reigns was quick to his feet. He tried to pick his momentum up by catching Orton with a samoan drop and getting the crowd pumped, but Orton just bounced back from the attack and hit him with a big clotheline. The fans were shocked, Jerry Lawler and Michael Cole were shocked as they called the match as it went, and all the people watching at home couldn't believe it. Orton hit 4 more clotheslines before powerslamming Reigns hard in the middle of the canvas. Roman Reigns writhed in pain as Randy Orton dropped to the ground like an stealthy serpent stastalking him, clinching his jaws and gnashing his teeth, waiting for him to get up.

Reigns got up and turned right to an explosive RKO which seemed like the beginning of the end for his dreams of becoming a top superstar like his fans expected him to be. Orton immediately got the cover for the pin and demanded the ref count. But it was a nearfall. Roman Reigns breathed heavily and his heart raced. He was still in this. He just needed the resilience to get up and get back in the driver's seat. Randy Orton grabbed his own head in frustration, not knowing what to do, because he thought that would be it. He had no plan B, but he got back on Reigns and stomped all over his body heavily before knee dropping his skull. Randy Orton went for the cover again-another nearfall. Out of more frustration Orton headed up top and waited for his enemy to rise. As soon as Reigns did, the Viper striked quickly with a crossbody, but Roman Reigns caught him. Randy Orton squirmed in the hands of Roman Reigns as he was tossed like a ragdoll from a fallaway slam. He tried to regroup, resting his body on the second rope but that was a big mistake.

Roman charged outside of the ring and hit a big apron kick. Randy grabbed his head in pain.

Now those voices yelled at him. They scolded him and he ignored them while he was down. He refused to get up. Roman Reigns went for a cover but only got a one count. Randy Orton slowly decided to get to his feet, just so he could be knocked back down by a thundering Superman punch. Another nearfall. Roman Reigns cursed in frustration, then backed into the cornered as he roared a mighty roar, imitating a lion. He pounded his fist into the ground and got into a charging stance as though he were a football player or a warrior. Randy Orton was motivated to get up by the voices, but it was the wrong time to. He was hit with a powerful spear that came at him like a wrecking ball. (Lol.)

Orton experienced the cover in slow motion, he was barely conscious-the voices kept him awake. At the count of two, Randy Orton's eyes opened wide, and right before the referee slapped his hand down for three his shoulder was up.

Roman Reigns couldn't accept Randy kicking out of that too well. He did everything he could to keep Orton down, keeping him grounded with chokes and holds. Randy eventually made it to his feet as he fought through a grounded headlock, and immediately spun swiftly to connect a stiff and painful backbreaker. Roman Reigns grabbed his back in pain as Randy Orton rolled him out of the ring. He began to bash Roman's head on anything in site-commentary table, steel steps, the barricade, the steel under the ring apron. Roman Reigns just couldn't keep up and he was becoming weak and defenseless. Orton hit a critical hangman DDT off of the commentary table, spiking Roman's head off the floor as his head bounced off of it. Randy brought Reigns and himself back in at the count of 8 and continued his vicious attack. Orton hit multiple knee drops until he stalked Reigns once more. He was at eye level with the grounded and fallen warrior, as he got ready to RKO him for a second time. Roman got up, and not knowing where he was he was hit with an RKO. It was definitely lights out for him, but Randy Orton wasn't in a rush for the cover. The voices began to talk him into something else.

Randy Orton listened to the voices and slowly backed to the corner. He grabbed the ropes on each side of the corner and stretched his body out, gnashing his teeth again. He waited for Roman to get on his hands and knees to try to get up.

Randy Orton ran at full speed towards him and punt kicked his lights out. The cover was made and the match was over. A lot of fans were very dissapointed, and some cheered but the commentators really gave Randy Orton credit.

After all, he had proved that he was still one of the top superstars. He proved that he could do things on his own without the help of anyone. But nobody knew that the voices motivated him. His next objective was to claim what he believed what was rightfully his.

Stay tuned for the next chapter!