Summary: Sometimes the people you think you know are the ones who shock you the most. For Peyton Levesque, Randy Orton is one big mystery and the man she thought she knew is nothing like the man behind the story-lines. Randy/OCs
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I met the woman I call my mother when I was 12 years old, my dad being a wrestler it was so hard for him to go on true dates, no one wanted an almost teenager along for the ride. I'd seen her on TV opposite my father but I didn't know Dad was serious until he brought her home. Dad and Steph had gone out to the carnival and for the first time I got to go. I remember a year later, on valentines day that Dad asked her to marry him and I prayed she'd say yes. I wanted to finally have a complete family, to really have completeness, I begged in my mind's eye that she'd say yes, she had to. Of course she did and you all know the story from then on. But this story isn't about them. It's about me, this is my story. And it all started with a dream and a punt to the head...
My name is Peyton Madison Levesque, I'm 18 years old, 19 soon on June 19th, 2009. But that is besides the point, you wanted to know about me right? My mom was my dad's high school sweetheart, she never wanted me. So the day I was born after she had me, she tossed me into my father's arms. He named me and took care of me the best he could. But I spent most of my childhood in Nashua, New Hampshire with my grandparents Patricia and Paul SR Levesque because of my dad's busy work schedule. I'm French Canadian from my father's side and Irish on my mother's side. Her name was Sheila O'Leary and to this day I still hate her guts. When I wasn't doing the whole athletic thing in highschool, which meant my summer breaks, I was at backstage with my Dad. I had a few friends in the business namely Maryse , Mickie, Kelly Kelly, and then of course the boys in the back Randy, Cena, Rhodes and Dibiase, Punk and the Hardyz. Everyone else didn't even bother talking to me because apparently as Randy told me my Dad warned everyone off. I didn't really have any issues with the boys in the back except for one but after Randy caught the guy I'm not going to mention names in my locker room, Randy beat the hell out of him and we never spoke about it to anyone. But enough about my childhood drama let's get to the good stuff. In high school I was the only girl on the football team and wrestling team so it was pretty much a no brainer I would join the WWE. MY Dad being who he was and Steph being my adoptive mom made it pretty much a breeze to get into the business. But it wasn't until January 19th that I caught anyone's eye.
January 19th 2009, we all know that date. The Date Vince McMahon got punted in the head, the date that started it all. That was the day I was to debut. The Match prior to the end of Raw was my first match in the WWE, I remember being so nervous. My dad told me to lighten up that I'd do fine, hell even Ma tried to get me to calm down but I had that Levesque Nervousness, big moments come up and we just end up a bundle of nerves. The lights changed as the music hit. Shinedown's Sin with a Grin hit the speakers and I remember stepping out onto the ramp, everyone in the crowd giving me a curious look. Leather tights, and as black shirt with the words Peyton Helmsley up the sides, this was it. I heard Lillian's voice as she called out my stats. This was it, the big surprise, no one in the back knew I was debuting. Well except for the people involved in the promo scene coming up after this match. Namely Legacy, My grandfather and Stephanie McMahon-Levesque, my mother.
"FROM GREENWICH CONNECTICUT, WEIGHING IN AT 168 POUNDS, PEYTON HELMSLEY!!!!" It was so surreal as I stepped into the ring with Beth Phoenix. I knew the score, I was going to shock the crowd by winning the women's title on my first night, that was the storyline at least. I also knew what would be happening after this match. The match was pretty straight forward, Beth and I traded blows and after a while she dominated the match. Finally I took back the match from her with an aerial move I learned from my dear ole friend Chris Jericho, a Lion-Sault but with a twist, literally. I went for the pin and she kicked out with authority before going for her finisher. I blocked it and brought her down with my own finisher, a double arm under-hook known as the pedigree but instead of bringing her face down into the mat like my dad did, I brought her down into my knees and hooked the leg getting the pin and the title. That's when I heard the "NO Chance In Hell" Music. I took the congratulations,Then Jericho and finally Steph came out. I listened to their little back and forth comments until Jericho went to the back and I heard "Voices." Randy Orton made his way out to the ring. I listened to his little monologue about how Steph needed to apologize and even though I knew it was all story-lined that didn't matter when he came to the portion about my baby sisters I got upset and got in his face. I mean I knew Randy would never say that anyhow, anyway I mean he was practically family behind the scenes but it still pissed me off enough to get right in his face. So did Steph who Vince made leave the ring. That's when he did something off the books, something I wasn't expecting. He grabbed me by the arm and forcefully spun me towards him. I knew I had to do a storyline with Randy, and I knew Randy pretty well I used to have the worlds biggest crush on him and he damn well knew it. It was funny, he used to call me his girl all the time just to keep some of the other wrestlers off my back. That was until he had met Samantha. I hated Sam not because she had Randy but because she was a two-timing no good bitch. I remembered how badly it broke Randy's heart to find out she had been sleeping with someone else. He had wanted to propose to her and came home to that the night he was going to. Knowing Randy as one of my best friends outside the business, that was probably why his next move surprised me so much.
"So you think...I dunno just because you're second generation you can get in my face and talk to me like that? Huh Helmsley is that what you think? Spitfire, I like that." He roughly kissed me, possessively and dominating, nothing sweet or passionate about it. But the strange thing was I liked it. I knew from the looks on Steph and Vince's faces that this was in the script I just wasn't told about it for the surprise factor. I gave him a stunned flabbergasted look as he picked up my title right off my shoulder. He smirked. I tried not to get so caught up in his words but he just had this way about his promos that were stunning.
"Legacy needs one more member to complete it. Evolution never let a girl in...maybe we should change that Peyt​? Think about it huh?" Vince demanded he apologize but Orton wouldn't. He smacked him and then punted him in the head. I went to fight back when Orton grabbed me from behind as Cody Rhodes and Ted Dibiase rushed to the ring. My mom was comforting my grandfather trying to get him help as I was kept into the side turnbuckle. Randy's hand gripping my arm forcefully and I knew what was coming and braced myself for it. The RKO, I took the bump laying onto the mat as Steph was torn between who to rush to. But she didn't have a chance to get to me, Orton picked me up tossing me over his shoulder and made the split second decision to nod to Legacy and run off towards the Limo in the backstage area and leave. That was when the cameras yelled cut and I looked up at Randy a little dazed. He was smirking down at me a little amused, I could tell.
"First bump?" Funny that he would ask when he knew it was my first bump, pompous jerk. I nodded and he chuckled brushing my hair back a bit, tracing my jawline. Okay he was so close to me this was unreal, my heart started racing and my skin got goosebumps, but I assured myself he was just checking on me as a best friend would. But then, then he changed everything. I couldn't figure this guy out. He changed the game with his actions. He got close to my lips and whispered. "You'll get used to it Kiddo." He was about to kiss me when the knock on the limo door broke us apart destroying the moment. I looked up to see my dad standing there holding Murphy who was down with a fever. He looked a little worried and opened the door. Most likely Aurora was being fawned over by Uncle Shawn and his son Cameron who always tried to get Aurora to play Cowboys and Indians with him, cliched but that was Cameron. I looked up at my dad, okay so someone hadn't gotten much sleep and looked tired as hell.
"I can't get her to stop crying. And I wanted to congratulate you and find Steph because she can get her calmed down." I took my baby sister from my father and rocked her, letting the frazzled man relax for a moment. I felt bad for the old man, he hated when I called him that but I loved getting on his nerves that way. He gave me a gave me a quick look and I rocked Murphy getting her to coo and pull my hair like she always did. Thankfully that was one thing I got from my dad, the long blonde hair.
"Uh she went to the med center to make it more real. I can get Murphy calmed down for a while till we find Ma." He nodded and looked at me for a long stare. He frowned as we walked towards the medical center. I shrugged. I didn't know what his deal was as I pulled Murphy's cheetos covered fingers out of my hair for the twentith time. Ugh what did Dad do give he a whole bag of cheetos again in desperation? I noticed him staring again and gave him a look that clearly said "what gives?"
"What? Dad, what?" He shook his head and muttered to himself something that sounded a lot like "I must be seeing things." I bit my lip and he finally broke the silence.
"Uh was Randy just about to kiss you?" I shook my head vigorously. I don't know if he believed it or not I mean he probably figured hell Randy's my best friend he wouldn't dare kiss my little girl that was like a crime against brotherhood. Guys confused me so much.,
"No Dad, he was just making sure I took the bump okay that was all. I was a little woozy from all the excitement." At least that was what I told my dad, because in all reality I knew Randy pretty well and he was a nice guy behind the scenes, a player but a nice guy. I had never once seen Randy act that way with me before. I had always been the Kid to him. Was he seeing me for more, finally? After all these years of my crush on him? I shook the thoughts from my head. That had been last Monday, and now it was Raw again. I'd have to see Randy once more but was I ready? I guess we'd tell in time. But I never was ready for Randy's sudden appearance because the minute I stopped thinking about last Monday, his voice broke my thoughts. I had been standing there leaning out the doors of the Arena smoking a Kools cigarette when he came strolling up with Dibiase and Rhodes, his shades on which were so unnecessary and a smirk plastered onto his face. He grabbed the pack from my hand, popped one into his mouth took my blue frosted lighter I got from the dollar store and then lit up taking a long drag watching me clearly amused. Then his little sarcasm voice broke the silence, like I said the first thing that drug me from my thoughts had to of course been him and his snide comment.
"You know those things will kill you right?"