Characters: Randy Orton, Trish Stratus, AJ Styles, Christopher Daniels, Jeff Hardy, Alex Shelley, Paul London, Brian Kendrick, Melina Perez, Maria Kanellis, Jillian Hall, Stacy Keibler, Trinity, and an OC character Caleb.

Summary: Randy and Trish are from two completely different worlds. He's dead, she's not, her family hunts his to save humanity, and his family hunts hers for their blood. But when he's forced to befriend her, will their relationship defy their families trust in them?

Two Different Worlds: Part 1

Randy Orton yelled in pain as the sharp blade of the knife struck his abdomen. Arena Light forced him up against the wall and drew the stake from her sheath on her hip.

"Say goodbye, Orton." She whispered, angrily.

Randy's black eyes shined and he laughed, "I don't think so." He replied, grabbing the stake from her hand and shoving it into her heart.

"Pathetic." He said, as he watched her writhe on the floor in pain, amusement clear on his handsome features.

He slowly kneeled by her side, "You know, I could just let you die like this, with all the pain, or I could just bite you and kill you that way," He reached his cold hand to touch her cheek. "And let me tell you, the bite would be much less painful." He said, smoothly.

"Screw you, Orton." Arena hissed, even though she could barely say anything above a whisper.

"Have it your way. I was going to feed off of you anyway." Randy picked her up by her arms and brought his mouth to her neck, he slowly licked the place where he could see her pulse beating, he smiled and pushed his fangs into her throat and began to drink profusely, ignoring her moan when the fangs first entered her throat.

Soon after he felt her body go limp, and he knew she was dead. He removed his mouth from her throat and threw her to the ground.

"I told you Arena, I told you that if you mess with me you would regret it, yes, I am a vampire, and yes I enjoy killing as much as Christopher, but you were foolish to think that you could ever destroy me." He laughed, walking out of the old abandoned building, his first kill of the Light family.

200 Years Later

"Trish! Come on, you have to do better than that!" Jeff Hardy yelled at his sister, who was currently fighting her brother Alex.

"I'm trying!" Trish yelled back, trying to punch Alex in the jaw, but she was too slow and he easily grabbed her wrist and brought it behind her back.

"Stop!" Jeff yelled, "Hold her like that." He told Alex, who was standing behind Trish, still holding her wrist behind her back.

Jeff shook his head in disappointment when he stopped in front of Trish. "You're not focusing."

"Yes I am, I just started training a month ago, lay off me would ya?" Trish said, trying to pull from Alex's grasp, which obviously didn't work because he was ten times stronger than she was.

"Do you want them to kill us Trish? Do you want them to kill you?" Jeff brought his face very close to hers, "Because that is what is going to happen if you don't start focusing!" He yelled.

"What if I don't want to fight?!" Trish yelled back, as she felt Alex's grip loosen.

Trish pulled away from him and stormed angrily into the house.

"Why don't you take it easy on her, Jeff? She's still learning the basics of fighting." Alex said, obviously trying to reason with his brother.

"Because, if I take it easy on her then she wouldn't develop the right attitude to kill them bastards, especially Orton. You know damn well that when he meets her if she doesn't have the attitude that Maria and Jillian has, then with one smile toward her she's going to not go through with the kill. But if she develops the same type of hate that I have for him then she will." Jeff replied, picking up a few weapons that they had used that day.

"But she's seventeen Jeff. You've been working her way to hard for the past moth, she's trying, isn't that enough?"

Jeff turned and faced Alex, an obviously annoyed and pissed off expression evident on his face.

"Enough?" He asked, sarcastically laughing. "NO! It's not enough that she's trying! I know she's trying! But trying is not going to bring her the strength to kill that son-of-a-bitch!" Jeff said, walking into the house.

"This is never going to change." Alex mumbled to himself as he walked into the house as well.

The Veda Mansion

"Dude, I'm fucking hungry." AJ Styles complained, as he lounged on the black sofa in the old mansion that his family currently occupied.

"Well, we can't feed until later tonight." Randy replied, closing the black curtains more so that they wouldn't have to deal with the sunlight.

"I know. I can't wait. I want to find a pretty teenage girl, high as hell from a party, that way she can't fight, and then drink her blood." AJ said, laughing.

Randy rolled his eyes at his 'brother', "You see, that's what I don't like, you like the easy prey, the prey that can't fight back. I on the other hand, love when the helpless mortal tries to fight back and screams in pain as my fangs sink into her throat." Randy smiled at the thought. "Kinda turns me on."

"Dude, what do you do, rape them after you kill them?" AJ asked, laughing more.

"No, I wait until they wake up and are one of us, then I fuck them." Randy smiled again, "That's how it was when I changed Stacy."

"Well, Stacy was a slut before you changed her." AJ pointed out.

"Hey! I don't appreciate people talking about me like that, AJ."

AJ turned his attention to Stacy, who had just entered the room.

"Well that's your problem. You gave yourself the reputation when you were human."

"Whatever." Stacy hissed.

She rolled her eyes and sat on Randy's lap. "Randy, I'm bored." She complained.

"How can you be bored? I brought you a guy to torture in any way you want when I came home from hunting last night." Randy said, annoyed that she had interrupted his conversation.

"Well, he wasn't being any fun, I mean yeah, he was begging for his life and everything, but when I showed him my fangs he actually begged me to change him into one of us. You know how it bores me when they're willing." She said, kissing Randy's neck. "So I killed him."

"Randy, Christopher wants you." Trinity, another vampire said, as she walked into the living room.

Randy stood, which caused Stacy to fall from his lap. "Alright." He said, walking out of the room.

"Why does he always ignore me?" Stacy complained, sitting on the couch pouting like a two-year-old.

"Because he doesn't like you." AJ replied, simply.

Christopher's Room

Randy knocked on the bedroom door, when he heard Christopher answer and say 'Come in' he opened the door and entered the room.

"Yeah, Chris?" Randy asked.

Christopher Daniels was the most powerful vampire around, out of any vampire family. He had the most strength of any vampire, the only thing he couldn't do was go out in the sunlight. For these vampire's the older and more powerful you got, the less time you could survive without being burned by the sunlight.

Randy was almost as powerful, even though he was nowhere near Chris's age, Chris was 435 years old, and Randy was only 216 years old. But since it had been Chris who had changed Randy when he was 17, he maintained the look of a teenager, even though he was anything but that.

Even though Randy had so much power that he shouldn't be able to survive in the sunlight long, for some reason he could survive in the sunlight for as long as he wanted. This, Christopher definitely took advantage of.

"I have a job for you." Christopher said, calmly.

Randy sat down in one of the chairs in front of the big black desk that Chris sat behind.

"What is it?"

"I need you to befriend Trish." He said, simply.

Randy's already pale face turned even paler. "I need to what?"

"Befriend Trish."

"Trish? As in Trish Light? The daughter of Alexandra Light? The woman I killed twelve years ago? That Trish?"

"Yes."

Randy couldn't believe it, "Why?" That was all he could manage to say.

He was so confused. Christopher had more hate for the Light family than Randy himself and Randy despised them with every fiber of his being.

"Because, I hear they're training her. She knows what me and AJ look like, she however doesn't know what you look like, it's the perfect opportunity."

"But… how am I supposed to be nice? I'm a vampire Chris, no matter how good looking I am and no matter how good of an actor I am, if she mentions something about you or anyone else I care about, I will end up killing her." Randy pointed out. He really did not want to do this at all.

"No." Christopher said firmly. "I don't like her or her family either, but you will not kill her. You will get her to fall in love with you, then in front of her family, you will kill her."

Randy thought about it for a moment and smiled, "Well, at least I get to have some fun with it then, huh?"

"Exactly." Chris said, smiling as well.

"Okay, well if that's all-" Christopher interrupted Randy before he could say anything else.

"There's more." Chris started. "You look like a seventeen-year-old Randy, so in order to get close to her, you will start high school tomorrow."

Randy laughed, "High school? Chris, I'm 216 years old, don't you think I'm a little old for high school?"

"You will do as I say. You are the only one of us that can stay out in the sunlight for as long as you want, and you're also the only one that can change your black vampiric eye color to blue human color. You will do this." Chris demanded.

"Okay, I'll do it." Randy agreed.

"Good, be at school by eight o'clock tomorrow morning. That's all, go hunt now."

Randy nodded and left the room, he went to his room and sat on his bed, "Befriend and have Trish Light fall in love with me? How the hell am I supposed to do that? She kills my kind and I kill hers. There is no way that I can stand to be around her, it's going to be torture. But Christopher commanded me, and I have to do it. So, I guess I start high school tomorrow morning. Oh Yay." Randy thought to himself sarcastically.

Author's Note: What do you think? This is a little bit different then I am used to writing. Lately I've been getting REALLY into the vampire books and stuff. So, yeah, R&R.