Summary: Jesse Hawk was the son of a dead beat, no name jobber, but he never let anyone know about his background. He was a high flyer, suave, a ladies' man, and Randy Orton's protégé. Just like Randy, he had high ambitions and dangerous enemies. So when he finally gets his chance to challenge his mentor for the WWE Title, will the two be able to engage in friendly competition, or will friendship crumble over the prize they both covet?
Disclaimer: I don't own the WWE, or any affiliated stuff. But I do own Jesse, so TAKE THAT COPYRIGHT INFRINGEMENT LAWS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
All I felt was that sudden adrenaline rush that your body gives you when you slip and are about to fall. And then nothing. And now here I am, laying on the mat, some first responder guys and my mentor, my friend, my brother Randy Orton standing over me.
"JESSE!" he screams. It seems far away, it doesn't matter. Suddenly, Ted and Cody are next to him. Just now, Randy got up and looked at Cody, anger oozing from every pore, it seems. He draws back and slugs Cody in the face. Cody's nose is bleeding, but he doesn't fight back. I think he knows he deserves it. I laugh a little.
"Randy!" Ted exclaims. "He's talking!" Randy's over me again.
"Jess, Kid, talk to me!" he's yelling. "Say something!" I try and raise my head.
"Get him Orton…" I say weakly. It takes too much energy, though, and I fall back to the mat. Now everything is fuzzy. It's all fading…
I think my life is flashing before my eyes. It's like I'm watching it from third person…