Well, that one review got me all happy. Thank you so much for it. This one was hard for me to write, but I think I pulled it off. I hope you enjoy. Again, Matthew is the only character I own.


Matthew couldn't take his eyes off the picture in front of him.

"Wait, wait, wait. I am the brother of a WWE Superstar? The parents that I've known for seventeen years, the parents who've taken care of me all this time, the parents that I've loved ... aren't my parents at all?"

"I've been looking forward to this moment for years, bro. When we lost you, mom and pop went crazy, but I cried for weeks straight. When you were born, I couldn't contain myself. I had a kid brother that would look up to me. One that I could protect when things went bad. When I lost you ... a part of me had been ripped right out of me. Even through high school, I daydreamed of finding you. Nearly every time I ended up with tears in my eyes or my fist through the wall."

"Lost me?"

Randy took a deep breath. It pained him to even think of what happened to Matthew.

"You were a year old. Your first birthday couldn't have been two or three weeks before. Pop was on a short vacation, and he decided to take us camping for a few days. We set up the tents, got a fire started, toasted hot dogs, marshmallows, the usual stuff you do when you camp. Mom let you taste a marshmallow, you were crazy for them."

"I love marshmallows", Matthew thought to himself.

"Night came, Dad rolled out the sleeping bags in the tents. I shacked up with Dad and Mom slept with you in the tent next to us. We went to sleep, looking forward to fishing the next day."

Randy paused for a moment.

Matthew cocked his head. "What happened?"

"Mom was screaming. She woke up and you weren't there. The camp was ransacked, Dad's wallet was gone, Mom's purse was gone ... You were gone."

Matthew could see a tear rolling down Randy's cheek. Through a couple of sobs, Randy continued.

"Dad took the rest of the day looking for you. I stayed with Mom in the truck, the doors locked. We sat there and cried. The only thing I could look at was the picture Mom gave me of me hugging you."

"This same one?", Matthew asked.

Randy nodded. "Dad called the police after he came back, and it felt like the whole state was looking for you. A month passed. I wasn't paying attention in school. Mom was depressed. Dad took a break to try to cheer up Mom, but he was just as depressed as she was."

Randy started crying now. A tear rolled down Matthew's cheek as well, and Matthew embraced Randy. The two gave each other a big bear hug, Matthew slightly cutting Randy's breath off.

"Damn, kid, you've got some arms on ya."

"Well, I do have the Orton genes." Matthew playfully punched Randy in the arm.

"ORTON!" Matthew and Randy both jumped at the loud scream. Hardcore Holly walked out from behind a door and laughed. He gave a strange look at Matthew and held out his hand to Randy. "Good match, rookie." Randy smiled and shook Holly's hand.

"Who's the kid?"

"Um ...", Randy hesitated. "Bob, this is my kid brother, Matthew."

Holly looked confused. "You have a brother?" Matthew chuckled. "I said the same thing." Holly looked even more confused.

Randy broke the silence. "Long story, Bob. We ran into each other today."

"Quite literally", Matthew added. Holly shook his head and left the area. "Jeez, what a hardhead."

"Tell me about it". Randy rubbed his sore back.

Stone Cold Steve Austin's music started to play, and Randy was looking around for him. Matthew, however, reached into his pocket and answered his cell phone. "I've got to go. Mom ... well ... she's wondering where I am."

Randy's eyes widened. "Wait. Why don't you come with me? You could be my manager out there. Two Ortons for the price of one."

Matthew's heart raced. To be part of the WWE was one of his lifelong dreams, but he never thought it could actually come true. "Randy, I would give anything to do that ... but I have some business to take care of first."

"What do you mean?"

"My parents have some explaining to do."

Matthew started trudging toward the exit, but Randy stopped him.

"Here, take my cell phone number. Call me when you're ready."

Matthew nodded and continued on, balling his fists in anger.


Matthew sat quietly in the car ride back home. He would occasionally glance at his mother driving, but he didn't say anything. Matthew wanted both his parents in the same room before he blew his lid. He was one hundred percent convinced that Randy was his brother and his "parents" weren't his parents at all.

Pulling into the driveway, Matthew could feel his heart racing. He was about to confront the two people he loved most in this world about the one thing they had kept hidden from him all his life. Walking inside, he strolled over to the fridge and pulled out a bottle of water. Matthew sat down at the dinner table, where both of them were eating pizza.

"Who are you?"

His father stopped mid chew. "What are you talking about?"

"You two aren't my real parents."

Matthew's mother dropped her glass, spilling tea all over the table. She glanced at her husband, looking for some kind of an answer.

"Where did you get me?"

Silence. No response.

Matthew raised his voice. "Where did you get me?"

He saw a tear roll down his mother's cheek.

Matthew took a deep breath and yelled at the top of his lungs. "WHERE DID YOU GET ME?"

The man across from Matthew broke the silence. "Son ..."

"DON'T CALL ME 'SON'!"

"... We intended to tell you when turned eighteen. Matthew, you're adopted."

Matthew rolled his eyes, wanting something more specific. "I'll ask one more time. Where did you get me?"

"We got you from an orphanage when you were two. We tried for years to have a child of our own, but it never worked out."

"An orphanage? Did you ask them where I came from?"

"Yes ... but all they told us is that a woman came to our doorstep crying, shoved you in the caretaker's arms, and ran off."

Matthew looked down at the floor. He wasn't going to get an answer from them. "Look ... I met someone at SmackDown! who looked just like me. Apparently, he's been missing a brother for five years. He took out a picture of him when he was a kid, and he was hugging me. He told me all about how I was taken from them, even saying how I started liking marshmallows."

Matthew chuckled. "I love me some damn marshmallows", he thought to himself.

"Who is this person?", asked the woman.

"His name is Randy Orton. He's a WWE Superstar."

The two looked at each other in shock.

"He's offered to take me with him to meet my real parents. He's even offered me a spot as his manager."

The man looked down at his now cold pizza. Glancing at his wife, he spoke one more time. "If that is what it takes to make you happy, go ahead. That's all we've ever wanted for you."

Matthew looked up at the man, who started to tear up. Heart sinking, Matthew got up and hugged both of them. After a short bout of crying and sobbing, Matthew took a step back and spoke.

"I really ... appreciate what you've ... done for me. But I want to meet ... my real family."

Walking upstairs to his room, he grabbed the three suitcases he owned, and started packing everything he had. Pictures of his friends from high school, his birthday parties, medals from weightlifting, clothes, books, even his video game systems all went into the suitcases. Dragging all three of them down to the base of the stairs, he dialed the number he received earlier tonight.

"Come get me, bro."

"With pleasure", he heard on the other end of the line. Matthew told Randy directions to his house and hung up. He sat in the living room of the house, looking and tearing up at old photo albums. Before he knew it, he saw lights pull up in the driveway and the honk of a horn. Matthew gave one last hug to the people who cared for him for fifteen years, turned around, and headed out the door.

Randy was standing near the open trunk of the car, and helped Matthew fit everything in there. After hugging Randy, Matthew took one last look to his former parents, waved, and stepped in the car. Randy backed out of the driveway and started to drive back to his hotel. It was time for Matthew to live the life he dreamed ... and deserved.


How will the newly found brothers get along in the WWE? How will Matthew react upon meeting his real parents? Look for the next chapter same RKO time, same RKO channel!

Okay, that was lame. I won't do it again. But please, read and review.

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