Randy Orton's eyes just scanned the room, ignoring his surroundings, brushing it off, sure he displayed no emotion on the outside, but he had noticed the small man inside the glass chamber the moment he walked, or more so had been dragged, into the room.
"So Randy. Or should that be, Viper?" Stephanie said.
Randy just looked her up and down. No response followed.
"Look Randy, we just want to know how we should address you." Stephanie reassured him.
Once again, Randy kept his mouth shut. He knew why he was here. Unlike Bryan he knew why they had been looking for him. He'd always made a promise with his father that there would be no secrets, and when Randy had reached eighteen, an age his dad thought was appropriate to explain to him what he was, the secret came out.
Randy, like Bryan, was not entirely human. The 'Viper' moniker wasn't just a nickname. He had elements of a snake. Sometimes it would occur in the way that he moved, the venomous tongue that meant he could snap at any moment, and the somewhat cold blood that ran through him, unlike a natural human. And his eyes, the dead expression, it was partially due to this, but much like a viper, he didn't show any emotion. The eyes were the window to the soul. As far as everyone who knew him knew, besides a select few, Randy Orton had no soul.
Kane suddenly grabbed Randy's arm. "Talk, Viper."
Randy just smirked at the large man, a monotonous booming voice then filled the room as curse words such as 'fuck' and 'bastards' were announced, most of them directed at Hunter, Stephanie and Kane. From the glass chamber, Bryan just watched, he couldn't help but smile to himself seeing this. He felt that it'd be hard to get along with this Randy, especially with that mouth, but he thought at one point, he saw a spark there, that seemed to go unnoticed by the others in the room.
Randy then looked directly at Bryan, eye contact being made between them. In that moment, Bryan definitely noticed the spark, the eyes that looked dead showing life, even if just for one second.
Hunter obviously noticed the two glancing at eachother and made note of this. "Kane, let Randy stand on his own two feet. I have an idea." He said, pushing a button that lifted the chamber that Bryan was in. "Randy Orton, meet Bryan Danielson. You two are going to be sharing a room together."
Randy scoffed at the idea. "I am not sharing a room with 'that'." He exclaimed, the eyes looking everywhere but at the person he was addressing.
Stephanie just scowled at Randy. 'Listen Orton, your file says you're hard to handle. We know you'll probably break out at any given moment, along with the little goat boy by there. So, we're going to put you both in our most protected room. You'll be allowed out of your room at the exact same time as everyone else here, but you'll be under further watch. Kane," She stared at the seven foot male. "Go and fetch Sheamus, as you know that he won't take any crap from anybody."
"With pleasure Mrs McMahon." Kane smiled before leaving the room.
There was no conversation in the room, just the rustle of papers as Stephanie and Hunter read over the files of both Randy and Bryan multiple times. The silence was broken when Bryan asked, 'Who's Sheamus?"
Hunter stared down at the small man. "Glad you asked. You see, Sheamus is top security around here. Anybody kicks off, Sheamus kicks them. Anybody tries to escape, Sheamus can catch them. For the first week of your stay here, he will be monitoring your every move."
Bryan gulped in fear at the thought of this man watching him day in day out, while Randy just rolled his eyes at Hunter's claims.
At that moment, a spiky haired, pale, ginger male walked into the room. "You wanted me Mrs McMahon?" The man spoke, a distinct Irish accent in his voice.
"Sheamus. Meet Bryan and Randy. The small one is Bryan, he's part goat, and this man here, is Randy, he's..."
Sheamus stared at Randy in the icy eyes. "I know all about Mr Orton here. How long's it been?"
Randy smirked. "Too long... Stephen."
Bryan just looked at the actions between the two of them, looking back and forth at both mens scowling expressions.
Seeing the stare down, Hunter and Stephanie decided to make themselves scarce. Sheamus would've been able to handle himself in this situation anyway.
"You two know each other?" Bryan asked, still watching their interactions, almost positive that one of them would hit the other if left alone.
"Know each other is right. We worked together until old Stephen Farrelly here got a shoulder injury and quit." Randy smirked at the pale ginger.
"I thought I told you never to call me my real name either, Orton." Sheamus continued the stare down.
Bryan decided to stand in between them, before they ended up killing eachother, staring at Sheamus. The man had handsome qualities, and Bryan wasn't afraid to admit that, although engaged to a woman. Then he looked at Randy. He was sure Randy would be the fantasy of many women everywhere. He had the whole bad boy look about him, and just like Sheamus, had handsome qualities.
In that one moment, Bryan forgot all about his fiance back home, and wondered what it would be like to be held by one of these two men, their lips on his, their facial hair tickling him and his tickling them...
He was suddenly snapped out of his trance by Sheamus coughing. "Well, guess I should take you to your room then fella's." He said, before leading them out of the room and down a corridor. Numerous other people were walking around. Bryan payed attention mainly to a coffee coloured male with long hair, and brown eyes. He was talking to a woman who seemed to be wearing denim shorts and knee high Chuck Taylor's, her long black hair going past her neck. Bryan wanted to know who these people were.
"That's Justin." Sheamus said, answering Bryan's question before it was asked. "He's South African. A pretty boy isn't he? He's part wolf. Apparently werewolf if you believe in all that supernatural mumbo-jumbo."
"So what about the girl?" Bryan asked.
"AJ. She's part spider. According to the records she's part black widow."
Randy scoffed once again. "Why are you even telling us all this?"
"Because the man beside you wanted to know, Orton." Sheamus snarled. There certainly seemed to be no love lost between either of these two.
Once they reached the end of the corridor, Sheamus produced a set of keys, almost immediatly finding the right one to open the door to the room they had stopped outside.
"In you go boys." Sheamus announced as Bryan and Randy walked in, shutting the door behind them and locking it once again. "I'll go and get your things. Don't worry, it's not like prison. Kane always brings your clothes from home once he's got you." The only thing heard after that was Sheamus' footsteps, getting quieter as he walked away.
Brie Bella got home that afternoon to notice that the house was surprisingly quiet. She wandered around the house in search of her fiance, but there was no sign of him. Surely Bryan would be home by now. She tried calling him, but it went straight to voicemail. She repeated this process again and again, but every time it went to voicemail. In a state of panic Brie decided to call two people who would help her whenever she needed them.
"Hello?" Came a female voice on the other end of the line.
"Nicole, it's Brie. Look, any chance I can come speak to you and John ASAP? It's about Bryan. He's missing."
