No Way Out was probably going to be my worst nightmare. I never given much thought as to what I would do if my father was injured at the hands of Randy Orton, but right now seemed to be the best time to start thinking of that possibility. I had the most uneasy feeling about the match, that I thought I was going to be sick.
I had been able to escape from Randy for a bit so I could go see Shawn and Hunter, but they seemed to be hiding. I had asked multiple superstars where they could be but none of them had even seen a glimpse of them. I had even gone as far as to ask Mark Calaway, of course, he grunted and shrugged his shoulders before he walked off.
Last week's match on RAW against Randy Orton and Hunter had gone horribly wrong. Hunter had intended to go out there and beat Randy to a pulp so he couldn't make it to No Way Out but it seemed as if Randy was doing the most damage. Hunter had been able to get some great shots in and even two pedigrees. Somehow, Randy had been able to kick out and get Hunter with a sneak attack RKO. Randy had won.
After the show, I saw Hunter being helped to the medics, bleeding from the top of his head. I went to go to him but Randy put his hand on my shoulder, holding me back from seeing him. I had gone to argue with him but when I saw Ted's face, I decided it was better to follow Randy's orders and stay away from Shawn and Hunter until Sunday.
The air around the locker room on Sunday was so tense; I was wishing Gordon Ramsey would walk through the door to cut it with a knife. Though, of course, I always over think things, I was, in fact, Shawn's daughter so it came with the territory. I watched as Randy got ready in the locker room with glossy eyes.
My career hung in the balance.
It wasn't so easy to let go of things. In fact, it was quite difficult, but I trusted Shawn to do the right thing. Either way it went, I would thank my father for trying. He never gave up easily and I knew if he lost, he would get back up and call for a rematch.
But I could only handle so much.
My mind was so warped at the moment I didn't even hear the beginning of Shawn's entrance music. My head snapped towards the TV when he was getting in the ring and I saw Randy leave the locker room. Ted, Cody, and I would not be going out to the ring with him, nor would we interfere in the match. We had all been banned from ringside.
WWE played a promo about what happened in the past between Randy and Shawn. I flinched during all the hits between the main guys in my life at the moment. I sighed and ran my fingers through my hair. Ted sat down next to me and took my hand in his.
"It'll be alright, Kayley. It's all going to be alright." Ted assured.
I didn't believe him because the bell rang.
Randy and Shawn looked at each other for a while before locking up. Randy backed Shawn in the corner but kept reversing before Randy finally got Shawn to stay in the corner. Shawn fought back when Randy had gotten tired of hearing the referee bitch at him. Randy was slapped in the chest by Shawn before he finally pushed him into the corner and started to send punches his way.
Shawn got two punches in and smacked his chest until Randy was backed into the opposite corner. They went through all the corners, each switching for the upper hand. Randy finally got Shawn to the ground and held him in a headlock. Shawn somehow ended up on his back on the ground with Randy on his stomach but Shawn lifted himself up and pushed Randy off him. Randy countered by kicking him in the stomach.
Shawn kept slapping his chest until Randy grew tired of this and rebounded off the ropes, giving Shawn a face buster. Shawn hit the mat and groaned. I sighed and leaned forwards clutching Ted hand. Randy pushed Shawn into the corner and proceeded to kick his mid stomach over and over again until he Irish Whipped him to the corner. Shawn hit the corner so hard he fell to the mat and I took a sharp intake of breath. Shawn's reconstructed back was going to be put through hell at the hands of Randy Orton.
I was now thinking of the possibilities of Randy Orton taking out my father.
Randy went for a breather before returning to the injured Shawn Michaels, pulling him up to his feet to cause more damage. Randy threw him against the turnbuckles again but didn't allow Shawn to hit the mat, instead he gave Shawn a back breaker and I cringed as I heard Shawn yell out in pain. I saw my father roll around the mat as Randy came back for more.
Randy sent punched to Shawn head and went for another back breaker which Shawn countered but Randy countered Shawn's move and threw him against the ropes. Randy went for a clothesline but Shawn got out of it, sending Randy to the mat. Shawn didn't wait another moment and grabbed Randy's legs, locking him in the Figure 4. Randy yelled out and started to hit his back against the mat over and over again as Shawn applied more pressure. Randy to the ropes but the ref couldn't do anything. Shawn was now in the middle of the ring, applying the most pressure he has ever done. Shawn broke it after about a minute and 30 seconds.
The ref counted but only got to 4 before Randy was on his feet. Shawn dropped kicked Randy down to the matt and the ref counted again but he was, once again, up at 4. Shawn went for a cross body but Randy ducked down and pulled the ropes down with him, making Shawn fly over the top rope to the ground below.
Randy threw the covering of the announce table off and took the TV's out. When he was finished he slammed Shawn's head into the steel steps before clearing the table completely off. He picked Shawn up and set him on a table. He got Shawn up in the air to flip him and Shawn countered. Shawn sent punched to him but Randy fell off the wrong side, falling towards the ring and not the table.
Shawn pushed Randy back into the ring before climbing to the top turnbuckle. Randy kicked Shawn in the stomach and went for a power bomb but Shawn flipped him over the top rope, sending Randy to the ground below.
That's when Shawn got reckless.
When the ref got to the count of 5, Randy was up. Shawn went to jump over the ropes but saw Randy had backed out of the way, so he stopped on the apron, he went for a loin cross body onto Randy, but he failed. Shawn was sent through the announce table because Randy had ducked out of the way at the last moment. My father went through the table, sending it crashing to the floor with his body.
"Oh my god!" I yelled. I got up but Ted pulled me down.
"We can't go out there!"
I wanted to cry and I hesitantly sat back down.
The ref was fighting with Randy, telling him to get back in the ring. The camera turned towards Shawn and I cringed. Shawn was bleeding and he was bleeding badly from his forehead. I gasped as Shawn was up at 6 and Randy growled. Randy punched him a few times before throwing him back into the ring. Randy got on top of him and beat him, sending the blood all over his face. I gripped Ted's hand harder.
"Stay down!" Randy screamed.
At 7, Shawn was up. Randy went back at him, punching and clothelining him over and over again. Randy just wanted this to end and everyone could tell, but Shawn kept getting up.
Shawn held out his hands. "Come on!" He yelled at Randy, blood pouring out of his cut and down his face.
I shook my head. My dad could be so stubborn and not know when to give up. That's where I get it from…
Randy sent more punches to him and Shawn went back on the mat. The ref counting once again. I heard JR and King comment on the match and Shawn's stubbornness. I had to agree with some of their points, but that is what made everyone love Shawn, his will to do anything he has to do for something he loves. But this was different, this was his daughter.
"Stay down!" Randy screamed. "Stay down damn it!"
Shawn held up his hands, motioning for more.
Randy sent right hands over and over until Shawn retaliated with his own until he finally got the upper hand. Randy growled and gave Shawn a spine buster when he was thrown against the ropes. The ref counted again.
6.
Randy looked shocked.
He growled and got out of the ring. He grabbed a chair and smiled before climbing back into the ring. Randy slammed the chair into Shawn's back. I saw my father arch up in pain and fall to the mat. Randy threw the chair down and motioned for the ref to count.
"No!" Randy shouted.
9.
Shawn was up on wobbly legs. Randy went for the RKO on the chair but Shawn countered; Shawn slammed his back against the chair before launching Randy into the top turnbuckle. Ted winced as Randy's face connected with the turnbuckle. Shawn grabbed the chair and hit Randy so hard in the face with it; the smack reverberated through the arena for 2 seconds. The ref counted.
4.
Randy was bleeding. Both men were giving each other punches, each sending each other to the mat. Shawn giving it all he had and Randy giving his. Ted and I could tell Randy still have a bit more left than Shawn did in his whole body.
Just when I thought Shawn couldn't give anymore, he surprised everyone. Propelling himself up with his legs and standing tall in front of the crowd. It didn't matter that he was bleeding all that mattered was the fact he was fighting for his daughter. He was up at the count of 7 with Randy still down.
Shawn gave Randy a bunch of right hands, his face bloody. He gave Randy the atomic adverted drop on his knee. Randy was lying in the ring while he climbed to the top of the rope. I shook my head and smiled as he hit the Flying Elbow to the heart of Randy. I squeezed Ted's hand as Shawn went to the corner, stomping his feet. Tuning up the band.
Randy countered though, giving Shawn a low blow and I flinched. I hoped he didn't want any more children. Randy stirred first but Shawn was up first. Both now giving each other right hands. Throwing each other against the ropes until Shawn put Randy in the sleeper. Randy dropped to his knees and we watched as Randy went down. Shawn let go when he thought Randy was out. The ref counted.
9.
I groaned. It had to go on. This was getting horrible and I didn't know if I could watch my fate being played in front of me. I didn't want my father to get his hurt at the hands of Randy. This is not what I wanted at all. Randy pushed Shawn and ducked a punch. Randy smiled and gave Shawn a DDT.
8.
They had to lean against each other to stay up. Shawn gave Randy a few chest chops before Randy through Shawn into the corner. Shawn went up and sat on the top but Randy was right behind him. Randy went for a suplex but Shawn turned it into a DDT at the last minute. They were both down.
8, again.
They stood up and Randy gave Shawn a RKO, but he was having trouble getting up himself, using the ropes for help. He was up at 4 so the ref went to Shawn.
8.
All of a sudden, Shawn hit the Sweet Chin Music and I sat up straight. I squeezed Ted's hand as the ref counted. Both men were down. Shawn got to his arms then fell back down. I leaned forward. Randy and Shawn were bleeding extremely horribly from their forehead and Shawn's face was in the middle of a puddle of blood.
"10!" The ref yelled and signaled for the bell.
I looked at Ted, questioning. It was over. The match was over. So...who got me?
"Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has decided that since both men could not answer the 10 count, that Randy Orton has won the match and Kayley Michaels!" Lillian yelled into the microphone.
The crowd was up in arm.
"Bullshit! Bullshit! Bullshit!" The chanted.
I sighed and walked out of the locker room with Ted and Cody. We had to go to the ring to collect Randy, who couldn't even stand. Ted and Cody went out first, running towards the ring to get Randy. I walked out slowly, tears threatening to escape from my eyes.
I slid into the ring but didn't go to Randy. I went to Shawn and rolled him to his back. He looked up at me and I sighed. I brushed his hair out of his face, not caring that his blood was now on my hands. His hand wrapped around my wrist and we looked at each other.
"I tried Kayley. I tried. I am so sorry I let you down. I can't believe I let my own daughter slip away like this. Kayley, please don't be mad at me. I am so sorry." Shawn said.
"I would never be mad at you dad. I love you. You tried and that is all I could ask for." I said.
"I didn't try hard enough." He whispered.
I shook my head. "You did all you could do."
"I could have done more." Shawn continued.
I covered his mouth with my free hand. "You did everything you could have done and you tried hard enough for me. Just because you lost me now doesn't mean you will fail next time."
"I love you Kayley." He said.
"I love you too Dad." I said back. I leaned down and kissed his forehead, ignoring the blood that was now on my lips. "They are taking you to the medic's, everything will be fine."
He nodded and the medics took over. Ted pulled me up and helped me out of the ring. Randy was already backstage with Cody. Ted walked me to the top of the ramp and I stopped. I took a deep breath and looked back at the ring.
I nodded to myself and to Shawn.
He had tried and that's all I needed.
Sorry, I'm a day late. We stayed a bit longer than we planned. But like I promised, 3 chapters.