A Solution to Evolution
Chapter 1 – RAW 8/23
Randy Orton stood in the middle of the ring, kicking off RAW first for the second time in a row. This time, he wasn't wearing an expensive suit; simply black sweatpants and a white shirt. The large bandage was still in place on his head, but besides that, there was no sign of the attack he had endured last week on RAW. "Last week on RAW, Evolution turned against me," he said into the microphone, and was silenced by a round of ferocious booing. "And it was for a real simple reason: jealousy. You see, Hunter is jealous of me," he shifted the title on his shoulder. "I beat Chris Benoit for this title—and he couldn't," he paused, and then mimicked one of Hunter's catchphrases. "I'm just that damn good," he turned around and paused before speaking again. "You know, Triple H was thirty when he got his first WWE Championship. Hunter is jealous because I, not he, am the youngest WWE Champion, EVER," he shrugged, "And what's not to be jealous of? I mean, putting aside the fact that I did what he never could, I'm much more attractive than he is, a much better wrestler, and much smarter."
Evolution's music suddenly burst from the speakers, and Randy turned to face them, watching as the three made their way to the ring slowly, all of them dressed in suits. Randy raised an eyebrow as they stepped into the ring, not intimidated in the least. Hunter got a microphone quickly, stepping up to Randy. "Randy, your win against Benoit was a fluke, a mistake. You needed Evolution to win against him last week." Randy's face remained impassive. "You see, you're nothing without Evolution."
"Hunter, Hunter, Hunter," Randy said, shaking his head. "Don't you get it? Without Evolution, I'm still the WWE Heavyweight Champion. Without Evolution, however, you are nothing," Hunter took a threatening step forward, but Randy ignored him. "When was the last time you won a match without the rest of Evolution interfering? And you said Goldberg was all hype? Your time has past, Triple H, and you know it."
"You have no right to talk to me like that! I'm the Game, I'm a seven-time champion, I—"
"And I'm full well aware that you're a seven-time champion, but, you know what that means? That means you lost the championship seven times."
"You better keep good care of that title, Orton, because I'm going to be the one that takes it from you," Triple H said, tried of the back-and-forth banter.
Batista suddenly attacked Orton from behind, surprising the smaller man. Randy immediately tried to stand up, but Triple H joined in on the fight, mercilessly kicking his former teammate in the ribs. Batista picked him up, and slammed him into the turnbuckle. He and the rest of Evolution once again began to stomp him down.
The crowd roared as Ric Flair was suddenly thrown over the ropes and onto the floor below. Triple H turned to see who it was, and was surprised when he saw it was John Cena. John slammed his fist straight into Hunter's face, and then delivered a quick neckbreaker. Batista was immediately bearing down on him. He picked John up for a suplex, but was stopped by a low blow courtesy of Randy. John got back to his feet and attacked Batista, and Randy went after Hunter. A few minutes later, Randy performed an RKO to Hunter, simultaneously with John's FU to Batista.
Randy walked to the center of the ring and grabbed John's wrist, raising their arms in victory. Batista and Hunter rolled out of the ring, dazed and unstable on their feet. Randy grabbed a microphone and stared Hunter down, his eyes blazing with hatred. "Hey Hunter!" he mocked, remembering Hunter's comment from the week before about Evolution being his solution. "Looks like I found a solution to Evolution!"
It was at that moment when Eric Bischoff's music started.
"All right, all right, cut the music," he snapped, his manner brusque. He eyed down Cena for a moment, remembering his last encounter with the man. "You guys want to fight each other?" he asked, and looked toward the ring and to the members of Evolution now halfway up the ramp. When they both nodded their assent, he continued. "What do you think?" he asked the fans. "Triple H, Batista, and Ric Flair versus Randy Orton and John Cena?" the crowd cheered wildly. "Then it's a match...just not now. The match will take place at Backlash," he finished and the cheers quickly turned to boos. Eric paused. "While I'm at it, I'll make a match for next week: Batista versus Randy Orton," he announced, grinning.
In the ring, Randy grinned.
At Backlash, Evolution was going to get exactly what they had coming to them.
Author's Note: I hope you guys liked that chapter! Sorry it was a little short... I will make it up to you, I swear! The other chapters will be reasonably longer, lol. Thank you for all of the reviews so far! =) Keep reviewing, and you'll keep getting updates!
Have a nice day,
--Liz