Okay I know at the start I said I wouldn't update unless I got a few
updates after every chapter and I got an absolutely crap response from my
last chapter. I doing this one to get it back at the top of the lists to
gain more attention but seriously I don't see why I should keep writing if
nobody is telling me anything. I know there's more people reading than
there is reviewing and that upsets me. I'm busting my ass to make a good a
story as I can and nobody is appreciating it. Hopefully this message will
turn a few heads.
THE FIRST MATCH
The music blared, the fans cheered, and the opponents already in the ring jeered. Both men had the "feeling" running through their veins. They don't know really what the feeling is but they know what it does. The "feeling" is what makes all these men and women do what they do. It's the "feeling" that lets you know that millions of people all over the world are enjoying watching you do what you do. This is the "feeling" that makes the WWE possible.
Orton was loving it. His hands were raised to soak in the applause and, surprisingly, a pair of lady's underwear was hooked on his fingers. He brought them down and looked at them and laughed. He wrapped them around his wrist and kept walking with a pronounced grin.
Cena was nervous he knew he would have to treat this match as if it was the most important match of his career. If he really was going to endear himself to the Raw! Fans then he would have to come out swinging with the best arsenal he had... that didn't stop him from running around the ramp like and idiot with the Wordlife Horns™ above his head as he ran about slapping hands with all his fans in the pits.
When Orton and Cena reached the end of the ramp they broke into a short run and slid through the gap between the bottom rope and the canvas. They ran to opposite corners and continued milking the applause. Orton with his arms raised and Cena with the horns.
They waited for the crowd to die down and the bell was rung. The match started with Orton facing Benjamin.
"Both these young athletes have amazing skill and an even more amazing amount of potential. They're both similar in size and muscle density but Orton definitely has the more experience of the two and, I would say, has the upper hand here." Said J.R when the match started.
"I'm calling this one for Cena and Orton JR," said King, "I've seen Cena on good 'ol SD and I think he has what it takes here, and come one, look at Orton, this kid has never looked better."
"That may be true but here's Randy starting this match off with a quick lock up into an even quicker belly to belly suplex"
Randy kneeled over Benjamin waiting for him to get up and when he did pulled him into a quick hammerlock which Benjamin attempted to reverse into a rear naked choke but was flipped over Orton's shoulder. They exchanged a few blows until Benjamin Irish whipped Orton into the ropes and did a quick Back Body Drop which brought them both to the ground.
Benjamin made it to his corner first and tagged in Benoit while Orton was still gathering himself together. He went over to him quickly and started stomping Orton around his shoulders until Randy rolled away and made it to his feet. Benoit ran over aiming to clothesline Orton to the ground but randy reversed it with a drop toe-hold that sent Benoit's head right into the bottom of the ring post.
Orton crawled over to his corner slowly and managed to tag Cena in.
Cena came flying in and knocked down Benoit, bounced off the ropes, then knocked Benoit down again. Benjamin came running in and Cena floored him with a head butt.
Orton tried to get back in the ring but the Ref stopped him and while he was distracted Benoit low-blowed Cena to the mat.
Benoit picked Cena up and went to bring him down for the Crippler Cross face but Cena scouted it and ducked and whipped benoit into his corner. He then tagged Orton in and lifted Benoit up into the F-U position but, instead of finishing his move, Randy ran forward and RKO'd Benoit.
Cena stepped out of the ring and let randy take the match.
"1! 2! 3! ORTON AND CENA PICK UP THE VICTORY WITH THAT HUGE DOUBLE TEAM MANOUVERE WAT AND UPSET FOR THE WORLD'S HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!"
"Calm down JR, calm down. Ladies and Gentlemen I give you your winners, heh, Randy Orton and John Cena!" King said with laughter evident in his voice. "Did I call that one or what JR? Ha ha"
"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Yelled Cena as they ran through the corridors of the arena towards their dressing room. Cena was elated over his victory. He was glad that randy had understood what he meant when he signalled to him instead of doing the F-U.
"Wow shit man that has to have been one of the greatest tag matches of my life. I mean we really connected out there and, Dude that idea for the double team was seriously just... Just... Wow!"
Cena laughed at this and continued walking along the corridor, pausing only to wink at Trish Stratus who was standing beside Christian. She started grinning shyly and Christian lost his temper and started yelling at her.
Cena and Orton could hear his ranting from down the hall and burst into laughter while they walked to the locker room.
When they walked in they were absorbed by cheers from Hunter and Flair who clapped Orton on the back and congratulated Cena.
"Guys that was seriously off the hook. When did you come up with that idea for the double team?" Asked Hunter as Orton walked over to the Mini-fridge.
"Just a little improv Hunty" said Orton as he tossed a bottle of water over to Cena who downed it hurriedly as if it was the last water on Earth.
At this point someone knocked on the door loudly and there was a nervous laughter.
Bemused, Flair walked over to the door to let whoever was outside in but was greeted by an enthusiastic "YAY!" and a large blur came flying into the room and onto the sofa and started bouncing up and down.
"Eugene" sighed the three senior members of Evolution as Cena looked upon the immature man with a shocked smile on his face.
"Who's Eugene" asked Cena who wasn't ready for the onslaught his ears were about to receive from the small man.
"MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Yelled Eugene as he stopped bouncing and started clapping his hands.
"What do you want man? I've already given you my autograph twice this month?" asked Hunter with a smile on his face.
"I don't want your smelly autograph!" exclaimed Eugene as he shoved two pictures at both Randy and Cena. "I want them from these guys!" he handed them both markers one red and the other orange.
Orton and Cena both signed them and handed them back to the childish man. They both laughed on the delighted expression on Eugene's face as he ran out the door yelling "MR REGAL! MR REGAL! LOOK WHAT I GOT!"
"Well, that was enlightening" said Cena, breaking the silence.
"That guy's weird," muttered Hunter, "pretty cool... but still weird."
Well what did you think of that one. Seriously though, I really do enjoy writing this and I want to know that people enjoy reading it. Nothing would make me more confident about my work right now than a review. Constructive criticism and praise are both welcome so please. Review.
THE FIRST MATCH
The music blared, the fans cheered, and the opponents already in the ring jeered. Both men had the "feeling" running through their veins. They don't know really what the feeling is but they know what it does. The "feeling" is what makes all these men and women do what they do. It's the "feeling" that lets you know that millions of people all over the world are enjoying watching you do what you do. This is the "feeling" that makes the WWE possible.
Orton was loving it. His hands were raised to soak in the applause and, surprisingly, a pair of lady's underwear was hooked on his fingers. He brought them down and looked at them and laughed. He wrapped them around his wrist and kept walking with a pronounced grin.
Cena was nervous he knew he would have to treat this match as if it was the most important match of his career. If he really was going to endear himself to the Raw! Fans then he would have to come out swinging with the best arsenal he had... that didn't stop him from running around the ramp like and idiot with the Wordlife Horns™ above his head as he ran about slapping hands with all his fans in the pits.
When Orton and Cena reached the end of the ramp they broke into a short run and slid through the gap between the bottom rope and the canvas. They ran to opposite corners and continued milking the applause. Orton with his arms raised and Cena with the horns.
They waited for the crowd to die down and the bell was rung. The match started with Orton facing Benjamin.
"Both these young athletes have amazing skill and an even more amazing amount of potential. They're both similar in size and muscle density but Orton definitely has the more experience of the two and, I would say, has the upper hand here." Said J.R when the match started.
"I'm calling this one for Cena and Orton JR," said King, "I've seen Cena on good 'ol SD and I think he has what it takes here, and come one, look at Orton, this kid has never looked better."
"That may be true but here's Randy starting this match off with a quick lock up into an even quicker belly to belly suplex"
Randy kneeled over Benjamin waiting for him to get up and when he did pulled him into a quick hammerlock which Benjamin attempted to reverse into a rear naked choke but was flipped over Orton's shoulder. They exchanged a few blows until Benjamin Irish whipped Orton into the ropes and did a quick Back Body Drop which brought them both to the ground.
Benjamin made it to his corner first and tagged in Benoit while Orton was still gathering himself together. He went over to him quickly and started stomping Orton around his shoulders until Randy rolled away and made it to his feet. Benoit ran over aiming to clothesline Orton to the ground but randy reversed it with a drop toe-hold that sent Benoit's head right into the bottom of the ring post.
Orton crawled over to his corner slowly and managed to tag Cena in.
Cena came flying in and knocked down Benoit, bounced off the ropes, then knocked Benoit down again. Benjamin came running in and Cena floored him with a head butt.
Orton tried to get back in the ring but the Ref stopped him and while he was distracted Benoit low-blowed Cena to the mat.
Benoit picked Cena up and went to bring him down for the Crippler Cross face but Cena scouted it and ducked and whipped benoit into his corner. He then tagged Orton in and lifted Benoit up into the F-U position but, instead of finishing his move, Randy ran forward and RKO'd Benoit.
Cena stepped out of the ring and let randy take the match.
"1! 2! 3! ORTON AND CENA PICK UP THE VICTORY WITH THAT HUGE DOUBLE TEAM MANOUVERE WAT AND UPSET FOR THE WORLD'S HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION!"
"Calm down JR, calm down. Ladies and Gentlemen I give you your winners, heh, Randy Orton and John Cena!" King said with laughter evident in his voice. "Did I call that one or what JR? Ha ha"
"WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" Yelled Cena as they ran through the corridors of the arena towards their dressing room. Cena was elated over his victory. He was glad that randy had understood what he meant when he signalled to him instead of doing the F-U.
"Wow shit man that has to have been one of the greatest tag matches of my life. I mean we really connected out there and, Dude that idea for the double team was seriously just... Just... Wow!"
Cena laughed at this and continued walking along the corridor, pausing only to wink at Trish Stratus who was standing beside Christian. She started grinning shyly and Christian lost his temper and started yelling at her.
Cena and Orton could hear his ranting from down the hall and burst into laughter while they walked to the locker room.
When they walked in they were absorbed by cheers from Hunter and Flair who clapped Orton on the back and congratulated Cena.
"Guys that was seriously off the hook. When did you come up with that idea for the double team?" Asked Hunter as Orton walked over to the Mini-fridge.
"Just a little improv Hunty" said Orton as he tossed a bottle of water over to Cena who downed it hurriedly as if it was the last water on Earth.
At this point someone knocked on the door loudly and there was a nervous laughter.
Bemused, Flair walked over to the door to let whoever was outside in but was greeted by an enthusiastic "YAY!" and a large blur came flying into the room and onto the sofa and started bouncing up and down.
"Eugene" sighed the three senior members of Evolution as Cena looked upon the immature man with a shocked smile on his face.
"Who's Eugene" asked Cena who wasn't ready for the onslaught his ears were about to receive from the small man.
"MEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!" Yelled Eugene as he stopped bouncing and started clapping his hands.
"What do you want man? I've already given you my autograph twice this month?" asked Hunter with a smile on his face.
"I don't want your smelly autograph!" exclaimed Eugene as he shoved two pictures at both Randy and Cena. "I want them from these guys!" he handed them both markers one red and the other orange.
Orton and Cena both signed them and handed them back to the childish man. They both laughed on the delighted expression on Eugene's face as he ran out the door yelling "MR REGAL! MR REGAL! LOOK WHAT I GOT!"
"Well, that was enlightening" said Cena, breaking the silence.
"That guy's weird," muttered Hunter, "pretty cool... but still weird."
Well what did you think of that one. Seriously though, I really do enjoy writing this and I want to know that people enjoy reading it. Nothing would make me more confident about my work right now than a review. Constructive criticism and praise are both welcome so please. Review.