Welcome To Monday Nights

Okay, I only had two reviews of that last chapter... Which is kinda upsetting seeing as it is one of my favourites to date.

Anyway, I'm going to continue on regardless. It's a fun story to write. My only problem is that I know more people are reading than are reviewing, and that is really frustrating. I'm putting my work up here and I am hoping for feedback. I'm not doing it for the good of my health.

Anywho...

I'm cheeky me : That was short and sweet. It was encouraging, and it probably only took 10 seconds to do. So maybe if others followed suit it would be a better world.

Coors: Yes, as unbelievable as it may be, I am only 14 And don't worry. The Keibler thing is just me trying to establish my two favourite superstars as pimps. But don't be surprised to see a few divas involved in some bedroom scenes. (non-graphic of course)

By the way. Has anyone noticed that Christy should not've won the Diva search... Even though it was obviously fixed. Ok she is slightly good looking but every other girls there was better looking. Especially the other finalist... Can't remember her name.

Orton Era Begins

It was another night. It was another night to the bartenders. It was another night to the gas-station attendants. And it was another night for the hookers on street corners.

But in one building it was a party. In one building it was a time of great excitement. It was the greatest weekly spectacle on earth. It was Raw!

A match between Kane and some greener1 called Gene Snitsky was on before Cena had to go back out for his IC title match. It wasn't going to be fun. Chris Jericho had the title around his waist and didn't want to let go. That and the inclusion of Johnny Nitro.

He was re-taping his wrists and chewing gum as Orton sat opposite the room from him, being lectured by Triple H and Flair.

"Orton, just remember, stay in for as long as you can, then whenever it's down to just me and you let me win. You remember that okay?" Said Hunter with Flair at his side... As usual.

"Yes Hunter." Said Orton, his head hung. He was sick of this. Every time they were in direct competition it was, "Do your best to let me win.". Every tag match was, "Keep your head down and give me the glory". He was sick of it! Every week he was stopped from achieving his goals from the power hungry Hunter. That was it. No-more. He would not allow himself to be a shield for Hunter's ego.

Cena looked up as Orton walked over to his bag and started fumbling in it. Triple H and Flair left the locker-room to do Cena's pre-match promo for him, which he would interrupt of course. It wasn't scripted, but he can do things for himself.

A few seconds after the men left the room and the door was closed Orton let out a huge yell of frustration. Throwing various items of furniture against the walls, one narrowly missing Cena, hitting the spot were his head would've been had he not rolled off and under the bench to avoid shrapnel.

In a short pause of Orton's destruction, Cena dived forward and tackled him to the ground. Snapping Orton out of his haze. He slowly stood and walked back over to his bench.

"Dude, I'm sorry..." , "Save it Orton, I understand."

With that said Cena walked out of the room, his air of confidence once again present.

"Oh and by the way," said Cena poking his head back through the doorway, "I'm not paying for those chairs."

"All you punks out there should shut up right now!" Wailed Ric Flair into the mike as all the fans booed his precious Hunter. "SHUT UP!"

The Boos just kept going until the synthetic violin noise filled the arena, at which point the arena was rocked with yells.

Hunter and Flair looked on in a mixture of shock and anger that they were interrupted, not even a scripted interruption.

"Chill chill chill homies, It's just me...just me... I don't wanna cause a rumpus... or nothing..."

Then Cena began his rap:

"So it's my first title match, here on Raw! and I'm looking forward to it. Nitro's gonna be here, as you saw, and Jericho's gonna bring it. And..."2

Cena too was interrupted as Bitchoff's music played and he entered with Johnny Nitro.

"Cena you're a menace! Nitro get in their, ring the bell!"

"What? Only two of the competitors are in the ring!" Yelled JR, hi Stetson shaking with rage.

"Calm down JR, remember your blood pressure...Heh heh... And hey here comes Jericho now anyway"

Jericho was indeed storming down to the ring stripping off his jacket and throwing his belt at the ring attendant as he slide in and dived into the back of Nitro's leg bringing the puny prat down. Nitro rolled out of the ring as Cena and Jericho stared each other down.

Quick as a flash the two men locked up and Cena, being the bulkier of the two, quickly forced him down. Jericho leaped back up and sweeped Cena's ;egs and went for an elbow drop, but Cena rolled out of the way and whipped him off the ropes, as he came back he ducked under Cena's clothesline and went for a dropkick, which was dodged. Jericho sprung back up straight into a face-off with Cena.

The crowd clapped in appreciation. "Nice work." Muttered Cena earnestly. "Nice work? Thanks junior but don't hand out compliments like a vet..." Jericho dived forwards and dropkicked Nitro who was about to attack Cena from behind,"... Untill you know what's going on."

The match ontinued on without many momentus occasions until...

"What is Christian doing here... and that freak Tomko!"

Yes indeedy the CLB and his problem solver had come along to join the fun, Jericho was caught unawares as he was currently in a well executed ground based full nelson. He did notice however when Tomko and Christian came in and attacked the two men with chairs. The referee kindly distracted by Nitro pretending to go for the title belt.

Christian and Tomko ran from the ring as Nitro dived over and pinned Cena eliminating him and then Jericho, for the title.

"NO! THIS IS NOT RIGHT! BISCHOFF'S LACKEY JUST STOLE THE TITLE!" JR was, as expected livid.

He was cut short however by Bitchoff coming to the ring and helping Johnny Nitro attack Cena while Tomko and Christian removed Jericho from the ring.

Orton came flying down to the ring to aid his friend. With a quick flying fore-arm smash Nitro was down and a uppercut brought Bishoff to his knees, to be dropkicked in the face.

Unfortunately it was a three on two situation as Christian and co beat down on the two wrestlers.

Where the hell is Hunter? Thought Orton as he received what must've been the twentieth boot to the side of his head.

Orton was incensed as he stormed towards his dressing room. He bust through the door and caught hunter in mid lace as he was putting his boots on.

"WHERE WERE YOU?" Yelled Orton in Hunter's face.

Hunter remained clam and simply said "I was busy" finished lacing his boot and walked to the door. "Oh, and remember The Game's plan."

Orton was left standing in the room glaring at the door.

So what did you guys think? You know what comes now. Read and review please people!