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Hearing his cue John Cena stood up and headed for the front of the room, mistakenly thinking his friend and brother was behind him. Stepping up to the podium he realized he was alone and that Randy must have slipped out the door. Making a big show of looking around to cover his confusion he grinned out at the crowd.
"Guess I am flying solo. No big. I will say in his defense that Randy had to sacrifice a lot more in this deception and he has lived with certain things that he did not agree with. Now me on the other hand, I didn't have to change a whole lot." He added as the crowded room laughed.
Making a quick decision he continued. "We were susposed to come up here and give you our whole life story. But hey, when was the last time I followed orders." He said laughing. "We all have better things to do than hang around a conferance room listening to some sappy story. Those of you who are interested can come ask us."
Grinning cockily he gave his famous 'can't see me' sign, causing his Smackdown friends to laugh. He pretended not to notice that the Raw side of the room seemed less than happy with the situation. Deciding he could care less he walked out of the room intent on finding his brother.
After searching the complex he decided it was a lost cause and pulled out his phone. Dialing a number he waited for the other man to pick up.
"Yo man, you left me high and dry up there. I should kick your ass. On second thought I might just do it for the fun of it." He growled, pretending to be angry.
"Give it up John. You could never kick my ass even when we were kids." Randy said tiredly.
"That was because you always had your sister andEthan to help you. The three of you gained up on me. And then I got in trouble when Dad found out." John exclaimed defending himself.
"He always said it was your job to diffuse the situation because you were the oldest." Randy laughed as he remembered.
"Like I was the one that was causing the most trouble." John said sarcasticly.
"Don't even get me started. I could spend the next week telling the story of all the mishaps you caused."
Having accomplished his goal of cheering up his brother John remained silent.
"Speaking of stories how come you are calling me so soon. You must have gotten out of there in record time." Randy continued.
"Yea well, basically I didn't say much. If they want to know they will ask. Otherwise its our business." John shrugged.
"You can say that but I have to explain to people like Dave Batista and Paul Levesque." Randy groaned.
"Ha, I have Big show and Taker." John countered, pretending to be worried.
"Okay, I'll give you Taker." Randy conceded.
"Speaking of which I have to go or I'll miss the plane to the next arena. Just do me a favor and don't worry so much about it."
John advised before hanging up his phone.
One hour later
On a plane en route to San Antonio Texas.
Glanging over at his friend Rey Mysterio groaned in frustration for the seventh time in an hour. When John didn't take the hint he threw up his hands. Unbuckling his seat belt he stood up in his chair and called out to the other superstars on the private plan.
"That's it. I can't take anymore. John Cena is going to give us some answers or I am going to throw him off this plane. Who wants to help?"
John laughed at the thought of the small man roughing him up but he remained silent, having fun irriating his friend.
Mark Calloway spoke up from his seat at the window. "Enough playing. We're all curious. So spill it." He ordered in his gruff voice.
John shrugged. "So what do you want to know?" He asked as other superstars crowded around.
"Did you grow up in Boston?" Rey asked, almost bouncing in his seat.
"No, I grew up in a hick town in the middle of nowhere Kentucky." John answered, wincing at the damage being done to him image.
"So where did the Boston gimick come from?" Kurt Angle asked.
"I was born in Boston, lived there two years before my birth parents died. After highschool, I wanted out of Kentucky. A mild rebellion I guess. Anyway I had distant family that still lived in Boston so I figured that would be a good place to go so I enrolled in college there. The rest you pretty much know."
"How did you end up in Kentucky?" Charlie Haas asked confused.
"My birth mom grew up in Kentucky until her family moved her to Boston. Her and my adoptive mom were best friends and kept in touch. I didn't really have no one else." John said, smiling sadly as he thought back.
"What was it like having Randy Orton for a younger brother" Rene Dupree asked, having known Randy from Raw.
"There was eight of us total so it was wild pretty much all the time." John answered laughing.
"Eight?" Paul Wright asked incredulous.
"Yea, my parents couldn't have kids so they adopted. Besides me everyone they brought home was abused or damaged in some way. My mom has a big heart and wants to save everyone."
"Randy, he was damaged?" Kurt asked hesiently as the cabin of the plane fell silent.
John sighed wishing he hadn't said anything. "Randy's story is his. But like I said earlier he has a lot more at stake by revealing his past."
"How did your parents manage to adopt eight kids? How did they work it out in court? How did they support all of you?" Mark asked, trying to get rid of the strained silence.
John grinned over at him. "My mom is rich. She inheritated this huge horse ranch and a ton of money. Money talks."
"So how many brothers and how many sisters?" Torrie Wilson asked from her seat next to her husband.
"Let's see, there's me, I'm the oldest of course, then Ethan. He was abononened in the hills near our house. He was two at the time and I think he was up there for like two days. He's studing vet medicine at the University of Kentucky now. Then two years later Randy and his sister Rebecca came to stay." John fell silent for a moment before continuing.
"Becca is a nurse at the University Children's hospital. She's 21. Logan is nineteen. I had broken my arm and while we were at the hospital Mom found this little boy who was covered in blood. Long story short it was his mother's and he had just watched her being murdered. Once he got past all his issues he learned from his older brother and became the family trouble maker." John said grinning.
"You mean he was worse than you? Your poor parents." Kurt symathized.
Throwing him a look John continued. "He is trying to make it in the music biz. Unfortunately it's country, but he's really good so I guess I will forgive him. Cooper is a senior in high school and the star quarterback, which is pretty amazing because he was paralyzed for a year after a car ran over him. He's been recuited to the University of Tennessee next year. Cadence Jade is 17 and an artist. She was neglected as a small child and often locked in a closet for very long periods of time. And then there's Regan Mac. She was kidnapped from her family at the age of one. The cops caught the bad guys for a different reason and found her. Nobody knew her name or where she came from. We still run her stats through that big data base thing but we are always scared that we will find her family and end up losing her. She's 15 and spoiled rotten but she's special ya know"
"Now if you'll don't mind I am going to get some shut eye. You'll have worn me out." John grumbled feeling homesick.
