Chapter 3- School of hard knocks- Randy Orton

This sucks. Sparring with these guys is like walking into an ass kicking! The ninjas here were showing no mercy to me what so ever; half the time was I knocked flat on my back! They struck fast and hit hard, I bled badly and I swear one of them cracked a rib. Yet Sub-Zero did nothing to stop them. Quite frankly I don't even know why I wasn't fighting back, but damn it all they were pissing me off more and more. Despite the blood and my ribs I fought back in anger, throwing real punches, and kicking harder than ever. I did knock down my first opponent. Who had a very displeased look on his face.

"Stop!" Sub-Zero called aloud. We stopped. "This contest is over. Orton, well done" he said… and he meant it!

The others were very unhappy with me. I've only been here a week and I am starting to learn my way around this place. I walked very lightly on the floor, and kept quite. My martial art skills had to be improved though. Sub-Zero dismissed everyone; I left the ice room only to be followed by the group that witnessed me battling. One shoved me harshly from behind. I sent out for my harpoon creature to catch me before I fell to the Ice floor, there must have been thin ice here.

Recovering quickly, I turned and glared at my attackers. "What the hell is your problem!" I demanded of them.

"You are! You have no honor being here! You do not deserve to train with us!" one spat to me.

I stood there rather shocked. "Is that it? You don't want me here? Why? You are all better than me. I admit that. I am just here to learn about Scorpion's powers," I explained.

The Lin Kuei laughed. "Scorpion started out as one of us you know, you cannot even master or understand the simple basics we learn from the age of six! You are simply here because of the cursed mask of Scorpion, nothing more!" They all walked by me harshly, shoving me and what not. But I easily countered their comments. I stamped my foot hard into the ice after I shot my harpoon into the roof. The floor gave way and they all fell through it. I remained suspended above them all looking down at the mess I made. "Watch your back, because I will prove you all wrong!" I shouted to them.

Swinging to solid ground I decided to go to my quarters. I couldn't help but think of my father and the others, is my dad proud I am going through with this? Does he even really care? I know he was proud that I followed in his footsteps, becoming a wrestler and the youngest WWE champion thus far in history. The Lin Kuei is a tougher group than I thought. Yet it gave me all the more reason to stay. Well after what happened today, things became much harder for me.

One being my path to the main room littered with traps. Thin ice was always an obstacle, and now there was string all about the room. Knowing they rigged something. Teleportation was easily an option for me. Yet that would just prove how much of a coward I am, instead I took a simpler approach. There was a sword near me… wait… why would a sword be there in the first place? This whole thing was a trap. So I went back to my quarters and used my living creature to tug on the sword gently. I watched the strings get stressed and snapped. Bringing the whole hall down in and around me… Had I been in that passage of Ice, easily I would be dead. Something tells me they were aiming for that goal.

Well I showed them. I teleported to the main room where Sub-Zero and the others were waiting to being with today's training activates. "What the hell was that noise?" Sub-Zero demanded of me.

"Someone rigged my hallway, making all the ice and snow come down on me. I saw the strings and figured they should be pulled before someone suffered that faith" I replied to him.

Sub-Zero knew there was tension in the clan, I think he was starting to regret taking me on as a pupil. No matter, I'm learning my powers either way!

I was sparring today with a new group of warriors; my ribs still ached from yesterday yet I couldn't let them know that. They would exploit that weakness greatly. Instead I just fought on. Hell, I'm so use to talking on ice now I have added it to my martial arts! The room we're in has different slickness of ice. Some rough, other gritty, and some no slickness at all. I have used that to my advantage. Every so often I was able to slid by my sparring partner, and gain the upper hand on him or her. In return they tried to use the ice the same way I did, yet they didn't know of the different patches that were about the room. However despite my quick thinking, I was still the one that landed on their back and was at the mercy of the ninja.

"Very well done Randy. You have studied this room well," Sub-Zero announced.

You could hear the others moan for Sub-Zero wasn't praising their moves. The tension was becoming more and more noticeable as of late. I began to feel I should leave soon, or else these ninjas will try and kill me in my sleep.