Chapter 10: Heel

Randy loved being with the 3 of them. He's had friends in the past, but he felt like he's known this crew like forever. They made him feel like a part of them, and it made Randy glee with joy knowing that Nikki is one of them. He continued hanging out with them, he continued asking her out. Of course, she kept saying no, and by the time Randy had asked for the 300th time, everyone knew of his love for her, and that for some reason asking her out was already a routine. People would glance at Randy and Nikki when they walked backstage alone, and everyone would compliment them on how great they look as a couple. People even had their suspiscions that they were dating. But Nikki denied it, and Randy said nothing. Trish and John gave Randy hints on how to capture her heart, but even those wouldn't work.

Randy hadn't made a good face on SmackDown, and Vince had noticed. He came up with the idea of putting him on the RAW brand, as a heel. Randy hesitated, he would be away from Nikki, since she's a SmackDown Diva, but Nikki pushed him. Nikki thought he would be great as a heel, she said he sucked at being a face, he doesn't know how to carry the crowd. Randy finally went for the deal, knowing at least he won't be alone on Raw, as Trish belonged on that roster. Though Randy didn't like the idea of leaving Nikki with John, as hey had a mutual love for hip hop, same styles, and were closer than Randy was to Nikki. But he just threw that thought away, he trusted Nikki, and John knows that Nikki "belonged" to Randy.

When walking down the backstage of SmackDown for the last time before moving to Raw, he saw a picture of Stacy and Nikkion the cover of"Vanity Fair". "The Heiresses of a Great Clan are Ass-Kicking Babes of the WWE", Randy read the sign and thought of Stacy. "Oh crap... Stacy's gonna be bothering me now." Randy sighed and continued walking. He looked around for Nikki, he wanted to say later until next month, he was going to be non-stop touring with RAW, Bischoff wanted to see how well he does with the RAW brand. Nikki wasn't there, and he began to look for her. He then checked his Rolex to find out the time, he needed to leave at 4 PM, and it was already 10 minutes to 4, and Nikki was nowhere to be found. He started to frantically look for her, and he didn't know that she was looking for him too.

"Randy! Where the hell were you? Your ride is outside ready to take you to the airport! And that I already took your luggages into the car." Nikki popped in the room where Randy was.

"NIKKI! I've been looking everywhere for you. Oh my freakin' god I though somethng bad happened to you." Randy ran up to Nikki and hugged her.

Nikki freed herself and had a "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT?" look. "Whatever, your ride is outside, you should go. The driver is getting a little -- No, VERY testy." Nikki dragged Randy all the way outside, then she hugged him. "Good luck on your first match, I'll be watching."

"You're coming?" Randy asked hopefully.

"No, I meant I'll be watching on TV. I'm off for 2 weeks. Good thing too. And hurry up, I'm going to be late for my flight." Nikki rushed over to Randy and helped him put his coat on. Then she dragged him outside, and pushed him inside the car. Nikki stepped inside the car, and Randy looked puzzled.

"I thought you weren't coming." Randy scooted over to give Nikki room.

"I'm not, but I have a flight in the same airport you're going to." Nikki took her trench coat off.

"Oh, you're kinda confusing sometimes." Randy told Nikki.

"Yeah, I know I am." Nikki turned on the radio and she started rapping to Nelly.

Randy looked at her. He never heard her rap, and she sounded like a natural. She actually rapped better than John. But then John has a really deep voice. Randy thought. Nikki had that lyrical voice when she rapped, which made it sound even better. She listened to her all the way to airport, even though he couldn't stand hip hop but preffered rock, he couldn't stop listening to her rap.

When they arrived at the airport, Randy tried to carry his luggage and hers, but he ended up tripping, so Nikki had just taken hers, and he became embarassed. Even though the sun had already set, Nikki wore sunglasses to prevent any random fan running up to her and asking for an autograph. She already had a headache from her previous match, and she doesn't need flashing lightbulbs and fans screaming in her face right now. Randy did bother, he isn't known all that well yet, he doesn't have good storylines and the reputation like Nikki's. Randy admired Nikki, of course, but he wishes he had everything that Nikki had. She's so lucky, he thought, but I don't understand why she doesn't want to go out with anyone. Numerous people had asked her out the past 2 weeks, mostly WWE wrestlers. Randy grew jealous and worried, as she might end up saying YES to one of them. He was wrong, and Nikki rejected them all. For all Randy cared, he was relieved.

Nikki had stopped in the middle of the area, because the road they were walking on was splitting into 2, and she wanted to say goodbye and good luck.

"OK, you're going that way. I'm going this way, so see you later motherclucker, and good luck." Nikki set her luggage down and hugged Randy.

Randy hugged her back, sniffing the nicely smelled perfume. "How do you know I'm going this way?"

"You really do ask too many questions. I saw your gate number on your ticket and your gate number is that way, mine is this way." Nikki heard a page for her on the intercom saying they need her to board or they're gonna leave without her. "Crap, that man shouldn't have said that. I gotta go, good luck, and watch your back, people are tough on Raw, and Bischoff can really creep your back." Nikki turned around and ran, but Randy asked one mroe question.

"You flying on a private jet?" Randy yelled across the hall.

Nikki stopped and turned to his direction. "If I was, you think they'll be paging me? No, I'm flying First Class, like some people." Nikki then resumed running.

Randy picked up his belongings and started the other way, he might be late as well, but he had gotten there a little early, so he decided to stop by and grab coffee. Being on a plane with peope kind of scares him, and he needed to be awake at all times, in case something happens. He wasn't surprised when people around him didn't know who he was, and he sighed at the thought. Someday you people will know who I am... Randy thanked the cashier and walked to the woman at the gate. He gave her the ticket and he headed inside the plane. He set his luggage in the compartment provided above the seats, and he sat down and buckled his belt. It's going to be a long ride... Randy sighed.

Austin, Texas

Randy woke up in his hotel bed and looked at the clock. It was only 5 PM, but he decided to get up. He decided to get ready early, as he wanted to impress Bischoff and he might give him a great time on RAW. Though he got up early, he ended up being late. He needed to be at the arena by 8 PM, but he got lost driving to the arena, and his bladder had acted up on him twice, and he had to wait for people to finish in the restrooms. When he did finally arrive at the arena, Bischoff was not at all happy. On top of that, Bischoff had started off the day on the wrong foot, and he hasn't had his coffee to replenish him.

"Randy Orton, for a newcomer on RAW, your rather late." Bischoff tried to keep his cool.

"I'm sorry Mr. Bischoff but--" Randy got cut off but Bischoff.

"No buts, no excuses. When I say get here on time, I MEAN GET HERE ON TIME!" Bischoff yelled at Randy, scoffed, and and kicked him out of his office.

Randy went out of the office, and went into his assigned locker room. He knew he was going to have to share the locker room, though he didn't know who he had to share it with. As he walked in the locker room, he was greeted by one of Randy Orton's favorite wrestler.

"Hello! You must be Randy Orton! You're sharing the locker room withHunter. He's just in the restroom at the moment," Ric Flair went over to Randy and shook his hand.

"Oh my gosh, Mr. Flair, nice to meet you, you're one of my inspirations." Randy was so thrilled to meet Ric Flair, that he didn't even noticeHunter walk in.

"Ah, Hello, Randy Orton is it?"Hunter said and shookRandy's hand.

"Oh my gosh, Triple H, you're so good." Randy smiled like a little boy buying candy,that he was greetedby the WWE's present greats.

"Call me Hunter, Triple H is my ring name." Huntercorrected Randy.

"Oh, sorry." Randy set hisstuff down inhis space.

"So, your firstshow is on tonight is that right?" Triple H wrapped bandages around his wrist.

"My first show on RAW, but I've been on SmackDown." Randy corrected Hunter.

"Ah... So I assume you've met Nikki?" Hunter assumed.

"Yeah, why'd you ask?" Randy stopped unpacking his ring attire and asked.

"She's a mystery huh?" Hunter wrapped bandages around his other wrist.

"There's so many things about her that makes me wonder a lot." Randy resumed unpacking.

"Yeah, that's Nikki. She's been here for 3 years, great storylines, headlined the biggest pay-per-views ever, and she's taken WWE Divas to a whole new level. One record brekaing chick. Man, can you believe it? She debuted at WrestleMania in 1999, she won the WWE title on accident, and she turned it over the following SmackDown. She said she's not experienced to have the title yet, but man, she didn't win by accident." Hunter got up and laced up his boots.

"Damn. How'd she win by accident?" Randy sat down and asked.

"She won by accident because when it was reported the challenger was hospitalized, the champion had no opponent. Then Vince came out and said, like there's this new person that can totally kick ass. I was watching backstage and I really thought it was some buff guy, then it tunred out to be Nikki, a woman, and everyone was stunned." Hunter stopped to take a breath. "But she really won because she beat the champion. She really did. She hit her special, you know, the "Tropical Punch" with after hitting her "5-beat Knockoff", and she picked up the title. She broke 2 bones after that match, good thing they were only minor, so she didn't need surgeries."

Randy dropped his jaw. He couldn't believe what he just heard. "Are you serious?"

"Serious as hell dude." Hunter finished lacing up his boots. "Check you later man, I gotta go to Bischoff's office."

"All right, thanks for the info." Randy still was stunned. She won the WWE title and gave it back? Seriously, if that happened to me, I would've kept the title for myself. Randy got up and started to get ready for his big debut match. He was nervous, but he couldn't wait.