WWE SURVIVOR
Chapter One – The Shock
"Your winner and the new World Heavyweight Champion, Randy Orton!" the announcer yelled.
Randy was on top of the world. He had just beaten Kurt Angle and The Undertaker in a brutal Hell in a Cell match at No Mercy. He had just hit Undertaker with the RKO; Taker rolled off the cell and hit the floor below. He turned, and Kurt Angle tried to hit him with a chair. Randy ducked, and did a standing dropkick into Kurt's back, sending him off the cell and through the announce table below. He got down and pinned both men for the double count.
Randy climbed to the top of the cell and held the belt aloft. Mercy Drive's 'Burn in my light' started to play. Some fans were booing, some were cheering. He hoped to change that booing one day, like what it used to be. He remembered Survivor Series 2004 when he had hit Edge and Triple H with the RKO to win, and overcome the odds. It seemed that all the fans were cheering.
It all seemed to change before WrestleMania when he had done the RKO on his former girlfriend Stacy Keibler. For some reason now, he wished he hadn't. He regretted it from the second he did it. Now, she wouldn't even glance at him in the corridors.
He pulled the curtain back at the entrance and began the long walk to his locker room. Many people were congratulating him, most people he didn't even know. But some superstars came out of their locker rooms just to say congratulations. "Nice match out there Orton" said Rey Mysterio. "Thanks Rey" Randy replied. He opened the door to his locker room and placed the belt in his locker.
He put on his pants and his 'Fully Evolved' WWE T-shirt. He picked up his bag and slung the belt over his shoulder. He locked the door as he went out. He glanced at the list of hotel rooms for tonight. "Oh God no" he muttered. Right there next to his name, for room 142 was Stacy Keibler. "Oh man! She will be ignoring me all night" he added.
"Tough luck" Chris Benoit joked as he walked up behind him. "I wouldn't get smart so soon Benoit, look who you've got" Randy replied. Chris scanned the list for who he was sharing a room with. "You're kidding me right?" Chris said, shocked. "Hahahahahaha!" Randy yelled at him. Right next to Benoit's name was Jillian Hall. "Good luck trying not to look at whatever the hell that thing is on her face!" Randy said, walking out of the double doors at the arena entrance.
A little girl was standing at the entrance. "Are you Randy Orton?" she said. "Yes I am" Randy said. "Well I hate you, you killed the Undertaker." With that, she kicked him hard in the shin and ran away. "Ow!" Randy said hopping on one foot.
Randy walked to his white BMW and unlocked the door. He drove it to the entrance and waited. "Come on Keibler" Randy said, looking at his watch. Ten minutes, twenty minutes, thirty minutes. What then seemed like forever, Stacy appeared at the door talking to Melina. It was kind of funny of how they could be friends when they were so different. Stacy walked towards his car and threw her bag in the trunk.
She opened the door and took a seat next to him. "Congratulations, I suppose" she said to him. Randy was surprised she was even talking to him. "Thanks" he muttered before driving out of the parking lot. Before long, they arrived at the hotel. Stacy grabbed her bags and moved quickly into the hotel. Randy signalled for a man to park his car.
A man came up and Randy gave him the keys to the car. "Scratch it and your ass is mine" Randy warned him. The man, taking one look at how big Randy was, didn't dare argue with him. He picked up his bags and walked to the elevator. He pressed the button and the elevator started to go up. The little bell sound meant that the elevator had stopped. The doors slid open and he opened the door to room 142. Stacy was already in there and was just about to come out. "Im going on a date" she said coolly. "Like I wanted to know" Randy said, walking past her. "I won't be back until late" she added. "Have fun" Randy replied. "My ride is almost here, don't eat everything you lay your eyes on" Stacy said. "Again, like I care and I wouldn't want to spoil myself" Randy said, changing. "Bye" Stacy said. "Finally" Randy said as he heard the door click shut.
He walked out and turned on the TV. He saw a Raw replay being aired, he hadn't seen this one yet, so he continued to watch. Trish and Ashley were fighting Candice and Victoria. It was kind of funny that they still looked good even though they were fighting. Trish hit the chick kick on Victoria and Ashley dived off the top turnbuckle and did a cross body, sending Candice to the floor.
Trish covered Victoria for the win. After the match, Mickie James came storming to the ring and attacked Ashley. She was finally subdued and taken backstage. Randy got up and pulled a coke out of the fridge. He started drinking until he heard Mr. McMahon's music silence the arena.
"Well you might be wondering why I'm here, and it's quite simple actually. Some Television directors have decided to put a new face on the show, so, we have announced a WWE Survivor!"
Randy spat out the coke in his mouth and it went all over the carpet. "Shit!" he yelled. He had seen Survivor numerous times before and the competitors were tortured beyond belief with challenges that truly tested the human mental and physical fortitude. "Wait, if this is on Raw, maybe Smackdown superstars don't have to go!" Randy tried to reassure himself.
"Both Raw and Smackdown superstars will go to a secluded island for 40 days, and it will be aired two times a week, where Raw and Smackdown slots usually are" Mr McMahon finished and walked backstage.
Randy stared in disbelief. It was bad enough for him to be around people from Raw, now he had to compete against them in a Survivor game? This was just crazy. He picked up his phone and dialled Batista's number. Batista answered within seconds. "What's up Orton" he asked. "Did you see that on the Raw replay?" Randy asked him. "That Survivor thing?" Batista replied.
"Yeah, aren't you annoyed, or worried?" Randy asked. "No, those weaklings we usually see on Survivor are picked at random, were pro athletes" Batista said in a are-you-so-stupid-you-didn't-know-that kind of voice. "What ever man, see you later then" Randy said. "Ok"
Batista replied before hanging up.
"He's right, it should be easy right?" Randy told himself. Randy then tipped his coke down the sink and grabbed a carpet spray. "Easy, carpets are too easy these days" Randy smirked. He aimed the spray at the carpet. He pressed his finger on the nozzle. The spray then came back at him and went into his eyes. "Argh! My eyes, my beautiful eyes!" Randy yelled. "You might want to aim it at the carpet" said a women's voice.
Randy turned, and saw the blurred outline of the Women's Champ of Raw, Trish Stratus. "Hey Trish" Randy said. "Here let me help" she said taking him to the sink. She stuck his head under the tap and turned on some cold water. "Open your eyes" she told him. That's what Randy liked a lot about Trish. Her sweet Canadian accent. He opened his eyes and the water rushed in. "Keep doing that, ill get your carpet clean" Trish called from the living room.
He heard a faint spraying from somewhere. He took his head out from under the sink and saw Trish getting up. She had a Randy Orton muscle back and some pyjama pants on. He was glad to see he was supported by her. "Thanks" Randy said. "No problem" said Trish smiling.
"I came here to see if I could get some sugar. I need sugar in my coffee and I didn't get any" Trish told him. "Sure, I don't need it" Randy told her. "Thanks Randy" she said. He handed her the sugar and bid her goodnight.
"I need to sleep" Randy's brain was screaming at him. He walked into his room and flopped onto the single bed that was one of the two in the room. Stacy had already thrown her stuff on the bed next to the window, so he took the other one.
Randy was sleeping when he was interrupted by the door slamming shut. He knew it was Stacy, but decided to pretend to be asleep. She opened the door quietly and jumped onto her bed crying. Randy decided not to ask about it until morning. It took a while for her to stop, and finally fell asleep. Randy stood up and put her body under the covers.