Chapter 5 – My Hero

"Come on guys, let's go!" Christy shouts. She pulls a book from Randy's grasp entitled 'Harry Pothead and the drug bust'

"Fine, everybody get your bag, or bags if you're a diva" Randy yells. They all get out of the helicopter and see a sign saying 'Dulong (Orton's team) this way'

They walk through some small jungle and eventually end up at a campsite of some sort next to the beach. "Wow, isn't this just brilliant" Ashley comments. "It could be better" Randy said shrugging. "Hush bitch, your interfering with my brain" says John contemplatively.

"Look, there's a note" says Trish, pointing to a tree with a piece of paper nailed to it. Batista walks to it and picks it off. Batista reads it aloud.

Dulong Tribe

Good that you guys have made it to the camp where you will be eating and sleeping for the next month or so. So build a shelter and get moving! Your tools are on the ground under this note and your materials are in the forest. Sleep tight; don't let the bed bugs bite! No seriously, don't let them bite.

Mr. McMahon

"Sweet" Randy says sarcastically. "I'm not doing that" says Trish. "Neither" says Ashley. "Fine then, the divas stay back at camp, we will collect wood, wait, in fact, you divas can collect some food" John states. "Fine with me" Trish snaps at him.

Randy, John, Batista, Masters and Jericho walk off into the forest. Ashley and Trish get in their swimming gear and get some fishing stuff. "Mickie, stay here and rest" Trish says, winking to Ashley. "Okay!" Mickie replies beaming. Trish and Ashley wade into the water and start looking.

"I cannot believe how wet this wood is" a very frustrated Randy comments. He chops at the base of a tree and pushes it away from himself. The tree starts to lean backwards. Randy quickly jumps out of the way as the tree comes crashing down beside him. "Hahaha, Randy Orton thwarts mother nature once again"

Randy walks off, and seeming to be out of nowhere, he trips on a root and smacks his head on a rock. "Randy Orton: 1 Mother Nature: 1" Randy growls as he gets up. Randy walks off to hack at another tree when he hears a scream by the water. He sprints down the hill leading to their camp.

He sees all the divas standing by the water looking mortified. "What's wrong?" he asks as he runs up next to them. "It's Trish, we think she's drowning!" Christy replies. Randy didn't think twice, he didn't even realise it could have been a shark. He took off his shirt and plunged into the icy water.

He moved easily through the water, stroke by stroke, every now and then, looking up to see where Trish was. He then spotted her, her blonde hair trying to break the surface of the water. Randy grabs Trish around her torso and tries to bring her up to no avail.

He dives under the water and opens his eyes. Trish is trying to yank her leg free from the coral. Her leg seems to be stuck. Randy gently slides her leg down and sideways. Her leg releases a large amount of blood. "Oh shit" Randy says. He pulls Trish up until both their heads break the surface of the water.

Trish isn't moving. Randy swims back to shore, with Trish clinging onto his back, making sure that she doesn't go underwater. He runs over to the Divas and puts her tiny body down in front of them. "What now?" Randy asks, panting. "Well, I took a survival class when I was 12, and once you get a person from the water after a near drowning incident, you must perform CPR" Christy informs Randy. "I'll do it!" Mickie yells, practically jumping at the idea.

"I think it's better if I do it" Randy says uneasily. "Okay, here it goes, I'm going to do it, right now, here I go..." Randy says. "Just do it already!" Ashley screams. Randy leans down and opens Trish's mouth with his thumb and forefinger. He then presses his mouth against Trish's. He starts to blow large amounts of air into her mouth while Christy presses hard onto her stomach three times in between.

Randy leans back as he hears Trish spluttering water out of her mouth and starts to cough. "You did it!" Ashley exclaims clapping her hands together. Randy hears a loud wolf whistle as he sees John walking towards him. "Whoa Orton! That must be like a record! How long have we been here, 2 hours?" John says laughing.

"It's called CPR you dip-shit" Randy says loudly. "But man! You can't say you didn't want to do that!" John replies. "Well…I….uh" Randy breaks off. "Come on dogg, were all friends here" says John, slapping Randy a high-5.

Randy carries Trish to her bed and lays her down, looking at her from different angles. It was funny how she looked so peaceful after what had just happened. Her long blonde hair draped over her slightly tanned face. Randy brushed the hair out of Trish's face before walking out.

Night

Randy couldn't sleep. Was it that he had saved someone's life today? Probably, he was always the one to be a little cocky after he did a good deed. Actually, be a little cocky was a little bit of an understatement. So what, he had given Trish CPR.

Lots of guys had, but in the form of a kiss, ranging from Jeff Hardy, Christian, Chris Jericho, The Rock and even that jackass Mr. McMahon, even though Trish hadn't wanted to.

Randy got up from his bed and walked past John's, accidentally bumping his leg. "Oh Torrie, give me another lollipop please" John moaned. Randy smirked and kept walking. John then lunged around Randy's legs, bringing him down.

"What the hell is wrong with you Cena?" Randy groaned. "Oh Randy, I thought you were someone else, do you know where Torrie is?" John asked, smoothing his hair and straightening an invisible tie. "Yeah, she's in that bed over there" says Randy, pointing to the bed that Christy was supposed to be sleeping in.

Randy darted away as John made his way over to Christy's bed, laughing at the commotion it would cause, and seeming to be right on cue, a scream was made from their camp.

Randy continued to walk along the beach when he saw Trish sitting down stroking lines in the sand. "Hi" Randy said, sitting down next to her. "Thanks for what you did today" said Trish. "It was nothing really" Randy said.

"My Hero"