TITLE: Randy's Monologue
AUTHOR NAME: Marlena R. Snape
CATEGORY: Angst
SUB-CATEGORY: General
RATING: R for language, content, and adult nature.
DISTRIBUTION: Ask and you might receive.
GENRE: Wrestling (WWE), Supernatural Cross Over. WILD SHIT.
CAST: Randy Orton (As well as a few created characters to be introduced later), The stars of the WWE (RAW & Smackdown various) Mainly the McMahon's, John Cena, Adam Copeland, and a couple created characters. More to be explained later.

STORY OVERVIEW/SUMMARY: Everyone thinks it's easy to be a third generation superstar, accomplishing everything you ever dreamed of. Not so much for Randy Orton. Wrestling was always in his blood, no matter what he had planned to do in other walks of life. With his grandfather and father's legacy in the squared circle, it was only inevitable that one day, Randy would follow in their footsteps. Low and behold, the inevitable came to pass.

He made a quick rise to success after joining the force known as "Evolution", with Triple H, Ric Flair, and Batista. Many believed it was because Randy was under Triple H, but Randy believed different. It was in him to become a succession in the WWE - he had to do something.

But he subcame to a strange realization that things weren't as they seemed in the organization. It went farther back than his father, than his grandfather, into the very depths that the sports entertainment empire was built on. The McMahon Lineage. He found out the hard way about this, after being attacked in Boston by an un-named person. Thing. Randy was changing, and so was his times, but what did that say for the man who never would have been pegged as anything more than an arrogant upstart, with nothing to show for it?

DISCLAIMER: I don't own much, save for Anastasia Copeland. In this story, she's Adam Copeland's (Edge) twin sister. As well, as Marlena Storm - who is just a character of mine. (You'll see her purpose later) Trista Lynn Orton is credit to my best friend Candace. Angel Fury is credit to my close friend Angel. Nikita Rose is credit to me, as well, for the small portion she's in it. All of this story is obviously fiction. And of course, none of these people are REALLY in the whole dark realm, thing. Could you imagine? I'd be first in line for John Cena! XD! Side Note: The prologue of this story is for the McMahon Lineage. There's a lot of inside looks and so on, that you need to know. See, aren't I considerate? ;; Anyway… Enjoy the story. I know I'm going to enjoy writing it. How could I not:-D

Prologue: The McMahon Lineage

Don't let the public dates and times fool you. The McMahon Family is more than what meets the eye. Vince McMahon, Linda McMahon, Stephanie McMahon-Levesque, and Shane McMahon aren't your typical business - raised in the spotlight family. They're much more than that. They have a dark past that not even their own co-workers know of. It's the type of 'dirty laundry' the McMahon's wouldn't think of airing out as part of their storylines on their shows. Ever. There was a darkness that surrounded their family, and had for centuries. Yes, centuries.

Vincent Kennedy McMahon was born, in the year 1340, a vampire. The McMahon lineage, was a long bred of vampires, mages, and vampiric demi-gods as far back as the family ancestry could be traced. Linda on the other hand, came from a long line of wizards and witches. So both, were none the normal in their day in age. The way they met, was through a feeding. Vince fed from Linda, leaking some of her power into him. He couldn't just leave Linda to die in that alleyway as he would have any of the other 'strumpets' he came across, he turned her, and made her his (after) life mate. Someone, he could share eternity with.

Children came into the mix, quite a ways down the line. It was a mystical thing, that brought Stephanie Marie McMahon, and Shane Brandon McMahon into their lives. Shane was born like his father, a pureblood vampire prince, with a power that was impended to grow with age. Stephanie, had more shades of her mother, as a vampiric witch. She had all the strengths of a vampire, and all the power of a dark priestess. It explained why, as a family, and a circle, the McMahon's were and still are strong.

They had all decided, as one, to keep their families secret just that. Completely and utterly hidden. Even when the WWE exploded into the "WWF Attitude" era, and the entire family were involved in angles, like the "Corporate Ministry", and so on - it was meant to be confidential. Though, playing a major part in it, Shane and Vince were able to keep their own identities under wraps, hiding behind sunglasses and pinstripe suits. No one suspected a thing. Not through the ministry, not through the family breakings, not through the McMahon-Helmsley era, at no time what so ever.

Over the years, they allowed certain people into their prestigious line. More so, just to keep it alive if anything ever happened to them for any point or purpose. Their first inductee? Adam Copeland. 'Edge'. For a while, Adam took part in a "brood" angle, that had him teamed with 'Christian' Jason Reso, and 'Gangrel' Dave Heath - the gimmick? Vampires. Or at least that's what it was taken as. Dave really was a vampire, and the 'blood' in his goblet, was not just thick Kool-aide. At that time, Adam was just your average guy. He was doing what he was asked to do, married to a wonderful woman, average. But when he pulled off the angle, Shane inducted Adam into their family, and into their lineage.

"You can never tell anyone," Shane told Adam, his tone dripping serious. "It doesn't matter. You can never…tell anyone…about this. Unless you want to die. I can't emphasize that enough. Unless you want to kill them. Or bring them into the family. Is that clear?"

"Yes." Adam retorted shortly.

"Our family has been growing for centuries. But we don't want it so big we can't control it. You can bring one person with you into our family." Shane said, before stopping Adam from impending speaking. "Before you say anything, or do anything, think long - and hard, about that one person. Think of someone, you'd want with you for the rest of your eternal life. And then, change them. But be discrete. I can't afford our family being outted by a renaissance…"

Adam was only the first of the WWE superstars turned. However, there were some who were already gifted with special traits. Patricia Stratigias, was something called a veela. A woman, blessed with such beauty, that she could seduce, and take over any person she wished. Without even trying. She wasn't a witch, or a mage, or a vampire, of any type. She was more a tool of the dark McMahon Empire, to keep their children, and their children's children fed. She would woo and spool in men and women like a fishing reel. The Undertaker, Mark Calloway, was a demon. Hence his 'deadman' gimmick, it was something the McMahon's believed would be profitable, and it would look just that. All gimmick. Questions were raised with the "American Bad-Ass" phase, hence the turn back.

Everyone else though, had their normalcy. Very few were part of the actual McMahon Empire. It was said, that Shane McMahon, though the son and younger baron of the family, held something over his Master Vampire father. Power. Shane was the most powerful being in the current McMahon lineage. In their recent history, too. Shane was dominate, he was conniving, and he knew how to get what he wanted. He was the one that discovered the many uses for sun block amongst their kind. He used Coppertone special edition, 240 SPF or more, the best money could buy. He rarely distributed it to anyone except his father, and his sister, who had dire daily meetings to tend to. Though, he was sparing with it, he was helpful to his cause, and his kind. It was a meager way of existence, but it worked, and it helped them hide their true identities.

Shane was only getting stronger though. Like it was stated, with age, or event, his power increased. After his failed marriage with Marisa Mazzola, it built up a fire in him. His power only grew after that. Especially with her threaten to out their family and their legacy to the public eye. It made him do detrimental things, and even his own family was shocked by his actions. Marissa wasn't anything involved with the family, though she was married to Shane. Shane made it clear time and time again, he didn't love the woman enough to turn her, like Stephanie had turned her then, future husband, Paul "Hunter" Levesque. Marisa was still only human, but knew everything about the family. When Shane didn't want to help her with a personal project, she flipped out on him.

"You know what, Shane…" Marissa said, laughing quietly. "You're nothing more than some blood sucking freak anyway! I want a divorce!"

"Fine by me. You'll have the papers tomorrow morning." Shane answered coldly.

"And you know what's better than that?" Marissa asked, "Oh, I'll tell you. How quick I'm going to the New York Times about all of this!"

"All…of what?"

"You! How you're all a bunch of fucking wackos!"

Shane wasn't one to take such lightly. Now, no details were given by Shane, but do to the telepathic link between relations in the McMahon Empire, everyone knew. Shane had not only silenced Marissa, but silenced her for good. He felt slighted, and panic-stricken over her manner to expose him, and his extended family. When he panicked, things…got ugly. It had only happen on one other occasion, when the truth was on the verge of being divulged. Shane McMahon wasn't the type of man you wanted to cross…

But things started to get complicated for Shane. After Marissa's 'unfortunate departure' from the family, by force, McMahon began falling for another woman. Trista Orton. The younger sister of one of the WWE's hottest and fastest rising stars, Randy Orton. At first, it was a crush. A serious crush. Randy wasn't too keen about it to be honest, after all, it was his younger sister. At the time, Trista was modeling some, and taking a stab at singing. She was friends with Adam Copeland's twin sister Anastasia, who was the head of a band called "Jealousy".

Stephanie was trying to become friends with Trista, to make things easier for Shane. She knew just how much Shane was into this girl, but refused to let anything seep out information wise about it to anyone. Especially Randy. Adam was swore to the family code of secrecy, despite his friendship with Orton. Naturally, this bothered Adam.

It was literally, months in the making. Shane tried whatever he could to woo the younger Orton, the third generation princess. He brought her flowers, he bought her jewelry, he arranged for her to fly out to the events in the McMahon personal jet - his dedication to the girl, was borderline obsession, and in fact, it was scary. His family tried to get him to back off, but his crush became downright fanatical. He was possessed by this woman, and that just made his power grow stronger. To experience such lust, such passion, it woke up a fire in McMahon that Marissa had put out over their time of marriage.

McMahon finally won Trista's heart, though, much to the dismay and concern of her older brother. It wasn't a matter of him not trusting Shane, as much as it was a matter of him not wanting to see his little sister tied up in McMahon family business. He wanted her to live the life she was living. She had seemed so happy. Trista didn't change in Randy's eyes, but what changed was her. She married Shane, June 10th of that year, and the night their honeymoon began, which was a trip to Milan, Italy - paid courteously of her new in-laws, Vince and Linda, Shane transformed Trista into his life partner. His, afterlife partner. It was something he wouldn't even do with his 'childhood sweetheart' Marissa. Trista never told Randy, but Randy thought something was wrong. Brother's instinct.

The family was growing though. Adam had picked his one. He made his one his twin Anastasia. It wasn't a matter of lust, it was a matter of love. He was the closest in the world to his sister, she was his one true best friend. And when his marriage was on the verge of dwindling and burning out? There was no sense, at all, to make his wife his one. Things got complicated though in the McMahon lineage. Later, Adam went through a lengthy divorce project, that ended his long relationship with Alanah.

Randy Orton was attacked outside of the Fleet Center when the WWE came to Boston, Massachusetts. He was attacked by an unnamed person, rather type, that involved him being bitten. When Randy was found, it was by Adam.

"Randy!" Adam shrieked, as Randy was too weak to even look up. Adam was scared as he propped Randy's head up on his jacket, feeling his forehead, and the side of his face. He was going cold, and the figure, had vanished in almost a flash when a growling Adam showed up. "Randy stay awake, come on!"

Immediately, Adam pulled out his cell phone. He was going to ask Shane to bring Randy into the family. He was dying right before Adam's eyes. Adam could not only feel it, but smell it, taste it, and he didn't enjoy that feeling. Getting a hold of Shane, Shane actually demanded Adam to take the deed. To do it for the family.

Wasting little time, he put his lips to Randy's neck, and bit down into his tender flesh. There wasn't much blood left, to be honest, but he only needed a little. He then sliced his wrist with his long, black painted fingernail, and put his wrist to Randy's lips.

"Randy, drink it…"

At first, Randy struggled away from it. Until the blood touched his lips. Randy began drinking, before long, he was entranced by the taste, and began hungrily feasting on the liquid, crimson life that poured into his expiring body. His body began to quiver, taking it's last steps into death, but he didn't die. His body sat straight up, and he looked at Adam, his blue eyes crystalline, staring up at his saving grace.

"Randy…" Adam said, putting his hand on his friend's face.

"What did you do to me…?" Randy asked, as Adam put his head down.

"I couldn't let you die."

"What happened? Where am I? What am I?" Randy asked, as Adam took a voluntary breath, looking back at his friend, his own eyes deep with seriousness.

"You were bitten, man… in Boston, and well, you're…a vampire."

A/N: this is just the beginning of one hell of a story, in my opinion. The idea of having a supernatural side to the WWE is just, intriguing as all hell knows to me. Enjoy, R&R, you know the routine by now. - M.S