Disclaimer: I'M BACK! I still don't own the rights to the WWE. I'm too lazy to coming up with some clever one-liners. An old rival returns.
Beyond The League: A New Journey
Chapter XIV
A Homecoming Gone Awry
New Year's Revolution saw Drake Williams retain his WWE title after a bruising battle with the Undertaker. Sadly, he did not leave without feeling the aftereffects; Drake took a headfirst bump onto the steel steps followed by a crash into the barricade. Drake suffered minor shoulder damage and a Grade-1 concussion, which required at least two weeks healing.
RAW came live from the Pepsi Arena in Albany, New York and Drake Williams is not present. But the show must go on without him as Jim Ross is about to conduct an interview via satellite with Drake Williams. At the WWE Headquarters in Stamford, Drake is getting set for the interview.
"Lading and gentleman, standing by at WWE Headquarters in Stamford, Connecticut is the WWE Champion, Drake Williams," Ross announced. Drake appeared on screen to a big pop from the crowd. "Drake, we haven't on RAW since New Year's Revolution."
"We understand that you suffered a Grade-1 concussion and a shoulder injury. What is the status of your condition if you don't mind my asking?"
"JR, I'm recovering nicely," Drake said. "But I don't wanna talk about my physical wellbeing."
"At New Year's Revolution, I engaged in the fight of my life with the Undertaker; and I beat him. I've proven myself to all those smarks who think they know wrestling that I can beat Undertaker."
"Well, Drake if I may be so bold…" JR said.
"And when are you not?" Drake jokes.
"There have been many people who have predicted that Undertaker would win the title that night in East Rutherford."
"Yeah, well far as those people who said I'd lose go," Drake said. "Those people can kiss my ass. They're smarks, plain and simple. I went into East Rutherford, New Jersey and I've proven to them that I can beat the Undertaker."
"However, I don't feel as though I've proven it to myself."
Jerry "The King" Lawler chimes in. "Drake if I may interject, you've been the WWE Champion for ten months running. You've beaten everybody you've been in the ring with."
"Why is it that you feel as though you need to beat someone the caliber of Undertaker again?"
Drake could not really come up with a legitimate answer. He finally answers, "Call it destiny; which is why I'm challenging the Undertaker in a rematch at the Royal Rumble for the WWE Championship."
"I'm gonna make it interesting this time around; I will allow Taker to choose a stipulation for that match. Anything he wants. I've proven that I can pin Taker, now I'm gonna prove that I can beat him."
"Furthermore," Drake said. "The Royal Rumble happens in three weeks. But you can expect to see me in two weeks on RAW in my hometown of Baltimore, Maryland. Taker, you better have an answer to my challenge; I'll be waiting."
Two weeks later, RAW came live from Baltimore in the First Mariner Arena. Drake Williams' music started playing and the ovation nearly blew the roof off the arena. The WWE Champion did not come on stage, but rather through the crowd. Drake made his way down to ringside and stepped over the barricade. He rolls into the ring and climbs onto the nearest corner, soaking up the reaction from his hometown faithful. The champion asks for a mic and gets set to speak but the crowd will not let him. Finally they quiet down enough for Drake to air out what is his mind.
"HOT DAMN IT'S GOOD TO BE HOME!" Drake yelled. "The last time I was here, I was kicking ass and taking names and something else I can't quite put my finger on."
Drake stopped and looked the fifteen pounds of gold draped over his shoulder. "Oh that's right, I won the WWE Championship, BABAY!" The champion gets a monster pop out of the hometown crowd.
"But enough of the formalities unfortunately," Drake said. "I've got some business to take of and that business pertains to you, Undertaker."
"I gave you two weeks to think about my challenge; any match you want and I'll gladly put the gold the line. Either way, this coming Sunday, the Road to WrestleMania begins with the Royal Rumble."
"So what's it gonna be, Taker," Drake asked. "Any match you want."
Drake waits for the Deadman to make his entrance. He placed the title belt in the corner and starts pacing around the ring. At that moment, Mr. McMahon's music plays and he emerges from the back. The WWE Chairman power walks his way down to the ring, though Drake usually thinks he crapped himself again. Vince McMahon asks for a microphone.
"Well now, look who thinks he calls all the shot," Vince stated ever so sarcastically. "Seriously however, I must compliment you Drake."
"Look at you; you're the WWE Champion, ten months running. You're only twenty-seven years old and you've barely even reached your prime. You've beaten just about everyone in you path."
Drake suddenly gets in the boss's face. "Is there a point to this, old man," he asks. "I'm out here in front of my hometown calling out the Undertaker."
"First of all, don't ever interrupt me again or call me an old man," Vince started.
Drake thinks to himself, 'He's in his frigging sixteen's for God's sake; what am I supposed to call him? Plus he always walks likes he's got broomstick shoved up his ass.'
"As far as your challenge goes, you don't make the matches, I do. But I have set up a match at Royal Rumble."
"It will be Drake Williams vs. Undertaker, but this match will have a third party, thus making it a Triple Threat match for the WWE Championship," Vince continue, or more like rambled on. "Furthermore, it'll be No Holds Barred."
Drake looks at McMahon almost dumbfounded. "Just out of sheer curiosity, exactly who this "third party" you're referring to?"
"That's a long story but let me give the short version," Vince said.
Drake thought, 'Oh crap, here we go again!'
"This past weekend, there was a trade and as a result, one John Bradshaw Layfield has returned to SMACKDOWN."
'Oh good,' Drake thought once more. 'I don't to put up with that jerkoff anymore. The Wrestling Gods hate him anyway.'
"The new RAW superstar is the same person who'll be involved in the Triple Threat at the Rumble and he is in this very building tonight."
"Enough with the secrets, McMahon," snarled Drake. "Who is the guy?"
"Believe me, Mr. Williams, I'm sure you know this man," Vince said. "Let's just say he'd be three letters away from victory."
Drake looked at his boss in utter confusion when the audience started reacting. Out of nowhere, Randy Orton come in and hits the RKO on the champion. The Legend Killer stands over the fallen champion, coldly looking down on him. Orton then demands a microphone and get in Drake's face.
"How're you doing, Drake," Orton asked. "You and I have some unfinished business."
The ever pompous Randy Orton stands up and takes possession of the WWE Title belt. "At the Royal Rumble, a new champion will be crown, and you and the Undertaker will fall to the RKO, courtesy of the Legend Killer."
Randy Orton, in all his arrogance, drapes the belt over Drake's and takes his leave. Orton is halfway up the ramp posing as only he can just as Drake is coming to. He looks up at his old rival with nothing short of absolute hatred. This was not the homecoming the WWE Champion was hoping for; now he has to contend with Randy Orton and the Undertaker at the Royal Rumble.
As a result of his actions, Randy Orton was set up to face the Undertaker later that night. Near the end of that match, Orton nails the RKO and he looks to have the match won. Drake Williams suddenly appears and tackles the Legend Killer. The champion beats down Orton almost sadistically before tossing him out of the ring, just as Taker sits up.
Drake turns and winds up in Taker's death grip but fights out of it. The two warriors get into a slugfest and Taker gets the better of the fight. He gets his hand on Drake's throat and prepares for a Chokeslam when Randy Orton comes back with a steel chair. He blasts Taker in the back, and then hits Drake in the head. Orton hits Taker one more time in the head for good measure. The Legend Killer stood tall over his opponents as he may be the man to beat at Royal Rumble.
All in all, this night has proven to be a rough homecoming for Drake Williams. It could get way worse at the Royal Rumble, especially with Randy Orton now gunning for the gold.
Author's note: I've been told that the highlight of the last story was the Drake Williams/Randy Orton feud. As a result, the Legend Killer is back to haunt my boy. Please read and review so I can continue on.