"Randy!" Cody yelled as Randy hit the floor with a soft thud.

Randy looked over and winked, the bullet wedged between his teeth. He had slowed it down just enough to catch it in his teeth before falling, making it look like he was shot. To say that Cody was shocked would be the understatement of the year. The look on his face was murderous. Ted took one look around Randy and saw that he was surely covered in blood but it seemed that Randy didn't get hit at all. Confused, Ted looked up at the stands and watched the sniper move just slightly as if checking to see if his target was hit. Now Ted knew what Randy was doing, giving the killer a false vision.

"Guess Randy has more than his little gift." Ted whispered in Cody's ear.

"What do you mean?"

"Randy can infiltrate a person's mind and make them see what he wants them to see. Look, John's already reaching the sniper."

Cody looked out of the corner of his eye and saw someone stalking closer. "That's not John. John's talking to Jeff." Cody stated gesturing his head back behind them.

"Then who-" Was all Ted managed to get out before an ear piercing scream ripped through the stands and the sound of flesh being ripped apart reached their ears.

Randy stood up and spat the bullet out, "I didn't think he would be that gruesome." He simply stated as the sounds didn't faze him.

"Who is he?" Cody and Ted asked at the same time.

"His name is London Alain." Randy said smiling, "He's a wereleopard and an FBI agent."

"Great…Just great." Cody groaned.

Ted laughed, "What about you? Are you a pussy cat?"

Randy growled and glared at Ted, "Yes, I am. Got a problem with that?"

John looked over when he heard Randy growl.

"No." Ted said, "Just now makes since."

John walked over and put his arm around Randy's shoulders as a warning.

"What does that mean?" Randy asked leaning into John's touch.

"Means that we now know why you're so bitchy half the time." John stated calmly, whipping the blood off Randy's face.

"Wait, that's really your blood?" Cody asked paling.

Randy nodded and licked his lips, "Managed to scratch myself before I hit the ground. That floor isn't soft. I did a good number on my back." He said turning around, showing them his scared back.

"Ugh." Cody said shuddering.

"Don't look now but it's the dream team." John said under his breath.

Cody and Ted turned and faced Matt and The Miz.

"What do you want?" Cody growled darkly as Matt touched Randy's face softly.

"Just wanted to talk to the little Orton. That alright with you, Pops?" Matt said with a teasing glace at Cody.

"Leave, Hardy." John growled pulling Randy behind him and away from Matt's offending hand.

Randy looked between John, Ted, Cody and Matt. The Miz was smart enough to stay away from the werelion.

'I know what you are, Randy.'

Randy looked around and locked eyes with the Miz.

'I'll get you away from John. Your mate won't be able to do anything once I get my hands on your soft fur.'

Randy shook and ripped his eyes away, he felt his lion purr rather darkly and his need to kill increased tenfold.

"John, let's go. They are not worth anything." Randy whispered in John's ear.

Triple H, who was standing there watching the entire thing play out, finally came out of the shadows.

"Don't you have a meeting to get to Matt? I think Jeff would be very upset if he had to go through the meeting by himself again."

Matt looked over at Hunter, "You're right. I'll see you in the Ring, Orton."

Randy just nodded and looked over at Hunter. "You never defend me."

Hunter just shrugged and stood next to John and Randy. "I would say kill the little fuck but if you so much as harm one hair on Matt's head, I won't hesitate to remove you from the Pride. Keep your little Lion under control, John." Hunter whispered harshly.

Randy swallowed thickly and John just nodded.

"CODY!"

All three men looked and saw Cody collapse to the floor.

*The man on the ground groaned and slowly opened his eyes, his shirt was ripped up and he was covered in his own blood. "Well that's just awesome." He said no emotion in his voice at all. The leopard had left, thinking that its prey was dead. 'I'll kill that lion at some point.' The man thought with no emotion. There was a soft vibration in the back pocket. "Cody." The man said into the phone as softly as he could. "I'm on my way." Cody stood up and leaned against the wall. "Fuck." He moaned before he felt his mind being prodded.*

Cody gasped and looked at the worried faces of Ted, John, Hunter and Randy.

"You alright?" John asked.

"What did you see?" Ted asked.

"The sniper's name is Cody. I didn't catch a last name. He has no emotions and he's still alive. He got a call and is now on his way out. He felt me watching him and he pushed me away." Cody said rubbing his head. He just realized that his head was in Randy's lap and that John was softly growling.

"Sorry, John, I didn't know." Cody said blushing watching the confused looks on everyone's face.