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Chapter 2 - An Unarranged Meeting

Two weeks later…

It was the night that everyone wasn't looking forward to. Well not exactly everyone, but definitely most people. The night of the draft lottery has approached and every WWE superstar from Raw, Smackdown and ECW would be pacing around, anxiously waiting for their names to be called and also hoping that they would stay in their original show. All thanks to Shane McMahon who made that announcement live on Raw so to his words, nobody is not safe when it comes to this event. Anyone could be drafted and when it has been done, it's done. You either have to like or hate it...he doesn't care. That choice is up to the Superstar...

But there was only one person who was hyped up about it, much to the two certain divas' annoyance, as a brunette diva from ECW, took the draft lottery as a chance for the power of destiny to do its work.

"Seriously, you're totally out of it," Layla placed her hands on her hips. "You honestly think that Randy will be drafted to our show?"

"Of course!" Brooke's brown eyes would glitter with glee. She knew that destiny would make it all come true no matter what. She and Randy will end up together and it would like a fairytale but just even better.

It would all be real.

The three divas were at the corridors at the backstage area of the arena where Raw was hosting this grand event.

That will change everyone's life forever.

Or to turn your world around, to Brooke's words that is when there's a likely chance that Randy would end up in ECW just as how destiny planned it.

Kelly simply shook her head and rolled her eyes by the fact that Brooke acted like some naïve teenager crushing onto a celebrity like Brad Pitt.

Only he's not Randy Orton of course.

"Brooke, stop thinking about this whole destiny crap!" Kelly snapped. "It's driving us crazy!"

"But that's what brings couples together, don't you see that?"

Layla held her hands up in frustration and a sign of giving up. "Okay this is getting nowhere."

"Look guys, you may not see it now but one day, you'll see."

"Oh Brooke," Kelly sighed. "You dumped all the guys out there just to save yourself for him. I mean you've only saw Randy on TV and already you're head over heels?"

Brooke smiled dreamily at the thought. She could remember that night very well.


She was in her home, flipping through the channels in her bedroom. Nowadays, for her, television isn't always that exciting.

Boring.

She changed the channel instantly and added her comment as she past them.

Boring.

Seen it.

Boring.

Boring.

"Aw, it's Holly and Vince!" said Brooke as her favorite sitcom What I Like About You was showing on the screen. "But I've already seen that episode, too."

Brooke flipped through the channels once again. She groaned. "Why couldn't TV be a bit more interesting?"

She stopped at a channel in time to see a wrestler making his pose on the turnbuckle.

"Finally we're getting somewhere!"

Instantly she could recognize what show she was viewing by the broadcaster's voice in the background.

"Oh it's Raw. But of course, today's Monday!"

She has never watched that show but she has heard from some of the Superstars who have gotten the experience from there, such as Rob Van Dam for example. She never has got the time to watch it either because of the traveling she has to go through. But now that she was at the comfort of her home at last since ECW will air in her hometown tomorrow night, tonight would be a good time to see her show's competitor.

And making his way to the ring, from St. Louis, Missouri…

She was in awe from the moment he stepped into the stage and soon held his hands out as he made a pose in front of the golden pyro waterfall. His muscular body glowed by the spotlights as he made his way down to the ring. He would make that cocky smile at his opponent before getting onto the second turnbuckle and made the same pose to the crowd.

He's so handsome!

She was clutching onto the pillow and held it close to her stomach. What was that feeling she was having now? That 'fluttery' kind of feeling in her stomach?

Whatever it is, it sure feels good!

The belt instantly displayed on the screen to show that the intercontinental champion was on the line and the man that she was suddenly attached to was the Jeff Hardy's opponent. Soon the bell sounded, which signaled the start of the match and the young brunette diva would look on with interest…

Ten minutes had past. She was amazed by his agility and his cunning style. Not only that he was good looking, he was very talented and that was a plus.

The Champion was gaining momentum and the crowd was up to their feet. He was going for the Twist of Fate but his opponent somehow got out of the predicament and executed his finishing move.

RKO, out of nowhere! J.R. remarked on the reversal. That should make it, King!

The crowd would count along with the referee as he slapped the mat three times and then it was all over.

"Wow, he's so amazing," she said softly to herself as her eyes were still glued to the screen as the referee handed him the prized belt and then raised his arm in victory while a female voice was heard from the background as the ring announcer claimed the winner.

Here's your winner and the new WWE Intercontinental Champion, Randy Orton!


Randy Orton was in the locker room with his best friend and current WWE Champion John Cena who had just came back from his first match against the World Heavyweight Champion Edge, who was self proclaimed to be 'The King of Smackdown.'

"Too bad you lost. But hey at least you got your last laugh!"

John laughed. "Yeah and a big one too if you know what I mean."

Randy nodded and chuckled. Edge won the match already but the first draft pick that his show Smackdown has gotten was known to be the Punjabi giant, The Great Khali.

"Wow, the show sure started off with a massive blow!" said Randy.

"Yeah," said John and gave a kiss to his championship belt, knowing that the Giant wouldn't be hunting for it anymore. "I love draft lotteries!"

"Maybe you do but I don't," Randy said sarcastically.

Randy disliked draft lotteries and he would hate it so much if he found out he has to move out from a show that was doing so great in. He has his best friend to travel on the road with and it just won't be the same if the draft lottery would do just that: move him from Raw.

"Okay, maybe I don't love draft lotteries but for now, it's doing me a big favor!"

Randy smirked. "Yeah, I'm sure of it."

John grinned as he unscrewed his cap of the water bottle to take a nice refreshing drink to quench his thirst after a good match.

"So, do you have a match later tonight?"

Randy shrugged. "I don't know."

This night wasn't like every other Monday night. For a special three hour show like this, the matches were due to be impromptu so any Superstar in this building would be notify if need be so they would be prepared for it.

"I haven't heard anything from Coach or Shane for that matter," he continued. "But I bet I'll be in one."

"How could you not be? Those girls out there are dying to see you in action!"

He chuckled. "You're so right about that. Why, I'm far better looking than the WWE Champion."

"Don't even go there."

The locker room was full of echoes as the two Raw Superstars burst out laughing. John ended his laugh with a sigh.

"You know, this could be the last time we would share the same locker room together."

"Yeah I know and it sucks."

"You don't have to tell me that," John chuckled. "But no matter what the outcome of this draft, we'll still be friends…" Then he changed his tone to a low one as he ended with, "And rivals."

Randy laughed. "But of course." He then got up from the bench, taking his championship belt with him.

"I'm heading out to see what's going on out there."

"Okay then, see ya."

Soon the intercontinental champion stepped out of the locker room and went straight through the corridor. Of course he would be in a match, there was no doubt about it and he knew that. He was the Legend Killer, and he lived up to his name when he successfully defeated some of the most respected people in the wrestling business. He has outmost respect for them but still, they didn't call him by his the well known moniker for nothing.

What the hell?

He discovered a little white fluffy dog with something in its mouth as it was running with such speed that Randy has never seen before. He was confused to see Torrie's pet at that time, knowing that Chloe would always be around the blonde Boise belle.

Chloe was running to his direction and he moved aside promptly. Randy watched her ran off to the next direction until she was nowhere in sight. Still wearing that confused look on his face, he turned back around.

Okay then?

"Come back here you-!"

That sentence was cut off abruptly when the person who happened to be chasing Chloe sharply turned the corner that would lead to the next corridor, only to be bumped into the Legend Killer. Randy nearly fell back but he managed to get to his two feet and was quick enough to reach out for the person's arm on time.

"Whoa! That was a close one," Randy breathed out.

"Oh wow yeah," said a female voice and let out a nervous laugh. "I'm sorry, I-"

She stopped and looked up at him. Randy simply smiled at her. "That's okay. Just watch where you're going next time."

"Oh y-yeah, I'll do that."

Her eyes were upon a championship belt that was lying next to her foot. Randy saw this and realized that he dropped it when he helped the woman just in time before she fell to the floor. He went for the belt but she picked it up already.

"Wow…it's the I.C. belt," she said while taking a good look at it.

Randy nodded. "Yes it is."

"I heard of the well known people who held this title over the years."

"Oh yeah, they were great. They made it big in this business."

She smiled a bit and then shook her head a bit as if she was in a daze for a good minute and handed back his prized possession.

"Well, here you go."

"Thank you," he said politely.

"You're welcome."

He slapped his belt back on his shoulder and he continued on.

"And uh, if you're wondering where Chloe is-"

"Excuse me?"

"The dog?"

"Oh right."

Randy chuckled and pointed to a corridor behind him. "She went that way."

"Oh cool thanks."

She stood still for about ten seconds and was appeared to be slightly embarrassed when she just realized she did. She turned her heel of her boot and walked past him.

"Oh before you go, may I ask what just happened here?"

"That so-called 'sweetie-poo' just stole my hot dog."

Randy laughed. "What?"

"You heard me, she did. Oh she's in for a good spanking, big time."

"Well good luck in finding her."

She nodded and smiled at him.

They were still looking at each other.

"So aren't you going to find her now?"

"Who?"

"Chloe."

"Excuse me?"

Randy cracked up with laughter. "Wow, your head is up high in the clouds, isn't it?

She laughed nervously. "Sorry, I'm going right now."

"Okay. See ya later I guess."

She nodded and smiled as she moved her feet backwards and then turned her heel to go.

"Ouch!"

He knew it would be rude to laugh so he covered his mouth to stop himself. The woman had her fingers rubbing gently against her now sore nose after smacking her face against the bare wall.

"I'm okay," she quickly insisted.

"I'm glad to hear that," said Randy.

The woman flashed a grin across her face and then disappeared off to the next corridor. The intercontinental champion finally let out a laugh out of his chest after he has gotten himself in an awkward yet funny moment.

That sure was odd…

He shook his head and tried to stop himself from laughing as he went along his way. He doesn't know her but he has seen her before along with two other girls, dancing in the ring. That thought in mind slipped out of his mind as he came upon a spacious area where the Superstars would be standing around chatting, or just be quiet as the draft lottery continued to roll on. This thought was stuck in his mind and then let out a sigh to the fact that it might be the last time that he would be under the 'Monday night' spotlight.


Brooke was smiling to herself like a maniac. So they think she was insane to believe in fate, didn't they? Well wouldn't she have her last laugh when she would tell them that she had just talked to Randy face to face!

It's destiny! I just know that it is!

Brooke giggled to herself and let out a sigh and a happy one too. She then found the naughty little dog she was looking for earlier on and made a smile as she picked up Chloe.

"You won't believe who I saw just now," said Brooke. "It's him! It's really him!"

Chloe made a cute little bark as if trying to get into a conversation with her and Brooke giggled.

"I'm sure you've seen him when you ran by. He's so handsome isn't he?"

Chloe barked again and Brooke laughed.

"Come on, we're going to the catering room."

She went through the corridor when it would lead them to the catering room.

"Oh and Chloe, don't think that I'm not going to tell Torrie about you because I am. And you're getting a spanking too."

And as a response, the fluffy white dog whimpered and gave her an innocent look.

When it comes to Randy's smile, she would melt in an instant. But the eyes of a puppy that just played a mischievous act. Well, that was another story.

"Nice try, but I'm not falling for it this time."