Monday Night Raw, night after Night Of Champions, tonight is going to be epic. I have a feeling that Daniel Bryan is going to be in a lot of trouble tonight, at the hands of Alex and Miz. Again, we're backstage as the show starts. Of course after leaving Aly's house we had to fly right out to Indianapolis.
"You know Mike, you look awfully handsome tonight." Aly compliments.
"As do you Lyssa."
"Same goes for you Alex." I tell him.
"And you too." he says back.
We stand there and watch as the show starts
"24 hours removed from a historic Night Of Champions, where 4 titles changed hands. We welcome you to Monday Night Raw. We're in Indianapolis, Michael Cole and Jerry 'The King' Lawler at ringside." Michael Cole announced as the show started.
"Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome your new WWE Champion, Randy Orton!"
"Well deserved Randy, well deserved." I say.
Aly and I look at each other, then back at the screen.
"Hi Randy!" then we burst out laughing.
"Ladies and gentlemen a decisive victory last night, at the six-pack challenge at Night Of Champions for Randy Orton. King, the Viper beating 5 other men, an onslaught of lightning quick RKOs, putting the men away." Michael Cole recaps.
"What an awesome match that was last night at Night Of Champions. You know how long has it been...it's not often that you see a smile on the face of the Viper. But actually it looks good on there. Randy Orton the new WWE Champion!" King explained.
That's when Sheamus had to come out and interrupt Randy's celebration.
"King Mayo!" I yell.
"Nanananana, Mayo Man!" Aly sings.
We crack up and that causes Mike and Alex to crack up.
"Hang on! Hold on! Relax will you. For the sake of the WWE Universe, for the sake of all of you, I can not let this happen. Orton, you do not deserve this moment. See I've been WWE Champion twice now, and on both occasions...both I have had the title stolen from me. The first time at the elimination chamber and then last night in a six-pack challenge. But I guess all of you are happy huh? Because all of you have discriminated against me since I became champion." he stops there getting into the ring.
"But the thing is Randy, you have never beaten me one on one for the WWE title. And if you think that I'm going to stand back and watch you hold my property, after that jammy victory you had last night, well I'm not because as far as I'm concerned it's pathetic."
"Sheamus, considering you won the title in a fatal fourway that Nexus interfered in. And considering that the last time we faced each other one on one for the title, you got disqualified and the fact that you have never beaten me in your entire life. Well I'd say the only thing that is pathetic is you. But you're right, you're right about one thing. You are entitled to a rematch, you are. And Sheamus, I suggest you get it quickly. I suggest you do it soon, because if you contine to stand in this ring and get in my face, then it's not a rematch you're going to be recieving. It will be a punt to the skull." he threatens.
"You think you threaten me huh? You think I'm scared by all those faces you make or that crazed look in your eye, when you actually think you're a snake? Or when you hammer the mat down and you throw those temper tantrums? You think you intimidate me? Me? Fella, I'll kick your head off."
"I dare you to try." Randy responds as they stare each other down, and that's when the general manager ding goes off.
"Aw hell what now?" Aly asks annoyed.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I have recieved an email from the general manager." Cole states.
"Captain Obvious is back to his ways again." I say.
"And I quote. Randy Orton and Sheamus, you will have your one on one championship match. And when it is over, there will be no question as to who deserves to be champion. That's because you match, will have no disqualifications, no count-outs, no escape, no excuses. In just under two weeks Sheamus, you will face Randy Orton inside Hell in a Cell."
Sheamus smiles at the stipulations. Oh hell, what is he smiling for? Randy can beat his ass inside Hell in a Cell.
"Well that's magic. I've never been in Hell in a Cell, but the fact I ended Triple H's career with my own bare hands, well the odds of you leaving in one piece Orton are going to be very slim. So I guess I'll see you at Hell in a Cell, but before I leave I want one thing. Give me my gold." Sheamus says.
"Whoa buddy, your gold?" I ask outloud.
"Excuse me?" Randy asks.
"Don't play dumb. I'm talking about the WWE Championship, my WWE Championship.
Orton, you didn't beat me one on one. But I'll tell you what, if you believe in that crazy head of yours that you can actually beat me in Hell in a Cell, then I'll give it back. But if your an honorable man you'll hand it over."
"Sheamus you see that's your first mistake, because I am not an honorable man. I have hospitalized many people, some deserved it, some didn't, some were just in my way. I would RKO my own grandmother if it meant keeping this title! Then I would RKO your grandmother just to see the look on her face. I am the WWE Champion, which mean that I am the only man that carries the championship. If you really want it that bad..." he says then thinking.
"You know what, you know what? Go ahead and take it." he finishes holding the title and throwing the mic away.
He throws the title at Sheamus for him to catch it only for him to get Sheamus with an RKO.
"That's what you get Mayo Man!" Aly yells.
Randy goes back into the ring and sets himself up to go for the punt in the skull to Sheamus. He goes, but Sheamus rolls out of the way and walks backwards up the ramp.
Then we see that John Cena is going against Wade Barrett.
"Oh hell!" I say outloud.
We come back from a commercial and we see the Hart Dynasty ringside with Cole and King. Then Cody and Drew come out with their new titles.
"Gross." I say.
Their opponents were Santino and Kozlov. Santino tried some weird moves.
"What the hell is Santino doing?" I ask.
I really didn't pay attention to the match, because I didn't want to even see Cody wrestle.
"Whoa nice one by the russian!" I exclaim.
But in the end Drew and Cody won.
"Aw hell!" I scream.
After the match and recap of Morrison against Sheamus last monday, they cut to Morrison doing more of his extreme workouts.
"I'm sorry, you may hate the guy Aly but that's impressive." I say.
"Show off." Aly mutters.
We cut to a commercial and then to backstage where Edge and Zack Ryder were in the locker room.
"Oh this should be good." I say.
"Bro, I'm not going to lie, but I'm kind of glad you didn't win the title last night. Now we can go from hold out to hang out. You know, you're going to be here all the time bro. We chill again, you know hit the clubs, go dancing like this...come on." he says then fist pumping and making techno song noises and something else.
"Short bus weird." Aly says.
"Stop! When are you going to get it through your thick skull, we are not friends. I...I don't want to hang with you, okay? I have nothing, I should be the WWE Champion right now. Do you think the Raw gm is going to give me a title match anytime soon huh? You think so? No. This is not fair, I'm screwed, I'm screwed."
That's when that damn twelve year old came on the screen.
"Twelve year old! Jealous brat!" Aly yells.
"Nice shirt Daniel!" I say after.
"Excuse me guys, uh sorry to interrupt but could you guys you know just keep it down a little bit? You know?" he asks.
"Can I keep it down? You luck your way into the United States Championship and now all of a sudden you can walk around the locker room telling me, someone like me what to do? Is that it?" Edge asks flipping out.
"Bro, I think you're interupting his reading time. Hey bro read this." Zack says making the loser sign on his forehead, then going to high five Edge.
"Listen. You picked me on the wrong night, because now I'm picking you. I want to hurt someone tonight, and I'm hand picking you for that person, huh? If you got any guts, you'll meet me out there tonight, you got it?" he asks.
"Okay, i'll see you out there." he says walking away.
"See you later, loser!" Zack says again making the loser sign the wrong way, so technically he was calling himself a loser.
"The L's backwards." Edge states the obvious.
The next match that came up was between Chris Jericho and John Morrison. Long story short, John Morrison won again and Chris looked like he was going to cry.
"Awe, baby gonna cry?" I ask in a baby voice.
That's when Mike did this funny face, imitating the crybabies and Aly laughs.
"So totally perfect for Chris Jericho." she says.