Match Three: Orton vs Orton

[Vince McMahon]

Match Three:
K. Orton vs Randy Orton

The Legend Killer will be debuting against the former Thy WWE World champion, K. Orton. A win here for the young Randy Orton will be huge for him and his future here in Thy WWE! K. Orton has been in some kind of hole and a win at Justice for Some will surely change that!

RP Limit: 1

RP here.

[Randy Orton]

Prologue: A Bite From A Viper

In a pay per view called Justice for some, a debut would be taking place. The Legend Killer, Randy Orton would be debuting and in killing fashion. He would be taking on a man who claimed to be an adoptive son of Randy Orton. Little did Orton know, Randy Orton was a few years older than Kurt was. This would be quite the challenge as Kurt is a former champion as well as a money in the bank winner. This may be quite even a challenge for Kurt Orton as he had never faced his so called adoptive dad. But what would Randy Orton have to say about the allegations that he had adopted a son? Well, soon enough Justice for Some will reveal everything. Tonight would be the night that everything changes. Kurt Orton, former World champion would have a lot on his plate. Kurt wouldn’t be just facing his “father.” He would be facing the man who truly believes in pain. He would be facing man who simply cares about nothing but himself. He would be facing the Legend Killer, Randy Orton. Randy Orton wouldn’t be worried either way because he was always fully confident in his capable abilities. At the end of the night, only one Orton will emerge victorious. Only one Orton can call themselves the better Orton. Will Randy Orton have a delightful debut or will he fall to his supposedly adopted son? Tune in to the pay per view Justice for Some to find out!

Scene 001: Father and son chat…?

The scene opened up to the outside area. Randy Orton had just arrived, carrying his luggage. A shadowed figure appeared in front of him. When he looked up, he finally became face to face with what he saw. It was none other than the man who was holding his money in the bank briefcase, Kurt Orton. To his dismay, Orton didn’t recognize him or who he was. But what he was about to find out was going to be very shocking to say the least. Kurt crossed his arms, looking at his “father” as he began to speak.

’Mr. Money In The Bank’ Kurt Orton
“Hello, father…. I guess you don’t really remember me… Do you? My name is Kurt Orton…. Money in the Bank winner. You look different from what I remember, for the most part anyway. Tonight is the night dad…”

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Orton was obviously confused, taking a deep breath. He dropped his luggage for the time being, looking at Kurt eye to eye. Orton took it upon himself to take his time. It didn’t take him long to begin to speak.

’The Legend Killer’ Randy Orton
“Clearly you got me mixed up with someone else kid… Are you a little too old to be playing games? It’s not possible that I could’ve adopted you. I’m a few years older than you… It does not make any sense once so ever. But if you come at me like that again, I can show you what a real Orton can truly do.”[/color]

Orton smirked as he stared down Kurt. He paced around as he saw the look of surprise on Kurt’s face. Orton chuckled to himself ever so lightly. He continued to speak just because he could.

’The Legend Killer’ Randy Orton
“What, you didn’t think I would snap you into reality? Face it Kurt, I wouldn’t want a loser like you as my son. I know who you are. I’ve watched you from afar… I see how you slander my name by claiming that I am your father. I also saw how you’ve gotten lucky in the past couple of months. And all I keep thinking about is, if that was me… well, it’s obvious that I, Randy Orton wouldn’t need luck.”[/color]

Kurt Orton took a deep breath and let out a sharp sigh. He looked his father dead in the face. He took his time to gather his thoughts up for the most part. Kurt opened his mouth, simply to speak of course.

’Mr. Money In The Bank’ Kurt Orton
“Father why are you saying all of these things? Well, it doesn’t matter either way. Tonight, you and I are in the ring. And I will show you that my accomplishments I won so far was not luck. Tonight, I’m going to humble you dad by beating you within an inch of your life. I’m going to beat you and gain your approval, just you wait.”[/color]

Kurt had gotten intense, and Randy was just taken aback. He was impressed, and it was hard to impress the legend killer. Randy took his time and just began to think. He broke his silence, opening his mouth now.

’The Legend Killer’ Randy Orton
“You think you can beat me? Oh please, you wouldn’t get yourself out of a wet paper bag! It’s going to take a lot more than words to even consider beating me. And I can assure you, I’m not one to lie down for anyone. So if you have a better plan, I suggest you think of something quick. Because at the end of the night, I will show you why the Legend Killer prevails over everybody.”[/color]

Kurt nodded, though the reality was that it went in one ear and out the other. Kurt crossed his arms, swaying back and forth now. It didn’t take him long to warm up and speak out now.

’Mr. Money In The Bank’ Kurt Orton
“Oh, don’t worry I’ll use more than words tonight… And maybe then you’ll see that you’re not as great as you claim to be. The worse case scenario is for a son to beat his father. That’s exactly what you’re going to have to live with for the majority of your time here. Because tonight, I plan to overcome an obstacle. Father, right now you are that obstacle I must overcome. And I won’t be satisfied into I beat you.”[/color]

Randy Orton smirked to himself, thinking. He chuckled deviously as he couldn’t believe it. Kurt had confidence in himself, but so did Randy. He took the time as he proceeded to begin to speak.

’The Legend Killer’ Randy Orton
“Ya know, talk is cheap Kurt… And to be completely honest with you, I’m done talking. Everything that’s already been said is going to be proven in that ring. But I will say one last thing. Tonight, you will find out that Randy Orton is far more superior to you. And is way to handsome, and far too intelligent to be any father of yours. I will defeat you, courtesy of the RKO…”[/color]

Randy picked his luggage back up, rolling it. He headed to the backstage entrance, leaving Kurrt in confusion. The scene faded to black from that moment on.

Scene 002: One Goal

The scene opened up to the locker room area the commotion was heard all through the arena. There was one locker room in particular that stood out from all of the rest, and it was Randy Orton’s locker room. The camera angle switched to that particular room. It was set up and locker down. Randy Orton was sitting down in his locker room, lacing up his boots. He then spotted the camera with a sly smirk on his face. He knew that what he could say could either help or damage his career. Either way, Orton had always been known for taking good risks. Randy Orton parted his lips as he began to speak.

’The Legend Killer’ Randy Orton
“My name… My name is Randy Orton. Tonight I have the unfortunate pleasure of debuting in front of all of you people in the stands. It’s sad really… I mean to perform in front of a bunch of idiots who wouldn’t be able to recognize talent even if it slapped them in the face. Tonight, you people will get to witness greatness unlike you have ever seen before. Now, while it’s true that I talk a good game, you better bet your ass that I know how to back it up. Let it be known that when it comes to backing up words, there’s no one better at it than The Legend Killer, Randy Orton. Being a third generation superstar certainly has its advantages, and if you ever watched me in the past, you would know that I’ll take what’s given to me. You people disgust me to no end in reality. You got all of these so called favorites and you call them great, and talented. The fact of the matter is, none of your great stars have ever had the pleasure nor the opportunity to face the caliber of a star in the making. They’ve never came close to facing the One Man Dynasty, the Viper, The Legend Killer, Randy Orton. Tonight, it’ll come to reality and fruition that Randy Orton is exactly what he says he is…. Maybe even more.”[/color]

Randy Orton smirked cockily, crossing his arms momentarily. He shrugged his shoulders forward for the time being. He looked back up at the camera with intentions flowing all over the place.

’The Legend Killer’ Randy Orton
“Now that I’ve gotten that off of my chest… there is something else that I need to set straight. My opponent for the night, claims that he’s my adopted son… He has been claiming it for a while now from what I understand… Why would I want a little bitch like him for a son? He couldn’t be no son of mine. He doesn’t’ have my intensity…. He doesn’t have my intelligence…. He sure as hell doesn’t have my good looks. I would’ve remembered adopting someone as pathetic as this kid. Someone obviously didn’t slap him back to reality enough. Well I am more than happy to take over where others have obviously failed. Kurt Orton… He even went as far as to take my last name as if it’s legitimate… This kid will soon realize that I’m not his father. There is no logical explanation for any of this. Look, I am four years older than this kid so it’s almost impossible for any logic to come to past. Let’s face facts here, we all know that if I ever decided to adopt a son… He would obviously look so much better than the little bitch I’m facing tonight. The kid has a face that only a disfigured and disgusted mother would love. If you don’t get what I’m implying, that’s too bad you’ll get it on the way home. My point is, I would’ve remembered if I adopted a grown man as my son. Or half of a man anyway.”[/color]

Orton shook his head with a smug look on his face, standing up from his locker room. The cameras rose up as he simply continued on. He took a deep breath before doing so.

’The Legend Killer’ Randy Orton
“Kurt Orton, you may be money in the bank winner, but that’s insignificant in this match. You see, I’m going to beat you within an inch of your life. There won’t be a damn thing you could do about it. The one man dynasty is here to make an impact, and if he has to start by kicking your scrawny ass all around the arena, then. You call yourself my son, but you don’t know the first thing about me. If you did, you would know that while you’re trying so hard to earn my approval…. You should know that the one man dynasty is not easily amused. Kurt, you think that I owe you something. Just because you are a money in the bank winner and a former world champion means nothing to me. Right now, to me you’re nothing more than an obstacle that stands in my way of my number one goal. My number one goal, incase you didn’t know is the thy world championship. You solely think that because you’re so delusional, and that you’re so stupid you’re any kin of mine? You better get a grip and real quick, Kurt. As of this moment, mark my words…. I will achieve victory over you. And there will be absolutely nothing you could do about it. Tonight I will defeat you, and then I will climb up the ranks to gain exactly what I deserve. Tonight, you’ll be just statistic. But you’ll be my statistic in my win-loss column.”[/color]

Randy Orton smirked at his words, realizing how high his confidence at that moment was. He shook his head as he obviously wanted to say jus tone more thing before he calculated victory. He opened his mouth after taking a deep breath and looking straight into the camera.

’The Legend Killer’ Randy Orton
“Some may say that tonight may be the biggest match in my life. Probably because I’m facing a former world champion. Look, that isn’t my concern. My concern is kicking your head off Kurt Orton. You don’t know who you’re dealing with; I am the most dangerous superstar in Thy WWE today. If you don’t believe me, I’ll be glad to show you tonight in that very ring. Tonight is going to be the night that history is going to be made. The reason why I said that is because it’s my debut in THY WWE. While at the same time it is my debut, I can’t help but feel that tonight is going to be the night. Tonight is going to be the night that all of your fans Kurt will witness you destroyed at the hands of your own “father”. Kurt, you seem to forget… I’m no ordinary person. I am third generation superstar, the viper, the legend killer, the apex predator and one man Dynasty…. My name is Randy Orton. And tonight, you will find out exactly how dangerous your “old man” can be. At the end of the day, when it’s all said and done… We will find out who the better Orton is. We will find out who is the most destructive Orton is… At the end, the answer will end up the same….me. That will only happen to you, courtesy of the R…K…O! Kurt you made your bed, and now…. Now you have to sleep in it.”[/color]

The cameras faded off of him as he smirked deviously. The scene faded to black after the words spoken by Randy Orton.

Scene 003: One Thing In Mind

The scene opened up to the backstage area where the stagehands and other workers were setting things up and getting it all together. The road agents were roaming around, gathering things together. Burris Troy stepped into the scene in a suit as he just waited for the person he was set to interview. Randy Orton was coming from the locker room area as he had his RKO T-Shirt on and his signature tights. He looked over at the interview with a smirk on his face. He just stood there, crossing his arms while in the midst of taking a huge breath. Burris looked at Orton, nodding slightly. He opened his mouth, pulling the mic towards him. He began to speak a little while after.[/color]

’Interviewer’ Burris Troy
“Ladies and gentlemen, my name is Burris Troy…. Here with me tonight is a man who makes his debut tonight at Justice for Some! Tonight he gets to tango with the current money in the bank winner, and former world champion… Tonight he faces Kurt Orton. Tonight here with me is a man who is called by many, The Viper, The Apex Predator and my favorite The Legend Killer. This is The One Man Dynasty, RANDY ORTON!”[/color]

Randy Orton let up a smirk, looking deviously at Burris for a moment. He had intentions in mind. Burris knew he had to hurry up at that point. He opened his mouth as he prepared to speak.

’Interviewer’ Burris Troy
“Tonight is your big debut…. And I know in the back, you’ve said pretty much what you wanted to say… But I have to ask you… What are your opinions on Kurt Orton continuing to think you adopted him? I mean it’s clear as day that you didn’t know anything about it. It must’ve crossed your mind several times.”[/color]

Orton developed a smug look on his face. He shook his head as he took his time for the moment. He uncrossed his arms as he just stared at Troy. He parted his lips as he proceeded to begin to speak.

’The Legend Killer’ Randy Orton
“That has got to be the stupidest question that I’ve EVER heard. If anyone truly knows me, and I mean that seriously… They would know that if I chose to adopt a child… He would be a lot better looking that some punk kid who’s only a world champion based on luck. That’s just it… It’s been luck. Luck can only strike once, yet he got lucky more than that. Now if it was me, I wouldn’t need luck because I could win those accomplishments on my own without any sense of backing down from a fight. Kurt Orton thinks that he’s god’s gift to the world because well…. All because I adopted him, supposedly. Well, perhaps he’s just misinformed, or damn stupid. Let’s be completely honest, you and I both know Burris, that I couldn’t have adopted Kurt. I’m four years older than him. It wouldn’t make any sense either way. Either he’s making it up, or I must’ve been so drunk that I completely forgot. Yes, that should explain everything. I would had to have to be drunk in order to even remember such an disgusting deed. And it’s disgusting because… Well, Kurt simply disgusts me. There’s no simpler way to put it to be perfectly honest with you. Tonight is the night where we find out who the better Orton is. But we all know there’s no question about that… We truly know that it is the one that’s standing before you to day. Now, if you have any more interesting questions…. I surely suggest that you move along. Because if you don’t…. I’ll be forced to RKO where you stand, and trust me…. I don’t think you want that.”[/color]

Randy Orton looked to be serious with an intense look on his face. Burris sure as hell didn’t want to get an RKO so he knew from that moment on he had to move on. Burris chuckled nervously as he pulled the mic towards his lips. He soon began to speak right after.

Burris Troy
“How do you feel going into this match? Do you think you can beat Kurt Orton? I know it’s a stretch but I mean it’s your debut. Who better to defeat than a former world champion?[/color]

Orton had a disgusted look on his face as he looked at Burris Troy. He sucked on his teeth for the moment. He took a sharp deep breath, attempting not to think so much. Words began to form from his mouth as he prepared at that point to speak.

’The Legend Killer’ Randy Orton
“You call yourself the Prodigy, Kurt… and it’s good that you call yourself that. But naturally those that call themselves that are simply weak minded fools. You are one of those fools. You’re a fool if you think that I’ll hold back just because you believe that you’re my son. But if it is true, then I should’ve abandoned you along time ago. You’re nothing compared to me. My talent out grows yours, and I’m far more good looking that you could even imagine. Kurt, tonight your luck will run out. You have no idea what you’re up against. And I don’t expect you to understand because with Randy Orton, you won’t know what to expect. I can tell you what you can expect… You can expect that I’ll punt you in the skull… And then that’ll take you out permanently… Let’s face it Kurt, you and I both know that you’re no match to me. You’re not even a threat to me, so I can care less what people think. I could care less what the critics might say. I came to the Thy WWE for one sole purpose…. I came to become a champion, to achieve greatness. I came to prove that I am the best all round wrestler this company has ever seen. The only one that’s standing in the way of that is you. So tonight if I have to run through you like I’ll do anyone else that gets in my way, I’ll do just that. Trust me when I say this though Kurt, I don’t care about you. I don’t care what you stand for. I don’t care that you think I’m your father. All that I care about is beating you, and hopefully moving on from this horribly booked experience. I have better things to do in my time than to waste it on wrestling you. So tonight, my objective will be to make quick work of you, courtesy of the R… K… O![/color]

Randy Orton pushed the mic to Burris’s chest as he turned around. He walked back to the locker room area, not caring exactly what he could be leaving behind. Burris just stood there with a confused look on his face, and with that the scene faded to black.[/center]

["The Prodigy" Kurt Orton (F)]

Prologue

The shades of dimize that stand before me are cold, soul-less & demented with remorse leaving it's back door like broken glass & remaining with the facts of truth lingering to be found... I've done a lot in my career as a Thy WWE superstar but none has come so far to this night... I look at before me in my tenure what being a wrestler really is & it's not about how many times you must beat the opponent or how you endure the pain, but it's the mind games you must play to soon get in their head & if you have that... then your a snake in it's habitat ready to feed on it's prey.

End Of Prologue

Scene 1: Venom Runs Deep.

For simply those who don't understand, this is the Road To Glory & If I need to go down then my God have mercy on your everlasting soul! - Kurt Orton

Time: 11:15 PM
Date: 12/10/12
Area: Kurt Orton's Locker room
Characters: Kurt Orton & AJ Orton

As our first scene begins, we see a character who is in a black hood with skulls breached around him & angry after his loss to Bob Cena & not only was it the final chapter in the saga, but the young man couldn't go back to his roots, his actual cold-blooded roots which were itching him inside like a sore, a pain in his side that he couldn't escape from.

Kurt Orton was the young man's name & each time he fought POT... the same thing has happened... loss after loss after loss, could he understand why this was happening or was it him? Was it his actions that were causing him to be in this rut that he's in ? or was his voices not calling to be the ruthless, venom-less man he is in this business today?

Orton woke up from a short nap after his match & started to get angry, angry that their was no formula to beat POT at his own game & every time he did, it was a change of style that the Irishman had to become better than him & Orton could not understand that... It was killing him inside like a sword hitting the heart of a beast & as the beast Orton is... let's just say tonight wasn't his best night to be cocky.

I now began to sit up and continue to wonder why the voices won't come to me that way I want them to, yes I heard them but was it the best way to approach them as a cocky, self-centered individual with no soul or no blood rushing through his veins or was it best to come at them as the ready & determined former champ with the chip on his shoulder.

Burris Troy walked into the room with a letter in hand wearing a Grey suit with a navy-blue Ralph Lauren Polo shirt & slacks, also with dress shoes at the shiniest point of the toe, I stared at Burris angry at my performance not even speaking as he tries to talk.

{Interviewer} Burris Troy

Kurt, as ordered & requested by the Thy WWE Owner Vince McMahon... since you have declared not to be in the main event at this Sunday's Justice For Some PPV, you will be going one-on one in singles action with a familiar foe of yours .... The "Apex Predator" ... Randy Orton!

I began to flip over my bench & everything in sight just going ballistic at what was just read out to me, it was shocking & also a wake up call for what could be a change in record... I could go to the marked venue at hand & beat the man who raised me into what I am today & that's the predator who saw souls, fought souls & overcame souls whether big & strong or short & small... I overcame the odds & made my mark as a man.

Burris stands there, scared & almost ready to piss his pants as AJ notices what the hell is transpiring, backing Kurt away from him, she also begins to flip out as Burris continues to stand there & now begin to calm us both down... to no avail it didn't work so I grabbed the mic & lashed out.

{"Prodigy"} Kurt Orton

AJ! AJ ! AJ! You don't need to lash out, it's only me that needs to do this after the losses I've suffered against POT, Jacob Senn, & Joey The Bastard in the past few weeks & going into Justice For Some against my dad might be the win I need to show why I'm the Prodigy of the Orton family!

As AJ calms down , I heard the voices yelling inside of my head & as I listened... the venom started to slowly rush through me like a needle entering my arm for a flu-shot, it felt refreshing to see the veins of myself inhale what was coming in to effect.

Orton saw everything tipped over & fixed it up to be in the right area as he was showing signs of still being angry, Kurt now began to exit the room signaling that the interview is over & as he walked out of the room... It was clear to understand what was coming forth this Sunday.. the clash of the predators would begin!

End of Scene 1.

Scene 2: Darkness enters Light.

"Live your prosperous life, for soon it will forever end." - Kurt Orton

Time: 3:00 PM
Date: 12/20/12
Area: Madison Square Garden Parking Lot
Characters: Kurt Orton, Killa Outlaw & AJ Lee

You think that these two people would get along after the bad blood they have ensued, Orton & Outlaw knew they did not like each other & it's been brewing for years since childhood way before Orton even knew of any adoption even being placed into effect.... the scene was almost showing darkness as I pulled up to the arena in my clean black chromed Bentley S-550.

As I parked the car & grabbed my belongings I saw a purple & black Hummer pull up to the parking lot & wearing a North Face Steep Tech coat was my brother Killa Outlaw, hair to the side of his face & hood up showed great pride in why he came here with an evil smirk across his mouth.

I told AJ to head inside & as he listened... AJ began to walk inside as the step-brothers began circling each other around their car distance as the cold air of the world's atmosphere came pouring into their winter gear, Kurt began to speak as they continued their stare-down.

{"Prodigy"} Kurt Orton

Isn't it awkward you show up right when I have things to do brother, what you do this time... get locked up again?!

Outlaw smirked at his step-brother & stopped the circle in mid- motion, taking off his hood & leaning on his car with a chilled out expression now on his face as he began to speak.

{"Darksoul"} Killa Outlaw

Actually, your wrong dear brother, the reason why I'm back is because I found more darkness to add into my already blackened heart & that begins tonight when I'm out in the ring speaking on this said topic... see I'm now evil genius or a mastermind of manipulation... but people... people tend to hurt me Kurt & you know better than anyone that I inflict pain on those who hurt me such as Paul Heyman or even others who has back-stabbed me.

You though on the other hand have shown your old ways, the voices in your head, the ballistic motions & all... though you still are attached to the people who have no guidance, no direction or no passage towards this company & i'm talking about the Thy WWE Universe who sits around & has the exact balls & testerone to cheer for a guy like you... it disgusts me!

Orton smirked now as his brother became still enraged on taking out his own fleshing blood, he began to coil up inside knowing that the truth was truth not to change but to accept, I started to speak as the wind blew my hood off my own head.

So let me get this straight... your path of destruction has one goal & that's to hurt people with the least intent of remorse, I guess their's no purpose of how you plan on doing this... is it for a gain, title or just for your own personal pleasure!

Outlaw grinned once again, brushing his comb-over to his left side, not showing his right eye he begins to reply with more of a sadistic tone in his voice.

NO! See little brother... you fail to realize that hurting you is of the essence & a waste of my time, you asked what this is really for? This is for the Television Title & after seeing Vince slowly strain the title off of Brian Gunn last week... I'm going to slowly sit back & watch the PPV tonight confined in my locker-room after my promo to scout potential contenders.

It's not about you anymore Kurt, I'm done looking at you pass on because all you are is nothing & judging by how Randy wants this to go & also seeing that we are in MSG tonight... your dreams & aspirations of being 2-0 at this momentous stadium will go down in flames.... more likely to be in burning HELL!

Outlaw now walks past his brother, as Kurt stands still thinking about what he just said... remorse for answering was circling his brain but he just couldn't wrap his head around why... why he was so induced on the win, when originally it was to show who was the better Orton in the family... Kurt now began to walk slowly behind his brother with his head up high as the scene ended.

End Of Scene 2

Scene 3: Burying the Hatchet

Time: 4:00 PM
Date:12/20/12
Area: Madison Square Garden (Inside of arena)
Characters: Kurt Orton, AJ Orton & "POT" Bob Cena

This next scene began with Kurt entering the arena and passing by trainers & some diva & superstar locker-rooms... AJ passed by him with a cup of coffee for him in hand, I grabbed the coffee & stood outside of a good friend's locker room... "POT" Bob Cena.

I knocked on the door with a deep breath rushing threw me, telling me to just spill out the truth, let go of all the pain that's been confiding inside me for so long on someone I trust, Cena answered the door & greeted me with a handshake & AJ with a friendly hug.

I looked around the room for a chair to sit in & as he sat down POT began to smirk at me, wondering why I was in here & showing signs of friendship towards our match we had on Raw ... he was wearing his Operation Fuck Up T-shirt with "Fuck Merlin" written on the back & camo shorts with white Adidas sneakers.

{"POT"} Bob Cena

Any reason why you came to my locker room fella? Was it to boast, whine, complain about your 5th loss to me or was it to finally admit that you can't get inside my head, that you nor your "father" can beat the "Legend Killa"

Orton kept his head up high, not showing shame but showing a burning fire in his eyes, the voices were talking inside of his brain & you could now tell something was getting ready to hit "The Prodigy's" mind as he now began to answer his friend.

{"Prodigy"} Kurt Orton

There was a time bob when you said that achievements don't matter & your right... you beating me is just showing the people that we are main event caliber, judging by the handshake we gave on Raw shows respect, trust unity & most of all gratitude... gratitude to what we work for in this business & that's the World Title.

I can wait for my time to come for that, tonight I need to take care of some business.. family business because for too long have I heard the same old, tired & boring speech come from everyone's mouth about how I'm not what I say I am ... that I'm not "The Prodigy" or the "Highlight Of The Night"... to quote what I said 2 weeks ago " I don't wanna be like you or Jacob Senn as Mr. Money In The Bank... I want to be me, the guy that enters the ring with confidence, style, grace, & someone who means something to this industry!"

{"POT"} Bob Cena

Aye, I understand that full & well mate, but the reason we say all of these things as the year closes out is for you to get better, show us why you say what you are & nowhere near a carbon exact copy of the "Apex Predator"... see you .. you are your own man, you don't need to hide behind accolades & win/loss records to become the best... if it wasn't for this exact company right now... we wouldn't be getting payed for what we love to do... we would be sitting at home on our asses watching this like the crowd, like your "peeps" in the stands... how do they feel about you even facing Randy?

Orton tries to answer but Cena cuts him off before picking him up to stand, giving him a pep talk like John used to do for him when he first started.

Your "peeps" will think it will be a classic to see father go against son right here in the legendary stadium where dreams do shine, where memories are kept embedded & i don't know if you noticed but you have a picture on the wall highlighting that you are the main event of this company ... no one else matters but the few who try to go out there & put blood, sweat & tears all out for the crowd awaiting a damn good performance.... now I need to ask you ... does Randy care about that? Does he Kurt?!

{'Prodigy"} Kurt Orton

I don't know bob... I just don't know.... I don't know what to think anymore but I do know one thing ...If I lose tonight then all of this... The merchandise, the crowd, the friends I've gained is nothing... worthless to me.... good luck in the scramble though mate.

{"POT"} Bob Cena

Good luck to you as well lad.

Orton begins to show signs of disbelief as Cena pats him on the back, trying to cheer him up as he smiles... Kurt begins to exit the locker room as him & POT shake hands, burying all of the hate behind each other, Orton exits the room & heads down the hall, finishing his coffee as the scene ends.

End Of Scene 3

Scene 4: Predator meets Prodigy

Time: 7:45 PM
Date: 12/20/12
Area: Kurt Orton's Locker Room
Characters: Kurt Orton, AJ Orton, & Burris Troy

"No regrets & no reason to return, the worst is over & the sins have been burned!" - Jeff Hardy

The final scene kicks off with Kurt getting ready to go out & fight, wearing a brand new pair of purple & white camo shorts & black crosses hitting the sides, his last name hitting his leg of the shorts & his white boots being tied secretly to the top lace.

Orton wore his hoody that he debuted a few weeks ago with pride, showing that this battle would not be one sided, but it would be contested under the strength to with hold the very atmosphere that these two men can handle... Kurt was ready for war.

Burris walked in wearing a tie & suit, lightly blue colored with rapid dark colors mixed in like grey or black to clash, he sees Kurt sitting down on the bench, thinking into his head the thoughts of what might transpire here tonight in the Garden, Burris sits by him & tells the cameraman to begin rolling ass they get started.

{Interviewer} Burris Troy

Ladies & Gentlemen, welcome to the Thy WWE Justice For Some Pre-show with my guest, he is Mr. Money in the Bank... & "The Prodigy" Kurt Orton!

I kept my head down in the dumps as the crowd cheered, Burris now after the intro would ask his first question.

What are your thoughts going into this match against your dad Randy Orton after the message delivered to you via letter from the boss on Raw?

I raised my head up from the depths of the floor to reveal war paint seen on my face in anger, showing that their was no time to play games... I grabbed the mic from Burris's hand & spoke my mind.

{'Prodigy"} Kurt Orton

As I look on tonight, it's a starry, pitch black night of debuts, titles & redemption hitting the back-burner & also I looked into my mind earlier today to see the voices being heard telling me to give into the darkness... but... but I can't do that Burris because I'm not leaving the ground, the stature & the landscape I've left for my fans!

See Randy Orton wants pain, he wants to not care about his opponent being his own son & just look at destruction... I'm not the guy who feeds on that though... I feed on winning, I feed on being the equivalent to you Randy as the predator to Thy WWE ... that's not a moniker.. it's a promise.

Burris, for as long as you've seen me... i stand for freedom, equality, redemption, speed & justice, yes there have been times where I have turned to the dark side & I've committed my fair share of sins but throughout 2012 it's been attack after attack on the lone soul who can't get the hardest of tasks done but he hears the backstage politics rendering through his head saying "Go Away!" Go Home" all of these baby-ish name calling bull-shit comes to an end.

We are not kids, we are not no animals... We stand here as a nation of allegiance to pledge America & to respect what we have in life forever soon it will be gone... my good people, friends, family & even enemies world-wide... we step into 2013 this new year with goals we all want to accomplish & mine were simple this year... become Thy World Champion & a singles champion all in one.

Orton would walk over to his radio & put in a track to be played.... soon we heard a Jeff Hardy song he liked hit the speakers, he turned it down so he can continue to speak.

I plan on doing tonight what MSG will talk about more than the New York Knicks winning games, I will defeat Randy Orton to whom people say is not my father... I will forever prove them wrong for what is a memory, a stain in his legacy will soon become a flower blossoming in his garden of hatred.

My name.... My name is Kurt Jamal Orton, for those of you demons & weirdos who think it sounds stupid or ill-logical to understand, look at the names we use in everyday life & begin to picture that... see we picture all of these things to be paintings, my wrestling style is a canvas therefore to as the style of my attire is the easel to where I combine them both into a win.

It's the end tonight Randy, your debut here at Thy will turn into my win for I need it to get back on top off the food chain... let's look at now why I'm adopted... see it's simple....

Your wife Samantha adopted me after my parents died in a fire when I was 12 & you probably have no remembrance because you were always on the road & never even knowing the truth... but now you must accept that I'm here on this earth as a cold-blooded, remorseless, fun-loving & always determined young man ready to go to war!

& if ya don't know... now ya know!

Orton stands up to shake his arms out, he shows a vile smirk before coiling into viper position for the other half of his phrase.

Because that's... HOW... I.... ROLL!

Kurt exits the room & heads down the hallway, turning off the radio & shutting the lights off along with the door to his locker room... After that he heads into gorilla position to wait for his name to be announced.

Steve Cruise: This contest is next up Live at Justice For Some & it is scheduled for one fall, introducing first from Newark, New Jersey... weighing in at 245 pounds, he is accompanied by his wife AJ Orton, he is Mr. Money in the Bank.... "The Prodigy"... Kurt Orton!

Orton & AJ walk up the steps to the entrance ramp as the scene ends with Kurt focused & ready to go into battle.

EORP

OOC: for whoever reads, the prequel should be stopped at 1:04 while my theme can play after that. Credit goes out to POT for letting me use him in this rp.

[Vince McMahon]

This match has it's RPs, sweet. Thanks for RPing!

["The Prodigy" Kurt Orton (F)]

If BG writes this as epic as these roleplays then you have a match of the night!