Rey took a deep breath, his small body jogging softly on the spot. He had just entered the ring, watching his opponent approach with a belt on his shoulder. It was the night after Wrestlemania, and the new champion had announced a challenge that no cruiserweight could take the WWE World Championship belt from him, and Rey was quick to answer the call.
"I hear voices in my head," he said, "they council me, they understand, they talk to me."
Randy Orton's theme played loudly throughout the Smackdown arena as he approached, loving the attention of the crowd. The man was an impressive wrestler, so Rey would not take this lightly.
Eventually the man performed his famous stance, with his arms spread and looking very in control of his emotions, letting nothing show on his face. A moment later, the bell rung loudly and the match began.
Rey had versed Randy many times before, so he knew effective ways to counter the man. Ducking under clotheslines and aiming for the head, he hoped this would go down fairly easily. Unfortunately Randy was quite strong, so a lot of the Cruiserweight's high-flying moves ended up in the smaller man caught and thrown across the square circle.
Finally making the champion woozy, Rey managed to set up the 619. Gripping his opponent between his legs, Randy was soon thrown into the ropes, a strong two-foot kick connecting against his face. Left standing, Rey jumped on the top rope and flew towards his opponent.
What he did not anticipate was Randy to snap out of it, countering Rey's finisher with one of his own. "RKO! RKO!" The announcers yelled excitedly. A pin followed.
"One... Two... Thr-" The ref called, but the masked man kicked out, panting softly and looking in pain.
Clearly frustrated, Randy approached the opposite corner and taunted, seeming as if the voices were talking to him, waiting for his prey to stand for a second RKO. And from Rey's condition, it did not look like he would survive a second RKO...<|im_end|>
Stacy Kiebler had been watching from behind the Gorilla position, a concerned look admittedly on her pretty face as the much smaller Rey Mysterio was taking on the multiple time WWE champion Randy Orton. The Viper was a dangerous opponent, she knew that for sure. She remembered way back when he first started as a young, floppy haired newcomer, and to see him go from that to the tattooed, buzz cut, emotionless wrestler that he was now was jarring to her, very, veeeery jarring. When she'd decided to come back, a lot had changed, but the former Miss Hancock was getting well used to being in the squared circle again. Rey on the other hand? He was much smaller, but he had speed on his side as well as more experience, she'd remembered him fondly during their time in WCW and the Mexican high flyer had wowed her with not only his moves, but the way that he carried himself. Confident and a heart of gold; kids absolutely loved him and she could see why.
However though, as the match progressed she could see that Rey was in trouble. While Orton wasn't the biggest wrestler there he was still taller and stronger than the speedster he was wrestling and was subsequently giving a beating to. Even Rey's high flying moves had been countered and Stacy suspected that it was from them facing each other plenty of times in the past and so Randy knew how to handle himself. When Rey set Orton up for the West Coast Pop she knew there was a chance he could pull and upset and get the gold, but the RKO from nowhere made her wince and watch, pacing worriedly. But...he'd kicked out! Letting out a sigh of relief, the former Duchness of Dudleyville watched carefully, knowing that if Randy hit this next RKO Rey would be done for. She wasn't about to let that happen! Something compelled her to come running through the Gorilla position and out of the curtains, then down the ramp, the crowd, a good portion of the male population especially, popping when the saw the leggy, gorgeous woman, still in her wrestling gear, run down and hop up on the canvas and against the rope, ignoring the referee telling her to leave as she turns around and bends over, showing her short-clad ass to the Viper in the hopes it would distract him enough to where Rey could get the upper hand again! She knew how to be a distraction...she just hoped it would be enough.<|im_end|>