My Co-Worker

Captured

Randy Orton P.O.V.

I came to the arena early. Yesterday (After I dropped off Ciara) I went home to take a shower and change my clothes. Then I went to the gym to workout.

Now I'm here. I was in my dressing room when I heard talking outside my door. "I want you to find an empty closet that could fit a person." The talking soon paused as if the person was talking to someone else and they were either shaking or nodding their head 'Yes' or 'No'. Then they walked away. I wonder who is going to get captured tonight. My thoughts soon were inturped by giggles and laughter. "Did you see Brock's face!" I heard a diva say. "Yes I did!" I heard another one say.

"He is gonna be mad at you!"

"No he won't. He never gets mad at me." I soon knew who it was. I smilled into the mirror. I got up from my seat and opened the door and there was Ciara and AJ standing infront of the door. "Hey Randy." Ciara said smiling. "What are you girls laughing about?"

"Okay, so heres what happened. Ciara went to Brock Lesnar and asked him if could tie her Chuck Taylors. He said sure and then he bent down to tie them, but before he could, she smashed him in the face with a pie! He then got up and it looked like his eyes were about to pop out of his head!" She said. She then said they ran away. "You had to be there."

"Hey, good luck with you match tonight, Randy." Ciara said. I grinned and then said 'Thanks'. They started to walk away but waved good-bye before they left. I then walked into the arena for my match against Ryback.

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I was in the ring and waiting for Ryback to come out. But instead, Kane was on the jumbo-tron. "Sorry Randy, you're match has been cancelled. Before you ask why..... Why don't you see who I have with me." The camera then went to show Ciara with her hands tied behind her back and her mouth tapped. I also saw that she had put on a black jacket but still had the rest of her wrestling gear on.

My heart dropped when I saw her like that. Then I saw that she had started crying. Then the camera went back to Kane. "You have a couple of minutes to come be her hero and save her. But if you run out of time.... Well.... She'll be mine, FOREVER! But to make this fair, and because I would love to see you fail, You have until half-time. Its 8:20 now and half-time is at 9:00. You better start your search now." Then the camera went dark.

The arena was silent. Not one person was talking. Why is this happening? I was still stunned. I looked around and then my heart began to race. I remembered what I had to do. I ran out the ring and went backstage.

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I reached Kane's dressing room and opened the door. No one there. I ran to Ciara's dressing room but there was no one. I ran to mine and there was no one in there either. I started to get frustrated. I threw a chair and flipped over a table. Triple H found me and put his hand on my shoulder. "Get OFF me!" I yelled.

"Calm down Randy." He said. He still was touching me.

"I said, GET OFF!"

"Not until you calm down."

I went over to the wall and hit my head against it. I then kicked the wall repeatly. "I HATE you Kane!" I yelled to it. "I HATE YOU!" Then I took a deep breath.

"Good. Now concentrate." Then he left.

I leaned agianst the wall and remembered the voices I heard from outside my dressing room. "I need you to find a closet that can fit a person in it." I recalled them saying. I realized that must have been Kane who was outside my door earlier. I then heard my phone buzz. I ran over to the table. It was Chris.