Disclaimer: I only own Andii (And Randy Orton in my bed)

Author's Note: This is the first chapter. I plan on it getting a little more dark down the road but right now, I'm tired. My eyes are drooping shut. Oh and Randy Orton is MY man. Sorry to disappoint you all. :)

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He was irate as he stalked through the WWE arena, looking for the office that Vince McMahon was currently in. He wasn't thinking clearly, hell he hadn't been thinking clearly for the past twenty-four hours and for good reason too. His girlfriend, Andii was currently in a match and he didn't have to worry about her or anything like that. Cody and Ted were at his side as he began to open doors and look in, searching for the chairman of the WWE. He didn't have a plan and he didn't know what he was going to say but he definitely wasn't happy.

"Where the fuck is he?!" Randy shouted and kicked a trash can, sending it flying down the hallway, causing one of the costume designers to scream at the sound.

"Don't worry Randy, we'll find him," Ted reassured his mentor as they continued to search the arena.

"Good because if we don't, I'm taking it out on you," Randy threatened, his eyes glazing over.

Ted and Cody looked at each other before taking a deep, steady breath before they continued to search for Vincent Kennedy McMahon. The search had consumed Randy and his thoughts all day and finally when RAW had started and after he did what he was supposed to, he started his search for the chairman of the WWE, hoping to find him before his match with Batista was up. He didn't have the patience to just wait until he got the WWE Title again, he wanted it back, right now.

"We found him, Randy!" Cody shouted and Randy ran forward and found the small office that Vince McMahon was in, sitting behind his desk.

"What can I do for you, Randy?" Vince asked in a professional manner, clearly not able to read Randy's emotional state.

"You can shut the hell up," Randy hissed before knocking Vince unconscious by hitting him in the head with the telephone sitting on the desk. "Cody, Ted take him to our hotel room and don't let anybody in. Don't rough him up or anything and be sure that nobody sees you, got it?"

"Got it," Ted said as he helped Cody carry Vince's unconscious body out of the arena and to the rental car.

Randy let a smirk cover his face as he began to walk back to his locker room, a plan forming in his mind. He pushed the door open to see Andii bent over, with her back to him as she wrapped a towel around her head. She was currently only in a pair of white and black lace boy short panties and a bra. He smirked before wrapping his arms around her stomache, his crotch pressed right up against her ass as she was bent over.

"Randy!" she squealed and pulled away from him, now standing straight up. A rosy pink color had flushed her cheeks at the touch.

"Hey babe," he smirked as he sat down on the bench and rubbed his temples softly.

"Are you okay? Do you have a headache?"

"I'm fine, babe. Where are you going?"

"Oh, some of the divas and myself are going to go get something to eat, you don't mind, do you babe?"

Her attention moved back to him as she pulled on her white tee, she looked down and then adjusted it before pulling on a pair of short dark wash denim shorts. She sat down beside her boyfriend before pulling on her dark brown suede almost knee-high flat boots on before moving to straddle Randy's waist. He looked up into her deep emerald eyes before he ran a hand through her brunette hair, many thoughts running through his mind; he didn't know how she was going to react towards him kidnapping Vince McMahon but he hoped that she was going to stick by him.

"I love you Andii, don't forget that," he whispered softly before he pressed his lips against hers, kissing her softly.

"I won't Randy. Is something wrong? Why are you acting like this is the last time I'm ever going to see you?" she asked, her hands caressing his face softly.

"I just want you to know that, okay?" he said, softly his piercing blue eyes looking up into her emerald ones.

"Baby, I'm just going out with Beth, Gail, Milena, and Jillian; I'll be back to the hotel by the time you do, okay?" she said leaning down and pressing her lips against his forehead.

"Okay," he mumbled before gently pushing her off of his lap and then getting up to his feet. He sent her an actual smile before he walked out of the locker room.


It was nearly 11 pm before he got back to the hotel and he cursed at John Cena over and over in his mind as he trudged up the stairs to the seventh floor. He knew that Cody and Ted were waiting for him and he had hoped that Andii hadn't shown up yet; hell, he was praying for it. He didn't know what he was going to tell her, at least not yet but he didn't care right now. His anger was taking over him again; he had just been on the receiving end of so many finishers, he could barely feel anything but anger.

"Stupid old man, he'll get what's coming to him," Randy muttered to himself before pushing open the door to the hotel room that they had booked.

He looked around a smirk covering his face; his protégés had done exactly what he wanted. The shades were drawn so that nobody could see in and there was just small lamp on. He tossed his bag onto the empty bag and then looked at Vince, who was tied to one of the chairs in the hotel room, blindfolded and his mouth taped shut with duct tape.

"Good job, boys," Randy praised as he knelt down in front of Vince and then ripped the tape, roughly off of Vince's mouth.

"What the hell is this?! All three of you will be out of the job by the time I get out of this," Vince shouted angrily even though he couldn't see through the black blindfold covering his eyes.

"Shut up Vince; nobody is going to find you, trust me. I did an excellent job of covering my tracks and making sure that you wouldn't be missed," Randy shouted back at the chairman of the WWE before smacking him across the face. "Do you want to know what I had your secretary tell your family? Do you Vince?! Well, I told your secretary that you told me to tell her that you were on your way back to Connecticut and not to bother you."

Vince was silent and this made Randy smirk even more and he stood back up straight and he walked into the bathroom and he leaned against the counter a little bit before walking back out into the other room and he looked at Vince before looking at Cody and Ted.

"Ted, go get me something to eat. I don't care what it is, I'm hungry, just go do it," Randy ordered him around.

"Got it, Randy," Ted said before hurrying out of the hotel room.

"You know what sucks, Vince? It sucks that you won't get to see your grandchildren ever again just like it sucks that I don't have my championship any more but who's decision was it to take the title off of me, huh? Answer me old man!" Randy shouted angrily before hitting Vince again but with much more force this time.

"I don't know what you're talking about Randy but I assure you it wasn't my decision," Vince rambled on but was cut off when Randy backhanded him across the face.

"I could end your life, right now Vince. Don't give me that bullshit lie; I'm not fucking stupid. You approve every outcome of every match and you could have easily avoided this, you could have made them change the ending to my match so that I retained my championship but you didn't so this is what you get," Randy yelled loudly before grabbing Vince by his hair then punching him repeatedly against the forehead, making a gash after a while.

He was about to continue when he heard the door open and he turned to see Andii standing there. He heard her bag and purse hit the floor before she said anything and he looked back at Vince to see the blood dripping down his face.

"Randy, what did you do?" Andii asked, her chest rising and falling with every breath that she took.