Heyy all! So, I'm a big fan of action/adventure fics and not so much romance fics. I searched all around and couldn't really find anything like this, so I thought I'd muster up my creative side and write a story of my own! Hope you enjoy and review! Thanks for checking it out!

Summary: During a normal night of Monday Night Raw, a group of men bust into the place with mysterious and troubling intentions. Things go from bad to worse when what they want puts one superstar in grave danger. What do these men want? How far are they willing to go to get it?

Chapter 1- Off the Script

It was John Cena and Randy Orton vs The Miz and Wade Barrett. The crowd was loud, the atmosphere was crazy, and the adrenaline was high for all four superstars involved in the match on Monday Night Raw.

Everyone knew that wrestling wasn't real, and that the superstars didn't hate each other like they did in the story lines. As a matter of fact, all four of these superstars were relatively close. They have been working closely with each other for a long time and it's only natural that their relationships with each other would grow as time went on. They enjoyed working with each other and were comfortable, two things that made for an unbelievably good match that fans could enjoy.

Little did anybody know that danger wasn't very far behind. It wasn't part of any story line, it wasn't something written up by WWE creative, it was real.

Cena tagged in Randy Orton and the crowd went nuts! He clotheslined the Miz twice. Miz stood fast and ran into the ropes. Orton did his signature sidewalk slam and started to pump his arms against the ring. The crowd could feel the RKO ready to be executed. Cena pumped his fists in the air and the crowd joined along with him. Randy stood up, poised for the RKO as the Miz turned around in a daze.

RKO! The Miz hit the mat and Randy Orton went for the cover! The crowd counted along with the referee. Wade Barrett rushed to break up the pin, but Cena ran in and dropped him with the Attitude Adjustment. The referee counted as Randy Orton scored the pin fall!

The crowd boomed with excitement as the referee held up Cena and Orton's arms. Orton and Cena were awaiting Orton's music to come on... but it never came. They ignored it, figuring it was some kind of technical error and the crowd drowned out the lack of audio.

Then, it happened. A loud crack rang through the arena. The crowd slowly began to quiet down. Orton and Cena looked at each other in confusion, each not knowing what the loud noise was. The Miz and Barrett also stood up in confusion.

Some members of the audience looked around worriedly, while others didn't quite hear what happened and kept cheering. The 4 superstars in the ring, however, were certain that something was amiss.

Another loud crack ripped through the arena, but it sounded much closer this time. So close, in fact that Cena and Orton covered their ears in shock and Wade Barrett and The Miz quickly looked around, searching for a gun, which they knew was the cause of the noise. The arena went quiet and confusion was in the air.

A third shot rang out and members of the audience were heard screaming. People started to run out of the arena after seeing a bunch of huge men wearing masks enter the arena through almost every audience entrance. One of the men hurriedly rushed the ring.

The Miz and Wade saw the man approaching and quickly looked in the direction of Orton and Cena, both of whom had worried expressions on their faces. The Miz tried to rush them out of the ring, waving his hand at them to get out. Orton and Cena had yet to see the men, but they saw the audience running around wildly and knew danger had come afoot. The quickly jetted out of the ring and were by the announce table. The four superstars turned around to head up the ramp and came face to face with a man in a mask, holding a gun in their direction.

"Not so fast." The man said.

Cena, Miz, Orton, and Wade were big guys, but this guy was enormous. He looked to be about Kane's size and they knew they couldn't take him out, especially when he had a gun in his hand. They turned around and saw another 5 men hopping the barricade and into the area surrounding the ring. One of the men grabbed a microphone he found on the announce table and entered the ring.

He looked at the audience and saw the chaos he had caused. About 3/4 of the audience was out of the arena.

"EVERYBODY STOP MOVING!" He yelled into the microphone.

A few audience members continued to leave, but most of them still weren't sure what was going on, or thought the whole thing was part of a WWE story line and were still sitting in their seats. But EVERYONE looked confused. Finally everyone stopped moving and the man in the ring smirked.

The four superstars were still standing by the announce table, along with Michael Cole and Jerry "The King" Lawler.

Each one of them had families and friends to go home too. They all flashed to their lives back home and all wished they were there with their families instead of here with a bunch of psychopaths with unknown intentions.

The man in the ring looked at the four superstars. They all looked at the man, wishing they could see his facial expression, but they couldn't make out anything other than his eyes. But that was the only view they needed. They could, practically, see the evil and the darkness in them. Though they were all afraid, they put brave faces on. They knew that if they showed their fear, then these men would win. They knew they wouldn't go down without a fight.

"Get in here, now. The four of you." The man in the ring demanded.

The four looked at each other, but none of them made a move to get in the ring. They all just stood there.

"NOW!" The man yelled into the microphone.

The Miz jumped a little when the man yelled. Wade sucked in a breath. Cena looked at Orton, one of his best friends behind the scenes. Orton still just stood there, looking at the man.

The Miz saw the man getting impatient, and started walking toward the ring, growing fearful of how the man would react if no one listened to him. He didn't want him to kill anyone cause they didn't enter the ring. He wouldn't be able to live with himself if that happened.

Barrett and Cena followed behind the Miz, but Orton still just stood there. He didn't know why he wouldn't move. Was it that he was so scared that he was literally frozen with fear? Did he not want to give the guy the pleasure of being able to boss him around? Was it his pride getting in the way? It didn't matter the reason, as he felt a gun poke him in the back and push him toward the ring. He looked behind him and saw a man behind him, as he joined Cena, Barrett, and Miz in the ring.

As Orton finally walked in, he saw the man in the ring, who he assumed was the boss behind this whole thing, staring at him for a moment. Randy avoided his stare until the man finally broke his.

The man lifted the microphone to his mouth again.

"Now, you're all probably wondering what exactly we are doing here but that is none of your concern. All you should know is that this is not a story line. This has nothing to do with WWE at all... and I'm going to prove it to you."

He took out a small gun from his pocket and shot the ring. A loud gunshot boomed through the arena and a hole burned through the ring. The four superstars jumped in shock and several audience members could be heard screaming.

"What do you want?" Cena said hesitantly.

"I'm sorry, I didn't quite get that. What did you say?" The man said, shoving the microphone in his face.

"What do you want?" Cena repeated, stronger this time.

The man smirked.

"You'd love to know wouldn't you. Well, John, believe it or not, you're not here because your unlucky. There is something in this arena that I want, and I'm not leaving here until I get it."

"If it's money you want, we will give it to you. Just, please, don't shoot... anyone." The Miz said nervously. He desperately wanted to get out of this situation. He definitely thought he was the one who was scared the most.

"Hmmm... I wish it was that simple. But, I have all the money I need. How else do you think I could hire all of these men to help me? No, what I want is much more important and much more complicated then money."

"Why don't you just say what it is? Talking in riddles isn't going to get it to you any faster." Wade added, wanting to get this guy OUT of here.

"You're right... it won't." The man smirked.

"You... come here." The man continued, looking at Orton.

Orton had been quiet this whole time. He didn't want to say something he'd regret and get himself or anyone else killed. When the man told Orton to go over to him, Orton, just like before, didn't move.

"Don't make me ask twice." The man said dangerously.

Randy looked around and saw how nervous Cena, Miz, and Barrett were. He glanced at the audience and saw the worried faces etched on everyone. He took a deep breath and approached the man, wondering what he wanted.

The man smirked at Randy and then took a rifle off of one of the other men. Randy instantly panicked inwardly to himself. The man took the rifle and knocked Randy in the head with it. Randy grunted in pain and fell to the ground.

"What the hell are you doing?" Cena said, trying to get to Randy.

The man pointed a gun at him.

"Back off, or I'll start shooting someone."

Cena glanced at Randy, who was holding his head, and then backed off.

The man looked at one of his other men and nodded at him. The man nodded back and walked up to Randy with a pair of handcuffs in his hand and Randy's shirt in the other. The man threw the shirt at Randy.

Randy shook his head in an attempt to shake the pain away and slowly picked up his shirt. He looked at it, confused.

"Put it on."

Randy wanted to know why, but decided not to ask. He slowly put the shirt on and noticed the handcuffs in the man's hand. Randy started to panic again.

The man with the cuffs started over to Randy. Randy immediately began to fight. He honestly thought for a moment that he'd rather die then let these people do... well, whatever they were trying to do. What, Orton wasn't really sure.

Cena, Miz, and Barrett weren't going to sit idly by while they're friend got attacked by 4 other men. They immediately went to jump in and help, but a gun pointed their way prevented them from doing anything. They were forced to just stand there.

Barrett began to wonder to himself, if they wanted to get Randy in the handcuffs so badly, then why weren't they just putting a gun to him and forcing him to put them on? It was almost as if they wanted to keep Orton alive for some reason. Like, they were unwilling to kill him. But why? They didn't seem to have a problem with killing himself, or Cena, or Miz. What the hell was going on here?

2 minutes, a gun to his friends, and four men later, Randy slowly sat up, defeated at the handcuffs that now rest cold on his wrists.

"What the hell is this?" Randy asked, almost afraid of the answer.

The man approached Randy with a smirk on his face in response to the disgusted and exhausted one on Randy's.

"I told you we wanted something... and I also said we weren't leaving without it."