"Welcome to Monday Night
Raw, everyone. My name is Jerry Lawler, and sitting beside me is Micheal Cole. Last week was really crazy. John Cena was about to be attacked by the whole entire rookies of NXT, but wrestlers like Sheamus, Orton, and Edge came from the locker room and helped Cena fight them off." "Yeah," says Cole, "then while there was a match going on, we saw Bret Hart, the GM, get thrown into a limo. All of a sudden, the driver starts crashing into cars and throwing Hart around in the backseat. That's a really bad ending to a show. But not as bad as two weeks ago. And you don't want me to go there." Suddenly, the crowd of thousands of cheering fans went wild when they heard a deadly man's song playing. Josh, the interviewer for wrestlers, says, "Coming from Knoxville, Tennessee, weighing at 245 lbs., Randy Orton!!!"
The hot, handsome Viper came out moving like a snake down the black ramp. His body was shiny and looked oily from a point of view. Fans on both sides of him were sticking their hand out, but Orton didn't bother to give them a high five. He lightly tapped the top step before walking up them and stepping into the ring. Josh, the announcer, and referee were staring at him with fear in their eyes. This time Randy didn't feel like getting up on one of the posts to look over the arena. So, a few seconds later another man's song began to play and the crowd grew even louder. 
"Coming from Los Angeles, California, weighing at 224 lbs., he is Randy Orton's partner, John Morrison!!!!" The Shaman Of Sexy appears in black pants and fur coat with gems all over it. He stops walking and does his slo-mo pose, his soft medium-brown hair flying back in the wind. He puts his arm down and, while he's still slow moving, struts down the ramp. Going to the left, John gives the fans high fives and takes off his sunglasses with the cross. Then he gives them to a little girl and has the camera pointed at her. She screams with a big smile on her face. The cameras are turned back on Morrison as he gets into the ring. Randy looks at him with a serious and deadly expression, but John did the opposite.
John went over to one of the steel posts and looked over the roaring crowd and did the same pose he had done before. A beautiful, sparkling smile grew across his face and then he stepped down. When he turned around, John saw Randy still looking at him with piercing eyes. Then he whispered something to him. "John, we are going to kick those two ugly you-know-whats. And if you're the one in the ring that gets pinned, you better hope that I don't break your neck." John's smile went away quickly when he heard the last thing he said. Now his expression to win this match looked minimum to the others.
In around five minutes, the others opponents, The Miz and Sheamus, were inside the ring. The bell finally rung and the tag team match began. Randy and The Miz started it off of. Not wanting to waste any time, Miz and Randy start creeping towards each other with their arms stretched out in front of them. Before Miz could act, Randy kicked him hard in the gut. He quickly gripped his stomach with groaning sound.
"Randy locks in the Chin Lock," Michael Cole says. "He is very deadly and if they lose, let's hope nothing happens to John Morrison." In the ring, Randy was in control of The Miz. he continuously punched fists left and right into his abdomen, and then one behind the neck to collapse him to the floor. As Miz gets back to a vertical position, Orton grabs his hand and slams him into the turnbuckle in the corner of the ring. He falls onto the second rope after impact. Then, Randy pushes his knee to the back of his head, causing him to choke. The referee starts counting to 5, and Orton lets go at five. The Miz coughs as the referee checks to see if he's alright. When the referee looks back he sees Randy tap John to make him legal. Miz crawls to his partner, Sheamus, but John drags him back. he twists his left hard, and pulls on it abruptly. John then did a Backbreaker and Russian Legsweep. He stood up and ran to the ropes facing The Miz. After bouncing off, John came back and clocks him right in the head with the Running Knee. John goes for a cover but he kicks out at 2. He gets on top of him and pounds him with fists called the Grounded Fury. The referee tells him to back up, but he almost refuses until he heard a familiar voice. "Back up, John!" it was Randy Orton and he was probably as mad as John. Morrison looks at Orton with a serious and questionable expression on his face. he was too distracted when The Miz ran at him with a Clothesline, knocking him out of the ring. Amazingly, Morrison lands on his feet like a cat. Then Miz tries hitting him with a baseball slide, but Morrison jumps out of the way. Miz slams his whole entire body to the floor with a thud. John hops back in the ring and the referee begins to count. When Sheamus thinks the referee is not looking, he charges for John. But he catches him before he even touches John. Out of nowhere, John twists around and knocks Sheamus out with the back of the heel, and almost the referee. "Wow!" both Michael and Jerry shout out. "John Morrison didn't even look back and he knocks Sheamus out. This is amazing. I've never seen anything like that from John."
Randy looks at John in amazement. John tags Randy and he gets into the ring. "Orton quickly goes for a cover." The referee counts and hits the mat with a "1, 2,..." Sheamus lifts his shoulders before he got to three. "I don't know how you can kick out of that, especially if John did it without even looking at him," Jerry says speechlessly. "That's just amazing!" Randy gets up and stands there as Sheamus slowly climbs to his feet. "I think he's going for the RKO." Immediately, Orton goes for his finishing move. But, Sheamus tags The Miz and rolls him self out of the ring. Still Miz didn't move a muscle because he would've been the one to be RKO'd.
Finally, but slowly, he comes into the ring and charges for his opponent. Randy moves to the side quickly and sticks one of his legs. Suddenly, The Miz trips and falls face first to the mat. Randy tags John and tells him something in his ear. They both take one of The Miz's arms and do an incredible move. First, they pull his body towards one of the corners. Then, while he still leaning away from them, they both put a leg to the back of him and fall back. The Miz lays flat on the mat and not moving. John pulls up both of his legs and the referee counts. "1, 2, 3!" The bell rings and John Morrison jumps up with joy. "Oh my gosh!" Michael Cole says. "That was astounding. I've never seen anything like that before. They just.... First time I've ever been speechless." Randy suddenly takes one of John's arms and raises it up in the air and the referee took the other. "The winners of this match:Team John Morrison and Randy Orton!"
One of the cameramen gives Randy Orton a microphone and he speaks into it. "John, I have to say one thing and one thing only. You're probably glad that I'm not going to kick your butt since we did win this match. But remember, I really don't make friends with any of my tag team partners, especially Legacy. But you, I think we can definitely be a team day in and day out. What do you say?" John puts out his hand and takes the mic. "That would definitely be great. At least you're not like The Miz. I don't even know why I even had him as a tag team partner." John makes a big sparkling smile across his face and Randy does, too. "Well them what should we be called, since we already made a finishing move?"
"How about the The Bad Boys?" John suggests.
"That's good, but maybe instead of the Bad Boys, it could be The Nasty Boys?"
"But how are we nasty?"
"I am a viper and can kill. You are a Glamboy and can kill by a girl staring at your body."
"Maybe we could go with Power and Glory. Is that good 'cause I'm not a Glamboy."
"Well, you know that's good. 'Introducing John Morrison and Randy Orton, Power and Glory!"
"See, you have the power and I have the glory. I don't think it co...."
Suddenly, they are interrupted by R-Truth's music, who is a best friend of John. He comes walking down the ramp and climbs into the ring instead of using the stairs. "Wait a minute both of you. John, I thought we were gonna be a tag team. Did you forget about me?"
"Sorry, R-Truth, I didn't forget you and me. But listen sometimes me and Randy can be Power and Glory and other times you and me can be another tag team. How about that?"
"Hell no. I don't share people with others. So, it's either you and me be a team or we ain't friends anymore."
John stares at him speechlessly. He walks away from both Randy and Truth with his head down. He stands there for a minute thinking about his decision. His head pops up with a smile on his face.
"Maybe we can all be a team, the three of us. None of us have any grudge against each other. Randy's deadly and powerful. You're fast and jumpy. And I'm The Shaman of Greatness and the master of Parkour. We can be called, well I don't know, The Greatness of Power and Glory. Every week, we can take turns coming out with each other's themes. let's see what the audience thinks."
Randy responds. "If you, the WWE Universe think we should be a tag team and be called the The High Flyers, say 'hell yeah'.
Half of the arena shouts it out. But John stands there with his hand on his hip in disagreement. Before John could respond, Mr. McMahon comes out. "How about we do this instead of arguing. We have Triple Threat Match between the three of you. If John Morrison wins, the team will be called The Greatness of P&G. If Randy Orton wins, it will be The High Flyers. But, however, if R-Truth wins, he will have to choose. That's the end of this argument." McMahon disappears backstage and the three young men stand dumbfounded. John walks away and someone gives him his jacket. He puts it on and and says one last thing. "If that's how it's gonna be, then let it be that way."
John drops the mic and the same guy picks it up. He then lightly bounces off the ropes across from Randy and R-Truth, and does a baseball slide out of the ring. They look at him straight looks on their faces. John Morrison walks up the ramp and goes backstage.
