Prologue

"Shawn Michaels"

Shawn froze as he stepped into the foyer of his house as if his legs had turned to ice. His father never called him by his full name unless he was angy. "yes dad" Shawn's dad appeared at the living room entrance stepping into the foyer.he calmly said,"This came in the mail for you". It was a simple enough statement nothing to get upset over.but one look at the envelope to his dad extended and Shawn's stomach dropped to his knees.

"thanks dad" He took the letter from him,heading for the stairs. "Wait one ever-loving second." Thecalm voice was gone,replaced by a stern tone.

Shawn turnd "Dad--"

"Shawn how many times have we talked about it: His father disctated and Shawn listened.

But shawn was almost eighteen and almost a highschool graduate.

Wasn't it the he made his own decisions?

telling his dad that was easy when he rehearsed it in the privacy of his own room-but not when his dad was looking down at him with such raw disappointment.

"It's only a letter'' Shawn finally said.

"From The WWE " Shawn's dad said with contempt;

"It's just ----"

"I know what it is,I opend it'',

Shawn's mouth fell open in shock,

but his words of protest died in his trat. Why couldn't he tell his father how he felt? That he deserved some privacy and respect?

"It's a list of agents", His father continued,then huffe'd"In New York, What are you planning to do move there?"

May be it was his father's mokking tone, or maybe the reality that he finally had to make his father understand,but Shawn found the strength to boldly reply,"Yes. Yes, I am.

his father Laugh was full of pity "ZYoure going through with this silly dream of yours to be an wrestler?"

"Its not a silly dream,I want this more than anything," From the time I was 12 years old. "Look at you ", His father replied Stairing down at him with scarn,

"Who's going to hire you?"Let alone represensent you?" His father replied, stairing down at him with scorn.

Shawn choked back a sob. It was the worst thng his father had ever said to him. He knew his body shape had always been a sensitive issue with him "I'm going to work out,eat better",

"Oh, Shawn,when are you going to learn? You have to stop living in a dream world and face reality,"

why didn't his father believe in him?"I can do this,"

"for some one with a decent grade pint average, you certainly aren't acting like you have the sense god gave you",

More harsh words,like a knife plunging into his heart. If his mother were here,she would protect him. Yet his father's attitude made him even more determent."I'm going".

His voice wavered , due he went on. "You can't stop me,"

Shawn's dad's eyes grew wide with surprise,then parowned, "Im telling you this for your own good,Shawn you're setting you're self up with failure/ Just like you've done with Hunter, even dow you say you love him." " You don't know any thing about me and hunter and why do you have to bring that up about him, and I don't care what you say, I love him with all of my heart and i'm going tell him how I really feel about."

"Oh thay that will be the day."

Shawn just turned around and walk out of the door and headed to Triple h's house.

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end of part one