The wolf.
I walked in to the building in for the first time in 1993 with my father the Undertaker.
As superstars saw my father they ran away. After I figured out what the problem was, I told my father to go. He disappeared in a cloud of smoke.
I went into the boss' office and Mr. McMahon greeted me.
I smiled politely, making him think I'm calm.
He smiled. "Since it's your first day, you can choose your opponent for your debut."
I looked in the list. Someone's name caught my eye.
"Shawn Michaels!"
Vince looked surprised. "HBK? That would make a wonderful main event!"
In the locker room…
HBK walked up to me. "So I heard you're facing me!"
I looked at him. "Don't enjoy this old man."
I walked to the ring entrance.
After all the entrances…
I ran to my opponent, surprising him by punching him as fast as a cheetah.
It stunned him, giving me time to crouch and walk around him, when he turned around; I leapt on him and started punching him while he was on the ground.
It thought to myself, huh I should name this 'stalking the prey'.
I then pulled him up, put my hands around his neck, put another arm on his leg, pulled him up and smashed his back on my knee, half-breaking it.
I then started the count, which he could not kick out of. I then thought to myself, I won!
After the match…
I was walking around the locker room, being congratulated by everyone.
I thought to myself, I was a fan of HBK, and now I beat him! How could this day be any better?
A week later in the GM's office…
Stephanie looked through the list of superstars. "I got it!"
"Who?" I asked her.
"Stone cold Steve Austin!" She answered.
"Well that was a stone cold stunner!" I said jokingly.
What will happen to the wolf? And when family becomes a problem, how will he solve it?