World Wrestling Entertainment is a roller coaster.
It started in the 1980's and gave the world such megastars like Hulk Hogan and Andre The Giant.
If you told someone that over ten years later you'd have people like Stone Cold Steve Austin and Mankind...
I don't think anyone would believe you.

They nearly went out of business in the 90's because of their rival, World Championship Wrestling,
as they bought the contracts of said megastars. Heck, if were able to have a career in Professional Wrestling in the 90's, WCW would have been my first choice, hands down.

But Stone Cold Steve Austin's insane popularity, among others, in conjunction with The New World Order hogging the entire show to themselves and not allowing others to win their World Championship,
it was WCW that went out of business.

Since then, the World Wrestling Federation renamed itself World Wrestling Entertainment,
(and eventually, just WWE for some reason, most likely because it's owner despises the word wrestling),
and created so many stars in it's time.

Stone Cold, Shawn Michaels, Mick Foley, Bret Hart, Triple H, The Undertaker, CM Punk, John Cena,
Roman Reigns...well, scratch that last one, maybe.

I am none of those men. And if I'm being perfectly honest, I don't think I'll ever measure up to any of them...(well, hopefully I don't measure up to Roman Reigns...)

I am a professional wrestler. Former Ring Of Honor, Combat Zone Wrestling, and New Japan Pro-Wrestling star. I started out someone that didn't really seem to go anywhere. One of those guys you'd think would come to the company and never accomplish anything.

Well, I was wrong, if my World Championship wins in all three promotions are anything to go by.
Not that he was anything special. He's only won their World Championships one time each.

But in my time, I've become one hell of a recognized star. Rumors and speculation were going all around on sites like WhatCulture and TMZ wondering, asking, going crazy, on whether or not I was ever coming to the WWE.

Well...it looks like their hopes won't be crushed after all.
Considering I was sitting at a table across from none other than HHH himself, with a contract right in front of me.

Triple H looked like he was looking me over, probably to see if I had "the look" that they're so crazy about.
He slowly nodded and looked me right in the eyes. I looked at him back.

His eye was bruised. From his match at Wrestlemania 32 with Roman Reigns. That match was alright in my opinion. And it was pretty satisfying to see Stephanie Mcmahon get speared by Roman after all the things she's done. And Roman finally got his Wrestlemania moment, even if the fans were more against him than the Authority themselves.

After a while of silence, Hunter spoke.

"So...you've definitely got the skill, if your work in those other promotions are anything to go by.
And you passed the drug tests, so you're clean...for now. And you've definitely got the fan support."

He leaned over the table.

"But the most important question is...do you have "it?"

"Define "it." I replied, raising an eyebrow, to which HHH smirked.

"I guess we'll find out then. But before you sign the contract, I need you to know that this is the big leagues.
This isn't Ring of Honor or TNA or anything. This is WWE. And everything you've got, any cards you can lay on the table...you're going to need all of that if you're gonna make it here."

"I'm fully aware of that. It probably explains why I'm so nervous right now." I said.

"You're not the first one, kid. Probably doesn't help that you're starting off here younger than most."

He picked up some papers and looked through them.

"Twenty-five. Most guys are at least thirty when they come here. But you've gotten pretty popular pretty fast. Jumped ship a few times. Hopefully, last time was your last time. Because this is the best you're going to get it in professional wrestling."

"I'd be mad if I decided to jump this ship."

"Damn right. So, you make up your mind?"

"Damn right." I repeated, getting another smirk out of the former Superstar.
With that, I picked up the pen on the table, and pressed it onto the contract just above the dotted line,
and signed my name in cursive.

The CEO took the contract and took a glance at the name written on the contract.

"Michael Marcus..." He said out loud, putting the contract down and extending his hand.

"Welcome to the WWE, kid."

I shook his hand eagerly. "Thank you so much, Hunter."

"Don't mention it. Now how bout' you go see about getting some wrestling gear?"

"Of course. If you don't mind me asking, though...when do I start on NXT?"

Hunter looked a bit confused by my question for some reason.

"NXT? Oh no, it's straight to Raw and Smackdown for you. Don't want to keep the people waiting, do you?"

My heart nearly skipped a beat. Was he being serious? I was so sure I'd have to start out in their developmental like Samoa Joe or Shinsuke Nakamura, but I was going straight to the main roster like Bullet Club?!

"Wow, seriously?! That's great! When do I debut? The night after next Wrestlemania?"

"I was thinking of that at first. But then I thought about it. When's the best time to debut a well-known,
popular star? Is it the post-Wrestlemania Raw? Or is it...the Royal Rumble?"

My jaw nearly hit the floor. Not only was I debuting on the main roster immediately, but it was at the Royal Rumble?
So not only did he not have to go through developmental first, but he was getting a immediate shot for a main even Wrestlemania match?!

"Now why don't you get out of here, go meet some of the boys backstage, and you train your ass off.
I want you to be at your best when you eventually get out there."

"Yes, sir." I nodded, and shook his hand again. "Thank you again."

"Don't mention it."

With that, I left his office. I closed the door in the hallway and leaned against it.
One year. I had a year to train, get to know the guys in the locker room, and come up with a wrestling attire that fits my personality.

Was that enough time? It had to be, right? Yeah, it had to be.
...This was it, then. This was my chance to make it in the big leagues. I could NOT screw this up.

This was my chance. My destiny.

My Career.