Zack Ryder seemed like a "wuss" of sorts to the WWE universe. For the past year he'd been made an easy win for anyone looking to "build momentum" towards their next ppv. Week after week, month after month he'd been missing those broski boots and getting pinned for the 1-2-3. It didn't bother him though, because that was just inside the ring. But back in the locker rooms, he was the king. He struck fear in the eyes of every superstar he crossed paths with. On the screen he was a nice bro trying to make it big. But in reality, he's a huge bully that makes sure everyone in the back knows their place.
Zack wiped the sweat off his brow and pushed Alex Riley off the table set up in his locker room. "Well? What are you still doing here bro? Beat it fartmunch, I've had my fill of you" Zack was getting hungry after that session and had to clean off the table for some chow time. He didn't want to look at A-Ry's dumb painful expression as he put his clothes back on. "I don't got all day bro, just do that in the washroom. GET OUT". Alex quickly limped his way out of Zacks locker room, thoughts crossing his mind of what he did to Kane a month back made him shiver. "Y-yes master Ryder, have a wonderf-" SLAM. Ryder laughed maniacally to himself. He had the WWE by the palm of his hands. He'd even heard from rumours that Hunter pissed his pants when he heard Ryder was outta rubbers. What would he tell Stephanie and his children if he'd caught a disease? Ryder didn't care. Everything was a big joke to the internet champion.
After eating some typical New Jersey guido meals, Zack decided it'd be too funny to hear AJ cry again while he gave her "Ziggy" another whirl. So he headed quickly to where he was setting up a sequence for his youtube show "WWE Download". But right when he turns the corner, staring down at him is the huge, powerful, Big E Langston looking pissed as all hell.