"Making her way into the ring, from London, England. SHE IS THE CZW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION. VIDEL!"

As I heard my music hit I began my descent down the ramp and into the ring with my championship proudly thrust over my shoulder. A woman winning the CZW World Heavyweight Championship was unheard of. Until me.

I started with CZW when I was 18, won my title when I was 19 and a whole year later I was still champ. I walked in the ring with a mic, which is unheard of in CZW unless I was about to slap a man for sleeping around. The difference in CZW is you don't get DQ'd for hitting a woman and vice-versa, and I'd kicked the shit out of a lot of guys to retain my championship. As the mixes of boos and cheers settled from the crowd I began to speak.

"For exactly 365 days I have been your World Heavyweight Champion. I have been punched, kicked, stabbed, bitten, thrown off buildings and had my head smashed into concrete blocks." I yelled into the mic. "But unfortunately all good things must come to an end, it pains me to say that I am moving on from CZW." "Don't worry," I chuckled "I'll still be kicking the shit out of people, unfortunately with less blood." "So by order of DJ Hyde, I very fucking resentfully, vacate the CZW World Heavyweight Championship." I said holding up my championship before dropping it on the floor. What I had just said was immediately met with a series of boos from the crowd, I turned around stuck my middle fingers in the air which was met with an amazing set of cheers as I shouted "SO LONG BITCHES" as I walked up the ramp before walking backstage. No one was there to meet me, I wasn't surprised, I hadn't made any friends at CZW I mean how many friends do you expect to make when you cut people's heads open with circular saws. Did I not mention that I'd sliced open Addy Starr's head with a saw? Oh. Well I did.

5 MONTHS LATER

"This Divas match is scheduled for one fall and is for the NXT Women's Championship! Making her way into the ring, from London, England. She is the NXT Women's Champion, Angel Wolf!"

I skipped my way down the ramp my title around my waist and slid into the ring where I was met with an overwhelming load of cheers and people sticking their hands in devil horns into the air as I did the same. "Wow, that surely is an amazing reaction to receive from the crowd here at NXT and as you can see they really respect their Women's Champion!" I heard Renee say from the commentary table. I knew in my head this was my last match at NXT. Since the end of my first month I'd been begging Stephanie to transfer me to the main roster but I was always shot down. Ever since I left CZW there were two things I'd noticed: no NXT Diva felt resilient enough for me to fight and my technique needed a lot of work. 5 months later, I'd made my way through the whole Diva roster and had improved my technique enough to convince Stephanie and the rest of the creative team to move me. "And introducing her opponent accompanied by Sasha Banks, Charlotte!" As Charlotte's music started I looked up the ramp to see two thirds of the BFFS swaying their way down to the ring 'I wish I was facing Ric Flair' I thought to myself as Charlotte slid into the ring. As the bell rang me and Charlotte began stalking each other. As I moved closer Charlotte attempted to clothesline me which I ducked underneath. As she recovered from her shock I turned around and ran at Charlotte and speared her into the mat which was met with a roar from the crowd and Renee, Tom Philips and Byron Saxton. I grabbed Charlotte's leg.

1….2….3! I'd retained my championship.

"Well that match was...short!" I heard Byron shout into the mic. "Is there no one who can stop our Women's Champion?!" Oh Saxton, if only you knew. The referee held up my hand as I kissed and lifted my championship in glory and I was met with cheers and devil horns from the crowd.

THE NEXT DAY

"So what kind of Diva do you want to be Luna?" Stephanie asked me as she leant back in her chair. I was sitting around a table with Triple H, Stephanie McMahon and the rest of the creative team.

"Well," I sighed "I want to be dominant, I want to break the stereotype of a Diva," I said to her.

"Sounds like you want to be Paige or Kharma!" Stephanie laughed crossing her arms.

"No Paige isn't dominant enough, Kharma wasn't crazy enough, I wanna be like.." I thought for a moment, then it clicked. "I wanna be like the Jon Moxley of the WWE Diva Roster! I don't want to run around in skimpy outfits. I wanna fight actual superstars not just the Divas!" I said with a broad smile. I saw Stephanie and Hunter look at each other with a smirk.

"Ok Luna, we get what you mean," Stephanie said to me pushing my contract towards her husband to sign "Your debut is going to be on SmackDown later this week." Stephanie said looking at her husband.

"And you're going to call out Dean Ambrose," Hunter said with a smirk

Hi guys! I really hope you enjoyed the first chapter of my new fanfiction 'I Knew Him As Moxley". This chapter was really just to understand Luna's backstory which will help explain why she wants to be the type of Diva that she says! Review, Follow and Favourite and a new chapter will be up very soon!x

-Ciara