Wotcha,
I love storylines, its why I watch WWE, despite how bad it can be at times. I don't believe I'm that good a writer, but hopefully it is good enough for you to enjoy my ideas.
Some of the events which happen in the story are based on that which happen on the show, but they do not fit the same timeline. Just a warning before you die hard fans start screaming at any wrong detail I may put into words.
Cheers and enjoy, evil-flagpole
Prologue
Theodore Long was stressed out. Eric Bishoff and his Raw superstars were more than likely to show up at some point during tonight's Smackdown. His Smackdown. So when there was a knock at his door and two strangers walked in afterward, he wasn't the politest towards them.
The first thing that caught his eye was the striking yellow hair of the young male. It looked unclean, uncut and was spiked straight up. It reminded him of some cartoon imported in from Japan where the protagonist could power up, and when that happened his hair would turn yellow and stand on end.
The second to enter was female, most likely this guys girlfriend. She was young and good looking, though like he, looked a little on the grubby side. Her hair had been dyed a lavender colour and chopped short. She had the most amazing blue eyes that captured Theodore's attention for a second.
"Theodore Long?" Asked the man, sticking out his hand.
Theodore had been told to expect a new wrestler tonight. This must be him. So Theodore gave him a proper look.
He was dressed funny for starters. But it was his frame that was more important. He was average height, very skinny and little muscle. Theodore couldn't see his career lasting long, neither that of the talent scout who had found him.
"You the wrestler player?"
"Aye, when do I fight?"
"Not tonight player. I'll be starting you out on Velocity. See how you fare there. Now if you don't mind, please leave my office."
The man withdrew his hand and left silently as the general manager shooed them both out of the room.