It's been a wild 2007 for World Wrestling Entertainment. Championships have changed hands, alliances have been formed and broken, and a slew of fresh talents have joined the FIRDAY NIGHT SMACKDOWN! and MONDAY NIGHT RAW! rosters. One of these new rookies was Adrian Sanchez: a young 17-year old from the south side of Chicago, Illinois with a dream of one day becoming a WWE Superstar.
Usually on Saturday morning, kids would watch their regular children's shows. But Adrian watched WWE pay-per views all day. He studied each wrestlers personalities and each of their finishing movies. His room was filled with WWE products, signs of a true WWE fan. He took up weightlifting in the spring of 2006 and dominated the Chicago Street Fighting division.
Finally being noticed by a WWE talent scout, Adrian was sent to a training camp where he began his quest to become a WWE Superstar. Realizing his true potential in the ring, Adrian developed his nickname: The Falcon. This was for rising beyond people's expectations and proving he could hang with even the toughest of superstars.
Now set with a quest to make his mark on Friday Night Smackdown Sanchez hopes to rise to the top of the roster and become the World Heavyweight Champion. But of course…there will be many trials and tribulations on his journey. He will go through beating after beating to fulfill his dreams. But that hasn't and never will stop Adrian because YOU AIN'T SEEN NOTHIN' YET!
"CRAP I'VE GOT ONLY 12 MINUTES!!!" Layla El, the 2006 WWE $25,000 Diva Search winner was in a hurry. She raced out of the backstage area to the parking lot where her car was waiting.
"Layla! Hold on there baby girl!"
Layla stopped and turned around to face Theodore Long, the Smackdown General Manager.
"Oh Teddy!" What's up?"
"Got a few minutes for your general manager? There's an urgent matter that I need to speak to you about."
Layla sighed. "Sorry Teddy. I've got a flight to catch and I'm already late. I'd love to stay and chat but-"
"That's ok." Said Teddy. "I understand. I don't want to be responsible for my #1 dive missing her flight. You feel me? I'll catch up with you later."
"Thanks Teddy! I'll see you when I get back!" She kissed Teddy on the cheek then walked off.
"Damn…I hate to see that girl go. But I love watching her leave…Holla!" He smiled and proceeded to walk back to the backstage area. Suddenly, the sound of a car engine and tires screeching echoed throughout the parking lot.
A loud THUMP was heard and Theodore Long lay sprawled out on the parking lot floor, the victim of a run down.
"What was that?" said Layla. She ran back to the parking lot. "Teddy? OH MY GOD TEDDY!!!" She rushed to his side, checking his pulse. "Thank god….he's still alive." She pulled Teddy up and got him the backstage area. "HELP! SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP!!!"
Meanwhile, the car that ran down Teddy Long stopped a few blocks away from the arena. The figure exited and pulled out his cell phone. "Boss: Mission Accomplished."