Disclaimer: I do not own any properties used in this story besides my own character. Joshua Siaki aka Raiden Mercer is the creation of xXReiHideoHiwatariXx.
Also a quick note, as far as this story goes everything is a shoot meaning the fighting and what they say and do is real. It's just funner for me to write in that style.
Prologue
"Here you are kid, the big times." The voice of Paul Heyman rang through the halls of Raw's latest venue as he outstretched his arms. "I pulled a lot of strings to get you signed here, and even more to get the upper 'authority figures' to allow you to bypass NXT. That being said, I expect you not to let me down." The polarizing wrestling figure turned to stare at, what some could call, his newest 'Paul Heyman Guy'.
It was an athletically built man, around the height of five foot ten inches. His brown hair was styled into a disconnect undercut, his facial hair trimmed to a short boxed beard and his blue eyes stared back at the advocate of the Beast Incarnate as Paul continued to take in his appearance. He wore a black tee shirt with the words 'I'm a Pro Wrestling Guy' printed on the front in white letters, blue jeans and a pair of white and red tennis shoes. Slung over his shoulder was the strap to a duffel bag that hung by his waist.
The man reached up and adjusted this strap as he looked around the fairly empty halls. "Come on Paul." He responded, his voice laced with a British accent. "You helped me get my citizenship here. You got me signed to the WWE. You have me on Raw. Besides, it's me. How could I possibly let you down?" Heyman stated at the man for a few seconds before smiling and releasing a shirt chuckle.
"That's why I like you, Gabriel." Heyman answered as he wagged his finger through the air. "You've got spunk. More importantly, you have the talent to back that spunk up. I believe that you will go far in this business. I could be wrong... but I'm never wrong. I have some things that I have to take care of, but before I go I have to ask, you're sure that you don't have any qualms about taking that special something out in front of live cameras do you?" As Paul asked this question he patted the top of the now named Gabriel's duffel bag obviously indicating to something inside of it.
"Not at all. I put a deposit down on it that wasn't payed back to me. Until that deposit is returned it's legally mine because I've essentially paid for it. No legal repercussions." Heyman smiled once again, this one taking over the entirety of his features as he reached to place his hand on Gabriel's shoulder.
"Look at you. Not even under my watch for an entire month and you're already beating the system. I've already set up your match with Kurt Angle, it just hasn't been announced yet. So good luck out there kid. Make an impact. I'll be watching." With those words, Heyman turned and began walking through the hallways, pointing down a perpendicular one as he did so. "Locker room is that way." Gabriel nodded his head in response, even though Heyman couldn't see it, and made his way off into that direction.
He took a deep breath as he looked over the walls that were plastered with WWE material for the night being. Raw was one week removed from the twenty fifth anniversary of Monday Night Raw and just one night after the Royal Rumble. With all of the buzz surrounding the company at the time Gabriel knew he would need to put all of his effort into his debut match to make an impact. "Not like I don't put everything into every match." He spoke to himself quietly as he arrived at a wooden door, a golden plaque inscribed with the words 'Men's Locker Room' telling him that he had reached his destination.
After taking another deep breath Gabriel reached out and grabbed the silver door handle before pushing the door itself open. On first sight the Men's Locker Room was actually fairly empty in its own right. Mostly it was just a few stage hands talking through headsets and scribbling things down on their clipboards. There were a few Raw wrestlers here and there, such as Curt Hawkins and Heath Slater, but they paid him no mind and he returned the favor. However, as he located the locker with his name plate Gabriel found one man that stood out to him from the rest.
The man was a fit African-Samoan taller than Gabriel himself with grey eyes and long black hair. He wore black skinny jeans, black and blue air force ones and a Redesign, Rebuild, Reclaim tee shirt. Over the tee shirt was an unzipped Georgia Tech windbreaker. He recognized the man on some level, only if for his former affiliations over in New Japan Pro Wrestling. With a slight shrug of his shoulder Gabriel made his way over to the locker that was positioned directly beside that of the other man's.
Sitting down on a bench placed in front of the lockers, Gabriel dropped his duffel bag onto the ground before unzipping it. Removing his gear from inside he began laying it out in a neat manner for easy access when he began to change. He made sure to keep a certain item at the very bottom of the bag, covered up by an old tee shirt of his. "I guess I'm not the only new guy in the locker room?" The man next to Gabriel spoke in a laid back tone as he pulled out his phone and began playing a video game on it.
"Seems that way." Gabriel replied with a slight shrug as he continued with his tasks. After making sure everything was in its designated space he turned his head to look at the other man. "I have to say, I didn't expect to see you here, Joshua." He knew the man's name, not because of any personal experience, but solely based on the man being a former member of Bullet Club. His full name was Joshua Solofa Siaki, otherwise known by his ring name Raiden Mercer.
"Came as a shock to me too." Joshua returned without raising his head from the game. "I mean, one minute I'm running the ropes over in NJPW. The next? Well here I am. Speaking of New Japan, I figured that you would still be back over there, what with your status and all." Gabriel eyed the African-Samoan for a moment before turning his attention back to his duffel bag.
"What can I say, Bullet Club throwing their weight around backstage to get what they want just didn't sit right with me. I didn't fancy a three way match for the IWGP Junior Heavyweight Championship against Marty Scurll and Cody Rhodes. Now I can only hope it's different here. Finn Balor, Karl Anderson and Luke Gallows already have the whole Balor Club thing going on. Then there's AJ, Adam and you. Adam has Bobby Fish and Kyle O'Reilly now too. That's a stacked deck across multiple brands if you all wanted to conspire behind the scenes."
"Bullet Club is in my past." Joshua spoke as he exited his game and slid his phone into his pocket before finally meeting Gabriel's blue eyes with his own grey. "I was part of it, but I also quit it before Triple H signed me to the WWE. Is that who signed you too?" Gabriel thought about Joshua's words for a moment before shaking his head.
"No." The English man's accented voice returned. "With everything going on behind the scenes with Bullet Club and management Paul Heyman contacted me. He helped me get my citizenship here in the United States and he's the one that gave me the contract." Joshua raised an eyebrow as he leaned forward, placing his elbows on his knees.
"Oh? Give up your UK citizenship?"
"No. Dual citizenship. I'm still a citizen of the United Kingdom." The darker skinned man nodded his head in response as he looked around at the ground before reaching down and picking up a water bottle. As he drank from it, Gabriel's phone vibrated loudly from his pocket. Removing it he found that Paul Heyman had just sent him a text. Opening the message all he found was the words 'Turn on the locker room monitor'.
Shrugging he stood to his feet and moved across the room to a television placed against the wall farthest from the door. Turning it on he found that the channel had already been set to that of Monday Night Raw's broadcast. "What are you doing?" Joshua questioned.
"Paul text, told me to turn the monitor on." The brown haired wrestler returned absent minded as he observed the people who currently occupied the ring. Gabriel saw the Miz, no doubt kicking off the show by gloating about winning the Intercontinental Championship for an eighth time, the ever present Miztourage and the Raw General Manager Kurt Angle.
"Now Miz," Kurt's voice rang from the television and from the arena itself, "I have to congratulate you on winning the Intercontinental Championship last week. But you didn't do it by yourself. You had Curtis Axel and Bo Dallas distracting Roman Reigns and that cost him the match. Last night we didn't have time for an Intercontinental Championship match due to time constraints. So tonight Roman is using his rematch clause." The crowd booed as Kurt spoke these words and Miz's face became outraged.
"You can't do that!"
"Oh I can. I can also do this: Raw has just signed two new talents and I'm sure they're in the locker room tonight just waiting to make an impact. So, to make tonight's Championship match fair, not only are the Miztourage banned from ringside but they will both be in singles action!" The Miz dropped his microphone as he and his two followers objected to Kurt Angle's decision. "Oh it's true. It's damn true." As Kurt's theme song played, Gabriel reached forward and clicked the television off.
"The Miztourage?" Joshua spoke up. "I couldn't debut against anybody else? Finn? Braun Strowman? Bray Wyatt?" Gabriel gave a half shrug as he made his way over to his locker, removing his tee shirt in the process.
"It could be worse. We could have had to debut in a tag team match against them. So at least it's singles competition." Joshua turned around, pulling his phone back out as he made his way over to the locker room bench where Gabriel was changing into his ring gear.
"Guess you got me there." Silence reigned over the two as Gabriel changed, Joshua playing a few minutes of games before following suit. Gabriel reached down and picked up his duffel bag, slinging it over his shoulder as he prepared to leave the locker room. "You know, I don't see many wrestlers go out there with their duffel bags." Gabriel shook his head as he began to head for the door.
"It's something for Paul." He answered vaguely while reaching for the door knob. As he began turning it Joshua spoke to him once again.
"Regardless of what happened between you and Bullet Club it didn't involve me. So good luck out there. Just know that I plan to one up you tonight." Gabriel chuckled as he opened the door to the locker room and began walking out.
"Fair enough. Good luck yourself. You'll need it if you hope to follow me." The door swung shut behind Gabriel as he began to walk down the halls. They were more active now than they had been just a short while before hand. His blue eyes traveled from person to person until they found a backstage official holding a clipboard. Approaching him, Gabriel cleared his through to gain the other man's attention.
"Yeah? Can I help you?" The official questioned as he lowered his headphones to listen.
"Yes. I'm one of the two debuting tonight, I just need to know when I'm scheduled to go out to the ring." The man stared at Gabriel for a moment before he looked down to his clip board and ran his finger along the sheets held into place by it.
"Oh, here it is. Thanks for coming to find me. Which one are you?"
"Gabriel."
"Right. Gabriel... you need to be at Gorilla Position in five. I need to go find... Joshua and let him know when he needs to be there." The blue eyed wrestler pointed over his shoulder with his thumb from the direction he had come from in response.
"I was just in the men's locker room with him. He probably just finished getting ready." The official nodded and moved past Gabriel, waving over his shoulder as he shuffled away.
"Thanks." The former New Japan wrestler watched the official disappear around a corner before turning around and beginning to walk.
"Watch it." The Miz's shoulder slammed into Gabriel's as he stormed past, not yet dressed for competition but holding his Intercontinental Championship over his shoulder. Curtis Axel and Bo Dallas were trailing quickly behind him, though they stopped short as Bo stretched his arm out and placed his hand Curtis' chest.
"Why don't you let me handle this? Your match is about to come up. You'll just make Miz madder if you lose by forfeit." The long haired man spoke in his soft tone. Curtis turned his head to stare at Bo with suspicious eyes.
"Hold on. You're just trying to get rid of me so you can go and cheer Miz up! I'm Miz's favorite!" Bo looked left and right, seemingly in a panic, before shaking his head.
"No, you've got it all wrong. I'm just trying to help you. If it makes you feel better I'll stay away from Miz until your match is over." Gabriel raised an eyebrow while he watched Bo cross his fingers behind his back.
"Fine. But no funny stuff." Bo smiled brightly and nodded his head as Curtis Axel backed away slowly with his arm outstretched so that he could point his finger at his fellow Miztourage member. When Curtis finally turned and walked away Bo released a big sigh before turning and briskly walking in the same direction the Miz had went.
"That was a close one." Gabriel shook his head at the antics of the two. Then he began his track towards the Gorilla Position once again. He didn't make it far before he was stopped by a short woman with blond hair. Her appearance and the Raw Women's Championship on her shoulder identified her as Alexa Bliss.
"Hey, you. You're a face I don't know and you're obviously dressed to compete tonight. Are you the one that's going out there to face Curtis Axel?" Gabriel stared down at her before clearing his throat.
"Not if I don't make it to the Gorilla Position, but yes, from what I've gathered so far I'm the new talent going against Curtis Axel." Alexa bobbed her head, her lips coming into a tight line as she gained an annoyed expression.
"Good, that keeps me from having to hunt down the other one. I need you to do me a big favor, okay?" Before Gabriel could respond Alexa continued speaking angrily. "I need you to go out there and destroy Curtis Axel." The blue eyed man furrowed his brow slightly at the woman's words.
"And if I might ask, why would you like me to do that?"
"Because he almost ran me over on his way to the ring. Then, he had the nerve to tell me to watch where I was going. Me! I'm the Goddess of the WWE."
"Uh huh." Gabriel returned slowly as he thought about the Miz's words to him just moments before. "Must run in their group. Anyway, I'm not going to go out there and 'desyroy' the lad. I am going to go beat him though. So if that's your fancy you can go to your locker room and watch that on the television." Alexa narrowed her eyes at him before pointing her finger in his face.
"It better be painful." With those words she stormed away as Gabriel shook his head. He began walking once again, finally reaching the Gorilla Position as Curtis Axel was making his way down to the ring. He supposed that was a plus side. His opponent was still in the dark about who he was facing. Dropping his duffel bag to the ground he reached into it and finally pulled out the item he had been hiding. He stared at it and released a sigh before turning and waiting for his entrance music to start playing.
Curtis entered the ring and took to his corner while his music died down. There was a hushed buzz among the crowd as they awaited the next competitor. "We have two debuts here tonight folks." Michael Cole spoke from his place amongst the announce team. "We don't know who either of them are, but we're about to find out one right... now!"
The lights dimmed down in the arena for a moment before springing back to life as All I Want by A Day to Remember blared throughout the arena. The crowd grew loud as the name 'Gabriel Degray' appeared on the Titantron. Gabriel walked out onto the stage backwards, his arms outstretched on either side. "And his opponent, from Birmingham, United Kingdom, Gabriel Degray!" Gabriel slowly lowered his arms to his side and turned around, a collective gasp seemingly overtaking the arena.
The wrwstker wore black tights with a yellow belt and zipper design. It had stylized yellow circles on either leg. In the right circle was a stylized 9 and in the left a stylized 1, both in white. On the back of his tights was the phrase 'Est. 1991' in yellow with white outlines. On his lower legs he had black knee pads and black and yellow boots. On his right wrist was regular wrist tape. On the left was a sleeve that come up to the middle of his bicep. He also wore a black leather vest with an attached black cloth hood that was pulled into his head. Most important was what had caused the reaction of the crowd, the white strapped championship clasped in place around his waist.
"Is that what I think it is..?" Michael Cole spoke in utter awe.
"I believe so." Corey Graves responded with just as much disbelief. "That's New Japan's IWGP Intercontinental Championship." Gabriel nodded his head before making his way down the ramp. He stopped at the end and looked over the ring. Then, he made his way towards the steel stairs. Before he reached them he spun around and rushed forward, jumping onto the apron, his right arm resting on the middle rope, his right leg on the apron and his left dangling. After standing up he moved to the corner and climbed the turnbuckles. There he lifted his right arm into the air, extending his index finger and thumb before dropping into the ring. Throwing his head back he made his way towards the ropes, facing out towards the crowd and the main camera. As he stood there he reached down and unclasped the championship around his waist before lifting it high in the air. This sparked a chant of 'Holy Shit' due to the sheer surreality of the situation.
Gabriel slowly lowered his arm before walking towards the side of the ring and handing the out of place Championship to a ringside official, as well as his vest, before taking to his own corner. "I honestly can't believe what I just saw." Cole spoke as the competitors in the ring waited for the bell to ring.
"That was surreal, but you got to love it." Booker T responded almost instantly.
"I'm pretty sure New Japan and their lawyers beg to differ with you Booker." Corey retorted evenly. Meanwhile the referee outstretched his arms in either direction before calling for the start of the match. Both wrestlers immediately broke out of their corners and began circling each other. They slowly closed in on one another before come together in a collar and elbow lock up. Axel was quick to grab Gabriel's arm and twist it over his head, putting torque on the shoulder as the blue eyed man came down to one knee. Gabriel forced him to his feet and made to reach for Axel only for the member of the Miztourage to twist his arm over his head again, bring the new Raw talent back to one knee.
Pushing back to his feet, Gabriel rolled forward across the mat. As soon as his heels touched the ground again he forced his body backwards. As he felt his shoulders roll on the mat he performed a kip up and twisted Axel's own arm over his head. Axel yelled out in pain and surprise at the sudden turn of event. Then Gabriel lashed out with a kick to the man's abdomen, releasing his arm. He moved around the ring as Axel held his gut before coming back to his feet.
Gabriel visibly shrugged his shoulders and smiled as Curtis Axel yelled at him. The carrier of the IWGP Intercontinental Championship bounced in a semi circle around the ring, forming a complete circle with Axel as he traveled his own semi circle. The moved forward and threw their arms at one another, coming into another collar and elbow lock up. Axel released his hold dropping to on knee and sliding around behind Gabriel hoping to catch him off guard and grapple him from behind. However, Gabriel seemed to anticipate this as he performed this same action, slipping out of Curtis' grip at the last second before locking in his own grapple.
Axel reached down and grabbed Gabriel's wrists attempting to pry them apart. When that failed he attempted to slam his elbow into the side of his opponent's skull. Gabriel released his hold and ducked down, allowing the elbow to sail over his head as Axel spun around. Gabriel was quick to knee Curtis' in the abdomen, causing him to double over, before kicking him in the side of the head. Axel's body snapped to the side as he stumbled forward before falling to one knee. Gabriel bounced off of the ropes, Axel jumping to his feet with a clothesline as he rebounded. Looking around Curtis nodded his head as he smiled.
Reaching down he slapped his opponent in the back if the head while yelling, "Miz is the ONLY Intercontinental Champion!"
"A little verbal assault here from Curtis Axel." The son of Mr. Perfect pulled Gabriel to his feet from behind. A back kick to the abdomen caused Axel to lose his grip before he was hit with a Pele kick.
"Yeah but it's probably best that he doesn't taunt this opponent." Corey stated matter of factly. Gabriel reached down and pulled Axel back to his feet by his hair before spinning around and kicking him in the abdomen, causing him to double over once again. Following up on this, Gabriel kicked his opponent in the head twice forcing him to one knee. Then he caught the Miztourage member with a Roundhouse kick. Axel stumbled back to his feet holding his jaw. Moving forward Gabriel caught his opponent with a jumping Reverse Bulldog.
Gabriel spun to his feet before quickly moving around. After reaching a shirt distance he rushed forward and performed a running shooting star press onto the prone Curtis Axel. "Wow! How impressive is that!?" Cole exclaimed from his position. The wrestler in control popped back up, shrugging as the crowd cheered. Gabriel reached down to pick his opponent up once again, but a quick thumb to the eye caused him to clutch at his face and move away. Hurrying to his feet Axel ran towards his opponent and caught him in a belly to back suplex.
Gabriel rolled across the ring holding his neck as he came to rest on his back. Axel smirked as he walked forward a few steps before dropping a pointed elbow down onto his opponent's face. Gabriel thrashed around before coming to his feet. Before he could stand to his full height, Curtis rushed him and delivered a running knee smash that caused Gabriel to fall sideways into the ropes. Curtis walked forward and grabbed him by his hair, pointing to the camera as he did so. "This is for you Miz!" The Second generation wrestler Irish whipped the other competitor into the opposing ropes while following after him.
Gabriel performed a handspring before he reached them, his back bouncing off of the ropes and giving him momentum to flip to his feet before performing a back flip and catching Curtis Axel with a head scissors. Axel bounced across the mat and was quick to his feet as the crowd cheered. He rushed Gabriel but was caught with a dropkick. Axel held his chest as he rolled out of the ring underneath the bottom rope. Gabriel rushed forward and made to perform a maneuver to the outside. Seeing this, Axel dodged to the side.
Gabriel flipped, hand springing off of the ropes again before performing a back flip to the center of the ring. He landed on his feet and stood with his head down, right arm lifted while bent at the elbow, index finger and thumb extended. "Are you kidding me!?" Axel screamed in rage as Gabriel posed, taunting him. The Miztourage member began climbing the apron. Seeing this, Gabriel rushed forward and jumped onto the second rope before hitting his opponent with a triangle dropkick that sent him spiraling back to ringside.
Axel held the back of his head and squinted his eyes in pain before he tried to make it back to his feet. Gabriel ran into the ropes opposite the side of the ring Axel was on before running towards the other side. He performed a cartwheel around the middle of the ring before back flipping over the ropes onto Curtis Axel just as he found his footing with a Space Tiger Drop. The crowd cheered once again as Gabriel stood to his full height, placing his hands on his hips and posing. "What a sensational maneuver that was!" Gabriel shook his head and rushed to grab Axel in a comedic manner, as if he just realized he was still there.
Pulling the man to his feet the IWGP Intercontinental Championship carrier rolled him into the ring before climbing onto the apron. Axel held his head as he picked himself up. Realizing where his opponent was he rushed to knock him down but was instead caught with a Springboard Meteora. Gabriel rolled across the mat and hopped back to his feet into a corner where he spun around and motioned for Axel to get up. The other man felt around on the mat for a few moments before he found the ropes and used them to pull himself to his feet. Pushing himself off of the ropes and turning around, he found himself on the receiving end of a Shotgun Dropkick that launched him into the turnbuckles where he fell into a seated position.
Gabriel rushed across the ring to the opposing corner before coming back with a hesitation dropkick. "How beautiful was that? That was a thing of art." Corey spoke from the announce table. Axel held his chest and rolled out of the corner while Gabriel climbed the turnbuckles.
"What's he going to do here?" The blue eyed wrestler stood to his full height atop the turnbuckles before flying through the air with a 630 Canonball Senton. Axel moved out of the way at the last second sending Gabriel crashing into the mat. "Amazing! But as amazing as it was Axel was just able to get out of the way!" Axel pulled himself up in the corner and blocked rapidly for a moment, his face scrunched up in pain as Gabriel arched his back. Realizing his opportunity, Axel moved forward and picked the other man up, dragged him to the center of the ring and set him up for the Axehole.
"It looks like this might be lights out for Gabriel Degray here." Corey spoke as Axel yelled getting ready to slam his opponent's face into the mat. Gabriel twisted out of the move as Axel came down to one knee. Running towards the ropes as Axel stood, Gabriel jumped onto the second rope before bouncing backwards and catching the second generation superstar with a Springboard Cutter. "Shades of Gray! 1, 2, 3!"
"Here is your winner, Gabriel Degray!" The announcer called while All I Want played through the arena again. Gabriel stood up as Axel held his face, moving towards the ropes to receive the IWGP Championship and a microphone. Walking to the center of the ring he placed the championship over his shoulder and lifted the microphone to his mouth.
"I'm not going to lie, when I got here tonight I had hoped for more." His accented voice rang out. "But I guess that old anecdote holds true, you make due with what you get. I saw a lot of shocked faces when you all saw this Championship. Let me assure you: it's real. This is the IWGP Intercontinental Championship from New Japan Pro Wrestling. It's mine. I am the rightful owner of it. If anyone wants to dispute that fact, you've seen me here so you know where you can find me." Gabriel dropped the microphone and exited the ring, turning around with a chuckle and a smirk as Axel was helped to his feet.
Still holding the championship over his shoulder as he exited backstage through the gorilla position. He didn't make it far down the hallway before he found himself face to face with Joshua who raised an eyebrow at him. "New Japan's Championship? That's what you were doing with the duffel bag? I guess that's one way to make an impact." He looked towards the Gorilla Position as he heard Bo Dallas' being introduced. "Why don't you keep your eye on the monitor? I'll show you how to leave a real impact without any bells and whistles."
Gabriel shrugged and stepped to the side, gesturing to the Gorilla position with his arm while smirking. "By all means mate. Good luck again because, like I said, you'll need it." Joshua moved past him and Gabriel watched as he disappeared behind the curtains before making his way back towards the Men's Locker Room to change.
Joshua sat in the gorilla position, Rolling his neck as he waited. The sound of static echoed through the arena as the lighting became dark and This War is Ours by Escape the Fate began playing. Two spotlights made their way around the arena before halting at the stage as Raiden walked out backwards. With the lights shining on him and the chorus of his entrance theme picking up he turned around quickly and slapped the ground before bringing his arms out to his sides in the same manner as AJ Styles would. Pyro exploded behind him causing the lights to return and allowed the fans to take in his appearance. He wore black elbow pads, white and blue wrestling boots, and Black Wrestling tights. The tights were designed with dark blue lightning bolts on the sides and storm bringer in white on the back of his legs. On his hands he wore black gloves with his initials on them in blue on the left hand and white on the right. In addition he hadan open jacket with a hood, circular Rm logos and God of thunder on the Back and sides. The RM initials had jagged edges similar to lightning bolts.
Raiden slowly made his way down the ramp, pausing before he entered the ring. "His opponent, from Fagaloa Bay, Samoa, Raiden Mercer!" He removed his hood and took a breath before climbing over the apron, Springboarding over the ropes and landing on his feet. He turned around and pointed at the crowd, doing a slow spin as he pointed around the arena before his hand formed the shape of a gun. Pointing it at the man across the ring before pretending to pull the trigger at him. His music died away and he removed his jacket, dropping it to the outside as he waited. This allowed the crowd to see that he had Samoan Tribal tattoos covering right pectoral and arm before the bell rang and the two wrestlers moved forward.
"And now we're finally introduced to the second new talent of Monday Night Raw." Cole spoke into his headset while the men in the ring circles one another. "Raiden Mercer, a member of the Siaki family." The two competitors seemed to make to lock up, but Raiden ducked down and slid behind Bo before hitting him with a dropkick to the back. Bo stumbled forward into the ropes before turning around. Finding that Raiden was rushing towards him he ducked down and flipped the other man over the ropes. Raiden landed on his feet on the apron and, when Bo faced him, he leaped up and kicked the man in the face. Raiden jumped onto the top rope and Springboard off only for Bo to lash out with a kick to the gut.
Raiden double over as his feet made impact with the mat before he was caught with a running big boot. The new member of Raw fell over sideways, twisting in the air as he landed on his back. Bo came down onto his hands to knee Raiden in the face three times. Then he did a handstand and brought his knee down onto the other man's head a fourth time before standing to his feet and walking around the ring. He lifted his arms into the air and yelled, "Bolieve for the Miz!"
"I feel like I'm having a case of Deja Vu."
"Could be because we just saw Curtis Axel doing the same thing." Booker responded to Cole before Corey interrupted.
"I mean, can you fault them for wanting to show their admiration for The Miz?"
"Yes." Bo went to pick Raiden up only for the downed man to wrap his legs around his ankles and send the follower of the Miz face first into the turnbuckles. "Especially because it always seems to cost them their opportunities to dominate the match." Bo turned around into a high knee from Raiden causing the man's head to snap back as he laid in the corner. Dropping to the mat Raiden wrapped his arm around his opponent's head, pulling Bo out of the corner with a running bull dog. Bo Dallas' face bounced off of the canvas as Raiden came back to his feet.
"Bringing the Thunder!" Raiden yelled as Bo pushed off his back. Reaching down Raiden slapped the back of his head and performed a back flip.
"Now Raiden taking time to return the favor and taunt his own opponent." Bo shook his head and lurched to his feet. Rushing at the other competitor he made for a clothesline only for Raiden to duck underneath it. Spinning around the Miztourage member was caught with a Springboard DDT. Standing up Raiden reached down and forced his opponent to his feet before pulling him into a headlock.
"Raiden with a headlock here. They're pretty close to the center of the ring so you have to wonder if Bo Dallas will submit here." Raiden kept the headlock in as the two slowly walked backwards. They eventually touched the ropes causing the referee to begin counting for a break of the hold. Bo used the momentum of the ropes to not only push the other man off of him but also launch him into the ropes on the other side of the ring. Raiden bounced back and ducked underneath another clothesline attempt before Springboarding off of the ropes with a Moonsault.
Bo rushed forward underneath him. As Raiden landed on his feet he was finally caught with a clothesline. He followed this up by sliding across the mat and delivering four fast Paced knees to the man's skull. Instead of standing up to taunt this time he moved into a cover. "Bo going for the win here. 1, 2- Raiden kicks out at two." Bo sat up on his knee with a frustrated look on his face before pulling Raiden up by his long hair. He launched him into a corner with an Irish whip before following after him. He delivered a corner clothesline before pulling Raiden out with a Bulldog, much like Raiden had done before.
"Bo Dallas delivering a little Bodog there!" Cole exclaimed.
"Please Cole, never say that again." Corey responded in a disgusted tone. "Another pin attempt by Bo... another kickout at two." Bo slapped the mat before delivering more knee to his opponent's face. He then performed the same actions he just had by picking Raiden up, throwing him into a corner and going for another clothesline. This time Raiden dodged out of the way causing Bo to run full force into the turnbuckles. He stumbled out of the corner holding his chest and Raiden spun, delivering a discuss forearm that laid Bo Dallas out on the mat. Raiden covered the man only two receive a two count of his own.
With a shake of his head Raiden pulled Bo to his feet. He pulled the Miztourage member into an inverted facelock. Before he could do anything else Bo's leg shot up and kicked him in the face. Raiden released his hold and stumbled backwards. His opponent lashed out with a kick causing the African-Samoan to double over. Bo brought him in with a double underhook but Raiden twisted out and caught his opponent with a lifting DDT. Hurrying to his feet Raiden scaled the turnbuckles. "Oh no. It looks like we have another high risk maneuver about to happen."
Raiden jumped off of the top rope with a corkscrew 360 Senton. "He calls that Ragnarok!" Corey yelled into his headset. "And he just got all of it! 1, 2, 3. As much as I love the Miz it just isn't the Miztourage's night." Raiden stood to his feet, taking in the cheers of the crowd as he received a microphone. "And it looks like we'll be hearing words from our other new talent here tonight."
"From here... it only gets better us." Raiden stated into the microphone causing the crowd to cheer. "I'm putting everyone on notice. I'm here to prove something. I'm here to prove that the only Samoan family that matters is the Siaki. I'm here to shake up this company. I'm here on Raw... for the WWE Universal Championship. And there's nobody that's going to stop me. Not Roman Reigns. Not Brock Lesnar. Nobody will stop me from giving you fans the champion you deserve." He nodded as the crowd cheered while This War is Ours played.
As Raiden made to leave the ring the unmistakable screamed of 'Braun!' Brought his music to a screeching halt. Braun Strowman marched out onto the stage with a purpose as he held a microphone in his hand. "And here comes the Monster Among Men, Braun Strowman."
"Last night at the Royal Rumble Brock Lesnar didn't beat me to keep his title. He beat Kane. If anyone is going after the Universal Championship it's me. If you try to get in my way you're going to be just another person that catches these hands." With those words, Braun dropped his microphone onto the stage as Raiden narrowed his eyes and lifted his own.
"Anytime. Like I said, no one's getting in my way." Raw faded to commercial after these words as Braun lifted his arms into the air and screamed his own name.
A short while later Gabriel exited the men's locker room as the show wound down. He now wore a white shirt with a black eagle on the chest. Above the eagle were the words 'Death from above' in all capital letters and below it 'Airborne'. Along with this he wore simple black joggers and black and white tennis shoes. Hanging by his hip from the strap on his shoulder was his duffel bag.
He cleared his throat as he began to walk down the corridors. He didn't get far before he was cut off by Alexa Bliss who gave him an analytical look. "Good job on Axel out there. You should've been more aggressive though."
"Wow. Praise and criticism at the same time. Impressive. I always aim to please I guess, but like I said before anything that I did out there wasn't because he offended you. If we were friends maybe, but we're not." Alexa shrugged her shoulders in response as she brushed past him.
"Be more aggressive next time." Gabriel glanced over his shoulder with a dumbfounded expression before shaking his head and continuing his path. As he walked he heard the Miz's music play for the umpteenth time that night. Gabriel paused. Glancing down at his duffel bag he chewed on the inside of his cheek for a second. "Make an impact... right Paul?"
In the ring the Miz held his WWE Intercontinental Championship to his chest while also holding the back of his head. "And that's why nobody will ever dethrone the Miz again!" Corey sang the praises of the man in the ring as Roman Reigns looked around in disbelief from a sitting position at ringside.
I Came to Play suddenly became All I Want as Gabriel appeared at the top of the stage causing the Miz to look up the ramp at him in confusion and rage. "That's Gabriel Degray who debut earlier tonight! What's he doing out here?" Gabriel looked down at the IWGP Intercontinental Championship that he now held on his shoulder once again before lifting it high into the air and pointing down to the ring at the Miz. Miz stared at him with an open mouth for a moment before shaking his head angrily and lifting his own Championship into the air. Raw went off air in stunned silence as the two Intercontinental Championship holders held their respective titles high while staring one another down.
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Woo! Hi guys. Don't know if any of you will be into this but I've been looking for something to do to pass my free time and this was fun to do. A good stress reliever for me. If any of you like this and want to maybe have your own character in it I'll be placing a template for SYOC at the bottom underneath Gabriel's and Raiden's information. Feel free to fill it out as best you can and then PM it to me.
Gabriel's Info:
Real Name: Gabriel Mason Degray
Ring Name: Gabriel Degray
Hometown: Birmingham, United Kingdom
Age: 26
Gender: Male
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 197 Ibs
Skin color: Fair
Social Media Handle: realukluchagabe
Appearance: Brown hair styled in a disconnect undercut, short boxed beard and blue eyes.
Ring attire:
(WWE Attire 1) Black tights with a yellow belt and zipper design. It has stylized yellow circles on either leg. In the right circle is a stylized 9 and in the left is a stylized 1 both in white. On the back of his tights is the phrase 'Est. 1991' in yellow with white outlines. On his lower legs he has black knee pads and black and yellow boots. On his right wrist is regular wrist tape. On the left is a sleeve that come up to either the top of his forearm or the middle of his bicep.
(WWE Attire 2) Black trunks with '1991' written on the front right side. On his right wrist regular black wrist tape. On his left arm a black sleeve that goes to either the top of his forearm or the middle of his bicep. On all of his fingers a strip of white tape. Black knee pads and black boots.
(Lucha Attire) Blue tights with a red belt and a Union Jack on the right leg. The union jack is designed to look like it's laced in the middle like wrestling boots. Red wrist tape that comes to about the middle of his forearms and red and blue armbands. He has red knee pads with stylized 'Cause' written on the right and 'Chaos' on the left. For footwear he wears black boots with red kickpads. Over his head he wears a complete shining red mask with white eyes outlined with black imitating those of Spiderman.
Entrance Attire:
(WWE Attire 1) Ring Attire with a black leather vest that has an attached black cloth hood.
(WWE Attire 2) Ring Attire with a shirt and a leather jacket.
(Lucha Attire) A vest that is red on the front and blue on the sides and back. It has spiderman webbing on the chest and a large white spiderman logo. On the back is a smaller spiderman logo. Attached to the vest is a red hood with black spiderman webbing.
Street Clothes:
(Non-Formal) Tee shirts, jeans and tennis shoes.
(Formal) Dress shirts, dress pants with a belt and dress shoes.
(Athletic) Tee shirts, joggers and tennis shoes.
Tattoos/piercings: None
Personality: Somewhat cocky and somewhat of a goofball.
Wrestling Style: Lucha, Fast Paced, Grappling
Taunts: Looking off in the distance after a basement dropkick, posing for the fans after a dive to the ringside area, arm lifted, bent at the elbow, with index finger and thumb extended
Known Moves: Basement dropkick, tiger feint kick, Triangle Dropkick, Discuss Lariat, Bridging German Suplex, Shotgun Dropkick, DDT, One Foot Basement Dropkick, Roundhouse kick, Pele Kick, Spinebuster, Dropkick, Double Knee Jawbreaker, Tilt a whirl backbreaker, Jumping Reverse Bulldog, Back flip head scissors, Running shooting star press, Delayed Hilo, Springboard crossbody, Springboard Dropkick, Fireman carry driver, Poisoned Frankensteiner, Avalanche Poisoned Frankensteiner, jumping neckbreaker, Step over Enzuigiri, Superman Punch, Rolling Thunder DDT, lumbar check, blue thunder bomb, Apron death Valley bomb, Moonsault, Springboard clothesline, Fireman's carry punt kick, Sky twisting planca, Springboard corkscrew planca, Space tiger drop, Tope con Hilo, Springboard 450 splash, Meteora, 630 Canonball Senton, corner back elbow, hesitation dropkick, Corner Yakuza Kick, Tilt a whirl head scissors, jumping head scissors, overhead knee drop, Sling blade, tornado ddt, corkscrew planca, jumping Enzuigiri, Running Corkscrew Senton, Suicide Dive, Diving DDT, Super Frankensteiner, Snap DDT, Asai Moonsault, Corkscrew Enzuigiri, Handspring Enzuigiri, Tope DDT, Frankensteiner Driver
Signatures(Max 6): Swanton Bomb, Regal Plex, Fireman's carry dropped into Roundhouse kick(Man Down), Shooting Star Press, Falling Stunner, Super Kick
Finishers (Max 3): Fireman's Carry Dropped into overhead kick(Overdrive), Cutter(Shades of Gray), Liontamer
Manager: None
Theme Song: All I Want by A Day to Remember
Entrance:
Walks onto the stage backwards with his arms outstretched. After dropping them and turning around he looks around at the crowd before making his way down the ramp. Stopping at the end of the ramp he looks over the ring before heading for the steel stairs. Before reaching them he spins around and jumps onto the apron, his right arm on the second rope, his right leg on the apron and his left dangling. After standing up he heads to the corner and climbs the turnbuckles before lifting his arm, bending his arm at the elbow, with his index finger and thumb extended. Dropping into the ring he walks towards the rope and looks out at the crowd before moving to his corner.
Titantron: 'Gabriel Degray' appearing in white over a steel like background with feathers falling down around the name.
Minitron: A blacked out figure with white wings flying into the air before the wings burn away and the figure dives downward and landing in Gabriel's lifted arm pose.
Relationships:
London School of Lucha Libre(Trained)
Ultimo Dragon(Verbal Mentor/Idol)
Rey Mysterio(Verbal Mentor/Idol)
Paul Heyman(Confident/Mentor)
Wade Barret(Friend)
Joe Hendry(Friend)
Drew MacIntyre(Friend)
Tyler Bate(Friend)
Neville(Friend)
Kazuchika Okada(Friend)
Will Ospreay(Frenemy)
Ricochet(Frenemy)
Pete Dunn(Enemy)
Kenny Omega(Enemy)
Matt Jackson(Enemy)
Nick Jackson(Enemy)
Adam Cole(Enemy)
Marty Scurll(Enemy)
Cody Rhodes(Enemy)
Hangman Adam Page(Enemy)
Bad Luck Fale(Enemy)
Tama Tonga(Enemy)
Tanga Loa(Enemy)
Leo Tonga(Enemy)
Chase Owens(Enemy)
Accomplishments:
British Cruiserweight Championship x2
IWGP Intercontinental Championship x1
IWGP Junior Heavyweight Championship x2
Lucha Britannia Heavyweight Championship x2
Lucha Underground Championship x2
MCW Inter Commonwealth Championship x1
Open the Dream Gate Championship x1
Open the Brave Gate Championship x1
Open the Freedom Gate Championship x1
Progress Championship x1
ROH World Television Championship x1
WCPW Internet Championship x1
Bio:
Gabriel Mason Degray was born in Birmingham in the United Kingdom to Andy and Dorothy Degray. From a young age Gabriel was infatuated with wrestling. The likes of Rey Mysterio, Ultimo Dragon, Chris Jericho, Jeff Hardy and Eddie Guerrero inspired him, especially as Gabriel grew older and his passion developed into a a want to become a wrestler himself. He frequented gyms and took mixed martial arts classes throughout his teenage years. After finishing his formative years of his education Gabriel moved to Bethnal Green in London to attend the London School of Lucha Libre, otherwise known as Lucha Britannia.
Gabriel began training soon afterwards. After a lengthy period of learning the ropes, Gabriel eventually debut as Araña carmesí. His debut saw Gabriel align himself with the United Resistance Movement, pitting him against The State. During his tenure training at the London School of Lucha Libre, which was around a two year run after debuting, Gabriel was able to capture the Lucha Britannia Heavyweight Championship on two separate occasions, the first being a five month reign and the other being a 3 month reign.
After leaving Lucha Britannia Gabriel would begin traveling across the globe to different promotions. In Australia he would appear in Melbourne City Wrestling where he would become a one time MCW Inter Commonwealth Champion. After moving through a few more promotions Gabriel would arrive in the Japanese wrestling promotion Dragon Gate. He would go on to win both the Open the Dream Gate Championship and Open the Brave Gate Championship one time each. After losing the Open the Brave Gate Championship Gabriel would then move on to Lucha Underground. This would be Gabriel's last run under the ring name of Araña carmesí as, after winning the Lucha Underground Championship twice, he went back to the United Kingdom and began wrestling under his real name with no mask.
The first promotion he debut in as Gabriel Degray was Progress Wrestling where he would hold the Progress Championship once. From there he moved to Revolution Pro Wrestling becoming a two time British Cruiserweight Champion. Gabriel would then move on to What Culture Pro Wrestling winning the WCPW Internet Championship once. Gabriel came close to winning the WCPW World Heavyweight Championship but ultimately unsuccessful. After leaving WhatCulture Gabriel finally came to the United States on a work Visa. He would first arrive in Dragon Gate USA and win the Open the Freedom Gate Championship before moving on to Ring of Honor.
Gabriel became a one time ROH World Television Champion. After losing the title, thanks to Ring of Honor's working partnership with New Japan Pro Wrestling, he then made the move to NJPW. During his stint in these two companies Gabriel was often pitted against various members of Bullet Club, developing an intense rivalry against them. Despite this rivalry he would become a two time IWGP Junior Heavyweight Champion and a one time IWGP Intercontinental Champion. In his reign as IWGP Intercontinental Champion. During his second reign with tensions beginning to run high backstage Gabriel threatened to leave the company with the IWGP Intercontinental Championship in front of a live crowd.
After this he disappeared from New Japan as did the championship he held. Many expected him to return to the company eventually. However, Gabriel was helped to to become a citizen of the United States(effectively becoming a dual citizen for the UK and US) and signed to the WWE by none other than Paul Heyman.
Raiden's(Property of XXReiHideoHiwatariXx) Info:
Real Name: Joshua Solofa Siaki
Ring Name: Raiden Mercer sometimes just Raiden(LIke Mortal Kombat)
Hometown: Atlanta, Georgia / Billed from: Fagaloa Bay, Samoa
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race/Skin: African-Samoan, light brown
Height: 6'5
Weight: 225 lbs
Social Media Handle: RealKaioshinOne
Nickname (optional): "The God of Thunder", "Kaioshin" , "Storm Caller/Bringer"
Appearance: A fit African-Samoan american male with grey eyes and long black hair (Same as the usos hair when it isn't dreaded), traditional Samoan tattoos on the left side of his body. build is similar to king ricochet but taller and slightly better muscle tone.
Ring Attire: Black elbow pads, white and blue wrestling boots, and Black Wrestling tights with dark blue lightning bolts on the sides and storm bringer in white on the back of his legs. Black gloves with his initials on them in blue on the left hand and white om the right.
Entrance Attire: All ring clothes along with an open jacket with a hood similar to Aj styles with circular Rm logos and God of thunder on the Back and sides. The RM initials have jagged edges similar to lightning bolts.
Street Clothes: Black skinny jeans. Black and blue Air force ones, and a Redesign,rebuild, reclaim t-shirt. with a white Georgia Tech windbreaker unzipped on top.
Tattoos: Samoan Tribal tattoos covering right pectoral and arm.( g)
On-Air Personality: Confident sometimes overly so. He loves wrestling from the bottom of his heart so egging on and interacting with the crowd/fans is one of his favorite things. Strong showman refuses to give less than 100%. Loyal to allies Downright vindictive to enemies. He feels he was born to do this and that he is the best there is to offer.
Off-Air Personality: Relaxed laid back person who loves his friends and video games.
Wrestling Style: High Flyer, Technical, Showman.
Taunts/Catchphrases: Too Sweet. Drops to knees and prays. slaps opponent in the back of the head before doing a back flip. Fear the God of Thunder, Bringing the Thunder, or You're about to enter the eye of the storm.
Signatures: Discus forearm. Phoenix splash. Springboard Shooting Star press. Superkick. BTO {Better Tap Out}(Leglock inverted cloverleaf transitioned from a kneebar) Scorpion Death Drop.
Finishers:
-KIRIN (Inverted facelock lifted and dropped into a sitout scoop slam piledriver aka vertigo)"Adopted from Ricochet
- Ragnarok: Corkscrew 630 Senton
- Royal Star Powerbomb - (Elevated sitout powerbomb)
Manager: None
Entrance Theme: This War is Ours by Escape the Fate. Custom theme version: watch?vyfjgnGWSHSo&t39s
Entrance: The arena goes dark as you here the rumbling of thunder throughout the arena as the music begins to play you hear the static at the beginning of the song as two spotlights make their way around the arena before stopping at the top of the of the ramp as Raiden walks out backwards the light shining down on him as the chorus picks up he turns around quickly slamming his hands on the ground bringing his hands out to his sides in the same manner as his mentor AJ styles as a pyro goes off behind him causing the lights to cut back on before he slowly makes his way to the ring stopping just before he enters the ring removing his hood taking a second to breathe in the atmosphere and the moment before climbing onto the apron and spring boarding himself into the landing on his feet he turns around and points to the crowd doing a slow spin looking at the arena before pointing up the ramp his left handing forming a gun before pulling the trigger as he waits for is opponent.
Titantron: Samoan Pride in bold letters with The RM logo in a circle underneath all within thunder clouds with lighting striking, followed by clips of Raiden performing multiple dives, hitting opponents with his finishers and him teaming with various wrestlers from around the world.
Relationships:
Friends:
Sonny Siaki(Father & Trainer)
Aj Styles(Teacher)
Finn Balor
Kenny Omega
Xavier Woods
Becky Lynch
Nixon Newell
Ember Moon
Io Shirai
Kairi Sane
Sami Zayn
Rivals:
Zack Sabre Jr.
Jay Lethal
Ricochet
Roderick Strong
Tommy End/Aleister Black
Enemies:
Austin Aries
Bobby Roode
Kyle O'Reilly
Hiroshi Tanahashi
Tama Tonga
Accomplishments:
Dragon Gate:
Open the Dream Gate Championship- 1x
Open the Brave Gate Championship- 1x
Open the Twin Gate Championship- 2x with Neville
Ring Of Honor:
ROH World Championship 2x
ROH World Tag Team Championship 1x with Adam Cole
ROH World Tag Team Championship Tournament
TNA:
3x X-Division Champion
1x TNA World heavyweight Champion
2x TNA World Tag Team Champion w/ Aj Styles
New Japan Pro Wrestling:
1x IWGP Intercontinental Champion
2x IWGP Junior Heavyweight Champion
3X IWGP Tag Team Champion w/ Shinsike Nakamura(1) Kota Ibushi(1) Aj Styles(1)
BIO: Joshua Solofa Siaki was born in Atlanta,Ga to Sonny and Madison Siaki he grew up watching his father wrestle before he retired and later on continued to watch wrestling including old VHS tapes of the monday night wars and the days of old in NWA thanks to his mothers father a former professional football player who couldn't make the transition to wrestling He idolized the NWO, FreeBirds, the Horsemen, the wild Samoans along with people like Macho Man Randy Savage, Stone Cold Steve Austin and the Heartbreak Kid Shawn Micheals. He's another Samoan brought into the "family business" at the young age of 15. As the Son of Sonny Siaki former TNA x-divison champion he wants to prove even though his background isn't as well versed that he's better than roman reigns, the usos, and the rest of the Anoa'i family. He's on a warpath around the world to prove the only Samoan that matters is a Siaki. He's the best in the world at what he does in his mind he's the new and improved Cm Punk. He started wrestling at 15 doing random live events for small companies before his dad got him an audition with Ring of Honor which lead to a four year tenure where he was only able to capture the world title once before heading to Japan and joining Dragon Gate where he truly earned his chance to shine wrestling 3-4 star matches until he was noticed by TNA his fathers former company which lead him to eventually rejoining ring of honor because of its deal with tna where he met his eventually tag team championship partner in Adam Cole. Over the next few years he'd go one to win championships in both companies in high profile matches with the likes of jay lethal, Bully Ray, aj styles, bobby roode, LAX, Beer Money, and Jeff Hardy. He then Once again headed to Japan but this Time to Compete in New Japan where he'd win multiple titles after joining and quitting the Bullet Club and betraying the likes of Chaos. Now he wants to Prove himself in The WWE and become champion.
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