Are You Tough Enough Too.
Disclaimer: I only own Kora Flair
Summary: The second installment of my Tough Enough series. See if these Young hopefuls have what it takes to make it in the WWE.
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Prologue: De ja vu' all over again.
The tryout location this year was the biggest one to date. On the scale of favorite hot spots, there were none hotter than, Madison Square Garden. Thousands of people had shown up this year. The WWE Scout team had pulled up to the arena.
"Look at all those people." HBK Shawn Michaels noted.
"I wonder how many are inside already?" Elle Smith, last years alumni added. Just one year ago, she was there. She felt bad, because she knew as well as they did, some of these people were going home.
The Trainers snuck in through the back and sat in the gorilla position, as the young hopefuls filled the arena. Josh Mathews, WWE's backstage announcer made friends in the crowd. "Hi." He said coming up to a tall dark haired woman. "Name and Location please?"
The young girl was full of enthusiasm. "Hi, ya'll. I'm Cayci, and I'm from New Orleans, Louisiana.
"Oh, she's cute." Kora Flair said. Now a four year veteran to the sport, and the only daughter in the Flair family to carry the "Nature Boy" legacy. The camera continued on, and Josh followed a few people. "Stop him." Kora said into his ear piece.
The young man, shook hands and winked in the camera. "Hi, I'm Bobby Burns, and I'm here to become the newest WWE superstar." Josh Matthews and the cameraman, walked into the ring, and the arena grew silent.
"I think it's time to meet you're trainers." He said, pointing to the top of the ramp.
'Headstrong' by Trapt blasted through the speakers. "Representing RAW, head trainer, Kora Flair, HBK Shawn Michaels, TE alumni Elle Smith, and Al Snow." The four members of Raw walked into the ring, and the contestants were very loud.
'Dead man Walking' blasted through the speakers next. "Representing Smackdown, Head trainer, The Undertaker, Sable, Kurt Angle, and Eddie Guerrero." All eight trainers and stood in the ring, while a table and eight chairs were being set up inside. Sable grabbed a microphone.
"You all received a piece of paper, before entering the arena, make sure you fill out all the required fields." She paused. "You're first and last name, hometown, and all the classification questions. (Personality, height/weight, hair/eye color,) Why you think you should win, ect."
"This may be the biggest chance you will ever receive, when it comes to this business, there isn't a do over, make this time count." Kurt said before sitting down.
Kora grabbed a microphone, as well as a clipboard off of the table. "First up, Bobby Burns." Bobby walked down through the seats and over the security wall. He tripped on the ropes walking in. "Hi Bobby."
Shawn Michaels took one look at him and laughed. "Where you from Bobby?"
Bobby kept his cool the entire time and didn't freak out at all. "Columbus, Ohio, sir." When he noticed the ladies staring at him, he began to get comfortable.
"Who's your favorite wrestler?" Elle Smith asked.
"Sting."
"Least favorite?" Eddie Guerrero added.
Bobby kind of smirked. "Wellâ." He wiped his forehead. "Eddie Guerrero."
The table of judges laughed. "Well we'll see if we could change that." Kora said laughing. "Bobby I cant help but notice that you seem very intimidated? Are you scared?"
"No ma'm. Just a little nervous."
"You said you're how tall?" Kurt asked.
"6'8."
"Before we let you go back to your seat." Kora said. Passing around the picture's in his portfolio, "Why do you want to be a wrestler? Why should you win this competition?"
"What makes you think you're better than all these people in this arena?" Eddie added.
"This is what I've dreampt about my whole life. I'd like to think that I've worked hard enough for this opportunity."
"Thank you." Al Snow said, picking up another clipboard.
Next chapter with the top 13 will be up next.
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