"Why are you frowning?" Mike 'The Miz' Mizanin was staring at his friend who lately was looking pretty down in the dumps

"I'm not frowning." Adam said, frowning.

Adam Copeland was best known as Edge or the Rated R Superstar to those that followed his WWE career. Adam and Mike were sitting backstage waiting for the television crew to tape their promos. Adam would be doing one with Zack Ryder and Mike had a solo promotion tonight. They were in Washington D.C doing Raw live and there should not be one reason why Adam would be unhappy.

Except that he would be fighting the Great Khali tonight. He didn't even mind all that much, Khali was a good man... and Adam enjoyed a good bout of silliness every now and then. Adam also knew he would still be fighting at Night of Champions, despite this match's stipulation. However, he had been playing the mid carder for a while now and he wanted to main event like Randy, who might he add, was equal with him in the ring.

Randy. Another thing that was bugging him was Randy. Ever since he got engaged he was acting like he was king of the world, showing off that he got the girl.

A couple of months back Randy and Adam had both fallen for the same woman, Vince's assistant Sofie Sinclair. In the end Randy had won her heart and Adam was okay with that. Sofie was a great woman and he considered her just a friend now, but sometimes… Adam sighed and stood up.

"Speak of the devil." Adam muttered.

"Hi guys!" Sofie replaced Lorraine as the Touring Manager of Raw. She travelled with the team and made sure everything ran smoothly for the equipment crew, the roster and all the backstage people. She was a beautiful woman with bouncy brown hair and piercing green eyes and Randy Orton was a lucky man.

"Hey." He said, looking away.

Mike and Sofie hugged each other tightly and Mike said something or other to make Sofie laugh, as per usual.

"Why are you frowning?" Sofie asked Adam.

"I'm not! Why does everyone keep asking me that?"

"Adam, what's going on?"

"Nothing. Look, I'm going to go get some water, can you find Zack?"

"I will find him now."

Adam walked away from Mike and Sofie, frustrated. He was fine! He would have a fun time tonight, be a little silly and forget he's playing a mid carder.

Adam approached Chris Jericho, whom had just lost his match against John Morrison. He was proud of Chris; he did really well tonight and overall is one of the hardest working men in the wrestling industry. He really helped Morrison tonight, putting him over the way he did. It was sad, Chris' contract was almost done and he wanted to leave to tour his band and write and well, live. Vince's creative team was desperately trying to keep him but in the end it would be Chris' decision.

"Yo." Adam leaned against the wall beside Chris.

"Yo."

"How you feeling?" Adam asked.

"Like shit. I hated losing out there. Don't get me wrong, I loved putting over Johnny Nitro but when the fans started chanting 'Y2J' it just made me feel like I haven't been used properly in a long time in this company."

"You're preaching to the choir, buddy."

"I need things to be different for a little bit." Chris admitted.

"You going to leave?"

"I don't know."

"Do what's right for you." Adam patted his friend's back and they stood there in silent until Sofie approached Adam.

"You ready for your promo with Zack?"

"Yeah. See you later man." He nodded at Chris who saluted him.

"Bro!" Matthew Cardona better known as Zack Ryder greeted Adam happily.

"Hey Zacky. Ready to be humiliated?"

"Woo, woo, woo…" Zack said.

Adam was joking around with Zack while they waited for the television crew to set up the camera for their promo. Adam was feeling a bit nervous but he shrugged it off, it was just a promo after all. He watched as Randy entered the locker room and annoyance took over Adam as the two lovebirds kissed. It wasn't that he was jealous; he was just sick and tired of seeing the two be in love. Maybe he was a little jealous; it had been a long time since he had a healthy relationship. Zack and Adam started their promo and Adam officially forgot about the two.

"…former one contender myself…" Zack was saying. From the corner of his eyes, Edge noticed a woman with auburn hair walk in the locker room and approach Sofie. She was this petite thing with long legs and beautiful lightly freckled skin. Adam was aware that they were watching the promo and his excitement grew. Was she the new Smackdown Touring Manager? Assistant, maybe?

"… did you call me a tool?" Zack asked Adam.

"Yeah." And with that Adam walked away from the scene and nodded at Randy, Sofie and Mystery Woman.

He kept on walking, out the locker room and down the hallway until he was just outside the gorilla position. He approached John Cena and the two shook hands.

"Break a leg." Adam said. Cena was about to walk towards the ring for his match with Justin Gabriel né Paul Lloyd.

Paul was already walking down to the Nexus' theme music and Cena was coming out next. He watched their match through a monitor and contemplated leaving the business for a while. He had just come back a couple of months prior at the Royal Rumble and at first everything was great. It wasn't until the draft that things went downhill for him. Adam hated feeling this restlessness and he had no one to blame but himself, which annoyed him further.

He acknowledged the wrestlers as they prepared for their fights but continued to focus on the monitor screen. Something had to change.


Marianne Tobey was walking down a stadium corridor and she was panicking a little. Maybe a lot. She was training with Vince's old assistant, Sofie Sinclair, who was now the Raw Touring Manager and she was expected to learn everything she knew in the next month or two. Sofie was a powerhouse that the CEO of the WWE, Vince McMahon, would do anything for and it seemed like everyone within the company loved her equally as much. Marianne was definitely panicking. She was sent to find Adam Copeland who had a match with Khali very soon and she couldn't find him anywhere. There's no way Marianne was cut out for this job.

"Adam? Adam Copeland? … Edge?" She poked her head into empty backstage rooms but still no Adam.

Marianne used to work with Linda McMahon as part of the team aiding her run for U.S. Senate. She went to Harvard for law and interned with Linda's party before getting hired there full-time. Marianne has the best managerial skills and can lead a team to high hell and back, but when Linda pulled her aside and asked if she would help her husband's company Marianne had no idea what she was getting herself into. Yes, she was a conductor of business… in politics, not wrestling. She spent the last month and a half learning everything there is to know about the company but she still didn't get it. She knew facts, names, events but she didn't understand the why. Why do people like wrestling? Why do these athletes put themselves through torture? Marianne guessed it was for the art and she was more than willing to have an open mind, she just wasn't enthralled by it.

"Oh man… where are you?" She muttered under her breath. On top of having to rush into this job because Lorraine was retiring, Marianne also had to help Linda train someone to replace her.

"Oh!" Marianne quickly closed the door she had opened. Inside the room were two members of the roster, making out. She couldn't tell who they were and quite frankly didn't want to know.

She knocked softly. "Is Adam in here?"

A woman's laugh. "Ow. No. Edge isn't here."

She heard rustling of clothes and quickly walked away, embarrassed. Apparently the on-goings of wrestling were very similar to the ones of politics.

"This is going to be a long night. Reminder to self: don't wear heels… not worth it." Marianne limped down the hallway in search of the blasted wrestler called Edge and meanwhile muttered profane words under her breath. She was a Harvard graduate not a silly wrestling fan and she definitely didn't have time for appalling behavior as most of the staff had already shown her they were capable of.