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Chapter 2- My Big Debut
The day was Tuesday. The month was April. The year was 2012. The arena was… whatever the arena in Orlando is called, because there are like 5 in Florida. My time was now. (Sorry, Cena.)
I walked into the arena an hour earlier than I needed to be, due to my excitement of finally debuting. I also got locked out of my hotel room, but I was going to show up early anyway. I walked around, looking for a place to get in my gear, when I run into Good Ol' John Lauranitis. He told me, "Hello, Troy. Welcome to Smackdown! Impressive, right?" All I could manage was a nod. "Well tonight, you are going to be taking on a local talent. So, good luck in your future endeavors." he said. My eyes popped out of my head, and I yelled, "WAIT, I THOUGHT I WAS DEBUTING! I CAN'T GET FIRED, I…" The EVP of Talent Relations said, "No, no, no. You're not fired. I'm sorry if I scared you. I just say that a lot. So… good luck tonight."
As soon as my heart rate regulated, I continued my search for a locker room. Unfortunately, I would run into Derrick's ex-fiancé, Maxine, and her "friend" Johnny Curtis. They had been raising hell on NXT, trying to get off of the show. Sadly, they continued to fail. She came up to me and said, "Well, well, well, if it isn't Derrick's little friend from down in Florida. Are you gonna be on NXT, or are they putting someone else on Smackdown instead of us?" I told the vixen, "Sorry, I think that the higher ups prefer a wrestler with mic skills, talent, and charisma, rather than a whiny bitch." She lunged at me with bad intentions in mind, but Johnny stopped her saying, "Hey, we got bigger fish to fry. Now, why don't we head to the boiler room and get a little weird?" Maxine just shrugged him off, groaned, and walked away with Johnny following. All I could do is shake my head and walk away.
I ended up finding my locker room, and would get in my gear. I walked to the gorilla position and waited for my music to start. Meanwhile, in the ring, Lilian Garcia was introducing the local talent, Brent Alexander. Lilian then said, "And now, ladies and gentlemen, making his debut, from New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing 221 pounds, he is "Primetime" Troy Thomas!"
I walked out to the ring, as confident as ever. I got into the ring, and the referee came to me and said, "I want a clean fight. Don't test me, because I will disqualify you. Good luck." The bell rang and I met the kid in the middle of the ring. I went to shake his hand, and when he grabbed it, I kneed him in the stomach. I threw him in the corner and hit him with repeated elbows to the neck. I brought him to the middle of the ring, kneed him in the stomach, and performed my trademark step-up springboard moonsault, and pinned him. Instead of taking the win there, I decided to pull him up at two. I decided to hit him with a roundhouse kick straight to the head, and then I hit my "World Famous 450 Splash". Then, instead of going for the cover, I put him into my guillotine submission hold. With no blood going to his head, he had no choice but to tap out. The ref raised my hand and Lilian said, "Here is your winner, "Primetime" Troy Thomas!" I won my debut. Now that my first match was out of the way, there was only one thing left on my mind: seeing AJ.
OK, so Troy won his big debut, and in the next chapter, he finally meets AJ! Stay tuned! Read and Review!
