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WWF SummerSlam: 3/8/1997

Off screen

George walked into the Continental Airlines Arena in East Rutherford, New Jersey where he will have his tryout match at SummerSlam. After Jim Ross gave him the offer, George agreed to it as being in the WWF was something he dreamed about doing when he was a kid. He went to WWF Headquarters in Standford, met with Vince McMahon himself who seemed to like George's drive and determination to be of the best wrestlers in the world. Vince said George will have a tryout match at SummerSlam, and if the fans like it and want to see more of him...then he can consider himself hired as a WWF Superstar.

Vince was considering it to be on RAW is WAR, but decided to have it done at SummerSlam, one of the WWF's Big Four PPVs next to Royal Rumble, Survivor Series, and WrestleMania.

The things that went into consideration when talking about a superstar who could be in the WWF was the fans opinions on that superstar and the management team's opinion. But the fans opinions were the biggest one.

George carried his duffle bag on his left shoulder as he made his way down the hallways where the locker rooms were. The place was professional, catering for the staff, an experienced ring crew and it was clean unlike some of the venues he had been with some of the lesser known promotions. Heck, even WCW's arena weren't as clean as this. Part of him was glad his tryout in WCW didn't work out, maybe he can make it in the big leagues that is the WWF.

He finally had made it to his destination, a door labeled "Superstars". He nodded with a smile before entering to see various WWF Superstars. Some he knew from watching them on TV and some he didn't.

"Hey, you new around here?" said a tall man with long blonde hair wearing red tights with a unique H logo all over his tights in yellow with black boots and white tape. George instantly recognized the man as Hunter Hearst Helmsley AKA Triple H.

"Well, I hope to be. I got a try out match tonight." George said with a slight nervous smile.

"Oh a guy built like you, I'm sure you'll do good. Vince raves over guys like you. I'm Paul. Paul Levesque AKA Triple H." Paul said as he held his hand out looking for a handshake.

"I hope so. And it's George Edwards AKA the Bladewolf." George replied, shaking hands with the man known as Triple H.

"Nice to meet you. Now let me take you to the rest of the guys. Word of advice, we're like a family around here so treat everyone like family and you'll be alright. Now I can't lie, sometimes there is a little bit of backstage heat but it's usually nothing major unless it's Shawn and Bret. My advice? Don't stick your nose into their issues and you'll do fine here."

"Don't scare the new guy, Hunter." Another man walked up and George instantly recongized him as Shawn Michaels. He held out a hand. "Hey, Michael Hickenbottom AKA Shawn Michaels. Heard you have a tryout match tonight."

"Yeah, just to hopefully get over with the fans and get a job here." George said with a shrug.

"Hey who's the new guy?" A very gorgeous black haired woman asked as she walked up, standing close to Paul which George noticed. He also noticed the brief smiles the two shared and knew right away they were a couple.

"This is George. Vince has him in a try-out match tonight. George, this is Joanie Laurer AKA "The 9th Wonder of the World" Chyna." George smiled as he shook hands with the muscular woman.

"Wow, I'm surprised you have to have a try-out match. Usually Vince has this type of stigma about built wrestlers." Chyna said, surprise in her tone though that last bit was with a slight roll of her eyes.

"Well, I guess he just wants to make sure that I'm worth it before he gives me a job." George pointed out.

Chyna thought it over before she nodded. "Well, that's fair."

Paul then saw someone enter and grinned. "Oh and George, this is Mark Calaway AKA The Undertaker." He said as the tall, tattooed, long haired man known as The Undertaker walked into the locker room, walking over to the group of people that were there to welcome the newbie. George extended his hand out looking for a handshake. Mark looked down at the hand and shook his head, putting his hand on his hips.

"You gotta earn that handshake kid. You think you got what it takes?" Mark asked, a little strictly and with that stare fans usually see on the Undertaker in the ring when he stands across from an opponent. It took a lot of willpower for George to not stutter like a rambling lunatic. If you thought Undertaker was scary on TV, try meeting him in person!

Mark Calaway sure knew how to act as the Deadman even off screen.

"Just watch me and I'll show you." George said with determination and firmness in his voice.

Mark stared at him for a moment before he gave a small smirk and nodded. "I like this one. Just a little word of advice when you're out there make sure that you got their attention. You keep them happy then you keep Vince happy and you keep us happy and you earn your place with us."

"Yes, sir you got it." George nodded as Mark walked away leaving George there with the people he would learn to call his family and friends as he went on with his career.

Michael and Paul chuckled. "Don't worry about Mark, pal, he's like that with everyone." Michael said as he clapped George on the shoulder. "But let me tell ya something. If you earn his respect, then you earn everyone else's. Trust me, if the freaking Undertaker likes and respects you enough, then everyone else will respect you. It's happened to a lot of new guys that he's seen as potential stars here."

George nodded. "Right, first goal here, get his respect." He said with strictness, making Paul, Michael, and Joanie laugh.

"We ain't doubting you, kid. Now come on we're gonna make our rounds and get you set up for tonight." Paul said as George sat his bag down on a bench in the locker room and followed Shawn and Paul out of the locker room...

On screen

WWF SummerSlam was live at the Continental Airlines Arena in East Rutherford, New Jersey. Goldust had defeated Brian Pillman, and it was time for the next match. In the arena, Sunny's music hits and the beautiful blonde announcer came out in a fluffy black coat.

The crowd cheered for Sunny while the commentators talked about how beautiful she was. Sunny enters the ring and takes off her coat to reveal a multi-coloured sports bra and shorts of the same colours, to which there was wolf whistles from male fans.

Sunny was given a mic and she smiled as she spoke. "I'm proud to be here for tonight's PPV!" The crowd cheered loudly. "Introducing first-" She stopped when Tiger Ali Singh's theme played and he came out with his father.

"Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by his father Tiger Jeet Singh, from Toronto, Canada, weighing 280 lbs...Tiger Ali Singh!" Sunny introduced as the man and his father made their way down the ramp towards the ring. Once they were inside, Tiger Ali Singh's theme died down and everybody waited to see who he was facing tonight.

OOOOOOWHOOOOOO!

The Devil's Wolf plays and the lights dim to a blood red and out comes a masked man dressed in a black leather trench coat, an attire that left his arms bare, black wrestling tights, gloves on, black boots, and he was wearing a demonic wolf mask that covered his entire face. The fans were stunned at the sight of this man, it was as if the Undertaker had appeared but with a different look.

The monster of a man looked around with his eyes shadowed by the darkness of the lights, similar to Michael Myers from the Halloween movies. The man then starts making his way to the ring with a slow but not too slow pace.

"And his opponent, weighing 310 lbs...The Bladewolf!" Sunny introduced and eyed Bladewolf's body with a lustful gleam in her eyes.

Bladewolf stopped at the ring apron before he climbed on then entered the ring by climbing over the top rope and the lights returned to normal as he reached up and flipped his hood down, allowing his long black hair flee as he takes off his trench coat. The women in the crowd wolf whistled at the sight of his muscular body and the muscles in his arms.

Bladewolf adjusted his right elbow pad and stared at Tiger Ali Singh, the cameraman getting up close to see the demonic hellfire eyes of the giant man.

"That is not human at all, King." Vince said with a shake of his head.

"Those eyes are demonic!" Jerry said as the referee calls for the bell.

'Ding! Ding! Ding!'

Bladewolf and Ali walked forward and went eye to eye but Ali backed up in fear at the cold, evil gaze in this man's eyes. There was not a shred of humanity within them! They met up in a lock up and Ali tried overpowering the large man but found himself getting shoved straight to the mat with force which got the fans cheering a little.

"What a shove!" Vince exclaimed.

"Ali looks shocked himself!" Jerry nodded in agreement.

Bladewolf stared down at Ali who slowly got to his feet then threw the first hook that connected with the masked face of the Bladewolf but it didn't seem to faze him, he looked impervious to the pain. Bladewolf tilts his head a little to the left before giving Ali an uppercut that floors him, the impact echoing throughout the arena. Bladewolf grabs Ali's arm and wrenches it, causing him to yell in pain.

"Just wrenching the arm." Vince pointed out before Bladewolf stops then drops an elbow into Ali's chest. "Ooh!"

"That gotta hurt." Jerry said just as Bladewolf lifts up Ali into a military press with ease.

"That's 280 lbs, Ladies and Gentlemen!" JR exclaimed. "And this man... this giant is making Ali feel like a feather. What strength!"

Bladewolf drops Ali and he rolls around holding his chest as the Bladewolf slowly turns around and walks towards Ali who tries backing away and escaping the ring but Bladewolf places a boot on his right ankle which stops him.

"Uh oh!." JR exclaimed.

Bladewolf grabs Ali and picks him up from behind tightly and tightens the hold, doing a sort of reverse bear hug, Singh trying to fight back but his arms start going limp and weakening.

"Is that a bear hug?" Vince asked.

"Yeah, but...backwards." Jerry said before Bladewolf releases Ali then drops him with a headbutt. "Oh!"

"Headbutt to the skull." JR said. "And that masked face must make it hurt more."

Bladewolf drops elbow after elbow across Ali's chest then stands up and hits a leg drop across the throat. He gets to a knee and watches Ali with no emotion in those demonic yellow eyes which look around at the fans who were enjoying the action so far. Bladewolf stands up and walks towards Ali, grabbing him and Irish whips him into the corner where he runs and hits a turnbuckle clothesline and places the right arm around the ropes before pulling on it.

"Oh my god." Vince uttered at the sight.

Ali yells in pain as the referee begins counting, getting to four when Bladewolf stops and takes an abrupt step towards the referee who scampers from the ring with fear in his eyes.

"Referee's running for his life." JR said as Bladewolf returns his attention to Ali who lays in some kicks to the stomach but the big man that is the Bladewolf does not seem fazed by them and gives Ali a right hand to the forehead, then throws lefts and rights into the stomach then pulls Ali close and hits a belly-to-belly suplex.

"What a belly-to-belly." Vince said, amazed and impressed with the Bladewolf's dominance and performance thus far.

Bladewolf gets to his feet and walks towards Ali, grabs him by the throat before lifting him straight into the air...AND SLAMS HIM DOWN WITH A CHOKESLAM!

"What a Chokeslam!" JR exclaimed. "A thunderous Chokeslam by the Bladewolf." Ali groaned and held his back, coughing. "I think Ali is out for it."

The referee dives in to check on Ali while Bladewolf stands there, enjoying the pain he put on the man. Bladewolf walks over and shoves the referee aside before grabbing Ali and unloads with hard right hands to the skull.

"No mercy at all!" JR exclaimed.

"Merciless JR!" Jerry agreed.

"I don't think this man cares." Vince pointed out as Bladewolf keeps hammering away at Ali's skull until he is busted open and blood flows. "Oh my God!"

"Blood is pouring down Ali's skull!" JR shouted.

"Good God!" Jerry gaped.

"This man is sick, twisted, and enjoys inflicting pain!" JR says.

Bladewolf watches with sick satisfaction at the sight of blood before he pulls Ali to his feet, grabs him by the throat then lifts him up into the air...AND BRINGS HIM DOWN FOR A SECOND CHOKESLAM!

"A Second Chokeslam! With ease!" JR shouts.

"Why does he not just pin him?!" Jerry asks. "I can't figure it out! He's busted this man open, seems to enjoy what he is dong, gave him two Chokeslams and isn't finishing him off and winning this match."

"This man doesn't care!" Vince exclaimed. "He wants to torture Ali! He's making it known to all WWF Superstars they will be next should they meet him in the ring!"

The referee was checking on Ali before looking at Bladewolf and walks over, the cameraman being close enough to pick up the referee's words. "He wants to continue." The referee said, reluctance clear in his voice as he didn't want to keep seeing Ali get tortured like this.

Bladewolf cared not for the referee's reluctance, he just walked over and begins stomping away on Ali viciously before picking him up and tosses him into the corner where Bladewolf stomps away on the chest and stomach of Ali hard and brutally before giving Ali an uppercut that floors him then he hammers away at the top of the head.

"For God's sake!" JR exclaimed. "Will somebody stop this damn match?! Enough's enough!"

"When is enough enough for this Bladewolf?" Jerry asks with wide eyes as Bladewolf stops punching away at the skull of Ali and walks away as the referee checks on Ali. "The ref needs to call off this match! Let Ali go hide behind his daddy!"

Bladewolf stares at Tiger Jeet Singh who looks wide eyed at him yet there was hatred at what Bladewolf had done to his son. Bladewolf whips his head around to see Ali stumbling forward before he runs...AND HITS A SPEAR!

"A Spear!" JR exclaims. "What a Spear!"

"I think Ali's out now!" Vince said.

Bladewolf gets to his feet and stars down at Ali before grabbing him when Ali rakes the eyes despite the mask being there but it does make the large man back off.

"Ali raking the eyes." Vince said. "He's starting to fight back despite the blood loss and the two Chokeslams and a Spear."

Ali gets to his feet and starts punching away at the masked face of the Bladewolf, forcing the large man back into the corner where Ali unloads all over the body and then nails a kick to the stomach hard that seems to almost make Bladewolf hurt.

"Ali is trying his best to fight back but he's been beaten up enough in this match." JR says as Ali grabs Bladewolf and nals the DDT. "A DDT!"

Ali hooks the leg! "One-!" Bladewolf kicks out.

"Kick out at one!" Vince said with amazement, a DDT leaves a man dizzy enough for a two count but this man kicked out at one that quickly and easily.

Ali crawls over to where his father was, asking for advice and what to do.

"Why is he asking his daddy?" Jerry says with disgust and venom in his tone. "After all he's been put through?"

Bladewolf uses the ropes to get to his feet and flips his hair back before turning to look at Ali and walks towards him. Ali's father was trying to warn him but Bladewolf grabs Ali by the hair and then grabs him by the throat before standing in the middle of the ring, lifts him up...AND DELIVERS A THIRD CHOKESLAM!

"A Third thunderous Chokeslam!" JR exclaims.

"Wow!" Vince said with awe and amazement.

The crowd were cheering and enjoying what they had seen so far and were impressed with the Bladewolf who looks around and then looks down at Ali who was not moving save for the rise and fall of his chest. Bladewolf bends down and pulls Ali to his feet.

"Good Lord what else does this...demonic monster want to do to Ali?" JR asks, wondering when enough is enough.

Bladewolf sets Ali up onto his shoulders...THEN HITS THE FIREMAN'S CARRY CUTTER!

"Fireman's Carry Cutter!" Vince exclaims.

Bladewolf hooks the leg and the referee counts.

"One!"

"Two!"

"Three! Ring the bell!" The referee ordered.

'Ding! Ding! Ding!'

The Devil's Wolf plays as Bladewolf gets to his feet and glares at the referee when he tries to raise his arm. Bladewolf just stares with no emotion in his eyes, just a cold, evil look in them.

"Here is your winner...The Bladewolf!" Sunny announced as Bladewolf just turned and left the ring without a word and begins heading back up the ramp, the crowd cheering for the monster of a man.

"Wow..." Vince says, mentally he agreed that George was joining the company. After a performance like that, the crowd cheering and loving it and him, he had won them over so he'll need to meet with George and tell him he was now a WWF Superstar.

"I agree...wow." Jerry says, equally amazed.

"This man, the Bladewolf, just mauled Tiger Ali Singh and left him a bloody mess in the ring after three Chokeslams, a Spear, and a Fireman's Carry Cutter." JR says. "That was just pure destruction onto one man. There was no remorse, no mercy, no kind of emotional restraint. The Bladewolf is just a remorseless, merciless, demonic monster."

"Well, like the fans, I hope to see more of him." Jerry says and Vince nods in agreement...

Off screen

George walked backstage in the locker room taking off his mask with a smirk on his face. He let out a sigh of relief, throwing his tape off into the trash can. He heard claps and looked up to see both Paul, Shawn and Joanie clapping as well as a few other members of the roster he met earlier.

"Nice, you keep that up you might find yourself in a title picture soon." Shawn said.

"The fans loved it, they loved you. You seem to have won them over easily. Now you just gotta get word from Vince."

"Speak of the devil, there he is." Joanie said as the boss walked into the locker room. The locker room had gotten quiet as Vince walked in.

"Good job out there. Before you leave tonight swing by my office. I have a contract for you. Welcome to the WWF." Vince said as he held his hand for George. He smiled as he shook hands with the man who was now his boss. The dream was now reality. And he was now a WWF Superstar.

And with that Vince turned around and walked out of the locker room.

"Welcome to the family man." Paul cheered, making George chuckle.

"Once the show is over, we're gonna celebrate you joining our family. We're gonna head out and get drunk and possibly get laid. Well everyone except for Paul." Shawn said, getting a look from Paul and Joanie.

George smiled at the people that would end up being the family that he ate with, traveled with and ultimately end up making a name for himself with...

And that's it for this chapter. I decided to give you all a double update.