Own no intellectual properties. I have had some characters designed for a pro wrestling story for a while now and just wanted to find an outlet on here to put them. After a friend referred me to "Wanna Be the World's Strongest." I felt this was a good storyline and good characters to work with. This story is going to be focusing on plot, characters, drama and action.

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Scene opens with a set of eyes looking ahead at the ropes as his small hand tries to reach for them while gagging sounds are heard. The vision becomes blurry while a phrase is uttered " You Breathed Your Last Breath!"

Suddenly a young man awakes in his bed, his breathing rapid. He reached over to his phone to see it was 2 hours before he had to wake up. Standing his large frame up from bed he is then seen putting on a purple and black tracksuit.

Soon after….

The same young man opens the door to a building with a sign beside it reading "Arete Gym".

Next what could be seen is the young man in his late teens bouncing off the ropes and rolling on the mat. He is a large mid-muscular build and sports spikey white hair.

" Sonata!" A voice boomed through the gym.

The young man looked behind him to see 2 large young adults. One with dark brown hair and the other with lighter brown hair.

" Who said you could use the ring before us!?" One of them said.

"….you just got here…." Takeo replied.

" Makes no difference! You think because of who your dad is that the rules don't apply to you? Remember rookie, we're still your seniors!"

" Come on Konjo , lets just go get changed." The man's brother said putting his hand on his shoulder.

" Sonata if you're still there when I come out we're gonna have a big problem!" Konjo stated as they walked to the locker room.

Takeo sighed as they walked back, showing more annoyance than intimidation. He checked his phone. " I should probably get going so I can help with the set up for the show tonight.

Later that night at a convention center….

"Alright listen up!" The promoter said backstage where dozens of wrestlers were in attendance. " We have the dance show first and then we're gonna start ours, you can go out there and watch if you like but keep hidden so you don't get mobbed by fans."

" Hey who's performing anyway?" One of the wrestlers asked.

" An up and coming group, they're getting pretty popular. They're called Sweet Diva."

" Great just what our country needs, another idol group." One of the wrestlers commented prompting laughter.

" I'm happy you're happy, but remember what I said."

After hearing this Takeo got up from his seat, his outfit consisted of a spotted leopard piece and leopard spotted boots that went up to his knees and complimented by yellow wristbands. As he walked down the hallways he heard the flashing of a camera.

" Ok great! Now Elena, you go over there, ok perfect!"

As Takeo walked by to see what was going on, he saw a group of girls taking pictures in pose next to the sign of the promotion.

" This looks good, but I feel it would be better if we had some of the wrestlers here." Makoto, Sweet Diva's manager stated to the cameraman.

It was then she saw Takeo in the hallway.

" And just like that my prayers are answered." She said. " Excuse me! Young Man!" She called over to the wrestler.

" Who me?" Takeo said pointing to himself.

" Hai, would you mind taking a picture with Sweet Diva?"

Takeo decided to comply, however it was at this point where his persona comes in.

" Hah! Sure lady! I can't deprive my beautiful face to the public!" He laughed walking towards them.

However as he turned a corner he was caught off guard by a girl with jet black also looking around the corner, perhaps very curious as to who was speaking so loud and obnoxiously.

For a moment Takeo was at a loss on what to say. Sakura smiled and waved to him. Seeming distracted, Takeo waved back.

Seeing the awkward moment, Makoto decided to step in. " Anyway… How about you just stand in the middle and pose."

It was then Takeo regained his composure. " Now you're talkin' my language! Let's do this!"

The Divas looked at each other and didn't quite know how to react except for Sakura.

" We appreciate you doing this, my name is Sakura Hagiwara."

" Name's Wild Child!"

The rest of Sweet Diva looked at each other wondering who this psycho was. Sakura just looked at him confused for a moment but then began giggling which did a fine job of confusing Takeo.

" Well we appreciate it Wild Child." Sakura said.

The photographer took pictures with the idols standing in similar pose with Takeo standing in the middle with his arms crossed.

Sakura and Takeo share a glance for just a moment.

Takeo could be later seen watching the Sweet Diva show from within the hallways.

" Wow, she actually has a real nice voice." Takeo said looking at Sakura.

" Well look at this." Konjo said.

" Bro come on, we gotta prep." His brother said.

" You a closeted Idol fan Sonata?" Konjo said standing face to face with Takeo.

The size difference between the two was very evident as Konjo showed off his superior size. " Or maybe you secretly want to be an idol yourself, I think you'd look just adorable in a skirt."

Takeo simply brushed off Konjo and continued watching the show.

" Hey, don't be so cocky. You haven't been a pro very long."

" Bro let's go."

" Catch you later Sonata."

Later…

Takeo is seen fighting his opponent in the ring, as it seemed at the moment he was completely dominating with his style of palm strikes and kicks. At the corner of his eye he saw the crew of idols that had performed earlier for the promotion. He could see the one who had caught his eye earlier was also up there and she seemed to be cheering for him. She seemed excited and into the match.

Feeling a sudden surge of confidence, Takeo threw his opponent into the turnbuckle where he maneuvered his 220 pound frame into a hurricanrana flipping the opponent of his back. In another part of the arena, the larger men from the gym both now donned dark blue masks. One of them observed his brother staring with hatred at Takeo. Takep then tried to go for the pin.

The referee jumped down to meet the wrestlers. " 1! 2!.." But the opponent kicked out.

Takeo then brought his opponent up by the hair, but as he did his opponent broke the hold and tackled him to the ground only to be met with a triangle hold. Takeo tilted his head slightly past his opponent to see Sakura was still cheering which she was. However, that sight was short-lived. Takeo suddenly found himself high in the air as his opponent planted his feet and picked him up while holding the triangle, within a second Takeo was slammed mercilessly to the ground at which point everything went black. He managed to re open his eyes slightly and hear muffled shouts of the crowd while watching Sakura's expression go from being excited and cheering to having her hands over her mouth looking terrified. Takeo's eyes then closed once more as he heard the referee reach the 3 count.

Later….

Takeo had an ice pack on the back of his head while he sat in a chair.

" How did I let that happen?" He asked.

" You seemed distracted." His coach said. " That's not like you."

Takeo thought about how bad an idea it would be to tell his coach he was preoccupied with a pretty girl in the audience. " Maybe…"

" Don't take it too rough. He's a top level pro, no shame in losing to him."

" Yea…"

" Hey, we'll get him next time." His coach said standing up and patting Takeo on the shoulder. " Go home and get some rest." As he walked off.

Takeo tossed the ice pack on the table and hit the showers. " How could I have been distracted like that?" Takeo thought.

Later his is seen in a hoodie and track pants holding a duffle bag. He exited the side of the building. As he walked off he saw Sakura standing with Sweet Diva waiting for their tour bus.

It was at this point Takeo froze like a deer in head light.

Sakura then noticed him. " Oh!" a relieved Sakura said, catching the attention of the group. " It's you!" Sakura was making her way over to Takeo when all of a sudden she heard children's voices calling out her name. Sweet Diva was suddenly mobbed by a group of young fans.

" Oh Thank you! We're so happy you could come out." Sakura said showing gratitude. As she looked back over in the direction, she saw Takeo was gone. She looked around to find no trace of him.

6 Months later…..

A large figure was jogging while wearing a purple hoodie and black track pants. His jog slowed down however as he noticed crowds in the city area were looking up at the monitors on the skyscrapers.

As he slowed down to observe what was being displayed he came to a complete stop in shock of what he saw.

" In the name of Sweet Diva I'm fighting Kazama from Berserk to show her what idols can do!"

The figure pulled back his hood reveling himself to be Takeo now with shorter hair. " What the hell?"

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