I'm aware of the weird looking prologue- and I know it was kind of short, but hopefully all of that will be fixed in this first official chapter! Enjoy!

Being 19 years old and still living with my parents is pretty aggravating for me. But arriving at WWE HQ just makes it go away. My mom was pretty ecstatic when I got home and showed her the number and Paul's name. My dad slapped me on the back and gave me one of those Dad hugs, and I was pretty happy. I guess I can quit my day job now at Sonic because I'm making the big bucks now. I mentioned this to Mom and she said to hold the brakes because we don't know what the future will hold.

I was inside of a limo… a limo!... dressed in a three piece suit, something I haven't done since my high school graduation. It was a bit nerve-wracking for me as I sat in the back where it's all seats connected together, so it's fucking huge and too much space for me, so I start reevaluating everything that I should say in front of the big executives. I finally get to the front, where a man is waiting at the door, and I recognize him immediately.

I try not to open the door in a manic manner as it slowly opens, "Mr. Levesque."

He smiles, his bald head wrinkling, "Hello Isaac. Please, it's Hunter around here."

I get out and shake his head, "Got it sir. Nice to meet you in person."

"Are you sure?"

"Of course. My inner fanboy is quaking inside right now."

Hunter laughs, "I understand that part. Please, follow me towards the main offices."

I nod, following Hunter into the building, cool air blowing into my face, running into a receptionist who tells Hunter, "Vince is in his office when you are ready."

"Thank you Kelly. Let him know we are on our way."

She nods and places a phone to her ear as we continue into a hall where there are several office pods and one main office deeper in, where it read "Vince McMahon, Chairman" by the door.

Hunter places his hand on the knob, "You ready?"

I take a deep breath, "Yep."

"Hey, Vince isn't all he seems to be. He's a chill guy… just be your young self."

I nod again, and Hunter nods back, opening the door, where I hear, "Isaac! Welcome my boy!"

4 years. 10 million dollars.

My heart nearly stopped when Vince gave me my contract offer. I saw Hunter smile in the corner of my eye and Vince smile gently when he saw my face. I exited the building escorted by Hunter, with a hand on my shoulder, "So, are you ready for next week?"

"Of course sir. I've been ready to prove myself."

"Good. Monday, I want you at the PC ready to go, so you can make your debut on Wednesday for Full Sail. We want to show you off a little bit."

"Yes sir. I'll be there."

"All right," he shakes my hand, "I'll see you soon."

I say bye, and I continue to walk into the lot to see if Dad's car is anywhere. I keep looking, and I see both parents standing outside and leaning against the car. I approach and Dad sees me, perking up. Mom follows suit, "Hey honey. Well..?"

I look at both of them, "There is some good news."

"Tell us kid!" Dad says enthusiastically.

I smile, "4 years…" They even let me get to the money part as they start assaulting me.

Dad hugs me and Mom kisses me on the cheek, and I put my hand up, "Hold on, there's more."

Mom backs up, "More?"

"Yep. 4 years for $10 million."

Mom and Dad assault me, Mom screaming her head off and Dad giving me pats on the back, and I try getting them off, "I get it, I get it…" but they don't. I sigh and I just let them do their thing.

Monday came and I got to the PC and it was lot bigger than I thought. I've seen the three rings inside, but I didn't know it was BIG.

The roof reaches the sky and the thuds of the mats echo through it. I see two men sparring in the one closest to the front entrance, one is long haired and one is bald, and I notice them automatically. I reach the apron, watching them work with their headlocks and arm drags. The bald one had the other in headlock and his eyes meet mine, "Hey! You're the rookie aren't you?"

"Yep!" I yell over the loud noises of the PC.

The long haired one looks too, "Welcome Isaac!"

Baldy drops Hair and he stands up, reaching a hand out between the ropes, "What's up, I'm Trevor."

"The One and Only Ricochet. I know you."

He smiles, "That's really cheesy sounding."

I shrug, "Hunter's idea."

Hair shakes my hand too, "Austin."

"Adam Cole bay bay."

Austin and Trevor look at each other, then Austin looks at me, "You are really cringey."

I laugh, "Yep, that's me. Plus, I'm kind of fanboying at the moment about you two. I do that when I'm nervous."

Trevor nods, "I understand. Just calm down… this isn't army boot camp."

"Yeah, it's not like we are going to yell at you." Austin adds, leaning his forearms on the ropes.

"I didn't expect that, I just have a lot of expectations to live up to."

"We all do. Don't worry, we are all on the same boat."

Trevor thinks for a second, "Come in here rook. I want to spar with you."

I opened my mouth to speak, but Trevor stops me, "You're ready. I just want to see what you can do."

I look at Austin, who nods in encouragement, and I take a deep breath, "Fine."

I roll in the ring, jumping on the mat to test it as Trevor walks over to the other side. I kneel down, trying to get my jitters calmed, and Trevor can see that, "Calm down Isaac. It's just sparring. No pressure."

Austin rolls out and Trevor walks towards me, "Let's start with head hold."

I nod, and we attack, going into a wrestling hold. I try to apply pressure, but Trevor quickly expose my balance and gets a hold on my head. I curse and Trevor says, "Good try. You've got to get more weight on my shoulders."

I nod, and I back us towards the ropes, pushing my back onto it and vaulting Trevor to the other side. He comes back, running underneath my clothesline and delivering a running Hurricanrana, flipping me onto my back and I kneel back up, with Trevor looking at me.

"You're fast." I say.

He shrugs, "I try."

I run at him and he tries for a clothesline too, but I do a slide on my knees and then I do a front flip with my hands and back on my feet. I spun back around, where I see Trevor looking impressed, "You need to do that at Full Sail."

"I plan on it."

I hear people behind me and I see some more familiar faces watching me move. "Good looking rook!"

I see NXT Champion, Tommaso Ciampa, say, giving a few claps, with Johnny Gargano by his side.

Johnny gives me a thumbs up, and I give them back. "I think you've impressed the roster already." I hear Austin say from ringside.

I look at him, then I see a two girls come from behind. I see Britt Baker, Austin's girl, who is looking good in her white wrestling gear, then I see Dakota Kai, with her iconic double ponytail and "Kingslayer" rip-off shirt of Seth Rollins.

"Hey babe." Britt says, getting Austin's attention, who smiles, "Hey."

They do their kissing as Trevor and I roll out, approaching, and Britt sees me, "You're Isaac right? The rook?"

"Yep, that's me."

She shakes hands with me, "Nice to meet you, I'm Britt."

"Ditto," then I look at Dakota, "who's this quiet girl over here?"

Dakota grins, "Shut up."

I shake her hand, "Isaac."

"Cheree. By the way, I'm the opposite of quiet."

"Hey look, you even talk quiet."

She punches my arm, "I like you already."

I smile, "Eh… I'm usually annoying people by now."

"And you're cringey," Trevor adds with faint smile.

"That too."

I look at Cheree closer, and I take in her face. I know she's from New Zealand, so her accent is pretty cute though not unexpected. God damn it though, Cheree is the cutest woman I've ever seen.

Austin nods towards me, "How old are you again?"

"19."

"Damn," Trevor says, "you are a lot younger I thought."

I shrug, "I get that a lot."

"You don't look 19," Britt says, "you look like you are in the mid 20's."

"It's probably because of the muscle," Austin points out.

"Probably," I say, "see, if I didn't have muscle, I would be lanky, and then people would be like, "Hey, you look like you are 14."'.

Cheree snorts and laughs, and I look at her. She even has a cute laugh.

The others laugh too, "Are you okay?"

Dakota nods, holding her mouth with a hand, "I'm good."

Britt waves it off, putting a arm around Austin, "Don't worry Isaac, Cheree is always like this. She's a bubble of joy."

"I am," she confirms, "but I can kill in the ring."

"Except when it's Rhea."

"Hey, that was her fault!"

"Are you talking about her ankle injury?" I ask.

"Yes!" Cheree says with exasperation, "and I wasn't the one who threw me over the rope unprepared and totally unscripted."

"I mean.. Rhea was very regretful about it after." Trevor says.

"I know. I was pissed off with her for weeks."

"Then you made up."

"We did. I don't see her much anymore since she's currently in Blackpool," Cheree looks at me, "what's the worst injury you've ever had?"

I knew automatically, "I tore my ACL."

"God damn!" Cheree yells out loud, and automatically covers her mouth, as the others laugh again, "Sorry, but, how did it happen?"

"I tried a moonsault on the top rope, slipped, and caught my knee between the top and middle, and bending backwards along with my body weight. Tore it instantly."

"Shit," Austin says, grabbing his knee as if he felt it, "how old were you?"

"16."

"Shit," Austin says again.

"You have troubles with it?" Trevor asks.

"Not anymore. I get charlie horses every now and then."

"That's common. Any movement disabilities?"

I point to the ring, "Do you think so?"

"Yeah, nevermind."

"What'd he do?"

Trevor and I look at each other, Trevor shrugging, "You want to show them?"

"If I can land it again." I say as I roll in the ring.

Trevor stands in the ring with me, "Only one way to find out."

He nods and I duck underneath his clothesline with the same slide again, flipping and pole vaulting onto my feet.

I clap once, "Nailed it!"

Trevor nods in acceptance as the others whistle and applaud, and I bow.