Notes: Yea, this will probably suck, but I decided to take another shot at it. Oh yea, I don't own any of these guys. Well I do own Damien. And none of this ever happened.
Wrestling. Always my #1 goal. And here I was, after Vince saw me one day, he decided to give me a shot at the big leagues. I went under the name Damien. My finisher- the Dementia Drop. Kinda hard to explain how to do. I leap in the air off the turnbuckle and do a back flip in the air. My career had it's ups and downs, but here I am, writing this from the hospital. Here's my story...
My first night. I remembered coming out to some Kid Rock music in the first match on Raw! I was to team up with Al Snow to battle Steve Blackman and Mideon. Al Snow came out to huge boos, seeing how he had attacked Blackman on SmackDown. Mideon had always been talking of a "New presence." Yep, he was talking about me. Unfortunantly, I was booed too. The match started out as me and Blackman. The only instruction we had was I was to lose. Nothing else. So I had starting beating on Blackman, but he over-powered me and shuffle side kicked me down. He then threw Mideon in. I took the oppurtonity when they were arguing to German suplex Mideon. He was down and I tagged Al. Al ran in and Mideon easily beat on him. I knew I couldn't be team with this idiot so I Dementia Dropped Snow. Then I attacked Mideon and Blackman helped. We left the ring together to a chorus of tremendous applause.
In the backstage area, I was talking to X-Pac. He gave me some pointers and I went in search of Blackman. When I realized he had left, I left as well. Once home, I went to sleep. On Wednesday, I got on a plane to Seattle. I couldn't wait. I already had a shot at the European title. I sat with the champ on the plane, Test, and talked about our match. Test was to win, but we agreed to form an alliance. As for Blackman? I wasn't sure. I got off the plane and went straight to the arena. I warmed up a bit and ran into Blackman. He wanted an alliance. I told him of my plans. He didn't look too happy.
When it was my turn, I came out to my music, "Fists of Rage," and the crowd was sorta undecided of me. I waited in the ring until the familiar music of Test hit. He came out and the match started. It was No DQ, so I brought it to the outside. I hit his head on the Announcer's table and dropkicked him into the ring steps. I went for a Dementia Drop from the table but he moved. Let me tell you, that hurts. Trust me. Blackman came out of the crowd with a trash can. I didn't notice cause I was still out, but he put me on the announcer table and jumped off the turnbuckle onto me. Wow, the pain was unbearable. Test then threw me into the ring. And of course pinned me: 1.2.3. He helped me up and we held each other's hands high. We double-teamed Blackman and went backstage. Vince applauded us as we entered his office. We just smiled and went to the locker room. I got out of my wrestling outfit: Black jeans, tank top with black on bottom and red on top with jagged center, and trenchcoat I wore out to the ring, and got my usual clothes on. I watched the rest of the matches and was surprised when Blackman was in the main event. After his match he called me out. I went out and he was acting all cool then hit me with the mic. This was NOT planned. He kept hitting me, and broke my arm with a trash can. That was the first time I went to the hospital. I stayed there for 6 months. Test would come by occasionaly and I would watch WWF. The only bad thing about my rivalry with Blackman is that it was a REAL rivalry.
After I got out of the hospital I came back on SmackDown and battled Blackman. I won and got number one contendership for the Intercontinental Belt. I was so excited after the match. I was going to be in the pre-main event at Judgement Day!
I would like to interupt my story right now. I apoligize for the little description in some of this, but I don't care to write all that happened.
Anyways, It was Judgement Day, I was set to fight Benoit. And I was pumped. I went out to the ring to a huge pop. Benoit came out to boos. The battle was a cage match. We threw each other around and he even got his headbutt off the cage. But we were both knocked out. Then Test came out and attacked Benoit. Of course, Blackman came out and I Dementia Dropped him off the cage. Test dragged me onto Benoit and I won the match! I would have been really excited, except for the fact that Benoit was supposed to win.
Afterthoughts: For God's sake, tell me I should sequel. I apoligize for my earlier failures. But I thought this one was pretty good. Please review?
Wrestling. Always my #1 goal. And here I was, after Vince saw me one day, he decided to give me a shot at the big leagues. I went under the name Damien. My finisher- the Dementia Drop. Kinda hard to explain how to do. I leap in the air off the turnbuckle and do a back flip in the air. My career had it's ups and downs, but here I am, writing this from the hospital. Here's my story...
My first night. I remembered coming out to some Kid Rock music in the first match on Raw! I was to team up with Al Snow to battle Steve Blackman and Mideon. Al Snow came out to huge boos, seeing how he had attacked Blackman on SmackDown. Mideon had always been talking of a "New presence." Yep, he was talking about me. Unfortunantly, I was booed too. The match started out as me and Blackman. The only instruction we had was I was to lose. Nothing else. So I had starting beating on Blackman, but he over-powered me and shuffle side kicked me down. He then threw Mideon in. I took the oppurtonity when they were arguing to German suplex Mideon. He was down and I tagged Al. Al ran in and Mideon easily beat on him. I knew I couldn't be team with this idiot so I Dementia Dropped Snow. Then I attacked Mideon and Blackman helped. We left the ring together to a chorus of tremendous applause.
In the backstage area, I was talking to X-Pac. He gave me some pointers and I went in search of Blackman. When I realized he had left, I left as well. Once home, I went to sleep. On Wednesday, I got on a plane to Seattle. I couldn't wait. I already had a shot at the European title. I sat with the champ on the plane, Test, and talked about our match. Test was to win, but we agreed to form an alliance. As for Blackman? I wasn't sure. I got off the plane and went straight to the arena. I warmed up a bit and ran into Blackman. He wanted an alliance. I told him of my plans. He didn't look too happy.
When it was my turn, I came out to my music, "Fists of Rage," and the crowd was sorta undecided of me. I waited in the ring until the familiar music of Test hit. He came out and the match started. It was No DQ, so I brought it to the outside. I hit his head on the Announcer's table and dropkicked him into the ring steps. I went for a Dementia Drop from the table but he moved. Let me tell you, that hurts. Trust me. Blackman came out of the crowd with a trash can. I didn't notice cause I was still out, but he put me on the announcer table and jumped off the turnbuckle onto me. Wow, the pain was unbearable. Test then threw me into the ring. And of course pinned me: 1.2.3. He helped me up and we held each other's hands high. We double-teamed Blackman and went backstage. Vince applauded us as we entered his office. We just smiled and went to the locker room. I got out of my wrestling outfit: Black jeans, tank top with black on bottom and red on top with jagged center, and trenchcoat I wore out to the ring, and got my usual clothes on. I watched the rest of the matches and was surprised when Blackman was in the main event. After his match he called me out. I went out and he was acting all cool then hit me with the mic. This was NOT planned. He kept hitting me, and broke my arm with a trash can. That was the first time I went to the hospital. I stayed there for 6 months. Test would come by occasionaly and I would watch WWF. The only bad thing about my rivalry with Blackman is that it was a REAL rivalry.
After I got out of the hospital I came back on SmackDown and battled Blackman. I won and got number one contendership for the Intercontinental Belt. I was so excited after the match. I was going to be in the pre-main event at Judgement Day!
I would like to interupt my story right now. I apoligize for the little description in some of this, but I don't care to write all that happened.
Anyways, It was Judgement Day, I was set to fight Benoit. And I was pumped. I went out to the ring to a huge pop. Benoit came out to boos. The battle was a cage match. We threw each other around and he even got his headbutt off the cage. But we were both knocked out. Then Test came out and attacked Benoit. Of course, Blackman came out and I Dementia Dropped him off the cage. Test dragged me onto Benoit and I won the match! I would have been really excited, except for the fact that Benoit was supposed to win.
Afterthoughts: For God's sake, tell me I should sequel. I apoligize for my earlier failures. But I thought this one was pretty good. Please review?
