Authors note: Well here's another psycho story that ran through my head, All the Talk about Shawn Michaels not being the same again got me thinking, what would happen if his career was ended for good? Read and find out

I sat in my locker room staring at the blank wall in front of me, tonight I was to wrestle the infamous Goldberg and I knew better than anyone at how sloppy the man could be. I closed my eyes and began to pray that everything would go according to plan, with my back hurting I thought of canceling the match but what kind of man would that make?

I stood grabbing some water and taking a pain killer shaking all the pain off I was ready for my match. As I walked into the crowded hallway I noticed Vince walking towards me, "I hope you're ready for your match tonight." He said before I could answer his question he started again "Don't forget that you're to lose the match" With that said he walked off ready to do more business.

"Thanks for caring Vince" I shook my head walking to the entrance to the stage. The match before mine was almost over when I realized my back was feeling stranger than usual. "Great too late to do anything now" I said to myself seeing Brock Lesnar F-5 Edge getting the easy one…two…three. Brock got up and walked up the ramp seeing me he stopped.

"Hey Older Timer how's it going" He asked "You ready for your last match again?" He joked around seeing this as my third "Final" match

"we'll see, we'll see" I patted him on the back as my music hit. I ran out to a screaming crowd, I loved every second of being out here seeing the fans and little kids who look at me and say they want to be just like me. I rolled in the ring posing as my firing works went off behind me, I took one last moment to pray for the match to go ok.

Goldberg walked out to a fair size pop from the crowd, This was his first match in years and his debut in the WWE. Bill got in the ring, looking at me until the bell rang.

Bill grabbed my arm, swinging me in the ropes he picked me up doing a sidewalk slam I reached for my back wishing I called the match off. Goldberg did a few Suplexes that caused more pain on my back.

The match went on for about ten to fifteen, I knew I couldn't take much more, I got to my feet the same time Goldberg did. Goldberg Grabbed my arm "lets end the match" I told him right before he swung me into the turnbuckles. I collapsed as my back hit the middle of the turnbuckle feeling excruciating pain in my lower back. Bill Walked over picking me setting me up for the Jack-hammer, he left me hanging for a long amount of time until he slammed me down on my head. As soon as I hit I could see my entire career flash right in front of me

I remember making me WWF debut, from winning my first European title. Then I saw my highpoints, winning the Intercontinental Title against Razor Ramón in one of the greatest ladder matches in history. I also saw winning the Heavyweight Title against Bret Hart, another man that career was ended by Goldberg.  My last memory was the casket match with The Undertaker, Me falling on that Godforsaken end hitting my back causing all of this pain.

I looked up at the paramedics putting the brace around my neck, I just realized something as they placed me in the ambulance, finally it hurt no more.

Well there you go, I plan on making this longer with Shawn getting his life back together and stuff like that, Tell me what you think. Thanx

~Raptor~