Disclaimer: I only own Keter Jikken, the rest of the characters here belong
to WWE.
Summary: Keter Jikken is a new superstar on the RAW roster, and makes his debut in a big and impressive way, which leads to some good and bad events for him in his job.
A/n: The Prologue was, like I said, written in Keter's point of view to give readers an idea of his personality. The rest of the chapters, will be written in reader's point of view, then the Epilogue will be in Keter's again. Enjoy
Author: Shadow
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Chapter 1: First Day At Work
It was a big treat, to have the first Pay-Per-View of the year 2004, in his home town. He was so nervous that he could feel his knees shaking, feel his heart pumping. Here he was in a WWE arena, where wrestlers he had lately been watching on TV, would now be trying to beat the living hell out of him. He paced around in his private locker room, which "Stone Cold" Steve Austin reccomended he relax in until it was his time. He stopped pacing, when he reached infront of a mirror and stared at himself with a small smile of pride.Years of working out in life and they paid off, and now he actually had a real wrestler's gear. Simple, but impressive none the less. Keter Jikken was 6'4, 264lbs of muscle. He had fairly long hair that ended at his jawbone and which he parted in the middle. His natural hair color was black but for his costume at his new career as a professional superstar, he dyed it bright red from the ends of his hair up to about an inch from where his hair parted. His outfit was made up of spandex pants, colored black with a red dragon on the side of each leg. Then there were his black boots, black elbow pads and black wrestling gloves, similar to how the Undertaker and Goldberg had them, except his had red on the undersides.
He stared in the mirror for what seemed like hours, when there was a knock, suddenly on his door, followed by a voice of one of the backstage managers that told him "It's time." He turned away from the mirror and let out a deep breath, walked over and opened the door, and turned to make his way down the hall, for the ring. It felt like the walk was a mile long but he was finally just feet away from the curtain when he heard the fans there to see the event, count down for the final time.
"5..4..3..2..1!!"
Followed by a new feature the WWE included which flashed his number on the titan tron above the entry way. "#30!" The siren sounded and he waited for his music to start. He had chosen an edited version of Memento's "Nothing Sacred" which started with the beginning, then went into the song's chorus then would go into the first verse. Just as the song hit the heavy part, he stepped through the curtains and stared straight ahead, making his way for the ring. He observed how the area was set up. He'd seen this on the one and only WCW event he watched years ago. Where they had three rings put together with 60 superstars. What WWE had here was similar except it was only two rings. One apron said "RAW" the other said "Smackdown!" He wanted to bite his lip at what the situation was. The ring for RAW still had about ten superstars in it, and Smackdown!'s was almost empty, and it looked like Zach Gowen would be the #1 contender for that side's belt, if he could eliminate just three more, including Brock Lesnar, the Undertaker and John Cena. He reached the ring and hopped up onto the apron, standing there for about a minute to observe the action. Some of the high flyers were still in there, which in amateur he had been good against. But then there were the brute strength people like Kevin Nash and Test.
After another deep breath he stepped in, under the top rope and his nervousness grew. He didn't know who would attack him and when. The first was actually a double team by Renee Dupree and Sylvan Grenier, of La Resistance. The only thought that passed Keter's mind was did they think they had a chance in this? As they got closer he swallowed the lump in his throat and they suddenly charged at him. He ducked under what they intended to be a double clothesline, and used the fact that he never liked these guys on TV to fuel his energy. Bouncing off the ropes, he rocketed back his own double clothesline, knocking the French superstars flat on their backs. Sylvan was the first up, staggering around with his hand on his lower back. Keter grabbed ahold of his arm and whipped him towards the ropes, following close behind and delivered another clothesline, knocking him over the top rope and onto the floor. As he turned, Renee was rocketing towards him to eliminate him, but Keter ducked and seized him around the legs and hoisted him up, flipping him over the top rope as well. He heard the sound of Renee slamming right into Sylvan as he landed and just cracked a smirk as he went to now, openly pick an opponent.
Rodney Mack had an upperhand on Rob Van Dam. As he tried to push him over the turnbuckle, Keter walked over, taking his time as he grabbed Rodney by the arm and spun him around to deliver a thrust to the throat, sending him to one knee. Coughing in pain, Keter took him by the hand and pulled him up to his feet, only to reach underneathe him with one arm, while his other arm wrapped around his waist, and hoisted him up at face level, and then threw him over the ropes. As he stepped back to catch his breath he could only wonder if JR was nicely commenting on his quick progress of eliminating three superstars in under two minutes, while the King was..well..bitching.
In what he felt like was a gauntlet against him, Keter fought hard and well, eliminating good handful of superstars, along with Kevin Nash, who seemed to overpower everyone who came at him and tossed them out like they were just children. As it ended up, Keter and Big Daddy Cool were the last two RAW competitors, while in the SmackDown! ring, Undertaker was last man standing, after he delivered a nice Last Ride to lightweight Zach Gowen all the way over to the SmackDown! commentator's table. Keter and Kevin circled the ring, staring at eachother. Keter's heart was pumping with excitement although he remained calm. Finally, the two brutes stepped in and locked in a grapple as a show of power. To Keter's unexpectation, Kevin twisted and hit him with a hard hip thrust in the stomach. Keter, released Nash's arms and stepped back, holding his stomach, but keeping his eyes on the wrestler who had a good seven inches on him in size. Nash stepped forward, going for a big boot, but Keter quickly regained himself and caught it, using his massive power to swing him around to confuse him, and once he was face to face with him again, he opened up with a series of left jabs to Big Sexy's face, backing him into a corner. Nash soon retaliated but missed when he attempted a short clothesline. He turned to Keter who had backed against the ropes and lunged at him again. Once more Keter stepped to the side and Nash hit the ropes, going halfway over, but before he could regain his posture, Keter seized him by the feet and pushed him out all the way, sending him to the floor.
It took Keter a moment to realize what he had just done before he heard Lilian Garcia's voice over the speakers as she announced outside the ring.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of the 2004 Royal Rumble, Keter Jikken!"
After that his music replayed and he stood in the ring, in shock. He had won the Royal Rumble. And he knew that Royal Rumble winners went to Wrestlemania for a match against the champion for the belt. His hands went to grab at his hair as he simply stood in the ring wide eyed, and mouth gaping open in surprise. Then one of the ringside referees came into the ring and raised up his arm in victory, and the fans were actually cheering him. Now there was a good feeling, to be recognized and liked on the first day of your professional career. As the referee lowered his arm, he looked around, managing a smile to the people around, building up the courage and threw his arms up with a victory shout, which drew more cheers.
After he had felt he took enough spotlight he stepped out of the ring and hopped off the apron, walking to his music back towards the curtain, spreading it as he stepped into the backstage area where another referee handed him a towel. He took it thankfully and wiped the sweat off of his face, then draped it over the back of his neck as he made his way for the showers.
After his shower, Keter pulled on his baggy Nike, pants and his sneakers, drying his hair when a shadow came over him and he noticed a pair of black boots infront of him. He slowly began looking up to see who their wearer was. He didn't need to wonder much when he noticed red straps over black pants, with a matching sleevless top, all together in a one piece, and a single gloved hand, securely holding the world title over their shoulder, and he looked all the way up, staring straight into the face of Kane, who silently eyed him under his black towel. He stared at him from a sitting position some before, the feeling of threat reached him and he gathered guts to stand up and get up in the champion's face. They locked eyes in a cold stare for a moment before a smirk crossed Kane's lips and he gave a soft chuckle and turned, stepping out of the locker room area. Keter stared after him and knew it was gonna be a long hard road as #1 Contender for that belt when Kane was the champion. The only question on his mind worth asking is how hard would the road be?....
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Ooooooh . The tension between those two. Did ya feel it? I sure could . Please R/R your thoughts on this. Chapter 3 should be up soon, where Keter makes his first RAW appearance.
Summary: Keter Jikken is a new superstar on the RAW roster, and makes his debut in a big and impressive way, which leads to some good and bad events for him in his job.
A/n: The Prologue was, like I said, written in Keter's point of view to give readers an idea of his personality. The rest of the chapters, will be written in reader's point of view, then the Epilogue will be in Keter's again. Enjoy
Author: Shadow
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Chapter 1: First Day At Work
It was a big treat, to have the first Pay-Per-View of the year 2004, in his home town. He was so nervous that he could feel his knees shaking, feel his heart pumping. Here he was in a WWE arena, where wrestlers he had lately been watching on TV, would now be trying to beat the living hell out of him. He paced around in his private locker room, which "Stone Cold" Steve Austin reccomended he relax in until it was his time. He stopped pacing, when he reached infront of a mirror and stared at himself with a small smile of pride.Years of working out in life and they paid off, and now he actually had a real wrestler's gear. Simple, but impressive none the less. Keter Jikken was 6'4, 264lbs of muscle. He had fairly long hair that ended at his jawbone and which he parted in the middle. His natural hair color was black but for his costume at his new career as a professional superstar, he dyed it bright red from the ends of his hair up to about an inch from where his hair parted. His outfit was made up of spandex pants, colored black with a red dragon on the side of each leg. Then there were his black boots, black elbow pads and black wrestling gloves, similar to how the Undertaker and Goldberg had them, except his had red on the undersides.
He stared in the mirror for what seemed like hours, when there was a knock, suddenly on his door, followed by a voice of one of the backstage managers that told him "It's time." He turned away from the mirror and let out a deep breath, walked over and opened the door, and turned to make his way down the hall, for the ring. It felt like the walk was a mile long but he was finally just feet away from the curtain when he heard the fans there to see the event, count down for the final time.
"5..4..3..2..1!!"
Followed by a new feature the WWE included which flashed his number on the titan tron above the entry way. "#30!" The siren sounded and he waited for his music to start. He had chosen an edited version of Memento's "Nothing Sacred" which started with the beginning, then went into the song's chorus then would go into the first verse. Just as the song hit the heavy part, he stepped through the curtains and stared straight ahead, making his way for the ring. He observed how the area was set up. He'd seen this on the one and only WCW event he watched years ago. Where they had three rings put together with 60 superstars. What WWE had here was similar except it was only two rings. One apron said "RAW" the other said "Smackdown!" He wanted to bite his lip at what the situation was. The ring for RAW still had about ten superstars in it, and Smackdown!'s was almost empty, and it looked like Zach Gowen would be the #1 contender for that side's belt, if he could eliminate just three more, including Brock Lesnar, the Undertaker and John Cena. He reached the ring and hopped up onto the apron, standing there for about a minute to observe the action. Some of the high flyers were still in there, which in amateur he had been good against. But then there were the brute strength people like Kevin Nash and Test.
After another deep breath he stepped in, under the top rope and his nervousness grew. He didn't know who would attack him and when. The first was actually a double team by Renee Dupree and Sylvan Grenier, of La Resistance. The only thought that passed Keter's mind was did they think they had a chance in this? As they got closer he swallowed the lump in his throat and they suddenly charged at him. He ducked under what they intended to be a double clothesline, and used the fact that he never liked these guys on TV to fuel his energy. Bouncing off the ropes, he rocketed back his own double clothesline, knocking the French superstars flat on their backs. Sylvan was the first up, staggering around with his hand on his lower back. Keter grabbed ahold of his arm and whipped him towards the ropes, following close behind and delivered another clothesline, knocking him over the top rope and onto the floor. As he turned, Renee was rocketing towards him to eliminate him, but Keter ducked and seized him around the legs and hoisted him up, flipping him over the top rope as well. He heard the sound of Renee slamming right into Sylvan as he landed and just cracked a smirk as he went to now, openly pick an opponent.
Rodney Mack had an upperhand on Rob Van Dam. As he tried to push him over the turnbuckle, Keter walked over, taking his time as he grabbed Rodney by the arm and spun him around to deliver a thrust to the throat, sending him to one knee. Coughing in pain, Keter took him by the hand and pulled him up to his feet, only to reach underneathe him with one arm, while his other arm wrapped around his waist, and hoisted him up at face level, and then threw him over the ropes. As he stepped back to catch his breath he could only wonder if JR was nicely commenting on his quick progress of eliminating three superstars in under two minutes, while the King was..well..bitching.
In what he felt like was a gauntlet against him, Keter fought hard and well, eliminating good handful of superstars, along with Kevin Nash, who seemed to overpower everyone who came at him and tossed them out like they were just children. As it ended up, Keter and Big Daddy Cool were the last two RAW competitors, while in the SmackDown! ring, Undertaker was last man standing, after he delivered a nice Last Ride to lightweight Zach Gowen all the way over to the SmackDown! commentator's table. Keter and Kevin circled the ring, staring at eachother. Keter's heart was pumping with excitement although he remained calm. Finally, the two brutes stepped in and locked in a grapple as a show of power. To Keter's unexpectation, Kevin twisted and hit him with a hard hip thrust in the stomach. Keter, released Nash's arms and stepped back, holding his stomach, but keeping his eyes on the wrestler who had a good seven inches on him in size. Nash stepped forward, going for a big boot, but Keter quickly regained himself and caught it, using his massive power to swing him around to confuse him, and once he was face to face with him again, he opened up with a series of left jabs to Big Sexy's face, backing him into a corner. Nash soon retaliated but missed when he attempted a short clothesline. He turned to Keter who had backed against the ropes and lunged at him again. Once more Keter stepped to the side and Nash hit the ropes, going halfway over, but before he could regain his posture, Keter seized him by the feet and pushed him out all the way, sending him to the floor.
It took Keter a moment to realize what he had just done before he heard Lilian Garcia's voice over the speakers as she announced outside the ring.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, the winner of the 2004 Royal Rumble, Keter Jikken!"
After that his music replayed and he stood in the ring, in shock. He had won the Royal Rumble. And he knew that Royal Rumble winners went to Wrestlemania for a match against the champion for the belt. His hands went to grab at his hair as he simply stood in the ring wide eyed, and mouth gaping open in surprise. Then one of the ringside referees came into the ring and raised up his arm in victory, and the fans were actually cheering him. Now there was a good feeling, to be recognized and liked on the first day of your professional career. As the referee lowered his arm, he looked around, managing a smile to the people around, building up the courage and threw his arms up with a victory shout, which drew more cheers.
After he had felt he took enough spotlight he stepped out of the ring and hopped off the apron, walking to his music back towards the curtain, spreading it as he stepped into the backstage area where another referee handed him a towel. He took it thankfully and wiped the sweat off of his face, then draped it over the back of his neck as he made his way for the showers.
After his shower, Keter pulled on his baggy Nike, pants and his sneakers, drying his hair when a shadow came over him and he noticed a pair of black boots infront of him. He slowly began looking up to see who their wearer was. He didn't need to wonder much when he noticed red straps over black pants, with a matching sleevless top, all together in a one piece, and a single gloved hand, securely holding the world title over their shoulder, and he looked all the way up, staring straight into the face of Kane, who silently eyed him under his black towel. He stared at him from a sitting position some before, the feeling of threat reached him and he gathered guts to stand up and get up in the champion's face. They locked eyes in a cold stare for a moment before a smirk crossed Kane's lips and he gave a soft chuckle and turned, stepping out of the locker room area. Keter stared after him and knew it was gonna be a long hard road as #1 Contender for that belt when Kane was the champion. The only question on his mind worth asking is how hard would the road be?....
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Ooooooh . The tension between those two. Did ya feel it? I sure could . Please R/R your thoughts on this. Chapter 3 should be up soon, where Keter makes his first RAW appearance.