dbzman123: Hey guys, here's a new story, like I said in the summary, this is based on a dream I had, but in a third person point of view.
Disclaimer: I do not own any characters except for my own in this story.
"some one speaking"
'thoughts'
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---------------(At the WWE)-----------------
The whole locker room of both Raw superstars and Smackdown superstars was filled. The General Manager of Smackdown, Theodore Long, was on a podium looking at the WWE superstars. "I am sorry to inform you, that one of our superstars had been killed in a drive-by shooting. His name is Mark Calloway, otherwise known on Smackdown as... The Undertaker," Teddy Long said, face down in sadness.
Gasps were heard from all the divas around the locker room, while the superstars put their head down in sadness. Even the Undertaker's half-brother, Kane(don't know his real name), was saddened by this ordeal. "This is a sad day indeed, that's why we have decided to join Smackdown and Raw into one show," Long said in sadness again.
---------------(At my house)---------------
A boy at the age of 14 was on a bench, lifting 140 pounds of weights. He was alone, for it was before school, and his parents were at work. His muscles were aching, but he kept on going, refusing to stop. He lifted into the air again, his hands slipped, causing the barbell to land on the boy's neck. The boy desperately tried to get the barbell off but he couldn't, his muscles were to sore.
His vision soon got blurry, and he found it hard to breathe. He struggled even more to get the weights off of his neck, but still couldn't. His eyes closed, as he soon died from suffocation. The day went on, and as his mother came home, she first went into the room the boy had died into.
----------------(Misty Void)-----------------
Mark looked around the endless abyss of the void with caution. A voice called out to him, saying, "Mark... follow my voice, come here."
dbzman123: So how'd you like? Review please and stay tune for the next chapter!