((here is the first chapter now...now in a wrestling setting))

Chapter 1

"Sign here and here…on the dotted line" A deep voice called from across a desk. The office in which the desk was in had papers lined the room from what seemed to be bad filing. "Why the hell do I have to do all this paper work?" A young youth with short brown hair, parted slightly out of his dark hazel eyes, stood up after signing his name on a document.

"Because, if you are to be on this show then you need to sign all rights of yourself over to me." A sly looking business man with slick blond hair leaned foreword onto the desk. He lowered his mirrored black sunglasses down only slightly and peered over at the boy. "Jake was it?"

The boy nodded his head. "Yes sir."

The man leaned back in his chair and pushed his sunglasses back onto his face. "Please don't call me sir. Mr. Blackman with do."

Jake nodded once more and turned to leave. Mr. Blackman waved his hand and yelled to Jake. "Who said you were dismissed?" Jake stopped short and turned around slightly. Mr. Blackman leaned back in his chair once more and spoke in a more stern tone. "I own you now, so says the agreement you just signed. So you better get used to me telling you when you can come and go, eat and sleep, shit and piss." Jake lowered his head and wondered if he had made the right decision. His parents had always told him from when he was young that he was destined to become a great fighter. It was them that told him to come to this federation. Jake muttered to himself in a tone that only he could hear, "How can I become a great fighter in a televised federation that is all about ratings?" Jake sighed once more after he finished speaking to himself.

Mr. Blackman slamed his fist on the desk. "Are you listening!" Jake rasied his head out of shock and stood up sterate. "Good, it seems you are getting the hang of it fast." Mr. Blackman then pressed a button on his desk. "Cherry, send in Swavey please."

No reply came back, but the door behind Jake opened and a slick dressed man entered the room. He pulled out a comb from his back pocket and combed over his jet black hair and smiled and perfect white smile towards Mr. Blackman. "Yes sir, it would seem that my services are needed once more!" He spoke in a deep Spanish accent. He looked towards Jake and pushed by him. "Excuse me low life." Jake moved to the side without question. Swavey looked over Mr. Blackman's then was eye to eye with him. His brown eyes stared into the darkness of Mr. Blackman's sunglasses. "So what is Swavey needed for sir?"

Mr. Blackman placed both hands under his chin and propped himself on his desk. "Yes, what was it that I called you in for now?" Mr. Blackman gave off a sly smile, "Oh yes, you are now one half of the newest tag team here in the Federation."

Swavey blinked as he leaned back. "Oh I see, is that it?" Swavey paused and smiled, "So there is no other Title shots in order for Swavey?"

Mr. Blackman frowned and pushed himself back off the desk. "As if the T.V. title isn't enough for you?" Mr. Blackman opened a file cabinet near his desk and flipped through a few files. He spoke while keeping his attention to the file cabinet. "Ratings are starting to drop due to there being no competition for the current T.V. Tag champs. I want your team to challenge them to a fight."

Swavey's face light up with a smile, "sir, I do not know what to say." His voice showed now sign of sincerity.

"Don't say anything, just go get ready for your match." Mr. Blackman pulled out a file from the cabinet that he was rummaging through and tossed it onto his desk. It appeared to be empty, but that changed when Mr. Blackman opened it and dropped in a copy of Swavey's file and then turned around and picked through the files behind him.

Swavey turned to leave, "Who is my partner, I think that I shall meet with him so that we may begin planning for the match."

Mr. Blackman pulled a folder out for a stack and set it on his desk. "Your partner?" He looked up as he pulled out a copy from the folder. "He is right there beside you." Mr. Blackman pointed towards Jake.

Swavey stopped in his track and looked at Jake with discust. "You mean this low life is to partner up with me and my greatness?"

Mr. Blackman nodded as he put a copy of Jake's file into the folder with Swavey's file. Jake, who had remained silent this whole time, looked towards Swavey nerviously. He extended a hand to him but had it slapped away. Swavey glared at him, "I don't work with low lifes."

Mr. Blackman put the folder with both of their files back into the file cabinet and closed it shut. He then said without looking away from the cabinet, "You better learn to, because you two have that title match in one hour."

((there we have it...chapter 1 finished...I'll put more up as it comes to mind...review and tell me what you think...(note: this is for fun...grammer and such wasn't stressed as much as other works) till next time!))