Chapter Two – Contract Negotiations

I placed my hand on the cool metal handle and opened the door, only to be greeted by, none other than Eric Bischoff.

"Why hello there Jason" Bischoff greeted me from behind what would seem like Mr McMahon's desk. I backed up.

"What are you doing here? Where's Mr McMahon?" I looked around, searching for any clue to where he would be.

"Please take a seat" Eric ignored my question. "I need to tell you something that could change the rest of your life." He said in a serious voice.

"But where's-"

"Take a seat!" Eric barked. I sat down in a seat opposite the desk marked Vincent Kennedy McMahon. 'Why would Eric be here' I wondered. 'And better yet, where could Mr McMahon be?'

"We have to be quick here. Vince will be back very soon. He will realise that no one wants him in the lobby."

"Wait, you told him that he was wanted in the lobby? I was just there a minute ago. I would have seen him."

"Well you didn't, and that's all that matters." Eric seemed amused by all of this. "Lets get down to business shall we?" He walked from behind the desk and over to a coffee table. He picked up a folder and walked back to the desk. "This is how it works. Vince was going to hire you for about three weeks, and then fire you." My heart skipped a beat.

"What!" I shouted. "I don't believe you. Why should I believe you? You don't even work here anymore!"

"That's what you thought. That's what everybody thought. But the fact is, I've still got a few hours until my contract expires." He threw me the folder he was holding to me. I opened it, and he was telling the truth.

"How is this possible?" was all I could get out. 'I couldn't believe Mr McMahon, the one I looked up to all these years, was gonna cheat me out of a WWE contract.'

"Well, When, Vince fired me, He didn't actually fire me fully. You see, when he so called fired me on Raw, I had two more weeks left on my contract, So he couldn't. When you have less than two months remaining on your contract, you cannot be fired. Therefore, I am still the current General Manager of Raw."

"I understand now." I spoke. "So what are you going to do with me?" He threw me another folder, and I opened it. Sitting at the top of the page was my name.

"This is your contract," Eric spoke, snapping me out of my thoughts. "And since I am still the current General Manager of Raw, I am willing to give you a two year deal, and I can get one up on Vince." I couldn't believe it. I was finally going to be part of the WWE.

"Wait" I said. "Vince could just fire me though!"

"Thats were your wrong again," Eric laughed. "If you look to the bottom of the contract, you will see that it says you cannot be fired,and your contract cannot be terminated, guaranteeing you a full two year deal."Surely enough, it did said that.

"All you need to do is sign." He threw me a pen, and I started to sign my name when the door opened up.