A/N: No cheesy Authors note, though I recommend reading this whole thing from start to finish!

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Anthony Dre was standing in front of a mirror somewhere. He was dressed in a super nice tuxedo with a white dress shirt, gray jacket, and a tie to match. His hair was trimmed and slicked back. He was taking super deep breaths, and his hands were trembling. He found a bottle of medicine to help him with that, and popped a couple of them (relax, it's all good). He sipped his water, and walked towards a curtain. A man was standing at a podium with a microphone set up at it, and people were in the crowd, mostly news outlets, and a few owners of other wrestling companies and some talent, plus the hardcore wrestling fans.

"Now, here to address the Ultimate Wrestling Alliance, the owner, Anthony Dre!"

Renegade by Daughtry plays, and the people applaud him.

Anthony comes out, smiling and waving, but definitely trying to force it. He gets to the podium, and the music stops.

"Hello everyone, fellow owners, competitors, and news outlets, and welcome again to the UWA press conference. Um…" He pauses, feeling a sea of many different emotions. Camera flashes snap him back to reality.

"The Ultimate Wrestling Alliance started a few years ago as, nothing. It was just an idea that I had written down, with some pretty awful ideas in it." He pauses. "It was essentially backyard wrestling. But I stumbled across a website for this company known as Strong Style Wrestling, and decided to try my luck in the world. I got accepted a week later, and was training for a debut. It was lackluster, and I really didn't feel like I would get past just being a competitor. I stuck around, but the idea always lingered for creating a company." He paused again.

"A few weeks later, I decided to make that idea a reality." The audience applauded a little bit. "I created the Ultimate Wrestling Alliance using talent from all over the states and world like, CJ Hawk, Jason Sabre, Ben Jones, Ryan and Sara Lewis, The Freelancers, David Knot, Dan Riley, The Batista Sisters, and SO many others that I should have realized I had and could have used." He nods to all the competitors. "However, I have to thank one very personally, for helping me get my start in this line of work. His name may be Trivolt in the ring, but he's Trey Irving to me. When I started, he was one of my first opponents, and who would have thought we'd be slugging it out in some of the best matches the Wrestling Federation Alliance has ever seen!" He gets more applause.

"That's where this conference will jolt to a hault… Over the past couple years, UWA has been nowhere to be seen… I made a promise to prove mainly to someone that I still had the ability to put on some shows, and that I wasn't just a one hit wonder, but here we are, and UWA is basically on its deathbed."

"When I'm not doing this, I'm focusing on other things, like life, and I'm even going back to school, which is one reason why I'm not seen as much. I have friends that I don't get to see much anymore that I take advantage of every chance I get to talk to them, and I always forget to write. Then, when I did sit down to write, I couldn't find the motivation to continue, so I'd distract myself, and never get to it. I had talent going to other promotions and doing a hell of a lot better than I could have done for them, and…" He started tearing up. "I think this is it…"

The audience is silent, no cameras are flashing, and all eyes are on Anthony Dre.

"Ladies and gentlemen… I'd like to thank men like, Freddy Escobar, Jason Sabre, Adrian Watts, Levi- The Great, Detrick Cyrus, Eric Appelbaum, Both Batista sisters, and that son of a bitch Trey Irving for a hell of a run." He pauses one more time.

"As of today, I am officially disbanding the Ultimate Wrestling Alliance." Everyone looks in shock. "Thank you…" The press start asking lots of questions as Anthony heads to the back.

X.x.x

He is greeted behind the curtain by Cynthia! She sees his face, and he finally tears up. She embraces him, and he accepts it, and hugs her back. They let go, and Katie comes from further down the hall, and Anthony runs to hug his daughter. Anthony can't hold back, he starts to audibly cry, and he stands up, sharing a group hug with his family.

"What now?" Cynthia asks after a moment.

Anthony wipes his tears, and smiles at her.

"Whatever happens, just happens, because regardless of this, you'll be my queen," He brings Cynthia closer. "You'll be my princess," He brings Katie closer. "And I will be Anthony Freaking Dre."

A/N: Yep, it's official, I've closed the door on my UWA writing career. I've been thinking about this for a while anyways, and realized it was finally time to end it. I could have just came out and said it, but I feel like this was a better way to do it. Hope you enjoyed, and while I may not see you next time, I'll see you all sometime in the future. Thank you.

-Foxxer1999