The year was 2025 and the young muscular man walked though the backstage of the arena. His black hair was medium length, and his baby blue eyes stood out from the curtain of black hair and the pale face. He was the offspring of two great wrestlers one long buried in the ground and one still hopping around the arenas, Chris and Ashley Jericho. He was Austin Jacob Jericho and today was his 18th birthday. It was also his debut on Raw.

He saw his dad sitting with all the old timers in catering. "Hey Pops!" Austin said and hugged his father. He looked over and saw the blond hair, blue-eyed sixteen-year-old boy who was his brother Noah. "Hey baby boy!" Austin cried in his thick Texas accent.

55- year- old Chris shook his head and smiled. "Boy you don't know how much you just sounded like your mama?" Chris asked.

Austin smiled and shrugged. "You've always said I was more her then you." He said as he hugged his little brother. "How've you been buddy?"

Noah shrugged and in his quiet way about him said. "I've been good. How was OVW?" Austin had been gone for the last six months training in Ohio Valley Wrestling.

"It was hard but fun and defiantly worth it. When Shane…" Austin began.

"Mr. McMahon." Chris corrected.

"When Mr. SHANE McMahon called me up and offered me a contract along with Stephanie McMahon Levesque. I was so excited." Austin said referring to the chairman of the board and the CEO of the WWE.

"I bet you were." The WWE champion Nick Hogan said with a smile.

"Hey Nick." Austin said. The two were passing friends. "You ready to lose that title?"

Nick laughed and patted his shoulder. "God Chris he is just like you." Nick said and walked off.

Chris nodded and stood up. "Come on boy let's take a walk." He said patting Austin's shoulder. The father and son walked through the arena and into the empty ring. Chris stood and smiled at his eldest son. "Your mother would've loved to see this day." He said quietly.

"I know daddy." Austin said. Chris smiled, Austin always acted hard in front of the other men but when it was just the family, he reverted to daddy.

Chris smiled and pulled something out of his pocket. It was a yellow aged envelope with his name scrawled in beautiful handwriting. Austin had seen envelopes only four other times in his life on his sixth, ninth, twelfth and sixteenth birthdays. They were letters from his mother and he had kept everyone of the others. This one would be no different. "I thought you said there were no more letters from mama." Austin said softly.

"I lied. I was instructed to by a letter from your mother." Chris said. He handed the letter to his son. "Happy Birthday son." He said and kissed his forehead and walked out of the ring. Austin tore open the letter carefully and read the letter hungrily.

Bubba,

Happy 18th birthday! I wish I could be there for you today as today you are a man. I bet you are just handsome. I hope you read this letter in a wrestling ring, as that's where your blood is. Even if you don't become a wrestler, I love you! I swear it on my life. If I was there, I would run my hands through your hair and cry and baby you as my baby boy is a man today. I wouldn't believe it and you would whine about me treating you like a baby. It's the 13th year without me, man I missed so much. I don't even know if you'll remember me. I wish I could be there but I need you to know I never wanted to leave.

I hope you've become a man like your father and I hope you've protected Noah like I asked you too when your 16. God soon you'll be able to drink and have fun but for now have fun underage drinking in college (or wrestling) which ever you've chosen! I love you Austin Jacob Jericho. Remember to always treat a woman right or I'll find a way to torment you. Also remember to be there for the ones you love. One more thing before I go don't get a girl pregnant until you've married her. (Don't use your father and I as a example please!) I love you bubba always and forever.

Your loving mama,

Ashley

Austin sighed and wiped his tears away. He kissed the paper, dug into jean pocket, and pulled out the picture of him and her in Hawaii. "I love you mama." He said and walked out of the ring.

Chris watched as his son suited up for his first WWE match. He smiled and knew Ashley would be proud to know Austin had become a wrestler just like she had always wanted. He thought about the last thirteen years without his wife. He hadn't remarried and he had no wish to date even though his sons had encouraged him to. He would always keep his vows to his late wife.

"You ready?" Chris asked.

Austin nodded and smiled. "Sure am."

"Gimmie a hug. It's good luck." Chris said.

"God!" Austin sighed and hugged his father tightly. Chris walked him to the ramp and gave him one last hug, as he got ready to go out.

His opponent Max Maxwell went out first. Austin flashed one last grin at his father as his music hit. It was a theme song no one had heard since Ashley's remembrance Raw. It had been the last time Chris had used it he had; he had reluctantly allowed his son to use it. The crowd looked confused until the ring announcer said. "And coming to the ring weighing 210 pounds Austin Jericho!" The crowed screamed and many knew it was the child of their beloved Ashley Austin.

The match went by fast just like Chris would say it would until he pinned Max Maxwell the son of none other then Glen Jacobs. Max and him hugged and Chris came out just like Steve had for Ashley. They hugged tightly and the chants began. "Austin, Austin."

That night Austin laid in bed and thought of mother. He remembered a lot more of her then Noah did. He sighed and got out of the bed. His father and Noah slept in the other. They had always taken turns sharing bed when they were out on the road. Austin slipped on a pair of lounge pants and slipped out the door. He wandered around the hotel and remember Glen Jacobs' telling him it was exactly what his mother had done. He ended up at the pool and sat down with his feet dangling in the water. "It's late." A soft voice said.

Austin turned around and smiled seeing Kasey Helms, the Woman's Champion staring at him. "Yeah it is."

"Can't sleep?" She asked sitting down next to him uninvited.

Austin shook his head. "I am a night owl." He said with a smile.

Kasey nodded. "I am Kasey Helms." She said extending her hand.

"I know who you are. Austin Jericho." He said with a smile.

"I know who you are. You look a lot like your mother." She said.

A confused look crossed his face. "You're too young to have known my mother." He said.

She smiled and nodded. "Your right but I grew up watching her matches on DVD my mom loved her so much. She was my inspiration to start wrestling."

Austin smiled. "She was mine too."

"How old are you?" Kasey asked suddenly. "Because you don't look old enough to be in this business."

Austin laughed a bit. "I am 18."

"Really? Not too much younger then me. I am only twenty." She said flashing a grin and winking.