"The reason is because I didn't want you knowing that I was your father. I didn't want you letting all the money that I made going into your head." He burst out. "And I knew that I wouldn't be home that often so I didn't want you to miss me."

"But instead, I had to grieve the fact that my father had died when he actually didn't. Ken, my life's been a lie just for finding this out. Yeah, you may be my biological father, but, I'm not going to say that you're my father. As far as I'm concerned you aren't.

My story is going to now jump ahead three years, I am now eighteen years old and I have just graduated High School. After the incident of talking to my father, I haven't talked to him since. I'm still going out with Rayne. After graduating, we found out why The Rock chose our school to coach at. He said he wanted to train the person who he though had the most potential. He chose me. So, The Rock is coaching me to be a professional wrestler.

"Try it again!" The Rock said.

"I'm trying!" I was trying to get a pinfall on him, which wasn't easy. Especially since it was a handi-cap match against him and Stone Cold.

"What is this going to teach me anyway, it's story lined and we already know that I could pick Umaga, I think I'll be okay. I've been training with you since I was a freshman at Sergeant Johnson High School! That's five years… can't I try for WWE now?"

"You have a try out in ten minutes." Stone Cold said.

"Are you shitting me? You tell me this now… I need a shower! I need to figure out what I am going to say!"

"Chill, they already know all about you, okay."

"Well, who's going to be in there?"
"The McMahons." Stone Cold answered.

"Well, can I take a shower?"
"No! Come on, let's bring you in right now."

"I'm not ready!"

"John, you were born ready." The Rock brought me into the room that the McMahons were in and they looked at me with interest.

"Dwayne, is this him?" Vince said, calling him by his real name.

"This is John Williamson."

"What's your mother's name?"

"Karen Williamson."

"Maiden name?"

"Williamson."

"Father's name?"

"Ken Anderson."

"Anderson? Where does he work?"

"For you."

"Ken Kennedy?"
"Sadly, yes." Vince looked up at me and looked at me closely.

"I can see it now, you look exactly like him." I nodded.

"Birthday?"

"November 23."

"How long have you been wrestling?"

"The Rock has been my coach since I was a freshman at Sergeant Johnson High School and I was the one with the most potential, so, he decided to be my coach to get me ready to be a professional wrestler." We continued with the interview for a couple hours until he asked me the last question.

"Why do you think that I should hire you?"
"Because I have a love for this sport, even before I found out who my father was. I know what I have to do to succeed and I am willing to put in 110 so I can be the best I can be." Vince sounded satisfied with my answer.

"Can I see his tape?" The Rock nodded and put a DVD in the DVD player. It showed random clips of me, including some of me from when I had just started to wrestle.

"Okay, I think I've seen enough." Vince said. "Williamson, I only have one spot on our roster to put someone on and there have been many good candidates for the job, but you are the one who deserves it the most. John, you've got the job."