It was a television anchor. She came over and sat down with us without asking and looked into the screen.

"I have found Vince McMahon, the chair man of WWE with one of his wrestlers. Mr. McMahon, how are you doing today?"

"I'm doing very well."

"That's good, and who's this you are sitting with?"

"One of my wrestlers." He said, putting a lot of emphasis on the word my.

"I don't recognize him."

"He was signed yesterday, his name is "the Wolf"." She looked into the camera.

"Who is this mystery wrestler? Find out-"

"Tomorrow on Monday Night Raw." The camera turned off and left me and Mr. McMahon looking at the reporter.

"Thanks, I was looking for someone to report on… bye." She and the cameraman left, leaving many of the patrons in the coffee shop looking at us.

"Get used to it, Williamson… it happens a lot…. Especially after tomorrow." I nodded and we finished our coffee.

"I'll see you at six tomorrow." He said and I nodded. "Good." We went to our places and I looked at my script that he had given me a few hours before.

Kennedy: I just beat the biggest wrestler in the WWE today, I can't think of anyone else who deserves a shot at the title more than me

(run into the arena to the song 'You've Got Another Thing Comin') and face Ken Kennedy who just won a match against WWE Champion Cody Rhodes)

you: I think I can think of someone, me

Ken: Who the hell are you

You: You'll learn to love me, fear me, maybe even 'relate' to me… my name is John 'The Wolf' Kennedy

(You look him in the eyes and walk out of the ring, still looking him straight in the eye and exit the area)

I nodded after reading it and guessed what would happen next week. I looked at the clock and saw that it was ten thirty. I finished watching the Broncos vs. Patriots NFL game and when the Broncos won, I went to bed happy. In my dreams, I saw me and Rayne, married. And I saw a lot of other personal things as well. When my alarm went off at five, I took a shower and texted Rayne saying that I loved her. I drove over to where McMahon told me to go and we went over what I was supposed to do and I was really good at it, by the time we were supposed to go and meet the guys, I had everything down.

We went in and the guys were already there, waiting for us, in the locker room. They started clapping when they recognized me because I often went to parties with The Rock. Everyone went up to me and shook my hand. I looked among the line, Shawn Michaels still wrestled and Triple H was among them, but I didn't see my father. When Jeff Hardy came up, I asked him.

"Where's Ken Kennedy?"

"I don't know, why?"
"I need to talk to him." He shrugged his shoulders and went away so I could shake hands with Hornswoggle. The line got smaller and smaller until everyone was done. Raw didn't start until nine and it was only six. When it was done, I went with Vince into my dressing room and we did my hair and I got the ring that I wanted in my lip in… it looked like CM Punk's lip ring. Then I put in my contacts. I was all set and I continued to look for my father.

"Vince, have you seen my father?"
"He said he'll get to you later." He answered without looking up from his newspaper.

"Oh, that's nice."
"John, don't worry, I'm sure he will get to you." I nodded and looked outside the window. I was starting to get nervous as nine got closer. There was finally a knock on the door at eight o'clock. I opened it and found myself standing face to face with my father.