The building seemed to look like a professional office building. She Went to the door said on the card, truth was she had been dreading this since the word go, in fact she had a nightmare just the night before regarding Vince McMahon charging her with assault and she ending up behind bars. The door had a plaque above that read the name, V. McMahon. Well this was his office. The door was guarded by two really buff people in suites and sunglasses. One simply smiled at her and gave her a single to hold on but then singled her to listen what was being said on the other side of the door. She honestly expected to hear angry rants and shouting but to her surprise there was just laughter, talking and what sounded like a TV playing.

She recognized the voices as Santino, Vince and Stephanie McMahon, Triple H, and wait…Undertaker?

"So here I was honestly I wasn't expecting much and then pow she just hits me with a spear."

"knocked the wind out of you huh?"

"Yeah but watch this."

"Dang,"

"I actually did try fighting back but I just couldn't. I had to tap out."

"Geeze look at her she's built like a sumo wrestler, She's like what 5 10 or 11?"

"Awesome Kong, Matilda The Hun, Mt Fiji, We've seen big girls before. "

"You know she's rough, but maybe with a bit of training she could be an absolute powerhouse. she might even be able to compete with the boys. I mean if we could get her to lift around 400 the audience wouldn't have to suspend disbelief THAT much. Imagine the storylines we could come up with."

"Gentlemen there's only one thing I know for sure. I want her. The Diva section is in a bit of a slump right now, you and I both know sex sells as much as anything but let's face it how many different skins can you sell sex in before the audience is like we get it we get it. how many powerhouses in the female division to we have?"

"Compared to males, not much."

Briana covered her face as she let out a small gasp. Were they talking about her? No surly it was someone else they were talking about. The people guarding the door seemed to disagree as one of them grinned

"It seems like you made quite a splash last night am I right? hehehe. Then then proceeded to open the door slightly."

"Come in."

"She's here Mr. McMahon.

"Send her in."

Briana walked in slowly. Her palms were sweating and her breath became shallow. The room was silent as the TV was turned off. The only clear sound heard was the buzzing of florescent lights overhead.

"Well come on now don't be shy, none of us here bite the way we do on camera Take a seat please."

Briana did as she was told, still nervous and shaking. She was now staring in the face of at least two of her idols, she was in the office of the chairman himself. Everything about this just felt so overwhelming.

"Would you like anything, Coffee, tea?"

"I'm more of a coffee drinker, but I don't want to intrude or anything."

"Nonsense it's why I hired staff."

Once the refreshments were given Mr. McMahon cleared his throat.

"So out of curiosity, how much of what I said did you overhear?"

"Um, quite a bit sir."

"Then I'll just cut to the chase. How would you like the opportunity to sign for a WWE contract like right now? I want you. Our Woman's Wrestling section is in a bit of a slump right now and we can use a woman like you. The people may like Sex objects, but there is also a fair number of viewers that like to see wrestlers, gladiators, titans and lady you fit that mark."

Briana's eyes widened.

"Sir are you serious?"

"Dad doesn't joke when it comes to business hon."

"I mean sir, I've always in like my deepest fantasy's wanted to be a part of something like this. My whole family are WWE fanatics but I mean I don't know if I'm worthy or capable. I'm just a plane jane. I have like no experience in the wrestling business what so ever unless you count rough housing with my brothers"

Mr. McMahon smiled. "Look let me tell you something. Behind the camera, behind the moves, behind the special effects, every single one of us are just people. We all eat, we all sleep, and we all take big steaming dumps. Superstars are not born they are made. Now I understand you being nervous about not having any experience in the business but frankly, I'll be happy to take that as a personal challenge. What I need from someone like you is imagination and willpower, do you think you can give me that?

She nodded.

"Now Here is something that might be an issue your current job."

"Um I'm a blogger. I mean I tend to be someone that just gives their opinions on thing. Heck I'm living off of pateron right now."

McMahon put his finger and thumb to his chin. "You could still do that probably be less frequent and on your off time but you could still do it."

"Some of its politics."

"You'd be surprised who all specializes in political theory on this roster. Just don't go on a drunken rant and start saluting Nazis ok? Heck I'd like to see you blog about your experiences here. It'd give us publicity."

Briana almost felt disappointed that there was no easy way of walking away from this.

"Can I have some time to think about it?"

"Of course. I know it's not an easy decision to make."

She then texted her dad explaining the whole situation once it was clear it was not a joke, her father was ecstatic about the whole thing.

"I'm just. What do you think I should do.?

"There was a ding on her phone and when she opened it up, it was a picture of Shia LaBeouf with the Quotes "Just do it, don't let your dreams be dreams ."

A smile came across her face. looked like it was settled. She was going to do it.

A/N: I don't know if this is how McMahon would be in real life. For all I know he could be the biggest and meanest micromanager ever. So if it was not made before, let me be clear, this is an AU.