The Emperor of WWE, a wrestling fanfic

-warning I do not own any Wrestling material other than my oc-

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The Emperor of WWE

Chapter 1: A Change of Attitude

WWE Raw January 2012 Chicago Illinois

The bell rang as the match was declared over.

A 21 year old six foot one Drake Lopez rolled out the ring as his opponent R-truth picked up the win against him.

He sat up against the barricade and looked depressed.

This was his 15th loss in a row.

Drake Lopez was born in the United Kingdom. He was a Hispanic descendant from his father and English from his mother.

He got into wrestling when his father introduced it to him by taking him to a live WWE event. Since then it had changed his life.

As a child most would grow out of it but Drake was no exception, he knew what he wanted to do exactly when he grew up.

When he had turned 13 he had told his parents that he wanted to get into wrestling.

Now luckily both his parents were former wrestler's themselves. Not as famously as WWE wrestler's but in their respective countries they were popular.

He had gone to the indies when he had turned 17 wrestling in various different indie shows for a year. Then at 18 he went overseas to Mexico, United Kingdom, Japan. Making a name for himself.

At 20 he was brought over to WWE thanks to talent scout Jim Ross

He practiced at the performance center for six months until he was brought to the main roster rather quickly by the Chairman of WWE.

To be honest he didn't feel like he was ready yet but of course he couldn't say that to the boss and owner of WWE

But what really made him uncertain was the gimmick that creative control had for him. It looked like an outfit that made him look like a future-like rocker high flyer.

He had won a few matches against a few jobbers until he wrestled his first real opponent the U.S champion The Miz.

It was a big moment for him, if he won this then he would definitely be a number one contender for the intercontinental title. Unfortunately It didn't end well as he lost after being hit by a skull crushing finale.

Since that day his luck had changed for the worst losing to a number of known names in WWE.

What's worse was that the fans had started to hate him. Even when he is face and helps other face wrestler's he is still booed. No doubt WWE management was losing interest in him.

Drake looked up and seeing R-Truth celebrating his win.

Frustration had built up within the young man and now…

No more

Drake quickly stood up and took off his right elbow pad before sliding back into the ring.

As R-Truth trying to hype the crowd he ran and delivered a swinging back elbow to the back of the skull knocking the wrestler out.

"Oh my God, what the hell?" Jerry Lawler called out

This shocked the crowd and most had pop for this while some booed

Drake brushed back his short hair. He looked down at Truth who was barely regaining consciousness and tried to move.

"What are you doing Drake?" Jerry questioned

He ignored the ref who was telling him that was enough and to leave. He knelt down sitting R-Truth up.

"I think Drake has snapped." answered Michael Cole

Drake began to deliver vicious right elbows across the jaw of R-Truth.

"This is disgusting, that's enough already he's knocked out." Lawler called out.

The ref grabbed Drake's arm to make him stop. The snapped wrestler dropped Truth before standing up and looking at the official who was telling him to get out here.

Not done yet he grabbed the ref's face and threw him out the ring.

"Drake, now throws the referee out the ring. What is wrong with this kid?" Jerry questioned.

"I think the referee shouldn't get in Drake's way for his own safety."

Drake picks up Truth who was barely conscious as he was brought up to his feet. He proceeded to put him in a double underhook and lifted him up on his shoulder where he then proceeded to do a spinning neckbreaker slamming the wrestler down hard.

Drake proceeded to insult Truth as he talked trash and gave the middle finger. Other referees and officials came out stopping him while some checked Truth and the referee.

With his work done he got out the ring and walked backwards looking at his work.

He gave a smirk. That felt good.

He proceeded to walk backstage where he ignored everyone who looked at him.

He slammed his door open to his locker room and shut it. He sat on a chair and proceeded to unwrap his wrist tapes.

A knock was heard from his door but he ignored it. He didn't want to talk to anyone. That didn't stop the person however as he entered.

Drake not having it was about to tell the person off until he saw who it was.

Jim Ross

He walked over to him. He didn't say anything for a minute until he put a hand on the young man's shoulder.

"listen, things don't seem to be working out here."

Drake said nothing and knew he was about to be let go.

"Recently Hunter had remade NXT, he thinks it's best to send you there refreshen you."

Hunter aka Triple H had become COO thus giving him some power. If there was anyone that he knew wouldn't screw him over, it was that man.

He looked at the talent relation head "I need to find my true self. I need to work around the world…and find 'it'

-Eleven months later-

Big E had just won the NXT title from Seth Rollins who was being help carried back by his shield brothers Dean Ambrose and Roman.

Big E held the NXT title high in the air while Mr Money in the Bank winner Dolph Ziggler and Diva AJ Lee were by his side celebrating his win.

(Theme intro cut : Bring It Down- Zenith of God)

The crowd including the others in the ring looked at the titantron screen. A type writer was shown typing the words.

The Real Elite

The video scenario switched showing tall buildings like castles with clouds covering the sky and lightning. A huge flag black banner was shown being blown as it hung on top of the biggest castle.

The design of it had an old English E with a crown on top of it and across had the words Millennium Empire. Then switched to the words.

The Emperor Drake Lopez

The wrestler walked out as the fans cheered seeing him.

He had on black shirt and jeans with white shoes and a gold chain. His hair was no longer messy and curly but short and slicked.

During the past almost Year he didn't re-sign to WWE. Allowing him the chance to wrestle more around the world but this time with his new different attitude. In such a short time his popularity had skyrocketed like never before.

He became more noticable by other known promotions such as ROH, AAA, NJPW, CMLL.

Winning numerous titles from everywhere he went. He went on to create a dominant faction that had become noticeable to the wrestling world.

The Millennium Empire

The group consists of four people. Drake himself the leader, Akamu, oldest son of the late Umaga also the powerhouse. Jak Steel aka Jack Smith son of the late Davey Boy Smith and Antonio 'Warrior' Guerrero son of the late Eddie Guerrero, the Tag teams.

All four men carried a legacy in their blood and were not gonna be disrespected by anyone any longer.

"Oh my" William Regal shocked

Drake smirked at Big E.

"It's the Emperor Drake Lopez." Jim Ross

"The leader of the Millennium Empire, Drake Lopez is here" William Regal informed

Fans were shown cheering loudly, raising their hands up in excitement.

"This crowd has just exploded like never before and are rejoicing, for the return of this talented young man." Jim Ross.

Drake with his cocky smirk had signal with his finger for the two men to turn around.

Dolph and Big E turned around and we're soon jumped by three men. One of the men went after Big E and two attacked Dolph Ziggler.

"Wait a minute. That's Akamu Fatu." Regal called.

"Alongside Jak Steel son of the late British Bulldog and Antonio Guerrero son of the late Eddie Guerrero." Jim Ross

AJ was in the corner horrified at the situation.

Drake soon slid into the ring and joined the beatdown on Big E.

The fans were cheering nonstop

Holy shit

The two tag teams grabbed Dolph getting up halfway to his feet. Jak grabbed him in a double underhook and picked him up where Antonio stepped in front as Dolph was placed on his shoulder and followed it with a sit down spinebuster.

"Jak and Antonio have just absolutely dismantled Mr Ziggler." William

Drake told Akamu to drag the new NXT champion to the middle of the ring.

"Now it seems the same is gonna happen to Big E" William

The Samoan had dragged the muscled wrestler to the square middle while Jak and Antonio sat up the champion and held his arms.

Drake took out from his back pocket a white elbow pad which got a cheer as he slipped it on his right arm onto his elbow.

"I know what's coming next and it's not gonna be pretty" Jim Ross

Drake ran and delivered a swinging back arm elbow strike to the back of the skull knocking the champion out.

"Hidden Blade as he calls it." Jim Ross

Drake got back to his feet and shouted grabbing the rope shaking them as adrenaline pumped his body. He threw both his hands up making a horn sign with the index fingers crossing one another along with their thumbs touching the other.

The other three members followed the leader example and did the hand gesture.

"I can see why it's called Hidden Blade. I've never seen such a dominant debut impact here on NXT. The Millennium Empire has surely laid their mark here, and had let their action speak louder." William

Drake had a satisfaction expression and looked at the crowd with his now trademark smirk

"What a shocker, The Emperor Drake in NXT, what's Next?" Jim Ross asked