Hey guys! It's been a little while but I'm back again, trying something new and this time I'm trying a story starting a new OC that I've created: Maison Kage, a 6'3, 260-Pound super athlete hailing from Tampa, Florida who is interested in the one and only "Mami" Rhea Bloody Ripley. Unlike a lot of the OC based stories in this field, this story will be mostly 80 to 85% Off-Camera/Personal and 15 to 20% In-Ring/On Camera and for most of the In-Ring/ On Camera stuff it will be mostly promos and maybe the ending of certain matches, I don't really wanna bore you guys with my terrible match writing. But I'm open to changing that if you guys truly want to see that. But without further ado, let's get to it.

5/8/23

Tampa, FL

To say that the one Demi Bennett was having a shitty day would be the understatement of the century. Her day started off with her calling her boyfriend earlier today and hearing a woman in the background. And this wasn't the first time that she's heard it before but this one was the final nail in the coffin. Her makeup took way longer than usual thus causing her to have to rush getting ready so everything. Her entire day had been a total shit show.

"Yo mami," Dominik Gutiérrez known as Dominik Mysterio, her partner in crime and her "Papi" on-screen. Dominik was a good friend of hers and one of the very few she could honestly say that she trusted.

"What Dom-Dom?" She said with a bit of venom in her voice. Her annoyance level was at an all-time high at the moment and every little thing, every sentence, every word, everything was pissing her off.

"Are you okay?"

"No I am not okay! I just need some alone time please!" She paused, her voice cracking with emotion as she struggled to contain the flood of feelings threatening to overflow. She stormed past Dom walking out of the locker room she shared with the other Judgement Day members leaving Dominiki perplexed about what just happened.

As Demi walked through the halls of the VyStar Veterans Memorial Arena head down deep inside her own world in her mind. Her thoughts were circulating around her personal life. And while she wanted to stop focusing on her lost relationship and focus on her career and the fact that she is the reigning and defending Smackdown Women's Champion.

As Demi trudged through the echoing corridors of the arena, lost in the labyrinth of her thoughts, she rounded a corner abruptly, nearly colliding with a tall figure hurrying in the opposite direction.

"Whoa, watch it!" The voice was deep and assertive, snapping her out of her reverie.

She looked up with a frown at the source of the voice seeing a 6'3 man standing in front of her. This man had the look of a model, of a superstar that could only be described as larger than life. He stood tall at 6'3 and judging by the way his silk black button-up shirt was hugging her body, he was clearly in good shape with a clear olive skin tone with a light tan reflecting a mixed heritage. He had his sleeves rolled up and the first 2 buttons of his shirt unbuttoned giving her a peek at his tattoos covering his arms and his chest. He had a gold Cuban link chain around his neck and simple rope with a MK pendant in gold hanging from the chain. Judging by his outfit she could clearly tell he was a man who took his appearance seriously being dressed in black slacks and a black button-up, gold chains with a watch and a Louis Vuitton belt with a gold buckle.

Her eyes trailed up and down his angular face with his chiseled jawline. He had black eyebrows with a slight angle to them with slits in both of his eyebrows. He had a mohawk burst fade with blonde highlighted tips and beard that blended into his burst fade. Her eyes caught a glimpse of the piercing in the left side of his nose and the ear piercings in his ears. The final thing she was mesmerized by were his stormy green eyes.

As Demi stood there, momentarily taken aback by the striking appearance of this enigmatic man who had crossed her path, she couldn't help but feel a mix of curiosity and intrigue mingling with her current emotional turmoil.

"Sorry about that," she managed to mumble, her eyes meeting his captivating gaze.

The man offered a charming smile, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "No harm done. You seem lost in thought. Everything alright?"

Demi hesitated, caught off guard by his directness, but something in his demeanor felt oddly comforting. She found herself opening up, albeit tentatively, "Just dealing with some personal stuff. You know how it goes."

His smile softened, a glint of understanding in his eyes. "I hear you. Sometimes it helps to talk about it. I'm Maison, by the way. I'm kinda new around here."

Maison extended a tattooed hand towards her, the intricate designs on his skin adding to his aura of mystery. Demi hesitated for a moment before shaking his hand, the warmth of his touch grounding her in the present moment.

"Demi," she introduced herself, a small smile playing on her lips.

As they stood there in the hallway, a brief silence fell between them, filled only by the distant echoes of bustling activity from the arena. Demi found herself studying Maison, intrigued by the air of confidence and kindness that seemed to emanate from him.

Maison, sensing her curiosity, broke the silence. "So, Demi, why don't you join me tonight after the show for a drink and you can tell me what's bothering you if you feel like it?"

Demi chuckled softly, the tension in her shoulders easing slightly, "I have a boyf-, actually I'll take you up on that offer."

She honestly didn't know about the sanctity of her relationship with Matthew at the moment. She was pretty sure he was cheating and honestly she just needed someone else to occupy her attention and take her mind off of the situation.

"Good, I'll see you later tonight," Maison said with a smirk as he walked off leaving Demi standing there. As Maison walked away, leaving Demi standing in the hallway, a whirlwind of conflicting emotions swept through her. She watched his retreating figure, the echo of his offer lingering in the air. With a mix of apprehension and curiosity, she couldn't shake off the feeling that this encounter held the promise of something unexpected.

Demi headed back to the Judgement Day Locker Room walking in with a new found sense of energy.

"Mami, you feeling better?" Dominik asked with genuine concern etched on his face. The current Women's Champion of SmackDown simply nodded mind circulating around the previous encounter with Maison. The weight of her personal struggles and the complexities of her emotions weighed heavily on her mind. Demi couldn't help but feel a twinge of guilt for accepting Maison's invitation, knowing that she had just mentioned having a boyfriend, even though the truth was far more complicated than a simple relationship status.

"Hey, have y'all heard of the new guy, Maison?" She asked, trying to get some information about the newest member of the WWE Roster.

"Maison? Maison Kage?" asked the resident big man of the Judgment Day, the man formerly known as Punishment Martinez, Luis Martinez AKA Damien Priest who had just walked into the locker room with a plate of food.

"Yeah, him," Demi said as she ran a hand through her hair, thinking about the fellow.

As Damien Priest settled into a nearby seat, setting his plate of food down, an intrigued expression crossed his features as he spoke, "Maison Kage, that's the guy you're talking about. He's been making waves in the industry, former TNA World Champion, former 2-time X-Division Champion, former 2-time NEVER Openweight Champion. Hell I remember having a classic with him in the Hammerstein Ballroom."

Demi's mind raced with a mixture of curiosity and unease as she listened to Luis' recount of Maison Kage's impressive wrestling background. The weight of her recent emotional turmoil combined with the allure of the unknown figure that was Maison seemed to create a storm of conflicting emotions within her.

Dominik, ever the inquisitive one, leaned forward, his curiosity piqued. "What's his deal? He seems like a pretty interesting character."

Damien Priest shrugged, taking a bite of his food before responding, "He's a bit of a mystery around here. Keeps to himself mostly, but when he steps into that ring, he's all business."

"He sounds like quite the competitor. Have you had a chance to talk to him yet, Demi?" Dominik asked.

Demi shook her head, a thoughtful expression on her face. "Not really. Just a brief encounter in the hallway earlier. He seems... intriguing, to say the least."

"Careful, word on the block he's a bit of a ladies man, I'd hate for Matthew to get jealous,"

'Yeah, I'd hate that," she said, rolling her eyes clearly over the entire situation as a whole.

- ! -

The fans in Jacksonville, Florida were cheering loudly as Seth Rollins had won the SemiFinals of the World Heavyweight Championship tournament and just punched his ticket to Night of Champions to face the winner of the SmackDown side of things and have the opportunity to become the first ever World Heavyweight Champion.

Seth raised his arm in the air wincing in pain as he felt the pain throughout his body. But unbeknownst to Seth a man came running through the crowd in all black making the fans cheer. He hopped over the barricade and slid under the bottom rope and immediately ran towards Seth and caught him with a Jumping Cutter. Seth laid in the center of the ring dazed from the Jumping Cutter. The move looked similar to a RKO, something made famous by Randy Orton a man that no one had seen in over a year.

The figure stood up and slowly peeled back his hood to reveal Maison Kage! The fans were cheering going in a frenzy as this now meant the rumors were true! "The Samoan Bad Boy" was now a member of the WWE Roster.

Maison chuckled as he looked around the arena with an arrogant smirk before he looked down at Seth. With one swift move that he called Nghtfall, he just made himself the most must-see superstar in the WWE.

Maison Kage stood over Seth Rollins, a smirk playing on his lips as the arena erupted with a mix of shock and excitement at his unexpected appearance. The cheers and chants of the fans filled the air as Maison grabbed a microphone from the ringside.

"Jacksonville, Acknowledge That!" He said throwing the mic down as he just threw some shade at the current Undisputed WWE Universal Champion: Roman Reigns.

With a final glance at Seth, Maison tossed the microphone aside, the sound echoing through the arena as he made his exit, leaving a trail of intrigue and chaos in his wake. The fans were left buzzing with anticipation, eager to see what this new addition to the roster would bring to the table.

- ! -

It was a few hours removed from the show and just like they planned Demi was going to meet Maison at a nearby bar and grab a drink. She had to admit she was kinda nervous. After what she had heard about him being a ladies man and then the fact that she hadn't spoken to Matthew after she heard him cheat. Her relationship was essentially up in the air but tonight she was going to forget all of that and go inside and have a drink.

Demi took a deep breath looking herself over once more. Tonight she wore a red halter top and a pair of black leather pants with a pair of boots. A little pop of color, something to catch the eyes. Different from her normal black ensemble.

"You've got this Demi, it's just a drink," She said, reminding herself of the situation before she stepped out of the car and waltzed inside.

Demi's heart raced as she entered the dimly lit bar, the chatter and clinking of glasses creating a comforting buzz around her. She scanned the room, her eyes finally landing on Maison, who was seated at the far end of the bar, a faint smile playing on his lips as he noticed her approach.

As she walked toward him, Maison stood up, a gesture of greeting as he pulled out a stool for her. "Demi, you made it," he said, his voice smooth and inviting.

Demi couldn't help but smile back, the nervousness slowly fading away as she settled onto the stool. "Yeah, I figured, why not?" she replied, her tone light.

The bartender approached, and Maison ordered a couple of drinks, engaging in casual conversation with Demi as they sipped on their beverages. Despite her initial apprehension, Demi found herself enjoying Maison's company. His charm and wit were undeniable, and there was a depth to him that intrigued her beyond his reputation.

"So, are you feeling better? I know when I first saw you, you were upset," He said, taking a sip of his drink.

Demi appreciated Maison's genuine concern, his question touching a chord within her. She leaned back slightly, her gaze meeting his as she considered her response.

"A little, I think your presence is doing the job," she said, taking a proverbial step forward and starting to flirt. Maison chuckled as he locked eyes with Demi.

"What had you down if you don't mind me asking,"

Demi's heart skipped a beat as Maison's question delved into deeper waters, his eyes holding a mix of curiosity and empathy. She hesitated for a moment, the vulnerability of her recent struggles weighing on her mind.

"It's... it's nothing too serious, just some personal stuff," Demi replied, her voice soft yet tinged with a hint of sadness. "Relationship troubles, you know how it goes."

Maison nodded in understanding, a flicker of compassion crossing his features. "I get it. Relationships can be tricky," he said, his tone gentle. "But remember, sometimes a fresh start or a new connection can bring unexpected joy."

Demi's gaze softened as she looked at Maison, his words resonating with her in a way that felt both comforting and hopeful. She felt a sense of ease in his presence, a feeling of being understood without judgment.

As the night wore on, their conversation shifted to lighter topics, laughter and shared interests weaving a sense of camaraderie between them. Demi found herself drawn to Maison's charisma and charm, his presence a welcome distraction from the weight of her recent heartache.

With each passing moment, Demi felt herself letting go of the pain of the past, embracing the possibility of new beginnings and the promise of friendship in Maison's company. The night held a sense of serendipity, a chance encounter blossoming into something unexpected and meaningful.

The two were in the midst of having a conversation about family when Demi's phone rang. This was the 4th time tonight that it had rang. The first 2 times she picked it up and simply ignored it and while she was able to ignore it. It was starting to irritate her.

Demi's phone rang for the fourth time that evening, a persistent interruption to the otherwise enjoyable conversation she was having with Maison. She glanced at her phone, a flicker of annoyance crossing her features as she debated whether to answer it or not.

Maison raised an eyebrow inquisitively, his gaze following hers to the phone. "I'm guessing the reason you were upset earlier is calling your phone?" he remarked, his tone tinged with curiosity.

Demi let out a small sigh, her frustration evident as she considered her options. "Yeah, it's probably him," she replied, a hint of resignation in her voice.

As the phone continued to ring, Demi made a split-second decision and silenced the call, setting her phone down on the table with a determined look. "I'll deal with it later," she said, a note of finality in her tone, "He should really learn to appreciate the woman that he has,"

"Respectfully, if you were mine, you wouldn't have that problem," he said in a hushed, grovely tone while taking a sip of his drink. Demi tried to pretend she didn't hear it but despite her best efforts she couldn't get what he said out of her head.

"I wish I could just forget him for a night."

Maison squeezed her hand reassuringly, his touch a silent reassurance of his presence and understanding. "I hear you," he replied softly, his tone filled with empathy. Life was short and Demi knew that. Matthew acted irrationally and didn't have their relationship in mind when he did what he did. So why should she?

"I wish you could make me forget," she said in a low hushed, husky tone. A small smile curled onto Maison's lips.

"I could."

"Then do it."

"Are you sure about this?"

Demi took a moment to collect her thoughts, the weight of the decision she was about to make pressing upon her. She knew that whatever lay ahead was both unknown and potentially transformative.

Taking a deep breath, she met Maison's gaze with a newfound resolve. She lunged forward and smashed her lips onto his engaging a passionate yet aggressive kiss. After a while of jockeying for dominance the two separated, panting for their breaths.

"Are you sure?" Maison said locking eyes with Demi.

"Let's go before I change my mind," Demi said, grabbing his hand and dragging him out of the bar. And what happens next is something that neither one of them was prepared for next.