New Destruction

Chapter 1

"So, Darren, how is your training coming?" "Pretty good. I'm getting better in my agility and strength." Darren and I has been training for the last 5 months. WWE hasn't been using us and when we requested time, they didn't accept it. "I wonder what Prescott is doing now. She said she was going to convince them to get us some TV time instead of dark matches. Like, we wanna be used to, not just as dark-matches-jobbers!" Darren expressed, showing anger. "Don't worry, she is pretty good, remember, she was a lawyer, well, she is a lawyer for cases in N.Y. and F.L., but still, she got this." I reassured him. "Fine, let's get back to training." He said, picking up some weights. I grabbed some nearby and started working out beside. It you haven't notice, but every time people see me around with Young, people saying that he's going to make a move on me or something. Darren knows that I'm not gay, but, I let people believe what they want, better for them to be fools and not me. Prescott returned to us, and by her expression, I felt bad news. "Hey, Prescott, what they say?" Young questioned, getting up from his push-ups. "Well, I talked to them and they really don't see in anything major right now.-" "For real!?" Darren answered in anger loudly, causing eyes to engross on us. "Wanna lower it?" I said, half-laughing and Darren nodded. "But, they are willingly to put you on TV." "As a team or one on one?" "One on one. They want Darren to feud with Swagger and you to feud with Cesaro." I sighed in depression. "It kinda of feel like they are just making us toys for better wrestler! Like, Swagger won championship, as well as, Cesaro and they have better stats-" "Cole, if you let me finish completely, then you'll be reassured." I piped down to let her talk. "Now, if you impress them in a way, then they might give ya a title shot, both of ya." A smile crept on my face, as well as, Darren's. "Cole begins tomorrow on Raw, and Darren begins on Friday Smackdown." "Great, give me more time to train up." Darren said happily. "So, funny." I said sarcastically. Prescott left the gym as me and Young resume our work-out.

(Monday Night Raw)

I exited the cafeteria and went to my locker. I entered it and slung my bag in the nearby chair. It fallen and my stuff was on the floor. When I went to pick it up, something stop me. I picked up my mask that I used to wear in my Indy days. "Hey, open up!" A worried voice yelled, knocking frantically on the door. I opened it and Darren pulled me out. "What?" "Look on the TV." He pointed to the small one up in the corner. 3 Men in black was attacking my rival, Cesaro. "Wow, they doing good." I complimented. "Dude, that is your rival, remember!? They take him out and your back to-" I rushed to the gorilla with Darren following behind me. We pushed through the curtains, going down to the ring, just in time to see a powerbomb on Cesaro. They turned to us, getting out of the ring. For one, I was ready for fight after being in dark matches so long. Before we was able to throw fist, Triple H's music played. I kept my eyes on them as he walked on the stage with a mic. "Fellas, I know how it feels to be in the position you are, but there's reason for that." He spoke to us. I still didn't engross on him. "Darren, Cole, go back to the locker room." He said, calm at first, but when he repeated, it was more threatening. "Cole, go back...now!" I looked to my side to see Darren fading backstage. I reluctantly, but angrily obeyed his command. I shoot him a death glare, before resuming my tracks. "Hey, Cole." Hunter said friendly as he followed me. I continued my walk to my locker room. "Cole, stop and listen." Oh, I did stop, facing the same direction. "Fine. Zyan, I know, that your mad about that whole scene, but listen, it for the better! Vince want to fire you since you not in use, but I told him to wait. So, why don't you going to NXT in Florida. You to debut there somewhere in September." "No." I said, walking away. I entered my locker room, placed my stuff in my bag and went to the hotel we're staying at. I unlocked the door and entered the room. "Oh my god, why am I being used as a Jobber?" I said, flopping onto the couch. "I don't know, you have been getting better in the ring." "Hunter asked me to go down NXT in September." "What's bad about that?" I sighed in annoyance. "It is September! If I go there, then people would say that I'm a failure. I don't fail...at times." "Hey, everyone fails. We gotta rise from something, don't we?" I looked over at Renee, who had a raised eyebrow on her face. "Fine. On Smackdown, I'm going to either have a match or interfere one and-" "I already know your choice." She said firmly. "You know me too well!" I laughed. "So, after Smackdown, you want an interview or?" "I'm going to need a interview."