New Destruction

Chapter 2

If you can talk to the common crowd and keep your virtue, and Walk with Kings, nor lose the Common Touch.

"So, I forgot it!? No, you didn't tell me or anything." I replied. "Yes, I have my other phone in my hand." I went to TXT MSG and sure enough, she was right. "Fine, I'll your birthday gift tomorrow, bye!" I said, hanging up. I opened the room door, placing my phones in my pocket. "So, where have you been?" Renee asked, perking a smile. "Talking to my sister. You?" "I was with the Divas at the movies." "Well, I'll be taking a shower." I went to the bathroom with my items. "Okay." I said awkwardly. "Hey, Ree, who's this?" I said, holding a black tank top by two fingers in the air. "Someone who owned it in the past, must have left it." She responded quickly. A smile slithered on my lips. "What?" "Who your seeing?" "No one!" "Ever since you broke up with Adam, you been down in the dumps. So, spill." "No one." I smacked my lips. "You a lie." "I am not!" "Fine, but I'm just saying, if you "was" seeing anyone, I bet they be happy and-" Knocks on the door stopped me in my speech or whatever. I went to open it and Prescott was there. "Shoudn't you be in New York?" "I saw what happened." She said, walking in. "A hi or hello will be nice." "Hi, Doc." "Hello, Renee." I rolled my eyes and walked to the table. "I don't know why, but they should have been at NXT for the first show." "That's not what Paul said." "What he say?" "Well, he said it best for us. I need to be TV, once they see me again, I'll be a fan favorite." "Well, how about asking Punk for some advice, he been here for a time." "No, he going to say, I don't deserve: Best In the World Advice or some crap." I balked. "Well, I do have some advice to help you get some on-screen time." "Which is?" "Simple, it what all superstars do. You can either become a heel by attacking a fan favorite, Like Cena, Swagger, someone other face or be a fan favorite and attack a heel, like Punk." "That is good advice." Prescott's phone started ringing. "I gotta take this." She said, walking toward the kitchen section." I looked at Renee and she had her thinking face on. "What is it?" "Nothing." "Come on." "No!" "Young!" I said, raising my eyebrow. "Well, I wonder how Paul is going to react to-" "Well, "The Game" is going to deal with it. It my game now." "I know, but he can still fire you, like he is COO." "Doesn't mean a thing." "Okay, bye." We heard Prescott said, which didn't said so well. "Well, that was my boss." "And, what did he wanted?" "Well, a major case has came up and I am needed for it." "Where is this happening?" "Texas." I appeared confused. "You mean-" "Yes, Texas, even I am puzzled, but let's focus what is before us." "Yea, me beating the crap out of Paul!" "Can't you find a better conclusion that doesn't involve fighting!" "Renee, violence is the best way to end things!" "For now, you gotta go with the first choices. Pick wisely, cause this will greatly affect your career."

"So, you called this meeting about my career?" I asked Paul, as he sat across me. "Well, yes. Since you want some TV time or whatever, we need to discuss it and-" "No! We aren't discussing anything!" "What you-" "You heard it clearly. You give me a title match! Darren a title match! Do that and we'll leave ya alone." "No." "Do it or else." "Or else, what!? WHAT?! I am the COO, I fire and I hire-" "Well, Vince hire, so?" "We both hire. Still, you don't demand your way. You either work hard to earn or impress to get! That is what WWE is about!" "WWE is about hard work, honor, and equality. Something a simple-minded person should know." "A simple-minded person would know how to shut up! They would also know that instead of fussing, they should sit down and listen!" "I know that joining WWE was a mistake and tonight on Raw, I will show you what will happen and when I do, you better be ready, wanna why? Cause, you might be the one, CM Punk might be the one, John Cena might be the one, or the McMahons might be the one." "Threaten them and your career is over." "I already did." I said, storming out the room, leaving Paul there angry. "Go the arena." I told Renee, as I entered the car. "But, it 3:00PM?" "Now."

"Dude, what the matter? You haven't spoken ever since Raw started?" I looked over to Darren. "Dude, if you knew, then you'll understand." "Meaning?" "Tonight, we take. We are not suppose to be on Raw, but tonight, it is our time, tonight, during the main event, we will fight. CM Punk vs Sheamus. We are attacking both of them, we will go through the crowd with chairs or whatever and fight! If referees come down, attack them, if officials come down, attack them, attack anyone in your way." "So, what is this?" "We are fighting for what we want! We! Triple H ain't going to do anything, so you better toughen up." "I'm ready."