When sparks fly... [a Roman Reigns story]

1 Meet the prodigy

Roman POV

"Paul, are you coming or what?" I asked, because it was time to get going.

But Paul was still staring at the monitor. The match for the Smackdown Women's Championship was on right now. Bayley was getting her ass kicked by the new girl. Although I shouldn't really call her new.

After all, she's been in the business for a while. She was in NXT for 2 years and held the title there for almost a year. It was just that she had only been on the main roster here for 3 months. And since I had some time off, I hadn't met her yet.

"I'll be right with you. I just want to see her take the title." he replied without taking his eyes off the action in the ring for a second.

I had to admit that she was very impressive. She had a natural fire about her. And her smile was something special too. Not that that mattered.

"The NXT prodigy... No surprise you're interested. I bet with your help she could become something big." I said as I watched.

It was at this moment that she pinned Bayley. Laughing, she lay on the mat and raised her hands in victory. The referee handed her the title. Slowly she stood up and presented it. I could see tears welling up in her eyes, even though she tried to stop them.

"She's special, I tell you that," Paul murmured, sounding like a proud father.

Minutes later, we were on our way to the gorilla. Finally, I should say. We were probably even a little late. But just as we turned a corner, we heard loud, exuberant squealing.

"Uncle Pauli!" a voice called out.

The new girl came rushing towards us and basically pushed me out of the way to give Paul a big hug.

"I actually made it. Can you believe it?" she asked.

"I've always believed in my little girl. I'm incredibly proud of you. If only you could have had this moment in front of an audience and not just here in the Thunderdome... Oh, I'm sorry. May I introduce Amali Mae, this is Roman Reigns. Roman, this is Amali Mae, she's the daughter of a good friend." Paul said to me when he realized I was still there.

"Oh the middle name really isn't necessary. Amali Stryker... It's nice to finally meet you, Mr. Reigns." she said with deep red cheeks as she pulled out of the hug and looked at me.

"It's a pleasure to finally see the prodigy with my own eyes. Congratulations on winning. Very well deserved." I replied as I wanted to shake her hand.

She took it in hers as she looked me in the eye. At that moment, it was as if the air was filled with electricity. There was a noticeable crackle as we shook hands for longer than necessary.

"Thank you very much. That means a lot coming from you, Mr. Reigns," she said, her voice calm.

It sounded almost seductive to me, but I was probably imagining it.

"Please, Amali... call me Roman." I replied.

"All right, Roman. I'll see you later. I hear you want to get some gold yourself." she said.

"Oh yes. It's about time. Maybe we'll see you at the photographers. I'd love to have a photo of the new champions together." Paul then said, pulling us out of our little bubble.

"Good idea, Uncle Pauli. See you later. And good luck, Roman." Amali replied as she gave Paul a quick hug and then patted me on the chest.