50 Types of Good

Mesmerised

"And her opponent, making their WWE debut tonight on smackdown, from Houston Texas, weighing in at 135 pounds, Winter!"

The crowd screamed. This was surreal.
I stood at the top of the ramp staring into the crowd with my Dad's same stare, before slowly walking to the ring and removing my leather jacket. I was fairly confident about this match, but still nervous. I stand at 5'9" tall and I am easily able to chokeslam my opponents, as well as delivering the tombstone piledriver.

Ding Ding Ding!

Brie gave me a reassuring look and we circled each other and locked up, but with my strength I was able to push Brie down to the mat quite suddenly. She looked up at me with a scared look on her face - obviously for the crowd and camera. I kept a straight face and waited for her to stand before delivering a few leaping clotheslines. I pulled her up and took a hold of her wrist, putting that arm in an arm wrench, I then climbed up the turnbuckle and slowly walked along the top rope before jumping down and hitting her with 'Old School'.

The crowd went MENTAL. They started a chant that consisted of "Takers daughter!" And then 5 claps.
I could feel the adrenaline pumping through my veins.

Just as I was taking in the buzzing crowd, Brie hit me with a drop kick and I fell to the mat. She carried on with her husbands Yes kicks, but not many people were chanting 'Yes!' I don't think they knew what to do. I grabbed a hold of her foot and looked up at her with stone eyes before slowly standing up. She was shaking her head scared. I dropped her leg and propelled her towards the ropes.
She ran back towards me and I grabbed hold of her throat, she clawed at my hand and gasped whilst I looked into her eyes before turning to the crowd.

People were looking in awe, others were screaming, and most were clapping and chanting.

I hoisted her pants up - just like my father does to his opponents to help me lift her - and chokeslammed her into the mat. She laid there motionless but I wasn't finished, I wanted people to see my true potential, and I wanted people to remember me. I knew to do something that would make them remember me. tombstone piledriver.

I lifted her upside down and paused before dropping forward and covering her. The crowd had erupted and were going crazy at this stage
1...2...3! Ding Ding Ding!

"The winner of this match by pinfall is Winter!"

I stood up and let the ref raise my hand before sliding out and tiredly walking up the ramp.

"Well done Win." My Dad said kissing my head.
"Thank you Dad." I replied whilst hugging him.
He nodded and walked away as the Bella's came over.
"Well done!" They both said before hugging me.
"You are amazing, I've never seen competition like it." Brie said placing her hand on my shoulder.
"Thank you." I smiled.
"You had literally the whole arena of superstars watching back here on the TVs." Nikki mentioned.
"Oh my, really?" I replied embarrassed.
I wondered whether Dean Ambrose had watched my match and then suddenly shook the thought out of my head.

I stayed for the rest of smackdown and Deans match came on the TV.
He was in lunatic mode and I was so mesmerised by his acting and ability.

But that's one thing I didn't know; was it acting or was this really him?