Corporate Suits

The Narrow Path

Mercedes Kaestner-Varnado.

Better known to the world as Sasha Banks.

After being brought up from NXT to take part in the Divas Revolution, she's been a big part of its success. With her already being such a hit in NXT, her moving to the big leagues was an inevitable decision, but Mercedes still can't believe she's in this position.

She's sitting in front of probably one of the greatest Divas there could've been, someone that's already broken down doors and shattered glass ceilings.

"Y-you're telling me, that I could be Divas Champion?"

AJ smiles, "You know, you remind me of myself. I was just like that when I was told I could be champion for the first time." Sasha releases a breath.

"H-how? With Naomi, and Tamina, it's so many people that have been here before me, that deserve it probably way more than I do."

The ex-Diva frowns. "Huh, this doesn't seem like the Sasha Banks I know."

"It isn't." She shakes her head. "I'd love to become champion."

"Now, I know you've been champ down in NXT, so you're aware of what happens when you're at the top. These Divas in the main roster would be glad to snatch you off of that pedestal by the hair in your head, you got me?" Sasha nods. "So prove to them that a rookie can make it. That they don't have to be the stereotypical tall beautiful daughter of some wrestling legend. Although you don't lack in the visual department."

Mercedes blushes at the comment.

"Now, know that you are considered to be a number one contender. Doesn't mean you are, so take this talk with a grain of salt."

Sasha nods again.

"Now, you've got a match. I suggest you get going."

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On another side of the arena, Roman Reigns is in the trainer's room after a brutal match with the new Wyatt member Braun Strowman.

"Lift your arms for me."

He obeys, wincing when the doctor pulls it back a little further. The doctor releases the wrestler's arm, scribbling down on his notepad.

"Ok, no real injuries, just a pulled muscle and bruised back. Some pain killers should set you straight."

He nods, turning his head and seeing two people he'd rather not see enter.

Daniel and Brie.

One glance.

It takes one glance from Roman and they both react.

Brianna gets shy, eyes cast down onto the floor. He lets himself have a small smile because AJ was right.

A bashful Brie is a beautiful sight.

One glance at Daniel and the husband immediately tightens his grip around his wife, the silver band almost taunting the Samoan as the lights from above bounce off it.

"Oh? The Danielsons." The doctor greets, metaphorically shoving the knife deeper into Roman. "What's the issue tonight?"

"I'm here for my evaluation. I have to pass the last few so I can get back out there." Daniel answers.