La Arquitecta

Chapter 16

What a time it was to work for WWE, Zelina thought. In just seven days time, Wrestlemania week would be getting into full swing. Fans would be coming from all over the globe to attend Axxess, the Hall of Fame ceremony, NXT, Wrestlemania, Raw, and finally Smackdown.

For Zelina, these were crazy times indeed. She would be managing her on-screen client and off-screen partner in a main event match on the grandest stage of them all. At this time the previous year, she hadn't even had a contract offer from WWE. What a crazy pace they had pushed her at, she thought, still kind of baffled by it.

And it was set to continue, for on the Smackdown episode following Wrestlemania, the 2018 draft would take place, sending her and Seth to the blue brand as number one pick. From there, The Vega Cartel would be created. That whole concept still stunned her. The fact that she would act as leader to so many top level talents was mind-blowing.

But those events were more than a week away. Right now, she and Seth were in Pittsburgh, and there was a meet and greet session for them to get trough. Three hundred fans who had lined up since who knew what time in the morning for their wristbands would be getting signatures and photographs.

Zelina was glad that WWE did things like this. Although she played a hated heel character on Raw, the fans were almost invariably supportive of her. During each episode, her Twitter account would be barraged with positive and supportive messages about how good she was at her job. It was very humbling, and she was so appreciative of the fans as a result. Meet and greet sessions were not held in character either, so she could have a good time as much as she wanted.

"All set?" Seth asked her. They had settled in at their table, both with cups of coffee in front of them, along with a bunch of sharpie pens and a stack of glossy eight by ten promo pictures of them that could be signed for fans who didn't bring anything along with them.

"Yeah," she confirmed.

Satisfied, Seth signalled to the team member at the end of the line to let the first fan approach the table. The line snaked through the toy store towards the entrance all the way down at the front of the building.

Zelina was sitting closest to the end of the line, so she was the first one people would approach. An overweight girl seemingly dressed in all the Seth Rollins merch available was first to step forward. She was carrying a replica Universal Championship belt.

"Hi! How are you?" Zelina said happily.

"Hi, Zelina. Hi, Seth," the girl said without much sign of nerves. This wasn't her first rodeo, clearly. She put the belt on the table.

While Seth greeted the fan, who was obviously there to see him, Zelina looked at the belt. There were a few signatures on it. She heard the fan give her name as Claire.

"Can you sign my belt, please?" Claire asked Seth. "You're the only one I need to finish it."

"Oh, really?" Seth enquired as he took the top off a black sharpie. "You've got everyone who's held it? You got Lesnar?"

"Sure did," Claire said, proud of herself.

Zelina sipped her coffee, not put out that she wasn't part of the conversation. She wasn't the star here.

"There you go," Seth said once he had scrawled his signature in a free space.

"Thanks. Picture time?"

"Sure," Seth agreed.

Claire leaned awkwardly over the table and Zelina made sure to pose with a nice smile while one of WWE's team took a picture with Claire's phone.

With that done, Claire went on her way with a brief goodbye and her completed title belt.

Waiting in the line, David Hernandez was not happy. How early did these fucking people show up for these dumb signings? He had left with hours to spare in case of problems on the drive down from New York to Pittsburgh. Having encountered none, he had arrived at the toy store with a shit load of time to spare. But there had already been a God damned line outside!