DiVA RIOT!! Rebellion

Chapter 1: Spark

Opening Theme: "Idol Riot" by MAZE ft. Daisuke

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"Please Dray... promise me you'll make sure to help them."

"*Sigh* ... Alright... I'll do what I can. Promise."

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After Monday Night Raw went off air: Buffalo, New York - HSBC Arena, December 17, 2007

"The boss isn't going to like this," Darren Kenneth Matthews, aka William Regal, Raw's current General Manager groaned as he stared at the young black man in front of him. 

The man had black cornrows with two long strands framing his face, and black sunglasses hanging over his forehead, and looked to be in his mid-twenties. He wore a black hooded jacket with a black WWE staff shirt underneath. He also wore jeans and plain black sneakers. The young man smirked, showing off his shark-like teeth, his eyes as dark as the night.

"You know me better than that. I ain't scared of him," the young man bragged, making William sigh, shaking his head, his short curly hair moving freely in response.

"Look. Dray. You are one of the best storyline writers we have in the creative team. Why do you want to dedicate all your talent into the WWE Divas?" William asked in pure bewilderment. The young man before him frowned. The Englishman could see the frustration in his dark eyes.

"Have you SEEN the ideas creative has for them?!" Dray growled, arching a thick brow in clear annoyance. "Ever since Amy and Trish left it's like everyone just gave up on em! We were lucky Jay and Roxy dug their heels in and got somethin' decent outta them last April!"

"The fans are calling the Divas a joke, Will! When was the last time they even gave a crap about women's wrestling?" Dray questioned, slamming his hands down on William's desk with an agitated growl. "We have some awesome female talent here, that we don't utilize properly or at all!"

"I understand Dray. Really I do. But if you go through with this without Vince's permission, you'll get fired. And even if we have some incredible talent in the Divas Division, there is no way in hell the corporate board would ever let the Divas have matches that are better than our male roster!" William tried to reason with the kid. "Women's wrestling just isn't WWE's priority! I'm glad you care, but they are not worth potentially losing your job!"

"Not worth-" Dray bristled, his dark eyes lighting up in anger, before taking a deep breath.

"The Board of Directors didn't say a damn thing when Amy and Trish were around!" he retorted evenly. "If the fellas gotta step it up to give the ladies a lil breathing room then so be it! What's the harm in giving the Divas a lil freedom to do stuff they wouldn't normally do huh?! They deserve that opportunity!"

"Don't think I don't know you Dray. When you say a little, you actually mean the whole damn banquet!" William said back sternly, before shaking his head at the young man's persistence. He was ambitious. He'll give him that. "When they finds out about this..."

"I don't care what they think!" Dray snarled, his black eyes narrowing dangerously. "I made a promise! And I fully intend on keeping it! If they gotta problem with that, then they can go fuck themselves!"

"Not the words I would use... but I like your spirit!"

William Regal's eyes widened, and Dray turned around to see Stephanie McMahon, the bosses' daughter, standing behind him with a small smile. "Personally I think it's a great idea."