Prologue: Eyes of Death

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1984.

Do you know how to tell how someone truly is? Do you really?

You look at thier eyes.

You can tell a lot by someones eyes. How they feel, how they act, and especially how dissapointed they are.

But, let's go back to 1984, the night I decided what I wanted to be. And the night my hero, my favorite wreetler made his professional wrestling debut.

The Undertaker (Back Then: Texas red) at WCCW against Bruiser Brody.

I was ten and I was in awe of everything happening. Texas Red was good but he lost against Bruiser Brody. My father had gotten us tickets front row to watch, I was standing on tip toe to watch the event while my parents were busy talking.

Then, something happened that surprised the hell out of me.

Texas Red was walking to the backstage, he stopped right in front of me and looked down at me. I caught his eyes.

We stared for a moment just looking at each other. Very slowly he spoke words I had never heard before and it shocked me.

"Rest. In. Peace."

He said it so low nobody around heard him. Nobody but me. I never knew that later on Texas Red would become The Undertaker and that would be his main words.

And it made me want to be a wrestler.

(Okay, so this is my first wresting fanfic. in this book the violence in the arena is real, and so are some of the arguments between the wrestlers. Some Wrestlers in this book didn't come to WWF until later on, in this book it won't be a error if a wrestler from 1995 is in 1994. Also, a lot of the matches/fights I made up. This is fanfiction, anyway, Hope you enjoy!-A.C.)

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