September 18, 2015, Monday Night RAW
Who am I? I'm not your average wrestler. I'm 6'5, 260 pounds of destruction incarnate and I dare anyone to stand in my way. My name is Jacob Lynch, but just call me "Danger." I came up with that nickname, because when I step into that ring, my opponents had better run. Today is a huge day for me because I get a call from Vince McMahon, the chairman of WWE (which is the biggest wrestling company today), telling me that my debut match is tonight on Monday Night RAW. I rose through the ranks of NXT, winning both the NXT Tag Title (with Corey Graves) and the NXT World Title by defeating Sami Zayn a few months back. He regained it in a rematch. There are no details on who my opponent is right now, but I'm expected to win. As I pull up to the arena and walk into the rear entrance, there is a chill traveling up and down my spine.
"Well, this is it, all of my hard work and training culminates to this." I thought to myself.
All of a sudden, the WWE World Heavyweight Champion, Triple H, greets me in a not so kind way.
"Hey, kid, you might as well turn around and exit because you don't belong here." He says to me with a cocky smirk.
Triple H just won the title last night at Night of Champions by defeating Batista and Randy Orton, his Evolution teammates (it feels like 2004 again). Triple H is infamous for not showing any respect to the "new guys" just for heat because he is a heel (even though he runs NXT) and I shouldn't expect any from him. I started to punch him in the face right then and there, but I held my peace, because I didn't want to get in any trouble with Vince McMahon on my first day on the main roster.
I go to the locker room to change into my gear just in time for RAW, which is in just a few minutes. My gear is basic: just two elbow pads, some black trunks with a tribal design, kneepads, wrist tape, and boots. All of a sudden, I get a message saying that my match is the first on the show. My opponent is none other than the Viper, Randy Orton.
"Randy Orton? Cool. It's time to show the crowd who I am and what I can do." I said to myself.
As I hear the roar of the crowd backstage, a rush of adrenaline shoots through my body.
My theme music blasts through the speakers and I step through that curtain, fired up, ready to face Orton.
Orton comes out to an unexpected pop from the crowd. After he gets in the ring, he does his signature pose. As the bell rings, the match begins. Orton and I lock up, and he pushes me to the turnbuckle. When the referee begins to count, he lets go and I hit him with a right jab. He leans over towards the ropes, and after I irish whip him to the ropes on the opposite side, I catch him with a hip toss. I stand back and taunt a little, with a huge pop. As I try to pick Orton up, he hits me with a powerslam out of nowhere. He climbs the turnbuckle (which isn't very often) and tries to hit me with a flying knee drop, but I raise my leg to kick him in the jaw just in time. This leaves him stunned, so I go for my finisher, the Psycho Driver. This finisher starts by me grabbing him and putting him in a reverse fireman's carry position and flipping him over, driving him into the mat. Then, I go for the pin. Orton kicks out, however, and the match continues for 5 more minutes. I hit my finisher again successfully, and go for a pin again.
"1......2......3!" The crowd shouts as the referee counts. The bell rings.
"Piece of cake." I think to myself.
The crowd begins to chant: "Danger! Danger! Danger!"
All of a sudden after Orton leaves, Triple H and the Authority comes out, which puts me in a 5 on 1 situation. Kane and Seth Rollins run to the ring and try to attack me but fail miserably, because Dean Ambrose jumps the barricade and enters the ring to help me out.
After that little segment, I go backstage and there's none other than the Hardcore Legend himself, Mick Foley congratulating me on my victory.
"Nice job, kid, you really had the WWE Universe behind you in that match. Keep it up."- Mick Foley
Mick Foley is here tonight on RAW to do a segment with John Cena and Bray Wyatt, which I'm really looking forward to, because I'll have a chance to take notes on cutting promos. I'm not a big promo cutter, I let my actions do the talking, but I need to work on it to boost my charisma.
Next thing I know, the lovely Sasha Banks is up next for a Women's Championship match against Nikki Bella. As she walks toward the curtain, she says to me:
"That was a heck of a match that you had, I loved it!"
"Uh, thanks," I said to her.
(2 hours later)
John Cena and Bray Wyatt close RAW with a segment that was off the chain. As I pack up to go to my hotel room, I get a text message on my iPhone from the WWE Creative guys saying that my first feud will be against Rusev starting next week on RAW.
Rusev has been on a roll lately as a monster heel. Personally, I don't like him, but I am aware of what he can do in the ring.
September 20, 2015, NXT Live
I get on the plane to head to Full Sail University for my return to NXT, after two weeks of being away, in a match against the new NXT Champion, Samoa Joe, which blows the roof off of the place. This match is showcased on a special live episode of NXT. After the match, I get on the mic to address the NXT Universe.
"Man, it feels great to be back in NXT, even for one night only. I promise you guys, I will become the WWE World Heavyweight Champion and headline WrestleMania!"
The crowd gives me a standing ovation.
On the stage, there is my rival, Rusev, along with Lana, and things start to get real intense.
"Well, if it isn't the fake Russians! Admit it, Rusev, you're nothing without Lana always kissing your butt (figuratively)!" I say to him.
He starts to say something in his native language, but Lana, as always, has to translate.
"How dare you, foolish American, mock the super athlete. Rusev will CRUSH anyone who stands in his way! You call yourself Danger, but you're nothing but a weak, spineless wimp compared to Rusev!"- Lana
"Yeah, yeah, whatever, I'll see you two next week on RAW!" I say to her.
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The Rise of an Icon
Hayran KurguThis is a story about The Chosen One, Jacob Lynch, and his rise to stardom in the WWE. On the way to becoming one of the all time greats, he has to endure lots of torment, triumph, and destruction, but he never gives up. Enjoy.
