Interracial Random Fandom Imagines

End Of An Era {Dean Ambrose}

The roars and chants of the audience filled my body with a feeling of ecstasy that could only truly be felt inside the ring.

It was weird because all I could really focus on were my thoughts and about how this was the last time I'd ever feel this ecstasy ever again.

My hands—much like the rest of me— were trembling terribly and I could feel all my bravery exiting my body. I was ready to drop the mic and run out of there but Dean reached over and took my free hand.

He turned me around so I could face him then he kissed my forehead and told me everything was going to be okay. I nodded and turned back to the audience.

"Hello WWE Universe!" I yelled into the mic the way I always did. "Did you miss me?"

The crowd cheered louder than I've heard in a while. I guess they really missed me these last few months.

"Yeah, yeah settle down. I'm not that great," I joked modestly. "Actually, I've got something I need to tell you but as everybody knows; if you're gonna start something, start from the beginning."

I took a deep breath and looked out into the crowd.

"I started this whole wrestling thing when I turned 18 and at first it was just to pay the bills but it turned into something more. After about two years of amateur wrestling I joined WWE which was, hands down, the best thing that could've ever happened to me."

I stopped for a moment to catch my breath.

"Because thanks to WWE, I ended up with a career that means everything to me, a man that I absolutely love and adore, best friends and of course, all of you," as I said that the audience roared. "This is my whole life, which is why this kills me."

I dropped my head and started crying.

"I can't do this. I can't."

Dean held me tightly and I held on to him just as tightly.

"Dean, I can't," I whimpered.

"Yes, you can," he reassured. "You have to."

He pulled me away and wiped the tears from off my face. He got down on one knee and gave me back the mic.

"You're gonna be okay," he smiled.

I nodded and began talking again.

"Nine months ago, I decided to be a reckless idiot and take on Brock Lesnar," I said as I shook my head briefly. "That fight was the biggest one of my career. I just didn't know that'd be my last."

A few boos and confused sounds came from the audience.

"As you all remember, Brock German Suplex'd me three times in a row and then proceeded to pin me. After the fight, people noticed that I wasn't moving and the paramedics rushed out to get me. When I got to the hospital I was told that my spine was dislocated or something like that. So for the next couple of months I worked my ass off at physical therapy so I could come back to all of you. But that was all for nothing because the doctor told me that I could never wrestle again."

My voice cracked towards the end and I wiped some tears off my face.

"This is my retirement speech. I never thought I'd ever have to say it so early in my career but that's just life, I guess. I love you all so much and thank for joining me on this journey."

Just as I was about to leave the ring with Dean, a bunch of wrestlers came down the walk way. I saw that it was everyone from Smackdown, Raw and NXT.

Roman and Seth came into the ring and hugged me tightly. I broke down and hugged them back. After we pulled apart I smiled sadly.

"We will miss you. We will miss you," the arena and wrestlers sang/chanted.

I felt so loved and so at peace. All my friends were here. My fans were here. And most importantly, my husband was here.