It's a normal monday in the whole world. People go on about their own lifes and issues with either themselves or their partners, friends, co-workers. The entire planet is controlled by several rules we should never break, but...there is still you. You're Y/N L/N and you don't give a single damn about any of those restrictions. No, you do however you please with whoever you want whenever you like. Did this get you in trouble? Of course. You've been suspended from school about twelve times. Your friends from back then always chickened out when you came up with a plan. You also told any police officer you come across what really bugs you and what you think about them. And yes, you were arested for it once, but your family bailed you out and you're greatful for it. The run after school has also been fun, trying out several jobs. You tried being an electrician, a librarian, a chef. Hell, you even tried out as a fire fighter. But that never did anything for you. Until you got into wrestling. Your biggest inspiration has been Stone Cold Steve Austin since he was the baddest s.o.b. in the whole business. He was kicking asses and chugging beers almost every week and this carefree attitude drew you into the ring.

Right now, you find yourself in the Performance Center, standing across from Seth Rollins. It feels a bit weird to be facing a multi time champion like him, but that never strikes fear into you. You two are actually smiling before you practice your grapples and technicallity. Being more of a striker, you don't find it that interesting to work on technical stuff, but it could do good nonetheless. Since you came to the WWE about seventeen months ago, you made a good amount of friends. first was the man you're sparing with right now, Seth Rollins. He has seen your videos around the internet and liked the way you talk to the audience. The next person you became friends with was Sami Zayn. He actually heard about you from other people of your school, since there was a wrestling convention near it. To say your story attracts a lot of attention is right as people from every show have only said good things about you and the reviews of your matches have always been on the better side of the spectrum. Your attention glides towards a different person outside of the ring though, allowing Seth to get you onto the matt with a Chin Lock. The pressure you fell on your throat and neck makes it harder to breath, but fighting through is easy for you. Your elbows collide with his ribs several times and force him to break the hold, allowing you to get up. Before anything can continue though, you thank Seth for the warmup and get out, walking over to Zelina who has her face buried in her hands.

Y/N:" Hey Zelina, is everything alright?"

Zelina:" Not really. Since Andrade is out with an injury, the creative team doesn't have anything planned for me. I hate being on the sidelines like this."

Y/N:" Nothing planned, huh? Then you haven't seen the updated script for Smackdown Live ths week."

Zelina:" There was an update? Why wasn't I notified?"

Y/N:" Becaaaauuuse...I sneaked into the headwriter's office and took a tiny little glimpse at the files."

Zelina:" You realize I could get you in trouble, right?"

Y/N:" You wouldn't rat out your best friend, would you?"

Zelina:" Alright, just tell me what the plan is for Smackdown."

Y/N:" Oooh, this is gonna be interesting. Well, apparently they do have a plan for you. Since AJ Styles has just lost his rival, he will cut a promo in the ring. After some time, you're coming out and talk about how although it was great to work with Andrade, you moved on to a different protegé."

Zelina:" Let me guess: YOU are my new protegé."

Y/N:" You're smarter than I thought. But yes, I am. After you announced that, I'll come out and go face-to-face with AJ. Then, I'll give him a suprise so to speak."

Zelina:" What's that surprise gonna be?"

Y/N:" Now that would be telling, Zelina. And I don't do spoilers."

Zelina:" You're mean, you know?"

Y/N:" Carefree? Yes. Mean? Never. Anyways, I still have some steps on my workout to go through. Catch you later, Zel."

With that, you turn around with a smile and move on from there, looking for what to do next. You're lucky enough nobody else heard you tell Zelina all these things. Otherwise the whole backstage crew would like to speak to you about how you know all these things. Then again, if it was none of your business, you wouldn't have done it, but the plan involves you and therefore, it's more than just business.

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At night though, everyone has gathered in the arena already, getting ready for their matches, promos and interviews. Several people are in the makeup departement, others at catering. You on the other hand are currently laughing as you watch the segment where Stone Cold showers Shane McMahon, Vince McMahon and The Rock with beer. It has always been a favorite of yours and always gets a heartfelt laugh out of you. Yes, it catches others attention again and you don't mind. No, you actually appreciate the people noticing you. Being in your gear already, this should mean your segment is next and yes, it is. AJ is making his way to the ring, walking a little too confident for your liking. you like him as a person and co-worker, but in this rivalry, you're supposed to hate him. thinking about what to do, you focuss on the screen in front of you.

AJ:" Well, here I am. Apparently my rival has had an injury and therefore I'm here without an opponent. Andrade, you may hide behind being hurt, but that doesn't mean you can hide from me. I will get that match against you sooner than you think. And I will beat you, tranquilo. You hear me, pendejo?"

The crowd cheers for him after these words, but they don't go unnoticed, nor do they go unanaswered as Zelina walks out with a mic in her hand. Her outfit for the night is breathtaking if you may say so as her friend.

Zelina:" Oh AJ, how wrong you are. You see, Andrade is not hiding behind that injury. He's taking it like a man and he'll be ready to fight in no time. But...until then, there is someone else who'd like a word with you. This man is not going to back down from any challenge, no matter who, n matter what, no matter where."

Everyone is left confused and questioning each other about who she could mean until your music hits. The TitanTron flares up in bright orange flames and the actual video for the song is also played when you walk out. You fix your hair and walk up to Zelina who has a big grin on her face. She's offering you the microphone, but you shake your head in denial, doing this your way. So with hard and heavy steps, you walk to the ring, slide in and get right in AJ's face. The Phenomenal One tries to trashtalk, but that leaves you completely cold. You actually look at your wrist as if you're wearing a watch on it to say you got no time for this. Before AJ can walk away though, you pull him around and hit him right in the face, dropping him to the floor. Yes, the punch really knocked him out and you're the last man standing, finally taking the mic.

Y/N:" You see, everyone. I've been waiting for this moment. This lazy suck up has been trashing everyone, thinking he's the best around here. But no, I will prove to you that I am the top of the food chain. I'll even open a can of whoopass and throw that all around. God damn, all this arrogance makes me sick."

You then are about to step away, but Aj grabs your ankle in one last attempt to show resistance. Lifting your head in annoyance, you crack your neck and pick the poor man off the ring canvas. His consciousness is still miles away right now, but he's able to stand, only for  moment though. The cause for his downfall this time is the tip of your elbow connecting with his neck, dropping him again. smiling you get out of the ring and walk up the ramp where Zelina has been waiting the whole time. She's also smiling at the chaos and even slightly slaps your chest in an attempt to show her support for you. you're sure this will get everyone talking in public and online.

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Walking backstage, the fun doesn't stop as Kayla Braxton is coming towards you with a camera man behind her. She looks slightly troubled after witnessing what you just did out there.

Kayla:" Y/N, you just made your return to TV. What was the cause for attacking AJ like that?"

Y/N:" Arrogance. AJ thinks he can run this place all alone by his own standard and set of rules. Let me tell you, little one. I don't give a damn if I need one night..."

The crowd reacts with an immediate 'What?'-chant. This almost causes you to chuckle, but you keep a straight face.

Y/N:" Two nights...Three nights. I could kick his ass around the arena as long as I want and there's nobody who will stop me. You wanna set up a roadblock? Screw that! I'll break through it and I'll take this place down faster than you can put on your makeup. I'm telling this world to stay out of my way. I am not here for games, I will beat everyone who tries to block me. Mark my words!"

With you now out of the picture, Kayla asks Zelina a few questions.

Kayla:" Zelina Vega, why did you align yourself with Y/N? I thought you were Andrade's manager."

Zelina:" Andrade isn't here for some time, so I seized the opportunity to get a new contender in. Y/N seemed the best fit for it and so I chose him to let him carry out this line of work."

Kayla:" But what do you hope to get out of this? Is there anything beneficial for you?"

Zelina:" I helped people to the top before and I will do that again. Y/N is very different from Andrade, but I could see them work together in the future. The competition won't know what hit them, just like AJ doesn't know what hit him tonight."

After that, Zelina walks away as well and the program cuts to commercial. You're at the buffet right now, getting something to eat since your part is over. It's some kind of tradition for you to only eat after you're done for the night. Otherwise you would be late because the bathroom calls for you. It's not that you can't eat, you just don't want to. And seeing your physique, you definately keep track of what you do to your body. It's like Rage Against The Machine saying 'Fuck you, I won't do what you tell me' and that's another motto you go by. Getting orders from someone else? Fuck that person. Being told to keep up with the time? Fuck it. This isn't your style. You like breaking rules and kicking fools. Sitting down, you're about to dig into your food when suddenly you hear a gasp next to you. When you turn to meet that person's gaze, you realize that you just sat down next to Lacey Evans.

Y/N:" What are ya lookin' at?"

Lacey:" Nothing, just another nasty poisoning the air of a classy human being."

Y/N:" Oh come on, you're not really that snobby outside of the ring. Geez, get some time in with friends or something."

Lacey:" Pfft. I'm not sharing the same space with you."

Y/N:"Then why in the name of all that's damned are you still sitting here? Are you expecting me to leave or what?"

Lacey:" That's what a real gentleman would do, you nasty."

Y/N:" Oh god, I'm here with another one of those."

Lacey:" What do you mean 'another one'?"

Y/N:" Bratty girls who think they're the queen of blablabla. Acting all high and mighty, just to get dumped by the next best guy they like. Geez, get a life."

You then take your plate and sit down at another table where nobody will annoy you. Yes, Lacey goes off about that talk at the moment and is about to come over towards you again, but seeing your gaze, she decides to let it go and walks away from the catering area. You sigh in relief and finally enjoy your food. Being back on tv is gonna cause some buzz in the next few hours and your social media will blow up in the morning.