Thread: WWE: Return of the Phenom (Athene & christian7_41king)

Alisyn Hatheway ... Did he just smile? The gesture wouldn't normally be something that seemed extraordinary or anything. However, because of whom she saw grin, that was a feat in itself. Some of the Superstars and Divas continued to maintain their acts even out of the ring. She had definitely wondered who fell under the respective categories of people who stayed in character or not even if they weren't fighting. As such, it was a big deal in its own rights to see someone like the very same man who played the Dead Man smile. And, in turn, it caused her to return the favor. It was faint, but if one paid attention, they would note her own grin before leaving. As the two Superstars exited the room, Alisyn paused to think over everything she wanted to say. It wasn't that she didn't know but this was one of those moments where first impressions really counted. This was especially true with the fact Alisyn was in front of Mr. McMahon himself. Well, she finally started, nodding after finalizing gathering her thoughts, I ... want to join. Even before this ... incident, I've been watching WWE for a good number of years. Even when the franchise was still in the WWF years, I was following along with the show. Given a quick glance, it was pretty simple to determine around which Era she was referring to. Hopefully, that would be an extra bonus point, if only because it meant she was by no means ignorant. Despite being accidentally pulled in and slammed onto the ground, that taste of the action ... made me kinda want more, not less. ... Was it really going to be that easy? Somewhere, Alisyn had this horrible feeling it shouldn't be, no doubt from her logical and slightly pessimistic sides kicking in. So when Vince proved her wrong, she was blown away. ... Wait, what? Her mouth fell agape for a few seconds. As the shock wore off and was replaced with happiness, however, she chuckled jovially and accepted the hand shake. I ... wow! Thank you so much! Her head eagerly nodded as Alisyn acknowledged and accepted the condition of needing to be trained. Yeah. Very fair and understandable. Alright! Taking the pen into her empty hand, she quickly jotted her name and cell phone number down before handing the card back to Vince. When the offer on whether she wanted help to get back home was voice, Alisyn's mouth originally opened to reject it. However, she soon remembered the same thing her mind had taken note of when she woke up. She had been on live television. There were likely tons of paparazzi waiting for her. Hmm. Maybe, if only to avoid unwanted attention. Physically, I could get back, but ... I don't really feel like dealing with social media. So if that could be arranged, I'd appreciate it. Offering a somewhat nervous - but still genuine - smile to Vince, she watched him stand up and leave. Her heart began to pound wildly in her chest as everything started to hit her even harder than the Phenom had. ... At least it had been on accident. Still, it didn't change the fact the impact and injury had hurt all the same. About ten minutes passed before one of the many security guards walked inside. Offering little more than a 'come on' gesture, Alisyn was led out to the parking garage, where a limo was waiting. Sure enough, as the elegant car pulled out and traveled down the road, her concerns were confirmed. Tons of people had indeed been waiting with cameras, recorders, and other numerous devices. This had definitely been the right choice to make. Eliciting her own sigh of relief, Alisyn leaned back in her seat, feeling absolutely ecstatic. This may not have been her original goal in life. But now that she had it, she definitely had no intentions of losing this opportunity. Common sense suggested the training would be very difficult, but still worth it in the end. Although the paparazzi had missed her, it didn't keep Alisyn from being contacted. At least it was from ... people she was okay speaking to, namely her parents. Various friends, relatives, and so on called her over the next few days to ask how Alisyn was doing. They would all receive the name answer consisting of two words. I'm fine! The concern was appreciated. But after hearing the same question repeated over adn over, it was rather tiring. Moreover, her focus had mostly been on Vince's talk about coming up with a persona. For one, did Divas really take those up? Not usually, which would make her even more unique. But two - and the most vital thing that had plagued her thus far - was what should she do? In the end, she decided to wait. It would probably be something that would be brought up again. When it was mentioned, then she could brainstorm. Until that day arrived, there was something more important, and she was preparing for it now. Vince had called her the next day and gave her a time and location to meet up. Three days had passed since she got the call. Her first official training session was about to start and Alisyn was nervous. ... Who's gonna do this, anyway? It could literally be pretty much anyone. Vince was one to enjoy teasing people in his own ways so, naturally, she had no idea whom she was going to be meeting up with. Guess we'll find out soon enough, she mused, taking another deep breath as she stared at herself clad in a set of black workout clothes . When she was satisfied with her appearance, Alisyn grabbed the dufflebag beside her, which held a spare change of clothes, her wallet, and the keys to the hotel room. She ended up extending her stay here ... with a bit of help. Even though she had said money wasn't an issue, she got aid regardless. It would, supposedly, be easier when things were finalized. Prior to that though, there was going to be a lot of moving around, which had been another thing she went through with doing. Quitting her original job, something that - truthfully - she hadn't enjoyed much in the first place. So ... yeah. Alisyn was more than okay with never being a waitress again. Hoisting the bag over her shoulder, Alisyn began the walk back to the same stadium the last episode had been aired in. Her steps slowed as she entered, quickly realizing that not only was she uncertain who to meet, but also where to go. ... Damn. Umm, hello? I'm here for my training? So you're Booker's failed hostage, huh? It took a bit of looking around. Finally, the source of the voice stepped out from one of the few shadowy areas of the stadium to reveal her identity. If you really are as up-to-date as Vince hinted, we shouldn't need any introductions I assume? Alisyn swallowed nervously, taking a moment to study the woman across from her before shaking her head no. You'd be correct, Miss Victoria . The greeting caused Victoria to raise an eyebrow and simultaneously snicker. Miss? Heh. Well, that's lesson number one. Throw your manners out the window. Now . Because no one's gonna show them back to you, especially while you're in the ring. Out of? Maybe and that's a huge one. Question number one ... you even been in a fight? Or any activity with any sort of physical contact? ... Was she being bitchy just for the fuck of it or was this supposed to be a display of tough love. She couldn't tell and that made Alisyn slightly more anxious than she'd already been prior to arriving. Fair, she agreed, knowing that - unfortunately - she did have a point. Some of the women had even worse attitudes than some of the Superstars. Yeah. I did Tae Kwon Do for a bit. Good. This won't be as hopeless as I thought. Her eyes narrowed as she shot an irked glare, glad Victoria was turned around and thus didn't see it. Still, she held her tongue - for now, anyway - and followed the two back into the same ring she'd been so close to almost a week ago. Leave your shit outside and join me. We'll see how much you remember.