Becoming A Wrestler

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Sandro smiled, looking out the window as the city lights zipped by. "It's been busy, but good. Dusty's got some big ideas, and the talent coming through right now, it's inspiring. We've been focusing on building the brand as something more than just a developmental territory."

Jack nodded, clearly interested. "And the War Games idea? Any progress?"

"We're getting there," Sandro said. "Dusty and I are brainstorming how to make it distinctive enough to feel fresh, even for hardcore fans who grew up with the original concept. But it's not just about the matches anymore; it's about the characters, their stories, and the connections we can create with the audience."

Jack studied his son, a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "You're becoming quite the storyteller, aren't you?"

Sandro shrugged, a faint smile on his lips. "I've had good examples in wrestling that helped me create stories."

As the conversation deepened, the car pulled up in front of Joey's Pizza, a cozy, family-owned spot with neon lights buzzing faintly in the windows. They stepped inside, the smell of fresh dough and melted cheese hitting them instantly. Jack ordered a large pepperoni pizza for the table while Sandro opted for a slice of classic Margherita.

Sandro leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table. "Speaking of stories, what's going on with Nexum Core? Any new projects I should know about?"

Jack's expression grew thoughtful. "Plenty. We've got eyes on expanding into more digital markets, but honestly, today was the highlight. You crushed it in that meeting, Sandro. Seeing you handle seasoned execs like that, it was something else truly."

Sandro waved it off, a bit embarrassed. "It's just about knowing what you're talking about. Besides, the Marvel legacy speaks for itself, Dad. They just needed firm hands to ensure they were always straight"

"True," Jack said, leaning back as their pizza arrived. He grabbed a slice and took a big bite. "But not everyone could've sold that vision the way you did. Stan Lee himself was impressed, and that's no small feat."

Sandro smiled, taking a bite of his own slice. "Thanks, Dad. But let's not give me too much credit yet. There's still a long way to go."

Back at the FCW headquarters in Tampa, Dusty Rhodes sat at the head of a long wooden table in the main conference room. Across from him were several young women, their expressions a mix of excitement and nervous energy. Beside Dusty sat Steve Keirn, nodding thoughtfully as the paperwork was laid out in front of each new recruit.

"Ladies," Dusty began in his trademark Southern drawl, his voice both commanding and warm, "welcome to FCW. Y'all are about to embark on a journey that'll test ya, challenge ya, and if you're willin' to work hard enough, it'll change your lives."

Davina Rose and Rebecca Knox, seated next to each other, exchanged glances. Both had grown up idolizing wrestlers like Dusty Rhodes and Ric Flair, and now they were sitting in a room with these legends. It felt surreal.

Across from them sat Ashley Elizabeth Flair, a tall, blonde woman exuding confidence, though there was a slight edge of nervousness in her eyes. Her father, Ric Flair, sat beside her, his signature larger-than-life presence filling the room. He leaned over and whispered something to Ashley, who smiled faintly but kept her composure.

On the other side of the table was Alexis Kaufman, a petite blonde with a bright, almost childlike enthusiasm. She was flanked by her parents, who looked equally thrilled to be there.

As Dusty spoke, Davina leaned closer to Rebecca. "I can't believe this," she whispered. "That's Dusty Rhodes, the 'American Dream' just sitting right before us.'"

Rebecca, equally awestruck, nodded. "And Ric Flair was here as well, I never expected his daughter also wanted to become a wrestler," she added in a hushed tone. "This is insane."

Dusty caught the exchange and grinned. "I see some of y'all whisperin' over there. Don't worry; I know it's a lot to take in. But let me tell ya, the legends don't matter right now. What matters is what you're gonna bring to this business. This is your chance to make your mark."

Ric Flair, who had been mostly observing, leaned forward, his voice booming. "Dusty's right. It's about what you do in that ring. You've got the opportunity of a lifetime here, and trust me when I say, the hard work starts now."

Davina and Rebecca sat up straighter, their expressions turning serious. Alexis, too, seemed to absorb the weight of Ric's words, her usually bubbly demeanor replaced by a focused determination.

Steve Keirn chimed in. "Alright, folks, let's go over the contracts. Davina Rose and Rebecca Knox, you're signing on as active wrestlers. You'll be competing in our women's division, which we're building into something special. Maybe in the future, the two of you could be competing for our Divas championship as well."

Davina and Rebecca nodded, their excitement palpable as they reached for the pens laid out in front of them to sign the contract. They can't wait to compete for the FCW Divas championship in the future.

Steve turned to Ashley and Alexis. "Ashley Flair and Alexis Kaufman, you're signing training contracts. That means you'll be working with our coaches, learning the fundamentals, and getting ready to step into the ring when the time comes."

Ashley's eyes flicked to her father, who gave her an encouraging nod. She picked up the pen and signed the contract with a steady hand. Alexis hesitated for a moment, glancing at her parents, who smiled reassuringly. She took a deep breath and signed as well.

When the contracts were signed, Dusty clapped his hands together. "Alright, y'all, welcome to FCW. We're glad to have ya. But remember, this is just the beginning. From here on out, it's up to you to prove you belong."

As the group stood up, Ric Flair approached Dusty, extending a hand. "Good to see you again, Dusty."

Dusty grinned, shaking Ric's hand firmly. "Good to see you too, Nature Boy. Always a pleasure."

Meanwhile, Davina, Rebecca, and Alexis stood off to the side, still processing everything. Davina nudged Rebecca. "Did you see that? Ric Flair and Dusty Rhodes shaking hands. We're witnessing history."

Alexis, overhearing, chimed in. "I know! This feels like a dream."

Dusty noticed the group and walked over, his tone softening. "Listen, ladies, I know it's a lot right now, but y'all got what it takes. Just remember to stay humble, work hard, and never forget why you started this journey."

The young women nodded, their admiration for Dusty evident. As the meeting wrapped up, the new recruits filed out, their excitement buzzing in the air. Dusty and Steve stayed behind, reviewing the paperwork.

"You think they've got what it takes?" Steve asked, glancing at Dusty.

Dusty smiled, leaning back in his chair. "Oh, they've got it, Steve. They just don't know it yet. But mark my words, these girls are gonna be somethin' special."

Outside the meeting room, the energy among the four new FCW signees was a mix of nervous excitement and cautious optimism. Davina Rose and Rebecca Knox, the more experienced wrestlers, had already begun to form a bond. Their shared experiences as seasoned competitors gave them a natural camaraderie, which Ashley Flair and Alexis Kaufman, both newcomers to the business, gravitated toward.

Davina turned to Ashley and Alexis with a warm smile. "So, you're both just starting out, huh? Don't worry, Rebecca and I have been through the grind. We'll help you out with whatever you need."

Ashley's confidence flickered briefly as she glanced at Davina. "Really? That'd mean a lot. I'm still wrapping my head around all of this. Even though my dad was the great Ric Flair, hearing stories and sharing experiences is very different compared to going through the actual training."

Rebecca chuckled as she heard what Ashley said, shaking her head a bit. "Trust us, Ashley. We've been through it all, the grueling training sessions, long nights on the road, and bad catering. You'll two survive don't worry."

Alexis, her wide-eyed enthusiasm impossible to miss, chimed in, "Thank you so much! I'm a little nervous, but I'm so excited. Wrestling's always been my dream."

Rebecca gave her a reassuring nod. "Nerves are good. They keep you sharp. And hey, you're starting in a place like FCW. You're in good hands."

As the four continued to chat, an FCW coach approached, clipboard in hand. He was a no-nonsense kind of guy but had a welcoming demeanor that immediately put the group at ease. "Alright, ladies," he said, his voice carrying authority without being overbearing. "Time to get familiar with your new home. Follow me, and I'll give you a tour."

Ric Flair and Alexis' parents trailed behind the group, their presence a comforting support for their daughters. The coach began the tour, pointing out key areas of the FCW headquarters, the locker rooms, the promo studio, the medical facilities, the FCW Arena, and the creative office. Each stop brought new insights into the inner workings of the developmental territory.

By the time they reached the training area, the four young women had a better sense of what they'd signed up for. The sound of bodies hitting the mat echoed through the space, a reminder of the hard work that lay ahead. In the ring, three women were deep in training. The coach paused and gestured toward them.

"April, Nicole, Brianna!" he called out. "Come meet the new guys who joined FCW."

The three women stopped what they were doing and turned their heads, their expressions shifting from focus to curiosity. They slid out of the ring, sweat glistening from their intense session, and approached the group.

April, the smallest of the trio but with an undeniable presence, extended her hand. "Hi, I'm April. Welcome to FCW!"

Nicole followed suit, her demeanor calm but confident. "Nicole. Nice to meet you all."

Brianna, a bit more energetic, smiled brightly. "I'm Brianna. Hope you're ready to work hard!"

Davina and Rebecca exchanged glances, clearly recognizing April and Nicole. Davina spoke first, her voice tinged with awe. "April, you're the former FCW Divas Champion, right? I watched your matches. You were incredible as the inaugural champion, your reign was very long and dominant."

April's eyes widened slightly, then she chuckled. "Guilty as charged. But trust me, Nicole here gave me a run for my money. She's the current champ now."

Rebecca added, "I saw that match. It was fantastic. And seeing the two of you training together like this… it's really cool. It shows how supportive the environment here is and not toxic compared to other promotions that I have gone through."

Nicole smiled warmly. "Thanks. We're all about pushing each other to be better. No egos, just hard work. And with Dusty here, I don't think anyone dared to do bad things."

Brianna jumped in, grinning. "Also a little fun along the way is great to alleviate mental exhaustion. Can't forget that."

The coach gestured toward the ring. "This is where you'll be spending a lot of your time. Training, sparring, perfecting your craft. April, Nicole, Brianna, make sure these ladies get up to speed."

April nodded. "Of course. Looking forward to it."

As the group continued to talk, Ric Flair and Alexis' parents stood to the side, watching with pride. Ric, who knows the business well, couldn't help but comment. "Dusty's got something special here. These women are the future of wrestling."

Ashley, hearing her father, turned and smiled. She felt a renewed determination to prove herself in this space. She glanced at Alexis, who seemed equally resolved.

Davina leaned toward Rebecca and whispered, "I think we're going to fit in just fine here."

Rebecca nodded. "Agreed. This place has something special."

As the tour wrapped up, the new recruits were left buzzing with excitement. They'd met legends, signed contracts, and now stood on the brink of a new chapter in their lives. The road ahead wouldn't be easy, but for the first time, they truly felt ready.

Meanwhile, April, Nicole, and Brianna watched the new group walk away, exchanging knowing smiles.

April crossed her arms, tilting her head thoughtfully. "You know, I think they're going to shake things up around here."

Nicole smirked. "Good. We could use some fresh competition."

Brianna nodded enthusiastically. "And maybe some new friends. They seem like a solid group." The three women returned to the ring, ready to continue their training. But now, they couldn't help but feel a spark of excitement. FCW women's division finally had a new addition and was growing, and with it, the promise of new match opponents and a new storyline would be introduced.

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Name: Alessandro Zhang

Age: 19 (2009)

Birthplace: Orlando, Florida USA

Brand: FCW

Wrestling Style: Mixed Of All Style

Faction: Dragon Boom (Tag Team)

Championship History: 1x FCW Tag Team Champions