It was my first time within a company in God knows how long. I wasn't sure what to expect when I got a call back from Foxy Roxy herself, offering me a job. I had expected a letter, maybe an e-mail, when I sent in my application, but a call from Foxy Roxy herself was more than I bargained for. Welcomed, but it surprised me. To get a job within the Domain had been something of a dream of mine. I had seen it within the top five wrestling companies for years, but I never really sent in anything. I thought about it, yeah, but I always had something else to do. Whether that be obligations with other companies, or personal reasons. Whatever it was, it had always stood in my way from sending any sort of application into the Domain. I didn't have any sort of credencials to speak of, only the word of other company owners. I had written the numbers of my references, and maybe they had given me a good word. Was it possible they had spoken well to Foxy Roxy, and in turn, she had given me a job? Not saying I don't deserve it, because I do. I've worked my ass off for years trying to get into this industry, to get where I am today. I earned my way to the Domain, and I'm not going to let anybody take it away from me. I'm going to get what I deserve, no matter what anybody says. "It's going to be my first match within the Domain, hell, within this circuit." The words rang through my hears, and I suddenly realized the magnitude of them. I had never been in this circuit before. The dangers that awaited me were unknown, and it was a bit scary. It didn't matter to me though. I would face them head on, including this Leaky Format person, and Kabuki whatever-the-hell-his-name-is. "What kind of jobber uses the performance name, Leaky Format? Are you joking? Were you some sort of a plumber before you decided to come to the world of wrestling? I'm not quite sure I understand why that would even be a choice. Did you go through the dictionary of lame ring names, and decide that one was the lamest, so you wrote it on your resume? It truth, it doesn't matter what your name is, because it won't matter after I nail you to the mat." It was okay for Roxy to put me in the opening match, simply because I was new. But after I destroyed these two, it would be only fair for her to up me a match. The number two match would be perfectly fine. Whatever said that I was better than these two losers. "And Kabuki Dragon...what the hell kind of world have I stepped into? The bottom pit of the Domain, where all the wannabes lye, no doubt. Are you some type of asian wrestling, possibly from Japan? I really hope so, because it'd be kind of sad if you weren't. You know, if you had a name like that and were like whiter than snow or something. That'd be kind of pitiful. I'm just hoping though. Since I've got jobber Leaky over here, and hopefully asian Kabuki Dragon." Who the hell are these two douchebags? I don't even know. I'm so confused. "The truth of the matter is, I don't know either of you, I don't want to, and even if I did I probably wouldn't like you. I don't know what's in store for me, but with the names you have, I'd bet my bottom dollar that I won't find much resistence from you two. So, I guess I'll see you in the ring. Hopefully you'll bring some talent with you, but I highly doubt it." The scene fades to black as a shake my head in disgust. An easy win for my debut match. Right on.