New Heel

Brad was down the large hallway through the backstage area, he was a new signiee to RAW, and one of the best they had signed in quiet a while. He was expected to perform as soon as his contract was enacted, which was the following Monday. He was looking forward to it, especially to meeting his ideal, Randy Orton, whom he had even made a modified finisher over.

His tall 6'3 frame walking through the backstae was not the largest but he definitely looked tall being built as near perfect as he was. His body seemed to be carried perfectly with just the right amount of muscle over his arms and legs, with a seemingly perfect tan and sheen over his body as well. Yes, he truly was going to make quiet an appearance on RAW for his first Debut.

Brooke was walking in black knee high boots, a short black skirt with matching top.

She was walking backstage until she bumped into someone making her fall backwards.

Turning around Brad, noticed that someone had bumped into him and fell backwards after doing so. He noticed it was one of the newer divas that he hadn't seen as much, and sighed after looking at her on the ground. "You should watch were you are walking. You could have hurt yourself." His voice deep as he sighed and shook his head a bit.

Brooke looked up to see a huge man.

"Im sorry" she said.

"I guess it's alright, just don't bump into me again." His voice sounded menacing and serious as he always was not even lending a hand to help the poor girl up. 'She can get herself up' He thought to himself, if she could make it on RAW anyway.

Brooke laughed before she stood up.

"I will bump into whoever I want to. And do not give me rudeness" Brooke shot.

Taking a step towards her trying to immediate her with his immense size he began to speak just as menacingly as before, "I don't have to listen to you. You're just a Diva. I'm the future, of the WWE"

"The diva's are respected more than the superstars. I have been here longer than you so I have more rights" she shot.

"And I know for a fact your not the future of the WWE" she said.

Brad's anger boiling he quickly overshadowed her even more completely covering over her, his jaw tighten and his eyes small and concentrated on her face. "I am the future of the WWE and you along with the rest of the locker room will see it soon enough."

"No we will see you get released in like a month" she said showing she wasn't scared of Brad.

"Well you will see after I completely and utterly destory whoever is my first match. And I do mean destory, I will make it so they never wrestle....again." His voice very menacing as if his every word were on the edge of a blood tipped knife.

"I will believe it when I see it" Brooke said.

"You and everyone else will see soon enough." Brad promised through his angered words.

"Now move your in my way" Brooke said.

"Excuse me, but you're not going to talk to me that way." Brad barked at her and continued to order her with a command of his own. "You can walk around me."

"I will talk to you like that" she yelled back.

"And if you don't move then I will make you" she said.

Sturdying his stance he looked at her and said, "Let's see you move me."

Brooke grinned before she rose her arm up to slap Brad across the face.

Brad took the slap and turned with it but it had unphased the rest of his body which he had now responded to with turnning his neck about. "You do not want to hit me again." He said his face looking as if his jaw was clenched tighter then before.

"Oh really" she laughed before she slapped him once more.

Brad immediately lifted her up and pushed her against the concrete painted wall that was just behind her and to the side a bit. "I told you, you did not want to do that again."

"If you don't put me down Il do something, you won't like" she said.

Securing her against the wall he was unintimiadatd, "And what's that?" He asked.

"This" she said kickin ghim in the croutch.

Taking the hit he groaned out loud and dropped her, it did hurt greatly, but he wasn't about to go out. "Stupid girl."