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Feeling unappreciated it’s the most hardest thing to feel stay safe yall and remember love yourself when other don’t love you back😞

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SOMETIMES U JUST GOTTA SAY F EVERYTHING BURN IT TO THE GROWN AND START FROM SCRATCH STAY SAFE OUT THERE MY KINGS AND QUEENS

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The GM office is heavy with the scent of expensive cologne and the lingering tension of a title change. Shawn Michaels is leaning back in his chair, boots up on the desk, when the door practically flies off its hinges.
**The Samoan Hulk:** (Slamming his hands on the desk) I WANT MY REMATCH, SHAWN!
**Shawn Michaels:** (Sighing, not even flinching) You know, Hulk, for a guy as big as you, you sure do make a lot of noise. You want a rematch? What makes you think I’m just gonna hand you another shot? If you ask me, the Kliq got exactly what was coming to them. Ethan Page went out there and took that NXT North American Championship away from you fair and square.
Shawn stands up, walking around the desk to look the powerhouse in the eye.
**Shawn Michaels:** You and your so-called faction have caused enough chaos around here. But here is the good part: you and your leader made a whole lotta enemies.
Shawn’s expression softens, the cocky HBK facade slipping into genuine concern.
**Shawn Michaels:** Hulk... I see a lot of talent in you. A lot. Why put yourself in a situation you can’t win? Step away from the shadows, man. Be something more than just a tool.
The heavy oak doors swing open again. **R2K** strides in, radiating a cold, calculated energy. Behind him, **El Tauro** stands like a stone wall, his arms crossed.
**R2K:** Shawn. I need a word with Hulk.
Shawn looks at Hulk, his mouth opening as if to give one last piece of advice, but he catches the look in R2K’s eyes. He knows when the air in the room has turned toxic.
**Shawn Michaels:** (Low voice) Okay. Have it your way.
Shawn grabs his jacket and exits, the door clicking shut behind him. The silence that follows is deafening. R2K stares at the Samoan Hulk with a look of pure, simmering frustration.
**R2K:** Have a seat.
The Samoan Hulk, a man who just stood up to a Hall of Famer, quietly takes a chair. R2K doesn’t sit behind the desk; he sits on the very edge of the GM’s table, looming over Hulk.
**R2K:** What is our task?
**The Samoan Hulk:** (Stuttering) Our... our task is to take over NXT. Then proceed to the main roster and continue our dominance.
**R2K:** (Leaning in closer) That’s right. I find it funny—everyone else gets that part of the task. Everyone except for *you*.
The Samoan Hulk looks down, the weight of the disappointment hitting harder than any clothesline. He looks like a man who knows he's failed his blood.
**R2K:** I’ma talk to Shawn myself and get you that rematch. And you better wrestle like your life depends on it. You bring that title back home. Do I make myself clear?
**The Samoan Hulk:** (Nodding slightly) Yes. I hear you loud and clear.
**R2K:** (A cold, thin smile spreading across his face) Good. Glad we had this conversation. You can leave now.
The Samoan Hulk stands and exits the room without another word. R2K stays on the edge of the desk for a moment, then reaches into his pocket and pulls out his smartphone. He stares at the screen, his thumb hovering over the glass.
**R2K:** Call him, Siri.
**Smartphone:** OK. Calling him.
The camera zooms in on R2K’s face—unreadable and ruthless—as the ringing tone echoes through the quiet office.
**[FADE TO BLACK]**



The locker room is thick with the scent of leather and tape. **Leon** and **Ricky** stand tall, the NXT Tag Team Championships draped over their shoulders, the gold reflecting the harsh overhead lights. **El Tauro** stands near the door, a silent monolith of muscle.
**R2K** sits dead center in a leather recliner, the king of his own domain. He leans forward, his eyes locking onto his enforcer.
**R2K:** Tauro... I’ma need you to block whoever is trying to get past them curtains. By any means.
El Tauro doesn't say a word. He simply nods, his shadow stretching across the floor as he shifts his weight, already visualizing the line he’s about to draw in the sand.
R2K turns his attention to his foot soldiers. His gaze is heavy, calculating.
**R2K:** You two don’t have to worry about too much. Just keep sending a message—not only to the NXT Tag Team division, but any division that decides to step up and take what we earned. What we achieved. What we shed blood for.
He pauses, a dark shadow crossing his face as he thinks about the earlier confrontation in the GM's office.
**R2K:** And as for our friend Hulk... well, let’s just say every dog has his day.
R2K pulls a Backwood from his pocket, lighting it with a steady hand. He leans back into the recliner, eyes fixed on the ceiling as he exhales a thick cloud of smoke that lingers in the air like a storm front.
**R2K:** But I feel like *this* dog may not see many more.
The air in the room turns ice cold. R2K snaps up from the recliner, moving with a sudden, predatory energy. He steps into the personal space of Leon and Ricky, looking them dead in the eyes before pointing a finger at the gold on their shoulders.
**R2K:** (Raising his voice) YOU TWO ARE THE NEW FACES OF THE TAG TEAM DIVISION! You two will leave a trail of devastation each time you perform in that ring!
He rests his heavy hands on their shoulders, grounding them, marking them.
**R2K:** You two are not just the future. You two are the truth that unfolds the lies that infect this company.
R2K turns his back, his long coat sweeping the floor as he heads toward the exit. He stops just at the threshold of the hallway, the light from the arena corridor silhouetting his frame. He looks back over his shoulder one last time.
**R2K:** And if this place is infected, it’s our job to be the cure. We don’t trust *no one* in this company. It’s only the family.
He narrows his eyes, the smoke from his cigar trailing behind him.
**R2K:** And soon, people around here are gonna find that out... the easy way, or the deadliest way.
Without waiting for a response, R2K turns and disappears into the shadows of the hallway.

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The air in the press conference room is thick with static. **El Hijo del Vikingo**, chest heaving, stands inches away from the **AAA Latin American Champion, Reaper R2K**. The cameras are flashing, but the room is deathly quiet.
### The Confrontation
**Vikingo:** (Voice low, trembling with intensity)
"You carry that belt like you earned it, R2K. But we both know you’re just a ghost haunting a throne that belongs to a king. I’ve defied gravity in every arena from Mexico to Tokyo. I’ve beaten the best this world has to offer while you were hiding in the shadows of SSU. You remember Triplemanía? You remember the blood? I haven't forgotten."
**R2K:** (A cold, hollow chuckle)
"Achievements? You talk about 'gravity' and 'spots' like they mean something in my world. You’re a gymnast in a mask, Vikingo. I am a career-ender. I didn't come to AAA to trade arm-drags; I came to collect souls. That title? It’s not just gold—it’s the weight of every person I’ve broken to keep it. You’re just next on the list."
**Vikingo:** (Stepping closer, forehead to forehead)
"Then break me! Because until you do, I am the rightful heir to that legacy. I’ve held that gold before, and I know exactly how it feels. It feels like *destiny*. What does it feel like to you? Fear?"
### The Breaking Point
The two men surge forward, shoulders colliding. Two AAA security guards immediately dive between them, straining to keep the high-flyer and the monster apart.
**Manager:** (Screaming, face turning red)
**"OKAY, THAT’S ENOUGH!!!!!!"**
The room goes silent. The Manager adjusts his tie, glaring at both men.
**Manager:**
"You two want to rip each other's throats out? Fine! But it’s not going to be back here in the conference area. You two are going to do it in the ring! And YOU, R2K... I don’t care how they do things over there in SSU, but here, we play by the rules. Tonight, you will be putting the **AAA Latin American Championship** on the line against Vikingo... in an **EXTREME RULES MATCH!** Now, what do you have to say about that?!"
### The Reaper’s Warning
R2K stops struggling. A slow, twisted, evil smile spreads across his face as he looks the Manager dead in the eye.
**R2K:**
"Fine. But I promise you... his blood and his medical bills will be on *your* hands. If that’s the price you’re willing to pay, so be it. But just to warn you: I have no control over what happens in that ring. You just better pray to God that I don’t turn it into a crime scene."
R2K snatches his title off the table, jerking his shoulders.
**R2K:**
"Get off me!"
He brushes past the guards, walking toward the exit. As he passes Vikingo, he leans in close, whispering with a venomous smirk:
**R2K:**
*"Espero que a tu novia le guste la carne extra en su taco, porque después de que termine contigo, va a necesitar un nuevo papi para rellenar su cáscara de taco."*
### Aftermath
Vikingo’s eyes turn bloodshot. He explodes in a fit of rage, lunging toward R2K, but the guards tackle him back, barely holding the luchador’s fury at bay. R2K doesn't even look back; he just chuckles, "See you soon," and disappears down the hall.
Vikingo yanks his arms free from the guards, his breath coming in ragged gasps, staring at the empty doorway. The Manager steps in front of him, placing a firm hand on his chest.
**Manager:**
"Hey! Don’t worry about him. Don’t let him get into your head. **STAY FOCUSED.**"
Vikingo doesn't say a word. He looks over his shoulder one last time, the fire of pure revenge burning in his eyes. Tonight, the air won't be the only thing that's thick—the canvas will be painted red.

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So I need yall opinion because lux thinks he is the best looking one🤣so it’s time for a vote on which cat is more prettier(heads up) lux hates pictures so I had to bribe him to stay still lol

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