Roman Reigns sat in the trainer’s office, he had hurt his calf muscle during a training session before Destiny and he missed out on fighting for the Break Out Championship. Now he had a match against Bray Wyatt and it was time proved to the entire world just what he was capable of, which he had proved against The Undertaker but now it was time he proved it against Bray Wyatt. So Roman Reigns had to prove to himself that he was ready to be a champion too, so as he left the trainer’s office, he was approached by Dolph Ziggler.

”Roman… Roman! Just the man I wanted to see…”

Roman narrowed his cold, dead eyes upon Dolph Ziggler as he simply scoffed before he spoke.

”What do you want, Dolph? Are you here to rub salt in the wounds? Because if you are, there is no need, I am going to go out there on Warfare and I am going to take the FIGHT to Bray Wyatt, now if you would excuse me, Dolph, I have a match to prepare for!”

Dolph chuckled at Roman’s words before he began to speak.

”Well since your mind is made up Roman, then I won’t stand in your way, just remember something… I am just that DAMN good. So it is Too Bad that I am Too Good, who knows Roman, I might be the one to end Jeff Hardy’s reign as the Breakout Champion! Anyway… just a heads up Roman, I'll be watching you match come Warfare, and where I might be Too Good, there is always room for a protege! Good luck, Rome!”

With that said, Dolph walked away leaving Roman Reigns glaring at him in sheer anger before he stated.

"Walk away Dolph because you and I both know that after I KNOCK OUT Bray Wyatt, I will be moving on to getting some championship gold around my waist and you... can... BELIEVE....THAT!"

With that stated, the scene faded to black.


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OOC Note: Sorry for this being short and late, but I only just got my internet back.