As Raziel strolls down the hall towards Vince’s office he ponder to himself, ‘Ah, so this is the place of my soon-to-be employment. Wrestling or Sports entertainment as they call it is very popular among these people. Its origins are barbaric, symbolizing the instinct to fight. I will enjoy this greatly. I’ll have to familiarize myself with the people, in order to emulate them properly. UGH! I’d prefer not to pick up on their speech patterns. There’s really too many dialects for English.’

Raziel enters Vince’s office and finds Vince on the phone.

Vince "I don’t care what it takes! _{BUY BUY} BUY!" He looks up to see Raziel. "I’ll call u back my 1:00 o’clock is here."

Vince takes in Raziel appearance. Those tangled locks of ebony hair, brilliant azul eyes, pale complexion and the fanged smirk! His fangs are not as big as Gangrel’s but they’re close. He looks to be in great physical fitness. He looks better than most of my wrestlers. He allows himself a slight grin. He’ll definitely be a lady-killer and the men will think he’s cool. Vince’s eyes flash dollar signs $.$!!!!!!

As Vince takes in Raziel appear, Raziel too sums up the boss. Why is he looking and smiling at me like that? Perhaps the old man has gone through too many traumas and is unaware of reality. He had taken quite a beating on Smackdown and Raw. I guess I’ll have to tolerate his odd behavior.

Vince snaps out of revere and stands immediately to shake Raziel’s hand, "Hello I’m Vincent Kennedy McMahon Jr. I understand you would like to work for the largest wrestling federation in the world, am I right?" He flashes his most appealing smile.

Raziel is not impressed. "I’m Raziel…. Knight. You are correct in your inquiry. I seek a job as a wrestler."

"Well, I’ll be honest with you."

‘Yeah, as honest as a snake can be about not biting you as he injects his venom into your body.;

"You have the look and from what I can see the physical requirements. What’s your height and weight?"

"I’m 6’2 and 240 pounds."

"Have you had any training?"

"No" Nor do I care.

"I’m going to bill you as a vampire. You can use your real name because it’s quite interesting. Your partner will be Gangrel aka David Heath. I’ll have you train with him in Detroit on the Indy circuit and then when your ready you’ll debut as a tag team. You will be a baby face. I’ll have you feuding with a yet-to-be determined tag team. Is that ok with you? I’m willing to sign you to a 4-year developmental contract. You can’t be fired at any time according to this and it gives you some creative control of you character. All I ask that you work on your weight. Maybe 220 would be good.

"When do I begin?"

"Just sign on the bottom line and you can begin tomorrow. I’ll have my secretary send you the necessary paper work and plane tickets. I’ll also notify Gangrel. He’ll fly to Detroit with you."

"Thank you." Kain there’s no where to run. I’m coming for you soon. It’s time I show this business what I can do. I am a Devourer of Souls, Destroyer of Vampires, and Professional Wrestler. I have made quite a name for myself.

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