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Thoruf felt a thrill run through him. This was exactly the kind of opportunity he had hoped for. Dusty continued. "Now, that means you'll be gettin' new ring names. You'll be leavin' your old names behind and fully takin' on these new personas. It ain't just a gimmick, it's a transformation. You'll be part of Bray's vision, his family."
Steve added, "And it won't just be about how you wrestle. It's about how you carry yourselves, how you talk, how you move. This is a whole character shift."
Brodie stroked his beard, considering. "I like it. I mean, it's different from what I've done before, but… it feels right."
Thoruf nodded slowly. "Same here. It's something fresh, something with real depth."
Dusty grinned. "That's what we're hopin' for. Now, it's up to y'all. You in?"
Thoruf and Brodie looked at each other, then at Dusty and Steve, who simply gave them a knowing smile.
Brodie grinned. "Yeah. We're in."
Thoruf smirked. "Let's do this."
Dusty clapped his hands together. "That's what I like to hear!"
Steve chuckled. "Good. We'll finalize the paperwork soon, but for now, get with Bray and start figurin' out how y'all wanna present yourselves."
Thoruf and Brodie smiled and thanked Dusty and Steve once again for the opportunity. They shook hands firmly with both men, their grips strong, their excitement barely contained. Dusty clapped them on the shoulders with a proud grin.
"Y'all don't let us down now," he said. "This ain't just another job, this is a chance to build somethin' real special."
"We won't," Brodie promised.
Thoruf nodded. "We're all in."
With that, they left the office, heading down the hallway toward Bray, who was waiting for them near the locker rooms. The two of them walked side by side, their minds already buzzing with ideas.
"This could be it, man," Brodie said, keeping his voice low but firm. "This could be the thing that gets us out of the indies for good."
Thoruf smirked. "Damn right. We've been grinding for years, winning titles that don't mean much in the long run. This is something with legs. This could take us straight to WWE."
Neither of them had any doubts about working with Bray, despite the fact that, at this point in time, he was a relative newbie in the business.
They both had more in ring experience than him, but they weren't bitter about being slotted underneath him in the faction. They understood how the industry worked, sometimes, it wasn't about tenure, it was about potential, about presence.
And Bray Wyatt had something.
He had built a persona that had this weird, magnetic energy. His promos weren't just words,.they were sermons, cryptic and unsettling, but impossible to ignore. If done right, this stable could be huge.
When they reached Bray, he was leaning against the wall, arms crossed, an expectant grin on his face.
"Well, well, well," he said. "I take it we got a deal?"
Thoruf and Brodie exchanged a glance before both of them nodded.
"We're in," Brodie confirmed.
Bray's grin widened. "Boys, y'all don't even realize what we're about to create. This ain't just a stable. This is a movement."
The three men walked down the hallway together, already discussing ideas for their characters. The names, the look, the aura, they wanted to make sure every detail fit into the eerie, cult like mystique they were crafting.
Meanwhile, back in Steve Keirn's office, he and Dusty Rhodes sat back, satisfied with how things had gone.
"We needed big men," Steve said. "Now we got 'em."
Dusty nodded. "And not just any big men. These boys got somethin' special. They ain't just muscle, they can move, they can talk, and they got the right mindset."
Steve's office phone suddenly rang, interrupting their conversation. He reached over and picked it up, placing it to his ear.
"Hello, this is Steve."
On the other end, a familiar voice greeted him. "Hey, Steve, it's me, Stephanie McMahon. Sorry to interrupt your time."
Steve's eyebrows shot up in surprise. He instinctively turned to look at Dusty, covering the receiver with his hand.
"Stephanie," he mouthed.
Dusty raised an eyebrow. "What's she want?"
Steve uncovered the phone. "Why hello there, Steph. What a surprise. What's the occasion?"
Stephanie chuckled lightly. "Well, it's like this, Dad wants to call up some fresh women's talent to the main roster. I was hoping we could bring up Nicole and Brianna as soon as possible."
Steve blinked in shock. He cleared his throat, trying to gather his thoughts.
"Well, this is… sudden," he said carefully. "We'd need to make some adjustments first, especially since Nicole is currently holding the Divas Championship, but we already have plans of the title to change hand."
"I understand," Stephanie said. "That's why I wanted to give you a heads up now. We need fresh faces, and those two are ready. We can work out the details on our end, but I figured I'd see how quickly you could make it happen."
Steve leaned back in his chair, rubbing his chin. "It won't be immediate like tomorrow, but we will finalize things down here in a week or two. I assume you'd want them to debut as The Bella Twins?"
"Exactly," Stephanie confirmed. "They have a natural charisma together, and we think they'll be a great fit for the main roster's women's division. They just need that final push."
Steve exhaled, glancing over at Dusty, who was listening intently. "Alright, Steph. Let me talk it over with Dusty, and we'll come up with a transition plan."
"Sounds good," she replied. "Just let me know as soon as you have something solid. Thanks, Steve."
They exchanged a few more words before hanging up. Steve placed the phone down and let out a deep breath.
"Well, that's a hell of a thing," he muttered.
Dusty smirked. "Vince finally realized he needs fresh blood, huh?"
Steve nodded. "Seems like it. And he ain't wrong, Nicole and Brianna are ready, but we need to make sure we don't leave a hole down here in FCW."
Dusty folded his arms. "Yeah. We'll need to take off that belt off Nicole without makin' it obvious that it was due to her being called up, fortunately we have placed Rebecca for the next title holder." The two men sat in silence for a moment, their minds already working on how things should go.
Days passed, and before long, it was Friday. Sandro sat at his desk, his iPhone pressed to his ear as he listened to Hugo on the other end of the line. Hugo was giving him an update on the final investment round for Spotify.
"I went all in, boss," Hugo said, his voice brimming with satisfaction. "Fifteen million dollars secured us the top spot. With everything accumulated from the first round to the fourth, your total shares make you one of the biggest investors in this whole thing."
Sandro leaned back in his chair, a small smirk tugging at his lips. "That's exactly what I wanted to hear. Great work, Hugo. Expect your commission soon."
"Much appreciated, Sandro," Hugo replied, clearly pleased.
"Any idea when the announcement will go public?" Sandro asked.
"Could be by the end of the month, maybe early next month," Hugo estimated.
"Alright. Keep me posted on any changes," Sandro instructed.
"Will do," Hugo assured him before they ended the call.
Sandro placed his phone down, exhaling as he turned on his desk computer. He opened YouTube, Twitter, and Facebook, checking their growth metrics.
The three platforms were booming in terms of members and activity, which confirmed what he had already knew that social media was the future, and he was ready to capitalize on it.
He started thinking about digital advertising strategies, knowing full well that he couldn't implement something as aggressive as what he remembered from his past life. It had to be organic, engaging, and user friendly. That train of thought led him to another idea, which FCW needed a YouTube channel.
WWE already had one, but if FCW had its own channel, it could reach a global audience, giving future stars a platform to shine before they ever made it to the main roster. By the time FCW transitioned into NXT in the future, it would already have a dedicated international fanbase, even if it started small.
Just as he was about to draft a proposal, his iPhone rang again. He glanced at the screen, His father, Jack.
Sandro immediately picked up. "Hey, Dad."
"Hey, son," Jack greeted him. "Sorry to bother you, but I have some news. Jan and Brian, the guys behind the WhatsApp, just called me. They've finished the first version of the mobile app. And thanks to the extra funding we gave them, they've also developed a desktop version."
Sandro sat up a little straighter. This was huge. He had pushed for investing in WhatsApp early, knowing from his past life how game changing it would be, and now it was coming to fruition.
"That's incredible," Sandro said. "A desktop version this early on? That's gonna gave even more value to WhatssApp even more."
"Exactly," Jack agreed. "They're planning a test phase before an official launch. They'll keep us updated, but I wanted you to be the first to know."
"Thanks, Dad. This is the kind of move that puts us ahead of the curve."
"That's the goal," Jack said. "Alright, I won't keep you. Just thought you'd want to hear it firsthand."
"I appreciate it. Talk soon."
After they hung up, Sandro leaned back in his chair, letting the excitement sink in. Between his investments in Spotify and WhatsApp, he was positioning himself for massive future gains. But for now, he had another priority, FCW's future.
That evening, Sandro made his way to the FCW training facility, where Dusty Rhodes and Steve Keirn were finalizing plans for the upcoming shows. He had been meaning to pitch his YouTube idea, and now seemed like the perfect time.
He walked into Dusty's office, where both men were seated, deep in conversation.
"Sandro!" Dusty greeted, gesturing for him to take a seat. "Just the man we needed to see."
"Got somethin' on your mind, kid?" Steve added.
"Yeah, actually," Sandro said, leaning forward. "I've been looking at how WWE's digital presence has grown, and I think FCW should get ahead of the curve. We need our own YouTube channel."
Steve and Dusty exchanged looks.
"Go on," Dusty said, intrigued.
"If we start now, we can build a loyal global audience for FCW and increase our reach globally much further. We can showcase talent, post behind the scenes content, and even put full length promos and matches. Think of it as our way of making sure the world knows who we are before they even tune in to WWE Network."
Steve rubbed his chin, clearly considering the idea.
"It ain't a bad idea," Dusty admitted. "WWE's already usin' YouTube, but if we establish our own identity, it'll make FCW more reachable to the fans not just in America but in the whole world as well."
"And if done right, we can turn some of these guys into stars before they ever hit the main rosters like RAW or SmackDown," Steve added.
"Exactly," Sandro said. "We'll have control over the content. It won't just be match highlights, it'll be story driven, just like how WWE handles their shows."
Dusty grinned. "I like how you think, kid. You got a plan for who's gonna run this?"
"I can oversee the initial setup," Sandro offered. "I know a few people who can handle video production and editing, and I can work with some of the wrestlers on promo content. Once we get it rolling, we'll need a dedicated team, but I can handle the early phases."
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Name: Alessandro Zhang
Age: 19 (2009)
Birthplace: Orlando, Florida USA
Brand: FCW
Wrestling Style: Mixed Of All Style
Faction: Dragon Boom (Tag Team)
Championship History: 1x FCW Tag Team Champions & 1 FCW Florida Heavyweight Champion