Author's Note: When I wrote this fic what is now the WWE was still the WWF and is refered to as the WWF in the fic.
There are days which I feel like a I can fly. When I jump off the top rope and fly through the air. Then I land and I'm shocked back to earth. Luck for me most of the time there is someone under me to brak my fall. I've worked so hard to make my mark on the WWF. And I think I have. Some incredibe matches with some gifted atheletes. I've had many, many hardcore matches, some against the most orginal people in this business. That series of matches against Jeff Hardy really gave me a rush. All the high flying moves we did, the reaction of the fans, that was incredible. The jumps, the risks we took that night were unheard of. And when we did that, we were on different sides of a war waged solely for the bebefit of the McMahon's. It's moments like those taht make me believe that I'm making my mark. We flew, and, man wa it a wonderful feeling. From that moment on I knew that I'd found my place in the world. This place was home for me. And I had to crave my own place among these incredible people. These WWF vetern high flyers.
Now I know I can do it. After all, I am Mr. Monday Night. I'm RVD!!! Now, I know that I can get the fans behind me, but can I get the bookers to understand? That I can do what this company needs me to do, how do I make them understand? Now, what can I do to make Mr. McMahon understand I can tough it out and help this company rise to even greater height?
I was one of ECW's brightest stars. I could anything, and I mean anything, they asked me to do. ECW was a good place for me, they didn't try to restrain me like the WWF did at first. But all good things must come to an end, and ECW went under. That left me out of work, and when Stephanie McMahon phoned me a asked if I wanted to join her I jumped at the chance. I was burning to perfom again, and God above, I had no idea now much I missed it. The Allaince, or so it became known, was a faction warring with the WWF. It didn't really matter to me that it was all just a show, that Vince McMahon signed my paycheck, for two reasons. One was that I was getting said check again, and two was that I was out in front of the fans and they were chanting my name. I flew like I've never flown before. I was free, and I could perform again. I could walk down the ramp and get in the ring. God, it felt good. I was put in an angle with the WWF's most extreme warrior. A kid named Jeff Hardy. Jeff would have fit right in at ECW. We did matches for the WWF Hardcore title. One was a ladder match,when I'm not sure, a PPV later in the year, damn was that evera great match. WE both put our bodies on the line and the fans loved it. It was then I knew that the WWF was the place for me. It had high flyers like the Hardy Boyz. But I had to get out of the Allaince and into the WWF first.
Well, that was solved at Survivor's series when the Allaince went under. Seems to me a pattern with me. I was lucky enough to be holding a title belt at the time, which meant I still had a job. The others did too, but I was still on T.V. So, I knew that I had a hard raod ahead of me. I was in the WWf, and I knew what I wante to do, where I wanted to be, but I had yet to get there. To get where I wanted to go I'd have to convince the bookers that I knew what I was doing. That would be the tricky part. Bookers never belive wrestlers. It's one of the unspoken rules of the back. McMahon thinks that he's the only one who knows what the fans want. Then why the hell are the chanting my name? But, that's beyond the point. To get where I was going I had to get over some bumps in the road. Speed bumps to check my rise to the top. One such bump was Golddust. What a freak!!! A few matches and that was over. Thank God!!! Next, for some reason the Undertaker took an interest in mje, and my lack of respect. Well, move over Gramps. Let some young blood into the business. I mean RVD not having respect, that's a crock of shit. I have respect, but it's for the business,and not for people who just can't see that their time is up.
For a while I floated, then came the draft. Lots of guys in the back were scared of the draft, but I wasn't. No, it was my chance to shine. Well, I ended up on RAW, which lacks superstar power, so that was an even bigger bonus. I could be in the spotlight even more,and I love the spotlight, and if I'm going to put my body on the line, it should be for something. That's the way I feel, so sue me. My lawyers will actually have someone other than Haymen to attack. Variety is good.
That about brings us to wher I am now. Other than a series of matches for the IC belt against "Latino Heat." The man is angry because, I, me, RVD, Mr. Monday Night, Mr. Pay-Per-View, stole one of his moves?!?!?! He only wishes that his moves lookes as mine. Five star frog splash, that's me all the way. The next pay-per-view is the King of the Ring, and I'm entered in the tourament. It's too bad that there aren't any high flyers in it. it's going to be boring and redunant. It won't get me any cloer to my goal.
My goal since the Allaince days. To fly with the best in the business, and they keep telling me, "No, Rob, the timing isn't right. We have to wait a little longer." I'm getting really tired of waiting for the writers to decide on what the right time. I'm might have to take things into myown hands. Waiting is boring. And I've had just about enough of it. Maybe I should go to Vince and see what he thinks of it. Talking to Vince is like talking to a brick wall, but he's got a lot of swing in this company, even though Flair "owns" half of it. Only on T.V. My choices are really simple. I talk to Vince or I wait for the writers to decide to write me into a decent angle. But God only knows when that might happen. No, I better take my chances with Vince. At least he's open to suggestions, if he thinks they're his. This is going to take some work, but it'll be worth it if I get to make my dreams come true and fly.
I know that physically I can I do it. But if the fans take to it then I can stay with it. That would be the best that could happen. The worst thing that could happen is that the fans hate it and I have to go back to the way that I was, and my dreams ar shattered. That's the worst case senerio. But I'll nevr know if I don't try. And I won't have anyone saying that Rob Van Damn nevr flew because he was afraid if falling. I do have my pride you know!! And I can't let all my hardcore fans down. No I'll go to Vince in the morning. If I play it right I can get him to lean on the writers and bang. RVD, it's time for your take off. Just like your dreams since you came to the WWF, I guess it's the WWE now, it's time for you to fly.