Coming back up the entrance ramp from his match with Randy Orton, Dolph posed with his manager Vickie Guerrero by his side because moments ago he got the 1,2,3 count on the Apex Predator in center of the ring. The crowd boo'd because many of them thought his victory looked to be underhanded because he had assistance from Vickie. However Dolph did not care it was all about him, he was going to be the next big thing in this business sooner rather then later. He turned going threw the curtains into the backstage area, Vickie branched off going to prep Jack Swagger for his match that was a little later on in the night. The bleach blond superstar strolled his way past miscellaneous people and WWE workers such as referees, caterers and make up artists they all looked over when he walked past. Losing his United States Championship to that goof of a wrestler Zack Ryder was still digging underneath his skin it made him mad that some kid got lucky and pullled off a fluke of a win. It didn't matter though he would soon regain his title and continue to advance up the ladder and onto his second World Championship reign . The whole locker-room was put on notice by Dolph tonight as he showed just how damn good he was by defeating one of the faces of the company in The Viper, Randy Orton.

As he continued walking he was headed towards the showers the night was done for him and wanted to get cleaned and packed for his next day of travel. Suddenly he bumped into someone's shoulder, it was none other then then the French diva known as Maryse. Dolph stopped in his tracks as he turned to her with a smirk on his face. Didn't she know just who Dolph Ziggler was? He stared down at her with his smirk still being countless over his appearance. Perhaps the diva's known past relationships with other wrestlers made her feel as if she was on some sort of a higher pedestal than the rest of the sports entertainers. Crossing his hands over his chest his black vest swayed again revealing his chiseled six pack abs. A camera man quickly rushed over so that he could get the encounter on television he was simply doing his job a simple confrontation could turn into something big, as they say anything can and will happen in the WWE. A high and confident voice was heard being propelled out of the superstar's core.

"Excuse you? Don't you know who I am? I'm Dolph Ziggler, former Triple Crown Champion the next face of this company. Show some respect!"

He was referring to her not getting of his way as he was walking to his destination. His gaze was still fixated on her awaiting for her response. Those who were around stopped what they were doing to examine the situation that was unfolding itself in front of them. The show had just aired back on from a commercial break and the two were now live all over the world being watched by millions and millions.



Dolph was backstage prepping for his match that was later on in the night as his T.V was on in his locker room he watched as Madison Rayne did her interview and talked about how she would show the WWE Divas a thing or two. As he Dolph sat down to lace up his black boots he chuckled after hearing the interview. He was surprised that Vince would even let a TNA wrestler into the building let alone allow them to do a interview live on the show.

Standing up he walked out of his locker room in his usual ring attire which consisted of a black slim hoodie with the phase "#HEEL" on it, along with his black trunks with "DZ" on the back which stood for his initials which was followed up by his hands being taped white with a black power-balance wristband ont he right wrist. Finally to top it all off he had his black knee pads on and his black wrestling boots as mentioned before. The door shut behind him as he made his way down the hall looking for the new girl on on the scene. He finally saw her sitting down rubbing her thighs maybe she was nervous or something? Dolph walked up to her extending his left hand.

"Hey there, my names Dolph Ziggler."


Waking up inside of his house which was in Cleveland Ohio he yawned stretching as he turned off his alarm clock which read; 6:30 am. It was time for yet another trip, this time around to Baltimore Maryland for a RAW Supershow. Getting out his bed he opened the blinds on his window letting the sun light pour into his room as it illuminated his chiseled body almost giving it some kind of a sheen. Walking over to his closet he put a on a white V-Neck short sleeved shirt which had the word "Perfection" written in gray vertically going down the fabric on his left peck. Along with with a pair of dark blue jeans, and a black collared jacket that was zipped up halfway up his abdomen. He got his bags that were already packed the night before he was ready to go. Strolling into his living room he opened the the small door next to the exit of his house which was used to store his shoes. Putting on a pair of black nikes with white shoelaces and the "Nike" sign being see in white as well he walked out of his house locking the door behind him.

A taxi was already waiting for him out-front he walked up to it putting his bags in the back and  getting inside as the driver spoke; "Good morning, where to?" Nick replied with a lackadaisical yawn, "The airport." The driver gave Nick a nod and began to drive to his instructed destination. Going into his pocket he pulled out his iPhone 4s looking threw it he saw a few new text messages that he did not bother replying to at the time he just wanted to check is Twitter and send out a tweet to his followers. "Off to Baltimore for RAW, be sure to watch as I show just how damn good I am in my match against @ZackRyder." #HEEL. Pushing share he locked his phone and put it back into his pocket looking out the window it was a rather gloomy day outside as rain was falling from the sky with clouds now starting to block the sun. Before he knew it he had arrived at the airport, the driver turned around; "Well we are here." Nick nodded as he paid the man for the ride and got his bags from the and walked threw the sliding doors and up to the front desk.

The woman behind the desk smiled as she checked Nick's ticket and gave him the signal to go on ahead threw the terminal and onto the plane. Most of the employees knew who Nick was being that he always had a flight booked somewhere because he was a WWE Superstar which came the duty of non-stop travel around the world to entertain millions and millions. Putting his bags on the overhead holder he took seat which was by the window as he closed his eyes wanting the plane ride to "fly by" he would use this time to catch up on sleep being that it was still pretty early in the morning. He was woken up by a flight attendant asking him if hr would like a drink Nick nodded grabbing a glass a water as looked in front of him at the flight graphic that signaled that the estimated arrival time was fifteen to twenty minutes. A few moments later the pilot announced to the passengers that they had landed in Baltamore, Nick stood up getting his bags as he walked off of the plane into the airport where he got his baggage rather quickly.

 Some people gathered around him as he took a few pictures and signed some autographs for his fans. Now outside another taxi was waiting for him he told the driver to take him to the arena where the show was being held. The weather in Baltimore was more plentiful then back home in Cleveland the sun was out and shining it seemed like the perfect day for some wrestling. Getting out of the cab he paid the driver, got his bags again and walked into Taco Bell arena where RAW was having it's show. Some workers greeted him as he waved and went to his locker room to get his ring gear on, after that he went to catering for some food as he got what he wanted he bumped into someone on his way out but didn't drop anything that he had taken. Looking down he saw that it was Nikki. With a smile now on his face he was happy to see her as he listented to her.

"Don't worry about it, it was my fault. My holiday was great, how was your'es Nikki?"