It had been awhile since Chris had entered a wrestling ring infact it had been almost 7 years. His life as a media superstar had drug him away from his first love, his first ambition. It was only after a recent Pay Per View match that he had decided it was time to come back and give the fans exactly what they wanted, the quick whitted,silver tounged Corazón de Leon translated to english Lion Heart. Yes it was time to make an impact on the wrestling world once more and stun the world with his death defying moves.
Jericho had only recently been contacted by the CWF President and virtually begged to join. He couldnt believe he was actually showing up on this wrestling federations door step to provide them with his tallents. Chris pushed through the entrance doors and arrived to the front desk.
"Excuse me ma'am I'm here to see the big man, you know the man who writes your paychecks."
The lady scribbles something down on a clip board then points to a massive wooden door. Jericho approaches he then takes a deep breath and knocks.
