The Daredevils Leap

Chapter 1: It Started with a Photo

"See? It turned out great!" I cheered, and Cody laughed.

"Okay, I admit it, your brother did well. I won't question his choices again," he promised, and I cutely giggled.

"That Pentagon guy was cool too," I mentioned. "He might make a good addition as well."

"Oh yeah, Kenny and the Bucks have their eyes on him too, and his brother," he revealed.

"His brother?" I curiously asked.

"That guy, Rey Fenix? That's his brother. He's had some great matches with Kenny; and with his brother, they're called the Lucha Bros."

"Oh, that's awesome!" I grinned with excitement. "I hope we get all of them, honestly."

"Me too," Cody agreed.

"Just imagine the kind of action we'll get with those guys," I also mentioned.

"It'll be a long, epic journey for everyone," he proclaimed as if able to see it before him clear as day.

Darby's P.O.V:

I spent the rest of the night thinking about the offer made to me by Cody Rhodes. Plus, I'll admit that the photographer, Racheal, was quite amusing, not to mention gorgeous. Don't worry, I'm not going to try anything, especially since I'm married and would never betray my spouse. I will say there was hardly a second throughout the rest of the night when I didn't think back on my talk with her and Cody. Just the mere thought of a brand-new wrestling company and the chance to be one of their homegrown talents was so alluring. I knew that was the place I wanted to be, even if I've been mostly groomed to go to NXT. No offense to them, but I don't want to be just another Cruiserweight on 205 Live or something. I sure as hell don't want to be told that I can't be the man that I want to be and do the things I want to do in a wrestling ring.

Again, the whole ordeal about 'Creative Freedom' is super enticing.

I know where I want to take my career. I believe in my heart and soul that All Elite Wrestling is the place for me to be. I don't want to have to wait either. I want to be with them as soon as possible.

The only problem is that I'm still under contract with NEW. Yes, there is a way for me to get out of it. It's just expensive. It's going to involve taking a huge chance on myself and having a long talk with my wife.

"You want to take out a loan?" My wife Priscilla asked as we sat in the living room of our home the next day.

I had called her last night after I got to my hotel for the night, having slept on the offer presented by Cody. I told her how things went and that I had some big news to share when I returned home. I explained everything, along with the risky tactic I had in mind.

"It's gonna cost twelve grand to get out of my contract with Northeastern," I continued after her justifiably concerned question. "That's more than what both of us can put together right now without drowning ourselves. This way, we won't have to give too much while staying on top of things."

"Maybe, but that's still a big risk, baby, especially if things don't turn out well with this new company, and we have to pay it back," she notably mentioned.

"I know this is a gamble, a major one at that," I sighed, "but I honestly think this could play out hugely."

Just then, my phone went off a few times, and I opened my phone to see that it was Racheal texting me. She sent me the photos she had taken of me during my match. I was almost speechless with how amazing they are.

"Damn, she did a good job with these," I said.

"Who did a good job on what?" I hear Priscilla ask as I look through the photos.