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Don West added, "This was the final piece, Mike. This... this was the moment the Undisputed System became truly unstoppable in our industry." The rest of the Undisputed System climbed into the ring, one by one. Drew hugged AJ with a grin. Wade shook his hand. Big E gave him a chest bump. Ryback nodded approvingly with a smile.
The camera zoomed out.
The ring was filled with champions.
Not every single one of them as AJ just gave his title to Sandro but still.
Alexa Bliss with the FCW Divas Title. Big E and Ryback with the FCW Tag Team Titles. Drew McIntyre with the FCW North American Title. Wade Barrett with the FCW Florida Heavyweight Title.
And now, AJ Styles had joined them enforcing the Undisputed System firepower.
And Sandro Zhang stood at the heart of it all.
Holding the TNA X Division Title high.
The golden empire was complete.
A new era had begun.
The Undisputed System wasn't just a faction anymore. They were the industry. And everyone else?
Was either chasing them or hating them.
But just when the fans watching from home thought their screen would turn to black and the credits would roll in, something unexpected happened.
The camera stayed on.
The sound of the crowd's booing didn't fade. It grew.
Back in the arena, the fans were already on their feet, many booing, some just frozen in disbelief, as Sandro stepped to the ropes and motioned toward the ringside crew. One of them, though hesitant, handed him a microphone.
With his right hand gripping it and a smug, radiant smile on his face, Sandro walked to the center of the ring. The lights focused on him as if the universe itself wanted to hear what he had to say.
The crowd volume grew louder, but Sandro waited them out. He raised the mic, his voice calm and mocking.
"I did it," he said softly at first, then louder. "I fooled every single one of you hypocrites. Hell, even those watching at home must have been filled as well!"
The boos thundered.
He grinned, pacing slowly like a king who had just conquered a nation.
"I fooled you. I fooled every screaming mark in this building. I fooled every single troll watching from home. I even fooled Mike Tenay and Don West—"
The camera cut briefly to the commentary table where Mike and Don stared at him with looks of horror.
"—who I'm sure have spent the entire night running their mouths about me, calling me manipulative, heartless, disgusting... But guess what? Who's laughing now?"
Sandro cackled. He actually laughed into the mic.
Behind him, the rest of the Undisputed System laughed too, including AJ Styles.
That drew another wave of deafening boos.
Sandro continued, "You were all praying, begging, hoping, for AJ not to accept my offer. You saw that slap and you felt hope. You thought, 'Oh, he chose justice. He chose YOU.'"
He pointed at all of the fans while pausing dramatically, holding the mic to his mouth.
"Wrong."
He and AJ exchanged a nod, and the entire Undisputed System clapped and laughed again, feeding off the outrage.
"But I know all of you are confused. You want to understand, right? You want to know why AJ accepted my offer? Why did he sell his soul for this? Well... I won't spoil it. I will let AJ himself so the honor and satisfaction of explaining his reason."
Sandro turned, handed the microphone to AJ Styles.
AJ took it with a smirk, but before he could even lift it to his lips, the arena exploded into boos.
Relentless, vicious boos.
AJ held up a hand to try and silence them. But it didn't work.
Sandro stepped forward, screaming, "SHUT UP! Let him speak!"
Drew joined in. Wade shouted down to the crowd. Big E and Ryback banged the turnbuckles. Alexa Bliss was visibly annoyed.
Eventually, the volume dropped just enough for AJ to speak.
He stared into the camera.
"You done yet?" he asked, almost amused. "Because I'd like to say my piece now. And I suggest you listen."
The crowd booed again, but not as loud. They wanted to hear this.
AJ pointed to himself, anger flashing now.
"For years, I've given everything to this business. To you. The fans. I listened to your chants. I changed my gear because you didn't like the old one. I changed my music because you got bored. You told me what to say, how to act, how to wrestle, and I did it. Because I thought we were in this together."
He scoffed, stepping toward the ropes.
"But one move that you don't like. One chair shot. And suddenly, I'm the villain? You turned on me like I meant nothing. You didn't ask why. You didn't wait to hear the story. You booed. You tweeted. You burned me at the stake."
The camera zoomed in on his face. He looked exhausted. But also certain.
"So yeah, I sat in my locker room and I thought about what Sandro said. And it made sense. All of it. These fans are hypocrites. They don't want heroes. They want puppets to control."
Another wave of boos.
AJ looked out at them, almost laughing.
"And I'm done being a puppet. Because now, I have a leader who doesn't ask me to bow. A team that doesn't question my worth. And a future brighter than any I could've had alone."
He turned toward Sandro and nodded.
"Sandro promised that the Undisputed System would give me the support I need... to finally take what I deserve and reclaim it."
He pointed to the crowd.
"You can boo all you want, but the next time you see me, I won't just be the guy who joined the Undisputed System... I'll be the guy who becomes the next TNA World Heavyweight Champion."
Boos rained down like a thunderstorm. Bottles were thrown. Curses shouted. But in the ring, the Undisputed System only looked stronger.
Mike Tenay's voice cut through the chaos.
"I don't believe what I'm hearing. AJ Styles has sold his legacy to Sandro for a promise. A dream."
Don West added, "This is worse than betrayal, Mike. This is the foundation of a hostile takeover. AJ Styles didn't just turn his back on the fans, he turned on everything he once stood for and went for the dark side."
Sandro clapped AJ on the back. Alexa handed Sandro the TNA X Division title from the ringside. He kissed her cheek, took the belt, and raised it high again.
The ring was now a war camp. The Undisputed System's power was not just visible... it was absolute.
All the gold. All the influence. All the momentum.
They didn't just own FCW anymore. They stake their claim on TNA as well. And the screen faded to black. But the aftershock would be felt for weeks to come.
After the show faded to black and the roar of the crowd remained etched in the ears of fans across the globe, the wrestling world detonated online.
It started on Twitter.
The hashtag #PushOfDoom trended within minutes. Within an hour, it reached number one worldwide.
Arguments, memes, outrage, and disbelief flooded timelines. Fans posted screengrabs of AJ Styles willingly laying down for Sandro, with captions ranging from "The day AJ Styles died as a hero" to "Undisputed Era of Wrestling begins."
Some photoshopped the iconic image of Hogan poking Nash with a finger in WCW, but replaced their faces with AJ and Sandro, labeling it "2010 Reincarnation." Others added their own nicknames like "The Golden Betrayal," "The Fall of Styles," and even "AJ's Devil's Pact."
One fan tweeted, "So AJ gave Sandro the title with a soft bump and a handshake. Is this performance art or just peak villainy? I'm confused and emotionally damaged. #PushOfDoom #EmotionallyUnstable"
Another wrote, "Sandro isn't just a heel. He's a cultural reset. I hate him. I LOVE him. I want more. #SandroZhang4Life #UndisputedSystem4ever"
Over on the FCW and TNA official forums, the discourse raged. Threads popped up by the hundreds. Some praised the term of the storytelling. Others condemned it as a betrayal of in ring prestige.
"This is just like the Fingerpoke of Doom," one fan wrote. "They're reusing old tricks."
But others quickly countered:
"Nah. Hogan and Nash did it with no buildup and it killed WCW. This? This was a mind game that was done since a week ago in the making. It was a cinema. And also unlike WCW, FCW and TNA got people with some sense and mind."
The YouTube comment sections exploded. The highlight video of Sandro pinning AJ in the main event reached half a million views in less than twelve hours. Comments rolled in.
"AJ Styles = Sellout confirmed."
"This might be the best heel turn in a decade."
"Sandro just proved why he's the best villain in modern wrestling."
Some haters attempted to drag the segment down. "It's a copycat of a WCW fail," one posted. But they were immediately ratioed by fans explaining the story's depth, the psychological build up, and the differences in execution.
The debate was fierce. Passionate. Emotional.
But one truth was undeniable:
Everyone was talking.
Backstage in the TNA Impact Zone, away from the chaos of the internet, a very different scene unfolded.
Inside a well lit studio room, Sandro stood proudly in front of a black and gold backdrop with the TNA logo stamped behind him. The newly minted TNA X Division Champion held the belt across his chest as photographers snapped shots for the website, posters, and upcoming magazine spreads.
He didn't pose like someone who won a title.
He posed like someone who had won the world.
Just outside the room, the rest of the Undisputed System lounged in leather chairs and folding couches. Alexa Bliss scrolled through her phone, occasionally laughing at the online meltdown.
Big E and Ryback were in a playful arm wrestling match, while Drew and Wade debated over which fan sign at the ringside was the most disrespectful. AJ Styles leaned against the wall, sipping a sports drink, no longer with the tension of earlier in the night.
They weren't playing their roles anymore. They weren't heels. They were just a group of close friends, enjoying the firestorm they had created.
"Have you seen the comments?" Drew asked, grinning. "They're calling it the Push of Doom."
"Oh, I saw," AJ smirked. "Same energy as the Fingerpoke of Doom, they say. But hey, ours came with cinematics."
They all laughed.
Then, the door creaked open. All eyes turned.
Kevin Nash entered.
The room went respectfully quiet. They stood and greeted him. Even Ryback, usually the loudest, nodded silently.
"Look at you guys," Nash said, walking in with a smirk. "Rewriting history. I had to come down here just to shake your hands. That ending... I didn't expect that."
"Neither did half the planet," Wade replied.
Nash turned his eyes to Sandro, who had just returned with the X Division title still in hand.
"That whole reenactment of the Fingerpoke... whose idea was it?"
AJ raised a finger and pointed to Sandro. "It was all him. He said it'd work because we weren't just doing it for shock. It was the story."
Nash nodded slowly, eyes on Sandro. "Smart. Real smart. You didn't bury the legacy—you weaponized it. I respect that."
Sandro smiled. "Thanks, Nash. That means a lot."
"No doubt," Nash said, offering a fist bump. "You've got a bright future ahead of you, champ. Don't waste it."
With that, Nash gave them all a nod and exited.
And just like that, the weight of what they'd done started to feel even bigger.
The next morning, Sandro, AJ, Alexa, Drew, Wade, Big E, and Ryback boarded a private jet back to Tampa. They laughed, they joked, they replayed the reactions over and over again.
They weren't just a faction. They were a movement.
Then several days later on Sunday afternoon, both FCW and TNA's Twitter accounts posted a joint announcement that made every fan sit up straight.
"BREAKING NEWS: FCW & TNA Management will address the Undisputed System problem TOMORROW on FCW LIVE MONDAY WEEKLY PROGRAM. Steve Keirn, Dusty Rhodes, Dixie Carter, and Jeff Jarrett will appear at the opening of the program to discuss this Undisputed System matter BY ANY MEANS NECESSARY. #FCW #TNA"
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Name: Alessandro Zhang
Age: 20 (2010)
Birthplace: Orlando, Florida, USA
Brand: FCW
Wrestling Style: Mixed Of All Styles
Faction: The Undisputed System
Championship History: 1x FCW Tag Team Champions, 1x FCW Florida Heavyweight Champion, 1x TNA World Heavyweight Champion, & 1x TNA X Division Champion