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Bray Wyatt slid back into the ring and dropped to his knees between Harper and Rowan, arms stretched wide as his followers stood beside him, clutching their newly won tag team titles. "They did it! THEY DID IT! The Wyatt Family put the first defeat tonight for the Undisputed System!" Don West screamed.
"The balance of power just shifted, Don! Bray Wyatt and his monsters just sent a message to Sandro and the Undisputed System, that their grip is slipping and it's slipping bad!"
The celebration was cut short, though.
The Undisputed System's music hit, and the fans turned in unison to the stage.
Storming out, flanked by Wade Barrett and Drew McIntyre, Sandro looked like a man possessed. His face twisted in rage, his eyes bloodshot.
"No! No, no, no! That is NOT how this night was supposed to go!" Sandro screamed, spittle flying from his mouth.
Wade and Drew flanked him, both seething. The trio rushed down the ramp.
Inside the ring, Bray looked at them with bemusement. He gestured to Harper and Rowan, who each slid out of the ring with their reclaimed tag team titles. Sandro and his henchmen slid into the ring, too late to catch them.
Bray backed toward the ramp slowly, dragging his feet theatrically while spreading his arms wide.
He laughed maniacally, pointing toward Sandro.
"I told you... the walls are closing in, brother... the buzzards are circling."
The Wyatt Family stood on the ramp now, the tag team titles raised high by Harper and Rowan. Bray's laughter echoed through the arena.
Wade Barrett pounded the turnbuckle in frustration, while Drew McIntyre barked angrily at the retreating trio.
Sandro stood in the center of the ring, breathing hard, his fury barely contained. He pointed at them.
"You think this is over?! You think tonight is when your revolution prevail?! I BUILT THIS!"
But Bray only laughed harder.
The fans chanted.
"YOU GOT BEAT! YOU GOT BEAT!"
Mike Tenay summed it up perfectly.
"Sandro wanted to start Forbidden Door with dominance. Instead, he watched his empire take its first major hit. And I've got a feeling, Don, this won't be the last."
Don nodded.
"The buzzards are here, Mike. The Undisputed System is cracking."
Bray, Harper, and Rowan stood tall at the top of the ramp as the camera panned to the furious Undisputed System trio inside the ring.
After that, as the fans in the arena were still buzzing from the chaos left behind by the Wyatt Family's shocking victory. The buzz of disbelief and excitement lingered in the air as the dust settled. But in true wrestling fashion, the show marched forward.
Suddenly, the arena lights dimmed.
A hybrid of two themes, a seductive, devilish remix of Alexa Bliss's music woven with the Undisputed System's defiant anthem, hit the speakers. The crowd's reaction was instant.
BOOOOOOOO!
The jeers poured down like acid rain as Alexa Bliss strutted onto the stage, the FCW Divas Championship gleaming around her waist.
Clad in a dark gold and black gear that shimmered under the spotlight, Alexa oozed arrogance and confidence. She paused at the top of the ramp, brushing her platinum blonde hair with pink tips aside, then slowly ran her fingers along the curve of her waist, highlighting the title.
With a sly grin, she spun around and gave a flirtatious glance over her shoulder, striking a pose that made the crowd boo even louder. But she didn't care. In fact, she thrived on the heat.
The ring announcer spoke over the sea of boos.
"Introducing the champion, representing the Undisputed System… from Columbus, Ohio… weighing in at 102 pounds… she is the FCW Divas Champion… ALEXA BLISS!"
Alexa sauntered down the ramp with a swing in her hips, ignoring the outstretched hands and jeering fans. She walked up the steel steps and entered the ring slowly, sensually crawling under the bottom rope.
Once inside, she unstrapped the title from her waist and held it across the back of her head, her arms spread wide like a goddess of chaos.
Then, she backed into her corner, chewing on her bubble gum with a smirk, completely unfazed.
"WOOOOOOOOO!"
The fans erupted.
Charlotte Flair's music hit like a thunderclap, and the entire arena lit up. Out walked Charlotte Flair herself, tall, powerful, focused, and flanked by none other than her legendary father, the Nature Boy Ric Flair.
Ric, dressed in a custom made suit with his signature swagger, pumped his fists and let out a loud "WOOOO!" as the crowd roared along.
Charlotte, regal and commanding in her silver and blue robe, walked alongside her father with pride. The energy shifted. The fans knew this was a big one.
"Introducing the challenger… accompanied to the ring by the Nature Boy Ric Flair… from The Queen City… weighing in at 143 pounds… CHARLOTTE FLAIR!"
The pair entered the ring together. Charlotte climbed the turnbuckles and raised her arms high, soaking in the cheers, while Ric strutted behind her with that million-dollar smile.
Together, they turned to the crowd and let out a simultaneous, loud "WOOOOOOOO!" that echoed across the arena.
Ric exited the ring and took his position in his daughter's corner, still beaming.
In the center of the ring, the referee took Alexa's title, held it up high for all to see, the FCW Divas Championship, and handed it off to the ringside crew. He then checked with both competitors before signaling for the bell to officially start the match.
DING DING DING!
The match was underway.
Charlotte and Alexa slowly circled each other, the tension thick. Alexa smirked and offered a sarcastic little curtsey, while Charlotte rolled her eyes and lunged forward, locking up.
The opening minutes were a classic showcase of wrestling skill and psychological warfare. Charlotte used her strength and grappling expertise to ground Alexa, while Alexa used her speed, agility, and a healthy dose of underhanded tactics to frustrate the challenger.
A quick headlock takeover by Charlotte was countered with a headscissors by Alexa. Charlotte kipped out of it. Another lock up, and this time Charlotte backed Alexa into the corner and chopped her hard across the chest.
"WOOOO!" the crowd screamed.
Another chop. And another.
Alexa screamed in frustration and slid out of the ring, regrouping. She kicked the steel steps in anger. Ric Flair taunted her from across the ringside.
"What's wrong, sweetheart? Ain't so tough without your boys, huh?!"
Alexa glared at him.
Back in the ring, Charlotte stayed patient. Alexa returned and faked another lock up, raking Charlotte's eyes while the referee was slightly turned.
From there, Alexa took control. A dropkick to Charlotte's knee. A DDT. Then a mocking backflip into double knees across Charlotte's chest.
"Let's go, queenie!" Alexa yelled as she drove her boot into Charlotte's face.
But the crowd kept rallying.
"LET'S GO CHARLOTTE! ALEXA SUCKS!"
"LET'S GO CHARLOTTE! ALEXA SUCKS!"
Charlotte fought back with forearms and mounted a comeback, but every time she built momentum, Alexa cut her off, once by grabbing the ropes, once by using Charlotte's own braid to yank her down. The referee warned Alexa, but she just smirked and blew him a kiss.
Then Ric got involved.
As Alexa jawed with the referee after a two count, Ric climbed up onto the apron and yelled, "Hey! You wanna disrespect a Flair?!"
Alexa turned around, yelling, "What is your problem, you fossil?!"
Charlotte rolled her up from behind!
1… 2… KICKOUT!
Alexa kicked out and screamed at the referee, "DO YOUR JOB RIGHT!"
The battle wore on. Charlotte got a near fall with a big boot. Alexa came close after landing Twisted Bliss, but Charlotte got her foot on the rope at the last second.
The crowd was electric.
Then Ric did it again.
While Charlotte was down, Alexa climbed to the top rope for another Twisted Bliss. But Ric Flair ran over and shook the ropes. Alexa slipped and crotched herself on the top turnbuckle!
"Oh come on Ric!" the referee yelled at Ric, but the damage was done.
Charlotte kipped up, climbed to the top, and hit a massive top rope superplex.
1… 2… NO! Alexa barely kicked out.
The final moments came fast and furious.
Alexa poked Charlotte in the eye again and went for a quick roll up, feet on the ropes!
1… 2…
Ric shoved Alexa's feet off the ropes and screamed, "You ain't cheating better than me, sweetheart!"
Alexa jumped up, fuming. She stormed over to Ric's corner and started yelling at him.
"You want a piece of me, old man?! I'll slap you right now!"
Ric, undeterred, got up on the apron and pointed at her.
"You're messing with the Dirtiest Player in the Game!"
Alexa screamed and went to throw a punch—
But Ric dropped down, dodging it at the last second, and laughed.
The referee tried to break it up, yelling at both.
Behind them, Charlotte rose.
She grabbed Alexa's shoulder and spun her around.
CHOP!
"WOOOO!"
CHOP!
"WOOOO!"
CHOP!
"WOOOO!"
Charlotte hit the ropes and massive BIG BOOT! Alexa staggered.
Charlotte ran again and hit the NATURAL SELECTION! Alexa was planted face first to the mat.
Charlotte didn't go for the pin.
She grabbed Alexa's legs… stepped through…
FIGURE FOUR… INTO THE FIGURE EIGHT!
The arena roared.
Alexa screamed, her spine arched as Charlotte bridged.
"TAP! TAP! TAP!" the fans chanted.
Alexa reached for the ropes and Ric Flair cheered from the outside, clapping for his daughter.
Then as she couldn't hold the pain anymore, Alexa tapped.
DING DING DING!
The crowd exploded.
The ring announcer declared it loud and proud.
"Here is your winner… AND NEW FCW Divas Champion… CHARLOTTE FLAIR!"
Ric Flair jumped into the ring, overcome with joy. He took the title from the referee and handed it to his daughter. Charlotte was crying, tears streaming down her face as she held the belt high.
The fans stood and applauded. The roof exploded with the cheers.
Ric raised Charlotte's hand and kissed her forehead. Together, they WOOOO'd once more, now champions.
The crowd was still buzzing, echoing with Ric Flair's celebratory "WOOOO!" as Charlotte still stood in the center of the ring, championship held to her chest.
Her tears still doesn't stop running down, her body trembling with exhaustion and emotion. She had done it. She had knocked another brick out of the seemingly impenetrable wall that was the Undisputed System.
Ric Flair grinned ear to ear, his suit jacket barely hanging on after all the animated celebrating. He took his daughter into a tight hug, whispering something in her ear.
Maybe it was about pride, legacy, or maybe it was just another "WOOOO," but whatever it was, Charlotte nodded through her tears, overwhelmed with emotion.
Don West's voice crackled with excitement.
"Charlotte Flair has done it, Mike! We witnesses the morning of a Queen! And that makes TWO belts the Undisputed System has lost tonight!"
Mike Tenay leaned into his mic, his tone shifting from celebratory to contemplative.
"And Don, you've got to wonder now… what if they lose them all? What if the Undisputed System loses everything tonight? What would that mean for FCW? For TNA? For the entire wrestling landscape?"
Don West chimed back in, not missing a beat.
"It would mean freedom, Mike. It would mean Dusty Rhodes, Steve Austin, Dixie Carter, Jeff Jarrett, all of them, could come back and finally take back what's theirs. No more being exiled. No more tyranny. This could be the end of the Undisputed System's reign of terror."
Tenay nodded slowly as the shot panned out, capturing Charlotte on the second rope, holding her newly won FCW Divas Championship, with Ric Flair at behind her on the mat applauding, tears in his eyes. The Queen was crowned, and the empire of Sandro trembled further.
The lights dimmed for a brief moment as the ring cleared. The crowd, still riding the emotional high of the last match, suddenly buzzed again with anticipation.
The next contest featured a rising FCW talent against a formidable star from TNA. While not for a title, the match carried its own weight, bragging rights, pride, and momentum in this war between two promotions under siege by the same tyrannical force.
The FCW representative showed incredible fire early on, dazzling the crowd with high-flying moves and raw emotion, desperate to prove themselves on this grand stage.
But the TNA representative, calm and calculated, weathered the storm, methodically breaking their opponent down. After an explosive finishing sequence, it was the TNA wrestler who picked up the victory. The crowd cheered loudly, the energy growing by the second. This war was turning.
But then the lights flickered.
"SHOCK THE SYSTEM."
The signature static and glitch effects burst across the titantron, and just like that, the Undisputed System's music hit like a hammer. The crowd erupted, not with cheers, but with a tsunami of venomous boos.
Out stepped Wade Barrett.
Dressed in his ring gear, with the FCW Florida Heavyweight Championship slung over his shoulder, Wade looked every bit the proud general of a dying army. The jeers didn't faze him. He wore a twisted grin as he slowly made his way down the ramp, head held high, ignoring the hatred from every section of the arena.
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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