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Sandro shrugged, not defensively, but as if accepting that the road they were walking now had no brakes. "Sometimes you've got to lean into the storm, Dusty. You taught me that. I just followed exactly what you taught me."
Alexa chuckled, clearly still riding high. "That's a good quote if I ever see one, Dusty."
The door opened again. Bobby Lashley walked in, towel over his shoulders, face unreadable. He looked at everyone first before then to Sandro.
Everyone greeted him and Lahsley returned the greeting.
Then Lashley gave a small nod and a smile to Sandro. "Good match tonight, can't wait for the next story or program you want to involve me in man."
He moved past the group to grab a protein shake from the cooler.
Sandro smirked. "I will inform you if we need you to be involved in more stories or programs in the future."
Jeff at this time stepped forward. He clapped his hands once to bring the attention back onto important matters. "Alright. Everyone. That was one of the most emotional, heated, unforgettable main events either brand has ever seen. And all of you, whether you won, lost, or got hit in the damn face with gold, you made that happen."
Dixie took a step forward now, her voice clear, steady. "And that's why what happens next is crucial. Starting next week, we enter a two week stretch of programming that we're calling... Reign of Chaos."
Murmurs spread through the locker room. Even the trainers paused.
"The Undisputed System's dominance has now reached a boiling point for the fans," she continued. "And for the next two weeks, FCW and TNA creative team and management are stepping back. You'll have full rein. We want the chaos. We want the unpredictability. The audience wants it. So we're giving it to them exactly what they want."
Ryback grinned. Barrett raised his brow. Big E pounded his chest once. AJ just leaned back into the wall with a smile.
On the other hand, Drew leaned back against the lockers. "So basically... no rules."
"Basically," Dixie said. "Until the next joint pay per view in three weeks which will be Forbidden Door, you're running the show."
Dusty finally spoke again. His voice was low, steady. "Just remember... y'all can only rule so long before someone comes lookin' to take the crown."
Sandro turned to look at the legends before him, then to his faction.
"Then let 'em come."
The room was quiet.
Until Alexa clapped her hands together and smiled. "Well boys, guess it's time we start planning the next few weeks, huh?"
Everyone in the room laughed, the kind of laughter that came from deep joy and anticipation. The giddiness in Alexa's tone was infectious, after all, this was probably the first time in her young career that she'd been granted something resembling creative control.
The veteran wrestlers present saw it in her eyes, the thrill of being handed the keys to the kingdom, even if only for a little while.
With the air still thick with excitement, the Undisputed System began filing out of the room, one by one, still exchanging ideas and laughs. Sandro was the last to leave, exchanging a quick nod with Dusty and Steve before the door closed behind him.
That left the four legends, Steve Keirn, Dusty Rhodes, Dixie Carter, and Jeff Jarrett, alone in the room once more. There was a quiet moment shared between them, all aware that they were heading into uncharted waters. What came next would define their legacy as much as it would define the wrestlers'.
Back in the Undisputed System's locker room, the energy was electric. Laughter echoed off the walls, not with arrogance, but with creative excitement. For once, they weren't just wrestlers, they were storytellers unshackled. Ideas came fast and furious.
"What if we hijack the commentary table at FCW Monday and run our own broadcast for the night?" Ryback suggested.
"Or maybe we trap Samoa Joe and Sheamus in the parking lot and film it like a horror short," Barrett added, half joking.
"Oh! What if we turn the Impact Zone into our own 'Undisputed Arena'? Custom logos, new theme music, our colors everywhere!" Big E threw in.
The suggestions were absurd and brilliant and ridiculous all at once. But that was the joy of it. They had room to explore, to push, to provoke.
In the middle of this creative storm, Sandro, seated on a bench, towel around his neck, legs stretched out, lifted his head.
"What if we go back to that idea?" he said casually.
The room quieted just enough.
AJ Styles, lounging with his boots up on a chair, lifted his eyebrows. "What idea?"
Sandro's eyes met his. "The one from that promo we did. Where you explained why you joined us."
AJ squinted, piecing it together. Then his eyes widened slightly. "Wait... you mean the part where I said you offered me the TNA World Heavyweight Title?"
Sandro smiled. "Exactly that."
Silence. Then everyone reacted at once.
"Wait, you're serious?" Big E leaned forward.
"That's the World Title, man," Drew said slowly. "That's not just another match. You sure Steve, Dusty, Dixie, and Jeff would be cool with that? Even if we've got the reins?"
"Yeah," Barrett added. "We've got creative freedom, that's the crown jewel."
Sandro sat forward now, hands steepled. "And what better time to make history than when we're told there are no rules? This isn't just for shock value. It's narrative. If AJ takes the title under the Undisputed System's banner, that's not just domination. That's a legacy. Every belt is under our control. Every show under our influence. FCW and TNA are dripping in gold from one stable. It'll make us the ultimate villains."
Ryback cracked his knuckles. "And villains get the best send offs when they fall."
Alexa nodded eagerly. "That'd make us the final bosses. Like in a game. Everyone would want to take us down. It raises the stakes."
Sandro glanced around. "We'll pitch it. They said chaos, they said reign, they said freedom. Let's make them mean it."
The group went quiet for a beat as the idea settled in. Then slowly, AJ stood up.
"If we're gonna do this," he said, "we do it right. Big build. Smart angles. TNA has to burn for me to rise as champ. I want the crowd to hate it. I want them foaming at the mouth."
Sandro offered his hand.
"Then let's start the fire."
AJ clasped it.
The Reign of Chaos had only just begun and they were going to make damn sure it lived up to the name.
After that decision was made, the creative floodgates burst open.
With the idea of AJ Styles being gifted the TNA World Heavyweight Championship at the heart of their reign, the rest of the Undisputed System began spitballing ideas with renewed excitement.
They knew one idea alone wasn't going to cut it. Not when they had full creative reins. Not when this was an opportunity to stamp their brand across every facet of FCW and TNA.
"Alright," Sandro said, now standing at a whiteboard they'd set up in the locker room just for this purpose. "We can't just ride one wave. We need chaos on every level. Multiple acts of dominance. And no gaps in the narrative."
Ryback leaned forward, tapping his finger on the table. "Then we all defend our titles next week. Both on FCW Monday and TNA Impact Zone. Make it look like the system is being generous."
"Only for it to be a trap," Wade Barrett grinned. "We stack the odds against the challengers. We control the refs, the stipulations, hell, even the entrances. They walk in already beaten."
"I like that," Drew said. "We bend the rules, stretch them, maybe even publicly bribe a ref on screen for once. Make it so blatant the crowd loses their minds."
Big E slammed a hand down on to one of the lockers. "And the Undisputed Zone. Let's not forget that. We rebrand the entire Impact Zone. New banners. New ring mat. Announce team wearing our shirts. Don't even call it Impact anymore. They tune in expecting TNA and they get us."
Alexa, sitting beside Sandro and nursing a coffee, smirked. "I want my title defense to be against someone the fans love. April or Davina or Rebecca, hey maybe even some of the women from TNA. Someone thinks they think will finally end my reign. Only for me to win in the dirtiest, most humiliating way possible."
Sandro was scribbling it all down, nodding along. "Perfect. But let's keep a balance. Too much chaos without structure becomes noise. We need rhythm. Control. Let some underdogs get hope before we crush them."
AJ finally spoke. "I want the crowd to think I'm conflicted after our win last night. Maybe tease a face turn. Cut a passionate promo. Talk about legacy. Then, boom. I make a deal with the devil and take the title from Lashley in the worst way possible."
Everyone nodded. That was the hook. The centerpiece of the entire arc.
"So," Sandro summarized, ticking each point off on the board:
AJ Styles to win the TNA World Heavyweight Title with full System interference and a controversial stipulation.
Title defenses by Big E & Ryback (Tag Team title), Wade (Florida Heavyweight title), Drew (North American title), Alexa (Divas title), and Sandro himself (X Division title) across both FCW and TNA shows.
Referees were either bribed or intimidated into compliance.
Sandro announces himself as acting General Manager of both brands during the Reign of Chaos.
Custom rebranding of the Impact Zone as the Undisputed Zone.
Nonsensical matches and frustrating booking choices to rile up fans.
With the plan finally taking shape, they wrapped up their meeting, everyone of them fired up. This wasn't just a storyline anymore. It was a movement. It was the most ambitious arc any of them had been part of.
They each left the locker room with a purpose.
Sandro and Alexa lingered last. They said their goodbyes to the others and walked out together, slipping into the Florida night air.
The paparazzi and reporters who had once camped outside Alexa's apartment were finally gone, thanks to heightened security and company coordination. Sandro drove her back with one hand on the wheel and the other in hers.
"We're really going to break everything," Alexa said, staring out the window.
"And then rebuild it in our image," Sandro replied.
The next day, Sandro stood before the four architects of FCW and TNA, Steve Keirn, Dusty Rhodes, Dixie Carter, and Jeff Jarrett.
They sat around a polished wooden table inside an empty conference room at the FCW Performance Center. The energy in the room was serious, but not cold.
Sandro, dressed in black jeans and a fitted jacket, unrolled a printed document and handed out copies.
"This," he said, "is our blueprint for Reign of Chaos."
Dusty glanced at his, already shaking his head with a grin. "Lord help us."
Sandro began to pace.
"We start with continuity. Next week, all members of the Undisputed System will defend their titles across both brands. But the odds? They're rigged. Publicly, privately, symbolically. We'll make the fans believe in hope and then snatch it away."
Jeff flipped through the pages. "How are you planning on that?"
"Referees. Stipulations. Surprise mid match rule changes. Alexa's match, for example, ends with her 'accidentally' getting the brass knuckles the ref failed to check for. Drew wins by count out which was unusually fast. We film a segment of me paying off the ref ahead of time, subtly for now. Overtly next week."
Dixie raised a brow. "And the GM angle?"
"I declare myself interim General Manager of both FCW and TNA for the duration of Reign of Chaos. On screen. With a forged document, maybe even a fake vote or segment showing the four of you being 'forced' to sign off. That gives us control of the match card and the graphics package."
Steve smirked. "You always think big, kid."
"It gets better," Sandro continued. "We rebrand the Impact Zone. We change it completely for one night. New signs. 'UNDISPUTED ZONE' across the tron. We do a mock 'retirement' of TNA branding for that week."
Dusty leaned back, arms crossed. "You got a main event?"
Sandro nodded. "The crown jewel. The TNA World Title. AJ Styles vs. Bobby Lashley. Lashley is injured after our beatdowns. On screen, I confront him. Tell him to either accept the match or be stripped of the title. We make it seem like a corporate ultimatum."
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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