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Cole snapped back."Rookie or not, Alexa's got Sandro's backing, King. That means she's dangerous."The crowd roared as Melina hit a running dropkick, sending Alexa tumbling back into the corner. Alexa clutched her ribs, glaring at Melina, while Sandro leaned on the apron, barking instructions.
"Stay calm, control the pace!" he shouted.
Melina charged in for a splash, but Alexa slipped out of the corner at the last second. Melina slammed into the turnbuckle, and Alexa immediately seized the advantage, yanking her down by the hair and slamming her onto the mat. The crowd booed loudly, and the referee gave Alexa a warning.
Cole groaned at that. "See that? Cheap tactics. That's all Alexa knows, cutting corners and taking shortcuts."
Alexa smirked as she stomped down on Melina's chest, then hit the ropes for a standing moonsault. She hooked the leg.
One… Two... Kickout!
Lawler was happy to see that. "It's going to take a lot more than that to keep Melina down, Cole. Alexa may think she's the star here, but Melina's got the heart of a fighter."
Cole on the other hand shake his head. "Heart doesn't matter when Sandro's poisoning the whole system, King. He's already corrupted FCW, and now he's trying to worm his way into RAW. Alexa's just another part of his little empire."
Melina fought back with a series of forearms, firing up the crowd. She whipped Alexa into the ropes and nailed a spinning heel kick that nearly took Alexa's head off. The crowd popped huge as Alexa staggered, barely keeping her balance.
Lawler excitement was through the roof. "That's what I love to see! Alexa's getting what she deserves right now."
Melina climbed the ropes, looking for a high risk maneuver. But Sandro quickly hopped onto the apron, shouting at the referee. The distraction proved to be enough, Alexa staggered into the ropes, causing Melina to lose her footing and tumble down hard. The boos rained down as Sandro smirked innocently, hopping back down.
Cole's eye went wide as he slammed his hand. "Oh, come on! That's exactly what I was talking about, King! Sandro can't help himself, he has to stick his nose where it doesn't belong."
Lawler groaned. "Ugh… I knew it. Every time! He just can't let anything happen without meddling."
Alexa took advantage, grabbing Melina and planting her with a DDT. She quickly transitioned, climbing the top rope, and with a wicked grin, launched herself off with Twisted Bliss.
She landed perfectly, hooking the leg.
One… Two… Three!
DING DING DING!
The boos were deafening as Alexa rolled to her feet, raising her arms triumphantly. Sandro slid into the ring, clapping slowly with that smug expression. He wrapped an arm around Alexa's waist as she posed, the two of them soaking in the jeers like fuel.
Cole's voice was bitter. "Absolutely disgusting. Alexa Bliss wins her singles debut on RAW, but let's be honest here, she didn't win this match. Sandro did."
Lawler fully agreed with that statement. "You're right, Cole. Melina had her beat, but the Undisputed System just can't let anyone shine without sticking their claws in. Alexa may have her hand raised tonight, but she's going to learn that karma has a way of catching up."
Alexa and Sandro walked up the ramp together, Alexa blowing kisses to the booing crowd while Sandro whispered something in her ear that made her laugh. Their silhouettes faded behind the curtain, but the mark had been left, Alexa Bliss had officialy arrived on RAW, and she had Sandro's and the Undisputed System power behind her.
The energy inside the arena hadn't calmed down one bit since Alexa and Sandro made their exit earlier in the night. The fans were still buzzing about what they'd just seen, still talking about Alexa Bliss's controversial RAW debut and how the Undisputed System's influence seemed to be spreading further and further. But the show rolled on.
Match after match filled the card, crisp action, athletic displays, promos hyping up rivalries, backstage segments with wrestlers throwing barbs at each other. Each time the crowd reacted, they knew in the back of their minds what was coming.
They knew the night was slowly marching toward the collision everyone had been waiting for, the main event of the show. A clash between eras, egos, and visions of what wrestling could be, The Undisputed System versus D-Generation X and a partner of their choosing.
Cole and Lawler's voices carried the weight of the night as they reminded the audience just how personal this match had become. Cole's bitterness toward Sandro and his crew seeped through every word, while Lawler, never shy to show his disgust for Sandro, promised fans that DX would teach the cocky newcomer and his thugs a lesson they'd never forget.
And then it happened.
"SHOCK! THE SYSTEM!"
The arena plunged into darkness. The sound reverberated through the speakers, the crowd instantly erupting into deafening boos. Lights flickered, then snapped into golden tones that washed the stage in a cold, regal glow.
The Undisputed System's theme kicked in, and out they came.
Sandro led the charge, Alexa Bliss clinging onto his right arm with a smirk as smug as his own. Behind them marched Wade Barrett, Drew McIntyre, Big E, and Ryback. Together, they looked like an army, a machine built to dominate.
The boos hit them like a wall, but not one of them cared. In fact, Sandro thrived on it. He looked left, then right, smirk growing broader by the second. Then, in a moment that made the Milwaukee crowd nearly shake the building with hatred, Sandro suddenly lifted his arm high and gave the entire arena the middle finger.
The boos exploded, rattling the roof. Cole was audibly disgusted. "Absolutely vile! Sandro just disrespected every single fan in this building!"
Lawler was no calmer. "He's got no respect for anyone, Cole! That's Sandro in a nutshell, cocky, arrogant, and rotten to the core."
Alexa only laughed, clutching Sandro's arm tighter as if to encourage him. Wade cracked his knuckles, Drew glared intensely, Big E pounded his chest, and Ryback snarled at ringside fans who dared get too close.
Justin Roberts' voice boomed through the arena. "Introducing first... accompanied by Alexa Bliss... at a combined weight of one thousand, three hundred and four pounds... the team of Sandro Zhang, Wade Barrett, Drew McIntyre, Big E, and Ryback… THE UNDISPUTEDDDD SYSSSSTEM!"
The boos intensified, echoing off every wall as the five men climbed into the ring. They posed dead center, Sandro at the front with arms spread wide, Alexa clapping behind him. He turned, pulled Alexa close, and kissed her deeply before she slid out of the ring, taking her place on the floor near their corner.
The System went to their side, waiting, soaking in the hatred like fuel.
Then…
"Are you ready?"
The crowd erupted.
The opening riff of DX's theme blasted over the sound system, and the fans nearly drowned it out with their cheers. Green spotlights whipped around the arena as Triple H stormed onto the stage first, followed by Shawn Michaels, then Road Dogg, Billy Gunn, X-Pac, and finally Tori.
They didn't just walk, they owned the stage. They tossed glow sticks and DX shirts into the crowd, hyping the fans up even more. At the top of the ramp, they gathered together and hit their signature crotch chops. Each time, green pyro fired off behind them in an X-shape, the fans losing their minds with each explosion. The nostalgia, the energy, the sheer spectacle, DX looked and felt like they hadn't lost a step.
Roberts' voice filled the arena again. "And their opponents! Accompanied by Shawn Michaels and Tori… at a combined weight of nine hundred and sixty pounds… the team of Triple H, Road Dogg Jesse James, Bad Ass Billy Gunn, and X-Pac… D-GENERATIONNNNN X!"
The cheers were deafening as DX strutted down the ramp. Their eyes never left the ring, never left Sandro and his crew. Triple H led the way, his gaze locked on Sandro with pure intensity.
But then… the twist.
The entire DX crew stopped at the bottom of the ramp. They didn't immediately enter the ring. Instead, Triple H turned his head toward the entrance stage, motioning with his hand for someone else to come out. The crowd grew restless, the noise level climbing. Cole and Lawler leaned forward, nearly shouting over one another.
"Who's it gonna be, King? Who's the fifth man?" Cole asked, tension dripping in his voice.
Lawler's excitement was uncontainable. "I don't know, Cole, but whoever it is, they better be ready for war!"
And then—
"SOS! I hear them shouting!"
The crowd erupted in confusion first, then roared in excitement as they realized who it was. Kofi Kingston stepped out onto the stage, beaming, bouncing with energy. The fans who recognized him screamed their lungs out, while those who didn't quickly joined in, swept up by the energy of the moment.
Cole nearly lost his voice. "What?! Are you kidding me?! It's Kofi Kingston! Sandro's former partner from FCW that was stabbed in the back by him!"
Lawler shouted over him. "Oh my God! Kofi Kingston has arrived on RAW and he's siding with DX! This is perfect, Cole! This is karma! The man Sandro betrayed is now standing against him on RAW! Look at Sandro's face!"
Sandro's expression in the ring told the entire story. The smugness melted off his face, replaced with a flash of annoyance, then outright anger. His jaw tightened as his eyes locked onto Kofi, the man he once called his tag team partner, the man he had betrayed to form the Undisputed System.
Roberts gave the introduction. "And their partner… from Ghana, West Africa, weighing in at 212 pounds… Kofi Kingston!"
The ovation shook the building as Kofi bounced down the ramp, slapping hands with fans, his eyes never leaving Sandro's. At the bottom of the ramp, he stood shoulder-to-shoulder with DX, the group united by one thing, making the Undisputed System pay.
Triple H smirked, then led his team into the ring. Shawn and Tori stayed at ringside, giving encouragement from the corner.
Inside the ropes, both teams met in the middle. Sandro and Triple H stood nose to nose, their respective armies behind them. The tension was palpable, the fans buzzing with anticipation for every punch that was about to be thrown.
The referee shoved his way between them, barking orders, forcing each side back to their corner. Slowly, reluctantly, they complied.
The ref looked to both sides, then at the men standing in the ring. For the Undisputed System, it was Sandro himself. For DX, it was Triple H. The two leaders, the two architects, starting it all.
The ref signaled for the bell.
DING DING DING!
The bell echoed through the arena, and the Milwaukee crowd was on its feet, buzzing with electricity. Triple H and Sandro circled one another, the tension thick as molasses.
The two leaders, the masterminds of their respective factions, stood face to face for the first time in the middle of a WWE ring. Sandro smirked, mouthing something inaudible but dripping with arrogance. Triple H just cracked his neck and raised his fists.
Cole's voice was full of weight. "This is history in the making, King. The Undisputed System versus D-Generation X and Kofi Kingston… and the whole world is watching!"
Lawler shouted over the noise. "And look at this crowd, Cole! They're not sitting down, not even for a second! They know this is gonna be something special!"
The two finally locked up, collar and elbow tie up, both pushing, both trying to impose their will. Triple H gained a slight edge, backing Sandro toward the ropes, but Sandro twisted at the last second and shoved Triple H into the corner instead. The referee immediately stepped in, demanding a clean break.
But Sandro wasn't interested. He smirked and delivered a hard slap right across Hunter's face. The crack echoed, and the crowd gasped in shock before raining down boos.
Triple H's jaw clenched as he stepped back to the middle. Sandro threw his arms out, taunting, daring him to retaliate.
Cole exploded on commentary. "What a disgraceful display of arrogance! Sandro just slapped the 13 time world champion right across the face!"
Lawler groaned. "That's just gonna light a fire in The Game, Cole. I don't think Sandro understands what he just unleashed." Triple H responded the only way he knew how, with a thunderous right hand that rocked Sandro's jaw. The crowd erupted in cheers as Sandro stumbled back, clutching his face.
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Name: Alessandro Zhang
Age: 20 (2010)
Birthplace: Orlando, Florida, USA
Brand: WWE - RAW
Wrestling Style: Mixed Of All Styles
Faction: The Undisputed System
Championships History: 1x FCW Tag Team Champions, 1x FCW Florida Heavyweight Champion, 1x TNA World Heavyweight Champion, & 1x TNA X Division Champion.
Other Achievements: 1x Andre the Giant Memorial Battle Royale Winner
Wrestelmania Record: 1 - 0