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All four men were now in chaos, fists flying everywhere. The referee tried to restore order, but Sandro climbed onto the apron, barking at the ref to pay attention to the legal man. The distraction gave Big E the chance to hit Jey with a blindside elbow, followed by Ryback's Meathook Clothesline!
Jey hit the mat hard.
Big E tagged Ryback back in, setting up their tag team finisher, where Ryback then lifted Road Dogg onto his shoulders in a reverse crucifix powerbomb position while Big E stood ready.
Cole screamed, "This could be it! The Gluttony Drop! Big E and Ryback are seconds away from victory!"
Lawler added, "If they hit this, it's over, Cole!"
The crowd rose to their feet, the noise reaching a deafening pitch. Tamina pounded the apron, yelling encouragement as Jimmy tried to drag himself back up on the apron from ringside.
Big E and Ryback shared a look, ready to end it, as Sandro stood ringside, smirking confidently, his title gleaming under the lights, shouting, "Finish it!"
Hearing Sandro's order, Ryback drove Jey forward and down, straight into Big E's awaiting arm. Big E caught him mid air and drove him face first into the mat with a thunderous Big Ending.
The crowd immediately let out massive boos when they saw the impact, Jey Uso's body folding unnaturally from the Big Ending. The sound of the mat echoed through the arena, followed by the roar of outrage from the El Paso faithful. Cole's voice cut through the noise.
"My God! Jey Uso might be out cold! That was devastating impact from Big E and Ryback! The Gluttony Drop connected perfectly!"
Lawler added, his tone half in awe, half in disgust. "Yeah, but Cole, that might've been overkill! Jey's not moving! You can feel the air in the building, they hate this, they hate them!"
Big E immediately dropped to his knees, hooking Jey's leg as the referee slid into position.
ONE!
At ringside, Jimmy staggered up to his feet, his chest heaving, eyes wide in panic. He dove toward the ring, desperate to break up the pin.
TWO!
Before he could reach his brother, Ryback intercepted him with a thunderous shoulder tackle, nearly taking Jimmy out of his boots. The force sent Jimmy spinning to the canvas. The crowd screamed, "NO!" as Ryback grabbed the ropes, leaned down, and snarled.
"STAY DOWN!"
Then, in one fluid motion, Ryback scooped Jimmy onto his shoulders and hit the Shell Shock, the ring shook with the impact as Jimmy crumpled, motionless.
THREE!
The referee's hand hit the mat for the third time. The bell rang, and the crowd erupted into another wave of boos so loud it rattled the rafters.
Justin Roberts' voice boomed through the microphone, almost drowned out by the jeers.
"Here are your winners, and the number one contenders for the World Tag Team Championships… Big E and Ryback, THE UNDISPUTED SYSTEM!"
The lights glared golden once again as Big E rose, breathing heavily, sweat dripping down his face, and Ryback flexed beside him, veins bulging as he roared to the crowd. The referee raised their hands, but before he could even announce them fully, Sandro stepped through the ropes, brushing the referee aside with visible contempt.
Cole's voice rose over the boos. "Oh, come on! Show a little respect, Sandro! That referee's just doing his job!"
Sandro, with his United States Championship gleaming on his shoulder, motioned for Big E and Ryback to stand at attention beside him. He raised both their arms high in the air, his smirk growing wider. The heat from the crowd was nuclear, garbage even started being thrown toward the ring, but Sandro didn't flinch.
He grabbed a nearby mic, the boos drowning him out at first. When they finally lowered just enough, his voice cut through like a knife.
"Look at them!" Sandro shouted, motioning to Big E and Ryback. "Look at your future World Tag Team Champions! Whether you like it or not, this is dominance! This is the new order of Monday Night RAW!"
The fans' response was instantaneous, a thunderous wave of "YOU SUCK! YOU SUCK!" chants filled the arena. Sandro just smirked, brushing invisible dust off his suit jacket, completely unfazed.
Cole shook his head from the announce table. "You can say whatever you want about the man's arrogance, but you can't deny what we just saw, Big E and Ryback earned that win clean, without any distractions! Like it or not, they're going to the top!"
Lawler nodded reluctantly. "You're right, Cole, but I just hate seeing it. These guys don't need Sandro whispering poison in their ears. They're already dangerous enough!"
In the ring, Sandro turned his head toward the corner, where Jimmy Uso was crawling, battered and bruised, dragging himself toward his brother Jey who was still laid out cold. The crowd began to quiet slightly, sensing the tension.
Sandro knelt slightly and said something to Big E and Ryback. His words weren't caught on mic, but his gesture said it all, finish them.
The look in both men's eyes changed, no longer satisfied with victory, now hungry for destruction.
Ryback cracked his neck, while Big E's grin turned feral. The two men lunged forward at once, dragging the Usos up by their hair. Jimmy tried to fight back, throwing wild right hands into Ryback's gut, but it was hopeless. Ryback grabbed him by the hair, dragging him upright before leveling him with a gut wrenching belly to belly suplex that sent him sprawling across the ring. The thud was sickening.
Meanwhile, Big E lifted Jey, limp and barely conscious, and slammed him down with another monstrous Big Ending, the second of the night.
The fans were livid. A chant started from the upper seats and quickly spread throughout the arena, loud, unified, venomous, "ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE! ASSHOLE!"
Cole's voice rose again, angered. "What the hell are they doing?! The match is over! They proved their point! This is disgusting!"
Lawler shouted, "Somebody stop this! They've already won, this isn't dominance anymore, it's a mugging!"
At ringside, Tamina had seen enough. The towering Samoan stormed into the ring, sliding under the ropes and stepping right between the Usos and the monstrous duo. Her glare could've melted steel. She pointed a defiant finger at both Ryback and Big E, shouting, "You two wanna fight somebody, fight me!"
The fans roared with approval, rallying behind her. Big E and Ryback hesitated, their chests heaving as they stared her down. Tamina didn't back off, standing tall and proud.
Cole exclaimed, "Tamina's not backing down! She's standing up for her cousins!"
But before anyone could blink, a sharp CRACK! echoed through the arena.
The camera caught it perfectly, Sandro, with no hesitation, had stepped forward and delivered a vicious superkick right to Tamina's jaw. The entire arena gasped in unison. She dropped instantly, her body collapsing to the mat as the fans erupted in absolute fury.
Cole leapt from his seat. "WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THIS MAN?! SANDRO JUST SUPERKICKED TAMINA!"
Lawler's voice was filled with disgust. "That was uncalled for! She was trying to stop them, Cole! She wasn't even in the match! This is beyond crossing the line, Cole! This is sick!"
The noise inside the El Paso arena reached levels unheard all night, boos so loud the cameras visibly shook on broadcast. Some fans were throwing drinks toward the ring, others holding up "DISRESPECTFUL" signs from earlier in the night after Sandro's Eddie Guerrero remarks.
Sandro, however, looked completely calm. He brushed his hair back, straightened his tie, and picked his title belt off the mat, slinging it back over his shoulder. He looked down at Tamina's fallen form for a second… and then smirked.
Big E and Ryback stood beside him, both breathing hard, looking toward their leader for direction. Sandro simply nodded once.
"Let's go."
The three men exited the ring slowly. The camera followed them as they made their way up the ramp. Sandro didn't look back once, not at the fallen Usos, not at Tamina, not at the enraged fans. The lights hit his championship perfectly as he disappeared through the curtain, leaving behind a scene of chaos.
Inside the ring, Jimmy crawled toward Tamina, clutching his ribs, trying to wake her. Jey slowly rolled over, groaning in pain. The referee and several officials sprinted down to the ring, helping to check on them.
Cole's voice came through again, anger mixed with disbelief. "I have no words for what we just witnessed, King. Sandro has gone too far tonight. From his disgusting comments earlier about Eddie Guerrero to that, that cheap shot on Tamina! It's sickening!"
Lawler sighed heavily. "You know, Cole, there's a line in this business. And I think Sandro just crossed it. This isn't confidence anymore, it's cruelty."
As the medics helped the Usos and Tamina to the back, the camera cut backstage, where Sandro was walking with Big E and Ryback down the corridor, his expression smug, unbothered by the chaos he left behind. Drew McIntyre, Wade Barrett, and Kofi Kingston were waiting for them near the locker room area, all watching a nearby monitor showing replays of what had just happened.
Wade chuckled, folding his arms. "Well, that's one way to make an impact, boss."
Sandro smirked. "Impact? No, Wade. That was control."
He gave a pat on the shoulder to Big E and Ryback. "You two did exactly what you needed to do. You made a statement. Next, we're walking out with two additional gold around the waist of this group. That's the plan."
As he said this, the camera panned slightly to show Alexa Bliss standing nearby, leaning against a crate, already dressed in her ring gear, pink, black, and gold attire matching the group's motif, her hair tied back tight, a sly grin forming on her lips.
"Speaking of gold…" she said, smirking. "It's my turn now."
Big E and Ryback nodded, hyped up, while Sandro smiled approvingly.
"Don't let me down baby," he said, voice low but commanding. "Tonight, we make it undisputed."
The scene faded back to the arena.
The lights dimmed.
A mixed tune hit, Alexa Bliss's haunting, confident theme merged with the Undisputed System's signature "SHOCK THE SYSTEM" opening. The crowd immediately booed louder than ever. The golden lights returned, bathing the entrance ramp in a glow of arrogance and authority.
Cole's voice rose over the noise. "Here we go, King! This is the main event of the evening, and look who's coming out! Alexa Bliss, the self proclaimed 'Goddess of the Undisputed System,' flanked by Kofi Kingston, Wade Barrett, and Drew McIntyre!"
Lawler groaned. "Oh great, almost all ofthe gang's here. I was hoping Sandro would come out again just so someone could finally shut him up!"
The crowd's hatred was palpable as Alexa strutted confidently down the ramp, every step deliberate, hips swaying, smirk unwavering. Kofi clapped behind her, Drew looking deadly serious, and Barrett exuding smug confidence. The faction moved like royalty, untouchable and unified.
Justin Roberts' voice echoed through the arena.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is your main event of the evening! Scheduled for one fall, the winner will become the number one contender for the WWE Divas Championship! Introducing first, accompanied by Kofi Kingston, Wade Barrett, and Drew McIntyre, representing the Undisputed System… from Columbus, Ohio… weighing at 102 pounds... Alexa Bliss!"
The boos were relentless. Alexa stepped through the ropes, grinning ear to ear, and leaned against the ropes, posing toward the hard cam, her pink black gold accented gear catching the light. She blew a mocking kiss to the crowd before winking at the camera, pure arrogance radiating from her every move.
Cole couldn't help but comment. "Say what you want, but Alexa Bliss is dangerous in that ring. And with the Undisputed System backing her, she might just be unstoppable tonight."
Lawler sighed. "Yeah, Cole, but I just hope whoever Heyman picked to face her can wipe that smirk off her face."
Right on cue, the arena lights shifted to red and white, and the Bella Twins' music hit. The crowd's mood flipped instantly, erupting in cheers as Nikki and Brie Bella stepped out from behind the curtain, energy surging through the arena.
Cole's excitement was clear. "There they are! The Bella Twins are in the house! But the question is, which one of them is going to face Alexa Bliss tonight?"
Lawler grinned. "I'm guessing Nikki, Cole. She's got that singles experience, and she's not afraid to throw hands with anyone, even someone like Alexa!"
The sisters posed at the top of the ramp, Nikki pointing straight at Alexa inside the ring while Brie hyped the crowd up behind her.
Justin Roberts' voice confirmed it moments later.
"And her opponent, accompanied by Brie Bella, representing The Bella Twins, from Scottsdale, Arizona… weighing at 125 pounds... Nikki Bella!"
The cheers intensified. Nikki began walking down the ramp, eyes locked on Alexa, her expression fierce, confident, and unafraid. She slapped hands with a few fans in the front row before climbing the steel steps.
Inside the ring, Alexa leaned back against the corner ropes, watching her rival with that sly smile, twirling a strand of hair around her finger like she had all the time in the world. Kofi, Drew, and Wade stood at ringside, all smirking, each ready to step in if things got rough.
As Nikki entered the ring, she stepped right up to Alexa, nose to nose, and the crowd roared in anticipation. The tension between them was thick enough to cut with a knife.
Cole's voice carried the moment. "The atmosphere is electric! The Undisputed System's Alexa Bliss versus Nikki Bella , number one contendership for the Divas Championship on the line! King, this could be the biggest match of Alexa's career!"
Lawler chuckled. "Or the shortest if Nikki gets her hands on her."
The referee signaled both women to step back and checked the corners. Brie pounded the apron, yelling encouragement, while Kofi, Barrett, and Drew huddled together, whispering plans.
The bell rang!
DING DING DING!
The crowd exploded as Alexa Bliss and Nikki Bella circled each other, their eyes locked, neither blinking. The crowd was on fire, chanting for Nikki, trying to drown out the echoing jeers from the Undisputed System's loyalists in the audience. Alexa smirked, brushing her hair back arrogantly, while Nikki's expression stayed stone cold, every muscle in her body coiled tight and ready to strike.
Cole's voice cut through the roaring atmosphere. "You can feel it, King! This one's gonna be special. Two of the very best in the women's division going one on one with a Divas Championship opportunity on the line!"
Lawler nodded, grinning. "Oh, I love it already, Cole! But I gotta admit, Alexa Bliss has that look in her eye. The Undisputed System's confidence is rubbing off on her big time."
They locked up in the middle of the ring, a hard collar and elbow tie up. Nikki overpowered Alexa, driving her back into the corner, her strength advantage on full display. The referee stepped in, calling for a clean break. Nikki stepped back with her hands up, but Alexa wasn't about to let it end there. The moment Nikki turned her head, Alexa slapped her across the 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, & 1x WWE United States Champion
Other Achievements: 1x Andre the Giant Memorial Battle Royale Winner
Wrestlemania Record: 1 - 0