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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.
"Ladies and gentlemen," the ring announcer began, trying to talk over the chorus of boos, "this match is scheduled for one fall… and it is for the FCW Florida Heavyweight Championship!"
Wade entered the ring, lifted his title high into the air, and let the crowd soak in his arrogance. He paced to his corner, resting the title on his shoulder again, tapping it with smug satisfaction.
But then—
An eruption of cheers thundered through the arena.
Taylor Rotunda's music hit, and the fans jumped to their feet.
With pure energy and passion, Taylor emerged from the back, bursting through the curtain like a man ready to make history. He slapped hands with fans, pounded his chest, and pointed to the heavens before storming down the ramp.
He entered the ring, climbed to the top turnbuckle, and raised his arms high, soaking in the massive reaction. The people were with him.
The announcer stepped forward again.
"Introducing first, the challenger… from Brooksville, Florida… weighing in at 234 pounds… TAYLOR ROTUNDA!"
Taylor raised his fists once more as the crowd screamed his name.
"And introducing the champion… representing the Undisputed System… from Preston, England… weighing in at 265 pounds… he is the FCW Florida Heavyweight Champion… WADE BARRETT!"
Wade raised his title arrogantly, drawing another round of venomous boos.
The referee stepped to the center of the ring, held the title high for all to see, the symbol of FCW pride, now tainted by Undisputed System control.
He handed it off to the ringside crew, made sure both men were ready, and then—
DING DING DING!
The bell rang, and the fight began.
Wade tried to assert dominance early, using his size and experience to bully Taylor into the corner. But Taylor ducked under a punch, hit the ropes, and nailed Wade with a shoulder tackle that sent the champion stumbling back.
The crowd came alive.
Wade, frustrated, charged again, but Taylor leapfrogged him and hit a beautiful dropkick to the jaw!
Taylor then goes for the pin.
1… 2… Kickout!
Barrett rolled outside the ring to regroup, furious. He slammed his hands on the announce table.
"Come on!" he shouted. "You think this kid's going to take this title from me?!"
But Taylor wasn't playing games. He launched over the top rope with a diving crossbody to the floor, taking Barrett out. The crowd exploded.
Taylor tossed Wade back inside and followed up with a running neckbreaker.
1… 2… Kickout!
Barrett reversed the momentum by poking Taylor in the eyes during a lockup causing the referee to warn him which he ignored and followed his move with a brutal Winds of Change.
1… 2… Taylor kicked out!
Wade stayed on the offense, hitting stiff knees to the gut and grinding Taylor down with chinlocks and stomps. He methodically tore him apart, yelling insults the entire time.
"You're nothing! Just like the rest of them!" he shouted.
Taylor fought back with passion. The crowd cheered louder with every punch he landed, with every move he countered. He ducked a Bull Hammer Elbow attempt and hit a running powerslam for a near fall.
Wade tried to hit the Wasteland, but Taylor slid out the back and hit a swinging neckbreaker. He climbed to the top rope and dove a huge diving senton!
1… 2… Wade barely kicked out!
Wade was dazed. The crowd was at a fever pitch. Could this be the third title loss tonight for the Undisputed System?
Taylor measured him up. He was going for the Double Underhook DDT!
He tried to put Wade into the position—
But Barrett manages to slip off and explodes with the Bull Hammer!
WHAM! Out of nowhere!
Taylor dropped like a stone.
The crowd was deafening. Wade had just nailed Taylor with a devastating Bull Hammer, and the Florida Heavyweight Champion hooked the leg. The referee's hand came down once… twice…
But just as it was about to hit the mat for the third time—
Suddenly AJ Styles' music hit.
"PHENOMENAL!" the tron flashed, and the opening guitar riff of "Phenomenal" tore through the arena.
The crowd erupted. Everyone, from the front row to the cheap seats, rose in shock and pure, unfiltered excitement. The energy inside the stadium was electric. Mike Tenay stood up from his seat.
"What?! That's AJ! What the hell is AJ Styles doing out here?!"
Don West was beside himself. "Is this it, Mike? Is this AJ putting the final nail in the coffin of the Undisputed System tonight?! After his turn last Thursday?!"
The referee instinctively stopped his count and turned toward the entrance as he stood up, confused. Wade popped off the mat, yelling at the official, furious. "DON'T LOOK AT HIM! JUST COUNT DAMN IT!"
Wade then turned toward the stage, seething, waiting for AJ to walk through the curtain.
But AJ never did.
Instead, he leapt up onto the ring apron from the crowd, on the blind side of both the referee and Wade.
PHENOMENAL FOREARM!
AJ Styles launched himself with stunning precision, smashing into Wade Barrett's jaw before the champion even realized what was happening as he turned around. Wade crumpled to the mat in a heap, his eyes rolling into the back of his head.
The crowd blew the roof off the building.
AJ slid out of the ring immediately and disappeared back into the sea of fans, arms raised, a defiant smirk on his face.
Taylor on the other hand slowly, groggily, pushed himself to his knees. He looked around, realizing Wade was out cold. With the last bit of energy in his body, Taylor dragged Wade up by the head, hooked both arms…
DOUBLE UNDERHOOK DDT!
The arena was shaking.
Taylor dove on top of Wade. The referee, finally turning around, dove into position.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
The bell rang.
The audience exploded into cheers. People were jumping, screaming, and hugging with joy. Taylor meanwhile sat up, breathing heavily, as tears welled in his eyes. The referee retrieved the FCW Florida Heavyweight Championship and handed it to him.
The ring announcer's voice barely broke through the chants of "TAY-LOR! TAY-LOR! TAY-LOR!"
"Ladies and gentlemen… here is your winner… AND NEW FCW Florida Heavyweight Champion… TAYLOR ROTUNDA!"
Taylor clutched the belt to his chest, overwhelmed with emotion.
Tenay stood in awe. "This is unbelievable, Don. The Undisputed System just lost their third title tonight… and AJ Styles, AJ Styles just drove the dagger in deeper to the wound!"
Don West was howling with glee. "He's blowing it all up, Mike! AJ Styles has turned into a one man demolition crew for the Undisputed System! And Taylor, he just became the face of Florida Championship Wrestling in one night!"
Inside the ring, Taylor stood in the center of the ring his hand raised by the referee, holding the FCW title above his head as the crowd continued chanting. But the jubilation was short lived.
Wade at this time stirred.
He looked around in a daze, trying to understand what had happened. Then he saw the referee raising Taylor's hand. He saw the crowd losing its minds.
His rage was instant.
He stood up and marched over to the referee, screaming in his face.
"This is a DQ! HE HIT ME! AJ STYLES HIT ME!"
The referee tried to explain that he didn't see anything, that he had no idea. That only made Wade angrier.
"You incompetent piece of—"
BULL HAMMER ELBOW!
The official dropped like a stone.
Boos rained down from every corner of the arena.
Barrett paced around like a lunatic, veins bulging, chest heaving. He turned toward the section where AJ Styles had vanished and unleashed a barrage of curses.
"YOU'RE DEAD, AJ! YOU HEAR ME?! DEAD!"
In the crowd, AJ Styles simply shrugged, flashing a smug grin as fans high fived him and celebrated around him.
The damage was done.
Taylor stood at the top of the ramp now, holding his championship tightly while looking back at the ring. Wade Barrett seethed in the background, boiling with fury.
Tenay shook his head. "The Undisputed System is cracking even further, Don. They are crumbling before our eyes."
Don West leaned into the mic. "That's three titles lost. THREE. There are two titles left inside Sandro's little empire, and it's falling apart one match at a time."
But the night wasn't over. Not even close.
After a tag team match featuring two FCW and two TNA wrestlers delivered a fun, high energy bout, with the FCW side scoring the win and salvaging some brand pride, the mood in the building began to shift once more.
This next match had heat.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the FCW North American Championship!"
The arena lit up with color as the upbeat, reggae infused entrance of Kofi Kingston began to play.
The fans erupted as Kofi danced onto the stage, bursting with energy and enthusiasm. He threw up his hands high, before slapping his hands, and pointing to the sky with that trademark smile.
Mike Tenay smiled. "Kofi Kingston is one of the most beloved stars in the world and he's got a chance tonight to win his first singles FCW championship."
Don West added, "And wouldn't that be poetic justice, Mike? If he could be the one to take yet another belt from the Undisputed System."
"Introducing first… the challenger… from Ghana, West Africa… weighing in at 212 pounds… KOFI KINGSTON!"
Kofi jumped onto the second rope and beat his chest, feeding off the crowd's energy.
But the lights quickly dimmed.
SHOCK THE SYSTEM.
The arena turned gold. The familiar screech of Undisputed System's music roared through the building.
The boos were immediate.
Drew McIntyre walked out, shirtless, in full ring gear, the FCW North American Championship slung over his shoulder like a war trophy.
His face? Stoic. Cold. Focused. He sneered at the fans with contempt as he stomped down the ramp.
"And introducing the champion… representing the Undisputed System… from Ayr, Scotland… weighing in at 265 pounds… he is the FCW North American Champion… THE SCOTTISH PSYCHOPATH… DREW MCINTYRE!"
Drew entered the ring slowly, handing off the championship with care, staring down Kofi with ice in his eyes.
He mouthed something only Kofi could hear.
"They've all failed. I won't."
The referee held up the title.
The bell rang.
DING DING DING.
And just like that, what had already been a night of chaos, betrayal, and title shifts was now primed for another explosive moment as Kofi Kingston and Drew McIntyre circled each other inside the ring.
The fans were rabid, buzzing from what they'd already witnessed. Taylor Rotunda's shock win, AJ Styles' action, the crumbling of the Undisputed System… and now, all eyes were on the FCE North American Championship.
Kofi Kingston and Drew McIntyre locked up in the center of the ring.
Drew used his strength advantage immediately, muscling Kofi backward into the corner. The referee stepped between them to break it up, and Drew raised his hands mockingly, slowly backing away before slapping Kofi on the chest with condescension.
Kofi answered with a dropkick out of nowhere that staggered the big Scotsman.
The crowd cheered as Kofi exploded into motion. He hit the ropes, ducked a clothesline, springboarded off the second rope, and nailed Drew with a flying back elbow that sent the champion stumbling to the mat.
Drew rolled to the outside, shaking his head.
Mike Tenay was ecstatic. "Look at this tempo, Don! Kofi Kingston is forcing Drew to fight his fight!"
Don West added, "Drew might be stronger, but nobody moves like Kofi Kingston!"
Back in the ring, Kofi didn't wait. He sprinted to the ropes and launched over the top, flipping into a somersault plancha that took Drew down on the outside!
The fans roared.
Kofi popped to his feet and pounded his chest, yelling to the crowd, "LET'S GO!"
He threw Drew back in and climbed the turnbuckle, leaping off with a high crossbody!
1... 2... Kickout!
Drew powered out, but Kofi stayed on him, hitting a series of rapid kicks to the chest and a spinning heel kick that connected flush. But Drew caught Kofi on the next springboard attempt, with a mid air capture that ended with a brutal overhead belly to belly suplex that nearly folded Kofi in half. Drew rose slowly now, his face darker, more intense.
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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