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Tears streamed down Brie's face now, not weakness, but release, as she finally let herself fight back. Cole shouted, "There it is! Brie Bella finally fighting back!"
Brie whipped Nikki into the ropes and caught her with a running dropkick that sent Nikki crashing to the mat. Brie followed with a running knee drop and a cover.
One.
TWO—
Alexa dove in to break it up, but Eve met her mid ring, spearing her through the ropes as the crowd lost its mind. AJ tried to slide in, but Kelly yanked her back down to the floor, slamming her into the barricade.
The referee counted as Brie covered again.
ONE!
TWO—
Nikki kicked out.
The reaction was thunderous.
Brie sat back on her heels, breathing hard, staring at Nikki with a mix of rage and heartbreak.
She pulled Nikki up slowly.
Nikki suddenly raked Brie's eyes.
The referee warned her.
Nikki took advantage, driving Brie face first into the mat and tagging AJ how was now in the apron back in.
AJ entered like a viper, immediately locking Brie in a submission, twisting her arm and neck in a modified crossface. Brie screamed, reaching for the ropes as AJ leaned back with everything she had.
Cole shouted, "AJ Lee trying to end this right now!"
Brie clawed forward inch by inch.
The crowd roared.
Brie stretched—
FINGERTIPS—
She grabbed the bottom rope.
The referee called for the break.
AJ released at four, rolling back to her feet with a crazed grin.
She dragged Brie up and tagged Alexa.
Alexa entered and immediately hit a big running senton splash, before then hooking the leg.
ONE!
TWO—
Brie kicked out again.
Alexa's smile faded slightly.
She dragged Brie up and went for a huge DDT, but Brie slipped out at the last second, shoving Alexa into the corner and diving—
TAG!
Eve Torres exploded into the ring.
Eve blasted Alexa with a running clothesline, then another. She hit a standing moonsault, popping back to her feet as the crowd went wild.
Eve then tries to pick up Alexa, who suddenly out of nowhere start hammering Eve with forearms, then running the ropes and catching her with a tilt-a-whirl DDT that made the crowd gasp.
Alexa covered.
ONE!
TWO—
Eve kicked out!
Alexa slammed the mat in frustration.
Nikki demanded the tag again, reaching over the ropes, eyes locked on Brie.
Alexa smirked and obliged.
Nikki stepped back in and immediately shouted at the referee to keep Brie in.
She wanted her.
Nikki charged and caught Brie with a spear the moment she stepped through the ropes, folding her in half. The crowd booed mercilessly.
Nikki stood over her sister, chest heaving, eyes wild.
"Get up," Nikki snarled. "Get up!"
Brie pushed to her knees, shaking.
Nikki hit the ropes, lining up for another spear,
Brie sidestepped.
Nikki crashed shoulder first into the turnbuckle.
The building erupted.
Brie pulled Nikki out and locked her in a tight small package.
ONE!
TWO—
Nikki kicked out!
Both women scrambled up. Nikki swung, Brie ducked, Brie hit a running forearm that finally dropped Nikki flat.
Brie collapsed beside her, exhausted, chest heaving, tears streaking down her face as the crowd roared her name.
Cole yelled, "This is an instant classic!"
Lawler nodded despite himself. "Every one of these women are showing up."
Brie lay on the canvas beside Nikki, both women spent, chests rising and falling rapidly as the noise inside the arena swelled into something almost physical. The chant was deafening now.
"BRIE! BRIE! BRIE!"
She rolled onto her side, pushing herself up with trembling arms, her hair clinging to her tear-streaked face. Across from her, Nikki pulled herself up by the ropes, jaw clenched, eyes burning. They locked eyes again, and for just a heartbeat, the anger gave way to something else, history, memory, pain that couldn't be erased by wins or losses.
Then Nikki slapped her again.
The sound cracked through the building.
The crowd erupted in boos.
Cole shouted, "Come on! That was unnecessary!"
Lawler growled, "That's just cruelty now."
Brie staggered, but she didn't fall.
Instead, she fired back.
A forearm.
Then another.
Then a third.
The arena exploded as Brie backed Nikki toward the ropes, unleashing everything she had left. Nikki stumbled, clearly stunned, and Brie grabbed her by the wrist, yanking her toward the corner—
TAG!
Kelly Kelly flew into the ring like a missile.
Kelly blasted Nikki with a running clothesline, then another, then a corner splash that crushed Nikki against the turnbuckle. Kelly pulled her out and hit a spinning neckbreaker, popping back up with adrenaline surging.
Cover.
ONE!
TWO—
AJ dove in to break it up, stomping Kelly in the back before the count could hit three.
Eve Torres immediately charged, tackling AJ and sending both women rolling under the ropes. They spilled to the floor, brawling, forearms flying, hair being yanked as the referee yelled at them to break it up.
Inside the ring, Alexa Bliss climbed to the apron, shouting for the tag.
Kelly turned—
TAG!
Alexa entered and caught Kelly with a sharp knee to the ribs, then snapped her down with a Russian leg sweep. Alexa rolled through smoothly and hit a second running senton, then a third, the crowd booing louder with each impact.
Cole shook his head. "Alexa Bliss is just relentless tonight."
Lawler replied bitterly, "And she's got no conscience about it."
Alexa dragged Kelly up and tagged Nikki back in, and Nikki immediately went to work, wrenching Kelly's arm behind her back and snapping her down with a short arm clothesline. Nikki screamed at the referee to watch Eve and AJ outside, making sure there'd be no interference.
Nikki lifted Kelly up for a gutwrench slam and covered.
ONE!
TWO—
Kelly kicked out.
Nikki slammed the mat, furious, and dragged Kelly toward her corner, tagging AJ back in again.
AJ entered with that unsettling grin, shaking her head back and forth as she stalked Kelly. She snapped off a low kick to the thigh, then another, chopping Kelly down to size before locking her into a seated stretch, knee pressed into Kelly's spine.
The crowd clapped rhythmically, trying to will Kelly forward.
Kelly screamed but refused to tap, clawing toward her corner inch by inch.
AJ leaned back harder, screaming, "Give up!"
Kelly shook her head violently.
Finally, Kelly lunged—
TAG!
Eve Torres exploded back into the match.
Eve hit AJ with a dropkick that sent her tumbling backward. She followed with a scoop slam, then hit the ropes and delivered a perfect standing moonsault, hooking the leg.
ONE!
TWO—
Alexa broke it up with a stomp to Eve's back.
Brie rushed in, tackling Alexa and driving her through the ropes again. Nikki charged Brie, sending both sisters tumbling to the outside in a mess of limbs and fury.
The referee lost control completely as bodies flew everywhere.
Cole shouted over the chaos, "This has turned into absolute madness!"
Lawler nodded. "And the crowd is eating up every second of it!"
At ringside, Sandro Zhang hadn't moved an inch.
He still stood on ringside with the WWE Championship still secured around his waist, the United States Championship draped over one arm, Alexa's Divas Title hanging from his hand. .
Inside the ring, Eve dragged AJ up and whipped her into the ropes. AJ rebounded and Eve caught her with a spinning back elbow, then a snap German suplex that made the crowd gasp.
Eve bridged.
ONE!
TWO—
AJ kicked out!
Eve slapped the mat in frustration but didn't slow down, pulling AJ up again and tagging Brie back in.
The pop was enormous.
Brie stepped through the ropes slowly, eyes never leaving Nikki, who stood on the apron watching her with barely contained rage.
Brie went straight for AJ, hammering her with forearms, then hitting a snap suplex. She followed with a corner dropkick, then another, and then a bulldog that spiked AJ face first into the canvas.
Brie covered.
ONE!
TWO—
Alexa dove in again, breaking it up just in time.
Kelly rushed in and tackled Alexa, the two rolling toward the corner as the crowd screamed. Nikki tried to enter, Eve intercepted her with a running knee that knocked Nikki back to the floor.
Brie pulled AJ up and locked in a surfboard stretch, screaming through tears as she wrenched back. AJ screamed in pain, flailing wildly.
Cole shouted, "Brie Bella has AJ Lee in serious trouble!"
AJ twisted and managed to break free, rolling out of the hold and tagging Alexa desperately.
Alexa entered and immediately hit a swinging neckbreaker on Brie, stopping her momentum cold. Alexa dragged Brie toward the corner and tagged Nikki again.
Nikki entered with venom.
She stomped Brie mercilessly, screaming at her to stay down, yelling things the microphones couldn't quite pick up but the crowd could feel. Nikki pulled Brie up and whipped her into the corner, charging in with a shoulder thrust.
Brie moved.
Nikki hit the turnbuckle hard.
Brie rolled her up from behind.
ONE!
TWO—
Nikki kicked out again!
Both women scrambled up. Nikki kicked Brie in the gut and tried for the Rack Attack, but Brie slipped out and hit a desperate clothesline.
Both women collapsed.
The crowd was on its feet.
Cole yelled, "This match has taken everything out of all six women!"
Both Nikki and Brie crawled toward their corners.
TAG to Alexa.
TAG to Kelly.
Kelly came in firing, unloading strikes on Alexa, hitting a flapjack followed by a leg drop. Kelly went for the cover.
ONE!
TWO—
Alexa kicked out.
Kelly climbed to the second rope, signaling for a moonsault, but AJ shoved her off balance from the apron. Kelly crashed hard to the mat, clutching her ribs.
The referee admonished AJ as Nikki tagged herself back in.
Nikki dragged Kelly up and hit a stiff forearm, then another, then planted her with a sit out spinebuster. Nikki covered.
ONE!
TWO—
Kelly kicked out again!
Nikki screamed in frustration, pulling Kelly up and tagging Alexa one last time.
Alexa climbed to the top rope.
The crowd buzzed nervously.
Cole's voice tightened. "This could be it…"
Alexa steadied herself.
She leapt—
TWISTED BLISS!
The impact shook the ring.
The crowd groaned.
Alexa rolled out of the way as AJ slid in immediately, grabbing Brie, who had manages to be tagged in by Kely who crawled to her and rush into the ring, and locking her in the Black Widow submission.
Brie screamed, thrashing wildly, arms flailing as AJ wrenched back, twisting her neck and shoulder viciously.
Cole shouted, "AJ Lee softening up Brie Bella with the Black Widow!"
Kelly tried to crawl toward Brie, but Nikki intercepted her, blasting her with a big boot that sent Kelly rolling out of the ring.
Eve tried to enter, but Alexa knocked her off the apron with a forearm.
AJ released the hold just as Brie went limp, collapsing to the mat in pain.
Nikki stepped back in.
She lifted Brie up.
Rack Attack.
Brie's body folded on impact.
Nikki hooked the leg.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!!!
The bell rang.
DING DING DING!
The crowd erupted, but not in celebration.
Boos poured down from every corner of the arena.
Justin Roberts' voice rang out over the chaos. "Here are your winners… the team of Nikki Bella, Alexa Bliss, and AJ Lee, the Undisputed System!"
Nikki rolled off Brie, chest heaving, arms raised in victory. Alexa climbed onto the turnbuckle, soaking in the reaction, while AJ leaned against the ropes, laughing breathlessly.
Cole sounded heartbroken. "I don't like it, but it's official. Nikki's team just stole the victory."
Lawler shook his head. "Brie gave everything she had. All of them did."
Brie lay on the mat, eyes glassy, chest rising slowly as Kelly and Eve slid back into the ring to check on her. Kelly cradled Brie's head, whispering to her, while Eve knelt beside them, anger burning in her eyes.
Nikki stood over them for a moment, smirking.
Sandro finally stepped up onto the apron, holding all three championships, looking down at the wreckage with cold satisfaction. He hold Alexa Divas Title and adjusted his own belts, completely unfazed by the boos raining down.
Then—
GONG.
The sound froze the arena.
GONG.
The lights dimmed.
The crowd exploded.
Cole shouted, "WAIT A MINUTE—!"
Lawler nearly jumped out of his chair. "No way! No way!"
GONG.
Sandro's expression finally changed.
He looked around.
The lights went out completely.
Total darkness.
Then—
The lights snapped back on.
The Undertaker was standing right behind Sandro.
The girls shrieked.
The crowd lost its collective mind.
"IT'S THE UNDERTAKER!" Cole screamed.
Sandro turned—
Too late.
The Undertaker grabbed him by the throat.
The girls shrieked, scrambling away in terror.
Sandro tried to strike, but The Undertaker hoisted him up effortlessly.
TOMBSTONE PILEDRIVER.
The impact drove Sandro down hard, right onto the United States Championship and the Divas Championship, as both belts already clattered to the mat due to being picked up, while the WWE Title remained around his waist.
The crowd was unhinged.
Cole shouted, "THE UNDERTAKER JUST LAID OUT THE WWE CHAMPION!"
Lawler yelled, "We forgot! The Undertaker is the number one contender!"
The Undertaker stood tall over Sandro's fallen body, eyes burning, sending a chilling message as the girls screamed and backed into the corner.
Suddenly, Paul Heyman appeared on the stage, leading Drew McIntyre, Wade Barrett, Big E, Ryback, Kofi Kingston, Chris Jericho, and Dolph Ziggler sprinting toward the ring.
The bell rang again.
The lights went out.
And when they came back on—
The Undertaker was gone.
Vanished.
The Undisputed System swarmed the ring, surrounding Sandro as Alexa, AJ, and Nikki rushed to his side, checking on him frantically.
Cole was breathless. "Hell in a Cell is two weeks away!"
Lawler nodded. "And the message has been sent loud and clear by the Deadman." RAW faded out with Sandro barely stirring, chaos everywhere, and the road to Hell in a Cell officially ignited by the Undertaker who reminds the champion, he is taking the title.
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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, & 1x WWE Champion
Other Achievements: 1x Andre the Giant Memorial Battle Royale Winner, 1x Mr. Money In The Bank, Youngest WWE Champion, & PWI Top 500 (No.1)
Wrestlemania Record: 1 - 0