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"And now," Nikki said, her voice sharp as glass, "when I finally find someone who accepts me exactly as I am, someone who promises to help me achieve my dreams in this company, you think you get to lecture me?"
She gestured toward Sandro without even looking at him.
She scoffed. "You think you get to judge me because I'm not the first woman in this relationship?"
She shook her head. "I don't think so."
"I don't see it that way," she said firmly. "I see a future. And I'm done letting you define what's acceptable for me."
Cole sounded disgusted. "This is… this is hard to listen to. That's her sister for godsake."
Lawler grimaced. "That's crossing lines, even for family."
Brie's tears spilled over, her voice was barely holding together now.. "Nikki… I didn't know you felt this way. Why didn't you just tell me? Why didn't you talk to me?"
Nikki rolled her eyes. "Why would I?"
The crowd quieted slightly, sensing something darker coming.
she snapped. "
"Why would I be honest," Nikki continued coldly, When every time I looked at you, I was reminded of everything I had to give up. When I spent years wishing you—"
She paused.
Then finished the sentence.
"—the bitch you are, were never born. That I wished you had died in the womb."
The arena gasped.
Not boos. Not cheers.
Shock.
Cole's voice rose in genuine anger. "Oh come on! That is vile! That's too far, way too far!
Lawler stood up from the desk. "That's her twin sister! You don't say that. Ever."
Brie dropped the microphone.
Her knees buckled beneath her.
She collapsed onto the ramp, sobbing openly, hands covering her face as her shoulders shook. The camera caught her covering her face, shoulders shaking, completely shattered.
The camera lingered for just a moment before cutting away. For the first time, even some of the crowd's boos softened, replaced by stunned silence and murmurs of disbelief.
Inside the ring, Sandro's expression didn't change. Alexa tilted her head slightly, with an evil smirk on her face. AJ folded her arms, watching with sly and amusement look on her face.
Suddenly—
Kelly Kelly's music hit.
Then Eve Torres'.
The crowd erupted again as Kelly and Eve sprinted out from backstage, sliding to Brie's side instantly. Kelly dropped to her knees and wrapped her arms around Brie, glaring toward the ring. Eve stood up, pointing furiously at Nikki.
"How could you say that?" Eve shouted. "That's your sister!"
Kelly added, voice shaking with anger, "You should be ashamed of yourself! She loves you! We all do!"
The fans cheered their support.
Nikki rolled her eyes, lifting the mic again. "Oh look," she said mockingly. "Here come the so called best friends."
"Since everyone wants to make this emotional," Nikki continued, "why don't we settle it the way we're supposed to?"
She smirked and gestured around the ring, to Alexa, to AJ, and to Sandro.
"Why don't we just make this simple?"
The crowd buzzed.
"How about a three on three tag team match," Nikki said, voice dripping with challenge, "right here, right now."
A massive pop exploded form the fans.
Cole nearly jumped out of his seat. "A match?!"
"So I can finally say goodbye to my bleak past," Nikki continued, stepping closer to the ropes, "and embrace my bright future."
She glanced back at Sandro, then at Alexa and AJ.
"With my man. My real sisters. And my man's faction."
The boos and cheers collided into pure chaos.
Cole shouted, "This has gotten completely out of control!"
Lawler shook his head. "Families breaking apart, sides are being made… RAW is imploding."
In the ring, Sandro finally stepped forward, placing a hand on Nikki's shoulder, not possessive, not gentle, just present. He looked down at Brie on the ramp, then at Kelly and Eve.
He leaned toward the mic Nikki still held and spoke just loud enough to be heard.
"Looks like your answer's right in front of you."
The crowd was on their feet, screaming in anticipation as referees rushed down the ramp, trying to get some semblance of order.
AJ cracked her neck, smirking. Alexa rolled her shoulders, title gleaming under the lights.
Kelly and Eve helped Brie to her feet, whispering something to her as Brie wiped her tears, still shaking but nodding slowly.
Brie picked up her microphone again, hands trembling, but her eyes were hard now.
"You want a match?" Brie said quietly. "Fine."
The crowd roared.
"But this isn't about your 'future,'" Brie added, voice gaining strength. "This is about holding you accountable."
Nikki laughed. "Good luck with that."
Sandro at this time leaned in and whispered something only Nikki could hear, causing her to smile, before then Sandro get off the ring and stand on the corner with his titles.
Nikki, Alexa, and AJ backs off to their corner, with Nikki will start for the three of them. Meanwhile Kelly and Eve helped Brie get in the apron, where then Kelly will be the one starting for the team.
The referee raised his hands, signaling for the bell as the crowd reached a fever pitch.
DING DING DING!
The bell echoed through the arena like a gunshot, and the sound alone felt symbolic, there was no walking any of this back now.
Cole shouted, "This has gone from shocking to heartbreaking to explosive!"
Lawler nodded. "RAW just changed directions in a big way."
Kelly Kelly didn't hesitate.
She exploded out of her corner and went straight for Nikki Bella, tackling her to the mat in a blur of blonde hair and fury. The crowd roared as Kelly rained down right hands, every strike fueled by months of loyalty and the raw anger of seeing her best friend broken on national television.
Cole's voice was already hoarse. "Kelly Kelly wasting absolutely no time! She's unloading everything she has on Nikki Bella!"
Lawler slammed the desk. "That's not wrestling rage, that's personal!"
Nikki scrambled, rolling and clawing until she managed to shove Kelly off and kick her away. She slid back to her feet and tagged Alexa Bliss almost immediately, clearly not interested in taking that beating so early.
Alexa stepped through the ropes calmly, almost lazily, a cruel little smile on her face as Nikki retreated to the apron.
Kelly rushed her.
Big mistake.
Alexa slipped to the side and snapped off a sharp forearm to Kelly's jaw, followed by a quick snapmare and a stiff basement kick to the spine. She popped back to her feet, hair flying, feeding off the reaction as she stomped Kelly down.
Cole scoffed. "You see that look on Alexa Bliss' face? She's enjoying this."
Lawler snarled. "That's a dangerous woman right there."
Alexa dragged Kelly up by the wrist and tagged AJ Lee in, the transition smooth and seamless. AJ entered like she'd been shot out of a cannon, snapping a low kick into Kelly's thigh, then another, then a third, forcing Kelly to stumble back into the corner.
AJ grabbed Kelly by the head and drove her facefirst into the turnbuckle. She followed it up with a running knee to the ribs, then a snap suplex that rattled the ring.
AJ popped up to her feet, shaking her head erratically, eyes wild.
Cole muttered, "AJ Lee is on another level tonight."
Lawler added bitterly, "And she's loving every second of it."
AJ dragged Kelly toward the Undisputed corner and tagged Nikki back in. Nikki stepped through the ropes slowly, deliberately, eyes locked on Kelly with something cold behind them.
She pulled Kelly up and shoved her back into the corner, unloading stiff shoulder thrusts to the midsection, each one punctuated by the referee's count.
Nikki broke at four, throwing her hands up innocently before snapping Kelly's head back by the hair when the ref turned away.
The boos poured down.
"That's cheap!" Cole shouted. "Absolutely cheap!"
Nikki whipped Kelly across the ring and caught her on the rebound with a spinebuster, floating into a cover.
One.
Two—
Kelly kicked out.
Nikki scowled and dragged Kelly by the hair toward the ropes, tagging Alexa back in. The Undisputed System Woman trio moved like they'd been teaming together for years, cutting the ring in half, isolating Kelly, making every tag count.
Alexa worked methodically, driving knees into Kelly's ribs, then dragging her back whenever she crawled toward her corner.
At ringside, Sandro stood completely still, both of his titles draped over his shoulder and around his waist, Alexa's Divas Championship hanging from his hand like a prize already accounted for.
He didn't shout.
He didn't interfere.
He just watched.
Cole pointed it out. "Look at Sandro Zhang. He's not saying a word. He doesn't need to."
Lawler grumbled. "That confidence makes my skin crawl."
Alexa tagged AJ again, and AJ went right to work, trapping Kelly in a surfboard stretch, wrenching back with a sadistic grin as Kelly cried out. The referee asked if she wanted to submit. Kelly shook her head violently.
The crowd clapped, trying to will her forward.
AJ released the hold suddenly and dropkicked Kelly square in the back, sending her face first into the mat. AJ covered.
One.
Two—
Kelly barely got a shoulder up.
AJ slammed the mat in frustration and tagged Alexa back in.
Alexa entered with purpose, stomping Kelly repeatedly before dragging her up and slamming her face into the mat. She leaned down and said something to Kelly, inaudible, but venomous, before pulling her up for a snap suplex.
Kelly landed hard.
Alexa covered again.
One.
Two—
Kelly kicked out again.
The crowd exploded in relief.
"Kelly Kelly refusing to quit!" Cole yelled.
Lawler nodded. "She's fighting for more than a win right now."
Alexa dragged Kelly up and whipped her toward the Undisputed corner again, but Kelly reversed it at the last second.
Nikki stumbled.
Kelly lunged.
She dove—
TAG!
Brie Bella's hand slapped Kelly's, and the arena erupted as Brie launched herself through the ropes like a woman possessed.
Cole screamed, "Here comes Brie Bella!"
Brie charged Alexa and took her down with a Lou Thesz press, raining down right hands as years of hurt and betrayal poured out through her fists. The crowd roared with every strike.
Alexa shoved her off and scrambled to her feet, but Brie was already there, drilling her with a running clothesline, then another.
Brie hit the ropes and came back with a flying forearm that dropped Alexa flat.
The place went insane.
Lawler shouted, "That's what it looks like when pain turns into fire!"
Brie didn't waste time. She yanked Alexa up and whipped her into the corner hard, following in with a running knee to the gut. Alexa staggered out, clutching her midsection and Brie planted her with a snap DDT.
Cover.
One.
Two—
AJ broke it up at the last second.
Eve Torres stormed into the ring, tackling AJ and brawling with her as the referee lost control. Alexa manages to tag in Nikki who entered into the match, and suddenly all six women were in the ring, chaos erupting.
Cole's voice climbed higher. "This is breaking down!"
The referee shouted, trying to restore order as Eve and AJ spilled through the ropes to the floor, Alexa chasing them. Kelly joined in, diving through the ropes onto Alexa, taking both women down in a heap. Inside the ring, it was just Brie and Nikki.
The crowd buzzed.
They stood up slowly.
Eyes locked.
For the first time all night, it was just them.
Twin sisters.
Opposite sides.
Nikki smirked and slapped Brie across the face.
The sound echoed.
Brie froze.
For a split second, she couldn't move.
Cole's voice softened. "You can see it… she doesn't want to fight her."
Nikki didn't hesitate. She grabbed Brie and threw her into the ropes, catching her with a brutal clothesline that flipped Brie inside out. Nikki followed with a stiff kick to the ribs, then another, keeping Brie grounded.
Nikki dragged her up and drove her face first into the turnbuckle, grinding her forearm across Brie's throat. The referee counted. Nikki broke at four, hands raised, but the damage was done.
Brie stumbled out.
Nikki hit a snap suplex.
Then another.
She covered.
One.
Two—
Brie kicked out.
Nikki's expression hardened. She mounted Brie and began hammering her with forearms, each strike more vicious than the last.
Cole sounded sick. "This is brutal."
Lawler growled. "She's taking her apart."
Brie curled up, hands up defensively, unable to bring herself to strike back at first. Nikki took advantage, locking her in a grounded headlock, wrenching back and screaming for her to give up.
The crowd clapped rhythmically, chanting for Brie.
"LET'S GO BRIE!"
"LET'S GO BRIE!"
At ringside, Sandro adjusted the titles on his arms slightly, eyes never leaving the ring.
Brie began to move.
Slowly.
She planted her boots.
She pushed.
She rose to one knee.
Then to her feet.
Nikki tried to wrench her back down, but Brie snapped back with a sharp elbow to the ribs.
Another.
And another.
The crowd erupted.
Brie broke free and fired a forearm into Nikki's face.
Nikki reeled.
Brie hit another.
Then another.
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!"
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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