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The arena drowned in boos, louder than any all night. Louder than Sandro's entrance. Louder than Big E and Ryback's victory. Because this time, they came out all together. Alexa Bliss emerged first, strutting confidently, flipping her hair, her entrance robe glimmering under the spotlight. Her face held a cold smirk, one that promised she was about to finish the Undisputed System's gold sweep tonight.
Behind her came Sandro, the United States title on his left shoulder, chin tilted up with that signature arrogant swagger.
Then Drew McIntyre, intense eyes locked on the ring.
Then Wade Barrett, stoic and sneering.
Kofi Kingston, grinning ear to ear.
And finally, Big E and Ryback, the new World Tag Team Champions, holding the freshly won titles high.
Together they formed a wall of dominance.
Boos rained down, a storm of pure hatred.
Alexa pointed to the ring and shouted, "THIS TITLE IS COMING HOME!"
Justin Roberts stood mid ring, ready.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this… is the MAIN EVENT of Over The Limit! Scheduled for one fall, and it is for the… WWE DIVAS CHAMPIONSHIP!"
The Undisputed System fanned out behind Alexa as she entered the ring. She hopped onto the second rope, stretching her arms out wide as fans booed relentlessly.
Justin Roberts continued.
"Introducing first… the challenger! Representing the Undisputed System! Accompanied by the Undisputed System! She is… ALEXAAAA BLISSSSS!"
Alexa grinned down at the crowd, relishing how much they hated her.
Then—
HIIIIT THE MUSIIIIC!
Kelly Kelly's theme blasted through the speakers and the arena erupted, desperate for hope, desperate for something to believe in after the night's devastation.
Kelly Kelly stepped out with the Divas Championship around her waist, head held high despite everything. Behind her came Cryme Tyme, battered, disappointed, somber, but standing tall beside their friend. And Paul Heyman flanked them, walking with calm authority.
Justin Roberts announced:
"And her opponent! Accompanied to the ring by Cryme Tyme and the RAW General Manager, Paul Heyman! She is the WWE Divas Champion… KELLY! KELLY!"
Kelly smiled, slapped hands with fans, nodded at signs on the ramp. Cryme Tyme tried their best to smile for her, to be strong, but the pain was still clear on their faces.
She entered the ring, climbed the turnbuckle, held her Divas Championship high, drawing a massive ovation.
The referee stepped to her corner, Kelly unstrapped her title and handed it over. The ref lifted the Divas Championship high for all to see, its pink butterfly glimmering under the lights.
The crowd held their breath.
Cryme Tyme glared at the Undisputed System.
The Undisputed System glared back.
Alexa leaned forward, smiling with venom.
Kelly rolled her shoulders, eyes locked on her challenger.
The referee checked both women.
And then—
DING! DING! DING!
The bell echoed through the arena like the starting gun of a war. The crowd surged to their feet, buzzing with the kind of electricity that only comes when everyone knows, everyone, they're about to witness something big. Alexa and Kelly stepped out of their corners slowly, eyes locked, shoulders squared, neither blinking, neither giving an inch.
Cole's voice broke through the tension. "King… this could be the most important match of Kelly Kelly's career. She's walking into this after Cryme Tyme just lost their titles. The mood is heavy, the energy is emotional, and she's standing against a challenger backed by the entire Undisputed System."
Lawler nodded, leaning forward. "You can see it on her face, Cole. She knows the stakes. She knows Alexa is dangerous, especially with that crew at ringside."
Alexa smirked, inching closer, tilting her head like she was studying prey. She mouthed something, too quiet for the cameras to catch, but loud enough to trigger more boos. Kelly didn't react. She simply adjusted her stance and raised her hands.
The two women circled.
Locked up.
The crowd roared.
And Alexa immediately used her strength advantage, surprising everyone, driving Kelly backward toward the ropes. Kelly planted her feet, shifted her weight, and reversed, pushing Alexa back into the center.
Alexa broke the hold abruptly and slapped Kelly across the face.
A loud, sharp CRACK echoed through the building.
The fans erupted with venomous "BOOOO!"
Kelly staggered back a half-step, blinking, eyes burning.
Cole nearly stood up from the announce table.
"Oh COME ON! That's blatant disrespect!"
Alexa wagged her finger. "You can't hang with me."
But she wasn't prepared for the response.
Kelly EXPLODED forward with a burst of speed, tackling Alexa to the mat. The crowd roared as Kelly mounted her and hammered down forearm after forearm, the frustration of the night boiling through every strike.
"YES! YES! YES!" the crowd chanted with each hit.
Alexa scrambled frantically, trying to shield herself, eventually slithering free and rolling to the ropes. She slid under the bottom rope to the outside, regrouping near Drew McIntyre and Wade Barrett, shaking her head in disbelief.
Sandro leaned in, shouting, "Stick to the plan! Get in her head!"
From the opposite side, Paul Heyman cupped his hands around his mouth and yelled toward Kelly, "Keep the pressure! Don't give her space!"
Shad and JTG were hyping Kelly too, clapping rhythmically, pacing, eyes full of determination.
Alexa climbed back onto the apron cautiously, one knee on the edge. Kelly stepped in, trying to yank her back inside, but Alexa snapped Kelly's neck across the top rope, sending her stumbling backward.
Alexa slid in and instantly targeted Kelly's ribs with stiff kicks, each one precise, calculated, vicious. Kelly grimaced, trying to shield herself, but Alexa grabbed a fistful of hair and slammed her face-first into the turnbuckle.
Lawler winced. "That's the Alexa Bliss we've seen tearing through the division. She's cold, she's cruel, and she picks a target."
Alexa pressed Kelly against the corner and drove her shoulder repeatedly into Kelly's midsection, each thrust knocking the wind from her lungs. She stepped back, pointed mockingly to the crowd, and yelled, "This is your champion?"
The audience booed, but Alexa smirked, proud of herself.
She whipped Kelly across the ring, but Kelly reversed, Alexa hit the corner HARD.
Kelly charged, flying clothesline! Alexa's head snapped back as Kelly landed the blow cleanly. Kelly grabbed her wrist and whipped her again, this time hitting a spinning back elbow on the rebound.
The crowd leaped back to life.
Cole's voice rose with them. "She's not going down without a fight, King! Look at this comeback!"
Kelly took Alexa by the head, rushed up the ropes, TORNADO DDT
Alexa's body bounced off the mat.
Kelly covered—
ONE! TWO!! Alexa kicked out!
The fans groaned, but Kelly didn't waste a second. She grabbed Alexa's arm, pulled her up, and hit a snap suplex. Rolled through, another suplex! Rolled through again, THIRD suplex!
Shad slapped the apron. "THAT'S WHAT I'M TALKIN' ABOUT!"
Ryback frowned, pacing with irritation. Big E folded his arms, watching carefully.
Kelly dragged Alexa to her feet, but Alexa suddenly landed a sneaky chop block to the back of Kelly's knee. Kelly buckled instantly, collapsing to the mat in pain.
Alexa's entire expression changed.
She saw a weakness.
She pounced.
She grabbed Kelly's leg, slammed her knee into the mat, twisted it, stomped it relentlessly. Kelly cried out, clutching her knee, trying to pull away, but Alexa trapped it between her arms and dropped all her weight on it.
King groaned into commentary. "That's dangerous. You don't mess with knees like that unless you're trying to end someone's career."
Alexa shouted at Kelly, "You don't belong here! I'm the star! You're just the placeholder!"
She wrenched Kelly's leg backward in a single-leg crab, leaning back so far her boots nearly touched the mat.
Kelly screamed, reaching desperately for the ropes.
Cryme Tyme shouted encouragement. "You got this, Kells! Come on!"
Heyman leaned forward, voice sharp. "Crawl! Don't try to push, crawl!"
Kelly heard him.
She gritted her teeth, planted her elbows, and dragged herself inch by painful inch. Alexa shrieked, "NO!" and tried to haul her back to the center, but Kelly lunged just enough to grab the bottom rope.
The referee forced Alexa to break.
Alexa let go, but not before giving one last wrench that made Kelly cry out again.
Alexa stood, breathing heavily but with a proud smile. She strutted around Kelly like a predator circling a wounded animal.
Then—
She ran and delivered a baseball slide dropkick straight to the injured knee.
Kelly rolled away, clutching her leg, whimpering from the sharp pain.
Alexa walked right up to Sandro and Drew on the outside. "I told you I'd finish the sweep tonight."
Cole grumbled, "Of course she's bragging… she's got the entire Undisputed System out here."
Alexa returned to Kelly, dragged her upright, and threw her toward the ropes, but Kelly's leg buckled and she fell to one knee. Alexa took advantage, running knee strike to Kelly's jaw!
Kelly collapsed flat.
Alexa covered—
ONE! TWO! KELLY KICKED OUT!
The arena exploded into cheers.
Alexa couldn't believe it. She sat up, shaking her head, slapping the mat in frustration. She shouted at the referee, "Do your job!"
Wade Barrett smirked from ringside. "She's losing composure. Keep pushing."
Alexa stalked behind Kelly, waiting, tilting her head like a snake ready to strike. When Kelly got to one knee—
Alexa ran for a shining wizard—
But Kelly ducked!
Alexa missed entirely and crashed.
Kelly rolled her up in a tight schoolgirl pin—
ONE! TWO! Alexa kicked out, springing to her feet—
Kelly was already off the ropes, DIVING CROSSBODY!
Both women crashed to the mat.
The arena went WILD.
Cole yelled, "Listen to this place! Kelly Kelly is fighting with EVERYTHING she has!"
Kelly forced herself upright, limping heavily, but still moving. Alexa rose too, Kelly hit her with a forearm. Alexa fired back. Kelly hit another. Alexa responded. Then Kelly, then Alexa, then BOTH WOMEN traded blows as the crowd chanted.
"LET'S GO KELLY!"
"ALEXA SUCKS!"
"LET'S GO KELLY!"
"ALEXA SUCKS!"
Kelly gained momentum, forearm! Another! Spinning back kick! Alexa stumbled—
Kelly bounced off the ropes, CLOTHESLINE!
Alexa hit the mat.
Kelly dragged herself up the turnbuckles, climbing slowly, wincing with every step. The entire building stood up.
Lawler gasped, "She's going high risk, and with that injured knee? She's putting everything on the line!"
Kelly reached the top.
Alexa staggered to her feet—
Kelly LEAPT—
DIVING HURRICANRANA!
The crowd exploded in shock and applause as Alexa flipped across the ring, rolling to a stop under the bottom rope.
Shad yelled, "THAT'S WHAT WE NEED!"
The Undisputed System stared in disbelief.
Kelly crawled toward Alexa, trying to pull her back in, but Alexa held onto the ropes for dear life, using the ref's count to force separation. Kelly pushed herself up, limping but focused—
Suddenly Alexa lunged, grabbed Kelly by the head, and snapped her throat across the top rope again.
Kelly choked, stumbling backward—
Alexa climbed the ropes, on the top ropes, TWISTED BLISS PREP—
But Kelly moved!
Alexa landed HARD on her stomach, rolling in agony.
The crowd ERUPTED.
Kelly saw her chance.
She grabbed Alexa's arm, pulled her up, hit a spinning headscissors takedown that planted Alexa in the center of the ring.
Kelly pointed to the ropes.
The building came alive.
Cole nearly shouted into his headset, "SHE'S GOING FOR IT! THE MOVE THAT WON HER THE TITLE!"
Kelly climbed the ropes again—
Alexa staggered up, dazed—
But this time, Alexa hurled herself at the ropes, shaking them violently.
Kelly lost her footing—
Crashed crotch first onto the top rope.
The entire crowd groaned.
Alexa smirked, wiped sweat from her brow, and stepped in.
She climbed up the ropes beside Kelly, hooking her arm, going for a superplex.
Kelly elbowed her, one! Two! Three! Alexa wobbled.
Kelly shoved her HARD—
Alexa crashed to the mat!
Kelly steadied herself—
The arena held its breath—
Kelly jumped—
DIVING SPLASH!
SHE HIT IT—
Kelly hooked the leg—
ONE! TWO!! ALEXA KICKED OUT!
The arena EXPLODED in disbelief.
Kelly couldn't believe it. Cryme Tyme yelled encouragement. Paul Heyman slapped the apron rhythmically, trying to keep Kelly's focus sharp.
Sandro shouted to Alexa, "Stay in it! You're almost there!"
Both women lay on the mat, chest heaving, sweat dripping, bodies bruised. The ref began counting—
ONE.
TWO.
THREE.
They slowly crawled toward opposite ropes.
FOUR.
FIVE.
They pulled themselves upright.
SIX.
Both women stood barely.
And then—
They charged.
Kelly ducked a clothesline, rebounded, hit a handspring back elbow! Alexa dropped to one knee.
Kelly ran again—
Alexa suddenly leapt up, DROP TOE HOLD! Kelly's jaw smacked the mat. Alexa snapped into motion, grabbing Kelly's injured leg, smashing it into the canvas again and again. Kelly screamed, clawing at the mat, trying to twist free.
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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