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Sasha Banks saw an opening and rushed in, grabbing Paige from behind and trying to muscle her over the top. Paige hooked the ropes with her arm, snarling, kicking backward to catch Sasha in the shin.
Sasha yelped, stumbling back, right into Becky Lynch.
Becky unloaded.
Forearm. Forearm. Uppercut.
Sasha staggered, Becky grabbing her by the arm and whipping her toward the ropes. Sasha ducked under Becky's clothesline, rebounded, and snapped a meteora that dropped Becky to a knee.
The crowd popped.
"These women are fighting like it's the main event of WrestleMania!" Cole exclaimed.
Bayley climbed the turnbuckles, taking a risk, leaping into the mass with a flying crossbody that wiped out Maxxine and Alicia Fox. The crowd erupted, Bayley popping to her feet with a wide-eyed smile before remembering where she was — and ducking just in time to avoid a boot from Charlotte Flair.
Charlotte grabbed Bayley by the hair and dragged her toward the ropes.
Emma rushed in again, trying to save her, but Charlotte swatted her away with a big boot.
Charlotte hoisted Bayley up, but Bayley kicked wildly, slipping down and shoving Charlotte chest first into the ropes instead. Bayley and Emma teamed up, trying to push Charlotte out.
Charlotte fought back with raw strength, shoving both women off and leveling Emma with a chop that echoed through the arena.
"That might've taken Emma's head off!" Josh reacted.
Meanwhile, Naomi launched herself at Maxxine, both women tumbling dangerously close to the ropes. Maxxine tried to hang on, but Naomi caught her with a roundhouse kick.
Maxxine fell.
Savanna announced it cleanly. "Maxxine has been eliminated!"
The crowd clapped loudly.
Sasha Banks and Paige found themselves back at it again, exchanging blistering strikes near the corner. Paige headbutted Sasha, stunning her, then charged, but Sasha pulled the ropes down at the last second.
Paige flew over the top rope.
The crowd gasped, then exploded as Paige landed on the apron, barely keeping one foot hooked.
Sasha rushed, but Paige snapped a kick through the ropes, catching Sasha flush. Paige slingshotted back in, roaring as the crowd responded.
"That was close!" Cole said. "Paige nearly eliminated!"
Becky Lynch recovered, locking eyes with Bayley. The two shared a moment, mutual respect, competitive fire, then collided, trading punches in the center of the ring. Becky's strikes were sharp and fiery, Bayley's raw and emotional.
Becky went for a clothesline, Bayley ducked, bounced off the ropes, and hit a running back elbow.
Charlotte charged in and grabbed Bayley from behind, hoisting her again, but Becky rushed in and clipped Charlotte's leg, dropping her to a knee.
The ring was absolute bedlam.
Naomi attempted a springboard move, but Asuka intercepted her mid air with a savage spinning kick that sent Naomi crashing to the mat.
The crowd reacted with a collective "OHHH!"
Asuka grabbed Naomi by the head, dragged her up, and fired rapid fire kicks to the thigh, ribs, and chest, each one snapping with sickening precision.
Naomi collapsed against the ropes.
Asuka rushed, blasting her with a final kick that sent Naomi over the top rope.
Savanna didn't hesitate. "Naomi has been eliminated!"
Cole's voice rose. "Asuka is on another level right now!"
Josh nodded. "There's something different about her. Something dangerous."
The field began to thin.
Remaining in the ring was Becky Lynch, Bayley, Charlotte Flair, Kaitlyn, Alicia Fox, Paige, Sasha Banks, Emma, and Asuka.
Kaitlyn squared up with Charlotte, the two powerhouses clashing again. Kaitlyn muscled Charlotte toward the ropes, but Charlotte gouged the eyes just enough to break free, then shoved Kaitlyn back.
Charlotte charged and Kaitlyn caught her.
Spinebuster.
The ring shook.
The crowd roared.
Kaitlyn hauled Charlotte up, trying to eliminate her, but Sasha Banks rushed in from behind, hooking Kaitlyn's waist and yanking her backward.
Becky joined in, grabbing Kaitlyn's arm.
Together, they heaved.
Kaitlyn struggled, feet scrambling, then slipped.
Savanna announced it. "Kaitlyn has been eliminated!"
The crowd applauded the effort.
Alicia Fox tried to sneak attack Becky from behind, but Becky caught her with a sudden exploder suplex, sending Alicia sliding under the ropes to the apron.
Becky charged, but Alicia yanked the ropes down.
Becky tumbled over.
The arena gasped, then erupted as Becky landed on the apron, barely hanging on.
Alicia rushed, but Becky snapped a forearm, then a kick, and a final clothesline that sent Alicia crashing to the floor instead.
Savanna called it. "Alicia Fox has been eliminated!"
Becky rolled back in, pounding her chest as the crowd cheered loudly.
Emma and Bayley teamed up again, targeting Sasha Banks, trying to eliminate the Boss. Sasha fought desperately, grabbing the ropes, kicking wildly.
Paige rushed in, blasting Emma with a knee strike, then shoulder checking Bayley.
Sasha recovered just enough to grab Emma from behind and dump her over the top rope.
Emma hit the floor hard.
Savanna announced it. "Emma has been eliminated!"
The crowd showed appreciation for Emma as she sat on the floor, disappointed but proud.
Charlotte Flair re emerged, grabbing Paige and hoisting her toward the ropes. Paige fought, kicking, but Charlotte's strength was overwhelming.
Becky rushed in, but too late.
Charlotte dumped Paige out.
Savanna made it official. "Paige has been eliminated!"
The ring was down to five.
Becky Lynch.
Bayley.
Charlotte Flair.
Sasha Banks.
Asuka.
The crowd buzzed louder than ever.
Cole leaned forward. "This is it. Five women left. One of them will make history."
The pace slowed for half a second, the calm before the storm.
Then chaos resumed.
Sasha and Bayley tangled near the ropes, Bayley nearly slipping out again before Becky pulled her back in. Charlotte squared up with Asuka for the first time.
The crowd sensed it.
Asuka and Charlotte stared each other down.
Then struck.
Charlotte chopped.
Asuka kicked.
Charlotte staggered back, eyes wide, absorbing the impact. She rushed again and Asuka nailed her with a spinning backfist.
Charlotte collapsed to a knee.
Asuka didn't waste a second, firing a brutal kick that sent Charlotte tumbling through the ropes.
Savanna's voice cut through the noise. "Charlotte Flair has been eliminated!"
The crowd exploded.
Josh shouted, "Charlotte is out! Asuka just eliminated Charlotte Flair!"
Sasha Banks tried to capitalize, grabbing Becky and trying to force her out. Becky fought back with everything she had, headbutting Sasha, then clotheslining her over the top rope.
Sasha landed on the apron.
Bayley rushed, but Sasha yanked her forward, Bayley slipping under the ropes to the apron as well.
Both women teetered.
Asuka charged.
A single running kick caught Bayley square in the chest.
Bayley fell.
Savanna announced it, voice steady. "Bayley has been eliminated!"
The crowd reacted with a mix of shock and applause.
Sasha Banks screamed, desperation in her eyes, launching herself back into the ring, right into Becky Lynch.
The two fought with reckless abandon, trading strikes, both knowing what was at stake.
Becky hooked Sasha for a clothesline Sasha ducked, rebounded, and went for a knee, Becky caught her mid move and hurled her over the ropes.
Sasha tried to hang on.
Asuka arrived.
One kick.
Sasha dropped.
Savanna raised her voice. "Sasha Banks has been eliminated!"
The crowd stood.
Only two remained.
Becky Lynch and Asuka.
The arena felt electric.
Becky wiped sweat from her brow, eyes locked on Asuka. Asuka stood calm, composed, breathing steady.
They charged.
Becky threw everything she had, forearms, kicks, heart, but Asuka absorbed it, countering with ruthless precision. Becky tried one final push near the ropes, hooking Asuka's arm, screaming with effort.
Asuka twisted free.
A spinning kick caught Becky flush.
Becky stumbled and fell over the top rope.
The building erupted.
Savanna stepped forward, voice clear and proud.
"Ladies and gentlemen… your winner… and the FIRST EVER NXT WOMEN'S CHAMPION… ASUKA!"
The bell rang again as Asuka dropped to one knee, emotion flashing briefly across her face before she rose, arms raised.
Cole shouted over the noise. "History has been made!"
Josh added, "An instant classic! These women just redefined expectations!"
Asuka was handed the championship, lifting it high as the crowd roared, the first name etched into NXT history.
The roar for Asuka's historic victory was still echoing through the arena, a tangible wave of energy and emotion that seemed to hang in the air like smoke.
But in NXT, the show never stops. As the women began their slow, painful procession to the back, the atmosphere began to shift, crackling with a new kind of anticipation.
Cole, still buzzing from the women's match, leaned into his microphone, his voice cutting through the lingering cheers. "Josh, I don't know how you follow that. I truly don't. But we have to try, because history is not done being made tonight!"
Josh nodded vigorously beside him. "That's right, Cole! The women just tore the house down and made history. Now, it's time for the men to do the same! Up next, we crown the inaugural NXT Tag Team Champions in a Fatal Five-Way match!"
"Five teams," Cole emphasized, "all with their own styles, their own stories, and only one can walk out as the first to ever hold these championships. The question, Josh, is who? Who's in this thing?"
The arena lights dimmed, and the first chords of a funky, upbeat theme hit the speakers. A spotlight hit the entrance tunnel.
"Well, we're about to find out!" Josh exclaimed. "And starting us off, they bring the sunshine and the party to NXT, it's the South Beach Boys! Darren Young and Percy Watson!"
Young and Watson burst onto the stage, all bright colors and bigger smiles, slapping hands and dancing their way down the ramp. Watson struck his signature "Oh yeah!" pose, his sunglasses gleaming, as they bounded into the ring, feeding off the crowd's warm, if somewhat still distracted, reception. They were pure athleticism and charisma.
The funky music faded, replaced by an ominous, discordant hum. The lights flickered, then died to a deep, unsettling blue. A single, crackling lantern light appeared at the top of the ramp.
"And here comes the darkness," Cole said, his voice dropping. "Accompanied by their shepherd, Bray Wyatt… The Wyatt Family."
Bray Wyatt, his hat pulled low, swayed into the light, holding the lantern. He began to sing, his voice a haunting whisper. "He's got the whole world… in his hands…" Behind him, the two monstrous forms of Luke Harper and Erick Rowan shambled into view.
Harper's intense, wild eyed stare was fixed on the ring. Rowan, clutching his sheep mask, looked like a force of nature held barely in check.
They moved with a terrifying, deliberate purpose, ignoring the fans who recoiled and booed. Bray took a seat at ringside, a malevolent puppeteer, as his monsters entered the ring. The South Beach Boys' smiles had tightened, their playful stance turning defensive.
The mood shifted again as a burst of punk rock aggression blasted through the speakers. "And here come the Dudebusters! Curt Hawkins and Trent Barreta!" Josh called.
Hawkins, the more calculated of the two, strutted out with a cocky smirk, while Barreta followed with frantic, jumpy energy. They were scrappy, arrogant, and saw this as their chance to finally grab gold and prove they weren't just prelim guys.
They slid into the ring, Hawkins immediately talking trash to Percy Watson, who just grinned and pointed to his own bicep.
Then, the music cut.
A stark, simple, grinding guitar riff began. A low, distorted beat. The crowd's murmur took on a different tone, one of confusion, then dawning recognition, and finally, an explosion of sheer noise.
Cole's voice rose in genuine surprise. "Wait a minute… I know this music. But these men… they haven't been together in quite some time. Not since what happened in FCW!"
"It can't be…" Josh breathed.
And out they walked. No flashy gear, just simple black trunks and knee pads. But the intensity radiating from them was blinding. On the left, Seth Rollins, the architect, a cool, calculating fire in his eyes. On the right, Dean Ambrose, a live wire, his gaze unhinged and scanning the crowd like he was looking for a fight he'd left unfinished.
"Seth Rollins and Dean Ambrose!" Cole shouted over the roar. "These two were brothers! They were the foundation of one of FCW's most dangerous tag teams! But Seth Rollins turned his back on Dean Ambrose in the most infamous betrayal in FCW history! They went to war, they went their separate ways, they both became FCW Florida Heavyweight Champion on their own… and now, tonight, they are back together?!"
The reaction was nuclear. The NXT crowd was packed with FCW faithful who remembered the brutal split, the bitter singles matches. To see them side by side again was shocking.
Ambrose and Rollins didn't acknowledge each other, didn't slap hands. They just walked with a shared, singular focus toward the ring, a volatile alliance forged not in friendship, but in the sheer, undeniable opportunity for gold. It was a business arrangement with a hair trigger.
Finally, a lively, Latin inspired theme song played. "And our final team! Los Aviadores! Hunico and Epico!" The masked, high flying duo pranced to the ring with flashy técnico style, bowing to the crowd. They were the dark horses, masters of synchronized, aerial offense.
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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
Wrestlemania Record: 1 - 0