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Triple H stepped forward, his voice booming as the crowd leaned in. "Do you and the rest of your little Undisputed System have the balls to face DX? That's the only question that matters." The crowd erupted with cheers, a deafening "DX! DX! DX!" chant filling the arena as Triple H dropped the mic, staring a hole through Sandro at the top of the ramp.
Sandro, standing at the top of the ramp with Alexa clutching his arm, was visibly seething at the jab Triple H had thrown his way. His face was red, jaw clenched, and for a second it looked like he was going to march down to the ring and throw hands right then and there. But then, slowly, he took a deep breath. He smoothed his hair back, patted Alexa's hand reassuringly, and let out a sly chuckle into the microphone.
He tilted his head toward Alexa, turning to her with exaggerated curiosity. "Babe," he said loudly enough for the camera mics to pick up, "did you hear what Hunter just said? Did you hear what 'The Game' had to say about me?"
Alexa, ever the actress, shook her head innocently and leaned into the mic with a pout. "Nope. I didn't hear a thing."
The crowd booed and jeered. Sandro grinned and then turned to his left, facing Wade Barrett. "Wade, big man, did you catch what Hunter said just now?"
Wade smirked and shook his head. "Nah, boss, didn't hear it."
Sandro chuckled, then turned to Drew. "Drew? What about you? You're supposed to be the serious one here."
Drew crossed his arms, scowling, then muttered into the mic Alexa held out for him. "Nope. Didn't hear a damn thing."
Now Sandro looked over his shoulder at Big E and Ryback, who were grinning like bulldozers behind him. "And what about you two big guys? Did you hear what 'The Game' said?"
Big E wagged his head with a smile, and Ryback boomed out, "Nah Boss, I didn't hear a word what he had just said."
The fans booed relentlessly, DX in the ring shaking their heads at the mockery. Sandro finally turned back toward the ring, his smirk returning in full force as he addressed DX directly.
"Well, well, well. Guess it's just me then. Because what I heard wasn't some brave challenge, wasn't some legendary threat from 'The Game.' From the 'Cerebral Assassin.' Nah." He mocked Triple H's voice, screwing his face up into an exaggerated scowl. "What I heard was, 'Uhhhhh… I'm the Game… uhhhhhh… I'm angry… uhhhhhh… because my wife and my father in law got brought up… uhhhhhh… so now all I can say in retaliation is that you and your friends don't have balls… uhhhhh…'"
The crowd gasped, then roared. A mixture of laughter and boos shook the arena. The delivery was so spot on in mocking Triple H's cadence that for a split second the fans popped for nostalgia. Even Cole on commentary burst out laughing despite himself.
"Oh my God," Cole yelled, half in shock, half in disbelief. "Sandro just reenacted The Rock's old impression of Triple H! He just mocked Hunter the same way The Rock used to!"
Lawler slammed his headset down. "That arrogant punk! He thinks he's The Rock now? He's playing with fire, does he know what kind of man he's poking at?"
In the ring, Triple H went nuclear. His face turned crimson as he gritted his teeth, ready to bolt up the ramp and tear Sandro limb from limb. He took one big step through the ropes, but Road Dogg and Billy Gunn immediately grabbed him, pulling him back.
"Hunter, no!" Road Dogg shouted, shoving him in the chest. "Don't give him what he wants! That's exactly what he's trying to do!"
Billy added, "It's a trap, man! Stay cool, stay in the ring!"
Triple H shoved them back, pacing furiously, slapping the top rope with his hand in frustration. Shawn grabbed him by the arm and said something quietly, trying to calm him down. Meanwhile, Sandro and Alexa laughed at the top ramp like hyenas, Wade and Drew clapping slowly, Big E and Ryback pounding their chests in victory.
Sandro raised his mic again, his voice smooth now, full of confidence.
"You better tread lightly, Hunter. You and the rest of your little reunion tour down there. Because this? This isn't the Attitude Era anymore. This isn't Ruthless Aggression. This is our time. This is the Undisputed System era. And in our era, the rules aren't the same ones you played with. We don't care about respect. We don't care about authority. We don't care about nostalgia. We rewrite the rules, and we break them all over your faces."
The boos were deafening. Alexa clapped for him, almost bouncing with delight at the sheer level of hatred her boyfriend was drawing.
"And as for your little challenge?" Sandro continued, smirking. "Of course we accept. Why wouldn't we? You're just old men trying to relive your glory days. You think you're rebels, you think you're dangerous, but all you really are… are broken relics trying to stay relevant. At WrestleMania, we showed you we had the element of surprise, even if you got some of your own. Next time, we won't need it. Next time, we finish the job. Next time, we make sure Shawn isn't the only retiree washed up veteran in DX. We're gonna make all of you join him. Permanent retirement. No comebacks. No curtain calls. Done."
The fans roared with boos, Cole even shouting over them. "My God! Sandro just declared war on DX, saying he's going to retire them all!"
Lawler snapped, "That sick son of a bitch! He's got no respect for this business, none!"
Back in the ring, Shawn had had enough. He pulled the mic up, his face stern but steady.
"Good," he said flatly. "Good. That's what we wanted to hear. Turns out the Undisputed System actually has the balls. Small as they are, they're there at least."
The crowd laughed and cheered wildly at the jab, DX members pointing and laughing at Sandro. Shawn smirked, then raised his mic again.
"And if you've got a problem with that little statement, then we've got just two words for ya!"
The arena exploded as every member of DX, along with nearly every fan in the building, shouted in unison:
"SUCK IT!"
They all hit the crotch chop pose together, green pyro exploding on the stage for emphasis. The building shook with the chant of "SUCK IT! SUCK IT! SUCK IT!"
Sandro, unamused, adjusted his coat and leaned into his mic again. His voice was sharp, dismissive.
"Two words for us, huh? Cute. Real cute. But you know what? We've got two words for you too…"
The crowd, on instinct, shouted "SUCK IT!" again, mocking him before he could finish. Sandro rolled his eyes, sneering.
"No. Not that. Our two words are…" He smirked and looked up. "Look up."
The members of DX frowned in confusion, their faces tilting upward. And then—
SLAP!
A torrent of bright green slime came crashing down from the rafters, dumping over every member of DX. Triple H, Shawn, Road Dogg, Gunn, X-Pac, even Tori, all of them were drenched from head to toe in thick slime, slipping and flailing comically as the fans gasped and laughed in shock.
The arena erupted into a mixture of laughter and boos. The sight of DX covered in slime, green goo dripping off their faces and clothes, was a surreal reversal, the Undisputed System had just used DX's own playbook against them.
Sandro and Alexa were doubled over laughing at the top of the ramp, Wade pointing and clapping, Drew smirking smugly, while Big E and Ryback pretended to cry laughing. Sandro yelled into the mic over the chaos, "How's that for nostalgia, huh? Welcome to the Undisputed System Era!"
The crowd booed louder than ever, though some couldn't help but laugh at the slapstick visual. Cole was beside himself.
"I can't believe it! Sandro just turned DX's own tricks against them! Green slime, that's their move!"
Lawler screamed, "That's not funny! That's blasphemy! That slime belongs to DX, not to that arrogant punk!"
The Undisputed System, still laughing, slowly backed up the ramp, waving mockingly at DX as they retreated backstage. Sandro blew a kiss toward the ring, Alexa waving sweetly as the boos poured down.
In the ring, DX was slipping and sliding, trying to get back on their feet. Triple H's face was stone cold, slime dripping from his nose and chin as he glared daggers up the ramp. Shawn tried wiping slime out of his hair, muttering angrily to Road Dogg, who was swearing under his breath.
Finally, DX regrouped, getting out of the ring and climbing back into their jeep. The fans rallied behind them, chanting "DX! DX! DX!" as the jeep slowly backed up the ramp, a show of solidarity despite the humiliation. Triple H stood tall in the back of the jeep, pointing toward the curtain with a silent promise of vengeance.
Meanwhile, ringside crew scrambled to clean up the slime mess, mopping the mat quickly so the show could continue. The fans were buzzing, half laughing, half fuming, the energy in the arena electric.
The show rolled on, match after match keeping the momentum alive, but the shadow of what had just happened hung over everything. The war between DX and the Undisputed System wasn't just real now, it was personal.
And then, finally, the main event segment arrived.
In the center of the ring, Kelly Kelly stood proudly, the Divas Championship draped over her shoulder. The crowd gave her a warm ovation as she smiled, soaking in the spotlight. She lifted her mic, beginning a self-promo about her reign, her perseverance, and how she represented the Divas division with pride.
But suddenly —
"SHOCK. THE. SYSTEM."
The arena lights shifted as Alexa Bliss walked out onto the stage, hand in hand with Sandro. The fans exploded in boos, louder than ever, the venom of earlier in the night carrying over.
This time, it was just the two of them, no Wade, no Drew, no Big E, no Ryback. Just the Undisputed System's power couple, striding down the ramp with smug confidence, Alexa leading the way with her sly grin, Sandro carrying the microphone that he have used earlier tonight.
The crowd booed relentlessly, signs shaking, chants of "ASSHOLE!" echoing through the arena. Kelly Kelly lowered her mic, her eyes narrowing, clutching the title on her shoulder as if bracing for war.
Cole's voice rose, urgent. "Oh no… oh no, not now! Not Kelly Kelly!"
Lawler groaned in disgust. "Why is Sandro out here AGAIN?! Hasn't he done enough damage tonight?!"
The arena buzzed with anticipation. Everyone knew, when Sandro and Alexa showed up, chaos wasn't far behind.
The power couple of the Undisputed System moved with the kind of swagger that had already poisoned the air all night. The boos rained, unrelenting, bouncing off the rafters as Sandro and Alexa walked up the steel steps together.
Sandro, in his crisp coat and smirk still dripping from the earlier slime prank, paused on the apron. He held the ropes apart with one arm, pulling down the second rope, his free hand gesturing like royalty opening the gates of a kingdom.
Alexa, grinning ear to ear, stepped daintily through, her boots clicking against the canvas as she slipped inside first. Sandro followed, ducking between the ropes with that lazy arrogance, the one that said, This is my ring now.
And there, across from them, was Kelly Kelly.
She clutched her Divas Championship like it was a lifeline. Her stance was cautious, guarded. She didn't back away, though. Her chin was up, her eyes narrowed, watching both Alexa and Sandro like a cornered lioness deciding if she was going to scratch first.
Sandro gave her a long look, up and down, deliberately disrespectful, then gave a mocking little chuckle into the mic. But instead of speaking, he held it out for Alexa.
"Ladies first," he said smoothly. Alexa took it with a smile, turning back toward him for a quick, affectionate "thank you, babe." She pressed a kiss to his cheek, letting it linger long enough to draw another wave of boos. Sandro smirked, brushing his thumb across her waist before stepping back, giving her center stage.
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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.
Other Achievments: 1x Andre the Giant Memorial Battle Royale Winner
Wrestelmania Record: 1 - 0