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The group burst into laughter, the playful banter making the early morning training session feel lighter. Then, Stu turned toward Sandro with a knowing grin. "So, are you ready for our match tonight?" Sandro's confident smirk returned as he met Stu's gaze. "Of course I'm ready."
When the others heard the conversation between the two of them, it caught all of them off guard.
"Wait, what? Did I hear that just right?" Kofi blinked. "You're facing Stu tonight?"
Drew looked between them. "Hold on mate, you're saying Stu's the challenger for the FCW Florida Heavyweight Championship tonight?"
Sheamus let out a low whistle. "Damn, fella. Didn't see that one comin'."
Stu chuckled. "Neither did you guys, huh? I was also surprised when I receive the news."
Nick folded his arms. "That's actually pretty interesting. So what's the game plan? We all know Sandro's gonna pull some kinda sneaky crap."
Sandro held up his hands in mock innocence. "Come on, man, I'm offended. When have I ever done anything questionable?"
Everyone immediately groaned and laughed at his blatant lie. "Are you kidding?" Kofi scoffed. "You bribed a ref, man! That's top tier sneaky."
"And don't forget that stunt you pulled last week, where you stuffed that money on Ted's mouth, while it's great, we as your opponent look really weak mate even though we know it's a work," Drew added.
Sandro just grinned. "Okay, okay, fair points. But tonight? It's just gonna be a straight up match."
Stu arched an eyebrow. "You sure about that?"
Sandro's smirk widened. "I guess you'll have to wait and see."
With the friendly trash talk out of the way, the group continued their workouts, but the anticipation for the night's show lingered in the air.
As the hours ticked by, the FCW arena began to fill, the energy building for another eventful night of wrestling. Fans eagerly filed into their seats, waiting for the first match to begin.
The FCW arena was jam packed with eager fans, and those watching at home had already tuned in, anticipating another night of intense action. The commentary team welcomed everyone to the show, immediately diving into a recap of last week's explosive events.
"Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to another electric night here in FCW! Last week, we saw Rebecca Knox defeat Brianna to earn a shot at the FCW Divas Championship, and tonight, she's going to get that opportunity against the champion, Nicole Bella!"
The second commentator chimed in. "Not only that, but we also saw Sandro Zhang face punishment for his controversial actions the week before. He was forced to defend his FCW Florida Heavyweight Championship in a triple threat match against Ted DiBiase Jr. and G-Rilla, and somehow, despite the odds, Sandro walked away with the title still in his possession."
"And let's not forget the main event from last week, Drew McIntyre took on Ricky Ortiz in the third match of the first round of the FCW North American Championship Tournament. Drew emerged victorious, advancing to the next round."
As the commentators finished their recap, the sound of entrance music suddenly blared through the speakers, and the crowd erupted in cheers.
Rebecca Knox had arrived.
Rebecca stepped onto the stage, soaking in the roaring crowd. She flashed a confident smile, taking a deep breath as she walked down the ramp, slapping hands with the outstretched arms of fans. This was a big moment for her, her first opportunity at the FCW Divas Championship.
She reached the steel steps and ascended them gracefully before entering the ring. Once inside, she made her way to the bottom right turnbuckle, climbing it and posing for the crowd. The cheers grew louder as she pumped her fist, showing her appreciation before stepping down and heading toward the upper left corner of the ring.
A brief moment of silence passed before another theme song hit.
Nicole Bella's entrance music blared.
Immediately, the cheers turned into overwhelming boos. Even before Nicole walked out, the fans already made their feelings clear.
When Nicole finally strutted onto the stage, she had the FCW Divas Championship draped over her shoulder, a smug, self assured smirk on her face. She moved with confidence, exaggerating every step with a sexy yet arrogant stride. As she walked down the ramp, she sneered at the fans and insulted a few along the way.
One fan held up a sign that read "Rebecca is the REAL champion!" Nicole scoffed, rolling her eyes as she walked past it.
She ascended the steel steps and entered the ring, making her way to the center. With a smirk, she slowly lifted the title high above her head before striking a cocky, seductive pose, basking in the chorus of boos raining down on her. After a moment, she moved toward the bottom right corner of the ring, still holding onto the championship.
The energy in the arena was electric.
With both competitors in the ring, the ring announcer stepped forward, microphone in hand.
"Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the FCW Divas Championship!"
The crowd erupted once more as the official introductions began.
"Introducing first, the challenger, from Dublin, Ireland, weighing in at 135 pounds… Rebecca Knox!"
The fans cheered loudly as Rebecca raised her hand, her eyes never leaving Nicole. She was laser focused, ready to make history.
The announcer then turned toward Nicole.
"And introducing the champion, from Scottsdale, Arizona, weighing in at 131 pounds… she is the FCW Divas Champion… Nicole Bella!"
The boos from the crowd were deafening, but Nicole didn't care. She lifted the title above her head one more time, smirking arrogantly before handing it to the referee.
The official took the belt and showed it to Rebecca, who nodded, eyes locked on her prize. The referee then moved to the center of the ring, raising the title high for all to see before handing it off to the ringside crew.
With that, he signaled for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
The match was officially underway.
Nicole and Rebecca circled each other, the tension thick in the air. Nicole smirked, casually flipping her hair back as she arrogantly motioned for Rebecca to "bring it."
Rebecca didn't waste time. She lunged forward, locking up with Nicole in the center of the ring. The two struggled for control, muscles tensed as they fought for dominance. Nicole managed to slip behind Rebecca, locking her in a waistlock, but Rebecca countered swiftly, reversing into a wrist lock.
Nicole winced, trying to break free, but Rebecca tightened her grip, twisting Nicole's arm further. Seeing an opening, Rebecca transitioned smoothly into a headlock takeover, taking Nicole down to the mat.
Nicole growled in frustration, kicking her legs before managing to wrap them around Rebecca's head, forcing a break. Both women scrambled to their feet quickly, neither willing to let the other gain momentum.
They locked eyes again. Nicole smirked. "Lucky move."
Rebecca responded by shoving her.
Nicole staggered back before glaring at her opponent. Without hesitation, she charged, but Rebecca sidestepped, tripping Nicole and sending her crashing face first into the mat.
The crowd laughed and cheered as Nicole sat up, a furious expression on her face. Rebecca played to the crowd, shrugging as if to say, "Oops, did that just happen?"
Nicole, fuming, got back to her feet and lunged again. This time, she caught Rebecca off guard with a forearm smash to the jaw. Rebecca stumbled back, and Nicole took advantage, grabbing her by the hair and slamming her face into the turnbuckle.
The momentum shifted as Nicole took control. She landed a series of kicks to Rebecca's midsection before dragging her to the center of the ring and planting her with a snap suplex.
Nicole smirked down at her fallen opponent before dropping down for the cover.
One! Two!—
Rebecca kicked out!
Nicole huffed in annoyance, dragging Rebecca up and setting her up for another suplex, but Rebecca twisted in mid-air, reversing it into a roll-up!
One! Two!—
Nicole barely kicked out in time!
Then both women got back on their feet, and the match only intensified. The crowd roared as they traded blows, Rebecca landed a stiff kick to Nicole's midsection, but Nicole responded with a sharp forearm to the jaw. The two circled each other, breathing heavily, sweat glistening under the bright arena lights.
Nicole smirked, wiping the corner of her mouth. "That all you got, Knox?"
Rebecca didn't answer. Instead, she lunged forward with a hard knee strike to Nicole's ribs, forcing the champion to stagger back. She followed up with a picture perfect fisherman suplex, bridging for a pin attempt.
One! Two—
Nicole kicked out, rolling onto her side.
Rebecca wasted no time, grabbing Nicole by the hair, but Nicole countered with a sudden enzuigiri, the sharp kick cracking against the side of Rebecca's head.
The challenger crumpled to a knee, and Nicole capitalized, running to the ropes before launching herself into a hurricanrana that flipped Rebecca onto the mat.
The champion took a moment to taunt the crowd, a cocky grin spreading across her face as she strutted around the ring. The fans booed loudly, knowing exactly what was coming next. Nicole lined up her shot and delivered a stiff big boot straight to Rebecca's face, sending her tumbling to the mat.
Nicole immediately went for the pin.
One! Two—
Rebecca kicked out again!
Nicole's expression shifted from smug to frustrated. She grabbed Rebecca and yanked her up, setting her up for a powerbomb. But just as she lifted her, Rebecca reversed it in mid air, sending Nicole crashing to the mat with a beautiful DDT!
The crowd erupted, but Rebecca couldn't capitalize right away, both women lay sprawled on the canvas, gasping for air.
The referee began the standing count.
One… two… three… four…
Both wrestlers started to stir.
Five… six…
Rebecca rolled to her knees, while Nicole used the ropes to pull herself up.
Seven… eight…
Rebecca was on her feet first, but Nicole wasn't far behind.
The moment they stood, Nicole charged forward, but Rebecca caught her, lifting her up into a crisp northern lights suplex! The bridge was perfect.
One! Two—
Nicole kicked out again!
The frustration on Rebecca's face was evident. She took a deep breath, slapping the mat to fire herself up. She pulled Nicole up again and hoisted her onto her shoulders before planting her with a fallaway slam! The force sent Nicole rolling to the ropes, where she gripped the bottom rope for dear life.
Rebecca wasn't going to let up. She grabbed Nicole once more, setting up for a neckbreaker, but Nicole twisted out of it and drove her knee into Rebecca's gut!
Seizing the opportunity, Nicole hooked Rebecca's head, preparing to hit her finisher, the Bella Buster.
The crowd gasped as Nicole positioned herself, ready to drive Rebecca face first into the mat. But Rebecca, showing incredible ring awareness, twisted her body at the last second and escaped!
Nicole's eyes widened in shock as Rebecca shoved her backward, creating space. Before Nicole could react, Rebecca delivered a brutal kick to her gut, making the champion double over.
The crowd was on their feet. They knew what was coming.
Rebecca hooked Nicole's leg, using every ounce of strength she had left. She hoisted her up and slammed her down with the Hard Knox!
The leg hook sit out suplex slam connected perfectly, and Nicole hit the mat hard, completely motionless.
Rebecca wasted no time, she covered Nicole, hooking both legs as the referee slid in for the count.
One!
Two!
Three!!!
DING! DING! DING!
The arena exploded into cheers as the bell rang. The referee rushed to Rebecca, handing her the FCW Divas Championship. She clutched the title tightly, staring at it in disbelief for a moment before her face broke into a wide, emotional smile.
The ring announcer's voice boomed over the speakers, "Here is your winner… and NEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWW FCW Divas Champion… REBECCA KNOX!!!" The crowd erupted once more as Rebecca raised the championship high above her head, overwhelmed by the moment. She climbed the turnbuckle, holding the title up as the fans showered her with cheers.
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Name: Alessandro Zhang
Age: 19 (2009)
Birthplace: Orlando, Florida USA
Brand: FCW
Wrestling Style: Mixed Of All Style
Faction: Dragon Boom (Tag Team)
Championship History: 1x FCW Tag Team Champions & 1 FCW Florida Heavyweight Champion