Backstage – The Rock and Jaxon Cross Form an Alliance
The air backstage was electric. Jaxon Cross had just received a surprising ally—The Rock.
After weeks of being targeted by Vince McMahon, Austin, and The Undertaker, Jaxon had been caught in a war he wasn't sure he could win. But The Rock, always the showman, had decided to take a stand alongside the Outlaw. The two men, who had been enemies in the past, now had a common goal: to take down the corrupt forces of the McMahon family and their chosen henchmen.
In a quiet corner of the locker room, Jaxon and The Rock stood together.
"I didn't expect you to have my back tonight," Jaxon admitted, leaning against the wall, sweat dripping from his face after the chaos of the past match.
The Rock looked him dead in the eye, his trademark smirk on his face. "Kid, I've been in this business long enough to know when the odds are stacked too high. And when it's time to knock some heads together. Vince McMahon has been runnin' this show like it's his personal playground. He needs to understand something real quick: The Rock and Jaxon Cross? We don't bow to anyone."
Jaxon cracked his neck, feeling the weight of the battles ahead. "So, what's the plan?"
The Rock's eyes gleamed. "Simple. We burn Vince's house down."
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Monday Night Raw – The War Escalates
The night's edition of Monday Night Raw promised to be explosive. The feud between Jaxon Cross and Stone Cold Steve Austin had reached an all-time high, and now, with The Rock at Jaxon's side, the world was on edge to see what would happen next.
The lights dimmed, and the crowd's anticipation reached a fever pitch. Jaxon's music hit first. The arena erupted as Jaxon made his way down the ramp, his eyes locked on the ring. He had come into the WWF as an outsider—a fighter, a force of nature—but now he was fighting for something bigger than himself.
Jaxon climbed into the ring, his eyes never leaving the stage.
Then, The Rock's music hit.
The People's Champion emerged, strutting down the ramp, his cocky confidence evident. The two men met in the center of the ring.
The crowd roared in approval as The Rock handed Jaxon a microphone.
"You know, Jaxon… people thought we'd never see eye to eye. But after all the nonsense Vince and his cronies have put us through, I think it's time we turn the tables."
Jaxon nodded, his voice steady. "Vince thinks he can control this place, but he's forgotten one thing: The WWF doesn't belong to him. It belongs to the people. And it's about damn time we remind him of that."
The Rock's smile grew wider. "Damn straight. And we ain't doin' this alone. It's time to bring the fight to the so-called 'boss.'"
Just as they were about to speak further, the arena lights flickered.
The glass shattered—and Stone Cold Steve Austin's music hit. The crowd went nuts as Austin stormed down the ramp, his face a mask of fury.
Behind him, Vince McMahon followed, a smug grin on his face.
The Rock and Jaxon exchanged wary glances, but they stood tall, prepared for whatever Austin and McMahon had planned.
Vince grabbed a microphone, his voice dripping with arrogance. "Well, well, well, look who thinks they can team up to take me down. Jaxon, The Rock, you're both fools. You think you can stand against Stone Cold Steve Austin and the Undertaker? This company is mine. And tonight, I'm gonna make sure you both understand your place."
"You know what, Vince?" The Rock cut him off. "You and your little pet Austin might be able to run this company, but you can't run us. And if you think the Undertaker's gonna help you—"
Suddenly, the lights went out.
The eerie sound of tolling bells echoed throughout the arena. The Deadman's music hit, and the crowd went absolutely wild. The Undertaker appeared at the top of the ramp, his presence intimidating.
Vince grinned. "There you go, gentlemen. Now, let me show you what happens when you mess with the boss."
The Undertaker slowly walked toward the ring, his eyes never leaving Jaxon or The Rock.
Jaxon stood tall, staring down Stone Cold and The Undertaker.
But before either of the heels could strike, Jaxon raised his hand.
"We're not done yet, Vince. You think you're in control? You're not. Because we've got a few tricks of our own."
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The Alliance vs. The Corporate Powers
Before Vince could react, The lights suddenly went out again.
A massive pop erupted as the arena went dark, and when the lights returned, there were more figures in the ring.
The Hardy Boyz.
Edge and Christian.
The Lita.
The Acolytes.
The locker room emptied.
Jaxon, The Rock, and the entire locker room stood together, facing off with Vince, Austin, The Undertaker, and the rest of the corporate team. The ring was filled with superstars from all corners of the WWF. The lines had been drawn.
The crowd chanted, "This is awesome!"
Vince McMahon stared around, realizing that his grip on the company was slipping. He had lost control. This was the rebellion he never saw coming.
Jaxon crossed his arms and spoke with conviction. "You've had your fun, Vince. But this? This is a new era. An era where we fight back. Where the people get what they deserve. And tonight, we're taking over."
Stone Cold and Undertaker exchanged uncertain looks.
Suddenly, The Rock shouted, "Jaxon, you know what to do!"
Jaxon nodded and grabbed the mic again. "Vince McMahon, Stone Cold, The Undertaker—you've been running this place like it's your personal playground. But tonight, we're taking it back. No more corporate tyranny. No more hiding behind power and money. Tonight, we fight for the real power in this company: the people."
A war was about to begin.
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