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But Wade Barrett, standing on the outside, proved exactly why he was the leader of the faction. As Sin Cara climbed to the top turnbuckle to hit a diving senton to break up a double team attempt, Barrett casually slid his Intercontinental Championship belt into the ring, directly into the path of the referee. The official immediately bent down to remove the foreign object.
With the referee's back turned, another Nexus member grabbed Sin Cara's leg, yanking the masked luchador hard off the top turnbuckle, sending him crashing face first into the ring apron.
Del Rio, seeing his partner attacked, released his submission hold and charged to the ropes, yelling at the Nexus members on the outside.
"The Nexus is playing perfectly!" JBL laughed. "They are manipulating the chaos!"
In the confusion, Del Rio turned around, looking for Otunga, but completely missed a blind tag by Ryback.
As Del Rio stepped forward, the massive powerhouse Ryback charged in, hoisting the aristocrat onto his broad shoulders, and delivered the devastating spine shattering Shell Shocked!
Ryback hooked the leg as the referee turned back around.
"ONE!"
"TWO!"
"THREE!"
"The Nexus survives again!" Cole sighed as the bell rang. "A brilliant, underhanded distraction completely neutralized the challengers! Ryback and Otunga retain the WWE Tag Team Championships!"
"That is what happens when you fight a united front!" JBL cheered as the faction celebrated in the ring. "The Nexus is stronger than ever!"
The broadcast transitioned quickly, the tension in the Accor Arena shifting into a completely different gear as the graphic for the WWE Women's Championship flashed onto the screen.
"We have reached a massive turning point in the women's division, gentlemen," Cole said, his voice dropping into a serious register. "Tonight, Nikki Bella must defend her brand new WWE Women's Championship in a Triple Threat match against the Queen, Charlotte Flair, and the undefeated Empress of Tomorrow, Asuka."
"And she has to do it completely alone," Lawler added, a slight edge of anticipation in his voice. "General Manager Mick Foley has banned AJ Lee, Alexa Bliss, and the God King from ringside! The Three Terrors have lost their numbers advantage!"
"It is a gross injustice!" JBL complained immediately, slamming his hand on the desk. "Nikki Bella is the champion! She shouldn't be punished just because Foley has a personal vendetta against the God King, which was a crazy vendetta to begin with!"
The regal, commanding horns of Recognition hit the stadium speakers, and the crowd erupted in a mix of cheers and respectful boos. Charlotte Flair marched down the steel ramp, wearing a glittering, peacock feathered robe, carrying herself with the undeniable aura of wrestling royalty. She stepped onto the apron, executing her signature flip over the ropes, and settled into her corner.
A moment later, the frenetic, hard hitting beat of The Future blasted through the PA system.
Asuka burst through the curtain, wearing a vibrant, intricately patterned kimono and a terrifying, painted Noh mask. She danced erratically down the ramp, removing the mask as she reached the ring to reveal a wild, chaotic smile painted across her face. The French crowd roared for the undefeated Empress, fully aware of the sheer violence she was capable of inflicting.
The arena fell silent.
The heavy, rhythmic hip hop beat of Nikki Bella's theme song hit the speakers, drawing an immediate, overwhelming wave of visceral boos from the Parisian audience.
Nikki stepped out from the curtain, wearing custom red and gold designer wrestling gear. Clasped securely around her waist was the stunningly beautiful, white leather WWE Women's Championship.
She looked absolutely furious.
Without AJ, Alexa, or Sandro by her side, Nikki looked very isolated, but she didn't look intimidated. She marched down the ramp, her jaw set in a tight, angry line, completely ignoring the hostility of the crowd. She slid under the bottom rope, unstrapping the championship and holding it high in the center of the ring, staring coldly at both of her challengers.
The referee moved to the center of the canvas, taking the white and gold title from Nikki and raising it high for the millions watching around the world. He handed it through the ropes to the timekeeper, quickly checking the gear and boots of all three women.
Satisfied that the competitors were ready, the official moved to the side, raising his hand toward the timekeeper's area.
The atmosphere in the Accor Arena was incredibly tense. Without the protective shield of her faction, the reigning champion was surrounded by two of the most dangerous and highly skilled predators in the company, and the bell was about to ring on what promised to be an absolute war for the top of the women's division.
The referee lowered his hand, signaling the timekeeper.
DING! DING! DING!
The bell echoed through the Accor Arena, and the Parisian crowd immediately erupted into a deafening, unified roar.
For a long, tense moment, nobody moved. Nikki Bella stood in the center of the ring, her dark eyes darting back and forth between Charlotte Flair on her left and Asuka on her right. Both challengers slowly stepped out of their respective corners, their focus entirely locked on the isolated champion.
"Look at this dynamic," Cole said, his voice cutting through the noise. "Charlotte and Asuka have their own bitter rivalry, but they both know exactly who holds the gold. Nikki Bella doesn't have her backup tonight. She is completely on an island."
"This is exactly what Mick Foley wanted!" JBL complained loudly, gripping his headset. "He wanted to feed the champion to the wolves! This is a two on one handicap match disguised as a Triple Threat!"
Nikki realized the danger immediately. She didn't wait to get cornered. With a fierce shout, Nikki lunged forward, throwing a heavy forearm directly into Charlotte's jaw. The Queen stumbled backward, but as Nikki turned to follow up, Asuka struck. The Empress of Tomorrow delivered a blistering sequence of rapid fire kicks to the back of Nikki's legs, dropping the champion to a knee.
Charlotte recovered instantly, bouncing off the ropes and delivering a stiff running big boot that caught Nikki flush in the face. The champion rolled under the bottom rope, tumbling out to the ringside floor to escape the double team.
With the champion temporarily neutralized, Charlotte and Asuka turned slowly to face each other in the center of the ring.
The crowd buzzed in anticipation.
"And here we go!" Lawler cheered. "The Queen and the Empress!"
Asuka let out a wild, high pitched battle cry and charged. Charlotte met her in the middle, and the two elite competitors exchanged a blinding flurry of technical holds and heavy strikes. Asuka threw a spinning backfist, Charlotte ducked it perfectly, grabbing Asuka by the waist and executing a beautiful bridging German suplex for a lightning fast two count.
Asuka kicked out, rolling backward to her feet, and immediately trapped Charlotte in a tight waist lock. She transitioned flawlessly into a cross-arm breaker attempt, pulling Charlotte down to the mat, but the Queen used her raw strength to clasp her hands together, fighting the submission.
Before the hold could be fully applied, Nikki Bella slid back into the ring. She grabbed Asuka by the brightly colored fabric of her ring gear, hauling the Japanese superstar up, and delivered a devastating spinebuster that shook the canvas.
"Nikki asserting her dominance!" JBL shouted proudly. "She is the champion for a reason!"
Nikki didn't go for the pin. She grabbed Charlotte by the hair, dragging her up and Irish whipping her hard over the top rope. Charlotte crashed awkwardly onto the ring apron before tumbling down to the floor. Nikki quickly turned her attention back to Asuka, stomping heavily on her chest and driving her knee into Asuka's back, applying a suffocating grounded chin lock.
"Nikki is trying to slow this frantic pace down," Cole noted, watching the champion grind her forearm into Asuka's face. "In a Triple Threat, you have to conserve your energy and let your opponents wear each other out, but Nikki is choosing to inflict the damage herself."
Asuka fed off the chanting crowd, slowly fighting her way up to a vertical base. She delivered two sharp elbows to Nikki's ribs, breaking the hold. Asuka hit the ropes, but Nikki caught her with a massive, running clothesline that turned Asuka completely inside out.
Nikki dragged Asuka under the bottom rope, pulling her out to the ringside area. In a match with no disqualifications, the champion intended to use the environment to her advantage. Nikki grabbed Asuka by the back of the neck and slammed her face brutally into the hard edge of the ring apron. She followed it up by whipping Asuka with maximum velocity directly into the steel barricade.
The impact echoed through the front rows.
But as Nikki turned around to grab Charlotte, the Queen was already waiting. Charlotte delivered a thunderous knife edge chop to Nikki's chest.
*WOOO!* The crowd chanted in unison.
Charlotte delivered another chop, backing Nikki against the timekeeper's area. She grabbed the champion and slammed her headfirst into the steel ring post. Nikki collapsed to the thin blue mats, clutching her forehead.
Charlotte took a step back, assessing the carnage. Both of her opponents were down on the outside. A confident, arrogant smirk spread across the Queen's face. She turned and slid back into the ring.
"What is Charlotte doing?" Lawler asked as the Queen rolled back into the squared circle. "She has them both down on the outside!"
"She's looking to fly, King!" Cole yelled, his voice rising in excitement.
Charlotte climbed onto the ring apron, stepping over the top rope. She scaled the turnbuckles with incredible agility for a woman her size. She balanced perfectly on the top rope, looking down at the recovering bodies of Nikki and Asuka.
With a fearless shout, Charlotte launched herself backward into the night air, executing a flawless, breathtaking moonsault!
She crashed down onto both Nikki and Asuka, wiping all three women out on the unforgiving ringside floor.
The Accor Arena erupted into a deafening "HOLY SHIT!" chant that completely drowned out the broadcast commentary.
"Unbelievable athleticism from the Queen!" Cole screamed as the camera panned over the three bodies tangled on the floor. "Charlotte Flair just put everything on the line to break this match wide open!"
"That is exactly why she is wrestling royalty!" Lawler praised, applauding from his seat.
It took nearly a full minute for anyone to move. Charlotte was the first to stir, clutching her ribs. She dragged herself up using the barricade, grabbed Nikki by the hair, and rolled the champion back under the bottom rope. Charlotte slid in right behind her, throwing an exhausted arm over Nikki's chest.
"ONE!"
"TWO!"
"NO!"
Nikki pushed her shoulder off the canvas, surviving by pure champion's instinct.
Charlotte pushed herself up to her knees, running her hands through her blonde hair in frustration. She grabbed Nikki's leg, looking to lock in the Figure Four early, but Nikki kicked her away violently. Nikki scrambled to her feet, ducked a clothesline from Charlotte, and caught her in a massive tilt a whirl, dropping her into a brutal Alabama Slam!
Nikki hooked the leg.
"ONE!"
"TWO!"
Before the referee's hand could hit the mat for a third time, Asuka launched herself off the top rope, connecting with a devastating missile dropkick that caught Nikki perfectly on the side of the head, breaking the pinfall.
"Asuka saves the match!" Cole shouted.
All three women lay flat on the mat, chests heaving, as the physical toll of the grueling title bout began to set in. The match had crossed the fifteen-minute mark, and the intensity was only escalating.
Asuka was the first to her feet. She let out a fierce, guttural yell, firing herself up. As Nikki staggered to her knees, Asuka unleashed a terrifying combination of stiff, echoing kicks to the champion's chest, finishing with a vicious spinning heel kick that knocked Nikki flat.
Charlotte charged in from behind, looking for a spear, but Asuka leaped over her. As Charlotte turned around, Asuka caught her with a flying hip attack that sent the Queen crashing into the corner.
Asuka grabbed Charlotte, pulling her out of the turnbuckles, and locked in an agonizing standing octopus stretch, pulling back on Charlotte's arm while driving a knee into her ribs.
"The Empress is putting on a clinic!" Lawler noted. "She is tying Charlotte up in knots!"
"Charlotte is too strong!" JBL argued.
Proving JBL right, Charlotte gritted her teeth, powering through the pain. She adjusted her weight, lifting Asuka completely off the ground, and dropped backward, driving Asuka into the canvas with a desperate, heavy backpack stunner to break the hold.
Asuka rolled away, clutching her spine. Charlotte sat up, gasping for air.
Before Charlotte could capitalize, Nikki Bella charged across the ring, delivering a massive, running knee strike flush to the side of Charlotte's face. The Queen collapsed. Nikki immediately dragged Charlotte up to her feet, hooking her in a fireman's carry, preparing for the Rack Attack 2.0.
"Nikki has her up!" Cole yelled. "This could be it!"
But Asuka reappeared like a ghost. She sprang onto the middle rope, leaping off and grabbing Nikki's head, driving the champion face first into the canvas with a flying bulldog! Charlotte spilled off Nikki's shoulders, crashing safely to the side.
The Paris crowd was on their feet, fully invested in the chaotic, non stop action. The momentum swings were dizzying, every competitor looking incredibly strong, refusing to yield an inch of ground.
Asuka crawled over to Nikki, hooking the leg.
"ONE!"
"TWO!"
Charlotte broke the pin, grabbing Asuka by the hair and dragging her off the champion. Charlotte delivered a stiff European uppercut, backing Asuka into the ropes. She Irish whipped the Empress, but Asuka reversed it. Charlotte hit the ropes and rebounded with terrifying speed, launching herself through the air and connecting with a devastating Spear that nearly broke Asuka in half!
The arena exploded.
"SPEAR! Charlotte hit the Spear!" Cole yelled.
Charlotte quickly rolled over, hooking Asuka's leg.
"ONE!"
"TWO!"
"THRE—NOOO!"
Asuka's shoulder shot off the mat at the absolute last possible millisecond. Charlotte sat up, her eyes wide with shock, staring at the referee in disbelief.
"How did Asuka kick out of that?!" Lawler gasped. "The Queen put everything she had into that Spear!"
"This is what the WWE Women's Championship means to these athletes!" Cole replied passionately. "They are leaving pieces of themselves in that ring!"
Charlotte didn't let the frustration consume her. She pushed herself up to her feet, a look of cold, calculating determination washing over her features. She looked down at Asuka, then looked across the ring at Nikki, who was slowly pulling herself up using the turnbuckles.
Charlotte grabbed Asuka by the hair, dragging her toward the corner, and slammed her face into the middle turnbuckle. She turned her attention to the champion. Charlotte charged at Nikki, delivering a heavy big boot that knocked Nikki out of the corner and into the center of the ring.
Charlotte grabbed Nikki's leg. She wrapped her own legs around the champion's knee, spinning violently and dropping to the mat, locking in the agonizing Figure Four Leglock!
Nikki let out a piercing scream of pure pain.
"She's got it locked in!" Cole yelled over the noise of the crowd. "Charlotte has the Figure Four on the champion!"
"Hold on, Nikki! Do not tap out!" JBL begged from the desk, his voice cracking with panic.
Nikki clawed frantically at the canvas, her face turning a deep shade of crimson as Charlotte applied maximum pressure to her knee and lower leg. The champion reached desperately for the bottom rope, but in a Triple Threat match, rope breaks did not apply. There was no sanctuary.
Charlotte leaned back, bridging her body off the canvas to lock in the inescapable Figure Eight, maximizing the excruciating torque.
Nikki was in absolute agony. Her hand hovered above the canvas, trembling as her pain tolerance reached its absolute limit. She was inches away from tapping out and surrendering her championship.
But as Charlotte fully bridged backward, staring up at the arena lights, completely focused on forcing the champion to submit, she left herself entirely exposed.
Asuka, recovering in the corner, saw the opening.
Moving with the silent, deadly speed of an assassin, Asuka slid across the ring. She positioned herself directly behind Charlotte's arched back.
Before Charlotte even realized what was happening, Asuka reached out, wrapping her arms tightly around Charlotte's neck. Asuka locked her hands together, trapping the Queen's arm, and viciously pulled back, applying the suffocating, inescapable Asuka Lock right while Charlotte was still maintaining the Figure Eight!
The Accor Arena lost its absolute mind!
The roar was deafening, a massive wave of shock and sheer awe at the incredible, creative visual playing out in the center of the ring.
"OH MY GOD!" Cole screamed at the top of his lungs, completely losing his journalistic composure. "ASUKA JUST LOCKED IT IN! IT'S A DOUBLE SUBMISSION!"
"This is unbelievable!" Lawler shrieked, pointing at the monitor. "Charlotte has Nikki in the Figure Eight, but Asuka has Charlotte in the Asuka Lock! It's a chain reaction of absolute agony!"
"Let go, Charlotte! Break the hold and get out of there!" JBL panicked, completely conflicted by the visual.
The physical geometry of the holds created a horrifying trap. Charlotte was bridging backward, making the Asuka Lock even tighter against her own throat. She couldn't tap out to Asuka without releasing Nikki, but her body was so rigidly locked into the bridge that she couldn't easily untangle her legs.
Nikki continued to scream in pain from the leg lock, completely unaware of what was happening behind her opponent.
Charlotte's eyes widened in sheer terror as her oxygen supply was brutally cut off. She reached her free hand back, trying to claw at Asuka's face, trying to break the grip, but the Empress of Tomorrow simply leaned back further, wrapping her legs around Charlotte's midsection to secure the hold even tighter.
"Charlotte is fading!" Cole yelled, his voice rough. "She has to let go of the bridge! She has to tap!"
Charlotte's face turned a horrifying shade of purple. The Queen fought with every ounce of pride she had in her body, desperate to hold onto the submission that would win her the championship, but the biological reality of oxygen deprivation was undeniable. Her bridging arms slowly gave out. Charlotte collapsed backward onto the mat, breaking the tension of the Figure Eight, but Asuka kept the chokehold locked in deep.
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Name: Alessandro Zhang
Age: 21 (2011)
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 (1st - 376 days), 1x WWE Champion, & 1x World Heavyweight Champion
Other Achievements: 1x Andre the Giant Memorial Battle Royale Winner, 1x Mr. Money In The Bank, Youngest WWE Champion, PWI Top 500 (No.1) - 2010, 1x KOTR (2010), & Youngest World Heavyweight Champion
Wrestlemania Record: 2 - 0 Main Event: 1 - 0