43. Impact Of The Show

As they entered the ring, Dusty wasted no time. "Alright, gentlemen, are you ready?" he asked, grinning from ear to ear. Sandro and Kofi nodded, their expressions a mix of excitement and nervousness. Dusty turned back to the titantron, and with a dramatic flourish, he pointed to it as the name was revealed on the titantron.

The titantron flashed brightly before the winning name appeared in bold letters: "Dragon Boom." The crowd erupted once more, their cheers echoing throughout the arena. The final vote count showed that "Dragon Boom" had narrowly edged out "Utopia's Dawn" by just 50 votes, solidifying the name that would represent Sandro and Kofi moving forward.

Dusty handed the microphone to Sandro, who took a moment to soak in the atmosphere before speaking. "Wow," Sandro began, his voice carrying a hint of emotion. "This is incredible. Thank you to everyone who voted, and to the entire FCW family—we promise to make you all proud as Dragon Boom!"

Kofi took the mic next, his trademark grin plastered on his face. "You heard it, everyone! Dragon Boom is here to stay, and we're just getting started!"

The crowd roared in approval as Sandro and Kofi continued to celebrate in the ring, their new team name already resonating with the fans. Dusty, pleased with the crowd's reaction, nodded to the two men before making his exit, leaving Sandro and Kofi to bask in the moment.

As the show wrapped up, the buzz backstage was electric. The success of the night was undeniable, with both the FCW Divas Championship match and the unveiling of Dragon Boom leaving a lasting impression on everyone involved.

The locker room was alive with chatter as wrestlers congratulated Sandro, Kofi, and April on their respective victories. April, still holding the FCW Divas Championship close, was met with a wave of well-wishers, all of them praising her for the hard-fought match.

Sandro and Kofi, meanwhile, were still riding high from the reveal of their new team name. As they made their way backstage, they were met with applause from their fellow wrestlers. Even Dusty and Steve approached them, offering their congratulations.

"Well done, boys," Dusty said, clapping Sandro on the shoulder. "Dragon Boom's got a nice ring to it, don't you think?"

"Absolutely," Sandro replied, his smile widening. "We couldn't be happier with how it turned out."

Steve chimed in, "You two have been on fire lately. Keep that momentum going, and maybe the two of you will be in for a big surprise."

Sandro and Kofi exchanged a glance, the words resonating with them heavily as they could see that Steve was hinting at them for something. They knew that this was just the beginning of their journey as Dragon Boom, and they were determined to make the most of the opportunity.

Later that evening, after the adrenaline had finally started to wear off, Sandro found a quiet corner backstage to reflect on the night's events. The weight of everything that had happened was beginning to settle in—the victory in the tag team tournament, the reveal of the team name, and, of course, April's monumental win.

As Sandro stood in the quiet corner, his mind racing through the events of the night, he didn't notice April standing beside him until she softly cleared her throat. Startled, he looked up and saw her with the FCW Divas Championship draped over her shoulder, her eyes scanning him curiously.

"Lost in thought again?" she teased, her smile genuine but tinged with something deeper.

Sandro blinked and straightened up, surprised by her presence. "April, hey. I was just...reflecting on everything. Tonight was big—for all of us."

April nodded and shifted the championship on her shoulder. The weight of it was physical, but it was clear that its significance was even heavier. She glanced at Sandro from the corner of her eye, trying to gauge his mood. His expression was thoughtful, and despite the energy that still buzzed in the air, he seemed distant, like his mind was miles away.

"You did it," he said softly, breaking the silence. "You're the first-ever FCW Divas Champion." His voice carried a mixture of pride and warmth. "I always knew you had it in you."

April felt her heart skip a beat at his words, and she couldn't stop the small smile that tugged at the corner of her lips. The way he looked at her—there was admiration there, respect, but something more that she couldn't quite put into words.

"Thanks, Sandro." Her voice was quieter now, more intimate. "But I couldn't have done it without your support. You pushed for the title. You believed in us— in me."

Before Sandro could respond, she did something that surprised both of them. She stepped forward and hugged him, wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders in a gesture that felt both spontaneous and overdue. Sandro stiffened for a second, caught off guard, but then he relaxed and returned the hug, his hands resting lightly on her back.

"You earned this," he said quietly. "It was all you, April. I just believed in what I knew was already there."

As they embraced, April could feel her heart pounding in her chest. She'd always felt a pull toward Sandro, something more than just friendship which she knew, and moments like this made it harder to deny.

She had shared her feelings with him before, but Sandro had asked for time. She understood why now—the tension between him and Nicole, the unspoken connection between him and Brianna. He was caught in a dilemma, unsure of which path to take, and she couldn't fault him for it. But standing here, so close to him, she wished things were different.

Just as she was about to pull away, a voice echoed from down the corridor, startling both of them. April quickly stepped back, and Sandro turned his head toward the sound, only to realize that Nicole and Brianna were approaching.

The sight of them sent a flicker of uncertainty through him. His eyes briefly met Nicole's, then Brianna's, and he noticed the confusion and tension in their expressions. They had seen the hug.

April's face flushed, but she maintained her composure. "I should get going," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "We'll talk later?"

Sandro nodded, not trusting himself to say more. As April walked away, he watched her go, feeling a mixture of pride, gratitude, and something else—something more complicated.

Nicole and Brianna reached him a moment later, both of them clearly trying to act casual. "That was...unexpected," Nicole said, her tone light but with an edge to it.

"Yeah," Brianna added, her eyes narrowing slightly. "Didn't know you two were that close."

Sandro scratched the back of his head, suddenly feeling the weight of the situation pressing down on him. "We're friends. I was just congratulating her on the win. That's all."

Nicole exchanged a glance with Brianna, but neither of them pushed the issue further. There was an unspoken tension hanging in the air now, a subtle shift that Sandro could feel but couldn't quite address. He cared about all three women—April, Nicole, and Brianna—and the last thing he wanted was to hurt any of them. But he was beginning to realize that avoiding the issue was no longer an option.

After a few moments of awkward silence, Nicole finally broke it. "Well, congratulations to you too, Sandro. You and Kofi killed it tonight. Dragon Boom...I like it."

Sandro smiled, grateful for the change in subject. "Thanks. It was a close vote, but I think it suits us. We're excited to see where this takes us."

Brianna nodded, her demeanor softening. "You guys have great chemistry in the ring. If you keep this up, the tag team titles are as good as yours."

Sandro appreciated the support, but his mind kept drifting back to April. He couldn't help but think about the hug, about the way she had held him, and the way she had looked at him when she thanked him. There was something there, something he hadn't fully acknowledged until now. And Nicole and Brianna had seen it too, even if they didn't say it outright.

As the three of them stood there, making small talk, Sandro felt a sense of inevitability settle over him. He would have to confront his feelings, not just for April but for Nicole and Brianna too. He couldn't keep everyone in the dark forever, and the longer he waited, the more complicated things would become.

Later that night, after the celebrations had died down and the arena had emptied, Sandro found himself alone once again. He sat in the locker room, the faint hum of the arena's lights the only sound in the otherwise silent space. His phone buzzed on the bench beside him, and when he picked it up, he saw a message from April.

"Thanks again for everything tonight. You mean a lot to me. Just wanted you to know that. ❤️"

Sandro stared at the message for a long time, his mind racing with thoughts and emotions he had been trying to suppress. He cared about April deeply, but he also knew that his feelings for Nicole and Brianna were just as real. The problem was that he couldn't choose, and he hated that indecision was hurting all of them.

He typed out a quick response, trying to keep things light. "You were amazing tonight. Proud of you, April."

As he hit send, he leaned back against the bench, closing his eyes and letting out a long breath. This wasn't just about wrestling anymore. This was about people—people he cared about, people who had become a part of his life in ways he hadn't expected. And now, with everything coming to a head, he had no idea what to do next.

Meanwhile, in Tampa, Florida, inside the WWE Headquarters, Vince McMahon sat behind his imposing desk, his eyes scanning the reports in front of him. Across from him, Triple H and Stephanie McMahon stood, recounting the events of the recent FCW Live Show. The room was dimly lit, save for the glow of the computer monitors and the soft overhead lights. There was an air of professionalism, but also an undeniable sense of excitement, as FCW had been gaining considerable momentum recently.

Triple H, dressed in a sharp suit, leaned against the desk, a smile playing on his lips as he recounted the night's events. "FCW is on fire right now," he said, his voice carrying a note of pride. "Last week's live voting for Sandro and Kofi's team name really got the fans involved, and tonight? Tonight was something special. April was crowned the inaugural FCW Divas Champion, and the fans went nuts when Dragon Boom was revealed as the official team name for Sandro and Kofi. The buzz around Florida is real. They're building something exciting down there."

Stephanie, standing beside her husband, chimed in with enthusiasm. "I think the live voting idea was genius. Having the fans choose the name not only engages them in a unique way, but it also ensures that they'll be back next week. They feel like they're a part of the process, like their opinions truly matter. It's the kind of interactivity that creates long-term loyalty. We should consider incorporating something similar on the main roster—it's fresh, it's exciting, and it makes the fans feel appreciated."

Vince McMahon sat back in his chair, fingers steepled under his chin as he listened to his daughter and son-in-law. His expression was unreadable, the iconic stoic mask he often wore when contemplating important decisions. Triple H and Stephanie finished their updates and waited in silence for Vince to respond.

After a moment of heavy silence, Vince finally spoke, his voice gruff but measured. "Who came up with the idea for the live voting in FCW?" His question cut through the air like a knife. He shifted slightly in his chair, his sharp eyes narrowing as he looked at both Triple H and Stephanie.

Triple H exchanged a glance with Stephanie, unsure if this was a good or bad sign. "Well," Stephanie began, hesitating for a fraction of a second, "Dusty and Steve were behind the general concept, but it was Sandro who really pushed for it. He's been a big advocate for fan involvement and even invested his own money into creating the FCW Divas Championship."

At the mention of Sandro's name, Vince raised an eyebrow, finally showing some reaction. "Sandro, huh?" His tone was neutral, but there was a hint of intrigue beneath it. "Ah yes I remember him, tell me more about him."

Triple H, sensing Vince's interest, straightened up and took the lead. "Sandro's been with FCW for a few months now, and he's already made a huge impact. He's not only winning matches but also connecting with the fans in a way that's rare for someone so new. He's built this 'Florida Dragon' persona that's really resonating with the audience, and his promos have been incredible. He's also got a sharp mind for the business side of things and git recognition from bit Dusty and Steve."

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Name: Alessandro Zhang

Age: 18 (2008)

Birthplace: Orlando, Florida USA

Brand: FCW

Wrestling Style: Mixed Of All Style

Faction: None -> Dragon Boom (Tag Team)

Championship History: 0