The sunday of Summerslam has come around which meant it would be time for Y/N's first Pay-Per-View match since his return. He was quite nervous as he warmed up backstage, just like most other people who were on the card tonight. Alexa for example was trying her best to remain calm despite her championship match coming closer every second. An opponent like Asuka was always tough to beat, especially when something prestigious like the Raw Womens Championship was on the line. The young couple really had their hands full with work, yet there was hope for both of them and with Alexa's first week of pregnancy going so well, it was only a matter of time until the world was going to be graced with a new life. The two decided to meet again before the show would start and Y/N immediatly had a big smile on his face, seeing Alexa in her gear for the night.

Y/N:" Oooh, look at Little Miss Bliss about to woooh everyone."

Alexa:" Says you. You look like you're about to go through hell."

Y/N:" Considering that I have a Last Man Standing match against Murphy, it's the best I could do."

Alexa:" And you look really nice like this. Don't worry. I bet you will beat him up really good."

Y/N:" That's on the agenda anyways. If he doesn't learn his lesson after that, I'll show him what it means to be left dead in the dust."

Alexa:" You're...not going to kill him, right?"

Y/N:" No no, I will give him a fate worse than that."

Alexa:" Sometimes I wonder how you're okay with such things, y'know?"

Y/N:" I know very well, sweet cheeks. That's just who I am and always will be."

Alexa:" Such a goof you are."

They both laughed softly before finding a comfortable spot to watch the first few matches of the night. Sometimes, it was just the simple stuff that made people happy and content like Y/N and Alexa there. It seemed so sweet and adorable in so many ways that their relationship went so well and the many ways they loved each other. It got even better when Alexa cuddled up to Y/N and rested her head on his chest to get even more comfortable as the big man smiled down at her.

Y/N:" You good, babe?"

Alexa:" More than good, honey. I love our cuddles every day. Even when you get a bit touchy with my butt."

Y/N:" That's on you. You put my hand there the first time and said it was all fine."

Alexa:" And it is. I like it~."

Y/N:" Such a tease before the action? Oh, you're in for something tonight."

Alexa:" Don't get too ahead of yourself, big guy. I can be scary too, if I want."

Y/N:" Riiiiiiight."

Alexa:" Hey!"

This caused Alexa to playfully hit his shoulder and pout, cutely turning her head away from Y/N, who chuckled and immediatly ran a hand through her hair as a way to soften her up again. With such acts, it was no surprise that out of all people, Elias was recording the scene for a few seconds and then posted the clip with the caption "You all could learn a thing or two #Bonding". He chuckled as he tagged Y/N and Alexa on it before letting them be.
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After the fourth match which saw the Usos go against the Viking Raiders, it was time for maybe one of the most high caliber matches of the night with Y/N and Murphy meeting in their Last Man Standing match. The hate immediatly boiled over to the max limit as both men stood in front of each other. Murphy was the one to fire the first shot, but Y/N retaliated immediatly with a strike of his own.

So much for things going peaceful. No, instead this match picked up quite significantly as both men hit each other over and over again with no signs of stopping. Either slaps, chops, jabs, hooks or literally anything else there was in striking has been unleashed within these passing two minutes and it looked like neither man was staying down. It wasn't until Murphy slapped Y/N again that things took a turn.

There was no more amusement in this when Y/N gave him this look, because as soon as Murphy tried to go in for another move, he was just getting absolutely demolished when Y/N bounced from the ropes and hit a vicious Spear.

If immediate overkill had a physical representation, this was it as Murphy took this as a chance to roll out of the ring and rest up while Y/N nodded and moved some of his hair out of the way to have a clear view and to give a teasing smirk to the crowd who loved the match already.

Two heels collided and only one was going to walk out on his own two feet. Murphy had been bugging Y/N and Alexa so much lately that it was no surprise to see the match get even more physical than the viewers expected. Right when Murphy got to his feet again, Y/N landed another shot with an unexpected dive.

Sure, other big men have been flying through the ring in the last years and so on, but Y/N only did it in special occasions like tonight. He didn't like high flying too much, because most of bis opponents would do it nonstop, but this was one of his shots and he surely wasn't going to let it slide very much as he got up and looked at Murphy who tried to scramble away for another moment. The good thing was there were no Count Outs or anything, so they could stay around the ring for as long as they liked, but Y/N was having none of it as he walked up to Murphy and attempted to pick him up, but Murphy was smarter than that.

(^whenever that might be^)

He grabbed Y/N by the hair and pulled him back first against the barricade to at least create a small opportunity for himself to maybe get an advantage this time around. The fans had a mixed reaction to that as some were booing and others were cheering while the rest just hoped that things would pick up again very soon and that wish was soon met as Murphy hit a Running Dropkick on Y/N.

This was the opening Murphy needed as Y/N held his face and took a few deep breaths to think about what was going to be next for them. Unfortunately he remained the victim as Murphy took out a steel chair and smashed it on his back.
Any means necessary was really brought out in this moment as the referee got closer and started counting as Murphy paced from side to side. Things looked a little bit worse now for Y/N who got up after the count of seven, shocking the haters a lot, as he carefully got up again and yelled at Murphy with venom in every single word.

Y/N:" Bring it! You want me to stay down, then put me down!"

Murphy:" You're not a man, Y/N! You're just p--"

There was no rest for the wicked this time around as Y/N hit Murphy right in the face before the aussie could hit another chair shot.

Before Murphy fell down though, Y/N immediatly grabbed him for a good old fashioned Suplex.

Y/N:" You wanna know what a real man is like? Boy, you just made a big mistake and I'll let you feel why."

Y/N snarled towards Murphy before getting up and walking over to the commentary desk and taking off the top in preperation for the next moment in this match. Y/N was slowly getting diabolical now and everyone around the arena seemed to enjoy it a lot. There was nothing that was going to stop this match any time soon as Y/N dragged Murphy over to the table and hit him in the face again. Then Y/N taunted towards towards the camera that he had no fear.

Getting back in the ring, the big man climbed to the top rope and nodded to himself over and over again to hype his next move up, because it was surely going to be painful and just overall crazy. Y/N steadied himself, took one more breath and then used the momentum to fly.

During the landing, Y/N hit his knee on the table. It didn't look too bad at first, but when he tried to get up, the pain almost made him go down again. Murphy on the other hand was almost out of it now as the ref counted with the fans chanting along with every number, but the end wasn't there just yet. Around the count of eight, Murphy managed to make his way to his feet, giving Y/N a confident smirk as the next phase of the match kicked in with Y/N gritting his teeth as he ignored his aching knee and took charge again, only for the ref to be hüt by a Running Knee.

Y/N:" Gosh damn it, you son of a bitch! Why were you standing there anyways?"

Yes, Y/N was pissed off as he and Murphy faced off once again, this time fighting their way from the ring and up to the stage, giving the fans more to look forward to as the hits got even more aggressive than before, indicated by a bit of blood dripping from Murphy's nose after another Forearm by Y/N who by now was so close to just rip him apart. Hatred was big here and the two knew that very well as Y/N kicked Murphy away and took a sip of a fan's drink.

Y/N:" I'll sign it later, don't worry about that too much."

And so, the Last Man Standing match was nearing its final phase. Both men were sweating, panting and breathing heavy as they were getting closer and closer to the set. There was really no fear, no mercy, nothing to show any signs of peace as Y/N grabbed Murphy again and punched him in the gut before hitting a Single Underhook Brainbuster.

With no Red around though, it was tough to know who would win this fight and walk away in victory. So much pain and agony had been cast upon both men throughout, yet neither of them would stay down for the Ten count. Y/N was getting desperate as he looked around for a minute to think of how to hit the final nail in the coffin and thanks to his memory, something quite nice came to his mind. With Murphy dazed, Y/N cleared the way behind and in front of the big LED wall to make sure they wouldn't botch anything before he picked the 'Best Kept Secret' up and turned towards the wall again before he left out an ear piercing roar and both men slammed through the LED boards.

Sparks were spitting everywhere and the crowd was in completely shock as they wondered who would be the one to crawl out from the wreckage while several officials checked to see, if Y/N and Murphy were alright. An eerie silence erupted in the arena with even the commentators not knowing what to say. Who would win was now off the table. The match took things to a whole other level and now the WWE might have two new people on the sidelines again. Everyone thought that the ref would stop the match until a hand reached out from behind the stage to show that at least one of them had the guts to get back up.

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It was none other than Y/N L/N himself who stumbled forward on his feet and raised his head high while the majority of people cheered when they saw him. The bell rung and Y/N was announced as the winner a long and hard fight against his bitter rival. He was sore, exhausted and a bit lightheaded, but it didn't stop Y/N to celebrate the win...until...
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And that's where you guys and girls come in. 😄

Who would you like to see as Y/N's next rival?

Since there's no roster split or anything in my books, you can pick anyone you like and I will try to make things work.

Serious inquiries only though. Not that someone comes around and says 'I want Y/N vs Bo Dallas' or something.
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