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"TOMMASO Ciampa," came William Regal's warning tone. "Not only will you be defending your NXT Championship against EC3, Velveteen Dream, and Ricochet, but you will also be defending your title against... This man right here."

With that said, Johnny's music began to blare throughout the Full Sail Arena in Orlando, Florida. The crowd was going completely nuts for Johnny, like they always did because they really respected this man and with good reason, too.

Tonight was the night. In just a few short minutes, I was going to make my way out there and be the odd-ball out of all those men. In the Independent Scene, this wouldn't be anything, but here — in the big leagues — it felt like the weight of the world was on my shoulders.

Johnny made his way into the ring, immediately shaking hands with William Regal and, then, with Ricochet as well. Of course, he ignored the heels of EC3, Dream, and Tommaso. He was in good spirits and William definitely seemed pleased to see him in that ring.

Here we go, I thought to myself as I waited backstage behind the curtain. You can do this, Nik. You got this.

"So what?" Tommaso growled out in his microphone to William Regal. "It's gonna be a five-way match for my title at Takeover?"

Then, before William could reply, all the lights in the arena went off and it was pitch black in there. Everyone was freaking out and cheering already, but out of curiosity, too.

At this point, I had already made my way out to the stage through the darkness and positioned myself in the middle of the big screen behind me. Technically, it was in front of me since I would have my back turned on the crowd at first.

"What the?" William was playing it off. "Who turned the lights off? Turn them back—"

Then, within that same moment, the big screen came on and it showed a static screen. Everyone screamed when they saw my black silhouette standing there, but no identity on who it was just yet.

A second passed before the lights came back on and I was standing there with my arms out like an angel spreading her wings to fly. I spun around on my heel, already smiling, and the way that the crowd popped for me... Man, I will never forget it. Ever.

Come on, she says she knows you want
Come on, come on, but then she owns you

And I hate how somehow I always give in
To those lips that can paralyze
Though I know that she is the devil
She's so beautiful, so evil

Immediately, before I could even make my way down to the ring, everyone was chanting: "HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!"

Once I was officially spun around and now facing the crowd, plus everyone in the ring, I pretended to have a dress on and bowed. Then, I slowly, but surly, began to make my way down.

I slapped a few hands on the way down until I finally hopped on the apron, where I swung my leg around and made my way through the middle ropes. I came in and, ignoring everyone in there, I walked through — like the sea of people had parted for me — and grabbed my own microphone.

I got right there in the middle of the arena and faced William Regal first. I brought the microphone to my lips and had my lips open to speak, but before I could, the crowd continue to chant very loudly: "THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!"

I blushed because I couldn't help it. This was my dream. Finally, facing William again and clearing my throat, I said to him: "Hello there, Mr. Regal and everyone else in here. I have one question for you all...," I paused and looked ate everyone at least once. "Do you know who I am?"

With that said, the crowd answered it for them: "VIVI! VIVI! VIVI!" That was always my nickname to the wrestling world.

"My name is Victoria Valentine, in case you didn't know," I continued and was talking especially to William. "Of course, granted, everyone knows who I am. I have sold-out arenas and main-evented multiple shows across this world from Japan to the United Kingdom to here in America. I am simply, what they say, the best in the world."

Everyone was going crazy, but somehow, William fought through it and reassured me: "Of course, Ms. Valentine, I know who you are. All I want to know is why you are here tonight."

"Oh," I laughed out and shook my head. "William, you didn't hear? Man, I should've expected that..."

"What?" he asked, eyebrows together in confusion. "What happened?"

"Hunter — Triple H — he signed me," I announced and the crowd became even more unloose and crazy. "Yeah, it was kind of last-minute, I guess you could say. I'm surprised that he didn't tell you, but — hey — it's understandable, though, really."

"What?!" Tommaso exclaimed, jumping in between myself and Regal. "You have got to be kidding me! What the hell is she even going here for?! She's a woman!"

"Who has won more titles than you in your whole entire career," I deadpanned back into Tommaso's face, who was just appalled. "I am here for one reason only, Regal, and it's all in my contract — ask Hunter — and that's for... That sexy title right there."

Again, the WWE Universe began to chant something in the cross of "THIS IS AWESOME!" and "HOLY SHIT!"

"How the hell...?" Tommaso was saying, but Regal was about to shut it all down in just a second. "That's not fair! What the hell?!"

"Just... Calm down, Tommaso," Regal warned him, holding his hand up. "Now, Victoria, even though we all aware of your past accompaniments, you aren't in the Indies anymore... You're in NXT, where everyone fights to the finish. There is blood, sweat, and tears that goes into this."

"Yeah, that's right," Tommaso was screaming behind Regal's back now towards me. "Go back to the Indies, you amateur! Oh, and while you're at it, go back to your own division of women! This is for the big boys only!"

Despite the fact that Tommaso was hiding behind Regal while screaming this into his mic, I chose to ignore him for the moment while I waited on Regal to continue. "Plus, Victoria, despite what is in your contract, you can't just walk in here and expect a match right off the bat."

"Or, I can," I spat back and Regal was confused more than he was angry. I stepped forward and had the mic right to my lips. "Read my lips, Regal: I am going to be in this championship match at Takeover. Understand?"

"Are you kidding me right now?!" Tommaso continued to yelp like an annoying dog. "Get her the hell up out of my ring before I put this woman in her place!"

Before anyone knew what was about to happen next, I legitimately jumped over Regal and attacking Tommaso. We got in the corner, where I was pounding him, until someone came up behind me with their arms wrapped around my waist and dragged me back.

They let go of me and I was spun around, facing EC3. He was screaming in my face of how I don't belong here and all that good stuff. So, in return, I slapped the shit out of him. He went flying before Velveteen ran up and shoved me backwards, where I — myself — went flying back.

I recovered quickly while I could see both Johnny and Ricochet started to beat up Velveteen until they tossed him out of the ring together. Right when I got up, EC3 was back up as he staggered back towards me, where I kicked him in the gut and quickly lifted him up, bringing him down to the mat with my very own PowerBomb.

Johnny, Ricochet, and I stood tall together while Tommaso had already slipped out of the ring, gluing his title to his chest. Regal was appalled, but impressed. I could see that much.

"Alright! Alright, that's enough," Regal yelled and everyone, inside and out of the ring, froze and listened. He faced me and asked: "You want in on that match at TakeOver, Victoria?" I frantically was nodding my head in hyped agreement. "Then, you have to face three opponents tonight — which will be Velveteen Dream, EC3, and Tommaso Ciampa!"

The crowd was hyped, but pissed that I would have to go one-on-three tonight on my first night. Johnny was pissed and asking questions, but Regal raised his hand towards him and continued: "Hold up, you didn't let me finish! Not just you, though, Victoria. Johnny Gargano and Ricochet will be joining you for this six-man tag-team match in the main event!"

Now, I was happy and so was everyone else. Of course, Regal had even more to say... "Victoria, if you win this match tonight alongside your teammates, you will be added to the TakeOver match in three weeks!"

Tommaso, most of all, was pissed-off and chasing after Regal as he made his way up the ramp to go backstage. I spun around and hugged Johnny, feeling his warm embrace. Then, I turned to Trev and hugged him, which wasn't awkward and it wasn't exactly warm anymore. It was okay, but needs more work.

Tonight was going to be epic!

I still hadn't been tagged-in yet while Johnny and Ricochet had been handling it by themselves so far.

While jumping up and down on the apron with my hand out for Ricochet to finally tag me in, I suddenly felt like I had slipped and fell face-first onto the apron down below. My nose hit it with full-force and it did not feel good whatsoever, either. Is it broke?

I'm being rolled over, where I see a sort of blurry Johnny, who is asking if I'm alright. I don't know. You tell me, is what I wanted to say to him, but kept quiet. I removed my hand from covering my nose and his face fell.

"Shit, Nik, your nose is bleeding," he informed me and I expected that much. "It's busted open. Shit. Shit. Shit. You shouldn't have wrestled tonight."

"Ugh," I grunted out and threw him off of me. "Fuck off, Johnny. I'm wrestling tonight, rather you like it or not." I didn't mean it disrespectful towards him, since he is one of my best friends, but nobody was going to stop me — especially him.

I crawled back on the apron and dangled over the top rope with my hand out to be smacked to go in to fight. Again, Ricochet ignored me and tagged in Johnny while I just stood there with my mouth open. Meanwhile, Ricochet went flying out the ring to attack EC3 and I decided to use my shirt to wipe this blood off my face. I decided to just take my whole damn shirt off and revealed what was underneath, which was my bra-top.

I tossed my shirt away when the blood was off my face and it went flying over to the ring announcer than to the hungry crowd. I focused back on the ring and what was currently happening.

In the ring was Johnny, from my team, and Velveteen, from the opposing team. Dream shoved Johnny back, just like he had done with me earlier in the night, and Johnny went flying back into our corner, where I slapped his chest and tagged myself in.

He couldn't believe it. His face said it all and, also, he placed a hand over his chest when I hit it too hard. I was about to face-off against the Dream when Johnny took ahold of my arm and spun me back around, where I was directly in his face instead.

"What the hell?!" Johnny cursed and had his arms all crazy. "You don't need to be in here! You're injured!"

I shoved him back and he trampled, using the ropes as leverage to hold himself up. "Leave me alone! I got this!"

So, then, I turned and just in time to received a big boot from Velveteen. I don't remember much after that, except for he had dragged me back into the middle of the ring and tried to pin me, but Johnny came in for the save — surprisingly enough.

He fought off Velveteen until I could recover and I stood tall against the man that they call the Dream. I laid my arms out and smirked at him, then backed up to place my hand in his face and, just like the Rock, I used the "Just Bring It" hand-signal. That pissed him off, definitely.

He started to fight each other until the ref had to get involved, demanding that we separate already. I was about to go at him again, until he ran away and ran right into his corner, and tagged Tommaso in — out of all people.

Tommaso looked like he didn't want to come in and even tried to convince the ref that it wasn't a real tag. Ref didn't want to hear it, so Tommaso had to come in against his will.

I was waiting for him in the middle of the ring, amusement written all over my face. I tried to focus on just him and what was going to happen, but I watched his eyes that somewhat fell from my face to my exposed chest — as to say. Was he... Hold up. Was he checking me out? Shit.

Then, before I knew it, he was chasing after me until I dipped out of the way of his clothesline and ran into the ropes, using them to my advantage, to make an impact against him. I flew right into him and he went down, but was up just as I came up, too. I used the other ropes to clothesline him, which was successful, and immediately covered him for the pin.

I barley got the two-count before we both back up. I spun around and elbowed him in the jaw, which made him fly back into the ropes. And, so, he slipped out and tried to recover on the outside. This gave me the perfect opportunity to go after him from the inside to the outside.

I ran into the ropes behind me and flew right through the other ropes to fly right into him. We crashed together and, afterwards, I was honest-to-God exhausted as hell. I couldn't even find the first muscle to move to get up. Damn, that took a lot out of me... Heh.

Alas, slowly, I began to get up and crawled back into the ring, where I was greeted by EC3, who tried to do some move on me — but not before I reversed it into the Eat-Defeat (adapted by Gail Kim) and, once again, he was gone within the blink of an eye.

I spun around right in time to see Tommaso coming back in the ring. Instead of trying to attack me, he simply went into his corner and tagged Velveteen in. However, before the Dream could get the upper-hand on me, I immediately grabbed ahold of him and kicked him as hard as I could into the gut, which made him crouch-over in pain. I threw him around until I had him in the Crossface — which I renamed to the V-Lock.

Somehow, nobody ran in to help him and, eventually due to the pain, he had to tap. I let go and, immediately, my hand was raised in victory — along with Johnny and Ricochet. Everyone was so surprised, but I did it. I did.

Overall, this was probably the best night of my life — despite the bloody nose, of course.

• That's it for the night! Goodnight all 💕 All the love .xx •

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