Chapter 9: Give The Fans What They Want!


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April 26th, only one week left till Backlash and the WWE goes over to France for the first time ever, Tristan hasn't got anything again today, or even next Friday, in fact, Tristan's first WWE Fight will now be at Backlash on the Premium Live Event for the United States title against Logan Paul, before that though, he needs to nail one tiny little point home, a point that everyone seems to miss about the self proclaimed "Maverick"...

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... Tristan came out the curtain to a Cody Rhodes level pop, speaking of him, he's watching backstage right now, Tristan has gained a lot of faith in the company and a much higher fan base since last week, some even compared the Promo to John Cena level, which was a compliment he wasn't sure he deserved but he'll take it as he stood at the top of the walkway taking this all in...

... Tristan has dreamed of a reaction like this, he had no idea what he would have said last week, he just stood there and spoke from the heart, everyone made their promo's to Logan Paul, about Logan Paul, instead, Tristan wanted to prove to Logan, show Logan exactly what he's up against, someone who's clawed and actually worked his way to this moment, unlike Logan who only got here because he posted 6 second videos to the internet.

The crowd kept on cheering, singing his song as he made his way to the ring, high fiving and fist bumping his way, it's such a good feeling, a warm spark in his heart, a skip in his step, it's a nice feeling, he's hoping that now all his Promo's can be unscripted, tonight is, Tristan has no idea what he's going to talk about, all he does know is the microphones waiting for him on the steps as he climbed up then and entered the ring while his music slowly cut out.

Tristan: Before I...

Tristan was about to speak to them all, all 15,000 of them here right now but he couldn't since he heard someone start chanting "Parasite", Tristan couldn't help the smile on his face as he looked around, nearly all of them, man, women, child, all calling their United States Champion a "Parasite".

Crowd: Par - ra - site!

They clapped along making him chuckle, Tristan has been giving a time limit and basic instructions, Hunter's backstage and wanted to see if it was just a one time fluke or Tristan actually is one of the best on the microphone then anyone ever gave him credit for, he was never really given the chance to speak in his previous employments, so now he's getting a chance, Tristan's not looking to blow it.

Tristan: It's okay, the parasite's not here tonight so we're good...

The crowd continued to cheer as Tristan stood in the middle of the ring, his right hand slipping into his jean pocket while he looked around, it's a nice feeling, sure he's been cheered before, he's appeared at Wrestlemania and helped one of his closest friends win the ultimate prize in the WWE, but this is all for him and it's a good feeling.

Tristan: ... Which brings me to my point, a Champion, the United States Champion refusing to come to work... hell, he doesn't even live in the States. He lives in Puerto Rico or something...

Tristan found that out the other day, figured he'd slip it into his work once or twice, they seemed to enjoy it since they started booing again, Tristan smiled the entire time, he's never been a "Heel" character and never wants to be, he just wants to put his family's name out of the pile where people say "Yeah, it's so sad what happened to them" when they hear the Von Erich name, into the pile where people say "GOATed wrestling family, best to ever do it."

Tristan: ... Imagine that, an American, as your United States Champion, who's ashamed to even be American. Now, I could go all political and give you all reasons why I should be your United States Champion but you're already on my side. So, I need your help convincing the one man that can give us all what we want. Nick Aldis...!

Tristan turned to look at the walkway and waited, the crowd watched as well waiting till eventually the Smackdown General Manager, Nick walked out the curtain, microphone in his hand adjusting at his suit, he has no idea why he's out here, he knows what he's doing out here and what's going to happen, but he's not sure how Tristan's going to make it happen, not until he climbed into the ring and stood there, looking towards the only Von Erich in the WWE.

Nick: Say your piece Tristan. Give me a reason to make this official for Backlash.

Tristan looked from the crowd then to Nick, that's all he has to say, all he has to do is say some words and boom, he'll get that title match, he can say "bang" and he'll get it but he's not going to take the easy way, the fans love him now, they adore him now so he's going to use that to his ability, Logan might have the title but Tristan's got the WWE Universe.

Tristan: Oh, me? No, no no. I'm not going to convince you of anything...

Nick looked generally confused and rightfully so, Nick expected Tristan to go off on one, pull out the emotions and tug at the WWE Universe just like he did last week but instead, Tristan has a different plan, everyone stands in here and calls on the crowd to help them when they ask for it, why not try something a little different this time out.

Tristan: ... No, not me. They are.

Tristan indicated to the crowd around him who once again, cheered for him, they thought he wanted them to make noise but that's not what he has planned, Tristan isn't going to just accept the bond he has with the crowd, he's going to build on it, he's going to use the crowd against Logan and it's going to win him the WWE United States Championship.

Tristan: Who shall we ask first...?

Tristan hopped over the barricade and looked around, just strolling amongst the fans as he looked for the first one to ask, both Hunter and Nick are watching, Nick from in the ring and Hunter from backstage, Nick is waiting for a reason while Hunter has a big grin on his face watching as Tristan put his right arm around a man around the same age, the camera catching every single moment.

Tristan: Do me a favour? Tell Nick over there not why, I should be the United States Champion. Tell him why Logan Paul shouldn't.

Nick leant on the ropes as Tristan moved the microphone to the guy beside him, Tristan didn't look away from Nick, he has faith that this guy isn't going to do something stupid on Live TV, sure Tristan was worried someone in this building is going to be an asshole but that's why he picked out the person wearing WWE Merch with title belts, that shit's expensive to the average joe, not unless you really love it and won't do anything to disrespect it.

Guy: Easy. Tristan's been here more times then Logan has since he signed to the WWE...

Slight exaggeration but yeah, he's not far off from being right, Logan can't come here every single week, nothing to do with the fact he can't be bothered or anything like that, he just can't, he's a part timer, no one likes a part timer, especially when they aren't even a wrestler to begin with.

Guy: ... Being a Champion means to be here, represent the business and country. I don't want Logan Paul representing me. I want a Von Erich!

Tristan got pats on his back while the fans jumped around them, Nick nodded his head a little while taking in the words, it was a good little speech but now it's time for another, Tristan only has a little time to play so he went to another 2 adults, all of them spoke out against Logan Paul was the United States Champion, one of them was a little more kind to Logan then the others but Tristan's delivered his message, now he just needs to tug at the heartstrings.

Tristan: Hey sweetheart. Mind if I ask you a question...?

Tristan knelt down near a young girl her parents and brother nearby but Nick couldn't see him anymore and needed to look onto the big screen to see what was going on, the little girl wasn't much older then his son Donovan, around the age of 8 or 9, Tristan knew what he was doing and Nick couldn't help but be really impressed.

Tristan: Logan Paul claims to love this business, to love all of you, so my question is this. What do you love the most?

The little girl looked from Tristan then to her parents, people all around them are filming them and getting this all on camera, through photos and video, either way, Logan Paul is going to see this, he lives on Social Media, he feels like he owns the Internet well, this is how Tristan's going to take everything from him, starting with his image.

Little Girl: Ice Cream.

Tristan and Nick both chuckled a little while the GM continued to watch on the titron screen, every once in a while he glanced over to them still not able to see Tristan but can see everyone staring towards that spot, where Tristan is being the Champion they all want to see, Nick can see why Tristan's being fast tracked as quick as he is, a little like LA Knight.

Tristan: Not bad, Ice Cream's pretty great. Can I ask you another? If you were able to have Ice Cream, every single day. Would you have it?

Nick sighed a little as he can see where Tristan's going with this, even the fans can, he's trying to play on Logan's words, Logan keeps saying he loves wrestling, he's always wanted to be a wrestler but if you loved it, truly loved it, then he'd be here every single week, not just when he wanted to.

Little Girl: Yes

Tristan smiled but he has one more question to ask, one more question and he will head back to the ring, he knows how much time he was giving and knew that he's about to over go, he only has a small message left to go and it includes one more question to this young girl with a Bianca Belair shirt on.

Tristan: So I take it that you'd also like to have it, once or twice a week?

The girl nodded but he needed an answer, so when he held the microphone to her with a small nod, she looked around again, the people around them encouraging her to answer him and she was so giddy and excited that she just shouted as loud as she could.

Little Girl: Yes!

Tristan laughed while the building cheered with her, Tristan stood up after giving her a small head rub, he looked over and saw the boy had a Von Erich shirt on, he asked him to come over to him then signed the shirt, it was one of his brothers from their NOAH days, Tristan remembered those days, they were good.

Tristan: Thank you sweetheart.

Tristan gave the girl a high five then made his way back through the crowd getting pats on his back and cheers, Tristan can't wait to finally get his hands on Logan Paul and he's going to in Lyon, France, all he needs to do is put the final nail in the coffin, jumping over the barricade but staying on the outside of the ring, climbing to sit on the barricade the WWE Universe behind him as Nick turned to face him, one hand in his pocket the other holding his mic.

Tristan: You haven't listened to anyone who's stood before you and told you that Logan Paul shouldn't be United States Champion, now are you going to ignore them...?

Tristan indicated all around them, the building cheered for him as he used the fans to perfection, Tristan might even be more over then Cody Rhodes right now, that's an impressive feet to make considering Cody's been back a much longer time then Tristan has, just goes to show the boy was indeed born for this, putting even more emotion into his promo by climbing to stand on the barricade.

Tristan: ... Tell me when the WWE stopped caring about the people and more about having a shit Energy drink brand in the middle of that mat!

Tristan stared daggers at the Smackdown General Manager as Nick sighed again, Tristan's heard the fans and they hate it, sure the UFC do it all the time but they aren't the UFC, their the WWE and what matters to Tristan is that the fans get what they deserve, they get what they desire and that's not Logan Paul as the United States Champion, he has one more thing to say and needed to be face to face with Nick, so he dropped off the barricade, rolled into the ring and stood to his feet, looking at Nick at the corner of his eye.

Tristan: Tell me, when the WWE Sold out?

The crowd cheered, finally someone is telling the truth, speaking what their asking, Tristan is a Superstar of the fans, maybe even more than Sami was back when he was breaking away from the Bloodline, Tristan might be becoming the biggest babyface on the Roster right now and he's only getting more popular.

Nick: You want Logan Paul defending the United States Championship in Lyon France at Backlash...?

Nick asked the crowd, not Tristan but them all around them and for the first time in a long time, the American's took the fight to the Europeans for loudest crowd reaction, Tristan even slightly lifted his mic to try and get them louder but they settled down a little when Nick asked them to, causing Tristan to look at his General Manager.

Nick: ... You got it!

Tristan cheered with the crowd as they all are behind Tristan Von Erich and his conquest in trying to obtain the United States Championship, it's perfect that he's come along, you can't get a more American loved Wrestling family then the Von Erich's and since no one actually cares about Logan Paul, handing the title to the next guy, isn't such a bad idea...

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{To Be Continued!}

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