; glory and gore [1]

T W E L V E ; S U N

_____We'll stumble through Heaven...

Tension reaches the pinnacle in the Guerrilla's position. A couple of matches already got out of control to Vince's grandest pleasure and Shane's biggest concern. Everyone in the back is stuck in between two distinct feelings: the breathtaking pride of being a Wrestlemania's part and the utter worry of ending the night on a stretcher.

Sasha Banks stands in front of the curtains, shaking off the stress the biggest highlight of her career ignites mixed with the increasing fear Sami's condition brings up. She hopelessly tries to clear up her mind, the crowd's chants invading her mind each time and fueling the hurricane's wrath inside her head.

Until doubters' words hit her brain and silent it all, recalling this is her moment and she's out there to prove it.

Down the ramp the energy the fans are giving her is practically palpable as they're already screaming at the top of their lungs the words she craved hearing her entire life:

"This is wrestling."

Not only is she ready to make History and walk out the newly crowned champion, even if it means she has to leave the arena with broken arms and injured legs, but it's also her first official opportunity to pay tribute to her hero: Eddie Guerrero.

Just the thought of his memory and how much he's done for her throughout the years warms up her darken soul. His inspiration pushed Banks to the limits, forcing her to silent the rumours and criticisms along the way.

She still remembers watching 2004's No Way Out most anticipated encounter involving an unyielding Beast, a Latino Heat, a coveted golden object and an impact changing the course of a young girl's life forever.

Wearing a similar gear brings back her old emotional self, constraining Banks to swallow her tears, focusing on her unmatching desire which is melting inside a mess of rage and passion.

The sight of the new WWE Womens' Championship strangely seems familiar to her, as if she envisioned all along it'd be hers and now that she's standing inches apart from it, she definitely can confirm it's not just an impression: it's a fact.

Becky, Charlotte and her collectively changed the game, turning the usual bathroom break into matches that would bring anyone to the edge of their seat, asking for more.

Tonight's is about legacy , about showing who truly is the best out of the 4Hoursewomen and whose path was actually the most judicious, leading directly to the prize.

If the entire world don't fall off of the roller-coaster these types of events can be, especially when they happen under the Devil's watch himself, they're about to find out.

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A battle of hearts begun and what can be assured is that it won't be pretty.

While Becky and Sasha are near the commentary's desk, exchanging fists and stringing together counters after counters it allows Charlotte to pull herself to the apron. Baby Flair nails a nice Moonsault on Becky and Sasha which provokes, for probably the first time since her call-up, a huge pop in the Universe who cheers her, praising the perfectly executed move.