๋ ࣭ ⭑ The Great American

In the heat of the match, the crowd is electric, roaring as Dominik taunts everyone from the ring with his usual arrogance. You're near the edge of the ring, watching the fight, when Dominik steps down for a moment, clearly annoyed by something you said. Without a second thought, he grabs a drink from the audience table.

And he throws it straight in your face.

The liquid drips down your face amidst the shock of the crowd. The entire stadium lets out a collective "OOOOH" because everyone knew that you and Dominik were brothers; you didn't get along very well, but at the end of the day, you were still brothers. The Great American, who had been focused on the fight, remains completely still upon seeing the scene.

Silence.

Her head slowly turns toward you. Her hands clench into fists. Her breathing becomes heavy beneath the mask. Then she slowly turns to Dominik, pointing at him with utter indignation.

—What are you doing, huh? No way, dude!

Dominik barely manages a mocking smile. Big mistake. The Great American grabs his arm tightly and pulls him toward the center of the ring.

—That's not right! You're disrespecting… an important person! A very important person! You're a bad brother, dude!

He lifts him up and slams him against the ropes, then delivers a brutal suplex that shakes the ring. Dominik tries to fight back, but receives a spectacular beating until he's completely knocked down in the center of the ring. The Great American stands over him, breathing heavily.

He approaches you immediately. The fury vanishes completely; now his movements are careful, almost timid. He takes a towel from the staff and gently cleans your face, with unexpected tenderness.

—Nobody… disrespects you like that.

The whole arena roars around you, but their attention is completely on you.

That idiot thinks he's Mexican and stole the character from that other American legend to prove he's Mexican.