The night had arrived for Y/N L/N's next big match, and the energy in the arena was electric. The crowd was on edge, eager to see how Y/N would follow up his impactful debut and his recent win against Brooks Jensen. Tonight, he would be facing none other than Josh Briggs, a powerhouse known for his raw strength and brawler style—a true test of Y/N's resilience and skill.

As Y/N's entrance music hit, he walked out to a mix of cheers and jeers, the crowd still uncertain whether to rally behind him or fear him. Y/N's eyes were focused, his posture exuding confidence and determination. He climbed into the ring, rolling his shoulders and locking eyes with Briggs, who was waiting in the corner, sizing him up.

The bell rang, and the match was underway.

Y/N and Briggs approached each other, locking up in the center of the ring. Briggs, with the strength advantage, quickly powered Y/N back toward the ropes, but Y/N ducked under Briggs's arm, using the momentum to escape. He quickly circled around, attempting a waist lock from behind. Briggs, however, countered with a swift elbow to Y/N's temple, forcing him to release the hold.

Y/N staggered back, rubbing his jaw, but quickly retaliated, shooting low for a takedown. He caught Briggs off-guard, managing to drive him to one knee. Transitioning into a side headlock, Y/N cranked up the pressure, but Briggs pushed himself up, using his strength to lift Y/N off the mat and slam him down with a backdrop suplex.

Briggs wasted no time and lifted Y/N up, tossing him across the ring with a brutal belly-to-belly suplex. Y/N hit the mat hard, arching his back in pain. Briggs took advantage, dragging Y/N to his feet and hitting him with a flurry of heavy forearm shots to the chest. Each strike sent Y/N reeling, but he fought to stay upright, absorbing the punishment.

Briggs went for a running clothesline, but Y/N ducked at the last second, using Briggs's momentum to counter with a dropkick to the back of his knee. Briggs stumbled, his leg buckling, and Y/N seized the opportunity, hitting a precise chop block to bring Briggs down fully.

Recognizing the advantage, Y/N began targeting Briggs's leg, stomping repeatedly on his knee and locking in a single-leg Boston crab. He leaned back, applying pressure as Briggs gritted his teeth, trying to fight through the pain. The crowd was on edge as Y/N cranked up the hold, bending Briggs's knee at an uncomfortable angle.

Briggs, however, used his size to his advantage, clawing his way to the ropes. The referee ordered Y/N to release the hold, and he reluctantly complied, but not before delivering one last stomp to Briggs's leg for good measure.

Briggs pulled himself up, clearly limping, but still fueled by determination. The two exchanged a series of heavy punches, neither man backing down. Y/N ducked a wild swing from Briggs and countered with a hard knee to Briggs's midsection, doubling him over.

Seeing an opening, Y/N went for a DDT, planting Briggs's head into the mat with a satisfying thud. He quickly covered him for the pin.

1... 2... Kickout!

Briggs powered out, shoving Y/N off him with authority. Frustrated but undeterred, Y/N backed up, measuring his next move. He waited for Briggs to get to his feet before charging forward, attempting a running knee strike. But Briggs countered at the last second, catching Y/N in mid-air and slamming him down with a spinebuster that shook the ring.

Briggs, now fully in control, took a moment to shake off the pain in his knee before hoisting Y/N up and launching him into the corner. He followed up with a massive running splash, crushing Y/N against the turnbuckle. Y/N staggered out of the corner, dazed, and Briggs lifted him into a fireman's carry position, preparing for a finishing move.

But Y/N, in a last-ditch effort, threw a series of elbows to Briggs's head, managing to wriggle free. Landing on his feet behind Briggs, Y/N wasted no time and hit him with a superkick to the back of the head, causing Briggs to stumble forward.

Sensing the end was near, Y/N went for his signature move—a swinging neckbreaker. He locked Briggs's head under his arm, twisted around, and dropped him down with a vicious snap. The impact left Briggs sprawled on the mat, barely moving.

Y/N quickly went for the cover, hooking the leg as the referee counted.

1... 2... Kickout!

The crowd erupted as Briggs somehow managed to kick out, his resilience on full display. Y/N looked at the referee in disbelief, frustration flickering across his face. He got to his feet, pulling Briggs up with him, determination evident in his eyes.

Y/N set Briggs up for a second finishing attempt, lifting him into position for a powerbomb. But Briggs fought back with desperate punches, causing Y/N to stagger. With one final surge of strength, Briggs countered, flipping Y/N over his back and sending him crashing to the mat.

Both men were exhausted, barely able to stand. The crowd was on their feet, sensing the end was near. Briggs and Y/N stared each other down, each determined not to be the one to fall.

Briggs threw a wild punch, but Y/N ducked, hooking Briggs's arm and twisting it into a painful wrist lock. Then, with a burst of energy, Y/N spun around and hit a brutal spinning back elbow, connecting right on Briggs's jaw. The strike left Briggs stunned, and Y/N seized the opportunity, hitting his finishing move—a devastating, jumping cutter.

Briggs fell to the mat, motionless, and Y/N immediately covered him for the final pin.

1... 2... 3!

The bell rang, and the referee raised Y/N's hand in victory as the crowd erupted in a mix of cheers and astonished gasps. Y/N stood over Briggs, breathing heavily but victorious, a fierce glint in his eyes. He had proven himself once again, showing the NXT roster that he wasn't just here to make an impact—he was here to dominate.

As he left the ring, the crowd's energy fueled his confidence. The match had been a battle, but Y/N had emerged victorious, solidifying his place in NXT.