Edmonton, Alberta, Canada.

Raw rolls into Edmonton Alberta with Zlatan standing in the ring, microphone in hand to start the show. "Edmonton, how's it going tonight?"

The crowd erupts with cheers and applause, acknowledging Zlatan's presence in the arena.

"Last week at Judgement Day, I proved that I can hang with the best in this business. Booker T, you're a five-time WCW champion, and I went toe-to-toe with you in a Falls Count Anywhere match. But it's not just about that. It's about respect." Zlatan said remembering his win over the Bookman.

The audience nods in agreement, understanding the importance of respect in the world of professional wrestling.

"You see, in the last few months, I've stepped into this ring with some of the most legendary names in the business. I've shown that I've got the heart, the determination, and the skill to make an impact. But still, I hear the whispers. 'He's just a soccer player,' they say. 'He's just a kid.' They say. Well, let me tell you something: I'm not just a soccer player anymore. I'm here to make history."

The crowd roars with approval, sensing the passion in Zlatan's words. "So, I'm issuing a challenge right here, right now. Stone Cold Steve Austin, if you're listening, if you're man enough, I'm calling you out. I want a match at King of the Ring 2002!"

The arena is filled with a mix of cheers and anticipation. Zlatan's challenge to Stone Cold Steve Austin is a bold move, one that could potentially define his career in the WWE. "Stone Cold, you're a legend, no doubt about it. But if you think for a second that I'm just some rookie who doesn't belong here, you've got another thing coming. I'll bring everything I've got to that ring, and I'll show you that I deserve your respect."

The crowd's excitement reaches a fever pitch as Zlatan's challenge hangs in the air. Jim Ross and Jerry Lawler, the commentators at ringside, share their thoughts on the matter.

Jim Ross: "Well, folks, Zlatan Ibrahimovic isn't holding anything back. He's laid down the challenge to Stone Cold Steve Austin for a match at King of the Ring."

Jerry Lawler: "JR, this kid's got guts, I'll give him that. But going up against Stone Cold? That's a whole different ballgame."

Jim Ross: "No doubt about it, King. But remember, Stone Cold has never been one to back down from a challenge. We'll have to wait and see how he responds."

As Zlatan's music plays and he exits the ring to the cheers of the crowd, the WWE Universe is left buzzing with anticipation. The challenge has been thrown down, and all eyes are now on Stone Cold Steve Austin. The stage is set for a potential clash between an emerging young lion and a seasoned rattlesnake at King of the Ring.

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Later in the show Stone Cold Steve Austin was standing in the ring with a microphone in hand to address the challenge made by The Young Lion earlier in the show. "Well, well, well... if it ain't the young lion himself, Zlatan Ibrahimovic. Let me tell you something, kid – you've got guts, I'll give you that. You come out here and challenge Stone Cold Steve Austin to a match at King of the Ring? That takes some serious stones."

The crowd erupts with cheers, excited to hear Stone Cold's response to Zlatan's challenge.

"Now, don't get me wrong, Zlatan. I've seen you in action, and you've got some talent. But let me remind you of one thing – I'm Stone Cold Steve Austin. I've been in this business for a long damn time, and I've faced the best of the best. You think you can just waltz in here and demand a match with me?" Stone Cold asked the pivotal question to the Young Lion.

The audience listens intently, captivated by Stone Cold's trademark intensity. "I ain't gonna lie, kid. Your challenge got my attention. But you gotta understand something – this ain't soccer. This is the world of professional wrestling, and it's a whole different animal. You wanna step into the ring with Stone Cold? You better be damn sure you know what you're getting yourself into."

The crowd's excitement grows as they hang on Stone Cold's every word. "So, Zlatan, here's what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna give you a taste of what you're asking for. Next week on RAW in Dallas, you and me, face-to-face in this very ring. I'll let you know if I'll accept your challenge for King of the Ring." Stone cold told the young lion to the back.

The arena erupts in cheers and anticipation as Stone Cold's answer to Zlatan's challenge is laid out. "So, kid, you better be ready for my answer next week. 'Cause Stone Cold Steve Austin ain't no pushover. And if you think you can earn my respect, you're gonna have to prove it in that ring. And that's the bottom line because Stone Cold Says So!"

As Stone Cold's music hits and he raises a beer to the crowd, the WWE fan is left eagerly awaiting next week's RAW, where Zlatan and Stone Cold will come face-to-face to further build the tension leading up to a potential clash at King of the Ring.

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As Zlatan watched Stone Cold's intense in-ring promo on the television screen, the atmosphere in his locker room suddenly shifted. The door creaked open, and in walked Trish Stratus, the Women's Champion. Zlatan turned his attention away from the TV, his eyes locking onto Trish as she entered.

Trish carried herself with a confident demeanor, her championship belt glimmering in the room's lighting. She looked at Zlatan with a purpose, her expression a mix of determination and curiosity.

"Hey, Zlatan." Trish said, her voice carrying a hint of excitement. "Mind if I have a word with you?"

Zlatan gestured for her to take a seat on the nearby chair, a sense of intrigue evident in his eyes. "Sure thing, Trish. What's on your mind?"

Trish sat down and leaned forward slightly, clearly eager to share her proposition. "Well, you see, Ric Flair just came up with an idea for a mixed tag team match for our next show in Edmonton. It's you and me teaming up against William Regal and Molly Holly."

Zlatan raised an eyebrow, his interest piqued. "Mixed tag match, huh? That's an interesting twist. Why'd Flair come up with that?"

Trish smiled, her eyes meeting Zlatan's. "I think he sees potential in us working together. Plus, it's a chance for us to show Regal and Molly what we're made of."

Zlatan considered the offer, a thoughtful expression on his face. "You want me as your partner, huh? What makes you think we'll make a good team?"

Trish's confidence never wavered. "Well, we're both determined competitors. We've both proven ourselves in this business. And I've heard you talk about wanting respect – teaming up with the Women's Champion would definitely make a statement."

Zlatan nodded slowly, a small grin forming. "You make a valid point, Trish. Count me in. Let's give Regal and Molly a run for their money."

Trish's smile widened, a sense of satisfaction evident. "Great! I knew you'd be up for the challenge. I'll see you out there, partner."

As Trish got up to leave, Zlatan leaned back in his chair, his gaze returning to the TV screen where Stone Cold's promo ended. A mixed tag team match with Trish – an opportunity to prove himself once again and earn respect in a different way. He couldn't deny the appeal of the challenge, and he looked forward to stepping into the ring alongside the Women's Champion.

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As the anticipation in the arena reached a fever pitch, Lilian Garcia's voice echoed through the speakers, introducing the mixed tag team match scheduled for the evening. The crowd erupted with cheers as the Canadian native, Trish Stratus, made her way down the ramp with her Women's Championship glistening in the spotlight. Her energy was infectious, and the fans in Edmonton showed their appreciation for the hometown hero.

Jim Ross's voice resonated over the cheering crowd. "King, you can feel the excitement in this arena. Trish Stratus is certainly a beloved figure here in Canada."

Jerry Lawler couldn't help but chime in, his tone slightly playful. "Well, JR, she's the Women's Champion, and there's no denying her talent. But let's not forget that her partner, Zlatan, is quite the phenomenon as well."

As Trish climbed into the ring, her smile lit up the place, a true embodiment of her connection with the fans. The atmosphere shifted as the entrance music of William Regal began to play. The British technician, accompanied by Molly Holly, walked down the aisle with a purposeful stride. Regal's stern expression displayed his determination, and Molly Holly's presence added a layer of confidence to their team.

Ross couldn't help but offer his insights. "King, Regal and Molly are a well-coordinated duo. Their technical expertise might pose a challenge for Trish and Zlatan."

Lawler agreed, his voice carrying a hint of admiration. "You're right, JR. Regal's wrestling prowess is second to none, and Molly's got quite the reputation as well. But Zlatan and Trish have their own unique strengths."

As the match got underway, the clash of styles became evident. Zlatan's powerful strikes and technical prowess contrasted with Regal's methodical approach. Trish's agility and high-flying abilities kept Molly on her toes, forcing her to adapt to a faster-paced encounter.

The bout escalated with each near-fall and exchange, captivating the audience with the back-and-forth action. Lawler's voice was filled with excitement as he called the action. "JR, this match is living up to the hype. Zlatan and Trish are proving themselves as a formidable team."

Ross chimed in, his voice carrying his trademark enthusiasm. "You're absolutely right, King. The chemistry between these two is undeniable, and they're showing that they can hold their own against experienced opponents."

As the match reached its climax, the moment that the crowd had been waiting for finally arrived. Zlatan and Trish executed a perfectly timed double team maneuver, culminating in both of them hitting their signature finishers. Zlatan's Lion's Roar struck Regal, while Trish's Chick Kick connected with Molly Holly. The crowd erupted in cheers as both opponents lay on the mat.

Lawler couldn't hide his excitement. "What a double impact by Zlatan and Trish! They're taking control of this match, JR!"

Ross's voice matched the intensity of the moment. "It's all about seizing the opportunity, King. Zlatan and Trish are capitalizing on their chemistry and making a statement here tonight."

In the end, the cheers of the crowd reached a crescendo as Zlatan and Trish secured the victory. The teamwork and synergy they showcased proved to be the difference-maker, and their hands were raised in triumph.

As Lilian Garcia announced their victory, the arena erupted with applause, acknowledging the impressive performance of the duo. Trish and Zlatan shared a victorious glance, their partnership a successful one that left the audience excited for what the future held for both of them.

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In a quiet corner backstage, Zlatan and Trish took a moment to reflect on their recent victory over William Regal and Molly Holly. The energy of their win was still palpable, and they shared a sense of accomplishment that resonated between them.

Zlatan leaned against a wall, a hint of satisfaction in his voice. "You know, Trish, that win tonight was a great way to show everyone that we're a force to be reckoned with."

Trish smiled, her eyes still shining from their triumph. "Absolutely, Zlatan. We proved that we can work together seamlessly and overcome whatever challenges come our way."

As they basked in the afterglow of their victory, Zlatan's expression grew thoughtful. "You know, it's funny. When I first started here in WWE after WrestleMania 18, I was just this tall guy with a 'funny accent,' as you once put it."

Trish chuckled, a touch of embarrassment in her tone. "Yeah, sorry about that. But you have to admit, you did look like you just came from the gym all the time."

Zlatan grinned, recalling those early days. "Well, you weren't wrong. Wrestling was new to me, but I've always been a competitor, whether it's on the soccer field or in the ring."

Trish nodded, her respect for Zlatan evident. "And you've definitely proven yourself in the ring. Your versatility, power, and agility are impressive."

Zlatan's gaze softened as he looked at Trish. "Thanks, Trish. Coming from a Women's Champion like you, that means a lot. I've come a long way since those early days."

Trish's smile was warm and genuine. "And you're not the only one who's grown, Zlatan. You've shown me that there's more to you than just a 'funny accent' and a tall frame. You're a true competitor."

Zlatan's tone was appreciative as he responded. "Likewise, Trish. You're a role model for so many, and you've got the heart of a champion. Teaming up with you has been a great experience."

Trish's expression turned slightly mischievous. "Well, don't get used to the compliments. We've got more battles ahead of us."

Zlatan chuckled, his eyes sparkling with determination. "You're right, Trish. There's still a lot we can achieve together. Let's keep making an impact in this business."

Their conversation was interrupted by the sound of commotion nearby, a reminder that the world of wrestling was always in motion. But for that brief moment, Zlatan and Trish shared a connection that went beyond the squared circle—a bond forged through their victories, challenges, and mutual respect.

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s Zlatan and Trish strolled through the streets of Edmonton, taking in the sights of the city, there was a sense of camaraderie between them that had grown stronger over time. Trish was eager to show Zlatan around, even though her heart was always connected to her hometown of Toronto.

Trish pointed out various landmarks and shared stories about her experiences growing up in Canada. Zlatan listened with genuine interest, appreciating the opportunity to learn more about his friend outside of the wrestling ring. As they chatted and laughed, the bond between them continued to deepen.

After a few hours of exploring, they found a cozy café to sit down and enjoy a meal together. Zlatan sipped his coffee and looked out the window, a contemplative expression on his face.

"You know, Trish, it's funny how we come from such different backgrounds, yet we've found common ground in the world of wrestling," Zlatan mused.

Trish nodded, a thoughtful smile on her lips. "That's the beauty of this business. It brings people together from all walks of life, and we form connections that go beyond the ring."

Zlatan's gaze met hers, his eyes filled with appreciation. "I'm grateful for the friendships I've made here, especially with you. You've shown me sides of wrestling I never knew existed."

Trish chuckled. "And you've shown me that there's more to you than meets the eye. You're not just a soccer star turned wrestler. You're a fighter, a competitor, and a friend."

As their conversation flowed, Zlatan's thoughts turned to his home in Malmö, Sweden. He looked at Trish, a glint of excitement in his eyes. "You know, if WWE ever tours Europe, I'd love to show you where I grew up in Malmö. It's a different world from here, but I think you'd enjoy experiencing it."

Trish's eyes lit up with curiosity. "I'd love that, Zlatan. It's always fascinating to explore new places and learn about different cultures."

Zlatan grinned. "Consider it a promise then. If the opportunity arises, I'll be your tour guide in Malmö."

Trish playfully bumped her shoulder against his. "Deal."

Their time in Edmonton had been a unique experience, strengthening their friendship beyond the confines of the wrestling ring. As they prepared to leave for Dallas, Texas—Stone Cold Steve Austin's home state—Zlatan and Trish carried with them the memories of their adventure and the promise of more to come.