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| As the camera fades in and pans over the large crowed inside the Raymond James stadium in Tampa Florida the crowed goes wild cheering and waving signs. The noise of the crowed is almost deafening as the camera looks over the stadium flashes of cameras can be seen going off from the crowed over looking the ring. Out of no where the lights shut off leaving the stadium almost fully engulfed in darkness except for a few of the ring lights overhead shining down on the ring and moving around over the once loud crowed but as the darkness set in the crowed fell silent. The silence is shattered by the PA system as Hail to the king by avenged sevenfold begins playing. The lights move swiftly from the crowed to the entrance way to the ring. At the opening stands a figure with something in his right hand the camera quickly zooms in to try and see who the person is. The face like the stadium is hidden in darkness of a hooded sweat shirt as the camera pans out a bit the figure remains motionless wearing blue jeans and black boots along with a leather jacket with a blue jean sleeveless jacket over it. From under the leather jacket is the hood covering the face of the being. In the right hand is a sledge hammer the hammer end shines in the lights overhead. The figure slowly makes its way to the ring moving down the ramp. The lights fallow overhead as the strange figure walks around the ring and grabs a microphone from the announcers table the rolls under the bottom rope and comes to a standing stop in the center of the ring. The lights come back on slowly in the arena as the song is cut off the figure remains standing motionless. The face of the being is still shrouded in darkness from the hood over his head the person slowly brings the microphone up to the hood as a familiar voice flows from the speakers. Voice: Everyone here and watching at home seeing me stand here is probably wandering once again. Who I am? !Why am I here? Well the time as come to answer your questions and lay them to rest. The figure slowly raises his hand with the sledge hammer and pulls the hood back revealing his face. His hair is long brown and strait about shoulder length his eyes are brown and cold looking. From the speakers his voice begins echoing through the arena. Mark hunter: My name is Mark Hunter a name that should not be forgotten a name that everyone hearing it should fear. I am the embodiment of pain aggression and even death. As I stand here tonight before all of you I begin my road to the top of this company a road that will inevitably lead to the EMF world heavy weight championship. A road that will be littered with broken bodies of everyone set in front of me. A road that blood will flow down as I beat tear and maim my way to the top. Some may say I am getting ahead of myself but I am just giving everyone fair warning and telling everyone what they will soon witness with their own eyes as time comes to pass. For anyone who doubts what I say is true for anyone who believes I am just spewing a load of crap let me say this. I do not give a crap what you think what you think means about as much to me as a grain of sand on the beach. Tonight my first opponent or in my eyes victim is Sirius Jericho. The first of many to be placed in my path of destruction and the first of many to be maimed and bloodied by my hands. Sirius if your back there if you can hear me do your self a favor and run away. Run away like a scolded dog from a rolled up paper because if you come down to this ring I will leave you a broken bloody mess. Do not put yourself through the pain and suffering that comes with me because it will not do you any good. I am far more stronger far more dangerous than anyone you have ever faced or you could even imagine. If you come down to the ring to face me tonight if you do not heed my warning I will make an example out of you. I will give everyone in the crowed everyone watching at home and every single superstar in the back a preview of whats to come to anyone placed in my path. Tonight you have two choices Jericho one is run like a little bitch and don't look back leave the arena leave the state of Florida and go home. Or two you come down to this ring and you get beat broken and bloodied and then carried off to the hospital where the doctors can work on trying to fix every broken bone in your body. Now if you decide to come down to the ring and face me tonight do not say I did not warn you. Because when it is all said and done and you are left a broken bloody mess in the center of this ring. When your face is covered with blood when your bones are broken when your so weak it takes all your strength to hold your eyes open. You will look into my eyes and you will know I am that damn good that I am in a league far far out of your reach. Mark Hunters eyes stare down the camera as he drops the microphone to the mat causing a slight thud to echo over the PA system. Hail to the king begins playing again over the PA system as he slowly exits the ring and makes his way toward the back stage area the camera fades to black. |