Breakout June 2016
To open up the show comes a man in a three-piece suit who makes his way to the ring with no music or video. The people are wondering who he is as there are resounding whos from the audience. He gets in the ring through the second rope. He makes a pleased facial expression. The mic dips in his hand. "Ladies and Gentleman, welcome to Breakout!" The crowd cheered on pleased. "Let me say that again. Welcome to Breakout!" he said with greater voice depth.
"My name is Richard Stanlans and I am the NPC general manager. Now in looking at the entire NPC World Championship tournament, I saw some promising individuals who with just another move would have moved on further to the finals title match up. Those guys might want another chance to prove them self which is why we will present a number one contenders match. I'm am doing this because I humbly believe in second chances and as the genreal manager, I can make this happen. Whoever wins this match in the sanction will be amongst the first in line for a world title shot. Whoever is hungry enough will win the Fatal 4 Way match tonight for that privledge. That match will be Wess Reynolds vs. Kai Lee vs. Dante Rivera vs. AC Styles! Thank you and let us have a good show tonight for all those in attendance" he mouthfulled to the pleasure of most fans. He got out of the the ring shaking his head at the people. They cheered loudly.
"You heard that, Anthony?" Mike asked.
"Of course. The men who came up a bit short will battle it out and just maybe one of them may still get a title out of it. This will be mighty entertaining battles!" Garrett replied.
"Rightly so, Tony. I can just imagine what that AC Styles is going to do this time to try to win. He'll probably stay out of the fight until the other three guys beat the mess out of eachother then he'll hook someones legs and become the the first contender" Wilcox said.
Garrett laughed for a moment. "I don't think the others will allow him to do that, Mike. But if he somehow did it that way, Richard Stanlons would not be proud."
"No one should be proud of AC Styles." Wilcox got angry.
"Ladies and gentlemen, tonight also will be the champion Kenan Fire's first match since becoming our world champion." Garrett declared.
"That will be something. Kenan sure is a battler and I hope he keeps that title for a long time. I'm looking forward to that" Wilcox responded to Garrett.
"Me too, Mike." Anthony told Wilcox.
Here in the backstage hallway, we see the general manager going over something on paper. Bruce Hicks approaches Stanlons. "What's the big idea about this Fatal Four Way? I'm a veteran and I should be the first on your list when you consider to book big matches! What's your excuse? Huh?"
Richard looked at Hicks with a weird stare like Hicks was a lunatic. He then put both his hands on Bruce signaling him to back up. Bruce did so still hot with anger. Richard grinned showing a kind of favor and approval. "First of all, I don't have to give you any excuse or explanation for-" he raised his voice, "Anything I do" Hicks was struck still with blurts of anger as he stepped back further. "And you were not in the tournament for the world title, so therefore you have no place in this match. You need to prove yourself first"
Hicks made a face of disdained amazement before yelling in his softest voice possible "Prove myself? I've been doing that in this business for years, way longer than anyone who was in the god damn tournament. Even longer than Kenan Fire!"
"Are you whining again? He means prove yourself in NPC, you old fool." Tyler Hill said as he overheard them and walked up to Hicks.
"So you are a spy or something now? Mind your own business kid or else I will put my foot in your-" Hicks got interrupted by Stanlons.
"Stop it! Stop it right now! You two sound like you're really against each other, huh?" Richard asked the two of them after getting noticeably annoyed. They both looked at him shocked. Tyler adjusted his semi long hair. "Since you think he would do no good, then we'll all see coming next when the two of you take on an all new tag team who is appraently hungry after what we have seen of them so far. Believe me, you'll both want to win this one since this will be each of your debuts." Hill looked at Hicks disgusted as Hicks did the same. Richard walked away smiling and looked back at them a few times.
"Oh great. Now my Bruce is getting treated like garbage. That Hill is the one who needs to prove himself." Wilcox retorted.
"It's official now. They will face the tag team that was fired from NIW. That team sure will have a grudge tonight and the match is right now!" Garrett told the camera.
A young man with blond hair can out to rock music on the stage. He wore yellow and black tights with black elbow pads and boots for gear. He looked around at the crowd, who were for the most part non reactive, and smiled. "Ladies and gentlemen, the following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall. On his way to the ring, from Leiria, Portugal, weighing 179 pounds, Tyler Hill!" Hill jumped while on the ramp and slid in the ring then looked at the crowd again. They kind of warmed up to him a bit. He chilled on the ropes as his music came to a stop.
Death Lingers by Loser Pride played to boos from the crowd. A short haired middle aged man appeared with blue shorts and brown t-shirt. "And his partner from Alberta, Canada, Bruce Hicks!" The man was noticeably angry walking slowly. He looked at Hill a few times before he entered the ring by the steps. He dusted his hit off before he entered the ring through the second rope. His music stopped as he and Tyler Hill just started a stand down toward each other at nose level.
"These guys better focus. Who knows who could be debuting." Wilcox said. At that, Hicks and Hill stopped confronting each other and looked at the stage awaiting their opponents. Hicks looked at Hill making a psst motion toward him.
"And their opponents.-" The announcer was interrupted.
At that the lights dimmed as a familar woman came out to cheers. The camera tuned in toward the aisles to show she wore black and red ring gear with a black leather suede shirt. The woman grabbed a microphone from her chest at blurted, "Shh. Shut up. They finally here. The two of all. Them who gunna shows Tommy and company what it is. Luke and Edward. My Freelancers!" Devious by Dale Oliver played. She made a fancy nod to the stage as two men with navy camouflage came out. The fans were roaring to them. The girl showed them as if they were some art.
They walked looking determined. They walked in opposite directions on the stage. As the lights came up again the taller guy cracked his knuckles while the shorter one stretched shouting, "We are going to bust you guys brains in!" Bruce Hicks finally stopped his angry look at Hill and quickly looked at Edward. He then looked at Hill again.
"These guys are pretty intimadating, Tony." Mike reacted as The Freelancers walked to the ring followed by the woman and got in from the second rope.
They both looked at Hicks and Tyler Hill like they were fresh meat. The girl stayed near the apron. Their music stopped as the crowds reaction was two times louder. "We haven't done this in a while." Edward said outloud to Luke. Luke looked at Edward and the girl with a smile then looked back at his opponents in an injurious grin.
"Go ahead guys, take them by storm!" the woman said with the microphone. She dropped. That gained a big cheer from the crowd. It also got Luke and Edward pumped up.
Hicks quickly got out of the ring and said to Hill, "I can take him, young blood. I don't need your help." Hill got up the apron behind the ropes as Edward did the same.
The first two to start the tag match are Bruce Hicks and Luke. Hicks shouted out things presumably to get at Luke as they are at the center of the ring. Hill didn't seem cool with Hicks as his partner. "Bruce and Tyler don't appear to be in unison with each other." Garrett said. Luke responded with a slap right on his chin. This infurates Hicks so that he hit a right hand on Luke. Now Luke instantly recovers and went for a pop up powerbomb on Luke at the split second. Luke succeedded. He covered. "One...Two"
"And that's no good. Luke has got the upper hand early on Bruce" Garrett protested. Hicks got up to a couple of punches and a bodyslam. Luke went for another cover.
"One...Two"
As Bruce Hicks tried to get to his feet, Luke grappled him for a few minutes. Hicks almost got him to slip but Luke backdropped Bruce Hicks out of a piledriver attempt. Luke struggled to pick him up. "That's how you take them by storm" the woman said. Thus, Luke hit a right hand on Bruce Hicks as rapid payback for what Hicks did earlier on. This left Hicks very groggy and in turn Luke hit a high kick on Bruce Hicks. Edward looked like he wanted in on the action at this point so there was a tag between The Freelancers. Edward hit a speedy flying forearm on Hicks as Luke got behind the ropes.
"Get up, Bruce! Don't be winded" Mike said. With the fast momentum moving, Edward stimulated the audience. The woman got in on the action too shouting Freelancers hype. That's when Edward tried what looked like a Mic Check. Hicks countered the move by turning it into a jaw breaker. "That a boy, Hicks!" Bruce Hicks with Edward down looked toward Tyler Hill with a light frown tagging him in. Tyler Hill frowned back at Hicks and whipped Edward into the ropes and hit a forearm.
"What do you think of that, elder?" Hill said. With that Hicks told him to let him in because he could do better. Hill gestured no and hit a dropkick on Edward. He went for a victory.
"One...Two"
Edward powered out making Hill look like a toddler. Just as Edward had got on his knees, a high lightning kick by Hill sent him back on the ground dismayed. Seeing his opponent on the ground, Hill tagged in to Bruce Hicks. Hicks scored with a powerbomb that didn't get the landing he hoped. He tried to go for a cover but Edward didn't let him. Edward then irish whipped Hicks and blocked a suplex attack by Hicks on the rebound. Edward from there got space enough to do a quick tag to Luke who was red hot on the momentum spectrum. "This is our opening! They about to cut you guys head off!" the girl screamed. Luke rounded Hicks up and hit another pop up powerbomb. He tagged Luke back in. It was at this point The Freelancers had Bruce Hicks to themselves and Tyler Hill looked like he didn't want to interfere. They each picked Hicks up and hit their Reality Check. Edward goes for a win.
"Here are your winners. The Freelancers!" the announcer said. The woman entered the ring and and got in between Luke and Edward to raise their hands.
"That's just the beginning." she kept yelling as her partners stayed looking dominant.
"You right." Edward kept repeating as well.
By this time Hill was out of the arena. Hicks was outside the ring. He made an angry stare at The Freelancers which became a standoff between the three.
"If I had a real tag partner, I could spit chum like you two for breakfast!" Hicks yelled. This made Luke try to get out of the ring but the girl and Edward held him back. Luke roared so loud that it could be felt as far as the top of the arena. Hicks keep going back but keep his front to them. Edward hugged Luke and must have assured him things were going to be okay. The woman smack talked with Hicks in which she had the upper hand.
On the big screen we see a tall man in civillian shorts jumping up and down repeatedly in his dressing room. The crowd seemed invested enough in him. Another guy in a navy blue suit came up to this man with a microphone and said "Hi. I'm Robert Kaman and we just found out that coming up next, you will face the NPC Undisputed champion. Your thoughts on your upcoming match?"
"I'm gonna show everyone why I should be the first one to go for that title. Kenan Fire you think you are so cool because of your name but I'm gonna edge everyone off their seat when I splatter your head all over. I know that didn't sound right but I don't care. Don't look at the champion but look at me because I'm gonna challenge him like Hogan did to Andre. I didn't win every championship in NXT for nothing. I earned my dues and I'm gonna show every one why I'm the man!" he flexed his muscles and winked to the camera. "This is for you, honies. The man withhighlights in the right places"
(Commercial Break)
"The next match will be our Kenan's first ever match as champion. By the looks of what that guy just said on the tron, it won't be a walk in the park for Kenan!" Anthony spoke.
"Yeah. But this guy must not of seen the match where he got the title. Kenan deserved the win and this guy is a little bit too snarky for someone who hasn't even debuted yet. Let's see." Wilcox said.
The announcer stepped inside the ring eagerly. The Memory Remains by Metallica blasted from the arena.
"The next contest is a singles match." The same man from earlier came out in sweatpants and T-shirt with sunglasses on.
"There is no sun. What is this guys problem." Wilcox argued to himself.
"From Stanford, Connecticut. Adrian Watts!" He seemed very sure of himself. Watts took off his clothes by ripping them in the same manner as Hulk Hogan. He then gestured to the crowd making an subfuscous grin. He went in the ring. His music stopped.
The Twisting Knife by Danko Jones sounded to some very intense mixed reactions. The world champion came out in his fiery one piece costume with a mean face. His large golden metallic title, that said in large letters NPC on the front, was around his waist and he took it off to show Watts at the center of the ring.
"And from Neumark, Brandenburg, he is the NPC Undisputed World-Renowned Champion, Kenan Fire!" Kenan then walked to the ring in a trooper like way. He entered the ring and pointed his fist at Watts. Watts stared at the champion breathing hard. The song stopped.
"This should be fantastic" Garrett said just before the bell rang.
Kenan Fire goes after Watts to start the match playing follow the leader. Watts was still getting out of harms way when he yelled to the crowd. "This is your champion, folks!" Watts said. At that Kenan Fire cornered him catching him off guard. Fire then got off with an arching heel kick. He got that one to go on Watts. They both arise to their feet quickly and Fire gets whipped to the left ropes by Watts. A dropkick connects, and Watts goes down. He is a little shaken up from that. After Adrian Watts is to his knees, Fire with his amazing stamia goes to the ropes and a stiff high kick is censuated. Fire was victorious there and he went for a pin.
"One...Two"
Watts just narrowly gets his legs up. "This guy Adrian is such a phony. Fire is owning the hell out of him in this match. That's what happens when you are too focused on the crowd." Wilcox reacted. Watts gets up, as does Fire, but is unsuccessful in his watt bomb attempt. This leads the way for an oppurtunity for Fire to go for a gut kick. He is successful. This leaves Watts groggy for a moment and Fire uses this to hit a rolling kick on Watts. "Ouch. This is over right here." Watts went down farely tough. Fire arched on Watts stomach for a cover.
"One...Two"
Kenan Fire shows a cutting small amount of frustration but known for him to panic or worry. Fire crops to his legs and picks up Watts and gets to go an avalanche on him. This missed as Watts countered the avalanche with a raised foot to the face of Fire. Adrian Watts sees a great oppurtunity as Fire is down. He decides to take advantage with a no mercy. He german suplexed Fire once and the fans thought that was it but no. He did it again. Another time. One more time but this one made Mike Wilcox nervous. Fire looked rather out of it. Watts goes for a victory. "One...Two"
Kenan Fire kicks out enraged at Watts previous sea of moves. Kenan Fire stretched to whip Watts into the corner but was surprised with a great Watt bomb to the turnbuckle. This got Watts excited. While Fire was laying on the mat below the turnbuckle, Watts raised his hands signaling he was going to rag a snowball. For about twenty seconds he did this getting optimum heat from the audience. Unbeknowest to Watts, he left enough time for Kenan Fire to recover in which Watts noticed at the last second to do anything about. He kicked Fire in the gut as Fire just got up. Adrian Watts fired a Shock Drop on Fire. His finisher didn't connect as Fire avoided the drop. This got Watts upset as he ran at Fire getting at a forearm. However, Watts walked into a face crusher from Fire. Fire hit that the best he could as Watts went down "Adrian Watts can barely stand." Garrett announced to the home viewers. Fire sees a great opening after Watts struggled insufferably to get up. He connects with a vicious Round up to the chest of Watts. "That was indeed fire." He pins Watts.
"One...Two...Three!"
"Here is your winner. The NPC Undisputed World Heavyweight Champion, Kenan Fire!" the announcer said with a microphone. The referee handed Fire the title in which he snatched and raised in the center of the rings. He looked back at Watts who jumbled out of the ring still hurt. Kenan Fire raised the title even higher.
"Boy, what a contest. That Adrian Watts is no joke from where I sit. The match had a title match atmoshere. I'm sure he will make it big here in NPC. " Garrett reacted.
"Eh. He is to into himself for that to happen. I will say that at least he takes a win like a man, unlike AC Styles." Wilcox replied to Anthony as Fire left the stage.
"Whatever you say. The fatal four way is soon ahead. So folks stay tuned because that will be one heck of a ride." Anthony retorted.
(Commercial Break)
A beatiful petite woman with red hair was seen standing outside her locker room in a sordid way. She was titled to the side and had headphones on listening to her ipod. The woman jerked a little but had a serious face. Richard Stanlans came to her and said "Hi. Ms. Raven. Our women's wrestling will start soon and I just wanted to let you know that you could play a big part in it."
She looked at him as if to question what he told her then asked vigorously in her deep feminie voice "The championship will be attainable, right?"
"Oh of course. The title does not belong to Kalexa Sigmon anymore. It is going to be completely revamped. The name will change to. But for now, we are still recruiting females. It's a process that is quite long. But I want to assure you that since you were the first to sign with us, we will make sure you are among the first to battle for the title." he said smiling.
The woman made no smile and quietly told him, "I will be champion. Raven has what it takes to drive all the competition in this business. That is what will happen, okay." She seemed annoyed after she said that.
"Okay." Stanlans was mildy shaken. She walked away from him down the tailor hall. The camera followed. Raven was stopped by another woman. The woman was a little taller and had tattoos all over her arms and stomach. The girl wore blue lipstick and had her hair in a straight fringe.
"Don't be so sure of yourself. I'll be among the first to go for the title like you as well. And believe me when I say, my experience will lead me to be the face of the women. Believe that, missy." the other woman said. Raven looked at her in a threatening way.
"And who are you? Ugly Betty?" Raven asked strongly.
"I'm Jet but you can call me the lady who'll be the first women's champion here. I can't stand certain girls, who think that they are scaring you when they look at you. Don't think you can control me. It's so easy to tell that you think you're so tough but just like the Kalexca, I won't be pushed around. That's all I'm saying, girl." the woman walked away from Raven touching her shoulder. Raven stared at her intrudingly as she left.
The screen went black and then it showed a long boned man wearing a Chinese jacket. The man had short spikey hair, light eyes, and a shirt that would get him arrested in a certain county. He was in a room where the lights were dimmed slightly. The room was empty except for the guy and some boxes .The camera showed him smiling with vile energy and kneeled effortlessly staring into the camera. He said excruciatingly loud. "You wanna know who I am? I'm the man whose going to wire chain anyone who steps in my way. I don't care what I'll have to use to do it."
He then let out a wickedly gagging voice before he said soft compared to previously. "I'll let you all in on a secret. I love receiving and giving pain. That has always been my best hobby. I'd say it was my major in high school and look where I am now."
The man kneeled further and put an enraged face looking down then looking back up into the camera. "Here, I'm going let people know that they haven't seen fierce until they've met me and it doesn't matter who I show, they will be shocked in the most intense ways. Sorry if that seems a little frightening for all of you but guess you can say that wherever I am, I'm just a troublemaker..." He then laughed uncontrollably. The tron went blank.
"Okay, I see we've got some weirdos now in the company." Mike said in a flaky manner. "Hope Stanlans knows what he's doing. That guy seems like the type that can fall one hundred feet and smile."
"It does look as if he has a haunting demeanor, Mike." Garrett responded.
"Yeah. One that will scare all the kids watching this show along with the people he faces. Who knows? Maybe this wacky dude has something for us." Wilcox said.
"No kidding. Folks, I'm delighted to tell you all that it is time for the Fatal Four Way match!"
"Yes! I've been waiting for this all show. These guys are going to light it up!" Wilcox said.
Mahir Paradise by Rrodmot blazed the fans. Dante Rivera came out to a mixed reaction. He shook his head on the stage with an aggressive facial look. "The following is a Fatal Four Way match to determine the number one contender for the NPC Undisputed Championship." the announcer said as Dante Rivera raised his hand in a fist on the ramp. "Making his way to the ring, from Pardesiyah, weighing 187 lbs., Dante Rivera!" Rivera got into the ring by the second rope and shook his head again.
Striker band music came on as a man with a buzz cut came out with dark pink ring gear. "From Winterswijk, Meddo, Wess Reynolds!" He strowed down the ramp going in at the bottom. He hyped the crowd as Rivera clearly didn't like him.
Valley Man from Deep by Ricosphre Bros played. The fans were booing loudly. Out came Lee who walked slowly. "And from Zhoucuolun, weighing 264 pounds, Kai Lee!" The crowd grew even more louder at his face, which seemed to always be in a frown.
"This man's face is iconic now." Wilcox spoke. Lee entered the ring through the the top and got on the turnbuckle making an angry face at the crowd . He reverted his look to Rivera and Reynolds as he got down from the turnbuckle and his soundtrack finished. Rivera seemed staggered at Lee.
The crowd popped very loud once Phenomenal by CFO$ played. Styles came out with white and black gear this time. He did his signature knee hand smash gesture at the stage and they roared. "From Jacksonville, weighing 218 pounds, AC Styles!" the announcer then left the ring promptly. Lee and Rivera were looking at eachother and AC multiple times while Reynolds looked at the crowd. AC banged his hands on those steps and got in the ring repeating his gesture. AC got off the turnbuckle to a small rally of AC Styles chants. His music stopped. There was a four man stand off as the referee got into the ring. He signaled the bell.
"Here we go!" Wilcox said eagerly.
All the guys leveled each other man to man. Styles went after Lee and Reynolds took a loaf of punches from Rivera. Lee caught Styles to the corner and rised up to try a forearm to the face. It connected which put him with the upper hand on Styles. Rivera still had the upper hand as he shifted his momentum for a big backdrop on Reynolds. This move by Rivera was executed well. This prompted Rivera to go for a cover on Reynolds. "Come on!" Rivera said.
"One..."
Reynolds kicked out and got to his feet as soon as he could. Styles and Lee were battling but took a blind eye to that count presumably since it was so early on in the match. Lee controls Styles to which Styles couldn't grapple over his strength. "Don't tell me he is going to try this." Wilcox was shocked. Kai Lee, with Styles still down, only gets knees on a splash. It missed for the most part. On the other side of the ring, Reynolds used his hands to to take down River's right thigh thus taking him to the crowd. Reynolds got up as he was still on the floor and used a dirty tactic of stomping him non stop. AC Styles takes advantage of Lee's botched splash as he gets to go a Pele kick on Lee. This fired up Styles who was owning up to the task of Lee. Styles whipped Lee into the turnbuckles and aced him with an enziguri. Styles goes for a cover.
"One..." Reynolds stomped on Styles to stop the count. Reynolds mounts on Styles and starts a string of punches to Styles' chest. He didn't seem like he wanted to stop. Closely to them, Lee got up but was unaware of Rivera. This saw Rivera go for a hip toss on Lee.
"You have got to be kidding me. A man of his size getting the big beast up?" Wilcox said in shock again. Rivera surprising executed that move to a T. Reynolds was still in control of Styles and applied a headlock. He got out the lock. Rivera power punched Reynolds out cold to stop the submission. Lee was still shaken up from the hip toss and got out of the ring for a bit. Styles got up but was put down by Rivera. Rivera ceased this oppurtunity to go to the top of the ropes to perform something on Styles. However, then came a badly executed second rope splash by Rivera. However, Rivera did not let that stop him as he and Styles were on their feet and he cuffed Styles and went for a flying elbow from. He barely hit the target. "Rivera is somewhat sloppy in this one, Mike." Garrett reacted. Wilcox humbly agreed. Rivera was blind sided that Styles elbowed him back as he was hardly affect from Rivera's. Reynolds got back up and helped Styles with a double backdrop to Dante Rivera. Reynolds then shifted his attention to Kai Lee outside the ring. Styles picked Rivera up but was punched lightly by him. He then hit a dropkick on Dante Rivera. This sent Rivera down and out. Styles saw an opening to do something and he wasn't going to let it go over him. He got out the ropes and then springed on the top ropes and went for a flying knee to the face of Rivera. This was done to perfection. Styles went for a cover.
"One...Two"
Reynolds, at a pace, got in to the ring and stopped the pin by stomping on AC Styles' head the hardest he could. "Okay. Styles has cheated before but this was a little too much for me. Grotesque." Wilcox protested. Styles head was patted in presenting a possible concussion. Reynolds took advantage of this by getting Styles up and going to the ropes and issuing a gruesome standing leg lariat. "What is this guys problem?" The lariat knocked out Styles to the point where he couldn't even go down. This was when Reynolds used a basement dropkick to the knee on Styles to take him to the ground. Reynolds went for the victory.
"One...Two" Kai Lee broke the pin up as fast as he could since he was busy with dominating Rivera who was laid out ice cold in the corner.
"It looks like we've seen the last of AC Styles tonight" Anthony spoke as medics checked out Styles who bled. AC Styles was helped by the team out to backstage. Back to the ring, Lee was caught off guard by Wess Reynolds' fierceness which granted Reynolds with a seed of momentum. Reynolds tried to irish whip Lee but Lee had to much weight in which once the rebound came up, Wess Reynolds missed a clothesline. Lee took advantage with a standing spinebuster.
Lee didn't stop there as he went for a brutal seated powerbomb on Reynolds. He got that one to go. Lee got up fast and put Reynolds through a crazy headbutt. This knocked out Reynolds. Rivera got up and came at Lee as Reynolds was done. Lee clearly had Rivera with a high angle sidewalk slam in which he pushed Rivera out of the ring. Lee saw a place to try a Rude Awakening on Rivera in which he took. He succeeded which set him up in that ring for his finishing move. Lee tries his Bridging German Suplex. He got it to go. Sweating, he pinned. "One...Two...Three".
His music hit. "Here is your winner and the number one contender for the NPC World Renowned Championship, Kai Lee." Reynolds and Rivera left one by one. Lee looked at the crowd and showed little emotion even though he put his hands up. His face was so the crowd just wanted to boo him. As he was in the ring madly cheerful and still with his hands up the crowed kept their negative reaction.
"Piss off" Lee yelled brushing off the fans. An interviewer got into the ring as Lee's music stopped. Just as he put the microphone up to Lee's mouth, Kenan Fire's entrance song sounded to a very loud but mixed reaction. He came out with his flame attire and had the golden championship around his waist. Fire looked at Lee as a bulldog looking at another bulldog as he made his way to the ring. Surprisingly, he got in the ring slowly and eyed Lee. Lee looked on aggresively.
"Kai looks like he wants to burst Kenan's head. But he's not doing anything." Wilcox said.
"This will sure be the match of the night next week folks. Good night." Anthony presumed.
They stood in the ring in a face off as the camera faded.
