The fight was still going. All the people that weren't supposed to be in the match had left, the brawl calming down slightly. 2 heavy blows had taken out both Kane and Anonymous to the heads, and all the others were going for the belts.
Kane pulled the energy out from deep inside, waiting to sit up in his Jason-style way. Anonymous, who was right beside him, was sleeping. "On three." Kane said to himself. Anonymous slightly nodded, but went unnoticed. "One," Kane said. "Two," Kane began to pull the strength together. "Three." Both he and Anonymous sat up at the same time.
"Nice timing." Anonymous said, tipping a ladder over, toppling another, causing Rico and Ric Flair to get suspended in mid-air.
Kane and Mr. America both went to 2 turnbuckles, and jumped. They brought the other 2 down with a resounding crash by grabbing their feet, the titles still suspended. Captain America, seizing the moment, started doing his Hogan-impersonation. Anonymous, with some sense of humor, did the same. They both looked down at the two prone figures, and looked at each other. They ran against 2 opposite ropes, and grabbed hands while they passed Rico and Flair. The way they were positioned caused a major led-drop to both opponents, pretty much eliminating them from the match.
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Bischoff, still holding a grudge against Stone Cold Steve Austin, was now running down. He was going to win those two belts himself, and take them out with him before he called up Linda McMahon to quit. By this time, Anonymous was still enjoying the carnage around him. He had power slammed Steven Richards through a table as Bischoff slid into the ring in his karate uniform.
Anonymous laughed as Bischoff got in his crane stance. Anonymous turned his body to the side, and stretched his arms and legs into his own stance. Bischoff started messing around, trying to scare Anonymous to back down. Anonymous barely moved, until Bischoff attempted to kick him.
Anonymous grabbed his foot, kicked him in the balls, and pulled his leg, putting Bischoff on the ground. He started to spin around, Bischoff screaming, "stop" at him. Anonymous stopped, much to the disappointment of the fans.
Anonymous looked at Bischoff, and held his hand up in the air. His thumb was sideways. The fans cheered "DOWN!!!"
"Do it, Anonymous." JR said. "Beat the little bastard's ass."
Anonymous' thumb started to rise up.
"No! No, kill him, Anonymous!" King screamed.
Anonymous looked up at his hand, and turned it quickly down. The fans cheered louder than ever. He looked at Bischoff, and looked at a table and a 12 ft. ladder. He started pulling Bischoff up from the other side of the ladder, and made it all the way to the top. He stood on the top, with perfect balance. He got Bischoff in the power bomb position, and jumped up to the very top.
Anonymous jumped forward, his calculations being exactly right. Bischoff wasn't conscious when the cameraman ran up to view the carnage. Anonymous was laughing at the disaster he had made, and stood up, looking for the next victim.