Evolution's music hit, and HHH, Orton, and Flair walked out. The Dudley Boyz were all ready in the ring, all 3 of them ready for revenge for something that Evolution had done to them. HHH had a microphone in his hand, and started talking; "All of you have a right to be jealous. None of you are championship material. It makes me laugh to think that any of you think that you can win."
"HEY, HUNTER." Anonymous' voice was heard in the arena. "IF NONE OF THEM ARE CHAMPIONSHIP MATERIAL, THEN WHAT ARE YOU? I WAS UNDER THE IMPRESSION THAT YOU WERE A CHICKEN-SHIT SACK OF GOAT PISS."
HHH heard everyone laughing at him, and became enraged.
"Shut up, Anonymous!" He yelled back. He turned flair and Orton around to make sure that Anonymous wouldn't run out.
All the lights went out. The fans cheered. HHH's hair stood on end.
Dead I am the dog; hound of hell, you cry.
Devil on you back; I can never die.
The pyros in the turnbuckles ignited, and Anonymous stood in the center of the ring. He had been under the mat the entire time. The Dudley Boyz all rolled out of the ring, just to make sure that they didn't get in the way.
HHH just stared down the ramp towards Anonymous, wide-eyed. Anonymous grabbed the top rope, and flipped over. He landed on his feet outside the apron, and he brandished his katana. He stalked up the ramp, the Evolution edging closer together. Orton was the first one to run back, followed by HHH and then Flair.
Anonymous smiled to himself, and followed them. The hunting season was open; and he knew his prey...
