Vince McMahon enjoyed all he was capable of doing. The ability to fire anyone at any time, and humiliate others and get away with it had always been like a permanent high for him. He looked at the headlines of WWE.com, and briefly saw an article talking about how a newcomer, Enigma, had retired Big Show. Also, it had an image of HHH in a full-body cast attached to a large hook and being raised into the air with Anonymous looking on. "Those guys are monster." He said to himself before taking a sip of coffee. "Good thing they don't hate me."
He glanced down the headlines, and saw a statement made by both Enigma and Anonymous in the same article.
Anonymous: We've got the same prey right now.
Enigma: The question is when we're going to strike.
Anonymous: He can show up anywhere, and do anything.
Enigma: He expects everyone to bow down to him.
Anonymous: But he's damn wrong.
Enigma: We're not bowing down.
Anonymous: We are the hunters.
Enigma: And he is the prey.
Anonymous: If I were Vince McMahon, I'd watch my back.
Enigma: Because we too can be anywhere, anytime.
Anonymous: I am Anonymous.
Enigma: I Am the Enigma.
Both: You cannot stop us.