9/10/19

The hunt for the WWE 24/7 championship was at tough one, but with the legendary Solid Snake as champion, it'd be impossible. Jobbers roamed the halls with kendo sticks with a ref in tow, some of them in groups of three or more. One group consisted of The Lucha House Party with ref Mike Chioda, "(Keep your eyes pealed, he could be anywhere)." Gran Metalik said in Spanish.

"(Snake is a slippery one)" Lince Dorado replied.

Kalisto told Mike, "Once we find him, get ready to count." the ref nodded in response, they turned a corner after passing by catering. Where underneath one of the tables was a familiar cardboard box.

(briiiiing)

Otacon: Snake, the building is crawling with people after you championship. I suggest its best that you get out of there before someone takes it.

Snake: First they'll have to find me, which we both know is no easy feat.

Otacon: Don't get too cocky, overconfidence leads to mistakes.

Snake: Don't worry, I have it under control.

Otacon: Please not another cardboard box!

Snake: For the millionth time, my success hinges on how I utilize the cardboard box. After all...

R-Truth, Carmella, Drake Maverick, and Renee Michelle walked into catering. The men searching with vigor and desperation, the short one so he can finally consummate his marriage, and the dark skinned one so he can get his baby back. Carmella was there for moral support for Truth, and Renee there so she and Drake can run away after he finally gets the 24/7 championship back.

"He's gotta be here somewhere!" Drake shouted as he looked underneath the row of tables.

Truth checking under the metal domes, "Here Snakey, Snakey. Got a fresh mousey for you." he cooed while shaking a toy mouse.

Renee whispered to Carmella, "He does know he's not an actual snake right?"

Carmella just shrugged, "At this point I just stopped caring."

Drake got to the table with the cardoard box underneath it.

A cardboard box...

"I FOUND HIM! I FOUND HIM!" Drake exclaimed with joy before he pushed the table out of the way and lifted up the cardboard box, only for the smile to turn into a look of confusion when he saw nothing. Truth admonishing him for getting his hopes up for nothing as the group didn't hear footsteps sneaking away.

"Is only made of paper." Snake said as he ran off, his cloaking gear activated as eh sped off.

He made it to a locker room, he then stuck a chair underneath the knob. Luckily the locker room was empty, he then climbed up onto a bench pulled down a lid to an air vent which he pulled himself in.

(briiiiiing)

Snake: What now Otacon?

Otacon: Snake, someone just hacked into my software and left me a message. They said to be at Clash of Champions this Sunday, you've been challenged to a match for your 24/7 championship under a stipulation of there choosing. And I don't think you can refuse, they already talked to WWE management and the made it official.

Snake: Ha, like hell I'd run. So who gets the honor of getting the arms snapped by me?

Otacon: The challenger was never mentioned by name, but they left hint. Its someone you've fought against.

Snake: So that rounds it down too...….

Otacon: I guess we'll see this Sunday. And Snake, good luck.

Snake: Like I need it.

Snake crawled through the ventilation till he was on the roof, where he leaped off and onto the side of the nearby building. Looking forward to this match against a mystery opponent at WWE Clash of Champions. "Whoever you are, get ready for me to kick your ass."

So Snake has been challenged, will he still be champion by Clash of Champions? Who challenged him? Find out next time.

Title changes: None.