The arena goes into a terrified frenzy, as the lights are diminished, and the fans are scared to see what happens. The tron is lit up with a single image…
If you’ve truly no opponent Gojinn- then allow me to … “compete” with you.
Gojinn backs up, and drops the mic, looking around as the eerie theme plays. He’s unsure of where he might appear, if at all, and he sure as hell does. There- far off on the stage- appears the outline of a man. A thick fog has taken old of the entranceway, but as the figure moves closer, it reveals itself more and more- and there- more terrifying than ever- is Serin Death.
J.R: My god, King!
King: AHHH! Not him again!!
J.R: Run Gojinn! Get out of there! For the love of God!
The large man slowly stalks towards the squared circle, standing nearly seven feet in height. Gojinn stood a mere 6’6”, and though he seemed to weigh more, Serin had quite a bit of power. The “King” of CW takes a fighting stance, and narrows his eyes, as he holds up a single hand, seemingly pleading with Death- asking for a truce, or for him to back off. By this time, the enigma has entered the ring, and everyone's chats among themselves and others have come to a standstill. The arena is silenced in this moment...
Serin’s head tilts slightly, as if he’s unsure of the reasoning behind Gojinn’s pleas. Gojinn knows Serin better, however, and backs up yet again, as Serin’s face develops a crazed look. He steps for Gojinn, and the King tries for the exit through the ropes. Serin has a hold of his shirt however, and pulls him back hard, throwing him to the corner. Gojinn stays there, taking a defensive stance still. He could easily fight back, but Serin notices something is his eyes that holds him back. Not sharing this feeling, Serin simply lunges forth, and grabs his throat, pulling him from the corner. He lifts Gojinn from his feet, but the King powers out!! He drops to his feet, and tries to step away.
Serin allows none of this, and grabs his arm, pulling him back with such power, he throws him across the ring into the ropes. IT’S AT THIS VERY SAME MOMENT THAT HE TAKES OFF INTO THE ROPES HIMSELF, AND RUSHES TOWARDS GOJINN’S SPEEDING BODY, AND WITHOUT HOLDING BACK, SERIN PLOWS INTO IT WITH A VICIOUS GOTHICRUSHER!!!!!
Gojinn flies through the air, and drops hard. He’s not out cold, but he’s clearly hurting from the move. Serin simply stands, and brushes his hair to the side, staring at his victim with pleasure. He eyes him for a few moments, and smiles, satisfied. Gojinn writhes in pain in the corner, as Serin simply stands there… and then the lights go out….
And when they return…
Gojinn is the only one left in the ring…
