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"This is a tag match, one fall or submission, of Andrew Styles and Kody Gordert versus Power.
In LEVEL One, Styles couldn't fool Luis into a chair fight at the end of their Tag Team Iron Man, so I'm giving that an opportunity to see a end to it. Now it wouldn't be fair to send him into a handicap match, so I'll let him team up with Mr. Gordert, let him be of some use, walking around with a dead belt, just like that other guy who's always dreaming.. what is up with these old hasbeens?"

Andrew Styles just walked in through the entrance without any music blaring out, no light shows or fancy titantron displaying what Styles was to do unto his opponents. As a matter of fact, he was so dispreocupied with such details that he simply just walked towards the ring, hands inside his pants' pockets, intense look in his face and the crowd did not know how to react.to the silent entrance.

"Coming from Montreal, Canada, he is The True Crimson, Andrew Styles!"

That is until Styles decided to stop at the end of the ramp and just spread his arms to the sides, chin lifted up and eyes on the ceiling, was he expecting something? Well, if he was, it surely happened as his theme started up but it seemed to be already near the chorus, without any effect to it. He was just doing whatever the hell he pleased with how he acted, how he worked and how he fought. To the extent of just making his way inside the ring, tossing his jacket to the staff member at ringside.

For some reason, Styles did not go all greet and care with Gordert, he just leaned back in the opposite corner, just looking over his left shoulder, now awaiting for tonight's opponents. It was not that he hated Gordert, far from that, they just had this friend/rival relationship to them.

Styles requested a microphone from one of the staff members with a grin plastered across his lips as he proceeded to clap his hands twice to capture the crowd's attention.

"Well, you have a surprise there, Luis, dear boy. Buuut, you're not the only one with a surprise in the bag for Level 2. You see, I have these friends that have been dying to get back into some action. Unfortunately for you, dear boy. A real pity, y'know..But I can assure this match will be quite interesting. You see, last time we were together was on my 2012 run...And hell, I decided, why the ******** should I not let the stable back for old times' sake?"

Styles rose his right hand to the air and pointed right upwards in a dramatic manner before leaning back in the turnbuckles, it was all to add the drama, the tension, the emotion and most definitely, the curiosity in the crowd's hearts,

"You brought out Godzilla, eh? Fear not. There are Hounds, that are surely one thing that can engulf any being in the world."

The True Crimson laughed a bit, stepping away from the corner he was leaning back on to point towards the entrance ramp, he was now awaiting but not before he went onwards to introduce the guys that were to have his and Kodiak's back as an even play card.

"Ladies and Gentlemen! Will you help me welcome them tonight?! Of course you will, we all know, Power just ain't got what it takes to capture your attention. So, for one night, they are back....Hell, let them introduce themselves to you!"

Styles now waited silently, glancing with a grin to the entrance ramp.

-----The Guests------

"Shhhhhhh." That sinister sound was heard through the PA but most specifically, it came from a microphone. So the responsible one for that would be revealed sooner or later as a shadow, or best descripted, a silhouette of a man was seen in the PA as the man shortly spoke.

"It's time to put them to sleep. Oooooh, hell yeah! Your voice made him angry, young Lion! You're going to pay dearly for that."

The fans were left without a clue on who it was currently, they were still thinking on who would be this sharp, audacious and creepy to be straight up with his opinion and at the same time, scare and shoot this kind of vibe. The silhouette was putting on some gloves, by the sound it gave off, it seemed pure leather, maybe one of those biker guys that had too much of a dose in drugs? No, it couldn't be. this was something else, very far from the normal mind.

Their doubts would slowly be taken away as Cut You Down by Serg Salinas & Dale Oliver started out with a creepy whistle to call out the attention to the ramp, the lights went out as a small thunderclap was heard before the country tune started playing in the PA, the fans had no reaction to that but surely, they seemed quite interested in who it was, the cheers audible across the arena, the titantron faded away to black.

The man responsible was clapping along to the tune as the mic was resting in the right hand, urging the crowd to follow along to the drums of the song, a grin crossing through the male's face as he promptly said through the microphone.


"Coming from El Paso, Texas, weighing in at..quite a few pounds of muscle and kick-a**, my name is Rex Douglas, representing half of the Hallow Hounds...My dear attendants, I present to you one man that will scare the hell out of you...Wait, you didn't think that I was the one that wants a piece of the action, did you? Well, syke!"

The man laughed towards the microphone as his tune stopped in it's tracks, he stepped back, leaving the entrance to the ring open as then a more proper song was heard in the PA, more proper for the scary vibe that small entrance gave off in the titantron. Dark Strings


The male that came in now was way bigger in size than Tex Douglas, the man from El Paso, Texas who actually would be considerably at 6'1''. The bigger man was wearing black tights, red and black boots with rubber soles, a set of leather gloves with the fingerless style and the muscular ability quite enhanced but nothing too major to not break the systematic of any being standing in or out of the ring. The face of the big guy was cold and calculating all the way in and the amazing height of 2'1'' just helped in cementing the status as dangerous guest.


Tex Douglas would put the microphone up to his lips and speak through it as an announcer: "This man's name is Hideyoshi Jinra but for you fans, he will be simply known as Shadow Colt, he is, in fact, the other half of the Hallow Hounds. Now, we had quite an invite from our friend Andrew right there and how could we refuse, aye? After all, I see right there a good chance to pay up what we owe to the guy, even though it will never be enough. And Colt right here...Well, he just wants a fight, even if Hell breaks loose and the arena collapses. So, without further ado.... Let's get the ball rolling and the Hounds hunting!"

They both walked down the ramp towards the ring as they now stood right outside, next to Styles' corner. Tex nodded his head to Styles with his usual cocky smile, just classic Texan buckling up with pride. And Colt just crossed his arms and watched on, for now. Their intention seemed set on just serving as a guarantee for no foul play, you may even say they would serve like Lumberjacks.

-----The Guests part end------

Now, the match was ready to start with all the pieces of the Game Zone board just set up correctly. Talk about evening the playing grounds with one hell of a surprise, Bringing out two retired but still in shape, figures from TNWF was surely just what no one could expect happening in GZW and that just added to the amount of hype this match was gaining. Add a Godzilla? All cool. Add two wild cards? Even cooler. It was all to raise the ante and raise the entire match's spirits, the crowd surely enjoying themselves watching this.

Kodiak slowly rub his temples with his hands as he seen this match dissolved into a circus again. Is this a running gag here in GZW? Kodiak steps through the middle rope and placing his arm on the top turnbuckle. "You guys can fight this out. I'm going stay over it reconsider my life choices of late."

Andrew wasn't about to catch the High Octane by surprise with the exact opening tactic from their last encounter! Luis quickly pulled back, avoiding the slap, and would immediately leap up to attempt a sudden enzuigiri!

Luis spun around after his kick missed it's target. Landing on a knee, the High Octane immediately popped back to his feet. "What, you wanna try that again, Sparkles? Or you are ready to do some actual wrassling?" He held his hands out to either side as he awaited a response from his opponent.

Facing someone who comes from a family with boxing history, Styles' first punch should have been the true one. The initial punch gave Luis enough of a reaction time to pull his guard, turning Styles haymaker into a body blow at best. After the hit, Luis would immediately retaliate, throwing a swift uppercut for Andy's jaw!

A momentary feeling of satisfaction fell unto Luis after knocking Styles back with that uppercut. However, a moment was all it took for Andrew to jump up and launched the High Octane back with the dropkick, sending the man toppling off his feet!