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The lights in the arena turn off and the entire arena turns to complete darkness. The white lights on the titantron light up even brighter and white laser lights started moving across the arena. White mist rises from the ground and covers the floor and the inside of the ring. Vincent walked out into into the arena with the sledgehammer resting across his shoulders and his WWCW United States Championship resting around his waist. He wears a long white and silver vest that trails behind him. He stopped at the middle of the titantron and white pyro rains down on him with more shooting up from the ground at him completely covering the middle of the titantron with Vincent just standing in it.

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Vincent stands in the pyro looking out into the crowd and towards the ring. The crowd still cheering on Vincent. The pyro stops and Vincent takes the sledgehammer off his shoulders and begins to walk down to the ring. Vincent walks down the ramp and the white lights on the ramp shine up at him. His white robe trailing behind him while his imposing figure come upon the ring.

"From Baltimore, Maryland, standing in at 7 foot 5 and weighing in at 510 pounds, he is The WWCW United States Champion, The Black Angel, Vincent Sanctuary!"

Vincent stops at the apron and looks around at the crowd through his shades. He looks around at the crowd and holds his sledgehammer in his hand. He then jumps up on the apron, Bobby Lashley style, and white pyro explodes from the turnbuckles while streaming out pyro around the ring. Vincent gets in the ring with his sledgehammer and gives it to the ref. He takes off his white vest, his title, and his shades and gives them to the ref too. He stands back in the turnbuckles as awaits his opponent and readies himself for the match.

in the now quiet arena, the sound of several motorcycle engines revving up can be heard. Rollin begins to play and the familiar red lights flash as 12 motorcyclists drive out and speed down the ramp, then begin circling the ring. flames shoot up on the stage as Zarel rolls out on a motorcycle of his own. He stops on the stage and revs the engine repeatedly while looking out at the fans. the other motorcyclists stops in a circle around the ring and rev their engines as well.

"From St. Louis, Missouri, weighing in at 328 pounds, he is the intercontinental and world heavyweight champion, Zarel Damone!"

Zarel finally speeds down the ramp and circles the ring in a smaller circle than the other motorists. He parks by the ramp and revs his engine again, along with the other motorists. as he climbs off and steps into the ring, the motorists begins circling the ring again. Zarel moves to one side of the ring and raises his fists in his usual opening taunt, with both title belts in hand, as flames shoot up out of the turnbuckles. the lights return to normal as the motorists speed out of the arena. the music dies out after the last of them is gone and Zarel waits for the bell while handing the belts to Damien

Vincent goes to start the match off by throwing a few body shots at Zarel trying to knock him back into the turnbuckle.

Vincent gets shoved back and gets hit with a hard right in the face but spins around the next going for a spinning backfist to Zarel's neck.

the back fist connects, forcing zarel to step back a bit

the kick sends Zarel down to one knee but he goes for some hard body shots to vincent

zarel stands and attempts an irish whip into the ropes, which he'd follow with an armdrag if successful