Die, die, die my darling,
Don't utter a single word!
Die, die, die my darling,
Just shut your pretty eyes!
I'll be seeing you again...
Yeah, Ill be seeing you... in hell!
cheers errupted from the audience as the Intercontinental champion stepped out on stage. He was wearing average street clothes, with the championship leaned against his shoulder and a mic in his right hand. He paused on stage and held up the championship as an explosion of pyros went off around the titantron. He then continued down the ramp till he reached the ring. Jack rolled in under the bottom rope. He spun to his feet and he held up the championship once again. After a moment or so he leaned his belt back against his shoulder and raised the mic to speak.
"Hello ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to another night of Monday night Unlimited! We are so very close now to Survivor series and quite frankly it's kind of weird. I've been unscheduled for almost a month, not one person has issued me a challenge, and most importantly I haven't heard anything from my number one contender. I mean really, I don't even really know who this guy is. His name is weird too, what was it.." Jack takes a moment to pull a piece of paper out of his pocket. "Kyle Drak-ious? Kyle Dra-she-ous?!" Jack shook his head and tossed the paper. "Dude just come out, this is going to bug me if I don't meet you before Surviver series."
