Love your hate, your faith lost
You are now one of us
Love your hate, your faith lost
You are now one of us
The crowd had a buzz, looking down the aisle to see the straight-edged superstar comming down the ramp. As Miseria Cantera played out, they looked and saw no one comming, maybe this was just a trick on someone's part?
Nothing from nowhere, I'm no one at all
Radiate, recognize one silent call
As we all form one dark flame... Incinerate
A Spotlight came on now at the top of the ramp and they saw someone step out, wearing a black hoodie and yellow shorts. A small glimps could be seen of the man's arms, which appeared to be heavily taped. He looked up, bringing his hands below his chin in a cross black "X"s on the back of his hands. He had the FFA Tag title around his waist, and after standing there, another man came from out behind Punk, wearing similiar tights and a black hoodie. He too had his arms taped up and one of the tag titles around his waist.
Nothing from nowhere, I'm no one at all
Radiate, recognize one silent call
As we all form one dark flame
As we all form one dark flame
As we all...
Punk looked at the two men in the ring for at least twenty, maybe thirty seconds, the man behind him . They had a look of utter distain on their faces. Now that Punk and the man had started walking towards the ring, the fans got a chance to see who the partner was. He wasn't very recognizable to the fans of FFA, but he was no rookie.
Love your hate, your faith lost
You are now one of us
Love your hate, your faith lost
You are now one, one of us
The lights came back on now, music dying out, the crowd, whether they hated or loved Punk, grew silent in anticipation for the match and the revealing of his partner. The announcer cleared his throat before speaking.
"Ladies and Gentleman, please welcome the reigning Tag Team Champions...CM Punk and Matt Stone!"
Punk took the microphone from him and looking out at the crowd, Stone stiull having his hoodie up over his head. Punk had his off at the moment, he wanted everyone to hear what he had to say.
"Ladies and gentleman...welcome to another edition of Free-For-All Wrestling! We're picking up right where we left off last week, the burying of CM Punk." The crowd was a little slow in the reaction, not knowing what Punk was talking about. "You see, I'm going to tell you all a little story, and I know last time I told you a story you didn't enjoy it, but I can't help it if you people can't accept the truth. This story starts out last week when I came out to the ring to hype up the comming of this new wrestling prodigy, Matt Stone. You see, I was quite excited about him comming here into FFA to be my partner, and I was quite impressed with his performance at Exile. So as I'm talking, I get interupted as many people do when they come out here to say something. Call it something like a wrestling tradition. I expected someone like The Rock or Edge or Randy Orton to come out...someone who actually matters around here. But no, you know who shows up? Of course you do, cause you wouldn;t miss one of my segments, but in case you missed it, show the footage. Go on, show the people what happened last week."
As Punk had requested, a little video package was shown of Matt Hardy comming out and fighting with Punk, eventually getting the win over him.
"Now I'll admit I was beat, but big deal. Anyone can show up unannounced and get a win on any given day, that's what happens when your opponent has no time to prepare for you. He tried a very similiar thing at Exile. You see, I, like I'm sure all of you, expected him to bring out his brother for a reunion, so in doing so, we trained to face both Hardy boys, but that's not what happened, is it? Of course it isn't, cause that would be too easy, show them what happened."
As punk requested a second time, the tag match stills were shown of Gregory Helms and Matt Hardy facing oiff against Stone and Punk. The second to last still had Punk pinning Helms and the last one had Punk holding up his title.
"That's all well and good, good triumphs over evil once more." He says with a little smirk. "Now I come in this week expecting to get a "good job guys" and "great match." from management, but no, you know what we get? We get a match against Nuke Fusion and Kelly King for our tag titles! That's absurd for these six reasons. Those two aren't even a real tag team, Stone and I just defended the titles, once again we had zero time to prepare, I hurt my right bicep in the match and shouldn't even be competing, you people don't deserve to see a Tag Title match in the first place and Stone shouldn't have to defend his title on his FFA television debut. None of these, however, matter to FFA management as they went ahead and made the match for later on tonight. But that's fine, being straightedge doesn't just mean I don't smoke or drink, it means I'm dedicated and focused on what's important, and that's keeping these Tag titles. So Kelly...Nuke...be prepared for tonight, cause you know we'll be and we're prepared to show you that we're better than you."
Punk crossed his arms infront of him to form an X, Stone doing the same thing in the background as Misera Cantera began to play in the arena Punk tossing the microphone to the announcer who barely caught it, the Tag Team Champions leaving the ring and heading to the back to study as much tape as they could in an hour or so.
Love your hate, your faith lost
You are now one of us
Love your hate, your faith lost
You are now one of us
