((Sorry for the wait dude, I have been sick and having no way to get on a computer lately.))
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The blood countdown began once more and the sixes repeated on key with the song as "The Heretic Anthem" by Slipknot began to play over the PA system. The fans booed loudly as Hiro Shin-Mozas stepped out from the back.

Hiro looked around the area, surveying the booing fans as he shook his head and continued down the ramp. Some fans spit at him on his way down the ramp, and all it made Hiro do was smile at them, mocking some of the men because they weren't as good as him. I mean, come on. Hiro was getting ready to go wrestle for money while these people had to pay to see him.
If you're 555, then i'm 666
If you're 555, i'm 666
Well if you're 555, i'm 666
[what's it like to be a heretic?]
If you're 555, i'm 666
[what's it like to be a heretic?]
Hiro reached the ring, but didn't enter it right away. Instead, he looked under the ring, and out he pulled a steel chair. It was bent about and a little slimy...Was it perhaps the same chair he crushed over the body of Vaseline Man the week prior? Either way, it looked like Hiro was going to start the match with it as he slid into the ring and dropped the chair, keeping his eyes on Andrew the whole time. Hiro ripped off the jacket and threw it out of the ring, as well as throwing his hat out into the crowd. The ref checked on both men, asking them if they were ready. When they replied, he called for the bell, and for the start of this contest!