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The video screen displayed to show a mountain, with a flag waving atop it. And on that flag it read;



Iron

The horns and trumpets rang out loudly. The lights turned a dark and deep cerulean color, until the trumpets stopped and the drums began. The lights on the stage flashed in tune to the drums, which rocked the PA system of the arena in such a way that it could reset a heart beat with it's reverberation. The fans started to boo, unhappy with the entrance forthcoming. Fake snow started to fall into the arena, piped in through the air vents, adding a sense of atmosphere. Attentions were drawn to the stage, where a pane of glass separated the backstage from the crowd.

Deep In The Ocean, Dead And Cast Away
Where Innocence Is Burned. In Flames.
A Million Miles From Home, I'm Walking Ahead.
I'm Frozen To The Bones, I Am

A Soldier On My Own, I Don't Know The Way
I'm Riding Up The Heights. Of Shame.
I'm Waiting For The Call, The Hand On The Chest
I'm Waiting For The Fight. And Fate.

The pane of glass shattered into a thousand pieces at single slash of a blade, and out into the world stepped Serenno King. He did not look happy in any way, shape, or form after his loss to the Pillar of Justice at Spring in the Ring, which he had felt he was going to win. Going from bringing BBW down, he was now supposed to scale up the proverbial BBW mountain by climbing a ladder and retrieving the BBW TV Title that was hanging high above the ring. He sucked in a deep breath and shook his head. A match that his father had helped make famous, that his father's legacy was built on. But not his favorite one in the world. He'd watched his father fall off of so many ladders as a child, he had always wanted to stay as far away from them as possible. He wasn't afraid of heights, mind, he simply was far more comfortable in a cage than he was at the top of a ladder.



The Sound Of Iron Shocks Is Stuck In My Head.
The Thunder Of The Drums. Dictates.
The Rhythm Of the Falls, The Number Of Deaths.
The Rising Of The Hieghts. Ahead.

From The Dawn Of Time To The End Of Days
I Will Have To Run. Away.
I Want To Feel The Pain And The Bitter Taste
Of The Blood On My Lips. Again.

[And introducing his opponent, from the Castle That Time Forgot. Weighing in at 275 pounds, representing the House Our Father Built... Serenno King!]

Serenno's cape billowed out as he walked, absent was his family still this week it seemed. He cracked his neck as he made his way down the ramp, letting the fake snow create a very thin sheet on the stage and slope. It was not slick or dangerous, but he liked it just the same. Snow comforted him for some reason. Fans reached out to try and get high fives or hand shakes from him, but a deadly, icy gaze is what they would receive instead, and that was something that made them recoil considering the extremely dangerous WEAPON he held in his hand. Serenno stopped at the bottom of the ramp to look around at the entire arena full of people, as viewers at home on a national scale were introduced to Serenno King for the first time. Hopefully he was making a very good impression. Serenno flipped his sword around in the air and planted it blade first into the floor. He didn't insert it into the concrete like he had into the grass at Spring in the Ring, as that likely would have snapped the blade, but instead just let the tip of the sword poke a hole in the small mat that was laid around the ring at the bottom of the ramp, and he knelt with the weapon in front of him.

'Light, protect heal my siblings, protect my friends, my mother, and my father. Give me the might and perseverance to climb the ladder and become a champion among men. Bless me, Ser Serenno of the House Our Father Built, son of The One True King, and Heir Apparent to the Throne.' He whispered to himself, but loud enough that one of the cameras picked up a word here or there. He reached out with one hand and put his palm against the snow, gently swiping it out of the way, before slowly looking up at the ring with a scowl. Reno stood up and took the blade to the bottom of the steel steps, where he gave it to an attendant to take away.

This Deadly Burst Of Snow Is Burning My Hands.
I'm Frozen To The Bone. I Am
A Million Miles From Home, I'm Walking Away
I Can't Remind My Eyes Of Your Face.

Serenno considered again his need for a squire as he removed his armor at the bottom of the stairs, leaving him in his normal wrestling attire. Serenno bounced back and forth, shedding off the calm and collected ice man and becoming the animal that had almost destroyed BBW. He jogged up the steel steps and into the ring in short order, going over to the ropes. He stepped onto the bottom and middle ropes, holding the top with one hand while pointing at himself with his other. "I will be the first Television Champion whether you all like it or not!" He snarled at the fans at ringside, before jumping off and walking over to the far corner and climbing the turnbuckles. He roared like a lion, before closing his eyes and mouth, angling his face up into the sky, and letting the snow hit his cheeks. When it stopped falling, and his music ended, he looked over his shoulder to stare at Xavier.

The fake snow would fade away well before the start of the match.

Reno laughed a little bit and then beat his chest with his arm. "Come on! Hit me! Run the ropes and hit me!" he shouted to Xavier, and pointed at the ropes, as though insinuating that he was going to give X an attempt.