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An open challenge was issued by the giant sized Jack Arson, and the crowd was somewhat hyped what competition would come out to face the man. Well, seeing we are now broadcasting on television, cameras would hit the back, all over the arena. Suddenly however, in the peripheral vision of one of the cameras, a staff member would have been booted and fell right in from of the camera. Right after that action had transpired, nothing would show up on the scene, until a laughter was heard. Finally after the spine-tingling gleeful laugh of a low toned man was heard. The challenger would approach, a man who also suffered a loss from last week against a puny maggot named Fandango. The athlete named Omen would have shown his face in the camera. Once his mask and his body was shown, the man would stare at the man filming him.

The lights would have randomly turned off and the crowd would begin to wait for an appearance or for the lights or anything. Suddenly, it would be like it all changed once the song "Hurt" by Nine Inch Nails hit the PA system.

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that's real

The music would continue as a howl would accompany the vocals and the beat. The crowd looked down at the ramp and stage which began to be overflowed with fog, the crowd getting eerie waiting for the appearance of the unknown man.

The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

The chorus was about to begin as small parts of tattered clothing could be seen coming from outside the thick fog. The crowd tried to adjust their heads enough to see the man, but they would see him soon anyways as the man would walk outside the fog, with his hand grasping a stick in support of walking down the ring and in the opposite hand, a mirror ball.

Slowly the man began to take a few more steps and all his clothing would be shown, and what seemed to be a mask of sorts on his head. It looked like a burlap sack with holes cut out near the eyes so the man could see. Upon further inspection, the man's eyes were completely bloodshot.

"From Parts Unknown, weighing in tonight at 264 pounds, Omen!"

The announcer would do his job and announce the strange man's stats. Something seemed off about "Omen". Just by the way he walked and appeared was unsettling, imagine him speaking and wrestling. This man however has a pretty dark background, so him inside the squared circle will indeed be an experience.

Omen made his way down to ringside within a minute or so. He would look over the arena, surveying all sides of it for unknown reasons. This man was the personification of creepy if there ever was one. Omen definitely stood out among many other wrestlers. He would continue to slowly walk towards the stairs, where he would throw the stick inside the ring, and his mirror ball, beginning to climb up the stairs slowly, as if he needed to slowly move up the stairs, otherwise his legs would give out. However, that was just a ruse from the man, seeing he will be competing right now.

Omen, would enter the ring and fall inside his corner, eyes open wide as he let out a spine-tingling yell out so the whole crowd could hear him. This would stop the hearts of many just for a moment, but after that creepy ordeal, he would throw off his top into the crowd, waiting.

Two large forces took place inside the ring, the official knew the two were ready to throw each other around until one is nearly dead. Therefore, he would have signed to the bell keeper, who would strike the bell three times signalling the beginning of this match. Omen would exit his corner and begin to edge himself towards the somewhat larger mass that is Jack Arson. The man knew he was large, that is why he stepped up, to prove that he is the biggest and stronger man despite having a smaller size and weight differential. The two would begin to come closer and closer, and Omen was ready for the exchange between the two, with his fist balled up and ready to torture the man in front of him.

The confrontation of the two would commence shortly but first, the two behemoths, the two large masses would meet near the middle of the ring and stare into one another's eye. The tension could be cut with a knife, as the two freaks of nature were seconds away from competing in a no-disqualification match where Omen has never given up. In fact, the only way Arson will win is by knocking him out. After the loss to Fandango, which was a mistake at best, the man was steamed and ready to plow over anyone, and that includes Jack Arson who was even bigger than he was. Omen would clench his fist and keep that stare on him, getting ready to send punches at any moment.

Usually, even a well placed knee would not deliver enough to damage to get the tides turning for them, but this was no mere mortal, this was a behemoth known as Jack Arson, a man of even larger size than what Omen was. The knee connected and the strange entity would have doubled over slightly to hold his stomach, but he would be than greeted with an additional headbutt to the knee. Omen would have kept on his feet, but he stumbled back a bit. With the feeling of pain that slowly begins to surface itself into Omen, he would begin to like Arson more and more. A challenge, this would possibly be. Arson may have taken the lead, but Omen will look to strike back with an unorthodox style of fighting. Omen looked to come right back towards and pay the favor back, by grabbing the back of Jack's neck and literally butting his head against Arson's with a lot of power behind it. Omen was a weird character who didn't fear pain, he used it as a weapon.

The head of Omen's would be sent back from the uppercut, and Omen would continue to stumble again, all the way back to the ropes that were located behind him. However, just like before, the resiliency of the man would show, and just like before the man would come right back, bouncing off the ropes and measuring up Jack. Once he was within a few steps, Omen looked to fire a punch right to the jaw of Arson with enough force it would knock out any smaller superstar. However, if Arson were to receive it, it won't knock him out, he is a large and resilient superstar in his own right, but right now it was an exchange between two Goliath's that have nothing to lose here tonight.

Once again, Jack Arson was not any superstar, usually he would allow the people to pursue him. However, against a giant that may not be the best strategy, so he would slowly rush in on Arson while it looked like he was about to go to a knee. He would hope to throw some punches to knock the man down, after all his fist are lethal contain a lot of power, so why not run him down with the two best weapons he currently has?

Omen should have done what he usually did with other competitors, because rushing him ended up getting him thrown on his back by Arson who baited Omen in and hit a backbreaker, which did some damage but he could still carry on like he normally did. Despite being set back, the giant would begin to try and get back to his feet to face another giant in his own right. This time, it won't be a petty exchange of fist, but of much more power. It was time to take an opportunity out of the no-disqualification rules.