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As The Silver Hair deviled stirred in the ring, awaiting the arrival of Ardomis. A familiar presence would engulf the arena.

Nearly most of the lights of the arena cut off, leaving a few places amongst the crowd and stage a lit. It was as if an electrical malfunction had occurred. A few of the lights flickered on and off as if someone was messing with the wires trying to get the lights to normal. This furthered the idea that this was indeed a electrical malfunction. Stagehands around the ring began to talk amongst themselves, trying to find out what to do in the situation, as this was not one of the planned events. At least not one they knew of. So the stagehands began to scramble, their reaction began to get the crowd worried and agitated, so they began to rumble amongst themselves, growing restless by the second.

Surely at this point Fox was going frustrated that such things would be happened during his allotted timed, things like this wouldn't happen if the Champ was in the ring. BBW would of made sure nothing could go wrong on the tech side of the show. However it was going to become painfully obvious that this was not a electrical malfunction.

Cause suddenly with a thunderous thud, the rest of remaining lights shut off. The crowd knew exactly who it was. The same man that has been pulling at Fox's tail for the past few months. The Entity, Johnathan Riker...

The lights then began to flash on and off, as if it was lightening in the arena, however no thunder echoed over the PA system. It was just the sound of the crowd, and the flickering lights. Expecting the arrival or a sign of The Entity the crowd began to roar. Then suddenly, exploded with delight as the masked madman was spotted. Instead of coming through the curtain, or even the crowd. Johnathan appeared at the side of the stage. Just between the crowd and the actual entrance.



With his crooked and deranged looking posture, Riker scanned the sold out crowd at Winter Warfare. As the rocked the arena with the anticipation of a fight, Riker turned his cold white piercing gaze to the man in the ring.. Guy Cancer. He then headed for the ramp, his wet stringy hair hanging lazily over his masked face as he stepped up onto the steel ramp. Riker walked the width of the ramp taking his time to approach the ring, as the lights continued to flash and flicker. The Entity was near and his unnerving stare never left Fox as he slowly walks around to other side of the ring.

The once confused stagehands now in fear mode, cautiously prepped themselves for the unstable Riker as he approached them. However their fears were met with what seemed like a more rational Johnathan Riker. The raspy voiced rebel casually held out his hand and demanded a mic. With little hesitation and great fear, one of the stagehands, handed Riker a mic. Taking the tool, Riker raised the mic to his lips and headed for the steel steps. As he approached he let out a raspy chuckle. The crowd growing a bit quiet to hear the soft spoken freak.

"hhheeehehheehhehe.."

However casual and calm Riker seemed that quickly vanished after that chuckle escaped his lips. Getting to the apron, Riker's cold gaze return and a stern expression was planted on his face behind his mask.

"Did you forget? Or did you think I would?"

Riker paused as if he was expecting an answer, but he wasn't. So he continued before the arrogant Fox could reply.

"Nearly four years ago you shook my hand... To this day you are the only person on this Earth that can say that..."

Riker stepped through the ropes, and casually approached Fox, getting mere inches from him. The crowd was ecstatic, the crowd was expecting Riker to explode any moment now, just drop the mic and pounce. However that's not what he would do.

"However with that beast... There is a burden... And with that simple gesture you signed your fate.. Three months ago I came calling Fox.. And for the three months you've been dodging me! For three months you have been running from inevitable.. For three months you been hiding from the Devil... And quite frankly Fox I'm growing impatient..."

Taking a step back, the crowd rumbled with anticipation.

"And your calling out Adromis insults me.. When I shook your hand Foxy.. I gave you the one thing no one else has gotten out of me.. My respect... However you dodging me, and playing me off like a second through and tarnishing what little respect I have for you.. What we're those words I said to you nearly four years ago... Oh yes that's right... Tarnish that respect and I will cast you out..."

Riker paused once again, his gaze never leaving Fox.

"Well here I am Foxy... I'm giving you time to train.. I've giving you time to make amends with whoever before you go riding off into the sunset. I am literally handing you our dying wish on a silver plater.. What more do you want?"

Again a rhetorical question from Riker as he took a back towards Fox. Closing the gap once more.

"So here's how it's gonna go... No more running, no more excuses... This is no longer up for debate. I'm no longer challenging you, I'm issuing you an Ultimatum... I'm going to be at the next PPV... You can pick the stipulation... If you don't show up. I'm not gonna show you the respect you deserve and give that wrestler's farewell.. No..."

Riker paused once more, closing the gap even more. Now the tip of Riker's mask was on the tip of Fox's nose.

"If you don't show... I'll find you... And I will take from you.. Everything..."

Young Men Dead - The Black Angels creeps out from the PA
As soon as the sound crept into the eardrums of the fans, Ardomis showed himself! Present and standing strong!
Fans of Ardomis, amongst the audience gave their immense applause and cheers.

Bare without his usual coat and hat, especially at an event like this.. was unusual.
The steps were strong and full of confidence, as he went down along the ramp.
His eyes matching with Cancer's as he went, no need for notice of the surrounding audience.
Ardomis glowered forward, as he approached the ring.. reaching out with a left arm...
Ardomis gripped the top rope tightly to hoist himself up and swing one, then the other leg inside.
Once in-ring with The Fox, Ardomis went right up and pulled the microphone from out of Guy's hand!
Standing a respectful distance from Johnathan Riker, his eyes drift to Riker and back at Guy..
Those cold eyes of Ardomis stuck to and bore down onto Guy Cancer, as he spoke his response.

"Defeating you.. as you are, gains me nothing. Working with.. against.."

The bell rang out, as Ardomis started the match with a fierce and fast Big Boot to Riker!
Riker fiercely fell just as hard, as that big leg laid into his ghoulish mask!
Leaving Johnathan lay on the canvas holding his face and turning off a bit on his side.
Ardomis glared into the audience, defying the wave of jeers and angry boos!
There was no care in his eyes of who he put down, nor who sided with..
The only aim Ardomis held was to make his presence known!

BAM! Before he knew it Riker's back was against the mat, and the inside of head felt like it was spinning. He wasn't expecting the very same man Fox called out to fight, to actually fight with him instead of against him.

However worrying about who's allied with who, Riker had more important matters to worry about. For one, the fact that Guy would take this opportunity to mount an assault on The Entity. Johnathan covered up the best he could but the unsuspected boot hindered himself from getting up a solid defense. He managed to block a few here and there but the flurry was proving a bit to much for Riker as his only hope at the moment was that Guy would change up his attack and reveal an opening for Riker to pounce.

As Guy climbed the turnbuckle, Riker began to stir. Even... Laugh. As Guy positioned himself to drop his knee, Riker slowly pushed himself up, getting his head off the apron. With his stringy hair obstructing his gaze, a crooked smile appeared on Riker's face as he turned his head to look up at his Silver Adversary. With a twisted, maniacal, and raspy laughter escaping his mouth. The Entity seemed to have enjoyed the beating he had gotten, and was looking up to embrace the incoming knee.

After a few moments of Riker basically laughing in his face, Guy had heard and seen enough. With a grimace he leaped into the air. Positioning his knee to smack Riker right in the cheek bone. For a moment it seemed Fox was in slow motion.

Johnathan laughed the whole time Fox was coming down. And he came down quick and painfully. Right at the moment of impact Riker's head snapped back down to the mat, and he had instantly went silent. The Entity had been rendered unconscious. Out cold.

Guy landed on his feet on the outside right next to Riker. With his fists clenched and stern look he admired his handy work. Riker, laying motionless his forearms, and hair hanging off the apron, as the rest his body lay on mat. Slowly Guy raised his head and gave the crowd a cocky smirk, with his arms held out. Instantly talking himself up and boasting his own accomplishments, even going as far as degrading the fans and Riker.

The crowd erupted, filling the arena with boos, and insults for Guy and Ardomis' attack.