The lights in the stadium dissipate, shrouding the entire area in a blanket of darkness.
Confused cries arise from the crowd.
Bill Gates: "What's going on here?"
Steve Jobs: "I don't know, but I don't like it!"
After a few seconds of silence, a dark bluish tint is added to the darkness, granting some visibility.
Soon, the blue begins to overwhelm the darkness and shadows can be made out moving along the walls, floor and ceiling.
Sharks in the dozen swim around, sometimes diving into one particular area in the stadium, raising an alarming shriek from the crowd.
Bill Gates: "Sharks?! What do they have to do with Wrestling Gone Wild?! Has Reaper snapped and made a WILD new match mode?!"
Steve Jobs: "Only one way to find out.."
Standing now at the top of the ramp, his eyes gazing around the arena is Hammerhead, clad in his metal armor over his torso and a helmet snugly covering his entire head, excluding his eyes.
His eyes show nothing but the intention to inflict suffering on others.
Walking down the ramp, Hammerhead's confident stomping is accompanied by the sound of beaten drums.
Climbing up the steel steps, Hammerhead lifts one leg over the top rope before climbing into the arena, picking up a microphone left on the ground.
The lights slowly turn back to normal, but the shadows of the sharks continue to swim about.
Bill Gates: "Who's this guy-"
Hammerhead: "Silence, Morsel! Before I begin to turn my.. hungering needs to somebody else other than my unlucky opponent tonight."
A single look in the direction of Bill Gates from Hammerhead is enough to silence the man, if not make him quake in fear.
Hammerhead remains standing in the center of the arena, speaking with no emotion.
Hammerhead: "Ladies! Gentlemen!
I'll be your VERY unfriendly host for the next match.
In fact, you can't really call it a match.."
Hammerhead looks up the ramp towards the entrance of the arena.
Hammerhead: "It's more of a taster for me.
I want to see the sort of food I can get in this.. federation.
Today, the food will be Kazukito.
Tomorrow, who knows.."
Hammerhead climbs down from the ring and walks around before roughly grabbing the shirt of an innocent fan, pulling himself closer to him through the barriers.
Hammerhead: "It could be you."
Holding the terrified man in place for a few seconds before releasing him, Hammerhead climbs back into the ring and awaits his opponent.
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