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Cain · **05-21-2014, 03:13 PM**

A packed XWF Arena and we are treated to a vision of lovliness, standing in the center of the ring with a microphone and a devilish smile.

She stood there looking as sexy as a succubus, looking out over all the fans. The whistling men, the glowering women. The lesbians licking their lips. Her grin widened as she began to speak.

"Good to see you people recognize true beauty when you see it. All you fat, out of shape men..." this ellicits a negative response from the men immediately as they boo the young bitch. "...all you twat licking carpet munchers. All you jealous mortal women who just wish you were as beautiful as I am. That's right..." she smirked. "... go ahead and drool. All of you. Because you will never have me. You will never match my beauty."

She stretched her long, tanned legs and bent over slightly, her round ass enticing the men and the lesbians. It was an awesome sight as her cleavage shown in the spotlight, big round melons shiny and full. Her red lips curled upwards as she stood up.

"This isn't an exhibition of my "t and a" for you perverted morons out there. No, I am Lillith and I am the business represenative for one of the rising stars here in XWF. He..." she laughed "...rarely has faced a battle that he cannot win. You recently knew him as Romulus Heinrich Winters, but you, The Cainanites will come to worship him by his true name. He is the RTX World Heavyweight Champion...please give a round of applause for...the Original Beast...CAIN!"

The lights in the XWF Arena died.

Anticipation awash over the crowd, the opening chords of "Avenger" by Amon Amarth hit on the speakers asa single spotlight bathed the monster atop the stage. As the music picked up, Cain slowly raised both arms out to his sides.

KRAKADOOM!

Lightning struck both sides of the stage, flames engulfing the entranceway. Cain walked through the fire, undamaged, making his way down the ramp. He bumped fists with those who held their fists out to him, The Cainanites. Dressed to the nines in a three piece armani suit, and black aviator shades. The RTX World Title gleamed, draped across his shoulder. He made his way upthe steps and then nonchalant stepped over the top rope, jerking his title from his shoulder and walking to each corner. Storming each turnbuckle, he thrusted the belt into the air with a roar, spotlight following him every second.

The music died down as he grabbed a microphone,Lillith flanking him.

"Sebastian Duke..." the biggest grin came across his face. "...glad to see that I have your attention, "your highness". You know, for a moment there, I thought you were going to be like the others. Those who seem to be afraid of me, and for whatever reason want to ignore my very existance and debunct my claims.But not you..." he laughed "...Mister Duke. Because you and I both understand the powers of darkness. I would say that I understand those powers better than you, because hell, I innovated murder."

He looked down for a moment, then shouldered his RTX Championship. He looked up into the camera.

"Oh Sebastian..." A deep chuckle escaped his lips. "...you're a legend, are you not? Hehe...oh my god, I am so excited! You accepted my challenge, hell, you even sent out you "boy" to..." He narrowed his eyes. "...wait. You sent someone for you? Someone else to accept my challenge? It seems..." A smirk crosses his lips. "...to me that was the act of a coward! I mean...you can STEAL the Universal Championship from an already worn out Azrael Erebus, but yet you send a messenger to confront me?! Heh...I don't know whether to view that as disrespect or cowardice. But Sebastian, I do respect you. Right, Lillith?"

The sultry succubi nodded emphatically.

"Oh yes, yes. Utmost respect for the King of Darkness. My client has been watching you for a long time, Mister Duke. And..." grins evilly. "He relishes in the fact that he will be the one who finally oliterates your legend!"

The crowd booed loudly at that prospect. Young Cain looked around, then shook his head.

"I know...I know..." his forked tongue showed sympathy and sincerity. "...you all love Sebastian Duke! Hell, he's one hell of a fighter, and I am going to hate to see it all screech to a halt! But you see..." he became dead serious, camera getting in really close. "...there is a new Beast in Xtreme, Duke. There is a new monarchy on the darkside, old man. His name? It's Cain...it's me. I..." His eyes flashed red, as if fueled by hellfire. "... will be the downfall of the King of Darkness. Bones were made to be broken, old man. You..."

"Are..."

"Next..."

The ominous message hung there in the air as the spotlight stayed focused on the Prince of Demons. The Lord of Pain. The Original Beast. As if an eternity had passed, even. The spotlight blacked out, and then, a flame was seen in the center of the ring. The flames danced; and as they came back up, we see not Cain and Lillith but a flaming black crown. Staff rushed the ring, and put the fire out...

-Cut to Commercial-

(OOC: Maybe Duke wants to say something as well?)

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