Ghost Tank watched Tholomew lose the belt. It caused him to sigh, which made him have to begin to make some calls. After an hour, he'd find out where Davids is.

Once Ghost Tank had found Davids walking along the street, he would come up from behind, waiting until Davids was next to a light post. He rushed after him, leaped and grabbed the post, swinging horizontally, with his massive black panted leg slammed into Davids' face, sending him backwards onto his back, and Ghost Tank lands upon his feet, and strolls over to him as he speaks

"Mister Davids, I am Ghost Tank. A silly moniker to most, but it matches me. Now, you are the, what is it now? Three time champion? Do you know how much I have longed to hold this belt? It's not about cases. It's not about being tag champ shots. I simply want it, to show I am one of the most extreme people in Ex-Dubbayew-Eff. Like yourself. Surely you can understand this need."

He stepped over Davids' body, bent down and wrapped those large hands around the champion's neck and using the might within him to lift Davids as if he were nothing more than a ragdoll, holding him up in the air for a few seconds, only to throw him up, catch him by the waist, spinning one hundred and eighty degrees, performing an explosive Double A Spinebuster!

A ref comes out from the nearby alleyway, sliding along the ground as GT hooked both of Davids' legs, and using his massive frame to try and pin Davids' shoulders down. The ref begins the count!

1!...

2!...

Davids kicks out!! He picks tanks up and slams him down with a Game Over with ease before strolling off

3x Xtreme Champion
1x Briefcase Holder
1x Television Champion
1x Universal Champion

i AM SLaVe