Ghost Tank watches, and waits. Watches and waits. He has seen the constant ebb and flow of challengers and losers, people who have come after the champion that is Evertrust, and victims that have left his presence. Watching and waiting. Then there is finally a time, a place...a chance. When Evertrust strolled down a street in some nondescript city. Now that he has made himself known in XWF, made it known who he is, is when he began feeling it was his time to take a shot at the 24/7 X-Treme Championship. The moment that Evertrust thought he had been alone, thought he had a minute to rest after his recent challenge, is when Ghost Tank struck from out of the shadows! He grabbed Evertrust by the back of the head and began slamming him, face first, into a nearby wall! The large beast of a man felt Evertrust trying his best, feeling punches, knees, kicks, all trying to land and make The New Breed of Beast relent in the punishment, but Evertrust would find that the more he inflicted pain, the angrier he would become, until Evertrust sweeps Ghost Tank and it apparently knocked him out, or at least, if that loud crack was any signifier.

Evertrust began to run away, thinking he was now safe, having conquered another challenger, ruined his attempt. However, Evertrust would find he had ran around so much, that he was now in a place of streets and pathways that formed a maze of whorls. He began to retrace his steps, to exit his predicament, but he'd begin to hear the spine-chilling laugh of the crazed giant. He then could hear the echoes of Ghost Tank's words,

Evertrust began to run, for he knew, the Monster was soon to come. Challengers have appeared, challengers have gone, but this Beast will be the one! Will Evertrust win? Will Evertrust lose? The answer is unknown, except by the man with trust foreeeeever!

Evertrust was soon out of the oddly made paths, and wondered how the fuck Lewis Carrolls' Wonderland became a real place on Earth. There was no sign though of that psychopath that he had fought off, and the sing-songy echoes had stopped. The moment however he looked back to see where he came out of, however, is when he'd see a large, shadowy figure, and it caused him to run...

Right into Ghost Tank's massive frame as he spoke out to Evertrust

Do you hear them yet, Evertrust? Do you hear the screams? If anyone should, it's you. How many people have you fended off so far?

Evertrust tried to leave, while Ghost Tank went on with his crazy talk, but he would be grabbed by the throat, black painted nails digging into his flesh while he picked him up, as a child picks up its teddy bear... with ease,

I hear the screams, constantly, Evertrust. And soon, I will hear yours!

Ghost Tank then threw Evertrust through the window of this nearby home. Sending him flying back and landing upon a table which had a small family preparing for their meal. He had landed upon a nice, juicy ham, and some of the glass had cut him, but not deep enough to truly be of problem. Ghost Tank jumped onto the windowsill, then he would jump into the air, performing a moonsault, but Evertrust rolled out of the way, and the table would break at the legs, causing the table to tilt as one end crashed to the ground. Evertrust began kicking away at Ghost Tank's face and neck, then tried to get the fuck away from this crazy person, and get away from his pin attempt, but as he ran, Ghost Tank kicked him hard in his left knee, damn near cracking it, causing Evertrust to stumble to the ground. Ghost Tank stood up, pulling some glass and forks stuck in his skin, out, before picking up Evertrust.

He then placed his head between black panted thighs, only to then feel the rush of being yanked by his waist, feeling his body being lifted over seven feet in the air, above Ghost Tank's head, only to be sent crashing down to the ground. Oh, and Ghost Tank didn't do this once, or twice, he powerbombed Evertrust five times, each with the force to send air rushing out of his lungs, and from how hard the ground felt, he could swear he heard cracks from his head slamming against the floor. On the fifth powerbomb, he released Evertrust, and began searching for something, completely off to the side, tossing tables, chairs, everything else that happened to be in his way, until he found a twelve foot ladder.

He set it up in the middle of the hall, which had, thankfully, a fifteen foot ceiling. It was too bad these people had their home invaded like this, but at least they were rich enough to afford replacing anything broken. Ghost Tank looked down to Evertrust with a grin, before leaping off the ladder, performing a corkscrew 450 splash, though with how long it took, he was actually able to add another backflip, landing hard upon Evertrust, as the robed figure from earlier breaks into the rich people's home through the open window, taking off the robe, revealing it had been a ref the entire time, and he begins to count out loud as Ghost Tank pulls both Evertrusts legs up for a double-legged cradle pin!

ONE!

TWO!