Donning his new look, complete with the skull covering from the upper-lip to his hairline, Ghost Tank prepares to face Trax. However, he has a new toy: a gauntlet, except .



This gauntlet both protects and has a taser built into it. He also had another gauntlet for the right arm. He left his room, and tracked Trax down. He leaped from a small shop's roof, landing in front of Trax's path on the sidewalk. He was crouched down, and eventually he slowly stood up, turning towards Trax before standing upright fast throwing his arms out, making a W with his body and roared out before speaking

Trax, I have been watching you since you joined the Ex-Dubbayew-Eff. You are a very good wrestler, you have great promos. The thing is, Trax, you have something I want. I don't want cases, or title shots with a tag partner. All I want, is to wear this belt. I am, unfortunately, going to hurt you, then pin you. I hope you do not have hard feelings about this, but this belt is destined to be around my waist.

Ghost Tank began to punch Trax, who then began to hear a hum as the taser started to warm up. Each punch from the giant seemed as if a slab of concrete was being slammed into Trax's body, from face to body blows. Once the light showed the taser was ready, Ghost Tank put all his power into Trax's abdomen, while activating the taser, which sent nine-hundred and fifty thousand volts into Trax, putting him down to the ground.

Ghost Tank deactivated the gloves, covered Trax while hooking both legs, and a ref slid out of the store and slid along the concrete while beginning the count!

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