(week 1) Time to own my ring.

(this should go right after Blake's)

The lights go completely black as Monster by Skillet hits. The lights search around the crowd, finding the wrestler, Duskbringer, coming down from the crowd in yellow gym shorts and taped hands. There is a red band of rope on his head, and a mic in his right hand.

Tim McSwag: Who is this guy? In what world does he have the right to come down here and interrupt someone?

The Master: No way, we signed HIM. That is Duskbringer, Muay Thai champion and, if the rumors are correct, last years Kumate champion. This is a guy used to being in fights.

Duskbringer puts the mic to his lips as he walks down to the ring.

Duskbringer: So, it seems someone decided to be in my ring. Here, let me do you a favor. I'll give you some sound advice. Leave now. I did not come here to talk about my hopes and dreams, I came here to hurt people and win matches. So, why don't you just step on out of my ring. I just want a real man to come down, so I can break them, and go home. It is cold in this stupid country, and I don't want to be here any longer than I have to.

Dusk climbs into the ring.