As the fans were happy to hear a bell ring, they were quickly upset over the voice coming over the PA. No, it was not the announcer, it was someone else. A hated hero.
"Oh boy, here we go. Here we ********' go."
Hiro stepped out from the back as the fans booed him. A few fans still cheered for Hiro, and got a "Let's go Hiro" chant going, but it was quickly drowned out by "Hiro Sucks" chants and boos.
"A few of these fans still have the right idea. Like this guy! With the 'Hiro' T-shirt in the front row! Looking sharp! The rest of you look like s**t! Why? Because your all fake. Your all phony pieces of crap. Wastes of space. ********' losers! None of you could do what I do! Last week, the General Managers knew I was looking so good in my match with Dion, that they couldn't eliminate us both, even though we couldn't answer the ten count! Two weeks now! They knew that I looked so friggen good, that they couldn't let me out of this tournament. So, tonight, inside of a steel cage, I face Dion for the third straight week. It's time I cut him off of my coat tails! I am sick and tired of him getting a second chance off of my greatness! This company should just hand me the World Title, and tell Dion that his chances are done! Over! Destroyed! Decimated! No more!"
Hiro was in the ring now, and the fans were booing him hard. He just laughed, and flipped off quite a few fans, and some children.
"Let me just tell you all something. I know I am good. I am that damn good. However, none of you believe it. None of you understand. So, tonight, before I knock off your precious Dion, I will knock off another fan favorite. A legend in the business. A former World Champion of WWF:G. He is one of the greatest wrestlers of all time, and he is about to lose to me, right in front of all of you. They wont get this kind of entertainment on TV. Here he is, bitches."
Hiro took a few steps back, and dropped the microphone, awaiting his opponent.
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