A once illuminated room would begin to lose that light, and with it, lost this feeling of happiness and, instead, replaced it with that of something dark. Something that drew something out from the hearts of thousands in attendance for this spectacular event. What the hell was going?
Step.
Step.
Step.
The sound of footsteps could be heard, slow, calculated steps that would begin to make it's way closer to the source of amplification. Until finally, the titantron would explode with life, flaring up the titantron of a wrestler who has done it all, from winning World Titles, to fighting the very best that each place had to offer. All while coming out in extraordinary fashion.
While he walked into the arena with his teammate into a sold-out crowd cheering him, all while his theme played in the background, showing the cold transformation that the man has taken. That very song was, "Behind Blue Eyes" the Limp Bizkit version of the song which had a bit more of a rock touch to it in comparison to the original Who version.
Despite the song playing and the stage coming to life, there was still a lingering feeling of despair for some reason. It was haunting, almost chilling to the bone that such an electric person could leave a more depressing feeling than anything else.
As the music would continue, with the titantron to mash up with the song, the man would take a long look at his titantron, then at the crowd who seemed to like the man who was making his return. Sporting an attire which consisted of tight black pants, with the shirt he stepped in the business with, saying, "Archangel" on the front. The Anti-Christ not only reverting back to his old name, but it seemed that he had the old attitude of cold to the touch and thirsty for success.
He would begin to take a turn towards the ramp with Matt Allens, and once there, he would have a slow pace down, letting the atmosphere soak in, letting every reaction fuel him for success, stopping once every few steps to evaluate every face in the crowd, taking his time before he hit that ring to do whatever he planned to do, whether it be to break the man's neck, or put on a performance like that has never been seen, and with that very though being processed by the commentators who were trying to figure out what the man was going to do when he hit that ring., he would continue walking, making his way to the ring.
Finally, he reached ringside, in which he turned a sharp left, and fastening his pacing of steps as he climbed each steel step, making his way to the center of the apron, and entering the ring ready for this match.