Rockin the new

[syrus]

The pa blairs after Marcus and Genesis have make their way to the back. Out walks a man that most people know. But his looks seem differnt. His hair is very short, and dressed in black camo shorts. He stops that throws his fist out, like a boxer would. He stops then, makes his way to the ring. He stops right infront of the ring and jumps onto the apron. Druking under the top rope he makes his way to the corner, where he hopps on the turnbuckle. He looks at the stage, before revealing a mic from his shorts.
Yes, it is me. The man you owned that tv title for so long. Yes, it is a new look. Yes, I am back. But not as I was you see, when all this shit went down with Seth Kaine. I left to find my way. I trained, as I always do I decided to throw hands with MMA. It was just what I needed, blood, sweat and broken bodys. But you all know how I do. I rocked that place, then I heard, Jason, had striped everyone of there shit. And sent out for new wrestlers. So you know I had to come back. I had to see what this new blood looks like. So that being said, let's see some of these new hires in this ring. I been feeling the need to rock some chins.

[Sylas Marx]

A heavy guitar blasts over the PA to start off Bullet For My Valentine's "Four Words." The new blood invite that Syrus issued was answered by Sylas Marx. A newcomer to ELF, but not a newcomer to the world of professional wrestling. A former two time world champion and multiple time mid-card champion, Sylas had a good a resume as anyone could get. He already had a microphone in his hand which he raised to his mouth.

"So you wanted to see a new hire, huh? Well, here's one of them right here." The crowd didn't know how to react to him, he had a definite air of cockiness about him. "It's obvious to me just from the sight of you and everyone else in that back that there are very few people in this entire place who can even hope to hold a candle to me when it comes to skill in the ring. So you, and every fan in this arena, be prepared that come the first major show this place has to see me standing in the middle of the ring with my hand held high as the referee hands me the Elite Championship."

[syrus]

Syrus nods his head as the new hire does what they do. Run their mouth, but he waits til he finishs before he speaks.

Rockin' you some how think that you can get that title before me? You think that I'm that easyly beaten? You don't even have a clue who I am.

he drops off the turnbuckle, and moves to the ropes.

Well your cocky, I like that. But you gota remember, Shit who are you, doesn't matter much. You still want talk about what title you'll be wearing. You still have to get threw you first ppv. And kid, you and I are going to throw hands. The only question that remains is. What type of match do you want to lose in?