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Slowly the whirring of what sounded to be machines and a guitar being added in, the song, 'If Rain is What You Want' by Slipknot would begin to play as the fans knew what was coming.

An unparalleled storm that has not been witnessed in years. A storm that has decimated all who have walked in its path. No matter the size. No matter the legacy. Unrelenting and indiscriminate.

OMEN

Some of the men, women, and children around the arena would boo. Some made no noise. Even a small minority would cheer. But all would feel the pressure as the 300+ pound monster would round the corner and rear his ugly mask. The atmosphere matching the drop in the song as it went into a coarse chorus.

"Introducing at this time. From Parts Unknown. Weighing in tonight at 382 lbs. The Freak! OMEN!"

The Freak made his way down the ramp. Making his way past the smoke that filled the entrance stage. The camera dead panning on the Freak. Catching glimpses of the scarred flesh past the synthetic material of the mask and tattered cloth that somehow made it even harder to look at the being in front of them.

Even catching glimpse of the blood shot eyes of Omen who would brush past the camera crew. Making his way to ringside. Where he would clutch the top rope, pulling himself on to the apron, and over the top rope in the center of the ring. Being the first to take center stage in the third one-on-one encounter between these men.

The camera would begin to zoom off of Omen once he was front and center, catching the huge steel structure above the Freak that would soon enclose these two men in what could be their most bloody encounter.

The cell would be set. The two men would be standing opposite sides of the ring from one another. The official checked both men, taking his time as Omen's gaze never left Avari. Standing in his corner, the Freak would stare at his opponent, almost as if he was staring into their soul.

The official slightly freaked out and worried for the competitor would go to Avari one last time to check if he was ready for what's to come.

Avari using his speed looked to catch Omen off his guard, but as soon as the Freak saw the change in stance he braced himself, looking to not take his head out of the equation but use it to stop Avari in the middle of his sprint. Aiming a giant headbutt into the ribs of Avari!

Omen stood tall over his opponent who was already feeling the effects after one maneuver. Avari post attack was still not on his A-Game. Plus, since the first time they faced, Omen was a different person. More focused and violent.

Bending over, Omen grabbed the wrapped arm of Abari. Going for a similar maneuver from their last match. Pressing the big boot into the armpit and trying to dislocate the arm.

The pop heard around the stadium.

After dislocating the shoulder, Omen released the arm as the official would slide to the side of the downed champion.

"Do you want me to stop the match?"

The official asked as he proceeded to check on Avaris physical wellbeing.

Omen had seen his opponent went through further trials of self torment in order to prove a point.

Refusing to slow down any more than he has, Omen gave his one warning and now continued the beat down by sending some huge stomps down at Avari. Targeting the shoulder primarily.

Avari escaped for the moment. Heading to the outside of the ring. But Omen was not far behind. Making his way to the ropes, the Freak would step over the top rope, and hop to the outside of the ring. Trailing towards Avari who is fighting to the best of his ability to just get back to his feet