***The capacity crowd cheers in excitement as they prepare for PWA Undaunted’s next climactic encounter. Suddenly, the familiar theme of… THE MIGHTY COLDSNAKES explodes on the arena loudspeakers! Mighty Cobra and Mighty Anaconda make their way to the ring to… tepid crowd cheers. Cobra slides into the ring and demands a microphone. Anaconda ambles into the ring next to him and crosses his arms. Cobra waves enthusiastically.***

MIGHTY COBRA: “Hello Cleveland! Never fear, the Mighty Coldsnakes are here to rescue you helpless common folk from the boredom of this criminally booked supercard. I mean… SUPERcard? You’re looking at the only two bonafide super heroes in this entire organization. And YET… for some reason, your favorite action heroes were NOT booked in a match tonight! What the balls, yo?! Well… don’t you worry citizens… because the MIGHTY Coldsnakes are here and we are not leaving this ring until we get some action! SO… this here is a challenge for ANY two drumsticks hanging out backstage to come out here and make yourselves famous by taking on the former PWA Tag-Team champs in a MATCH! You heard me, I don’t care who walks down that ramp. Anyone who has the kettle bells to stand toe-to-toe with the handsomest masked men in the history of your sexiest dreams… come on down!”

***After several long and awkward moments… some unfamiliar base-heavy music hits… and two GIGANTIC men step out from the entrance area. Mighty Cobra takes a step back and looks nervously at Mighty Anaconda. Standing on the entrance ramp… is THE ARMY OF ONE. Next to him is a large rugged ponytailed man in blue jeans and chaps. Each of the two men stand close to seven feet tall. In the ring, the Mighty Coldsnakes exchange a confused look as the two giants make their way slowly to the ring. The Army of One steps over the top rope as the other man looks out at the crowd and throw up a ‘hook-em-horns’ gesture. He then also steps over the top rope and joins his partner in the center of the ring. The two giants stand facing the Coldsnakes with cold, unfriendly expressions on their faces.***

COBRA: “Uh… um… oh good! Look Anaconda, it appears as if… um… suitable competition has revealed itself. Well gentlemen, you don’t know what you’ve signed up for because… LOOK, UP IN THE SKY!!!”

***Cobra points up at the lights and hauls off and kicks the Army of One in the balls. An audible *crack* is heard and Cobra crumples to the floor holding his foot in pain! The Army of One doesn’t react in any way. Cobra drags himself to his feet, using Anaconda’s arm to pull himself up. He stumbles toward the large ponytailed man… who grabs him by the mask and delivers a massive headbutt to the smaller Coldsnake, sending him flying out of the ring and into an unconscious heap on the ground! Anaconda gives a panicked look to his fallen partner, and then turns back to the giant men in front of him. He looks from Army of One to the other man… and raises up his fists. The two giant men exchange a nod… and the Army of One steps over the rope and stands on the apron. The other man smiles, cracks his knuckles… and puts up his fists.***