who's going to step up to challenge

kevin's in the middle of the ring
' I have come before you with my trainer tonight to give you a demonstration of the power and techique i hold'
Kevins trainer has a kick pad in both hands kevin hits lightning quick combinations
'I have speed'
Kevins trainer gets out a piece of two inch wood kevin punches straight through it shouting out a loud cry
' i have power and most of all i have resistance' at that his trainer hits him across the back with a kendo stick kevin just stays there,
'See i have all these qualitys all i need now is someone with balls to face me they dont call me the baby faced assasin for nothing'
Kevin stays in the middle of the ring waiting for someone to appear..........
'Ha didnt think anyone had the guts to face me'
with that ....

"You know...." The voice of El Lobo is heard, and moments later El Lobo appears at the top of the ramp. For the moment, the Latino wrestler is sporting a dark suit, and keeps the mischevious smile playing over his lips as most often.
"You know..-Baby Face-...You do talk alot out there in the ring..and I must say I am impressed of all that...-talent- Jeffe.."
A little chuckle escapes El Lobo, who is accompanied by the cheering of the Latino fans in the audience.
"I hope you do not mind, if I watch to see who will show up...I too wish to see who can match all that -Power- -Speed- and -Stamina-"
A thumbs up is offered over towards Kevin out there in the ring.

[Distor is still smarting from the little speech that Dr. Sotsog has just given the crowd, and has just finished listened to what Kevin has been rambling on about]

[After El Lobo has finished talking, Distor walks out with a mic his hand, waiting for the crowd’s noise to die down]

“It would appear, that with “Chatty” not being in the building, I can’t have another rematch with him…and clearly, his “manager” has wizened mildly after interfering with my match on Sunday.”

[Distor makes his way into the ring, standing in front of Kevin]

“So! With the both of them doing the smart thing and doing everything they humanly can to keep me from beating the hell out of the, looks like I’ll need something else to vent my anger on.

Kevin, you’ve now got an opponent for tonight”

[Distor looks to put the mic down, then catches sight of the trainer]

“I would also suggest that your trainer get the hell out of here, unless he wishes to risk me ‘accidentally’ beating the hell out of him.”