[url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uCUnhoe0rpU&feature=youtu.be]Music Reference - MustaKrakish by Dethklok[/url] Through the vast and brutal emptiness that is the cold embrace of space a harsh and majestic accompany of electric guitar, bass and drums vibrated the vacuum. Their pulverizing tones originated from a huge skull made of dark red metal that stretched 50 ft end to end and had burning red flames in it’s sockets. It careened through space in the wake of the Luchas flagship; appearing seemingly from nowhere to accompany them to the Arena. Awakening only now as The Masked Dreadnaught came to rest over Ferretius III. [I][Center][color=ed1c24] [b]MUSTA[/b][/color] The skull released a massive surge of dark red energy as a voice shook through space. [/Center][/i] When the Dreadnaught halted its speed the skull did not and it careened passed it's massive underbelly just as their bombardment system was adjusting itself. All the while blasting those face-melting notes and ear drum busting bass. [I][Center][color=ed1c24][B] KRAKISH[/b][/color] In perfect timing with the concussion of the bombardment system the voice rang out again and the back of the skull blasted a pillar of energy which acted like an engine to accelerate it further.[/center][/i] The atmosphere and gravity were unfriendly to the large skull and flames licked at the surface of skull for only a moment before it was totally aflame in dark red energy. The red wisps which littered the air in its wake came to life in the shapes of small winged creatures which flew the skulls side. Which had managed to stay on the heels of the released cargo up until now. [I][Center][color=ed1c24] [B]MUSTA[/b][/color] The deep and gravelly voice rang out again in unison with another blast of energy which cast a red hue across the entire horizon, the winged creatures vaporizing its shockwave[/center][/I] The cargo blasted down through the clouds ahead of the skull which had lost it’s momentum with the blast as well the enveloping flames that had once encompassed. Now it was slowing to a stop just below the clouds while from within the metallic skull the awesome tones continued with such power that the very clouds were pushed back with the might of their sounds waves. As loud as they were now the sound of each instrument seemed to double as the skulls mouth began to open. [I][Center][color=ed1c24] [B]KRAKISH[/b][/color] The color of the sky was once again overcome with red as a plume of dark red fire tore from the mouth of the skull; barbequing a flock of birds that had been trying to fly around. [/center][/I] With the mouth now hanging open wide the plume of fire raged on but began to curl itself around the skull until it was again enveloped in red flames. The metal began to bubble and quiver as it was touched by ithe flames and the skull began to shrink as the top seemed to start boiling away. Revealing strands on onyx black hair which danced randomly in the air and amongst the vibrations of the music. [I][Center][color=ed1c24] [B]MUSTA[/b][/color] All at once the flames extinguished themselves and released a thin ring of dark red energy upon doing so though the metal continued to writhe and boil while the skull slowly shifted into a formless glob. [/Center][/I] Enough of the metal had disappeared to reveal Xaviers head whose face was a pale and ashen tone. Not all of the metal had left his head though and now it spread itself across his face to cover the upper half in a dark red metallic mask. It began at his hairline and ended on either side at the end of his cheek bones and hugging them tightly to wrap over the bridge of his nose; each corner digging into the skin with serrated hooks. With his eyes shut tight his mouth hung wide open and it could be seen now, if one could see that high up, that the metal was in fact forcing it’s way into Xaviers mouth and down his throat working on slowly bringing the rest of his body into sight. When the last of the metal had slithered down his throat the towering form of a man began to plummet head first towards the ring. [I][Center][color=ed1c24] [B]THE TIME HAS COME…[/b][/color] The wind whipped passed Xavier as he achieved terminal velocity but still his eyes remained shut. The Announcers message has faded into the background and El Rey stood in the center of the ring with his fog spreading through the area. [/Center][/I] [I][Center][color=ed1c24] [B]TO AWAKEN HIM[/b][/color] Xaviers body was no more than a mile above the ring when his eyes finally opened; exposing a deep dark red light burning within the iris. A quick burst of energy from his mouth rotated his position as he neared the ring. Confident that the ring could take the punishment the man landed full force upon it and in front of El Rey with a massive burst of red energy billowing from his feet on impact. The mat and the surrounding ground would quake with the impact while the man’s red energy forced out El Rey fog; blanketing the floor of the ring. [/Center][/I] The music which had accompanied him did so still; blaring from nowhere and yet everywhere at the same time. Xaviers eyes had locked onto El Rey's the moment before he made impact with the ring and held it sternly after the landing, blood oozing from the edges of his mask where it had dug into the flesh. With arms at his side's and hands balled into fists Xavier would stand at attention. From this position he would wait to see what was to come next, these fighters seemed particular on the way they do things.