It was written in the Bible that He would be returning. It was prophized about it. Christians world wide had spoken of the day that our Lord and Savior would return for His people. And now, He has come. How fitting it is that on Christmas Day, the day of Christ's birth, He has returned. Not only is Jesus back, but he has decided to come back to wrestling! And to TnT no less!

THIS IS AMAZING!

He is wonderful. He is a wow counselor. He is the mighty God, the everlasting Father, the Prince of Peace, the King of Kings...

Wait a second...

WAIT JUST A DAMN SECOND.

*Alarms go off as red lights flash everywhere*

***INTRUDER ALERT, INTRUDER ALERT***

You aren't Jesus Christ, Hunter, you're just a poser. A poser who's a little too full on himself without reproving himself. Well now's your chance. Cause you know who else is back?

Thee Man.

Shame Triple H has decided to head backstage because suddenly the lights begin to dim in the arena as a drumming can be heard echoing across the PA system.

Oh-e-o ohhhh oh

Oh-e-o ohhhh oh

The guitar riffs begin to pick up as does the tron video, showing a stormy night across a vast land of hills with dark thunder clouds rolling in all the while two torches rise on either side of the entrance ramp, the flames rising up every couple seconds or so.

Oh-e-o ohhhh oh

Oh-e-o ohhhh oh

Parks: COULD IT BE?! I know this music Donnie.

Who's in the house?
Seiferrrrrr

As Seifer's name is heard throughout the arena cheers begin to roar up as the video on the tron flashes 'Seifer' across it while the video remains throughout the hills. Only now as the storm rages on, fire, explosives, and soldiers can be seen between the many hills as it becomes a battle ground for war.

Who's in the house?
Seiferrrrrr

Who's in the house?
Seiferrrrrr

Who's in the house?
Seiferrrrrr

Who's in the house?
Seiferrrrrr

Who's in the house?

The music picks up now as the fire increases, the camera on the video begins to shift upwards, showing the top of the hills labeled with various well known name federations throughout the years.

Oh-e-o ohhhh oh

Oh-e-o ohhhh oh

Oh-e-o ohhhh oh

Oh-e-o ohhhh oh

When the shooting sounds of "Trucker Anthem" by Kid Rock blast through the airwaves red and silver pyro explosions go off as the cameras zoom out even further, making all the fighting going on between the hills representing different companies seem smaller as a mountain in the center of it all stands out. Right before the lyrics hit the camera zooms around quickly side to side, catching Seifer with his hands out to both sides, standing atop the mountain over looking all the battle grounds as the storm continues to rage on. We pan to the side of Seifer who flashes a little smirk when the camera zooms quickly forward. As Kid Rock's voice is heard, we're panning up towards the Miami skyline at night as lightning strikes and the video goes into various clips of Seifer hitting trademark moves on opponents intertwined with the city.

Singin, hey now people here we come
Here we come motherfuckers
Here we, kinny come come

Richmond: WHERE IS HE?!

As no one has appeared from the entrance it doesn't take long before the already on their seats crowd absolutely EXPLODES as more and more of them spot Seifer, off to the left {if you're looking at the ring} way up at the middle of the top level, making his way in through the crowd who all are trying to pat him on the back and grab at him.

Parks: THERE HE IS!

You know what we do and where we're from
Miami baby
You got 15 seconds to get this seat now
We're gonna start this show and blow your mind now
Yeahhhhhhhhhhhhh

(Who's your Uncle?)

As the music continues on, Seifer is making his way amongst the masses, quickly heading down to the balcony of the third section. He jumps up on it which causes even more cheers.

Uncle Seiferrrrrr

Seifer turns his back to the arena and lifts his arms up and then takes the leap, jumping backwards and down to the lowerlevel where he's caught by the fans as they begin to surf him down towards the front of the middle section.

Parks: WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT! AND LISTEN TO THIS OVATION!!

I'm double wide on the side, in the back of the bus
I'm your Uncle Kracker sittin' platnum plus
Double platnum (what?) Tripple platnum (fuck)
You'd be a calm motherfucker if you add that up.
Can you back that up?
Yeah, but what for?
I got a big brick house with 2 gold doors.
Was born in that, you need to shut my mouth
I'm the same motherfucker you been hearin' about
Kracker went pop?
Naw, I did the pop bash
Floatin' through the air waves, pickin' up cash
I dropped bottom D, people thought i went soft, shit
I'm still very difficult to fuck with

Seifer's now made his way to the bottom of the second level, starting to come across it all to the back of the arena, way behind the announce tables as the arena is deafening.

Straight outta the sticks of Romeo, Michigan
The early morning stoned motherfucking pimp
of the God damn nationnnnnnn

Seifer now stands atop the top step leading to the lower section, tens and tens of fans are all surrounding him trying to get into the picture.

Ye haw motherfuckers lets rock
With the Kid, that's all, ya dig, ya dont stop
Got rifs to rock, brought boones to slam
Now who's the man?

At this moment the entire PA system goes off, as the fans scream out in perfect unison the next lyrics in their own way.

"SEIFER GOD DAMN!"

The second they spit it Seifer jumps up and throws his hand forward as everything kicks back again without losing a beat. Seifer makes his way down the steps and into the lower section, beginning to come to the other side of the arena now.

Back on the scene like a fiend for beats
Aint slept in weeks
Got too many freaks
Seen too many geeks
Try to rock the rap, so I'm back with heat
To unseat the wack

Parks: WOULD YOU LOOK AT THIS EDDIE?! NEVER IN MY LIFE HAVE I EVER SEEN A CROWD SO PUMPED UP, SO INTO A RETURN BEFORE!

Richmond: I've got to agree with you one hundred percent Matt, THIS IS INSANE!!!

Parks: This has got to be the loudest I've EVER heard!

I'ma unpack, and set up shop
I'ma step back and watch you rock
I'ma rock track, so stop the pop
Then I'ma master blastin through the aftershock
I got, dug ditches to burry you bitches
Who roll the flow and wanna stop the show
So I'ma roll and flow another encore seven
From north of Detroit, way south of Heaven
Heaven, heaven, heaven

Yeahhhh

Turn it up, turn it up turn it up

By now Seifer has made his way through the mobbing fans and onto the other side, hopping the barricade as he stands now to the right of the entrance stage, he takes his shirt off and throws it into the crowd as the music begins to kick up another notch. He stands there, jumping a little like a football player ready to run right out of that tunnel.

Ughh Come onnnnn

Right before the drums go insane Seifer takes off running, up the steps and out onto the stage as he almost gracefully glides across the stage pumping his arms as the drums go insane, nearly simultaneously as the flashes go berserk all across the arena. Seifer pumps his arms again and begins to make his way down the ramp, slapping fans hands on both sides before he stops with his back to the ring.

Kid Rock motherfucker with the TBT
Rollin' through your city like the General Lee
You wanna fuck with me? Don't test the odds

Seifer spins around now and throws up his arms to the side in his taunt at the same time as the next lyrics hit and a huge, and I mean, GIGANTIC hologram of Seifer's posing upper body is being displayed right in front of the tron from the stage all the way up near the roof, with Seifer standing in front of it identically mirroring it.

Cause your arms are too short to box with God.

Seifer holds the pose for a moment before throwing his arm in front of him as he continues to make his way down to the ring, slapping hands before climbing the stairs and entering between the top and middle ropes.

Parks: !!!

Richmond: !!!!!!!

Parks: Unbelievable. Only the creative genius mind of Seifer would come up with something like that.

But if ya, send me your address, I'll swing by
Call up your friends, I'll get your whole fuckin' crew high
Say bye, bye, bye to the wack

And let it be known SEIFER IS BACK!

Seifer hits the back left turnbuckle first, and then the one opposite that. He hits the parallel one and then finishes with the back right turnbuckle, throwing his arms out to the side in his pose.

Yeahhh rollin' with the TBT
Were gonna rock the house for my man Joe C.
Yeahh, we wanna start this show, come on

Seifer hops down from the last turnbuckle and turns around as he survey's the audience chanting his name.

Come on, yeahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The crowd is going absolutely insane as the music fades away. Seifer reaches into his back pocket and pulls out a microphone, a classic of Seifer as finally the crowd begins to quiet down a little.

"In the words of Farooq... DAMN!"

He continues to soak in the feeling for a moment longer.

"Unlike others out here, I don't need to come out and remind everyone just who in the hell *I* am. Why? Because they already know."

Right on cue the crowd chants: SIGH FUR! SIGH FUR! SIGH FUR!!

"See? Now, I've never actually stepped foot into a TnT ring, but it's not as if I don't know anyone here. Anyone who is anyone knows that Jamie and I used to run together, he's like a brother of mine along with the rest of the nWs. Though I was surprised to see another familiar face and that's you Hunter. I gotta admit, you came in here on a high horse boasting about this and that, something that not only could I do, but I can eclipse your accomplishments and do it better. Only thing is, I don't need to remind anyone of what I've done. It's just a shame after all that big talk you decided to retreat to your locker room but hey, I guess you were hoping no one would come out here. You remember me don't you?"

Seifer grins, Triple H should remember him, but this one won't, too bad Seifer dun care.

"Last time I saw you we were fighting in the Underground in NWA for your NWA World Championship. Needless to say you got fucked up pretty badly that night, lost your title to me and all. So I was thinking, Triple H is a big name in this industry, Seifer's a bigger name in this industry. You want to run around claiming a nickname of the Almighty himself as if your shit don't stink? As if you can still hack it in this business? Then why don't you try it on moi. That is, if you really want to climb back on your throne, cause everyone knows that when I'm around, the path to the throne goes through me. I'm not going to waste time in drawn our promos, I'll just get right to it. Whatchu say Trips, want to back up that ego of yours or are has the E made you soft and unable to take on a real challenge."

Seifer grins and holds down the microphone, waiting to see if Triple H was interested in the challenge.