Isaiah sighed deeply as he made his final preperations. On one hand, he was mad that he had to bring back...him...On the other hand, he knew the "he" was nessessary for this match. He had fought Naomi before, and he was never more humiliated in his life. He was a different man now, but, the way Naomi took advantage of him still burned in his mind down to his very soul. He smiled as he put the last touch on the Prophet: his signature mask. He breathed deeply to transform into the Prophet of Old. He eventually got the cue to enter. The light's grew dim and his Prophet music blared over the speakers, and out came the mysterious, and rather odd Prophet:
The song, "Have Faith" by the Aviators, couldn't describe his life/career more perfectly if it tried. One verse in particular really stood out, especially in this particular match:
"Here on earth your own demons dwell
Like miracles but instead from hell
Now the enemy shows herself
But father where are you?
Through the darkness I've become lost
Searching for this to bear my cross
Now I'm ready to pay the cost
But will you be there too?"
The question in the song was answered in the chorus:
"You gotta have FAITH
To deliver from evil
You gotta have FAITH
In the shadow of death
You gotta keep pace
Looking over your shoulder
You gotta embrace
Your final breath
You gotta take up
Your sinner's burden
To wear it on trial
Like a crown of thorns
You need to hold tight
Like a man on a mission
You gotta cut off
These devil's horns"
By now, Isaiah had already gotten to the ring, and finally got a glimpse of this ghost of the past, who hadn't changed a bit. She looked perplexed at The Prophet, and almost seemed...scared. Isaiah went to his knees with a Bible in his right hand, opened to the Book of Isaiah, his arms oustretched, like an overzealus preacher. He got up, put the Bible aside and glared at the confused Naomi as the lights came back on...
