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Omen watched his opponent retreat. The two were meant to finally settle things inside the ring. But it was always meant to go past those borders. Omen then stepped to the outside and began his ascension up the cage alongside the already battered Fusion

Omen was not far behind him. Grabbing the top of the cage to begin hoisting himself up. The crowd warning Avari by yelling out. Thousands of people began to shout, would Avari be able to hear them or spot Omen before getting up?

Avari. Not only came into this scenario less than 100%. But also managed to corner himself into a spot after overexerting himself. Putting him 20+ feet above the ring in an area where he can't run any further from the monster he created.

Omen made it to the top and back to his feet. Staring down Avari as he calmly and slowly began making steps toward his opponent. His boots sinking into the steel mesh but keeping him grounded enough to walk with ease.

Avari would catch Omen with the forearm, making the big man reel back for a second on the direct center of the cage, but the big man was still on his as Avari finally had a chance

Another strike connected. The European uppercut rocking the big man back slightly. The foot digging deeper into the steel.

Just as Avari sized up Omen to spring on him, Omen would reach out his hand, catching Avari by the throat.

A spot he has been in before that sent him to the hospital.
A spot that Bad Boy was in multiple times recently that sent him to the hospital.

And with that in the back of the audiences mind, they would reach for the back of their heads with their hands and brace themselves as Omen would lift his opponent up and back down for a chokeslam to his side on top of the steel cage!

Omen stared down from the top of the cage. He had felt all those steps he took digging deep into the cage and finally with the force of the Freak and the give in the steel, Avari would be dropped and break through the structure down to the center of the ring

HOLY s**t! HOLY s**t! HOLY s**t!

The crowd were losing their mind. If they weren't chanting they were taken aback. Was that supposed to happen? The crowd unknowing.

The official would go up to Avari. Checking to see if he was responsive or not. Trying to get a stimulus response by rubbing against the sternum of Avari.

A shrug away from the rub.

Avari was still alive, but he may be knocked out. He could have a concussion. Broken bones. Maybe internal bleeding from the huge drop into the center of the ring.

Omen after taking in the view would begin to make his way to the edge of the cage. Making his journey down the cage.

The official would try to hurry Omen to get down to end the match. Knowing the urgency of the situation the champion was in.

The Freak would make his way down the cage, landing on his feet, turning and entering the cage once more in a much more reasonable way as opposed to his opponent who hasn't moved a muscle. The official not even trying to move him in fear of a spinal injury. And since Avari isn't verbally responding he has no choice but to wait for the Freak to get the pinfall.

Stepping over the top rope, Omen entered the ring. Taking center stage, standing tall in front of Avari once more.

The official pleading for Omen to take caution and just end this match here and now.

Avari laying lifeless before him.

Dropping to his knees, Omen would press his palms into the chest of Avari, going for the cover.

The medical team began to make their way down to the former world champion. His status still unknown as that was their main target to assess.

Entering the ring and surrounding the downed man, they began to check further to responses, taking care of the neck and spine. As they laid out the stretcher, preparing to take away Avari.

Finally, Omen began to move. Grabbing one of the medical staff by the collar of the shirt and ripping him away from Avari to the ropes. Even getting some air time with the sudden pull, causing the staff member to fall to the outside of the ring.

This would stir the rest of the crew and official as they tried to reason with the new world champion. Begging out of fear and in hopes of goving the care needed for the downed Fusion.

Which would be met with no response.

Instead, Omen walked past the staff, straight to Avari, as he began to pick up the lifeless carcass of Avari. Placing his arms under the armpits of Avari, and propping the man up.

The fans beside themselves.

The medical team crying out and pleading for Omen to stop.

When Avari was propped to as close to a vertical as Omen could get, Omen would then slip his right hand out from the armpit of Fusion and be placed on the neck of Avari as everyone knew what was coming next.

Finally someone come to the aide of Avari as it wasn't someone from Apex, but an old enemy of the guy that dashed to make the save after all. Someone that even Omen was familiar with. A Damone.

Omen would keep his death claw on Avari as Drako would dash into the ring. Not wasting any time, only slowing down after getting stuck behind the medical team who were still trying to defuse the situation from a distance.

Once Drako slipped past the crowd, the Dragon dashed and would strike Omen with a superman-esque punch. Connecting on the chin, causing Omen to drop Avari and stumble back for a moment.