Triple H vs Zeus
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Last published Tue, May 19, 2015
I was getting ready for work,it has been 1 year and 9 months from when we versed Superman attacked us,that day was very tragic.But I felt like someone was going to attack again SUDDENLY Thunder struck,it gave me a massive fright,but it was sunny what is happening,out of the blue a man with bright blue eyes,a white and gold robe,long while hair and an awesome beard,he suddenly hit with a bolt of lightning! This is impossible lying on the ground I wonder if he was a God,I ran into WWE Headquarters.When I got it was a mess,Kevin Nash and Batista must have gotten out of jail they were holding Chris Jericho and Rey Mysterio,OMG it's The Undertaker he's back,I had a glimpse of hope,HOLY SH*T Randy Orton with a RKO to Batista,The Undertaker with a Tombstone to Kevin Nash,if someone's gonna beat Zeus it's The Undertaker,Zeus flew at Undertaker,Undertaker ran at Zeus.A massive dark blue ball of energy EXPLODED I saw The Undertaker get up but Zeus was still down,I yelled "we have hope" The
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