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Name: The Spectre
Nick Name: the haunting spirit, claire's summoned ghoul
Ht/Wt: 6' 220
Hometown: St Paul, MN
Entrance Music: See Who I Am - Within Temptation
Entrance Moves: [see further down]
Appearance: in ring removes the chains.

concept picture:

Common Moves: strikes, shoulder block, boot, kenka kick, knees, elbows, double axe handle, lariat, forearm, flying moves, martial arts kicks and strikes.

Spectral Signatures (stolen/copied/modified signatures):
"The Trial" [Claire Hawkins]: rope aided dropkick (also can edit for a savate kick)

Finisher:
The Witching Hour - Mandible Claw
From The Grave- high impact elbow to the back of the head

Gimmick: a brooding and dark spirit summoned by The Witch Claire Hawkins and is at her command. He haunts and curses the poor souls his mistress commands. After he claims a victim he drapes his burial head scarf over their face.

Alignment: Tweener
division: Light Heavyweight
match expertise: Hardcore
match weakness: tag

the lights went out...

then the light rumbling sound of incoming thunder echoed through the arena, a bell sounding off through the PA system. A single spotlight fell upon a blank tombstone standing alone on the stage.



AHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

an inhuman wail suddenly shouted out from what felt like below the stage, a light opening from a trap door in front of the tombstone as white smoke billowed out. The sound of dragging and clinking chains could be heard following the scream as a silhouette rose from the trap door. The figure stood for a moment, then a bolt of lightning struck down and the lights came on to reveal The Spectre, metal chains draped all over him, the Witch Claire Hawkins standing beside him with a wicked smile.




a powerful operatic metal song began to play as The Spectre dragged his chains along the floor, his face expressionless.

Is it true what they say,
are we too blind to find a way?
Fear of the unknown clouds our hearts today.
Come into my world,
see through my eyes.
Try to understand,
don't want to lose what we have.

We've been dreaming
but who can deny,
it's the best way of living
between the truth and the lies.


The Spectre headed down the ramp, followed by the witch. He walked up the steel ring steps and walked along the apron, a tow hook on the end of one chain clanging loudly against the steel ring post as he passed it. Claire Hawkin's summoned ghoul then shrugged off the heavy chains and they fell to the floor with a clatter before he entered the ring, walking to his corner and squatted down low on the balls of his feet, staring with his cold dead eyes.

See who I am,
break through the surface.
Reach for my hand,
let's show them that we can
free our minds and find a way.
The world is in our hands,
this is not the end.