The show begins with the usual pyro. The cameras focus in on one Shadow, who is standing in the middle of the ring with both Tag Team Belts on either one of his shoulders and a mic in his hand. He has a look of fake-regret as he lays the Tag Team Belts onto the mat.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, boys and girls, and... well you know the rest. It is with great sorrow that I, PAW's number one talent, have to tell you this. Our great General Manager..." Shadow paused for a second and covered his mouth. "Our great General Manager..." He paused again and this time pretended to wipe a tear from his eye. "Our... GM, has... the chicken pox." He then dropped the mic and made dry sobs. "It's so sad, and he was so young and fozzy...." He sniffed. "Well enough about that." He resumed his usual posture. "Basically folks, Jericho's out on sick leave for who knows how long and so he needed a temporary GM. Well, since no one really "jumped" at the chance, I decided to take it upon myself to fill in the ol' chap's boots. That's right, you're looking at your new GM."

He allowed the announcement to sink in. "Now onto matters of business. Tonight we promised a Summer Blaze and by hell you're gonna get one. So tonight I've arranged for a hot, hot match to determine our next number one contender for our beloved World title. That means that we have two men, Havok and Diego, going head to head in this very ring." The ring edges were suddenly ablaze with flickering flames that were cut a few seconds later. "We're gonna have ourselves an Inferno Match."

Shadow allowed the pop to fade before continuing. "Now as for the other matches, we're gonna run down the line. You're going to see some brutality tonight as Damien Ace takes on Mad Dog for PAW's own Crimson King title. Not suitable for the light at stomach. We also have a high flying match up tonight for our Alumni Championship with the new champion Cartwright against the Charismatic Enigma, Jeff Hardy! And for all you men out there, we got all of our women tonight in a Three Way Dance for our Women's Title and finally that brings us around to our other belts, the Tag Team Titles. In the spirit of competition, since my partner Nick Way cannot be here for quite some time, I am officially dropping the belts. Tonight, you're going to see the crowning of new Tag Team Champions, when two men can grab these belts suspended from a cable, in a Tables, Ladders, and Chairs Match. The three teams that will be competing in this will be an old familiar face, the team of Travis and Cross." Boos for the T an the C. "Some new faces in Marxx and Mavlik, and finally a team that is going to make their returning debut tonight in." He turned to face the ramp. "Ladies and gentlemen, a team that I have beaten in the past, the Disciples of Apocalypse!"

*A huge pop erupts from the crowd as "Obsolete" by Fear Factory begins to play. Looking somber, Krymzon Ghost & Jinx step out onto the platform, both holding mics. Krymzon takes a deep breath as he surveys the crowd.*

God how I've missed this view..., he thinks to himself.

*Krymzon takes another moment to let the audiences' noise subside, & brings the mic up to his lips.*
Nice to see you too, Shadow. As far as you beating us... well, that delusional pscyzophrenia (sp?) really has been kicking your a**. But, that's neither here nor there.

I've come to speak directly to the Fiend Club. First & foremost, thank you all for the support, cards, & letters. And I'm sorry for disappearing like I did... I'm not going to go in to detail, or bore you with some sob story. But, suffice it to say, my absence was necessary.

Now that I'm back in the only game that matters, those belts are coming home where they belong; because Krymzon Ghost is home!!!
*Large pop from the crowd.*
I'm back & better then ever. T & C, Forsaken, the ******** Bushwackers -- none of them will stop this Legacy of Brutality... or D.O.A.

Shadow rolled his eyes and gave a golf clap to Krymson's speech. "Thank you for the inspirational speech, Casper. Now does your partner have anything to say before I boot you two out of my ring so that we can get the program underway?"

"Well, looks like we got a funny guy on are hands...," Jinx said at the Casper thing, "Well, all I got to say is you better watch your back because my new move Death By Design is gonna kill you."

Jinx laughs at this and waits for Ghost

*Krymzon looks to his partner nods, drops his mic & turns to walk backstage; giving Shadow the finger as he goes.*

While Shadow is still out on the floor the lights dim, and all the fans in the arena turn their heads towards the PAW-tron.

Voice Over Guy- "Every Generation in Wrestling true competitors arise and make an impact. One such superstar became a world champion in weeks of bursting onto the scene, and took the wrestling world by storm, that man is..."

The camera begins to show scenes of Nick Way, dressed in a long black trench coat, black jeans, black shirt, and boots. His face is done up in Crow-esque makeup.

Nick- "I am that man. And soon, very soon I am returning to the Big F'N Premier Program PAW! Stay tune, cause Nick Way is and will always be the future of PAW!"

The camera then fades leaving Shadow standing in the ring alone.