The scene opens up, the middle of the night. It is a great forest, with trees seen all around. A full moon is out tonight, but it is strange in coloration. It is red, signifying it to be a blood moon. The scene delves deeper into the woods and we hear rock music, and a campfire is seen in the distance. Young teenagers are sitting around the fire and conversing on the usual topics...sex, drugs, and rock n' roll. A big laugh is heard every now and then. Suddenly, the radio just...stops. The teens sit there for a moment, until one of them goes over to try and fix the device. Suddenly, a small rumbling is heard...then..the ground begins to quake, sending a few drunken teenagers falling on their asses. The trees start catching fire one by one, surrounding the boys in a wall of flames. A silouette is seen in the flames and he walks out from them, his form leaking out as if he were a part of them to begin with. The figure is garbed in a black cloak, the hood pulled up over it's head. The figure stands, looking around for a moment before removing it's hood, revealing itself to be Gideon Frost. The teenagers start running like bats out of hell, a couple of the fainting. Gideon looks over the two teenagers, his features cold and uncaring, and then begins to speak.

Gideon: The NWE...a new battleground...a new world to conquer. I am Gideon Frost. I am walking destruction. Creeping evil. A nightmare, not a man. I conquered the NCW...I dominated. This is a new era for me, though. This is the NWE, and I am going to start my reign with this tournament...with the "mystery opponent". Janus, do you think that I am stupid? I can see you right now, thinking that because you keep your identity hidden, you have an advantage over me. Do you think you are intelligent? No, you are a coward to hide your identity as you do. One who is afraid of what might happen if you do not. If you notice, I did not hunt you down and try and defeat you before our match. That would be a coward's tactic. I fight head to head, and I destroy. I do not try to eliminate competition before a battle. Nonetheless, Janus, your tactic of hiding yourself will not work, it will make no difference! Your ploy will only make me want to destroy you more, and move on in the tournament! Move on to take what is rightfully mine, the NWE Undisputed Championship.

Gideon looks around over the carnage that his emergence caused in the forest and turns, moving through the flames. The scene fades momentarily and reopens with Gideon stands there, looking over a ravine in silence. After what seems like forever, he speaks in a calm voice.

Gideon: Hrm, I see a few familiar faces in this tournament. Janus, Kronus...Loanwolfe. Ahh yes, Loanwolfe, a man whom if I recall I have never beaten. The one time I faced you, Loanwolfe, you defeated me. That was impressive, and by doing so you gained my respect. However, you created quite the vendetta with your win that night. Ever since I felt my shoulders being pinned to the mat, I have thought about the fact that I was beaten by you, and dwelled on it. That memory stewed in my mind for the longest time, until I made and entrance here in the NWE. That's when I saw you again...that's when I saw my prey. I looked over the tournament list, and I saw your name, wolf cub. Now, I know you have your problems with Kronus, but you had best worry about the bigger threat. These hands, Loanwolfe, have shed more blood than Kronus ever could imagine. These eyes, there ears, have seen and heard terror the likes of which you cannot comprehend. You see, Loanwolfe, I lack the one thing that could make me human. Remorse. I have no remorse for the things I do, and I take no remorse in inviting you to advance in the tournament and be destroyed by none other than me. Lightning never strikes twice in the same place..this old addage will be applied when I defeat you.

Gideon smirks and folds his arms over his chest, a wind picking up and blowing his hair, the long black tendrils whipping wildly with the strong gail.

Gideon: To all of you men who have decided to join the NWE Title tournament, new and old alike, you had best recognize the fact that those of you unlucky enough to step into my arena will perish easily. To the old guys, you know me. To the new kids, you will find out just how evil...how sadistic...how destructive I can be. This pay per view is aptly named "NightMare". It fits because this will be everyone's worst nightmare, while it will be my wildest dream. Haha...yes, the aisles of NWE will be flooded with blood, and I will stand atop a heap of bodies...holding what is mine. The Undisputed Championship...Gideon Frost...the Great Demon King.

With that final line, Gideon looks up at the blood moon, his face contorting into an evil smirk. Suddenly, he lets out a thunderous laugh, echoing in the ravine. Then, Gideon leaps into the ravine..silence for a few moments..then a squeaking noise. Millions of bats fly in formation out into the dark sky, and the camera pans to the fire, still raging in the forest. The scene fades to black with the scene of destruction.