The scene opens up in Salem, Pennsylvania. The camera shows an outside view of the small arena that only sits 9,000. Then the scene switches back inside. The fans are on their feet waving their signs around. "The GOD was screwed!" "Oh great! Suicide Queen is back!" "Austin 3:16" "Section 17, Row 122! I'm higher than the Rising Star!" "Mars Sucks! It's true, it's true!" The camera then focuses in on Michael Cole and Paul Heyman at ringside.

[Michael Cole]: Hello everyone I am Michael Cole and along side me is Paul Heyman. We are here in Salem, California. And this crowd here is just great.

[Paul Heyman]: That is only half true Cole. We are here in Salem, Pennsylvania. But this crowd is filled with a bunch of ingrateful people. Just look at the signs they are holding up. No respect what-so-ever for the Old School, Michael Cole.

I don't see any reason why they should be respectful to a group that screwed Chris Jericho, Xavier Summers and Team New School.

They weren't screwed Cole. They were just in the wrong place...at the wrong time.

Well we're not the only ones that don't see eye to eye. Because right now we'd like to send it to the ring for a match between two stars brought in from the FWA. Scott Skylar and Andy Mason!

Suddenly the lights go out and the arena is completely pitch black. The fans rise to their feet to see what is going on. Then an image of Crimson Tide appears on the titan tron. The lighting is too dark to determine what room he's in. But he is holding a flash light up to his face and a baseball bat in his hand. Wearing his trademark face paint and long black trench coat. Tide stares deep in the camera for a moment which draws him some heat.

[Crimson Tide]: Welcome everyone! Tonight is a very special night. Not only are we here in Salem, Pennsylvania. But we are here on the Sacraficial Anniversary.

What is he talking about? We got a match scheduled next.

Forget about the match. Show some respect for Tide.

You see here in Salem you are known for a few things. Now your not as important as Chicao or Los Angeles. You don't got a landmark like Washington D.C. or New York City. Hell your wheather isn't as nice as Miami or San Francisco. But you do have...witches! Or I should say you used to have witches. But 50 years ago to this day. The last witches of Salem were sacraficed. They were brutally murdered because you idiots didn't understand black magic.

The fans can be heard giving tremendous heat towards Tide. But he just ignores them and keeps going on.

I won't go into specifics here. Because that is another story for another day. Anyways I decided to make a sacrafice myself. In honor of the Salem Witches and the male Witches...known as Witchies.

Hahaha!

What is so funny Cole?

Everyone knows male witches are called Warlords. And the Salem he is thinking of is in Wisconsin.

In honor of them I will make an official sacrafice. That's right...in front of these murderers I will be making a sacrafice. And any one of you people in the arena could be the lucky victim. Who will it be? When will I strike? You can't stop me...because you don't have a clue as to where I am.

Suddenly the room Tide is in lights up. And Tide is shown standing by a urinal inside a bathroom. Mars walks into the pictures and sees Tide with the flashlight and baseball bat.

[Mars]: What the heck are you doing with a bat and flashlight...inside a bathroom?

Ahhhh! Get out of here. Get out Mars! You're going to ruin everything damnit.

Ruin....what can I possibly ruin?

My little skit I have going on here. In order to get some fan reaction and be recognized and respected. You need to have some sort of gimmick. So I was just going to--

You were going to what!? Put on a show for these Corn Picking pieces of garbage?

Roars of boos fill the arena. As Tide nods his head along with what Mars is saying.

You don't owe these people a damn thing! What you need to do is go out to the ring and rip Nash and ILLumanator a pair of new A*beeeeep*oles!!

You are exactlly right Mars. I don't like the corn and I don't like other people. And I'm going to go out there and rip those two New Schoolers. Thanks alot Mars!

That's the spirit. Old School is ready to step things up!

The camera switches to inside the arena with Cole and Heyman.

I guess Tide is coming out here.

Yes! The man of respect and honor. The Crimson one is going to address the New School. I can not wait for this Cole.

Suddenly the lights go out an the word 'Old School' appears on the titan tron. Then Tide's music blast over the loud speakers.

The fans rise to their feet and immediately boo for Tide. A gray smoke fills the arena.

Looks like we don't have to wait long Paul.

The lights suddenly turn back on and Tide is shown standing in the middle of the ring. He's got his trademark black bat in hand. He also has a microphone in his hand. He points the bat towards the crowd which draws more heat. Tide then places the microphone to his lips and talks over the crowd.

Have no fear....Tide is here!

More crowd heat and then chants break out. "Tide is no good!.....Tide is no Good!....Tide is no good!" Tide looks real mad as he talks over the crowd again.

Zip your lips! I don't have time to waste on you people. Mars said something that made alot of sence. He told me that the fans aren't important. And he told to just be myself. And not try to please you people. So that's what the Crimson One plans to do. Right now I want to talk a little bit about Rage. Infact let me direct my attention to him right now. Rage....you owe the High Tide a debt of graditude. You see at KOX I could have put you away....well to be honest....I could have put you away on a number of occassions. But I didn't feel like crushing your dreams. And I didn't think it would be in the Old School's favor to have me win. I know there are a few of my fellow Old Schoolers who would like to be North American Champion! And since I have already captured it 4 times....I see no reason to capture it again. But Rage remember that you owe me one. Because of it wasn't for me you would have been easily humiliated. Just be lucky that I am a nice, carrying individual. Or I would have took you out much sooner.

Tide receives massive amount of heat from the Salem crowd. Tide just ignores them though.

I don't know why I wasted most of my career pleasing you fans. I'm glad I seen the light soon or I would have fell victim to the many careers you people ruined.

What is Tide saying? He was always a bad guy. The fans never liked him.

Anyways enough of Rage. I have more important things to talk about. You see I have the oppurtunity to become the number one contender for the Xtreme Title. Now not many people know this. But I am very Xtreme. I know...it's hard to believe...but it is true. Now I may not be very big. I am under six feet tall and barely reach two hundred pounds. But the smaller the man the bigger the heart and the better the Xtreme power they posses. Nash you love to please the fans. You like to get your fan support. But the fans aren't going to help you on Showdown. It's just going to be you and me...and that other guy. And no one will be able to lend you a hand. The only hand you'll be getting is mine right across your face pretty boy. You call yourself Sexy!? What does being pretty and sexy have to do with wrestling? How is being sexy going to save you from a Tide washout!? It's not going to save you Nash! Actually the prettier you are the more trouble your asking for in an Xtreme match. Because now I have extra motivation. I am going to be striving to bash that pretty face open. I am going to work hard to make sure I see your blood trickling to the ground. And do you know why Nash!? Because I am Crimson Tide!

Boos fill the arena. Tide looks around for a moment and then places the microphone to his lips.

Atleast I don't murder witches you psychos! Now where was I? Oh yes I remember now. I was about to address the ILLumanator. ILLumanator you have yet to make your presence felt. You have hidden in the back. You have hidden from the Crimson One. But at Showdown you won't be able to hide....from Tide! You will have to face me man to man. You will have to look eye to eye with the most dangerous creature on this planet. And you will have to face your one true fear....Crimson Tide! I know you are frightened. I know you are worried. But I will wash all those worries away with the High Tide! And then I will move on to face Shamrock. And I will become the Xtreme Champion. But first I have to worry about Showdown. I win this match and I become the number one contender for that very title. Nash and ILLumanator while your waving to the millions watching you on television and posing for the crowd. I will be dishing out large amounts of punishment. I am loved, admired and respected! And it's only fitting that I become the first Xtreme Champ to ever be respected. Showdown you two Pre Schoolers are going to be Simply Exected.....Old School Style!

The fans respond by giving Tide alot of heat. He just smiles and points the bat out at the crowd. He then points the bat in the air and the lights go out. The arena is completely black.

I can't see a thing Paul.

The lights come on a few seconds later and Tide is nowhere to be found. The titan tron reads 'EXECUTION'. The fans boo some more as the scene fades to black.