As the lights dim down to an almost blinding blackness. The guitar rif from "The Nobodies" by Marilyn Manson, hits the p.a. system with profuse force sending the crowd into a cheering frenzy of boo's and vulgar chants. A geyser of red pyro's emerges from both sounds of the entrance area of the ramp, followed by trailing gold blasts from the edge all meeting together from opposite ends of the stage, All ending with a loud explosion. " Today I'm Dirty...want to be pretty...tommorow I know Im just dirt" The guitar chorous hits hard as Jamie ' The prophecy" Peirce enters the stage with a cocked grin on his face. Absorbing all the negative energy Jamie holds his arms out to both his sides and brings them together crossing them. Without warning he slams them back out to the original extended pose as the pyro's explode loudly one final time as he slowly walks down the ramp with a cocky strut, and pulls himself onto the side of the canvas. Ring announcer : La.... Jamie snatches the mic out of the announcers hands as he brings it to his lips, and sounds off. Jamie Peirce : There is no introduction needed....only praise deprived, star empire and Xfactor of PWT, I am.. Jamie slowly pulls the mic away from his mouth and holds his arms in the air cocking his chin into the air, concluding with bringing the mic back down to his mouth. Jamie Peirce : .....The prophecy.. Dropping the mic he walks over to his corner and rests his back against the pads, his arms drapped over the ropes awaiting his challenging.