Backstage we see Ryan Cain shadow-boxing, getting ready for a pretty big night. He is determined to kick the living crap out of the nightmare that has been plaguing his mind for the past couple of months. He's ready to mash Phantom and Exodus into the mat, and walk out as the victor. Then maybe after that he can finally get a decent night's rest. Entering stage right is Haywire, he has the Impact title around his waist. He has a smile on his face, he's about as determined as Ryan is.

Haywire: "Hey champ, I can see your ready for tonight."

Ryan stops, grabs a towel, and throws it oer his shoulder. He lifts the W2K Championship title up, and rests it on his shoulder.

Ryan: "Same to you, champ. Let's go out there and show these two gothic prags how it's done. After all these two have done, they deserve it. Hopefully that priest comes down to the ring too, so we can shove his foot back down his mouth."

Haywire: "That priest thinks he one-upped me this week after he talked down on the Jackal. But he should already know not to ever count me out of a battle of wits. Let's make his drones pay his dues."