The arena is about to be shaken up!

[The camera views a backstage looking area with a steel fence. Behind that steel fence is a backdrop of a junkyard. On the scene is a new EWA interviewer named Fred Talar. He is holding the microphone and prepares to speak.]

Fred: It's a very special thing for me today. I get to interview a new EWA wrestler. Please welcome Alastor Stonewall!



[A nearby boombox plays Falling Away From Me by KoRn. A monstrous man, 6' 9", 280 lbs. walks in the view of the camera. He has dyed green hair and a dyed green beard, and an eyepatch over his right eye. He walks over to Fred Talar and stands next to him.]

Fred: Wow. Your pretty big. So your Alastor Stonewall. What's up with your hair?

[Alastor Stonewall menacingly stares at Fred]

Fred: Alright, wrong question. So, what makes you think you can hold your own in the EWA?

Stonewall: You know what Fred, I have only known you for five minutes, and already your pissing me off! Just watch it, many other interviewers can attest to what I do to people that make the mistake of annoying me!

Alright, the EWA. I took a look at the talent, and I basically see trash. Boring, uninspired, washed-up, untalented pieces of flesh bumbling around the ring trying to entertain. Well, I decided to capitolize on this. What better way to make a name for yourself then utterly crush the opposition and rule a federation? Only a few wrestlers in history can make a claim to that, and believe me, I will be the next.


Fred: (Begins to get nervous) I also heard that you competed in other Federations, care to give any details?

Stonewall: I won't stay on this subject long because no one really cares, and quite frankly, I just want to get to mutilating the pieces of garbage that this place houses. I was undefeated in my last federation, and I retired with a belt in my first one. I have experience, and was feared by every wrestler in the back. Had both federations not gone bankrupt, I would have ruled them for years to come.

Fred: How about your first EWA matchup? Who will it be against?

Stonewall: I don't know, so I am issuing an open challenge. Undoubtedly some poor soul will accept, thinking that because I am the new guy, it will be an easy win. But let me tell you something, it won't be. You can ask my first ever opponent, and he'll tell you that I crushed him and humiliated his sorry ass. I always come out the victor, I always work hard, and I don't care what anyone else thinks. I do things my way. And my way always works.

Fred: Hmmmm, so who will challenge Alastor Stonewall? This guy seems to be intent on absolutely dominating this federation, and he apparently has the determination to do so? Stay tuned to the EWA viewers!

Stonewall: One more thing Fred. Can you give my challenger a message?

Fred: Sure Mr. Stonewall, just tell me now and...

[Stonewall kicks Fred in the stomach. He hunches over and Stonewall begins to hammar the back of his neck. Then Stonewall picks him up in an inverted fireman's carry, and uses his patented finishing maneuver, the AVALANCHE (Inverted Death Valley Driver). Fred begins to twitch as blood begins to trickle out of his nose. Alastor Stonewall spits on Fred and walks off camera. EMT's attend to Fred's wounds.]

[The camera fades to black]


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