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]