Pushed over the edge of sanity...

[Alastor Stonewall is sitting around in his house in Pittsburg. Instead of opting to immediately travel to Canada, he decided to goto Pittsburg and collect his thoughts for a while. He is sitting on his couch in his living room. Stonewall picks up the phone in his room and dials a number. The phone begins to ring.]

Stonewall: C'mon, pick your cell phone up!

[The phone continues to ring. Eventually, an answering service picks up.]

Recording: Hello, the cellphone you have tried to reach is unavailable at the moment. Please leave your name, number and message at the sound of the beep. *BEEP*

Stonewall: Hi Allison, it's me Jason. We really need to find a time to talk, please, you need to tell me what's wrong. I can't figure out what I did wrong. Hopefully I'll talk to you later, bye.

[Stonewall hangs up the phone, and sighs deeply. He is not in the best of spirits. Suddenly, the doorbell is rung.]

Stonewall: GO AWAY!

[However, the doorbell continues to ring. Stonewall, who is becoming rather annoyed, gets up and opens the door. Outside is an employee of WeWA and a cameraman.]

Stonewall: What is this?! What the hell are you two doing here!

[The man is holding a package.]

WeWA Employee: In this package is a couple tapes of Eddy Outlaw's interviews.

Stonewall: Why the hell would I care what Eddy Outlaw says?

WeWA Employee: Well... your facing him on Thursday Night Explosion.

Stonewall: Great, another f---up I have to deal with. Fine, get your asses in here. And give me that package.

[Stonewall lets them in and slams the door. He opens up the package which of course reveals two VCR tapes. He sticks it in his VCR and presses play. Stonewall watches the whole interview. He then switches the tapes and watches the other one. Once it is done, Stonewall has an intense anger burn within him.]

Stonewall: Alright, this guy wants to mess with me? I'm more than willing to give him what he wants. Alright! Cameraman, stand over there, and start recording me!

[The cameraman gets in position, and gives the thumbs up that the camera is recording.]

Stonewall: Eddy Outlaw, your little mockery is pathetic. So, you waste a good amount time hanging around a wall. Who cares? Just because "Stone wall" is a part of my wrestling alias, doesn't mean that I use it in some stupid little attempt to make my opponent look bad. *Begin Sarcasm* Oh look! Eddy is such an Outlaw! I bet he escaped from jail! He is the baddest dude in the west! I hope that he doesn't tie me up and put me on a railroad track like all other Outlaws do! *End Sarcasm* C'mon Eddy, give us a break! The last time I heard a pun on someone's name was in Grade School, grow up and act your god damn age!

[Stonewall sits down on his couch, takes a sip of a glass of water, and continues.]

Stonewall: Now it is time for me to dispel that little statement of yours saying that I bring my personal life to the WeWA. Eddy, there is so much you DON'T see, so much that I don't show on the camera's. I've really only brought my personal life to the forefront of the WeWA what, twice? And I've been here for almost five weeks now! Hmmm... twice in thirty-five days, ohhhh, that really is a sin, isn't it Mr. Outlaw? I should just shut up and become another boring wrestler, like that Dark Demon and Triple A guy that sat on a bicycle. You'd love that, wouldn't you? Once again Outlaw, I'm going to have to be the first to tell you, WRONG! I'm more than you think, and underestimation is the first step towards failure in the ring.

Stonewall: Tell me, where do you and Dakota get off ripping off Steve Sinister and rhyming like him, as you too put it. Does it mean your out of material, or is Dakota just some loser who loves to repeat the day's hottest catchphrases. I don't know, but both of you, drop that act. And as for me and Allison, I did absolutely nothing, she is the one to jump to conclusions, not me. That will be the last time I address that situation.

[Stonewall stands up and walks over to his fireplace. Above that fireplace is a Championship belt, one that Alastor Stonewall had when another federation filed for bankruptcy.]

Stonewall: Why did you feel the need to mention the name Romulus? Ah! So I see you've visited my official webpage, Alastor Stonewall's Dungeon. Are you a closet fan Outlaw? That's the only way you could know my webmaster's name! Admit it, cause I have not mentioned Romulus once in an interview...

Stonewall: Taking out your frustrations, eh? Did I hear you right Outlaw? You shouldn't be frustrated, you should know that the World Title situation is just too hectic for you. And who do you really think is more frustrated, me or you? Me, who's girlfriend is blaming me for something I didn't even do, or you, who just happened to lose a couple times. Let me tell you something Outlaw, I plan on taking out all my pent up aggression out on you! I'm sick of letting this depression constantly come back and rule my life, instead, that depression will turn to anger. For all I know, it could be YOUR fault she slapped me, planting a false message for her. Your going to feel the full-on attack that I've always kept pent-up, for fear that I may end a man's life. The aggression that died down when I met Allison. But, now your going to pay. Pay for what happened to me, pay for what YOU did. What did you do? You attempted to make an ass out of me, and failed miserably. And I hate failures! Prepare for a massacre Thursday night! I'm planning on tearing you apart, and are you ready?

[In his anger, Stonewall grabs an empty vase and smashes it against a wall. Then, Stonewall regains his calmness, and continues.]

Stonewall: What makes you so sure that Dakota is going to have his way with Allison? Are you insane? She isn't like that, and if you plan on placing a decoy instead of her in one of your mis-informed interviews, then I will see right through it. I have no idea what you mention her name so much, it's OUR match this Thursday, but if that's how you will prepare, then so be it. It will only help me out some more.

[Stonewall stops for a minute, and switches gears, and begins to focus on Outlaw's other interview.]

Stonewall: So, you decide to goto a restuarant I've never even heard of to enjoy a simple meal. Good enough, everyone needs a break, but then of course you can't get through one conversation without mentioning my name. It's a pity that I'm that much of a topic that even in restaurants I'm talked about. But anyway, you made yet another comment that my personal life is going to ruin me Thursday. Do you understand how I work? Do you understand the way I look at things? No, you don't. Everything personal gets tossed out the window when I step into that ring. And if something is bothering me, I use it to my advantage, to drive me over the top, and propell me to a clean-cut victory. It's worked numerous times Outlaw, and I don't see why it won't work this time.

[Stonewall walks outside, and the camera's follow him. Stonewall breathes in the fresh air surrounding his mansion.]

Stonewall: Ahh. It feels good to step outside. I've been cooped up that house way to long, ever since I made that appearance at SpaZ's nightclub actually. I've got to start focusing on the matter at hand, and it'll start today. Outlaw, you mention that I will not make a name for myself. If you had been paying attention, I already have. I am currently undefeated in the WeWA, I have wins over people like Johnny Extreme and Karl Davis. Big deal, you say. Well, many have nothing but praise for those I have beaten, and yet I always come out on top. I cannot be stopped, not even my personal life deters me when I step into that ring. Now Outlaw, if you can step down and deflate your ego for just a second, I DO plan on making my reputation even stronger by pinning you. Yes, you heard me right. It's simple really, only will take three seconds to claim my victory over you. Either way, I'm more than sure that this win will finally wake up the crack induced booking committee, because their ignorance is ticking me off. At least I finally get a normal match, instead of those hardcore matches I've been forced into for the past month.

Stonewall: Then you give an autograph to some snot-nosed kids that need a hero. Geez, can society get any lower? I don't know why you care so much about the fans Outlaw, they aren't that great. They are the one's who decide your fate, and I personally won't stand for it. I made myself successful because of myself, and myself only. The fans didn't do anything, and I still don't really care what they think. They can cheer, they can boo, it's all up to them, it won't bother me one bit.

[Stonewall thinks of anymore things to say, and looks into the camera.]

Stonewall: Eddy, I hope your preparing. Your living in a fantasy world if you seriously believe that I haven't been trying to improve my skills. I guess you didn't even take a look at all to what I did last week. But, I can't blame you. It must be in your nature to ignore everyone till you must deal with them. Outlaw, that will be your downfall, your ignorance, your in-ability to pay attention, and your underestimation. I'm ready and willing to give to you what has been coming for a long time now, a rather large and painful loss in your record. But, life sometimes sucks, and you will learn that first hand...

[Stonewall signals for the interview to end. The cameraman shuts the camera off.]

WeWA Employee: Thank you for doing that on such short notice. So, when will you be coming to Canada?

Stonewall: Probably late tomorrow, I'm going to hit the gyms before it gets late today. I need to start training once again, it's an endless cycle, but worth it.

WeWA Employee: Alright, we'll see you around then.

[The cameraman and WeWA Employee get in their limo, and they drive away.]

Stonewall: (To himself) I wonder where Allison is right now? She probably is somewhere I can't find her. I have an idea on how I can work things out with her. I'll take care of that later though, I need to get to the gym.

[Alastor Stonewall jumps into his car and drives off to the local gym, which Stonewall actually owns a part of. He thinks about what he will do for the next few days as he drives off.]