I don't dance, sorry Satan...

--- Some Arizona Desert ---


[The camera opens up looking around a dusty Arizona desert. There are cacti, sand, and tumbleweeds galore, with the occasional reptile to scamper quickly under the hot sun. It pans slightly to the right to see Alastor Stonewall standing alone. He glares into the camera.]

Stonewall: Ah, the desert. The perpetual hell on Earth, where the sun beats down mercilessly and only the strongest and most adept creatures may survive. I would venture to say that the Devil must like it here, but what can I say, I don't dance, so sorry Satan, you need to find another partner for Thursday evening.

[Stonewall chuckles a little, he then stops and looks back towards the camera.]

Stonewall: Roxanne, consider yourself a god all you want. I know better. You see, I've faced the best in this business, the worst, and the average. Since I've not seen you wrestle, I can't put you in one of those categories. Plus, I actually see a bit of hunger, a desire of sorts to tear the competition apart. But you will soon learn that I possess those very same qualities, only a hundred times more intense. I've always been a man of action and achievement. I may group people into categories, but it doesn't matter, I've beaten all of them. And to be quite blunt, your just going to be the next in my long list of victories. As for what Allison said, I stated it before and I'll state it again, every word was true. She can take care of herself, she's quite an athlete, but you wouldn't know that. Plus, this is between you and me, Allison won't be wrestling anytime soon, so focus on the matter at hand.

[Stonewall glances around the desert, inhales deeply, then looks back at the camera.]

Stonewall: And I'm pretty convinced that the devil is in someone else. But, this is a very poor devil, a reject so to speak. Yes, I'm talking about Natas, that dick licking cult maniac that should know when to give and go home. Natas, no one buys your satanic bulls---. I know you pay every single person you "hurt", cause your toy hammer wouldn't hurt a gnat. And do you think that by calling Allison my mom is gonna bother me? Boy, you need to what it means to actually insult someone. Mom jokes don't cut it in the big leagues. And cut the "I'm not of the human race" s---. It's stupid as hell, we all know your just some loser in a halloween costume. Come Thursday, your gonna get battered by one of wrestlings most feared competitors! Then, we'll see how much you love your pain. You see, if you really don't care about pain, then there is another thing that you'll experience after I'm through with you on Thursday, humiliation. That is a pain that is felt among all peoples and creatures alike. It is never enjoyed, and I will be dueling it out to you in full force. And it will be my pleasure, because that is something I have always excelled at doing.

[Stonewall bends over and picks up a rock in the desert sand.]

Stonewall: So why am I in the middle of a dusty Arizona desert? To toughen myself up. The minute after this interview is done, I'm going to be performing my daily exercising routines right here. What better way to get ready than to try and survive where no human can? Where only death and desolation may thrive. It's perfect. After today, I'll be all the more ready for my PPV debut. Roxanne and Sam Natas just minor nuisances. I have a grander plan to execute...

[Stonewall looks into the camera with a sly grin on his face.]

Stonewall: I caught your attention, didn't I? Yes, I have a few plans other than conducting the massacre in my matchup against Roxanne and Sam Natas. For now, I can only say it will eventually change the way the WeWA is handled. It shall make a big impact, and shall span larger than any could imagine. That's enough about that for now. Your going to have to wait until the Pay Per View to see just what the hell I'm talking about...

[Stonewall throws the rock above the camera.]

Stonewall: Thursday is going to be a great night for Alastor Stonewall. It all starts with Roxanne and Sam Natas, and it will conclude in a manner that absolutely no one is expected. I recommend that you all prepare, cause its gonna be one hell of a night...

[Stonewall stares off into the distance of the desert as the camera fades to black. After the camera shuts off, Stonewall sets off to perform his daily exercises in the harsh climate of the Arizona desert.]

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