Sean Lewis Vs Alex Stone

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I was planning on posting this on my layout, but I can't get in the control panel of my website at the mo, so it'll have to do on here for now.

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We open to nothing more than a blue screen with a slight shadow covering the right hand side. After a few seconds a small drop of water falls onto the blue surface being filmed, and the way the drop splashes onto the surface indicates that it may be dropping into a pool of water. The camera zooms out to show that it is in fact a small puddle of water, and as it continues to zoom out we see a few more drops of water plunge into the puddle as the sound of incredibly heavy breathing can be heard. We finally come to see that the drops of water are in fact perspiration from the hardworking, returning former EWE Champion Alex Stone, who stands bent over with his hands pressed against his thighs as he tries to catch his breath from whatever incredibly strenous activity he had just partaken in.

After a few moments, Alex stands up and begins to slowly walk around the padded room which seems to be a very inactive gym as Alex is the only person using the facilities at this time. Twisting his neck, rolling his shoulders and bending his knees up so that his heels touch his glutes in alternation. Alex walks over to the nearest wall, pushing his hands against the wall and stretching out one leg behind him to relieve some of the tightness from his right calf muslce before doing the same with the left. He turns around and bends down, grabbing hold of both ankles and pulling himself right the way down to stretch his hamstrings and then fires back up into the air and cracks his neck both sides, letting out a loud grunt.

"Man I can't wait to get back in that ring, I'm gonna be on fire!" he yells, putting extra emphasis and "wait" and "fire."

Alex walks over to a table on the left hand side and picks up a bottle of water. He drinks down about half the bottle before pulling it away from his lips and letting out a large sigh of relief as a few drops of water drop down from his mouth onto the mat below. Alex moves one step forward and consequently slips on the water.

"Son of a bitch!" he shouts as his ass hits the floor. Alex laughs at his clumsiness as he slowly gets back up while rubbing his gluteus maximus. "Y'all pretend you didn't see that," he says pointing at the camera, "it'll contradict what I have to say later about how sharp I am and how good my reflexes are; although thinking about it, I don't think any of the guys or girls wrestling in the EWE right now are going to use spilling water on the canvas as one of their moves against me."

Alex grabs a towel from next to the table and wipes the mat where the water spilled, ensuring that he didn't make the same mistake twice. He throws the towel down and puts the lid back on the bottle, placing it back on the table, prior to walking forward towards the camera and stopping just a few feet short to show just his head, shoulders and upper torso.

Alex Stone: For four of the last six months I've had to sit on my ass at home and watch the brilliance of Extreme Wrestling Entertainment from my armchair. For four months I had to watch John Cena break the record for the longest EWE Championship reign in history, mainly because he only defended the damn belt about 4 frickin times, what kind of a champion is that!? So, I decided that doctors don't have a damn clue what they're talking about, and I decided that I wasn't going to sit on my ass for another 2 months before I got back in training, I was going to start getting in shape right there and then, go against the doctors orders and return 2 months early from that bitch of an injury that's kept me out for half a year.

Alex turns his head to the side and grinds his teeth to together as he frowns in frustration, reaching around to rub his back where he had to have surgery to fix the problem caused by John Cena and Dan Taylor 6 months ago.

Alex Stone: The pain that I was in that night that Cena and Taylor aligned to beat the living hell out of me was close to insummountable. But that was nothing compared to the pain that I went through when I could do nothing but sit in a chair and watch television, it was nothing compared to psychological damage that was being caused from seeing all that great action and not being able to be a part of it. For four months I sat, and for four months I dreamt, I fantasized about getting back into the ring and getting my revenge. Some might say I've achieved that; afterall I have put my two assailants on the shelf for the foreseeable future, John Cena and Dan Taylor will not be seen for a while I can tell you that. John might well be in attendance at Wrestle Mania to accept his farce of a Hall Of Fame induction, but don't think I won't be around to spoil the party!

Alex grins menacingly into the camera as the muscles in his jaw flex violently while Alex's breathing picks up a notch.

Alex Stone: So, now that Cena and Taylor are taken care of, what's next for the two thousand seven man of the year? Oh you thought that because we're into two thousand eight that I was just going to drop that? Think again, because since I was inactive for the last four months of two thousand seven, I'm recognising that claim of man of the year to be null and void. Now it's time for me to get to work at being the two thousand eight man of the year, by dominating this company for the next ten months and making a statement that the chaos I brought down in previous years, was childs play compared to what I'm going to do from now on. My actions of last year are about to made into a PG 13 movie; my actions of this year, are going to rated "W," for Watch If You Dare.

Alex cracks a smile and lets out a small giggle.

Alex Stone: And dare you will. Because you won't be able to draw yourself away, it's going to be a case of what will "Alex do this week?" "what will Alex do next?" Well, what Alex will do is whatever he damn well pleases, and if that means crashing Rikku, Eighteen and Cameron Hayden's party, as well as John Cena's at Wrestle Mania, then so be it, because I really couldn't give a damn whether they cared about it, you cared about it, Vince McMahon cared about it or Hilary Clinton herself cared about it, Alex Stone does what he wants, when he wants. And that is bad news for Sean Lewis!

Alex slowly shakes his head with a wry smile. He blinks and looks down before licking his lips, thinking of the prospect of a match with Sean Lewis.

Alex Stone: Sean, I got a lot of respect for you man, I mean how could anybody not respect Sean Lewis, is there anything you haven't done? Oh wait, yeah there is, you've never beaten Alex Stone. But don't worry, you've never had the chance since this is the first time we've ever faced.

Alex laughs and rubs the top of his shaven, blonde head.

Alex Stone: You know Sean, in this match, I don't want to go out there and try to decapitate you or anything, because we're both good guys, there's no ill will or hard feelings there between us, we're just two men who have to face each other in order to move up the rankings and edge a little bit closer towards being recognised as the number one contender for the EWE Title, that's it, it's all business, nothing personal. But the problem with that is, if I go in there trying only to pick up the win, I could end up taking it easy on you and letting you in to sneak a victory, because I know you only need the smallest window of opportunity and you'll sneak right in through that window and steal my DVD player, and I like watching DVD's every now and then, so I've gotta make sure that window stays shut tight with no way for you to get in there, do you thing and pin my shoulders to the mat. So like I said before, that is bad news for Sean Lewis. Sean, it doesn't matter if I'm fighting I guy I love like a brother, don't have any feelins for what so ever, or the guy who butchered all my family including my pet dog, Roller, I go into every fight in the same manner, with the intention of hurting my opponent and potentially ending their career. Again, it's nothing personal, it's just business. And because of my back, business has been bad for the last six months, but we're coming up to one hell of a boom period, you're just the unfortunate son of a bitch that has to find that out before anyone else, this Saturday at Saturday Night's Showdown.

Alex cracks his nuckles and then his neck before continuing.

Alex Stone: So straight away I hear people are doubting me, straight away people are making me the underdog simply because I've been out for six months. How in the hell can Alex Stone come back after six months off, and beat Sean Lewis in his first match back, how can he possibly beat a man who's a former three time World Champion and King Of Xtreme?

Alex kneels down for a moment, and when he pops back up he holds a piece of metal up to the camera.

Alex Stone: I want you all to look at this piece of metal right here. It's a nice, new, shiney piece of metal, sharp all around the edges and ready to inflict damage if you mishandle it even in the slightest. This piece of metal is me, this piece of metal represents everything about me, because it's hard, it's tough, it's invulnarable, it's impenetrable, it inflicts pain and most importantly, it doesn't have a single bit of rust on it!

Alex throws the piece of metal to one side and pauses for a second before he continues.

Alex Stone: For anybody thinking that I will have any amount of ring rust going into this match, they had better thing again. People who struggle in a wrestling ring and lack the drive and determination, the will and mental strength to battle on through the toughest of obstacles are the ones who suffer from ring rust because they don't prepare themselves well enough for their return, they don't train hard enough so that they sweat out 5 pints of water every day like I've done for the past two months, they don't put themselves on a strict training and nutrition program that helps them cut thirty pounds of fat off their body and half of that back on in muscle. Nobody takes this game more seriously than me, and no one trains harder for this than me, because there isn't one single person in this world that values success greater than I, there is not one single person out there that wants to win more than I, there is not one single person in the EWE who has the hunger and the desire that I do, to come in and wreak havok on this company on my way to getting back what is rightfully mine, the soon to be EWE Undisputed Championship. I am going to reclaim my place at the head of this company, and anybody who steps in my way is going to face some dire consequences. Nothing against you Sean Lewis, and I know you didn't mean to step in my way and if I had a say in it, we wouldn't be fighting this Saturday Night, but the fact is you've been selected to be the first hurdle in my race to the Undisputed Championship, and I plan on jumping over you faster than George Bush can make an ass of himself on national television. Have some fun for the next few days Slug, because Saturday Night is your time to die.

Alex stares frighteningly into the camera for a few more moments as the screen fades out.