The Camera rolls down onto an empty backstage area, we see nothing but various items used backstage. Not a person in sight.
We carry on viewing the empty Backstage area, when a rumble is heard. The camera turns around to reveal Stone Cold Steve Austin limping down the hallway.
The Crowd roars as Austin appears.
Stone Cold: You know what, ladies and gentlemen? Stone Cold hasn't had a very warm welcome back to the WWF, you know why? Because that stupid princess la-la girl Stephanie Mcmahon is still attempting to screw with the rattlesnake. She doesn't let him have a fair match-up against RVD or Cody Rhodes. Instead she makes the ref count the pin much faster than he should and leave poor, old Austin no fair mother effin' chances. So, if she wants to keep poking the Rattlesnake, she's gonna get a few bites back.
The crowd roars again.
Stone cold continues down the empty hallway. He whistles a small, subtle tune as he strolls along, banging the walls with his hands. He grips a mic and stops at a door. Austin then turns on his heel and looks to the camera.
Stone Cold: This, right here is Steph's backstage office. She carries all of her collectables in here. Precious pictures and items. Maybe a secret lover hidden under her desk. Been hiding it from Triple H, huh? (cough cough) Slut. What?
Cameraman: Hey, you can't go in there Austin. You know that?
Austin looks at the cameraman in disbelief. He bites his lip.
Austin:... What?
Cameraman:You... You c-c-ca-.
Austin: Go on, spit it out.
Cameraman: You can't go in there?
Austin: Shut your mouth! You shithead! Gimme that damn camera.
Cameraman: Huh? No.
Austin snatches the camera off the cameraman and places it on a box, setting up a perfect view of Austin beating the cameraman. He sends a few punches before he kicks him in the stomach and BAM! STUNNER! The cameraman flops on the floor and Austin gets to his feet, grabbing the camera.
Austin: WHAT? WHAT? Shut your damn mouth! Alright, anyways, like I was saying, lets smash this place up.
Austin opens the door and looks inside. He laughs and videos the room with his camera. He places the camera on a desk to give a view of the room.
Austin Grabs a wrench from outside and swings it into the very expensive looking computer on Steph's desk. He laughs as the computer flies off into pieces. He then smashes the wrench into the other parts of the computer. Austin walks over to the otherside of the desk, swinging the wrench, sending the pieces of wood scattering across the room. Austin laughs his ass off again. He doesn't hesitate to go for the wall, he smashes some of her wall in and then he hits the jackpot.
Austin:Oh, Boy!
Austin Grabs a large framed picture from the wall. The picture contains all the mcmahon family. Steph, Shane, Linda, Steph's Husband HHH and her recently deceased father Vince Mcmahon.
Austin: And WOOPS! There goes the wrench!
Austin drops the wrench right on the picture, smashing the framed glass, and destroying abit of the picture.
Stone Cold picks up the camera, giving us a quick glance at the broken picture just before he stands up properly and exhales loudly.
Austin: I think we're done here... Oh, wait, the picture! I forgot... Hold up.
Austin disappears of camera for a second, then arriving back again with a large, rolled up piece of paper. He positions the camera to a large open space on the wall. Austin Places up a large poster, he sticks it on with small tacs, he finishes the poster and smiles. It sticks to the large open space like a charm.
Austin:Tah-dah! Like a charm!
Austin picks up the camera. He films the poster, the poster would have Austin sticking both his middle fingers up, as he smirks.
Austin: Stephanie Mcmahon, time for you to realize who the HELL you are messing with. You better be ready for one shit storm missy, cos I'm gonna bring it in the next few weeks, I'm gonna whoop your company's ass so hard, you're gonna be crying for kisses and cuddles off the bank. But Stone Cold won't be searching for fame or paychecks, he'll be searching for a better WWF, against the Corporation. Pray. Pray for you will be hit with a stinging bite so painful only a texas rattlesnake can deliver it. You better believe it, Stephanie Mcmahon because it's the damn truth! I don't give a flying F**k about your goddamn corporate bullshit. I care about the ass-whooping and shit-stirring entertainment the fans love to see. Stone Cold said so. So you'd better believe so.
Stone cold pulls two beer cans out of his pockets and opens them, smashing them together, headbanging as he drinks them. He pours them on the broken picture and then chugs up. He picks up the camera and walks off.
The crowd is louder than ever. We cut to the next segment.
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