Vlad the impaler.

Eerie organ music begins to play and Vladimir Drakul aka Vlad the impaler makes his entrance. The big Rumanian strides down an aisle towards the ring with a black cape wrapped tightly around his body. The crowd boo and hiss as he passes through them.

Reaching the ring Vlad jumps up next to the turnbuckle and uses the ropes to leap high in the air and into the ring. As he descends he opens out his red silk lined cloak so that it spreads out like batwings behind him.

The heel struts arrogantly around the stage, alternately staring with wide crazy red contact lensed eyes and laughing in classic B movie evil villain style.

"Muhahaha." Vlad brays, when he speaks it is with a thick east european accent. "Tonight I vill drink ze blood of Asley Massaro."

He bares his fangs theatrically, created by a cosmetic orthodontist who works for the film industry. With a flourish he unties the clasp of the cloak and swirls it around like a bullfighter before throwing it to his corner.

Vlad can be seen better now the cloak is gone. He wears a black leather posing pouch and kneehigh black wrestling boots. His long black hair is tied into a ponytail. He's an imposing figure at six foot two and weighs two hundred and forty pounds. He's also one of the dirtiest fighters in the league.

The villainous wrestler continues to pose around the ring as he waits for Ashley to make her appearance.