Scene One – Desert Edge, Tucson – Twilight

The camera pans across the dusty Arizona horizon, the sun bleeding into shades of crimson and gold. Heat shimmers above cracked earth. In the distance, the glowing lights of the Kino Veterans Memorial Stadium glint like embers against the darkening sky. Justin Smith stands alone beside a chain-link fence, leather jacket half-unzipped, hood drawn low. The desert wind whips through the brush, carrying the faint echo of cicadas. He lights a match — the tiny flame flickers in the wind before he shields it with his hand, lighting a cigarette.

Justin (quietly):“It’s funny how heat makes people desperate. Out here, under the Arizona sun, everything dries out. Skin. Patience. Souls.”

(takes a slow drag)

“Logan Hunter thinks he’s gonna come into my desert and bury me. Nah…”

(smirks)

“The desert doesn’t bury the strong — it buries the unprepared.”

He flicks the cigarette into the dust, watching the ember fade.

Justin:“High Stakes XV. No rules. No mercy. Falls count anywhere. You couldn’t ask for a better setting — because in Tucson, the heat doesn’t just burn… it purifies.”

The wind kicks up dust around his boots. He turns toward the distant stadium lights.

Justin:“Logan… you’re walking into a furnace. And I’m the fire waiting inside.”

CUT TO BLACK.

Scene Two – Downtown Tucson Gym – Morning Before High Stakes XV

The sound of fists striking a heavy bag echoes through a sunlit gym lined with cracked windows. A single fan spins lazily overhead, barely cutting the heat. Justin, drenched in sweat, works the bag mercilessly — elbows, knees, and forearms blurring in rapid succession. The camera circles him, revealing old scars along his ribs and fresh tape burns on his wrists. He stops, steadying the bag, breathing heavy.
Justin (to himself): “You used to look up to me, Logan. You used to learn from me from a distance. And now you think you’ve surpassed me.”

He grins, wiping his face with a towel.

“Thing is… you can’t surpass a man who’s willing to sink lower than you’ll ever go.”

He grabs the chain of the heavy bag and yanks it down until it creaks.

“No DQ means I don’t have to pretend anymore. No rules. No code. Just instinct. And mine?”

(leans close to the camera)

“Mine’s sharper than ever.”

He slams a final punch into the bag, tearing it open — sand spilling across the floor like blood.

CUT TO:

Scene Three –TCC Arena– Empty Arena Afternoon
The Arizona sun glares through the open roof as workers adjust lighting rigs and roll cables across the ring platform. The faint echo of rock music tests the sound system. Justin walks alone through the empty aisles, dragging his fingertips along the steel guardrail. He stops ringside, staring up at the massive “HIGH STAKES XV” banner hanging over the stage.
Justin: “This ring’s seen a lot of wars. But tonight, it’s not just another fight. It’s the reckoning.”

He kneels beside the ring apron, pulling up the edge to reveal a steel chair, a crowbar, a length of chain.

“They call it ‘No Disqualification’ like it’s supposed to scare me.”

(chuckles)

“This is the kind of match I was born for. When the rules disappear, so do the pretenders.”

He rests the chair on his shoulder, looking directly into the camera.

“Logan Hunter, you’ve spent your career chasing respect. Me? I stopped chasing that a long time ago. Respect doesn’t win fights — fear does.”

Justin Smith: “You know what I love about a night like this? All these people… all these wannabe tough guys in the back… they actually think Logan Hunter stands a chance at High Stakes XV.”

(Justin smirks, pacing.)

“Oh, I’ve heard the whispers — ‘Logan’s the heart of the locker room,’ ‘Logan’s got the fire.’”

(leans forward)

“That fire? I’m the one who lit it, and at High Stakes… I’m the one who’s gonna snuff it out.”

(He kicks the steel chair over, metal echoing in the ring.)

“You see, Logan… this isn’t some friendly little wrestling match. This is a war — and I already brought the weapon.”

(holds up the chair)

“No rules. No mercy. Falls count anywhere. That means when I put you through that announce table, when I drag your sorry carcass through the crowd, and when I pin you right there in the front row next to some screaming fan — that’s not just victory…”

(grins) “That’s justice. You think you can survive me? You think that heart of yours can take another beating? You already tried standing up to me, and you couldn’t even stand up when it was over!”

(He kneels, staring into the camera.)

“At High Stakes XV, Logan Hunter, there’s no ropes to save you. No referee to call it off. Just me… my rage… and every ounce of pain I’ve been waiting to unload on your broken body.”

(Pauses. Cold smile.)

“You wanted a grudge match, Logan? You got it. But after High Stakes… the only thing you’ll be counting is how many bones I leave unbroken.”

CUT TO BLACK.

Scene Four – Flashback Montage

(Distorted, flickering footage plays — Logan Hunter raising Justin’s hand in a past tag match; Justin turning on him; chairs colliding, bloodied faces, security separating them.)

Voiceover – Justin:

“They called it friendship. I call it unfinished business.”

Clips show Logan’s victories over Justin — flash pins, near falls — followed by Justin’s savage retaliation: steel chair shots, powerbombs through tables, a defiant glare after every attack.

Voiceover – Justin:

“You think you know me, Logan? You think because you’ve stood across from me, you understand the fire I carry? No. You only saw the smoke.”

Scene Five – The Motel Room – Night Before the Fight

A neon sign buzzes outside, casting red light through the dusty blinds. Justin sits on the edge of a worn motel bed, taping his fists, his eyes cold and unwavering. A small TV plays footage of Logan Hunter’s recent interviews — his voice muffled, hopeful. Justin looks up, shaking his head with a quiet laugh.
Justin: “You talk about honor like it’s a weapon. But honor doesn’t mean a damn thing when I’m driving your head through concrete.”

He tightens the last wrap of tape, flexing his hands.

“No DQ means no excuses. No mercy. No salvation. You want this fight? You got it. But remember…”

(leans closer, voice low)

“You asked for it.”

He stands, pulling on his jacket.
Justin:

“Tomorrow night in Tucson, I end this story. And when the dust settles — you’ll still be lying in it.”

He turns off the light. The screen goes black.

Scene Six – Final Montage / SCW Hype Package

The promo cuts between roaring fans entering the stadium, camera flashes, close-ups of both men’s faces, fists clenching, weapons clattering to the mat.

Voiceover – Justin (final words): “The desert doesn’t forgive, Logan. It devours. And when that bell rings, it won’t be about pride or revenge. It’ll be about who walks out… and who gets left for the vultures. And should you beat me one more time, I will gladly leave my boots in the center of the ring and retire from wrestling for good!”

[Cue metal track as the SCW logo flashes.]

TEXT ON SCREEN:
SCW: HIGH STAKES XV — SMITH vs. HUNTER — GRUDGE MATCH — 
NO DISQUALIFICATION — FALLS COUNT ANYWHERE — LIVE FROM TUCSON, ARIZONA
“The desert burns. Only one survives.”

FADE OUT.

The scene opens up with Justin Smith going to Lancaster California Before he goes to explore the area, he decides to call his friend and former trainer Casey Williams to discuss his match with Eddie Lyons again.

Justin-Hey Casey, are you excited to see me do battle with Eddie once again?

Casey-I am and knowing how dangerous a wrestler than he is, I am a little bit concerned.

Justin-Why? Is it because he’s had my number, like most everyone in SCW ?

Casey-Yes, and you still struggle against him after 8 times facing him.  I mean, he is 6-0-2 over you, and one would think you would’ve learned something by now, being a veteran and all.

Justin-Yeah, and I will do my best to win the match, regardless of what needs to be done.

Casey-I’ll send Dying Breed and Hitamashii to train with you.

Justin nods and waves off the cameraman, asking him to leave so Justin can continue his conversation as the scene fades to black.

Early the very next day, Justin is seen at his rental car, on the way to the gym to meet up with Dying Breed and Hitamashii. He arrives at the gym to see Dying Breed members Andrew Garcia and Ivan Darrell already there sparring with each other and Hitamashii.

Andrew-You’re late!

Justin-Sorry, got stuck behind some slow people on the way here.

Ivan-Let’s work on some different techniques.

Justin-Let’s do this!!![/b]

Andrew-At least your skill set can hopefully shine in this match!

Justin-How so?

Ivan-You are known for your power and speed, right?

Justin-Yes.

Andrew-Let us see how we can use that to your advantage in this match, given some of the guys are more agile than you.  Let’s see you do a single leg takedown.

Justin and Ivan get into position and Justin attempts to give Ivan a single leg takedown.

Andrew-That’s good. Now I want to see you try it again.

Justin and Ivan get into position again and Justin’s 2nd attempt of a single leg take down looks much better than the first time.

Andrew-Good job!

Dying Breed and Hitamashii continue working with Justin as the scene fades to black.

Later that night, Justin is seen at the Iron Cactus Steakhouse for dinner, but turns to the camera with an evil look in his eyes to call out his opponent in Eddie Lyons.

Justin-”Eddie, we meet again for the 9th time, and you are so confident that you will get your 7th win over me, but you haven’t seen anything yet.  I have nothing to lose and everything to gain by defeating you by any means necessary.  I know we are both vying for a shot at the world title, but there are more important things than championships.  Things like glory, honor, valor, leaving it all in the ring.  Things I do in spades that you could never measure up to.  Yes, being champion is great, don’t get me wrong, but I would much rather go out there to that ring and give the fans exactly what they want, a fun and exciting match.  It sucks losing as much as I have, but at the same time, I would gladly take a loss everyday knowing the fans go home happy at the end of the day.”

Justin cackles and then orders a Porterhouse with grilled asparagus, a baked potato and a coke to drink before he hums his theme song “Madness” by Liliac as the scene fades to black.

The scene opens with Justin Smith walking down Ocean Drive in South Beach, palm trees swaying in the breeze and neon lights flickering even in the early evening. He pauses in front of the famous Clevelander Hotel, leaning on the railing as the camera crew follows. Justin pulls out his phone and dials Casey Williams once again, his trainer’s voice coming through with a mix of sternness and encouragement.

Justin-Casey, the closer we get to this match with Felix, the more I feel the fire inside me burning. I’m going to tear him apart right here in Miami, and there is nothing Felix can do to stop me.

Casey-I can hear the intensity in your voice, Justin, but remember, intensity without focus can backfire. Felix knows you’re dangerous, so he’s going to play defense. Don’t give him an opening.

Justin-You think I’m going to give him an opening? No. I’ll make him wish he’d never signed that contract. This is my town now, Casey, and Felix is going to leave it broken and beaten as my first victim on my way to some gold.

Casey-I believe you, but don’t underestimate him. He’ll pull tricks, cheap shots, whatever it takes. Stick to the plan you’ve been working on with Andrew, Ivan, and Hitamashii.

Justin-Trust me, I’ll deliver. I’ve got new weapons in my arsenal. Felix won’t know if he’s fighting a powerhouse, a technician, or a madman. I’ll be all three at once, and he won’t know what hit him when I get done with him.

The camera lingers on Justin’s confident smirk before he ends the call and gestures for the cameraman to follow him further down the strip. The scene fades to black.
 
The next morning, Justin is shown arriving at a rundown warehouse gym in Little Havana. The gym has seen better days, but inside, Andrew Garcia, Ivan Darrell, and Hitamashii are waiting with sparring mats already set up. Justin steps inside, tossing his gym bag aside, ready for another grueling session.

Andrew-You ready to push yourself harder than yesterday?

Justin-You guys know I was born ready. Have I not shown up and put in the effort every time we train together?

Ivan-Good point, and today we’re focusing on endurance instead of performing moves. Felix won’t go down easy, and if this match drags, you need to be just as strong in the final minute as you are in the first.

Justin nods as the three men circle him like predators, forcing him to defend against a flurry of strikes and grapples. Sweat drips down Justin’s face as he fights back, blocking Ivan’s punches before countering with a clothesline.

Hitamashii-That’s it! Use that power to shift the momentum, but don’t gas yourself out. Control the pace! Make sure that when you face Felix that you control the pace, not him.

Justin-He won’t be able to keep up with me and what I have planned, I can promise you that.

Andrew smirks, grabbing Justin by the wrist and whipping him into the ropes, only for Ivan to catch him with a dropkick. Justin slams into the mat but gets right back up, the intense fire burning in his eyes.

Andrew-That’s the spirit. Felix will try to knock you down, but it’s how fast you get back up that matters.

Justin-Knock me down ten times, and I’ll get up eleven. Felix isn’t ready for that.

The sparring continues, with Justin pushing himself to the limit. After nearly an hour, he’s drenched in sweat and a little blood but standing tall, glaring at the camera with defiance.

Andrew-Good work today. You’re getting sharper, quicker. If you keep this up, Felix is done for.

The group fist bumps, Justin breathing heavy but smiling with determination. The scene fades to black.

Later that night, the camera finds Justin sitting at an outdoor café in Little Havana, the sounds of salsa music and the aroma of Cuban coffee filling the air. He leans forward, staring at the camera with that same dangerous glare as before as he orders a rum.

Justin-Felix “The Cat” Hernandez… you’ve talked a big game, but your time is up. You see, while you were busy running your mouth, I was here in Miami, training harder than ever, sharpening my claws for this hardcore showdown. And when that bell rings, there’s no escape for you. Not in the ring, not in this city, not anywhere. You think you’re cunning? You think you’re sly? I’m going to rip that smug grin off your face and replace it with a mask of agony by the time I finish with you. I’ll take every chair, every table, every piece of steel in that arena, and I’ll use it to carve my victory into your body. You’ll be a walking reminder of what happens when you cross me. This isn’t just about me finally winning a match against you. This is about ending your career permanently. SCW doesn’t need you anymore, Felix. They need warriors, fighters, survivors — not washed-up cats clinging to their last life. I’ll do what no one else has had the guts to do. I’ll put you down for good. It’s too bad you can’t take that bum Bill Barnhart and his ugly ass wife Bea with you when I get done with your sorry ass!

Justin lets out a sinister cackle before ordering a plate of Ropa Vieja and a side of maduros, raising his glass of rum that has just arrived in a mock toast.

Justin-We know you are the perfect example of wasted potential wrapped in false nostalgia. For a few years he was dominant, sure—but instead of building a legendary career, he became the poster child for decline. Felix was once hailed as the King, but now he has quickly turned into a court jester, hanging on past his prime, dragging down this great franchise known as Sin City Wrestling which desperately needed a true ace. His velocity vanished, his dominance evaporated, and all that was left was a guy living off one perfect game and a reputation he could no longer back up. He’s remembered more for his former glory in other promotions than for what he actually became here in SCW—a cautionary tale of brilliance squandered and greatness that fizzled into mediocrity. Enjoy your last meal as an SCW star, Felix. Because after I’m through with you, you won’t
be dining anywhere but a hospital bed.

He begins humming “Madness” by Liliac once again, his sinister grin fixed on the camera as the screen fades to black.

The scene opens up with Justin Smith standing outside the Estadio Andrés Quintana Roo in Cancun to watch the Cancun F.C. play. Before he goes to enjoy the game, he decides to call his friend and former trainer Casey Williams to discuss his tag match where he teams with his bitter rival in Felix “The Cat” Hernandez to face the team of Helluva Bottom Carter and Aiden Reynolds.

Justin-Hey Casey, are you excited to see me do battle with Helluva and Aiden?

Casey-I am, even though you have issues with Felix, Helluva and Aiden have issues with each other too and knows, you and Felix may get lucky.”

Justin-I am ready for that. Just so long as Felix “The Cat” Hernandez stays out of my way if he knows what’s good for him.

Casey-I figured you’d bring up Felix, but you need to focus on Helluva and Aiden, as they are the bigger threat.

Justin-Yeah, and I will do my best to win the match, regardless of what needs to be done.

Casey-I’ll send Dying Breed and Hitamashii to train with you.

Justin nods and waves off the cameraman, asking him to leave so Justin can continue his conversation as the scene fades to black.

Early the very next day, Justin is seen at his cabin, on the way to the gym to meet up with Dying Breed and Hitamashii. He arrives at the gym to see Dying Breed members Andrew Garcia and Ivan Darrell already there sparring with each other and Hitamashii.

Andrew-You’re late!

Justin-Sorry, got stuck behind some slow people on the way here.

Ivan-Let’s work on some different techniques.

Justin-Let’s do this!!![/b]

Andrew-At least your skill set can hopefully shine in this match!

Justin-How so?

Ivan-You are known for your power and speed, right?

Justin-Yes.

Andrew-Let us see how we can use that to your advantage in this match, given some of the guys are more agile than you.  Let’s see you do a fireman’s carry.

Justin and Ivan get into position and Justin attempts to give Ivan a fireman’s carry.

Andrew-That’s good. Now I want to see you try it again.

Justin and Ivan get into position again and Justin’s 2nd attempt of the fireman’s carry looks much better than the first time.

Andrew-Good job!

Dying Breed and Hitamashii continue working with Justin as the scene fades to black.

Later that night, Justin is seen at the Rosa Negra for dinner, but turns to the camera with an evil look in his eyes to call out his opponents, first focusing on Helluva Bottom Carter.

Justin-”Helluva, you may be cocky because you are the current World Champion, but I know you started in SCU with my friend Hitamashii, and know you guys had a bitter rivalry, so I look forward in destroying you in his honor.  You are holding the very title I covet more than anything and am willing to do anything to get my hands on it.  You are nothing but a bully and I am going to inflict a lot of pain on you, and I am picturing Felix’s face when I do it!”

Justin then gets a corona and the Ribeye steak with rustic potatoes and organic jumbo asparagus before turning his attention to Aiden Reynolds.

Justin-”Aiden, I do not care about your past, just the present and future, and you belong in the past, and I am the now and the future of SCW.  I will show you exactly who the joke is when I defeat you inside the 6 sided ring and that you are not worthy of the world title shot that you currently have!  You will become a laughingstock because when I defeat you, people will say that you couldn’t defeat me, someone who has not won many matches here in SCW.  When I do defeat you, I will use you as the stepping stone towards the title that your partner currently holds, and there is nothing you, or anybody else can do to stop me!”

Justin cackles and then hums his theme song “Madness” by Liliac as the scene fades to black.

The scene opens up with Justin Smith standing on the deck of the Princess Cruise. Before he goes to get a drink, he decides to call his friend and former trainer Casey Williams.

Justin-Hey Casey, are you excited to see me kick some ass in the battle royal?

Casey-I am, even though you may not be the one to win, coming from a guy who never won a battle royal.  Everyone used to target me cuz of my size. You will be targeted due to your cockiness”

Justin-I am ready for anything and everything. If I win, great! If I get tossed out first, back to the drawing board I go.

Casey-Ifigured, and I can see you having confidence in yourself.

Justin-Yeah, and I will do my best to win the match, regardless of what needs to be done.

Casey-I’ll send Dying Breed and Hitamashii to train with you.

Justin nods and waves off the cameraman, asking him to leave so Justin can continue his conversation as the scene fades to black.

Early the very next day, Justin is seen at his cabin, on the way to the gym to meet up with Dying Breed and Hitamashii. He arrives at the gym to see Dying Breed members Andrew Garcia and Ivan Darrell already there sparring with each other and Hitamashii.

Andrew-You’re late!

Justin-Sorry, got stuck behind some slow people on the way here.

Ivan-Let’s work on some different techniques.

Justin-Let’s do this!!![/b]

Andrew-At least your skill set can hopefully shine in this match!

Justin-How so?

Ivan-You are known for your power and speed, right?

Justin-Yes.

Andrew-Let us see how we can use that to your advantage in this match, given some of the guys are more agile than you.  Let’s see you do a crucifix powerbomb.

Justin and Ivan get into position and Justin attempts to give Ivan a crucifix powerbomb.

Andrew-That’s good. Now I want to see you try it again.

Justin and Ivan get into position again and Justin’s 2nd attempt of a crucifix powerbomb looks much better than the first time.

Andrew-Good job!

Dying Breed and Hitamashii continue working with Justin as the scene fades to black.

Later that night, Justin is seen at the cafeteria for dinner, but turns to the camera with an evil look in his eyes to call out his opponents, first Eddie Lyons.

Justin-”Eddie, I may be a fool, but I am still here in this match getting the same opportunity you are, so I am doing something right in the bosses eyes to keep getting opportunities even though I am not successful. The bosses know I go out week in and week out and wrestle my heart out and am willing to do whatever is best for business, and having confidence in myself is worth more than anything. I will prove my worth to you, if it’s the last thing I do. Nothing you can say bothers me!”

Justin then gets a coke before turning his attention to Miles Kasey.

Justin-”Miles, you can talk about being the present all you want, but I will prove to you that you are nothing but a one trick pony and that the future is now. Guys like me, Liam, and Logan are the guys that are going to prove to the world that we are the hungriest guys here with the most to prove and the most to gain from winning this match, and that you are nothing but a stepping stone to our successes”

Justin then gets 2 slices of pepperoni pizza. He sits down to eat it and then turns his attention back to call out Liam Davis.

Justin-”Liam, I know you like me and respect me, but that will only go so far in this business.  People cross each other all the time, and I am as vicious as the best of them. Its those whom you trust most that will end up burning you in the end. That is exactly what I will do to you when I eliminate you from this match and being the victor, going on for the World Title here in SCW while you are floundering in the mid card.

Justin breathes, finishes eating, disposes of his trash and then goes to the deck as he calls out Aiden Reynolds.

Justin-”Aiden, you think I’m a joke, but I will prove to you and everybody else that I deserve to be here as much as you. You claim I am part of the reason the Blast From The Past tournament was changed, but in reality, that’s farther from the truth.  I show up every week without question. I go out to the ring and wrestle my heart out for the fans for better or for worse.  Yes, I may be overconfident in myself, but in this industry, if you don’t believe in yourself, nobody else will. It’s a shark eat shark world, and I am the hungriest shark of them all, with the most to prove.”

Justin arrives at the deck, sits in a chair, takes a sip of his coke, and calls out Bill Barnhart.

Justin-”Bill, you seem super confident you are the best wrestler in this match, and that you don’t care what others think about you, but in reality, you will fail and you’re a shell of your former glory. A washed up has been who needs to retire and hang out with your ugly wife and dog.  There is nothing worse than an old timer trying to remain relevant many years past his prime, like you and Felix Hernandez. I hope that when you get tossed over the ropes and off the boat, nobody will be subjected to watching another Bill Barnhart match again.”

Justin cackles before calling out Logan Hunter.

Justin-”Logan, you claim I can’t lace up your boots. I will show you how good I really am when I toss your ass out of the battle royal, causing you to throw another temper tantrum because things don’t go your way. Unlike you, when things don’t go my way, which has been a lot, I put in the work to try to improve my game. You just like to cry like a little bitch and I will make you my bitch com Summer XXXtreme!!!

Justin then hums his theme song “Madness” by Liliac as the scene fades to black.

The scene opens up with Justin Smith standing in outside Whitewater Hills Vinyards in Grand Junction Colorado to enjoy a wine tasting. Before he buys a ticket, he decides to call his friend and former trainer Casey Williams.

Justin-Hey Casey, looks like I am in a tag team match with Song as my partner against LJ Kasey and Alexandra Calaway. What do you think my team’schances are?

Casey-I think you have as much a chance as they do, as I know Song and Alexandra are good wrestlers. We both know how good LJ is cuz he did beat you before. I think the odds are split on this one.”

Justin-I was thinking the same thing.

Casey-Ifigured, and I should expect you to be confident in yourself despite your record.

Justin-Yeah, and I will do my best to win the match, regardless of what needs to be done.

Casey-I’ll send Dying Breed and Hitamashii to train with you.

Justin nods and waves off the cameraman, asking him to leave so Justin can continue his conversation as the scene fades to black.

Early the very next day, Justin is seen at his rental car, on the way to the gym to meet up with Dying Breed and Hitamashii. He arrives at the gym to see Dying Breed members Andrew Garcia and Ivan Darrell already there sparring with each other and Hitamashii.

Andrew-You’re late!

Justin-Sorry, got lost and stuck in traffic.

Ivan-Let’s work on some different techniques.

Justin-Let’s do this!!![/b]

Andrew-At least your skill set can hopefully shine in this match!

Justin-How so?

Ivan-You are known for your power and speed, right?

Justin-Yes.

Andrew-Let us see how we can use that to your advantage in this match, given some of the guys are more agile than you.  Let’s see you do a rack attack.

Justin puts Ivan on his shoulders to get into position and Justin attempts the rack attack onto Ivan.

Andrew-That’s good. Now I want to see you try it again.

Justin and Ivan get into position again and Justin’s 2nd attempt of a rack attack looks much better than the first time.

Andrew-Good job!

Dying Breed and Hitamashii continue working with Justin as the scene fades to black.

Later that night, Justin is seen at the Devil’s Kitchen for dinner, but turns to the camera with an evil look in his eyes to call out his opponents, first his male counterpart in LJ Kasey.

Justin-”LJ, we all know how talented you are. You have beaten me in the past, and we both have lost to Liam Davis. I know that I am fully capable of getting a victory over you, and that is exactly what I am going to do.  It doesn’t matter if I beat you, or Song pins Alexandra, but you two will fail to get this win.  I am going to do everything in my power to punish you, inflicting as much pain and agony in front of, quite frankly, your very unattractive girlfriend! There will be nothing you can do to stop me from brutality assaulting you in this match.  Alexandra will be nursing you back to health by the time all is said and done, if she’s lucky. I have a whole lot of weight on my shoulders and there’s a demon inside my head ever since we faced, and I will release my inner Mr Hyde upon you like no one has seen. They have seen more the Dr. Jekyll side of me!”

Justin then orders a bone in Kansas City strip steak with Boursin mashed potatoes and asparagus for dinner with the Devil’s Kitchen reserve white wine to wash it down as he turns his attention to Alexandra Calaway.

Justin-”Alexandra, you are certainly talented, but no match for Song. I’ve seen her work, and I am glad she’s my partner, because she is dangerous. She’s my type of wrestler, one who leaves everything in the ring, and doesn’t hold back. She’s going to dish out punishment like you have never felt before, and maybe Song will make that ugly face of yours less ugly! Nonetheless, be prepared for lots and lots of pain!  Song knows no fear!”

Justin’s food arrives. He starts to eat it and then turns his attention back to both LJ and Alexandra as he continues to eat, pausing to speak between bites.

Justin-”LJ, Alexandra-be prepared for the worst night in your professional careers when Song and I dominate you to the point that you guys won’t know what to do with yourselves.  Song and I will do everything to make your lives a living hell, mark my words.  We will haunt your dreams, and make your nightmares seem like dreams by comparison!  You will be in hell inside that ring, as I am coming to avenge my defeat by LJ’s hands!”

Justin then orders the Bananas Foster for desert as he hums his theme song “Madness” by Liliac as the scene fades to black.

The scene opens up with Justin Smith standing in outside the Garden of the Gods in Colorado Springs, Colorado to enjoy the park. Before he looks around, he decides to call his friend and former trainer Casey Williams

Justin-Hey Casey, looks like I am in a Pin the Jackass gauntlet match, whatever that means, for the Roulette championship, against reigning champion Logan Hunter, “Bulldog” Bill Barnhart and some random entrant. What do you think my chances are?

Casey-I think you have as much a chance in that style match as anyone else, as it’s a matter of who can do what it takes to “pin the jackass”!

Justin-I am not too sure, as I haven’t had much luck against Bill, and lost to Logan in his debut match, and have no idea who this mystery entrant is.

Casey-I know, and I should expect you to be confident in yourself despite your record.

Justin-Yeah, and I will do my best to win the match, regardless of what needs to be done.

Casey-I’ll send Dying Breed and Hitamashii to train with you.

Justin nods and waves off the cameraman, asking him to leave so Justin can continue his conversation as the scene fades to black.

The next day, Justin is seen at his hotel room, getting ready to go to the gym to meet up with Dying Breed and Hitamashii. He arrives at the gym to see Dying Breed members Andrew Garcia and Ivan Darrell already there sparring with each other and Hitamashii.

Andrew-You’re late!

Justin-Sorry, got lost and stuck in traffic.

Ivan-Let’s work on some different techniques.

Justin-Let’s do this!!![/b]

Andrew-At least your skill set can hopefully shine in this “Pin the Jackass” match!

Justin-How so?

Ivan-You are known for your power and speed, right?

Justin-Yes.

Andrew-Let us see how we can use that to your advantage in this match, given some of the guys are more agile than you.  Let’s see you do a frog splash.

Both Justin and Ivan get into position and Justin attempts the frog splash onto Ivan.

Andrew-That’s good. Now I want to see you try it again.

Justin and Ivan get into position again and Justin hits the frog splash with more ease than the first time.

Andrew-Good job!

Dying Breed and Hitamashii continue working with Justin as the scene fades to black.

Later that night, Justin is seen at the Street Car 520 for dinner, but turns to the camera with an evil look in his eyes to call out his opponents in Logan Hunter, “Bulldog” Bill Barnhart and the mystery opponent.

Justin- Logan, you know what would be awesome and the best way for me to avenge my loss from your debut match? Defeating you and taking that Roulette championship from you.  You can disregard me all you like, but I am going to cause the upset of the century when I am victorious in this match and become the true Roulette Champion.  There is nothing you can say that hasn’t already been said, and I am not afraid of you, and since I have already faced you before, I know what is coming, so I can prepare for anything from you.  Why do you think I am adding more moves to my move set? To keep everybody guessing, as they won’t know what to expect from me.

Justin smiles as he orders the Sticky Bear as his drink, which has Barenjager honey whiskey, lemon, ginger beer and a blueberry simple syrup as he turns to call out “Bulldog” Bill Barnhart next.

Justin-Bill, we meet again.  I know what you’re capable of more than everyone else in this match, as I have faced you before, and like I said to Logan, I know you better than you know yourself, and am not afraid of what you can do.  I can read you like a book and am willing to got do whatever it takes to become roulette champion.  I don’t think you’re ready to regain the roulette champion. You are a shell of the man you once were, especially from the stories that Casey Williams used to tell when I was training with him. I lost respect for you after facing you because you were not the man he made you up to be.

Justin cackles and then he orders the seared tenderloin, which comes with creamy potatoes, squash and zucchini, a compound butter and Demi glace for his entree. He turns his attention now to the mystery opponent in the match.

Justin-Mystery entrant, you may be the biggest threat in this match, or you could be someone like The Troll, and then it becomes a much easier match for everyone else involved.  I am not going to speculate who you are, but I am going to do whatever it takes to win the Roulette championship, and there is nothing nobody can do about it. I know that either you will be a big threat in this match, or the weakest link. There is no middle ground.  When all is said and done, I hope to be the one who runs the gauntlet and comes out the other side the new Roulette Champion, despite all odds. Everyone looks at me as the weakest link in this match, and I will do everything in my power to prove them wrong, and what better way than win this match and claim my first title.

The scene fades to black with Justin hums his theme song “Madness” after ordering the caramel churros for dessert and enjoys the rest of his night in Colorado Springs.

The scene opens up with Justin Smith standing in outside Disneyland Paris in Paris, France to enjoy the theme park. Before he buys his ticket, he decides to call his friend and former trainer Casey

Justin-Hey Casey, looks like I am in the King for a Day Ladder Match against Artie, Connor Murphy, Kris Ryan, “Bulldog” Bill Barnhart and Guy with a Cape. What do you think my chances are?

Casey-I think you have as much a chance in that style match as anyone else, as it’s a matter of who can climb the ladder to retrieve the briefcase!

Justin-I am aware, I’m not worried though, I am going to do whatever it takes to win.

Casey-I know, and I should expect you to be confident in yourself despite your record.

Justin-Yeah, and I will do my best to climb the ladder and get the briefcase.

Casey-I’ll send Dying Breed and Hitamashii to train with you.

Justin nods and waves off the cameraman, asking him to leave so Justin can continue his conversation as the scene fades to black.

The next day, Justin is seen at his hotel room, getting ready to go to the gym to meet up with Dying Breed and Hitamashii. He arrives at the gym to see Dying Breed members Andrew Garcia and Ivan Darrell already there sparring with each other and Hitamashii.

Andrew-You’re late!

Justin-Sorry, got lost and stuck in traffic.

Ivan-Let’s work on some agility based techniques.

Justin-Let’s do this!!![/b]

Andrew-At least your skill set can truly shine in a ladder match!

Justin-How so?

Ivan-You are known for your power and speed, right?

Justin-Yes.

Andrew-Let us see how we can use that to your advantage in this match, given majority of the guys are more agile than you.  Let’s see you do a corkscrew senton bomb.

Both Justin and Ivan get into position and Justin attempts the corkscrew senton bomb.

Andrew-That’s good. Now I want to see you try it again.

Justin and Ivan get into position and Justin hits the corkscrew senton bomb with more ease than the first time.

Andrew-Good job!

Dying Breed and Hitamashii continue working with Justin as the scene fades to black.

Later that night, Justin is seen at Le Colimacion for dinner, but turns to the camera with an evil look in his eyes to call out his opponents in Artie, Connor Murphy, Kris Ryan, “Bulldog” Bill Barnhart and Guy with a Cape.

Justin-Gentlemen, I know you’re a lot like me inside the ring, very intense, and very no nonsense. This is going to be a very intense matchup and that anything goes.  That is right up my alley.  I will show you guys that I am tougher than you think, and am willing to go the extra mile to get this victory. I will prove everybody that I am not a loser and when I win the King for a Day ladder match, I will be standing tall over you all, and prove to the world that even people with limited success inside the ring can still be successful and surprise everybody.  You all may underestimate me, but I have put in the work just as you all have, and will do whatever it takes to achieve that briefcase, through hell or high water.  I will not let anybody stop me from winning this match and get what I want.  You all can talk about me being less than successful all you want, but when I defeat you all, how would that make you look?  I will make you all eat crow and there is nothing you can say or do that will prevent me from success.

The scene fades to black with Justin hums his theme song “Madness” after he orders the Angus Ribeye and enjoys the culture of Paris.

The scene opens up with Justin Smith standing in outside the KV-Park við Frostaskjól in Reykjavík, Iceland to watch some football, more commonly known in America as soccer. He stops before going to ask for tickets for the KV game to call his friend and former trainer Casey Williams.

Justin-Hey Casey, looks like my opponent for the first round of the Blast From the Past Tournament is a returning Travis Levitt. What do you think my chances are?

Casey-Travis is not a bad wrestler, but he is coming off from time away from SCW, and I dunno what kind of ring rust he may have. I don’t wanna say you have no shot in beating him, but there is a chance you can win if he has ring rust!

Justin-I am aware, I’m not worried though, I am going to do whatever it takes to win.

Casey-I know, and I should expect you to be confident in yourself despite your record.

Justin-Yeah, and I will do my best to advance to the next round of the tournament.

Casey-I’ll send Dying Breed to train with you.

Justin-What, no Hitamashii?

Casey-Since he is in the tournament this year too, and can face you any time should you both advance, I don’t want you guys training together right now.

Justin nods and waves off the cameraman, asking him to leave so Justin can continue his conversation as the scene fades to black.

The next day, Justin is seen at his hotel room, getting ready to go to the gym to meet up with Dying Breed. He arrives at the gym to see Dying Breed members Andrew Garcia and Ivan Darrell already there sparring with each other.

Andrew-You’re late!

Justin-Sorry, got lost and stuck in traffic.

Ivan-Let’s work on some mat based techniques.

Justin-I’m not a technical type wrestler! I’m a brawler!!![/b]

Andrew-I know, but in order to catch Travis off guard, we want to broaden your skills a little bit, because he’ll be expecting the brawling from you!

Justin-Good point!

Justin climbs into the ring and Ivan then walks over in front of Justin once he gets to the middle of the ring.

Ivan-Now hit me with a German suplex!

Justin hits Ivan with a German suplex and looks confident with himself.

Andrew-Good, good! Only thing I would suggest is when you go to hit it, have your legs spread out a little more, so you have a little bit better fluid movement. Try it again.

Both Justin and Ivan get into position and Justin does it again, taking Andrew’s advice. Justin looks more confident after the 2nd suplex.

Andrew-That’s more like it. Now I want to see a belly to belly suplex. Keep your legs spread like you did with the German suplex.

Justin and Ivan get into position and Justin hits a belly to belly suplex with ease.

Andrew-Good job!

Dying Breed continue working with Justin as the scene fades to black.

Later that night, Justin is seen at a local street cart to get some smoked lamb, but turns to the camera with an evil look in his eyes to call out his opponent Travis Levitt.

Justin-Travis, I know you’re a lot like me inside the ring, very intense, and very no nonsense. I also know you haven’t been seen here in SCW in a while, and that may come to bite you in the butt.  Just know that I am prepared for anything you have to throw my way.  I think we may throw a banger of a match and surprise a lot of people.  I look forward to dominating you in ways nobody would have expected.  You should be prepared for a loss by me, and then you can go back to whatever hole you crawled out of while I advance to the second round of the Blast From the Past Tournament and one step closer to that title opportunity.  There is nothing I will not do to achieve success here in SCW and I will not let you stop me from achieving my goals.

The scene fades to black with Justin hums his theme song “Madness” as he gets his smoked lamb and enjoys it while sightseeing.

The scene opens up with Justin Smith standing in outside the Frontwave Arena in San Diego, home of the San Jose Clippers and site of Climax Control. He stops before going to ask for tickets for the San Jose Clippers game to call his friend and former trainer Casey Williams.

Justin-Hey Casey, looks like I’m in a match against the returning Senior Vinnie. What do you think my chances are?

Casey-He is more experienced and has a different skill set than you. You’re not a bad wrestler, but he is better. You need to do whatever it takes to win, by any means necessary!

Justin-I know, I’m not worried though, I can shock some people with an upset victory, much like I did at Inception VII when I beat Bill Barnhart, who nobody, including you, thought I could do.

Casey-I know, and I shouldn’t have doubted you, but can you blame me, you were on a 17 match losing streak going into that match.

Justin-Yet I proved everybody wrong, did I not?  I will do whatever it takes to keep this momentum going.

Casey-I’ll send Dying Breed and Hitamashii to train with you.

Justin waves off the cameraman, asking him to leave so Justin can continue his conversation as the scene fades to black.

The next day, Justin is seen at his hotel room, getting ready to go to the gym to get a workout in, but turns to call out his opponent Senor Vinnie.

Justin-Vinnie, you come off a year long hiatus from wrestling and you will no doubt have a lot of ring rust.  You may think I am an easy target for you with my less than stellar record, but know I am willing to put up a fight and I did just beat your buddy Bill Barnhart just 2 weeks ago at Inception VII.  I look forward to destroying you just like I demolished Bill.  Beating him was the most fun I have had inside the ring since I debuted in SCW and beating you will be even better, knowing I will have won 2 in a row and hopefully get closer towards a title.  You will be nothing but a stepping stone in my trajectory towards the top of SCW.  I proved to the world at Inception VII that I am not the joke people think I am when I defeated Bill Barnhart. You will be my next victim when I defeat your sorry ass.

The scene fades to black with Justin hums his theme song “Madness” as he leaves the hotel room to go to the gym.