(The scene opens inside the Riverside Hotel in Laughlin, Nevada. The camera pans around the hotel showing the many tourists and employees and random people just walking around doing whatever they're doing. As a few seconds pass by we are then taken to the hotel room of Blaque Hart Bruce Evans. He's in his suite with his bodyguard Chase Coxx. The camera pans around the room to show all the luxuries of the room before zooming in on Bruce. He's wearing black jeans, an SCW shirt with the logo crossed out, and black boots with his hair tied back in a ponytail. Chase is wearing red basketball shorts, black Jordan sandles, and a black Blaque Hart shirt with his hair spiked as normal. As we zoom in even closer we pick up on their conversation)
BHBE: Tommy F'n Staggs! Who in the hell is that?
(The two laugh)
Chase: I don't know, I think he's a wrestler.... But knowing how this company operates he's probably one of the bosses kids they're trying to give a break to...
(Bruce picks up a bottle of water and takes a sip from it, still laughing)
BHBE: I wouldn't be surprised. Ya know how they do things around here Chase. Being that I am Canadian they find it funny or somehow cool to screw with me all the time. I mean come on, look at the list of people they have me involved with. Nobodies, people whose name I don't even know. Guys that couldn't even ties my damn shoes. Its pretty obvious this company is racist.... against Canadians...
(Bruce pauses, taking another drink of water)
BHBE: So that idea you had Chase.... I think it's absolutely brilliant. We boycott this promotion, we get as many wrestlers as we can to sign my potition, and if they refuse to give in to my demands... This place will simply fold. I mean because come on, without Bruce Evans around here, there is no Sin City Wrestling...
(The camera zooms in on the big screen tv across from the two showing some Bruce matches from the past and recent
Chase: Dude, you are like the ULTIMATE! You are an ICON! A LEGEND! A ONE OF A KIND! ONCE IN A LIFETIME! Who the hell do these people think they're jerking around!?! When you Called me and asked me to come watch your back you know I was going to do it. You know I'd be down. I mean, I'm always here for you dude. Anything you need I'm going to make sure you get it. If you need to pt a hit on someone, I'm there. If you need me to end someone's career, I'm there. Aye bruh I got ya back, damn well guaranteed!!!
(Bruce has a look of pride on his face as the two men shake hands and hug while continuing to watch Evans' video)
BHBE: Ya know Chase, this week at Climax Control. They got me going up against Tommy Staggs. Who the hell is that?
Chase: I don't know, I thought he was the guy that usually hand washes all the other wrestlers jock straps after their matches!
(Bruce lets out a chuckle)
BHBE: I don't know who he is. Where he came from, or what his intentions are. Ill tell you this though. If he thinks he's going to be a tack in my feet on my way to gaining that world title, he's definitely got another thing coming. Hey Tommy! Allow me to introduce myself. I'm sure you already know who the hell I am. I'm sure you watch all my matches wishing you could be even half the man I am. Half the Icon and Legend I am. I'm sure you sit there watching my matches wishing that someday you could be the star that I am, but No! Not on my watch punk! You're no where near the calibur athlete I have been, I am, and will continue to be. You're just some punk that this company hired to waste time in between the big matches! You're a curtain jerker! A time passer! A down right waste of time! Sunday night at Climax Control you little son of a bitch, you want fame!?! Fine, I'll help you out. The thing you'll be famous for is the punk kid who got his ass handed to him by the greatest performer in this damn industry. Blaque Hart Bruce Evans! Remember that name boy, because it's going to hunt you for the rest of your sad pathetic little life!
(Bruce lets out a deep breath, Chase sits across from him in amazement)
BHBE: Sin City Wrestling. We're working on my terms now! No more messing me with me. No more treating me like shit! I am back and trust me when I say I am BETTER THAN EVER! I am in the best shape of my life! I got my best friend from my childhood watching my back! And I refuse to be your little bitch anymore. I warned you this day would come. I told you that if you continued to pass me up as if I'm some jobber that I'd get you. No more working matches with those lame ass no talent sons of bitches you got running around here. I am an ICON dammit, and I will forver say that because it is the truth! I will no loner give in to your requests or demands. Here on out it's my way or no way at all. You see, I run this company now. I will begin and continue to get things my way. If not, there will be no Sin City Wrestling. You clearly don't understand the power, the influence I have on that locker room. How each and EVERY one of those boys look up to me. How they admire me. How they dream to grow up and be just like me. So the bottom line is this, you screw with me, I screw with you, and you're out of business punks!!!
(Chase hands Bruce a clipboard which has several papers attached to it)
BHBE: This right here boys, this right here is my official petition to boycott this company if my demands are not met. I've been telling you for the longest how un-satisfied I am and it fell on death ears. So now, now I'm going to do something about it. Sure, I'll work your little match you got me in Sunday aginst Staggs. But other than that, I will be backstage, in the locker room, getting all the boys to sign to boycott the bullshit that goes on around here. So to the front office, I'm giving you a heads up. Get shit right, or me, and EVERYONE else in the back, simply because they love, respect, and admire me, we're walking!!!
(A knock at the door cuts Bruce off. Chase gets up and walks over to the door. On the other side of the door is Old Skool. Bruce stands up as well as Chase and Skool converse. Old Skool is wearing black jeans, black muscle shirt, and bacl boots. He has this very serious look on his face)
Old Skool: I need to talk to talk to Bruce!
(As the scene fades, Chase lets Old Skool in. He walks over to Bruce, and they shake hands)
......to be contiued at CLIMAX CONTROL
