(We are opening up with a shot of the outside of the beautiful Palms hotel and casino in Las Vegas Nevada. Tourists and home natives walk the strip in amazement at the building. Lots of drunks and impersonators line the sidewalks and the street. We then cut into the hotel inside the room of Blaque hart Bruce Evans who is fresh from his shower. He's in a white shower towel covering his lower body as he wipes his face with a small white wash cloth. He walks over to the bed which has a bench by it and takes a seat. Sitting on the couch across from him is his new bodyguard Dean. Bruce picks up a bottle of water sitting by the bench and takes a quick sip. With frizzy hair and all he looks into the camera and begins to speak with a cocky smirk on his face)
BHB: Blaze of Glory.... Who came up with this title? Some high front office executive? What's this title all about? Who's going to gain glory from this show? Who's going to become as freat as the Icon himself... ME!?!
(Bruce looks over at Chase and the two exchange grins. Chase is decked out in blue jeans, and old school black and red Blaque Hart Bruce Evans shirt with black boots and his blonde hair spiked)
BHBE: Sunday the 26th of Febuary. Mark it down.. Mark it down boys for it will be the day that Blaque Hart gains a title for the first time since I left this business years ago. It will be the first time that the world gets to see me once again claim my glory. Boy oh boy it will be the day that the "Roulette" champion Lucian Frost realizes that he is nothing more than LUCKY! You see when he won that title, I know, Chase knows, the fans know, hell the whole wide world knows.... it was a fluke! It was luck! It was a bunch of bullshit! This Sunday I'm going to get into that ring, slap him around for a little while, make him my personal BITCh! When it's all over with, when it's all said and done and when the smoke clears and the cameras shut off and the fans leave the arena and the lights dim there I will be. Standing tall, standing proud as your S.C.W. Roulette Champion!!!
(Bruce looks over at bodyguard Chase whos now reasing Wrestling Illustrated magazine. With a disgruntled look his face Bruce shouts out at Chase)
BHBE:Eh Chase pay attention man. This is the part of the interview where you get to talk. Where you get to put yourself "over"...
(Chase quickly drops the magazine on the floor and looks into the camera with a serious look on his afce, while fixing his hair)
Chase: You're right Bruce. You're absolutely right Bruce... Allow me to introduce myself. I am Chase Cox. I am the personal bodygurard of the greatest wrestler of all time Mr. Blaque hart Bruce Evans. I am the man that's going to make sure that no matter what this man is protected at all times... Its about damn time that Sin City Wrestling showed this man some respect. He's my boy, he's my former tag team partner, but above ANYTHING this man sitting across from me is a damn LEGEND! I've seen and witnessed the unfair treatment he has recieved since coming to this company. I've seen how he's been held back because the boys in the office dont want a man of his age in the spotlight as the top man around here. Well I am here to let you know that the days of holding down this Franchise player have come to an end.. It's OVER!!! No more bullshitting him with those worthless matches with even more worthless opponents! No more having him open the shows because he's no curtain jerker! No More! No More! No More! And if anyone around here has a problem with me, better yet a problem with Bruce, it's simple, COME SEE ME!!!
(Bruce walks over to Chase and takes a seat next to him on the bench. Bruce reaches under the bench and grans a bottle of wine. Chase reaches in his pocket and takes out a bottle opener, and pops open the wine. He then walks over to the counter bar and grabs two glasses. Walking back to the bench and taking a seat he hands Bruce one of the the glasses. He pours them both some wine in their glasses as they toast and swallow whole)
BHBE: That's right baby! Lucian Frost may have that title right now, but come Sunday it's coming home where it belongs. I'm winning that title and when I do I'm taking it home to Canada. Where it should've been in the first place. Ay Lucian... how does it feel? How does it feel to be able to write home to your parents and let them know that you're finally going to be able to be somebody? Somebody who got to step in the ring and go one on one with an ICON, a FRANCHISE? Does it feel good? Are you excited? Are you wetting yourself as we speak? haha. The Roulette title is something I wouldn't normally go after to be honest with you. But it's what this company is all about. They're about holding me back. So they want me to go for anything other than the World title, but don't worry, that day will be here sooner than you all think. You see what I'm doing is I am playing the way the boys in the office want me to. I am doing them a favor. I am working matches with all these no names. All these punks trying to climb the ladder. I am putting these clowns over, to please the boys in the office.In the end I'll get my reward, my prize for being such a generous guy, the SCW WORLD CHAMPIONSHIP! Ay Chase, pour me another shot!
(Bruce holds him glass towards Chase, who pours him another glass of wine, then pouring himself another glass, the two toast again)
(BHBE: At Blaze of Glory the world is going to get to see that all the oooohs and awwws where about when I took this industry and made it what it is today. When I took this industry and make it the highest money making industry of it's time. I'm no flake. I'm not a come by night and be gone in the moring type of a guy. I'm a come and never EVER leave! Yea, I may be older then alot of the boys on the roster, but I'm still hands down the most talended son of a bitch this company has around, and thats no lie! I am Blaque Hart Bruce Evans, soon to be S.C.W. Roulette Champion, and after that S.C.W. World Champion. So you can keep trying to throw me these curve balls. keep giving me these jokes as oppponents. It's all fine and dandy with me. I should warn you though... The mroe opponents you send me, the less of a roster you're going to be left with. Any and everyone you put me in that ring with from now on, my main and my only goal is to hurt them. To rid them of their mysery. So I'm telling you now, and I'm talking to the front office. Be careful, be wise, be very wise of your decision making boys because I'm in it for myself, in it to win it and nothing less... Lucian, I don't care for you, and I don't care about you. But I'm telling you right now that this company doesn't give a shit about you. They want you to be the Roulette Champion because they know you're a sick son of a bitch. You don't care about your health. You don't care about your walefare! You're making a mistake. You're doing it for the boys in the office, to make money, and for the assholes in the crowd! From experience I'm going to tell you. Give it up now. Don't do it for that crap. Do it because you love this business. To hell with the fans and dammit to hell with the front office because in the end Mr. Frost, when you have nothing left to offer, they're just going to screw you over!
(Bruce sits his glass down beneath him. He then looks at Chase and the two just start laughing, for no reason. Chase picks up the bottle of wine and chugs it all down straight from the bottle)
Chase:Bottom line is this. I'm here now. I'm not going anywhere and neither is Bruce. Anyone got a problem with that then you're going to have to deal with and go through me before you even get the chance to see Bruce. It seems you people have forgotten who this man is. What he has done for this business. How this man has made this business what it is today. Back with this business was at it's lowest how this man came in and turned it around and upside down and made it worth while. Sunday Night, at Blaze of Glory I got this man's back. Because he's my boy, he's my friend, and now he's my employer. He bought me back when everyone else had given up on me. When I had no where to go, no one to turn to he accepted me back into his life. So to fail him, or to betray him is not even up for discussion. By all means, I GUARANTEE that this man, Mr. Bruce Evans from this day foward will get whatever he wants, and when he wants and at Blaze of Glory this Sunday, he wants, and will get the SIN CITY WRESTLING Roulette title!!!
(Chase looks over at Bruce and the two pound fists. Chase continues to chug the remainder of the wine from the bottle)
BHBE: Now go get my clothes!!!
(Chase quickly jumps up and heads to the closet to pick out Evan's clothes for the day. As we fade to black Bruce and Chase talk amongst themselves)
