Inside the mansion of James Huntington-Hawkes III in Beverly Hills, California, James is seen pacing up and down in a luxurious looking room. Velvet red sofas and a seventy inch television is seen in the room. James continues to pace until Simpson walks in the room.
JHHIII: So? What's the good word? Am I on the show?
Simpson: Yes sir, I have just got off the phone with Christian Underwood and he has agreed to put you on the show next week.
James smiles, jumping up and down on the spot, excitedly, pumping his first in the air.
Simpson: They are sending over a video crew shortly to film a promo for the show, for you to talk about your opponents. They have a camera crew in the area for you to speak to
JHHIII: Opponents Simpson?
Simpson: Yes sir, you are facing three other opponents.
James rubs his brow as he looks at the much larger Simpson.
JHHIII: Is it Nick Jones, Rage and Spike Staggs? I'm good enough to beat those guys and become champion!
Simpson: Not exactly Master James.
JHHIII: Ummmm, Jordan Williams, Blade Alexander and Casey Williams? Cause beating those guys will put me at the top to face and defeat Nick Jones
Simpson: Not entirely
JHHIII: Than who?
Simpson: Vaughn Andrews
James looks completely blank
Simpson: Goldenboy Gene Banton Jr.
James continues to look blank
Simpson: And Hope Heelcum
James's expression changes to disgust.
JHHIII: Not it, erm her, ummmm, him again and who are these other guys and why am I facing these idiots? It's pointless, I should be fighting better fighters, not these guy. I should be fighting for titles, not fighting for no reason!
Simpson: The winner of this mascarade brawl will get a shot at the Roulette championship at High Stakes II. Sir, you have the opportunity to step forward and become a champion in a few short weeks.
James smiles and nods confidently
JHHIII: I will be champion, I should be champion, a better champion than a roulette champion, but it will do for a start.
Simpson: Yes sir, you are two steps away from facing the roulette champion.
James stops and scratches his head
JHHIII: You said mascarade?
Simpson: Yes sir
JHHIII: As in costumes and stupid masks
Simpson: Indeed sir
James face turns red as he stomps his feet on the ground
JHHIII: You mean I have to wrestle in a stupid contest against a bunch of nobodies, wearing some stupid costume, with a mask? What the hell are they playing at Simpson? They're making a mockery of wrestling, they're making a mockery of me!
James stomps on the ground again
Simpson: They're also adding a Halloween theme to this battle royal match.
JHHIII: So having a battle royal with costumes isn't enough for them? Pure stupidness Simpson! Once again, SCW doesn't take me seriously and put me in a ring with a bunch of half wits.
Simpson: But sir
JHHIII: No sir Simpson. These people need to learn that I am better than all of them. While everyone else was running around going to parties and leaving me in these stupid Asian countries to do this meet the fans junk, I was training. I was working hard while they were all getting drunk and doing drugs, I was fighting to be better and I am better than the people I was around in the past, but this, this is a joke.
Simpson: We all need to start somewhere
JHHIII: I've been signed this company for ages, but they haven't been bothered to use me! They suck Simpson, they suck hairy balls!
Simpson: Indeed they may sir, but this is your time to show what you've learned, what you can do. You see Master James, If you win this match
James shakes his head, waving his finger in Simpsons face.
JHHIII: When I win this match
Simpson: My apologies sir, when you win this match, they have to give you television time to face the champion. If you win that
JHHIII: When I win that
Simpson: When you win that, they will have to put you on television to defend that title.
JHHIII: I want better than that
Simpson: And indeed you will, but think of it like this sir. When you win that title, you will be on television and you could break the record for being the longest ever SCW Roulette champion of all time.
James rests his hand under his chin, his finger on his cheek as if he's thinking about something
JHHIII: I will be the longest reigning champion cause none of these people can beat me, I'm too good for everyone in SCW, including that scary make up wearing champion. I can defeat them all. I can be the biggest star SCW has ever seen.
Simpson: Indeed sir, you can be the one who makes this other superstars take notice of.
James smiles and nods at Simpson
JHHIII: I will do that! I can do that!
A knock at the door is heard
Simpson: Excuse me sir
Simpson walks out of the room, leaving James to his thoughts. After a few minutes of James pacing up and down, Simpson returns with SCW reporter, Pussy Willow.
PW: Hi James, how are you?
James stares at her chest, unable to remove his eyes for a few seconds. His mouth flies open.
Simpson: Sir!
Simpson's louder voice breaks James from his stare.
JHHIII: Sorry, I was.... thinking.
Simpson looks towards Pussy Willow
Simpson: May I offer you a drink?
PW: I'm fine thank you. I was in the area when I found out James was booked for this show, so I came by to do an interview, I hope that's ok.
James just nods as Simpson points to a chair for Pussy to sit down in, she walks over to it and takes a seat, while James sits opposite, staring across at her.
Simpson: I will leave you to it sir.
James nods and Simpson leaves the room
PW: So James, let's talk about your SCW career so far.
JHHIII: What career? Those guys at the top don't see real talent, they've held me back constantly. They've constantly booked people past it, that came from the old places instead of fresh new talent like me, fresh new people who could come through and show these bunch of grandpas just how the new guys do it.
PW: Ok, so let's talk about what you have done in SCW so far, like your affiliation with the Dream Chaserz.
James sighs
JHHIII: Do we have to? I mean DJ and Ashton were cool. I looked up to DJ and Ashton was putting me on the right track, but everyone else just seemed to want to go back to America to party, even when they had a match a few days later. Why waste the energy to go back, get drunk, when fly in like twelve hours before a match? It's why it failed, it's why there was no leadership, because no one was here to lead!
PW: Strong words
JHHIII: But truthful, and that's why I never wanna talk about them again, I never wanna remember I was part of a group SCW people laughed at, I am better than that!
PW: Well let's talk future, the upcoming match and roulette title. Do you see yourself as a legit threat to Goth?
JHHIII: That painted up clown should be scared of me. That is a stupid question. As soon as Goth hears I'm in a match which means I will face him at High Stakes II, he will probably sulk and quit the company, go running home to where ever the hell he comes from, hide under his bed and cry like a little baby. As soon as he knows I'm in this stupid match against three stupid people, he's gonna know he's on borrowed time and that title belt will be coming back here with me.
PW: It will be a tough ask to get to the match at High Stakes II as you take on three opponents. Let's start with you thoughts on Vaughn Andrews.
JHHIII: Who?
PW: Vaughn Andrews.
JHHIII: Never heard of the guy. I heard SCW signed him, but two matches and the waste of time doesn't speak. You see, this is what I mean by being treated unfairly by the guys at the top. They put this idiot on TV instead of guys like me, who should be on TV and are willing to work. This guy is a waste of salary, in fact after I beat him with utter ease, he should be let go, cast back out to where ever he came from. I have read his bio on the site, I would say he wrote the pile of crap, being in control of his own destiny, but he's not, I'm in control of his destiny and after I'm done with that waste of time, he won't have a job to come back to.
PW: Another man in the match, Goldenboy Gene Banton Jr was born in to wrestling, his father being a legend of sorts.
JHHIII: I know all about his legendary father but I don't know why he is a legend. I mean what did he really do to be remembered? Ummmm, nothing. Go in to the SCW locker room and ask people who Gene Banton is, and no one will know. No one knows what he has done in this business, some of the older guys might know him, but why should I care about a has beens son? I don't really care and no doubt if he sticks around long enough, people might look at him as a legend, but he won't be, he'll just be an old man who got beat up a lot cause he couldn't live up to daddy's expectations. Second generation people are always trying to live up to their past. They should go out and do what they want, not try and please their old man. It shows a lack of independent thought. Well in this match, Gene Jr will not be following his daddy, he'll be following that other salary thief right out of the door. You can't make a living on your daddy's name. I'm the third in a line of James Huntington-Hawkes but my daddy isn't a wrestler, I don't need a famous father to be successful, unlike my opponent. Just someone else trying to live on his family name. He'll be look looking for a new job on Monday morning.
PW: The third in the match is someone you're familiar with, Hope Heelcum.
James looks disgusted by the mention of the name.
JHHIII: I beat her, him, it not long ago, but did you see the match? That weirdo did everything to try and make me lose, did everything to try and embarrass me in the ring but still couldn't manage to beat me, because I'm the best. I beat that loser and will beat that loser again.
PW: Don't you feel Hope may be looking for some revenge?
JHHIII: No, cause Hope knows I can beat her, him, it, any time I want and I want to at Climax Control. I will do it at Climax Control and no one can stop me. Once I'm done with these three, I'm gonna go out and beat the champion, because I'm that good. I hope Goth watches this match, cause I'm so gonna be after him next.
PW: Thanks for your time James
The camera fades out as Pussy Willow stands up
