[FONT=Comic Sans MS, cursive]Scene opens with James Kash being helped into his locker room by the referee from his match and a trainer after his Main Event Match against Nic Stone. Kash tells the ref and trainer he is fine and ask them to leave the room. They walk out as James Kash holds his head down muttering to himself before looking up into the camera. He opens his mouth like he is about to speak, but than gets to his feet and throws the camera to the ground. The camera is still rolling as you can hear James Kash throwing things around in his locker room punching and kicking things and yelling out in vulgarity. The scene than fades to black.[/FONT]
[FONT=Comic Sans MS, cursive]A camera powers on to an all white room with nothing on the walls or floor. The room looks like a perfect square block with a with chair in the room that blends it with it's surroundings unless your looking at it in just the right way. A man wearing an all white suit down to the all white dress shoes walks into the room and takes a seat in the chair before looking into the camera to reveal himself as James Kash.[/FONT]
“ [FONT=Comic Sans MS, cursive]There is no need of an introduction as many of you already know my name and others that don't know me, still know my name. I have had a great career here in the IWF and many of my accomplishments do fall at the hands of the one RJC Cool. I did crack him in the skull with a steel chair to give him the win and the number one contendership to the IWF International Championship at that point in time. I cost myself that match to align myself with two men to create the most dominant and hated faction of all time. The Mobb sky rocketed your truly to the top of the game. I didn't have to wait for anything I took it by force and if anybody got in my way I sent them to the sidelines with no worries about them feeding their family's or feeding themselves. You see that was the old me that would do whatever it took to win the match and to hold onto something because I felt that I needed it at that time. You see that was the old me, that was a man that everybody hated and that was a man that nobody respected. When things went under in the IWF I was on top once again and I attacked a family member of another superstar, just to get him out of retirement and back into the ring with myself. I seduced his young sister and than I slammed her head against a wall to just get what I wanted. What did it get me in the end I'll tell you what it got me, not a damn thing. I didn't walk away the winner of that match, instead I walked away the loser with a new perspective on life.â€[/FONT]
[FONT=Comic Sans MS, cursive]James Kash drops his head and takes a deep breath before lifting it back into the view of the camera.[/FONT]
“ [FONT=Comic Sans MS, cursive]My new perspective on life lead me to sell the IWF to a one Curtis Hall who created the IWE. I was offered a contract and took that chance to take my new perspective and do something useful with it. So after a few short weeks of aligning myself with Sunni Rayne I was on a hot streak. Than one night I saw an old enemy in the ring getting beat down by the likes of the United Envies. You all know what happened that night and for those who don't just wait a second I'll going to tell you. That is the night that James Kash charged down the ring with a steel chair in hand and instead of attacking an old enemy I attacked his attackers and cleared the ring. I saved an old enemy of mine from a beat down and I did it for a purpose. That night James Kash and RJC Cool buried the hatchet and became friends. Not only did we become friends, but we became tag team partners. We fought for our shot at the IWE World Tag Team Championship and we won them fair and square right off the bat. There we were standing in the middle of the ring as one unit instead of two enemy's trying to rip the others head off its body. That night James Kash was reborn as a man that respected his opponent and deemed to be the best and being the best the right way and the fair way, by busting my ass and winning matches. No longer did I need to get the cheap shot in, or attack my opponent with a chair, or get a squad of goons to kick my opponents teeth in. I was a changed man and I had a new best friend and my trainer to keep me company, but than the IWE went under and it was sold back to the IWF.â€[/FONT]
[FONT=Comic Sans MS, cursive]James Kash runs his hands through is hair and adjust his suit before looking back into the camera once again.[/FONT]
“ [FONT=Comic Sans MS, cursive]You see as soon as I signed my IWF Contract I immediately went to work on RJC Cool's prior contract. I put my staff of highly paid lawyers to work and they found a loop whole and RJC Cool was signed to the IWF. I called my friend up and gave him the good news even paying for his very own first class flight to the next show and renting him a limo to the show. Everything was taken care of and all I was waiting for was my friend to make his return to the IWF, where we could have taken over the right way, with the both of us at the top of the company. However, that wasn't the case as Rocco made his return to the IWF and turned on me in the middle of the ring. Than after the match he proceeded to beat on me further by driving me down to the mat unconscious with his very own deadly version of the Osaka Street Cutter. Than to spit on my name and dignity he stood over my prone body with his hands held high above his head. The questions were streaming through my head like wildfire. Why did your friend turn his back on you after all you've done for him? I tried my best to make amends for what happened on earlier in our career's. I was a young hungry punk and I was doing whatever it took to be on top instead of earning it. You see Rocco told me that everything was in the past and we were working for the future. Had I truly known that everything was indeed in the past I would have worked harder than I did. I would have done whatever it took to prove I was a changed man. Rocco you said that the James Kash that tended to Sunni Rayne on the outside was not the James Kash you knew. That tells me that you had this set up from the very start. You never had any intention of burying the hatchet, what you were indeed doing was just setting me up. Feeding me bullshit after bullshit and pulling me along like a puppet and you were the puppet master. You see the only problem I have with that is I know the real Rocco is still in there somewhere and I'm going to do whatever it takes to get it out of you. If you want a fight my friend than that's what you'll get. This won't be no ordinary fight though, I'll do whatever it takes to bring you to the light. I'll do whatever it takes to prove to you that I am a changed man. I wasn't looking to fight a friend, but i'll fight the good fight if it means getting my friend back in the end. If you want to see the old James Kash so much, how about I bring a little bit of that old James Kash back to fight you in this match and show you the light. You know what color is pure Rocco. You see I'm in a pure room, in a pure suit, and after Inception you'll be standing here with me, and we'll go on to become the IWF World Tag Team Champions just like before. Just you wait and see. Until we meet at Inception you keep yourself out of harm's way and I'll meet you in the middle of that ring.â€[/FONT]
[FONT=Comic Sans MS, cursive]Scene ends with James Kash walking out of the room into the bright white abyss.[/FONT]