AC James sits at the big oak desk in his office, back-home in Toronto, Canada.
In front of him in a monitor, in his hand a mouse. He randomly clicks-away at objects on his screen, then lets out a sigh as he looks to the camera, positioned on his right.

"So many hopes and dreams are the motivations of us all." James begins, "We want to the best we can be, we want to achieve, we want to earn money and we want to live life the way we see fit. We all have these ideas of what we want, and we hope to see them come to life, to be real. In wrestling, it's all about winning, about doing and being the best we can be.......and to hold championship gold."

"Bryan deas and Maniac, the self-professed 'Hardcore Icons' have hopes and dreams, both individually and as a team." James continues, "But it's their goals as a team that concern me right now. None of the other. They have their eyes on the prize both Eddie and I hold, the HWA Tag-Team Titles, and no-doubt they'd do anything to get their hands on our gold. But here's the thing: it's OUR gold, and that's the way it's staying. FACT. You two can say, do and dream all you want, but fact is.......you're not walking out of Road to Ruin with OUR belts. We will retain them, no-matter the means or method. Whether we have to lie, cheat or steal the victory, both Eddie and I will be walking out of Road to Ruin and onto my home-turf over in Australia as the Tag-Team Champions."

"SO train." James says, "Eat your vitamins, say your prayers and hope-against-hope, because it's the only hope you have. But when our match is over, your time WILL be up, and the belts we hold.......will still be in our possession. Not because we say so, and not because all the rules go our way, but because we're champions. NOT just tag-team champions, but the sheer EPITOME of the term 'champions'. We are the judge, jury and executioner.......and greater than you two could ever, EVER, hope to be."

"So come to Road to Ruin........and watch as your hopes and dreams are dashed at our hands. Quote....unquote....." James says, flashes a smirk, then leans-back in his chair.

Shot fades-out.