Chapter 8: Power Moves in Hollywood
By the time Quincy turned seven, he was already accustomed to the life of a young star, though behind the scenes, he was maneuvering like a seasoned strategist. The world saw him as an innocent child prodigy, but Quincy was carefully setting up the next stage of his ascent: Hollywood.
Quincy understood the influence of film from his previous life. Movies had shaped culture, shifted societal norms, and made or broke careers. If he wanted to be more than just the Prince of Pop, he had to dominate the film industry as well. His first step toward that goal was securing a pivotal role in The Sixth Sense. It was a breakout role in his previous life, and he was determined to make it his own this time.
Quincy met with his agent one afternoon, pretending to be a curious and somewhat nervous young boy eager for his next project. He maintained the façade of youthful naiveté, but in reality, he was pulling the strings.
"I think I'm ready for a bigger role," Quincy said, sitting across from his agent, Mark Davis, who was used to handling child stars. "I've been looking at scripts."
Mark smiled warmly, "You've got a lot of time, Quincy. You're already doing so much with music—why the rush? There's no pressure to dive into anything huge just yet."
Quincy, with his charm and calm composure, shrugged, "I know, but I really liked this one." He slid a script across the table. It was for The Sixth Sense. "I think this could be something special."
Mark picked up the script and flipped through it. The role was demanding for a child actor—emotional, heavy, and intense. "This… this is a big ask, Quincy. But I have to admit, it's a great story."
Quincy smiled to himself. He already knew it would be a massive success. "I want this one, Mark. Can you make it happen?"
Mark looked at Quincy thoughtfully. "I'll pull some strings, but don't get your hopes up too high. This is a long shot."
Quincy knew better than anyone that it was already a done deal. He just needed Mark to set the wheels in motion.
Within weeks, Quincy's audition for The Sixth Sense had stunned the casting directors. His emotional depth, his eerie calm in the role of a boy who could see ghosts, left them speechless. They'd never seen anything like it from a child actor. He was immediately cast, taking the role originally meant for Haley Joel Osment in his previous life.
On set, Quincy played the part of the dedicated child star, but his behaviour was deliberate. He was always early, always courteous, never causing a scene. His professionalism impressed everyone, including the director, M. Night Shyamalan. What no one knew was that Quincy had studied the director's style and the film's eventual success for years in his past life. He was already ten steps ahead of the process.
When the movie wrapped, Quincy knew it would be a critical and commercial success, launching him not just as a music star but as a serious actor. He would prove he wasn't just another singer dabbling in acting—he was here to dominate.
As The Sixth Sense made its way through post-production, Quincy returned to his music, but his mind was never far from the bigger picture. He was still laying the groundwork for his tech empire. Instagram's development was progressing faster than expected, and Quincy's investment team was already scouting talent for Atlas Music Group.
Rob Stringer, now fully immersed in leading Atlas Music Group, had brought him an opportunity that piqued his interest: a young, undiscovered British singer with a powerful voice—Adele. Quincy knew from his future memories that Adele would go on to be one of the greatest voices of her generation. He had no intention of letting her slip through his fingers.
Quincy sat across from Rob in their office. Despite his young age, he always exuded an aura of calm authority, making those around him forget that he was still a child.
"She's special, Quincy," Rob said, passing him a demo tape of the singer. "Her voice is unique, and her song writing is raw, emotional. I think she's someone we should take a chance on."
Quincy had already heard the demos in his mind long before this meeting, but he listened intently as if he was hearing Adele for the first time. After a few moments, he nodded. "Sign her. Don't waste any time."
Rob grinned. He was already accustomed to Quincy's gut instincts, which had so far proven to be uncannily accurate. "I'll get it done."
Quincy's plan was coming together. With artists like Adele under his label and his presence in the film industry growing, his empire was expanding in every direction.
When The Sixth Sense was finally released, the world couldn't stop talking about it. The film was a box-office sensation, and Quincy's performance was hailed as breath-taking. Critics praised his emotional depth, his subtlety, and his ability to convey such complex emotions at such a young age. Quincy knew this was the beginning of his rise in Hollywood.
But while the world celebrated his acting talent, Quincy was already working on his next venture. He wasn't content to simply star in films—he wanted to produce them. With his knowledge of future box-office hits, he would build a film production company under the Atlas umbrella, one that would rival the giants of the industry.
As Quincy stood on the red carpet at the premiere of The Sixth Sense, smiling for the cameras, shaking hands with Hollywood's elite, his mind was focused on the future. This was just another stepping stone, another carefully calculated move in his quest for total domination of the entertainment industry.
Back at Neverland Ranch, Quincy sat with his father, who was in awe of his son's rapid rise. Michael had always known Quincy was special, but even he hadn't expected his son to soar to these heights so quickly.
"You did an incredible job in that movie, Quincy," Michael said, his voice full of pride. "I always knew you were talented, but I didn't expect this."
Quincy smiled. "I learned from the best, Dad. But there's so much more to do."
Michael chuckled, shaking his head. "You're just like me. Never satisfied, always pushing for more."
Quincy nodded, his emerald green eyes reflecting his father's admiration. "I have big plans, Dad. I want to create something lasting—something that will change the industry forever."
Michael looked at his son, seeing the ambition and determination that mirrored his own. "You will, Quincy. I have no doubt about that."
As the sun set over Neverland, Quincy sat back, knowing that this was only the beginning. His music career was flourishing, his acting career had taken off, and his investments were growing. Now, it was time to turn his attention to the next phase—building his production company and taking control of Hollywood from behind the scenes.
The world thought they knew Quincy Presley-Jackson, the child star, the prodigy. But they had no idea what was coming next.
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