Simone: Not a very exciting entrance for Evans.

Adams: Blaque Hart is a legend. He doesn’t need to show off on the way to the ring. He’ll show off inside of it.

Justin: And his opponent, from Venice Beach, California, “Wrestling’s Bad Boy” Matt Barnes!

The lights dim as "Shook Ones pt 2" by Mobb Deep beings to blare through the arena. That can only mean one thing as most of the crowd begins to boo the man about to make his appearance. Signs filled with hate are littered throughout the arena for him. As the music picks up, the one and only "Wrestling's Bad Boy" Matt Barnes makes his way out from behind the curtain. In his wrestling attire and black glasses, Matt stops at the top and smirks at the booming noise from the crowd. He relishes all the sounds of disgust being thrown at his direction. After a few moments he begins his walk to the ring. He engages in some verbal confrontations with a few brave souls on the guard rails. After taking all the time he wants. He hops onto the apron and walks over to one of the turnbuckles. He climbs up to the second rope and takes one last stare into the crowd. As the music begins to die he jumps over the top rope and readies for the match.

Simone: Matt Barnes sure took his time getting to the ring.

Adams: He’s the Bad Boy. He can take as long as he wants.

Simone: If he doesn’t start winning matches consistently, he’s going to go from being the bad boy to being the bag boy.

Evans doesn’t wait for the bell to ring as he attacks Barnes from behind, bringing forearms down on his upper back and shoulders.

DING! DING! DING!

VS
SINGLES MATCH

Barnes, trying to get away from Evans, finds himself backed into the corner. Evans continues to relentlessly hit Barnes with forearms and elbows.

Simone: Bruce Evans has been around for a while. He knows how to take an advantage and keep it.

Referee Drew Patton eventually shoves his way between the two men and forces Evans to back away from Barnes. Barnes explodes out of the corner and goes airborne over the referee to connect to Evan’s head with a forearm of his own. Drew scrambles to get out of the way as Barnes and Evans go back and forth with forearms until Barnes starts to turn the table with right hands that send Evans reeling into the ropes. Barnes whips Evans across the ring into the ropes, following up with an arm drag. Barnes holds onto the arm with an armbar. Evans struggles to get to his feet, eventually succeeding, and reverses into an arm twist. Evans grabs Barnes’ hair and pulls him down to the mat while still holding his arm. Barnes hops back to his feet only to be brought down by the hair again. Barnes hops back to his feet once more, but this time, rolls through and brings Evans over with an arm drag into an armbar.

Simone: A lot of back and forth action. These men seem to be pretty evenly matched so far.

Evans struggles to get back to his feet. Once there, he reverses the armbar into another arm twist, but instead of holding it, Evans sends Barnes back a few steps with a right hand to the jaw.

Adams: Uh oh! You don’t touch Bag Boy’s face.

Simone: Did you just call him Bag Boy?

Adams: I most certainly did not!

Barnes is stunned for a moment but recovers, tackling Evans to the mat and pummeling him with hard right hands to the head. Evans is able to rolls onto the top of Barnes and starts delivering right hands of his own. The two men roll throughout the ring continuing to beat on each other until the referee forces them apart. They both quickly get to their feet.

Simone: Neither man has been able to get a definite advantage over the other. Something’s gotta give.

They lock up in the middle of the ring with Evans backing Barnes into the ropes. Evans lifts a knee into Barnes’ mid-section before hitting him with a forearm to the head. Barnes comes right back with a right hand of his own. The two men exchange punches until Evans catches Barnes off-guard with a chop to the chest. Evans delivers two more chops before sending Barnes across the ring into the ropes. Evans bends forward to lift Barnes into the air, but is instead met with a kick to his chest.

Simone: Evans with a rare mistake there. Barnes is hoping to take advantage.

Barnes hooks Evans up for a suplex. He lifts Evans, but Evans wiggles out of the suplex and reverses it into a reverse DDT. Evans pulls Barnes to his feet and hits him with a vertical suplex of his own. Evans with the cover.

1… Kick Out!

Evans pulls Barnes back up to his feet and hits him with a knife edge chop before whipping him into the ropes. Barnes ducks under a clothesline attempt and comes off of the opposite ropes with a flying forearm that leaves both men on the mat.

Adams: With a match like this so early in the show, I can’t wait to see what the rest of the night brings.

Evans is the first back to his feet while Barnes is only up to his hands and knees. Evans connects with a dropkick that sends Barnes back to the mat. Evans sets Barnes across the bottom rope and stands on his back, pulling up on the ropes for added pressure. Evans releases Barnes only after the mandatory five count from Drew Patton.

Simone: Until that point, this had been a pretty clean match.

Adams: It’s still a clean match. Nobody has been disqualified.

Evans pulls Barnes back to his feet and hits him with a forearm as he backs him into the corner. Evans whips Barnes across the ring, but Barnes reverses into a whip of his own that sends Evans chest into the turnbuckle. Evans stumbles backwards out of the corner where Barnes lifts him over with a back body drop. Both men are down in the ring.

Simone: That move took a lot out of both men.

This time, Barnes is the first one to his feet, but Evans is right after him. Barnes hits Evans with a forearm and backs him into the corner. Barnes proceeds to his Evans with a slap across his chest, following it up with an elbow before attempting to whip him across the ring. Evans reverses it, sending Barnes’ chest first into the corner. Barnes stumbles backwards. Evans comes at him from behind connecting with a bulldog that leaves Barnes sprawled on the mat. Evans looks towards the corner of the ring and decides that he’s going to go up top.

Simone: A very high risk move for Evans. He’s not much of a high flyer.

Adams: It’ll take more than what’s in Blaque Hart’s normal arsenal to beat the Bad Boy. He’s showing that he’s willing to take out all of the stops.

As soon as Evans is to the top rope, Barnes springs back to his feet and hops onto the top rope, bringing Evans back to the mat with a top rope snap suplex. Both men are laid out in the middle of the ring as referee Drew Patton starts counting them out.

1…
2…
3…
4…
5…
6… Barnes is the first up as he crawls over and makes the pin.

1…
2… Evans gets the shoulder up!

Simone: That was a close call.

Barnes pulls Evans to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Barnes uses Evans momentum and lifts him into the air, letting him fall face first to the mat. Barnes attempts another cover.

1…
2… Kick out!

Barnes locks in a rear naked choke in the center of the ring.

Simone: Evans may be in trouble with this hold.

Evans struggles to get out of the hold, somehow eventually getting to his feet. Evans connects with a couple of elbows to the mid-section of Barnes that loosens the hold. Evans runs to the ropes. Barnes runs to the opposite ropes. Both men come off with a clothesline that sends them both back to the mat.

Adams: These men have been spending a lot of time on the mat together.

The referee starts counting.

1…
2…
3…
4…
5… Barnes starts to move.
6… Evans starts to move.
7…
8…

Barnes is back to his feet first. Evans is back to his as well with his back to Barnes. Evans turns around into Barnes lifting him into position for a tombstone piledriver. Evans fights back, reversing into position for a tombstone of his own. Barnes reverses it back to the original position only to have Evans reverse it once more.

Adams: Back and forth they go. Who hits the move? Nobody knows.

Instead of dropping to his knees with a tombstone, Evans lifts Barnes up and drops him with a reverse powerbomb.

Simone: Blaque out! This is over.

Evans makes the pin.

1…
2…
3!!!

Justin: The winner of the match, Blaque Hart Bruce Evans!

Simone: These men were so evenly matched. Evans was just a little bit better on this night.

Opening back up backstage to find Hot Stuff Mark Ward and Christian Underwood deep in conversation, Odette Ryder is seen running into the scene. Skidding to a Holt in front of both of her bosses she bounces up and down on the spot throwing her arms open to take them both in for a quick hug

HS Mark Ward: Why hello Odette what do we owe this pleasure?

Backing away from their group hug Odette’s face says it all as the biggest smile in the world in plastered on it. The fans let out a cheer as she starts to calm down. Christian turns his attention to Mark a little taken back by Odette’s bubbly nature.

Odette: Mark… Christian… I just wanted to personally thank you for picking my home state as the last stop to our next tour… you have no idea how much this means to me.

Grabbing on to one of Mark’s arms and one of Christian’s Odette couldn’t stand still. Mark and Christian exchanged glances at each other while looking back Odette

Christian Underwood: You’re most welcome Odette

Cutting Christian off she couldn’t help herself

Odette: You have no idea… I learn how to ride a push bike in Cairns; my family have been holidaying there for years!

The grip on their arms grew a little tighter as she continued to talk at a million miles an hour in her thick Australian accent.

Odette: I promise you won’t regret this… I will put on the best home coming match ever!!

Not letting them respond, Odette let go of their arms as they both rubbed where Odette was grabbing. Not wasting any more valuable match time she reached up and kissed Mark on the cheek, leaving a glossy mark after she finally pulled away. Mark looked down at Odette and smiled as she bounced over towards Christian but just as she was about to lay her glossy lips on Christian’s cheek he moved his head and she caught his lips instead. A cheer arose from the sold out crowd as Odette finally worked out what was happening. Backing away from Christian with wide eyes Odette blushed. Shocked at what just happened Odette just looked at Christian not daring to move for a few moments

Odette: I… I…

She was speechless holding her bottom lip Odette took a few steps back and walked off slowly. Once she was off the camera’s view the sound of her high Steve Madden heels clicking on the pavement could be heard. Christian and Mark just stood their returning an awkward silence both not overly sure what just happened.

HS Mark Ward: Well what can I say man? Welcome to the winning team…

Slapping Christian on the back Mark started laughing while Christian made a scrunched up face and stuck out his tongue.

Christian: Blah!

"Cocky" by Kid Rock begins to blast over the PA system and a rather mixed reaction of boos and cheers surprisingly comes from the crowd.

Simone: I never thought I'd see the day. Seems like Nick Jones is really starting to grow on some of these fans.

Adams: Saving Jordan Williams' butt in back to back weeks sure does help with that.

A moment later, the curtain opens and out walks Nick Jones, causing the reactions to get only louder, while still mixed. Nick then walks down the ramp, climbs up the ring steps and across the apron before ducking in between the ropes and climbing into the ring. Nick then walks over, takes a microphone from Justin Decent, and waits for the music to be cut before he begins speaking.

Nick: Do my ears deceive me, or did I actually hear some cheers mixed in there when I came out? Man, hell really must have frozen over.

The positive reactions from the crowd only increase with that comment, as it elicits some cheers as well as laughter from the audience.

Nick: Well we'll all see if you guys still feel that way a few weeks from now at Summer XXXTreme. Because on that night, I'll be stepping into that ring with some of your favorites, and I think there's a chance some of you might not like what I'll be doing to them once that bell rings.

A smile comes across his face as more of a mixed reaction comes from the crowd.

Simone: Well he's got a point there. Nick might be becoming a bit more liked amongst the fans in recent weeks, but there's little doubt there's a number of much more popular wrestlers than him in this match.

Adams: Yeah, but who knows why. Nick is way cooler than some of those guys.

Nick: There's no doubt me and Jordan have some unfinished business to take care of, and you can all rest assured that we'll make sure that it's taken care of once we get into that ring. Although let's not pretend like he's the only one. We have a guy in Rage, who has a little something of mine that it's about time for me to take back. You've got Bo Dreamwolf who I think just about everyone was waiting to see me and him step in the ring against each other for a while now after the slew of issues that took place between the two of us over the past couple of months. And now that will finally happen. There's even a young up and comer by the name of Lucas Darby who seems to really have grabbed all of your attention and I'll admit, did the same to me after I got the chance to step into the ring with him last week. That's quite the list of guys that who you all seem to be pretty damn fond of. I have a funny feeling you might be a little less happy with me than you are right now when in a few weeks, my title belt is back home and they're all left empty handed.

This last statement draws a bit more boos from the crowd than before, but still with some cheers mixed in amongst those who would like to see Nick regain the title.

Nick: Although before you get too upset with me, the flip side is I think we all know there's one guy in that match who you will all be more than happy to watch my kick the living crap out of... Kain.

For the first time, the entire crowd can't help but react with cheers to Nick's comment, bringing an even bigger smile to his face.

Nick: That's right, I of course had to save him for last, and most certainly least. Kain has proven beyond anything, there are just some people out there who don't know when to quit. Whether it was months ago with his failed title shot or last week in our tag match, sooner or later he's going to need to realize, he simply cannot beat me. That's probably why he made his return trying to jump me and take me out after my main event match against Jordan back at Into the Void. Or why he tried to take me and Jordan out with a chair after we finished beating his ass in our match last week. Only one problem, Kain, it's time for you to realize that try as you might to take me out, it's not going to work. I'm still going to be ready to go when it's time to step in that ring, and you're still not going to beat me, no matter what you try to pull. You can come and try to take me out any time you like, but it's simply not going to work.

As Nick is just finishing saying that, the curtain opens up and Kain comes sprinting down the ramp, drawing loud boos from the crowd.

Simone: Well like they say, be careful what you wish for!

Adams: Who wished for what now? Is there a wishing well somewhere?

As Kain hits the bottom of the ramp, the reaction from the crowd draws Nick's attention and he spins around just in time to see Kain come sliding into the ring. As Kain gets in, he is quickly up to his feet and charges right at Nick with a clothesline. Nick ducks it and immediately runs to the ropes. Both men hit the ropes on the far side from each other and as they bounce back, Nick is quick to hit a dropkick right to the knee of Kain. Kain limps from the shot but doesn't go down, and Nick springs right back up behind Kain. As Kain turns around to face Nick, Nick drills Kain with a right hand to the jaw, sending him reeling. Nick then hits another right before putting his left hand up under Kain's chin, pulling his right hand back and kissing his fist before swinging for a third punch. However, Kain times it out perfectly and ducks under the last punch attempt and then tackles Nick straight down to the mat. Kain is then quick to start unleashing a series of punches, forearms and elbows to the head and body of Nick, as Nick desperately tries to cover up as much as possible. After laying into him for a while, Kain then backs off and waits as Nick pulls himself to the ropes and then slowly manages to pull himself to his feet. As Nick gets back up, he turns and stumbles away from the ropes, but Kain quickly moves in and drills Nick with Malice! Kain looks down at Nick who is laid out in the middle of the ring, before he then rolls right out of the ring and goes to the ringside area. Kain walks over by the timekeeper, tossing him out of his seat and then folding up the chair as he heads back to the ring.

Simone: Alright, enough is enough. I think Kain has proven his point!

Adams: Kain doesn't seem to agree, because it doesn't look like he's done yet.

Kain slides back into the ring with the steel chair in hand and stands behind Nick, waiting and measuring him up as Nick is slowly attempting to pull himself back off the mat. Kain then takes the chair and slams it down against the mat as an evil smirk comes across his face while he lines Nick up. However, all of a sudden the fans can be heard erupting into cheers.

Adams: Here comes the cavalry!

At that moment, Jordan Wiliams comes charging down the ramp at full speed, armed with a steel chair of his own. Kain is quick to turn towards the ramp upon hearing the crowd and sees Jordan coming. Just as Jordan slides into the ring, Kain is quick to drop the chair and slide straight out of the ring to the floor. Rather than follow him, Jordan goes straight over to Nick and grabs him, helping pull him up to his feet as he glares out of the ring, watching Kain the entire time, who can be seen walking backwards up the ramp while he stares back down at the ring. Kain then screams out at Jordan before leaving to the back.

Kain: You're next, Jordan!

Jordan doesn't react to the words, instead continuing to stare out at Kain with the same angry expression as he helps Nick up and out of the ring, as Kain disappears into the back.

Simone: Well Jordan just saved things from getting a lot worse for Nick Jones there, but based on Kain's words, it sounds like that could come back to cost Jordan.

Adams: Yeah, if I were Jordan I would be very cautious around here for the rest of the night. That Kain is coo-coo!

Justin: Our opening contest at Climax Control features Bombshell action and is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first from Lafayette LA she is on half of the bombshell tag team champions… Carrrrrlyyy Atheeeennnns

"Riot" By Three days Grace hits. Carly walks out with a serious look on her face. The fans start having a mixed reaction towards her. She throws up the rocker horns as gets a few cheers. Carly walks down the ramp still slapping a few of the fans hands. Her hips have a little sway to them as well as a sassy walk. As she gets to the apron she smirks Walking up the steps she licks her lips so seductively and jumps over the top rope with an evil smile.

Justin: and her opponent from Staten Island New York… Bianca… Solderiniiiiii

"Bleeding Mascara" by Atreyu rings through the arena. Bianca enters on the stage with a slow methodical walk. She is not in any hurry. Her steps guided in a stalking way with the sway of her hips. Her hand resting on her hip as the other sways at the side. She stops at the top of the stage and looks left, then right, uses her free hand to run it through her long black locks. She makes her way down the rampway, completely ignoring the out-stretched hands that are just hoping to get anything. She even stops and looks at a fan as he tries to get her attention, looks him up and down with a look of disgust, flips her hair at him and walks up the steps to the ring. Holding onto the middle rope, she leans her head back with eyes closed, and slides down into a forward split. Rolling her head to the side then forward (lita-esque) to move her hair out of the way, she leans so far forward that her upper body is flush with her forward leg. Grabbing behind the knee she rolls under the bottom rope and comes upright still in a split on the other side. She turns toward the inside of the canvas and kicks her back leg around quickly to use that momentum to spin in a half circle - facing the ropes on her knees. She gets up quickly and jumps onto the ropes, to do a backflip from the middle rope, landing with arms up and fists closed. The lights die.

As the two bombshells stand in the ring looking across at one another Drew signals for the bell and the match gets under way.

Adams: I don’t know who I’m rooting for in this one

Simone: Here we go again…

Ding
Ding
Ding

VS
BOMBSHELL SINGLES MATCH

Not wasting any time Bianca shoves Carly with a great force that it sends the red head down on to the mat, Carly is stunned but hops up to her feet straight away and charges towards Bianca. The two females lock up but it doesn’t last long as Bianca over powers Carly tossing her down to the mat once more. Straight on the attack Bianca stomps on Carly’s stomach not once but four times. Backing away from the fallen Carly Bianca taunts to the fans getting a cry of boos thrown her way. Carly is starting to pull herself up with the ropes but Bianca spots this and assists Carly out of the ring with a forceful kick. Slamming hard outside the ring, Bianca hops out of the ring gracefully using the ropes. Drew starts the count

1…
2…

Simone: Bianca has come out here tonight with a point to prove

Adams: I love a bit of aggression

Simone: You would

Picking Carly up by her right arm Bianca Irish whips Ragin Cajun into the steel ring steps. Drew warns Bianca again about the rules and continues his count while Bianca raises her hands up taunting the crowd once more. Carly is nursing her knees that had just been forcefully slammed into the steps.

5…
6…

Simone: There was no need for Bianca to do that to Carly, what does Bianca think she is doing?

Adams: Well she is kinda winning at the moment I think that’s what she is doing.

Grabbing Carly up by her t-shirt Bianca rolls her into the ring stopping the count. Carly rolls to the centre of the ring trying to get some space between herself and the silver platter princess. Taking her time while re-entering the ring Bianca doesn’t go straight on to attack Carly, she starts a verbal fight with Drew instead.

Simone: I’m not sure what Bianca is yelling at poor Drew but he is just doing his job

Adams: I love it when she speaks dirty

Simone: How do you know she is talking dirty? Do you speak Italian?

Adams: I don’t…

As Carly is staggering up to her feet Bianca grabs onto hand arm and whips her into the turnbuckles. Wrapping Carly’s arms up and over the top rope Bianca starts to hammer into Ms Athens’ with vicious chops, Drew warns Bianca again forcing the Italian to back off. Walking over to the other side of the ring Bianca crouches down and waits for Carly to turn around.

Adams: I think Bianca is setting up for the Ragin Cajun that’s Carly’s finishing move

As Carly moves away from the turnbuckle Bianca runs full speed at Carly and tries to spear her down. Carly quickly steps out of the way at the very last second sending Bianca crash tackling the turnbuckle. Carly is on the attack grabbing at Bianca’s hair she yanks on it slamming her down. Coming over to sit on Bianca’s chest Carly grabs onto her head and repeatedly slams it on to the ring canvas.

Adams: I wonder if that’s a move she tried on Rage earlier this week?

Simone: What slamming his head repeatedly?

Adams: No sitting on his chest duh

Rolling off of Bianca’s chest the Ragin Cajun quickly goes for a pin

1…
2…

Bianca kicked out getting some frustration to come from one half of the bombshell tag team champions. While getting up on her feet Carly drags Bianca up as well and lashes her face first into the turnbuckle. Not wasting any time Carly grabs onto Bianca’s hair and smashes the silver platter princess face into the turnbuckle. Red and black hair is flying everywhere as Drew makes the count again.

1…
2…

Simone: Carly better stop that or she’ll get herself disqualified

3…

Just before Drew reached a four count Carly stopped and yanked Bianca down via her hair to taste the ring canvas. Raising her right arm into the air Carly held up the rocker horns. Bringing her hands back down to her side Carly dropped to the mat grabbing at Bianca’s legs she entangles them with her own and locked in the figure four leg lock. Applying the pressure Carly holds on to Bianca’s feet yanking on them while Drew asks Bianca if she wants to continue. Bianca palms Drew away and attempts to grab onto Carly but Carly is too far away.

Simone: Bianca is miles away from the ropes Adams it looks like Carly’s got this.

Swinging her hands left and right in attempts to connect in any way shape or form Bianca looks as if she has given up as she places her back onto the canvas. Drew sees that he shoulders are down and does for the pin.

Adams: This is it!!!

1…
2…

NO! Out of nowhere Bianca sits back up and sprays a green mist out of her mouth into the face of Carly. Only a little bit of it actually gets into her eyes as most of it blows into Carly’s hair.

Adams: What the hell?

Simone: Japanese Mist…

Adams: I know what it is Simone but where did it come from

Simone: Her mouth!!

Carly’s hands instantly go up to wipe her eyes as Bianca is able to untangle herself from the hold. Instantly on the attack Bianca jumps up to her feet stepping over to Carly she lifts her up before wrapping her arms around her waist. Crashing Carly down with a belly to belly suplex Bianca eyes lock on the top rope. Running over towards it she climbs up the ropes quickly and taunts the fans, looking down at Carly Bianca jumps off the tope rope and performs her finishing move the 450 Splash - Bleeding Mascara. Hooking Carly’s leg after impact she goes for the pin

Adams: Bianca has this…

1…
2…
2 ½…

NO! Carly somehow manages to get her shoulder up an extremely angry Bianca is up on her feet screaming into Drew’s face. Pushing Drew a side Bianca walks over towards the turnbuckle once more this time she starts to untie the protective padding that covers the metal the holds the ropes together.

Simone: Turn around Drew and look at what Bianca is doing!!

Carly pulls herself up using Drew, Bianca comes running in ripping Carly out of Drew’s hands. As Drew backs away from the two females a bunch of screaming fans bring his attention to the fact that Bianca has uncovered a bit of the turnbuckle. Walking over to fix it Drew’s attention is taken off the match while Carly and Bianca exchange forearm smashes. Carly manages to get the upper hand and goes for a sit out jawbreaker but Bianca dodges it sliding to the outside of the ring Bianca grabs a chair.

Adams: what is she doing she knows if she uses that she’ll get disqualified.

Rolling back into the ring with the chair Carly is shouting at her asking what on earth she is doing. Drew’s attention is still trying to work out how to put the protective cover back on the ring ropes. Stepping up towards Carly with the chair in hand Bianca goes to slam it into her face but Carly ducks instead of trying it again Bianca punches the chair making a thud noise and quickly tosses the steel chair towards Carly. Carly catches the chair by instinct as Bianca falls to the mat and pretends she is knocked out.

Simone: No she can’t win like this

Drew hears the crunching of metal and turns around seeing that Bianca is knocked out and Carly is standing there with the weapon in hand he calls for the bell.

Ding
Ding
Ding

Justin: Your winner by disqualification Bianca Solderiniiiiii…

Carly is desperately trying to explain what happened to Drew but Drew doesn’t want to hear a bar of it. Bleeding Mascara by Atreyu slams over the PA system as Drew goes over to check on Bianca.

We once again find Richard Clark, the private investigator, walking backstage with Misty’s parents Colleen and Andrew. They are in search of Spike Staggs, ready to question him regarding her disappearance. Having met him before, Misty’s parents know what he looks like, and they are relieved when they see him standing outside a locker room just down the hall. Misty’s mother runs up to him.

Colleen: Spike! Thank God we found you!

Spike turns and is surprised to see his former future in-laws, along with a man he doesn’t recognize. He looks confused, but remains polite.

Spike: What are you doing here?

Spike looks at Colleen first, then to Andrew. Richard the private investigator steps ahead of them, extending his hand for a shake.

Richard: Hello, Mr. Staggs. My name is Richard Clark. I’m a private investigator hired by your former fiancee’s family here. May we have a moment of your time?

Spike obliges and shakes Richard’s hand, though he remains confused.

Spike: I don’t have a whole lot of time, so if you could make it quick? What is this about?

Richard: You are aware of your ex-fiancee’s disappearance, correct?

Spike nods, an awkward expression growing on his face.

Richard: Well, Mr. Staggs, Misty has not been heard from since last week. The circumstances surrounding her disappearance are quite odd, and her parents here, are extremely concerned. Misty was apparently in pretty bad shape when she went missing.

Spike: And that has anything to do with me, how exactly? You should be speaking to Roxanne, not me. I had nothing to do with it.

Misty’s father Andrew steps forward, approaching Spike.

Andrew: Spike, we all know what Misty did to you back in March. We were there, and not one of us agrees with the decision she made.

Spike: But you’re assuming that I had something to do with her disappearance, or that I know where she is?

Andrew: We’re not assuming anything, Spike. We’re--

Spike: The hell you’re not! Just the fact that you’re here and questioning me proves that you’re doing just that. It’s no secret that I can no longer stand the site of Misty because of what she did.

Richard is about to interrupt Spike, but Spike holds his hand up, stopping him. He gets an icy look in his eyes as he looks at the three of them.

Spike: You’re done talking. It’s now MY time to talk so listen carefully. I enjoyed watching Misty and Roxanne tear each other apart and I could care less where she went. She abandoned MY daughter, and that is unforgiveable. Wherever she is, if she’s smart, she’ll stay gone.

Colleen: You don’t mean that. Regardless of what she’s done, she’s still the mother of your child, and I’m sure a part of you still—

Spike glares at Misty’s mother, immediately silencing her.

Spike: Don’t even finish that sentence, because it’s a lie. My focus now is solely on my kids. Your daughter is out of our lives for good.

Colleen And what if Eden asks about her? What will you do then?

Spike: I don’t have to worry about that, because Eden hasn’t asked about her once in months. Your daughter has no one to blame but herself. You may be worried about whatever condition she is in after that match last week, but don’t forget she knew what she was getting into, but she didn’t give a damn, did she? No, she didn’t.

Andrew: That may be the case, Spike, but whoever took her could be holding back medical treatment she might need. They could—

Misty’s father is cut off by Spike’s sadistic laughing, and he once again holds up his hand.

Spike: You don’t even have any proof that anyone took her! Neither of you two knows that woman as well as I do, or I thought I did. Trust me. She could have very well planned this whole thing you know.

Richard the private investigator now decides to break his silence.

Richard: Are you aware that Misty’s home was burned to the ground this week?

Spike: No, I wasn’t aware of that, but do I care? No.

Colleen: Spike, please—

Spike: No! I DON’T CARE OKAY?! Good luck finding her, but keep me and my kids out of it. We’re done here.

Spike doesn’t give any of them the opportunity to say anything further as he storms off down the hall. Misty’s parents stand there in shock, and Misty’s mother is visibly shaken and upset. Misty’s father tries to console her, and Richard turns to them.

Richard: I think you guys should return to Chicago for now. I’ll keep searching for any leads in the meantime, but right now, I don’t have much to go on. I’ll keep you guys updated, but I don’t think anyone here knows anything.

Andrew: Thank you Mr. Clark, but I think we’ll stay in Las Vegas, and the area.

Richard: Suit yourself. I did just think of someone else who might know anything about Misty’s whereabouts, but finding her might be tricky. Does the name Electra Blaze ring a bell to you?

Misty’s parents look at each other and then to Richard. The thought had never crossed their mind, but the expressions on their faces now show a different story. The all turn and walk away down the hall in the direction they originally came from. They leave the arena, taking their search for answers with them.

---

The camera returns to the ring where Justin Decent is on the corner turnbuckles, one foot on the middle, the other on the top, and he is rallying the crowd into a cheering and applauding frenzy. He bounces on the turnbuckles and slaps and the crowd is following suit.

Simone: Justin really does have a way of exciting the crowd.

Adams: Preferable with his clothes on.

Simone: Speak for yourself.

Adams: I thought I was?

Justin drops down to the mat and walks back to the center of the ring for the introductions of the upcoming match.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a special open challenge match, and it is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, to be accompanied to the ring by Simpson! From Beverly Hills, California, weighing 155 pounds ... James Huntington-Hawkes III!

"You wanted control
So we waited
I put on a show
Now I make it
You say I'm a kid
My ego is big
I don't give a shit
And it goes like this

Take me by the tongue
And I'll know you
Kiss me 'til you're drunk
And I'll show you

All the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger"

James Huntington-Hawkes III stands on the top of the ramp, and the two beautiful young ladies takes an arm each, and lead him down towards the ring, with the big man leading the way. As the four get to the ring, Simpson steps up the ring steps and bends open the ropes for James to step up and in to the ring James runs up the steps and in to the ring, The women quickly follows him up the steps and in to the ring, followed by Simpson. James steps to the center of the ring and the two women stand behind him and James starts to dance. Moving first to the left, then a step to the right, moving his arms out in the opposite directions then he steps. He takes a two steps forward, dipping his shoulders, before leaning back and doing a 'Jagger strut' and raising his arms.

Simone: You know, for someone who is about to get massacred inside of that ring, he seems awfully casual to this.

Adams: Maybe somebody spiked his chocolate milk before the match.

Justin: His opponent hails from St. Louis, Missouri, weighing 265 pounds ... Spike Staggs!

"Once again i lie and wait here
Time to play our little game
If i find you then it's fate, dear
Just me winning once again
And now i can hear you breathing
And now i can smell your fear
I can't wait now cause I'm seething
I'll make you my souvenir

Eckstein
Eckstein
Welcome to my playtime
Eckstein
Eckstein
If you peak then you'll die

Ein, zwei, drei, vier, funf sechs sieben acht neun zehn!

Ready or not - I'm coming
Ready or not - I'm coming
Ready or not - I'm coming
Pray to your god - I'm coming"

The lights go completely black, as white strobes flash on the stage. A red spotlight shines on the curtains as "Ready or Not (I’m Coming)" By Oomph! plays. Once the music picks up, Spike shoves the curtains aside, and walks out onto the stage. He smiles at the fans, who cheer, as he points out across the audience. His smile fades as he dashes down to the ring, sliding in underneath the ropes. The lights fade back on as Spike goes to the furthest turnbuckle, giving a pose before leaping off to land on his feet. He bounces between the ropes as he turns and stares down JHHIII and smiles.

Adams: Kid isn't looking too nonchalant now, is he?

Simone: No I think he's about to mess his Pampers, if anything.

Jasmine steps up and instructs Simpson to leave the ring but JHHIII hurriedly maneuvers himself behind the large man, using his bodyguard/butler as a human shield.

Simone: What, does he actually think he is going to be able to hide from Spike? Sooner or later he's going to have to come out fighting.

Adams: Ha ha! You insinuated Hawkes can fight!

Simone: I did, didn't I?

Jasmine isn't taking any of this nonsense and she points at Simpson and then out of the ring, ordering him to leave. Simpson glowers at her but she just places her hands on her hips, staring right back at him.

Adams: Give Jasmine credit! I don't think there's a wrestler in SCW that's been able to intimidate her.

Simpson casts a wary glance back at his boss and reluctantly starts to leave the ring, much to Hawkes's protesting, while Spike himself smiles and waves 'good-bye' to the big man. JHHIII turns and his face shows the fear and his complexion pales as Jasmine calls for the bell.

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

VS
SINGLES MATCH

Spike immediately lunges at JHHIII but the kid ducks under and runs at top speed for the ropes and ducks through them, 'hiding' as Jasmine orders Spike to step back. JHHIII waves him off and Spike obliges, smirking all the while. Jasmine then turns to JHHIII and tells him to get away from the ropes and get the match started. JHHIII shakes his head 'no' but the moment Jasmine starts toward him, the kid scrambles back into the ring, staring at her with wide eyes.

Adams: Sic `im Jasmine!

The referee calls for the tie up and Spike steps up to the center of the ring and JHHIII inches in as slow as a snail. They set for the lock up but when Spike starts forward, JHHIII ducks behind him and grabs him around the waist in a rear waistlock. Sweat breaks out on the "brat's" face as he strains and struggles, fighting to lift Spike off of his feet while Spike just stands there, a little perplexed and very amused.

Simone: Is he actually trying a move on Spike?

Adams: I do believe he is. Hunh. Wonder where that thought came from?

Spike just huffs and moves his waist forward and drives his backside into the kid, sending JHHIII flying back across the ring to the mat. The crowd is in a laughing frenzy as JHHIII slides under the bottom rope and scrambles to the apron, watching Spike advance and pointing at him to Jasmine. The official wards Spike off and he rolls his eyes and obliges. Jasmine turns around and starts to issue a count against JHHIII...

1...
2...
3...
4...

But Spike, tired of waiting, dashes forward and pulls hard on the top rope, flinging JHHIII back over and inside of the ring with a thud .... or a mild splat.

Adams: The Bombshells make a louder crash when they hit the mat!

All smiles, Spike turns around and goes to grab his opponent but JHHIII scrambles on all fours through his legs and Spike manages to snag one of his ankles before the kid makes it to the outside. The crowd is cheering as Spike drags the screaming JHHIII back to the center of the ring. Spike grabs him by the back of his pants and lifts the diminutive kid up with one arm and looks around at the cheering fans as JHHIII kicks his legs and flays his arms.

Adams: Oh do it! You know you want to!

Simone: I know I sure as hell want him to!

Spike looks to all corners of the cheering masses and he promptly throws JHHIII over his knee and lays into him with the spanking that was long overdue! The fans counting along as Hawkes kicked and struggled and cried out sharply with each stinging smack, the fans counting along!

1...
2...
3...
4...
5...
6...
7...
8...
9...
10!

Adams: Ha ha ha ha ha ha! This is great!

Spike drops him to the mat and stands up, smiling and holding his fist up to the cheering masses! JHHIII is also on his feet and jumping up and down in a fury while rubbing his stinging backside!

Simone: Oh that has been a LONG time coming!

Spike goes after his now "tenderized" opponent but JHHIII quickly drops down and rolls out of the ring, beneath the bottom rope, much to the displeasure of the crowd. JHHIII has his thumbs in his ears and sticking his tongue out at Spike, and Spike brushes past Jasmine and ducks through the ropes and to the floor! JHHIII squeaks in fright and turns and takes off in a sprint with Spike hot on his heels!

Adams: Get him! Get him!

JHHIII darts around the corner and rolls inside of the ring to escape. Jasmine ushers him back, turning her own back. Spike shakes his head and turns to get back in when Simpson clobbers him with a big boot! The crowd is immediately hissing and booing it's displeasure!

Adams: I guess that's the only way Hawkes stands a chance here!

Simone: And I have to admit that this Simpson character is quite a bit bigger than Spike himself!

Simpson pulls Spike up and rolls him back inside of the ring and Jasmine turns around and stomps over, ordering him away from the action.

Adams: Too late! The damage is already do'd!

JHHIII looks completely at a loss as to what to do when he opts to jump over to the downed Spike and he starts laying in the boots to the exposed Staggs's head and body. JHHIII then drops down and covers him.

1.....
2..... Spike kicks out, heaving Hawkes clear back towards the ropes!

Adams: Ha ha ha! He almost sent him right out of the ring!

JHHIII is shocked and he gets up and starts kicking him again, then drops to his knees and hammers away with what could only be assumed to be punches.

Adams: I know Girl Scouts who throw better punches than that.

Simone: Stop short changing them on the cookie sales and you wouldn't have discovered that.

Spike starts to get up and JHHIII Irish whips him into the ropes and charges right in at him for a clothesline, but it's like running into a brick wall for the kid and he bounces right back off with little to no effect on Staggs! The momentum spins JHHIII around and Spike answers in kind with his own lariat that spins Hawkes backwards in mid-air! JHHIII lands on the mat, folded in half with heels to heaven!

Adams: Can we ring the bell now?

Spike looks down at the prone form of the SCW's "brat prince" and he opts to put an end to the fun. Spike grabs him and drags his limp form up and nails the Spikey Plummet! The ring shakes from the impact and Spike covers him, folding his legs over in a simple cover.

1.....
2.....
3!

The crowd cheers as Spike stands up and Jasmine raises his arm.

Justin: The winner of the match... Spike Staggs!

The building fills with cheers when suddenly they're cut short as Simpson and JHHIII's trainer, Ashley Jameson, are inside of the ring. Wielding a steel chair, Ashley brings it slamming across Spike's back! The crowd boos viciously as the bell rings! Spike arches his back in pain and Simpson doubles him over with a boot to the gut and he hits an Implant Facebuster on Staggs! Simpson kicks him over onto his back as Ashley drags a barely conscious JHHIII over on top of Spike in a mock cover!

Simone: Oh this is ridiculous! The match is over! What the hell will this accomplish!?

Simpson points at Jasmine and at the cover but the senior official gives Simpson the 'bird', making the big man fume. Ashley then decides to just do it herself and she drops down and lays in her own count of one! Two! Three!

The crowd boos as Simpson easily helps the woozy JHHIII to his feet while Ashley pulls the microphone away from Justin Decent.

Ashley: The *REAL* winner of this match! James Huntington-Hawkes III!

The crowd boos viciously as JHHIII holds him hands up and is all smiles.

JHHIII: YES! YES! YES!

Adams: Where have I heard that before?

---

The scene opens up backstage at Climax Control where we see SCW’S resident Metalhead Jessie Salco pacing back and forth down the halls with her older brother Jake standing nearby, Jessie is wearing a Black Iron Maiden Fear of the Dark shirt that has the album cover on it which is exposing her naval and a pair of jean shorts.

Simone: As we saw last week Jason Jessie Salco was forced by Christian to do a drug test because of the admissions she made in her debut promo, sources close to her say that the test is complete but she doesn’t know what the results are.

Adams: Huh? Oh sorry I was undressing her with my eyes.

Simone: Jason, that girl could lose her job with SCW if it turns out she’s been using hardcore drugs again.

Adams: Oh, err; I hope that she doesn’t fail her drug test then!

Jake shakes his head as he watches his nervous sister.

Jake: Jess, you’re stressing out over nothing! You said it yourself that you haven’t used drugs since you turned fourteen!

Jessie: I know Jake but it still worries me, what if they found some bullshit reason to say I failed the drug test?

Jake: If they did then I’d be on the phone to the best lawyer we can afford before the night’s over and sue SCW for Wrongful Termination.

Jessie: Good to know you have a backup plan.

Jessie smiles uneasily as Christian approaches the two of them, Jessie turns to him and gulps.

Jessie: So, what are the results of the drug test?

Christian takes a glance at her brother but his full and undivided attention returns to Jessie. He gifts her with a smile as he slaps the folder with the results against the palm of his hand. He gifts her with a genuine smile.

Christian: There's really no need to look so anxious, Jessica. As I'm certain you already were well aware?

He flips the folder open and slides a set of papers stapled together out slightly and holds it up for her to see with her own eyes.

Christian: You tested negative. Congratulations.

Jessie looks at the results and grins, Jake, whilst giving Christian a respectful nod, walks up to his sister so that he can see the results for himself, once he does he grins broadly and pats his much smaller sister on the back.

Jake: See? What did I tell you? You had nothing to worry about.

Jessie: It was just nerves, nothing more.

Jessie said in response to Jake’s and Christian’s comments, at the moment she was too relieved to make too much of a fuss regarding Christian referring to her by her full first name.

Jessie: Actually Christian, if possible can I be put on the Summer XXXtreme card? I don’t care what Bombshell it’s against I just want to get my first win here in SCW.

Jessie requested whilst Jake watched on.

Christian: Already taken care of.

Christian answers with a smile, slipping the papers back into the folder and holding it to his side.

Christian: Mark and I have something for you already signed, so yeah. You'll definitely be going on the cruise. Bit of a golden opportunity.

He turns and starts to walk back up the hall, when he pauses and turns around just enough at the waist and holds up a forefinger.

Christian: But no more hints.

He then walks back up the hall, Jessie and Jake watch Christian leave and Jake pats Jessie on the back again.

Jake: You tested negative and you get to compete on your first PPV! That’s great news!

Jessie: Err, Jake, it’s a Supercard, SCW isn’t big enough to hold PPVs but yeah that is great news, I wonder who will I be up against? And what did he mean by Golden Opportunity? Well whoever it is and whatever he meant I won’t make the same mistakes I made in my debut match…..and that means you’ll have to train me extra hard.

Jake grins and folds his arms.

Jake: Just don’t cause yourself any more muscle cramps, anyway I think this calls for a celebration don’t you? There is that great pizza place we found the other day.

Jessie: Sounds like a plan to me, we’d better call Katie as well, she did refuse to watch or attend Climax Control due to that brutal match last week.

Jake: Good point.

The step-siblings walk off as the camera cuts to another part of the arena.

---

The scene opens up with Bianca sprawled across the black leather couch in the conference room backstage. She's face down on the couch with her arm hanging off and her feet dangled over the arm. She closes her eyes, a bit exhausted from the match. Opening her eyes to the nearing footsteps, she looks at Giani as he steps up and lowers down to look into her face.

Giani: Hey you.

He smiles.

Bianca: Heyyyy

She sighs, resituating herself to see him better.

He reaches up and tucks her hair behind her ear, kissing her temple and leaning back again.

Bianca: I hurrrrt.

She grins. Playing it up a bit with a mock whine. He chuckles and rubs her upper back softly.

Giani: Well look, I'm glad I caught up with you...there's something I wanted to talk to you about...

He bites his lip a little. By now her eyes are closed, enjoying the back rub she's getting,

Bianca: Mmhmm?

She settles her face down tightly against the couch, letting some of her hair fall over her face. He stops the rubbing to clear the hair out of her face again,

Giani: C'mon, don't do that...look at me...

His soft yet serious tone made her open her eyes to look up at him. This, in turn, filled her voice with concern.

Bianca: W-what? What is it?

Their gaze seemed to last for a while, but her eyes closed as Giani placed his hand to her cheek. His fingertips disappearing into her hair as his thumb drew little circles on her cheek bone.

Giani: Look at me..

he whispered. Her heart melted and she did so, blush gathering heavily into her cheeks.

His face lowered to hers as he stared into her eyes,

Giani: I want you to be my girl...

His voice was almost inaudible, soft, sweet, but therefore almost a whisper. Her eyebrows furrowed, hoping she heard right as she sat up on her forearms, her eyes never leaving him.

Bianca: W...what?

She choked a bit, but managed to get the word out. He repeated himself, his hands were shaking, his heart was pounding, but he pushed out the words again,

Giani: I. Want you. To be. My girl. MY girl.

He said it slow to spell it out.

She breathed out heavily, staring at him. Her eyes darted around a moment as if to think, then she got up and held onto his shoulder. She stood slowly,

Bianca: I...I need some air.

She moved her head quickly to move her hair in her face. As she began to try to rush out of the room, he spun upward and grabbed her arm,

Giani: Hey hey hey hey hey...Come here..

His voice was soothing and sweet. He gently pulled her back to him, his other hand following up to lift her chin. His hand leaving her arm, he brushed the hair from her face. His face turning down to look at her eyes that were way past welling up with tears. The dam had not yet broken and the pools of tears hadn't left her waterline.

Giani: Bianca, mia amore, I haven't been able to clear you outta my head lately..I fucked up. I should've done this a long time ago...

His voice trailed off and he forced his mouth against hers. His palms rested soundly against her cheeks. He kissed her so hard her mouth hurt.

She was lost in his kiss. Her hands holding onto his tank top in fistfuls. Her heart pounded so hard it was making her chest hurt. The pain of the match no longer mattered. His hand left her face, wrapping his arm around her shoulders to pull her closer. The scene fades out slowly.

---

The scene opens up backstage where Aleksei Koji is standing beside the Roulette Rules Wheel. Ms. Rocky Mountains is standing beside him and is ready to spin the wheel.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: I’m ready when you are.

Aleksei Koji: Do it!

With a mighty heave Rocky Mountains spins the wheel and Aleksei watches intently, after a few minutes it slows down before eventually stopping on a stipulation that brings a grin to Aleksei’s face.

Aleksei Koji: No DQ, Falls Count anywhere, this should be fun.

Aleksei says with a nod not noticing that Tom was walking by on his way to the arena and just happened to hear that, he runs off, practically drags Drew Patton back with him, grabs a chair and whacks Koji over the back with it several times as Drew signals for the bell whilst Rocky runs for the hills.

Simone: Err; is Drew even the assigned ref for this match?

Adams: Let’s just say he is and be done with it.

VS TOM DUDELY
SINGLES MATCH - ROULETTE RULES

Koji is able to recover from the sneak attack and grabs Tom’s chair mid swing, Tom’s eyes widen before he tried to pry the chair from the massive Romanian’s hands but Aleksei’s grip is too strong and he pulls the chair from his grasp……sending Tom facefirst into the Roulette wheel in the process, Tom stumbles back into a chairshot from Aleksei who quickly goes for a cover

1….
2……Tom kicks out.

Simone: Now I’ve seen it all, the Roulette Rules Wheel was used as a Weapon in a Roulette Rules match,

Adams: You haven’t seen it all until you’ve seen some of the vids I’ve seen on the internet!

Simone: Yeah I think I’ll pass.

Aleksei tosses the chair aside and forces Tom to his feet, he hoists him up onto his shoulders and yells out for a Snake Eyes before pointing to the wheel, unfortunately for him Tom has regained his bearings and slips out from behind, realizing how outmatched he is Tom tries to run for it……only to run into a freshly opened door, Tom looks around the corner to complain……only to be greeted by the site of a half-naked Marty McFarge.

Simone: Oh god no…….

Adams: MY EYES! THE GOGGLES THEY DO NOTHING!

Tom quickly runs in the opposite direction whilst Marty is dragged back into the room by the women he’s with……unfortunately for Tom he runs into a massive lariat from Koji.

Simone: I don’t know what’s worse, that or Marty McFarge’s manboobs.

Adams: Please for the love of god never say that sentence again!

Aleksei goes for another cover

1…..
2…..kickout by Tom who’s clearly still horrified by what he’s just seen, Aleksei forces Tom to his feet only to be met with a low blow from Tom Dudely

Adams: Looks like Aleksei’s Party Hoarde is on hold.

Simone: Stop making bad jokes and call the match!

Aleksei falls to the floor clutching his balls and Tom quickly grabs the steel chair he used earlier which just happens to be in arms reach, Tom whacks Koji one……twice……..three times with the chair before going for a cover

1……
2……kickout

Tom goes off in search for another weapon and enters a locker room without bothering to check if it belongs to anyone, what follows is a woman’s scream followed by Tom being chased off by Jake Salco whilst a topless (her nipples are blurred) Jessie Salco watches on.

Jake Salco: STAY AWAY FROM MY SISTER YOU PERVERT!

Adams: Err, why was he in the same room as his topless sister?

Simone: Probably to make sure no one tried anything.

Tom runs down the hallways but is met with a pissed off, Steel Chair wielding Aleksei who quickly clobbers him with the aforementioned chair busting Tom open in the process, Aleksei sets up the chair in a sitting position and brings him to his feet.

Simone: What’s Aleksei going to do now?

Adams: Whatever it is Tom won’t like it!

Aleksei picks up Tom seemingly with ease and goes to bodyslam the veteran onto the chair. Realizing how much that would hurt him Tom battles out of it eventually raking the Massive Romanian’s eyes and Aleksei lets go, once he’s recovered Aleksei charges at Tom……only to get a drop toe hold onto the steel chair.

Simone: Holy crap! We’re actually getting wrestling moves in this match.

Adams: Wrestling moves that involve weapons, don’t forget that! And speaking of which that move has busted open Aleksei!

Indeed Aleksei has joined Tom in the “busted open from this match” club and Tom quickly moves the chair out of the way before going for a cover

1….
2…..kickout by Alekei and Tom glares at the referee before stomping down on Aleksei’s prone form.

Adams: No matter what he tries Tom can’t keep the big man down.

Simone: He may be the biggest party animal I know…..literally…….but Alekei was chosen as Casey Williams’s next challenger for a reason!

Tom brings Aleksei to a seating position and backs off a bit, he spots some attractive female fans nearby and shows off for them before charging at Aleksei looking for a dropkick, however his attempt at impressing the ladies wasted too much time as Aleksei is back on his feet and catches Tom midair with his hand around his throat.

Adams: Tom’s attempt at tapping some ass may have cost him!

Simone: Meh, he’s a bit lacking downstairs anyway.

Adams: Yeah I……wait what?!

Simone: Or so I’ve heard.

Aleksei lifts up Tom and slams him down with a chokelslam onto the floor, he goes for a cover

1….
2…..Tom kicks out and Aleksei brings him back to his feet without a second thought, however Tom is able to sneak in a low blow on the big Romanian and starts firing rights and lefts expecting him to go down, what he doesn’t expect is Aleksei to start fighting back and the two men start brawling.

Adams: You have to wonder just what will it take for either of them to finish the match!

Simone: Your guess is as good as……wait a minute, how did they end up in the crowd!?

The crowd goes wild when they realize that the two men’s wild brawling has taken them into the crowd whilst Drew desperately tries to restore order, at one point Aleksei stuns Tom momentarily and a fan hands him the chair that he was sitting on, Aleksei takes it, thanks the fan, and whacks Tom over the head with the fan sending him down the stairs.

Simone: It appears that we’ve entered the audience participation portion of our episode.

Adams: We have an audience participation portion of the episode?

Simone: We do now!

Aleksei follows the veteran down the stairs and goes for a cover

1…..
2……kickout by Tom who proceeds to low blow Aleksei again and climb over the barricade trying to get away from his much larger opponent, seeing Aleksei approaching however he quickly rolls into the ring where Aleksei follows him in.

Simone: Finally! They are in the ring!

Adams: Awwww, I wanted to see more topless bombshells!

Simone: I’m sure your wife would love to hear that! Besides we can always have more topless Marty……

Adams: NO! GOD NO!

Tom begs Aleksei to back off but it’s clear that it’s not working, Aleksei then proceeds to toss Tom around the ring for a few minutes much to the enjoyment of the fans who he takes a moment to pose for the fans whilst Tom’s huddled in a corner reaching for something in his tights.

Adams: Please tell me he’s not going to whip his di……

Simone: Who keeps Brass Knuckles that close to his junk?

Adams: OH, THANK GOD!

Tom quickly places the brass knuckles onto his knuckles and waits for Aleksei to pick him up for a toss again, when he tries to do that Tom quickly punches Aleksei in the nuts using the brass knuckles.

Adams: After all the abuse Aleksei’s nuts have taken in this match I this it’s safe to say that they’ve crumbled to dust at this point.

Simone: That or bleeding heavily.

Adams: Thanks Belinda, you’ve just traumatized every male watching this and myself with that sentence!

Tom measures up another punch with the knuckles this time at the face of Koji sending him to his knees, Tom bounces off the opposite ropes and finally sends him down with the Axe Kick!

Simone: Axe Kick! Aleksei’s out!

Adams: But Tom’s not done.

Tom grabs a nearby cameraman before shouting “THIS IS FOR YOU WYATT!” into the camera before locking in the Double Crossface on Aleksei, Aleksei struggles to get out of the move but doesn’t have the strength left to do so and simply taps out.

Justin Decent: Here’s your winner Tom Dudely!

Simone: What a match! That took them all over the arena!

Adams: Gotta wonder what’s going to happen next in the saga of Wyatt vs. Tom!

---

SCW Heavyweight Championship - 6 Pack Challenge Rage © v Nick Jones v Jordan Williams v Kain v Bo Dreamwolf v Lucas Darby

---

The scene shows Casey Williams outside his locker room door and he wants to call out Aleksei Koji, whom Casey will be defending the SCW Roulette Championship against at the NWA event, Lord of the Rings.

Casey: Aleksei, I know you lost to Tom Dudely just now. You showed the world why I respected you, because you are a tough competitor, yet the better man won, and now you know what it is like to have something distract you, and cost you a match. Seeing your attack on Tom last week, regardless of the reason, cost me my match with Wyatt Peterson. I am glad you got coming to you, and when we face each other at Lord of the Rings on August 2nd, there will be no way you will defeat me. I will get my revenge for that loss to Wyatt when I beat your ass and continue my reign as Roulette Champion. You think Karina scares you, just wait until you see the punishment I put you through.

The scene fades as Casey enters the locker room and slams the door.

---

The scene opens up backstage where Ms. Rocky Moutains is standing with Jordan Williams. Jordan checks out her chest and raises his eyebrows in amazement.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Jordan, you are one of six competitors, vying for the SCW Heavyweight title at Summer XXTreme. What are your thoughts heading into that match?

Jordan: Well one, it’s being held on a gigantic boat…I absolutely, positively HATE boats! I’ll probably down a bottle of motion sickness and maybe hit up one of the druggies for a Valium…

Rocky: You can not be serious?

Jordan lets out an uneasy laugh and says:

Jordan: Of course I’m kidding!

Jordan looks at his camera and mouths “not kidding”.

Jordan: Boy this interview went off the rails real quick, huh? Anyways, Summer XXTreme, yes! I’d rather being one on one with whoever the champion is, but this will do. My only focus is to become SCW Champion, so I don’t care what kind of match it is. Five guys who are tough competitors, we have the champ, Rage, the new kid, Lucas Darby, a guy who I have the utmost respect for Bo Dreamwolf, my new friend and former champ, Nick Jones and the King of Kings…in his own mind, Kain. A quick tangent about Kain, earlier he tried to take out Nick…

As Jordan says that, Kain hits Jordan from behind with a vicious forearm shot, knocking Jordan to the ground. Ms. Rocky Mountains scurries away.

Kain picks Jordan up and throws him into the wall. Kain kicks Jordan in the ribs repeatedly. Kain then backs up a couple steps as Jordan slowly gets to his hands and knees, holding his ribs.

Kain: After I kick your head off your shoulders, you won’t be making it to that title match, bitch!

Suddenly a voice off camera is heard shouting:

"Get back you son of a bitch!"

Nick Jones comes running into the picture, wielding a chair as Kain backs off. Kain contemplates going after Nick, but decides to walks off as Nick checks on Jordan.

Nick: This seems to be a theme, me saving your ass!

Nick extends his hand to Jordan, with a smirk on his face. Jordan accepts and Nick pulls Jordan up to his feet, as Jordan holds his ribs. Jordan pats Nick on the back as the camera cuts to Belinda Simone and Jason Adams.

Simone: Is Nick Jones really having a change of attitude?

Adams: He and Jordan are watching each other’s back, at some point we have to believe him. I mean, people do change.

Adams: Bo Dreamwolf finally gets the opportunity he’s been waiting for since his arrival here in the SCW, as he clashes with the new SCW world heavyweight champion, Rage, in an effort to wrest the gold away from him!

Simone: I gotta say, Adams, but this won’t be easy for Bo!

Adams: And why do you say that, partner?

Simone: For one, Rage did the impossible; he defeated Nick Jones for the championship, a feat that no one else can claim legitimately except for him. The other factor is that we haven’t seen Bo in action for awhile, so he could be a bit rusty and therefore prove to be an easy target for Rage to dismantle.

Adams: While you are right on both points, Simone, Bo isn’t the type of man to back out of any fight and he’ll do whatever it takes to win, especially if it’s the championship. Who knows, he may surprise everyone tonight and become the new SCW world heavyweight champion, ending his short reign! Anything is possible tonight! Let’s go to Justin for all the introductions as the crowd amps up for this powerful main event!

Decent: This match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the SCW Heavyweight championship! Introducing first, from Tahlequah, Oklahoma, weighing at 217 lbs.....BO DREAMWOLF!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The calls of "Return to Innocence" sounds across the PA system. Between the first chant and the second chant, Dreamwolf appears and stands at the top of the ramp bowing his head, then around the 2nd chant, Dreamwolf marches to the ring, his eyes fixed on the ring and the opponent within. Sliding inside, he then mounts the turnbuckle in the corner and raises a fist to the fans, letting loose with his own war cry to which the fans reply with enthusiastic cheers and applause.

Simone: Bo loves his fans and the fans return that love right back at him!

Adams:I hope that Bo is hoping that his own fans give him the strength and courage he needs to take on Rage and beats him successfully for the world heavyweight title!

Decent: Introducing his opponent! From Unknown Parts, weighing at 300 lbs, he is the current SCW heavyweight champion....RAGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Waking The Demon by Bullet for My Valentine starts to play over the sound system, as thick smoke and red strobe lights flash near the backstage entrance. The music plays for several seconds before the SCW Heavyweight Champion, and the Sin of Wrath, Rage, appears from behind the curtain. He stands at the entrance for a few moments, holding the Heavyweight Title above him as the crowd cheers him on. He drapes the belt over his shoulder and begins making his way to the ring. Once to the ring, Rage walks up the steel steps, stepping over the top rope to enter the ring, where he once again hoists the SCW Heavyweight Title above him to the cheering crowd.

Adams: Both men are cheered by the audience, so it’s going to be interesting as to who wins the title! It could still be the era of Rage or the era of Dreamwolf that could possibly start tonight!

Simone: Very true! Both men are staring down each other and the referee is talking to them about the rules. They nod in understanding and the referee tells them to go into their corners. Both are in their fighting stances and are ready to go! The bell has rung!

DING! DING! DING!

VS
SCW HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP MATCH

Rage and Bo circle around the ring, sizing each other up. Then they lock horns, with Rage getting Bo into a headlock quickly. Rage manages to get three punches into Bo’s face, but Bo surprises Rage with his strength and hitting him on the floor with a Northern Lights suplex to counter the headlock. Bo follows it up with a Gullotine Legdrop that makes Rage cough badly as he feels his wind pipe knocked out for a second. He rolls away, but Bo grabs his feet and pulls him back to the center of the ring. Bo tries for a rolling leglock, but Rage uses his other foot to push Bo away and watches Bo roll backwards and get on his feet. Rage kips up to his feet and counters Bo’s attempted clothesline with a spinebuster! Rage than plants a harsh knee into Bo’s throat, getting some leverage back from what happened moments ago. Then Rage gets on top of Bo and swings downward with both fists, connecting multiple times into Bo’s face

Simone: Rage is unleashing that anger that he’s famous for and Bo is doing his best to block it, but most of his punches go through!

Adams: His punches aren’t enough to draw blood though. Bo is a tough fighter and can handle being hit hard many times over! He’s one tough cookie!

Rage gets tired of his punches, picks up Bo, and throws him out of the ring, Bo landing hard on the concrete floor. The referee counts it down as Rage exits through the middle rope and drops down. He circles around the ring and, as Bo tries to get up, Rage rushes up to him and nails a solid punt into Bo’s stomach. Bo cries out in pain as he clutches to his abdomen, trying to lessen the bruise that’s starting to show. Bo slowly gets up, but manages to avoid the oncoming big boot from Rage and gets him into a toe hold. The referee has the count down to seven, so Bo rolls in and then out of the ring to start the count over, taking Rage’s head from his back and slamming his face into the concrete! Then he picks up the big man and hits him hard on the chest with some chops, making the big man back up. Then he connects with a fame-asser! Bo throws Rage back into the ring, follows pursuit, and goes for his first pin attempt, but Rage manages to get the shoulder up at the count of two. Bo picks up the champ and grounds him with a swinging neckbreaker, then applies the camel clutch! Rage, however, proves to be too much strong and is able to get on one knee and then roll forward, making Bo get out of the hold and land on the other side. But Bo wasn’t fast enough to avoid the big boot this time, forcing him to plummet to the ground. Rage drags Bo to the middle of the ring and hooks the leg, but right as the referee was about to slap the mat for the third time, Bo gets the shoulder up!

Adams: Rage must be thinking about how the heck to put away Bo. Bo is tough as nails and is proving him to be quite a struggle for Rage!

Simone: Rage needs to find a way to end this guy quick or Bo will be able to get up and fight back more aggressively than before, possibly putting him out of commission!

Rage picks up the challenger and puts him into a chinlock! Bo is struggling from the move, finding a way to get out as the referee asks him if he wishes to give up. Bo shakes his head rapidly, then strikes Rage three times with his right elbow. Then he uses his left leg to kick him away. Rage doubles over in pain, but Bo grips him with a bulldog and goes for the Stratusfaction Bulldog! As Rage tries to shake it off, Bo goes for another camel clutch and this time, Rage cannot escape! The tables have apparently been turned on the champ, the referee now asking him if he wishes to give up. The crowd are on their feet, cheering for both men as Rage growls, trying hard not to submit. Bo screams out his war cry as he applies the pressure harder and harder with the submission move. Rage, desperate to keep his championship at any cost, uses his massive strength and crawls over to the ropes, using his right hand to try and reach for it. Finally, he manages to get a hold of the bottom rope and the referee tells Bo to let go, which Bo immediately does. Bo then drags him back to the center of the ring and attempts to lock in the Crossbow, but Rage rises up and rolls forward, Bo stepping back, surprised by Rage’s determination. The two manage to look at each other in the eye, then hit the ropes and the two collide in a devastating clothesline! Rage and Bo are on the mat, the crowd screaming for one of them to get up, perhaps the both of them, in order to continue on with the fight. The referee checks on both of them, then starts counting them down. Both men are still on the ground, breathing hard, as the referee makes it to the count of five. At the count of five, both men are exhausted from the efforts of the battle and crawl over to the ropes. Due to the nature of the collision, both were in pain and had a hard time getting up, so they were using the ropes. Both men were halfway standing through, then dropped at the end of the ninth count and entering the tenth count. The referee quickly rang for the bell as the crowd is not happy with the end result!

Decent: Since both men were unable to get up before the count of ten, this match has been declared a DRAW! Therefore, Rage is STILL the SCW heavyweight champion!

Adams: That bites! Rage manages to keep the belt and Bo walks away empty-handed!

Simone: Not exactly! Bo walks away with being a winner and I’m sure he has earned the respect of Rage for going against him. On top of that, it’s not like Bo loses his opportunity for good, since the next Supercard will have him scheduled for the main event with him, Rage, and all the other combatants involved!

Adams: And I just got qord from the bosses in the back that next week, things are getting heated up for that heavyweight title match because all six men are going to be split up into two teams for a big six-man tag team main event!

Simone: That's right, plus gold will be on the line when the Bombshell Tag Team Champions Dirty Country put their titles on the line against their good friends, the Party Girls!

Adams: Woo hoo! Gotta love it!

Simone: Indeed! Tune in next week for all the action!

Adams: Toodly doo!

Simone: Toodly doo?

THANK YOU! To Chris, Mark, Erik, Odette, Tom, Matthew Kennedy, Mete, Craig, Maggie, Casey, Mike, and the NWA Tag Champs. Also to Lucas Darby for the match images, and to all our SCW roleplayers, you made our jobs a living hell judging this week, well done! (if I forgot anyone, I am so sorry!)