Climax Control

The crowd is alive with energy inside of the Grand Ballroom of the Riverside Hotel & Casino in Laughlin, Nevada. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites.

A spotlight then begins to shine and the crowd cheers as ring announcer Justin Decent steps out onto the stage. The handsome exhibitionist jogs out to the ring, slapping hands to the fans who reach out to him.

He is handed the microphone by Jason Adams as he runs up the ring steps and climbs inside of the six-sided SCW ring and walks around, pumping his fist in the air to the tune of the crowd's chants;

"SCW!"
"SCW!"
"SCW!"

Justin then hops up onto the corner turnbuckle and smiles, looking out around the fairgrounds at all of the fans filling the grandstand and the rows of seats around the grounds itself. He drops back down and takes his place in the center of the ring and brings the microphone up to his lips.

Justin: Hello everyone and welcome to the Riverside Hotel and Casino right here in Laughlin, Nevada, and welcome to Sin City Wrestling "Climax Control"!

The crowd cheers!

Justin: Now please help me welcome the Hostess With the Mostess for "Climax Control" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!

The crowd cheers as Amanda struts out onto the stage which has been adorned with a red carpet. Paparazzi (two, actually) emerge after her, snapping pictures of her in her shimmering gown and Britney Spears wig. Holding a purse in one hand with a toy dog in it, and the microphone in the other, Amanda does a twirl and her performance begins...

Amanda: Well, I stare at myself in the mirror
When I wake up every morn
And I marvel at how great I've been
Since the day that I was born

I've made so many albums
I've run out of things to name 'em
My fans all want to be like me
And really, who can blame 'em

Teenage groupies all surround me
I guess I know why
No one else can match my charm
Why do they even try

All the girls in college
Turned me down for other fellas
But I know why, it seems to me
They're just insanely jealous
Who wouldn't be

Some people call it self-indulgence
But they just don't understand
That it's hard to be too humble
When you know that you're so grand

And I'm not trying to say I'm perfect
I just want you to see
That I've never met a person
Who's as wonderful as me

Now, I'm not arrogant or haughty
And I'm certainly not conceited
But anyone trying to match my wits
Is very soon defeated

I'm a marvelous human being
I'm just one big hunk of man
Sometimes I have to marvel
At how very great I am

Some people call it self-indulgence
But they just don't understand
That it's hard to be too humble
When you know that you're so grand

And I'm not trying to say I'm perfect
I just want you to see
That I've never met a person
Who's as marvelous, spectacular
Fantastic and terrific
And so very great and wonderful as me

The crowd cheers as Amanda ends the song with a flamboyant pose and the spotlight over her winks out.

Simone: Hello and welcome to Climax Control, I'm Belinda Simone

Adams: And I'm wanting to run around in the snow in London

Simone: How do you know it's snowing in London right now?

Adams: Writer told me so

Simone: What?

Adams: Nothing

Simone: shall we get on with the intro?

Adams: Writer says yes

Simone: We have six huge matches here tonight, starting with debuts. Ace Baldwin, a huge signing for SCW kicks off the show

Adams: That's right, he gets to go one on one with another man making his debut, Lucien Faustus

Simone: More debuts in the next match, as two out of the three ladies, Faith and Danica Jones, debut in a Triple Threat match, also including the billion dollar princess, Angel Kash

Adams: I love new bombshells!

Simone: Ryan Kidd makes his debut too tonight

Adams: He does. SCW keep bringing in the talent tonight. Ryan Kidd goes one on one with Daniel Tyler

Simone: We have more bombshells in action

Adams: Yippee doo dah!

Simone: Rock chick Vs superhero as Jessie Salco takes on Roxi Johnson

Adams: Roxi is fast becoming a fan fave here

Simone: Two men vying for different titles in SCW, Blade Alexander, and Thatcher Rex goes one on one tonight

Adams: If Rex wins this one, it will be a huge boost to his career. If Blade wins, this could thrust him right up the ranks again

Simone: We have a great main event this week

Adams: You're not kidding. Billy James returns to the ring. I've known Billy for a long time, he and my cousins, have been friends for years, but no one could have predicted he would return to the ring.

Simone: He's gotta hit the ground running as he takes on former SCW Heavyweight champion, Nick Jones.

Adams: Plus we hope to hear from our SCW superstars about New Year Rising

Simone: Yeah, someone needs to drag Casey Williams ass out here and make him explain himself for what he did to NXT.

Adams: So lets do this, cause I can't wait!




The opening beat of drums is heard through the speaker, The fans instantly boo and cheer as a huge guitar rift starts to play as this pryo’s explode either side of the stage. Skid Row's "Midnight Tornado" Starts to boom through the speakers. The smoke starts to clear and Hot Stuff Mark Ward is seen standing on the top of the stage. He points to the fans on the left side of him, then to the fans on the right, and then clinches his fists. He starts to grind his hips as the rock music continues to blast out. He takes a few steps forward to the beginning of the ramp and does a double muscle pose, causing more pyro’s to explode behind him and the fans react louder. He slowly walks down the ramp, stopping every few feet to pose for the ladies in attendance. Hot Stuff walks up to the ropes and jumps over them, before running and jumping on to the ropes, his arms held high in the air, fans still booing and cheering. Hot Stuff jumps down and clicks his fingers towards Justin, who promptly hands him a mic. The music fades out

HS: New Year Rising was a mixed bag, don't you think?

The fans cheer and boo

HS: I'm gonna address Kennedy straight off here. Kennedy, it's time to put away those delusions of grandeur, because you're stepping up against something you haven't faced before. You keep niggling at me like one of those ankle biting dogs, so I'm gonna spell this out for you. I have no interest in lowering myself to you, you're not worthy of being in the same company as me, let alone being in the ring with me. I got bigger things to deal with then a nobody jumping in to my face to get noticed. I guess you can say this is me telling you to piss off.

Hot Stuff smirks.

HS: Talking of nobodies. Aleksei Koji, how about you bring your drunken, Romani arse out here.

The fans cheer as the look towards the entrance.

HS: Someone find that stumbling drunk and kick him down here.

"Wanderlust King" hits the speakers and the crowd goes nuts. The spotlight is searching for Aleksei in the crowd but can't find him. Then he appears at the entrance ramp, Aleksei appears, holding a bottle in his hand. A PARTY HORDE chant starts up as he makes his way down to the ring. He places the bottle under the ropes then goes in himself. He rises, picking up the bottle and waits a moment for the chanting to die down. Justin gives him a microphone. Hot Stuff looks at Aleksei's patchwork jacket.

HS: I know where some of the parts for this jacket came from Aleksei. Gave that jacket some value. Let's talk value, shall we Aleksei? I feel like this is roles reversed from a couple of weeks ago, this time, I get to ask the questions. I watched your match closely at New Year Rising and well, getting chokeslammed by your own partner, had to hurt a bit, eh?

Aleksei: Da, I am not going to lie. I don't take kindly to being stabbed in back.

HS: Yeah, sorry, must have gave you the impression I was still interested. You've got your arse kicked a lot lately which makes me wonder, what are you really worth to SCW?

Aleksei: Are you kidding me Mark? Look out at those crowds, they love me. You think getting ganged up by goons and loosing a match is going to change that. Look out there and see how many party horde t-shirts people are wearing. When I put things on the you tube these glorious people eat it all up. You think these people come every week to watch Nick and Jordan....I think I am worth a lot Marky boy.

HS: I disagree, I think your value went down when you joined NXT, I think your value went down, when you took my expensive jacket and turned it in to that monstrosity, your value to me went down, when you got chokeslammed by an idiot like Casey, your value, became worthless. You became worthless to your fans, to your company, to your stable, to your boss, so now Aleksei, it's time to pull the trigger. I get rid of things that no longer have value. That being said, go get your stuff, pick up your beer bottles and get out of my company. You can consider this, as your contract being terminated!

The crowd gasp!

Adams: Oh my God! He just fired Aleksei Koji!

Simone: He can't do that!

Adams: He's the boss, he can do what he wants.

Aleksei just stares at Hot Stuff for a moment in disbelief. The crowd is booing and screaming as the reality of the moment settles in. Aleksei's face falls for a long moment but he quickly recovers.

Aleksei: You think getting fired by a jerk wad is going to make these people love me less! You think you can just fire me and get rid of me! Us Romani don't scare off easy my friend. We are not done. I promise you Mark, you still got a gypsy problem. Who thinks Marky boy still has a gypsy problem?

The crowd starts to cheer and a PARTY HORDE chant starts up. Aleksei looks down at his hands for a moment and frowns. Then lets the crowd carry away his bad mood. He flips of Hot Stuff then heads into the crowd. Hot Stuff waves up the ramp.

HS: The truth is, this is my company, I make the rules, and I can do whatever the hell I want around here. Let this be a warning to you all, if you get in my way, I will take you out, that's a promise.

"Midnight/Tornado" blast through the speakers, and Hot Stuff drops the mic. Hot Stuff listens to the boos as he steps through the ropes.

Simone: I just can't believe he's fired Aleksei.

Adams: The boss is in a bad mood tonight




The camera heads right to the ring to kick things off where Justin Decent stands inside of the six-sided ring with a young man in a referee's shirt.

Adams: Who's that?

Simone: Interim referee. Christian and Mark are looking to hire on a third to take some of the weight off of Jasmine and Drew.

Adams: I'm always the last to know anything.

Back to the ring...

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, our opening contest for SCW Climax Control is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Galveston, Texas, weighing 245 pounds ... "Amazing" Ace Baldwin!

"Who Dat" begins to start up in the first couple of bars, no beat, the lights begin to flicker back and fourth between a few colors before the music stops completely and the lights go out before the beat of the song picks up and you can hear the "Who dat, who dat" in the first lines of the song before the lights flicker to life and Ace Baldwin is standing at the top of the ramp to an eruption from the crowd. He bobs his head to the music as the song really picks up into the first verse as he bounces down the ramp and slaps hands on the way down before he stops in front of the ring and flips his hood off on the vest he is wearing and motions for the crowd to get louder before he slides into the ring and goes to the turnbuckle, letting out a warrior cry before he hops down, removes his vest and tests the ropes in the corner, letting the referee check his boots and knee pads.

Justin: And his opponent...!

Suddenly a pale figure hops over the steel barricade and into the ringside area! He grabs Ace by the foot and trips him, dragging him outside of the ring!

Adams: Who's that!?

Simone: It's Lucien Faust! Ace's scheduled opponent!

Adams: I guess he's not much for foreplay!

Without waiting for any form of introduction or even the opening bell, Lucien grabs Ace by the hair and slams his face into the ring apron! Lucien then takes him by the arm and sends him careening against the steel barricade that separates the crowd from the action! Ace arches his back, his face contorted in pain! Lucien then grabs his arm again and this time Irish whips him into the ring steps, sending Baldwin crashing over them and tumbling to the floor!

Simone: Oh this is ridiculous! Get it in the ring so it can start!

Adams: It's already started!

Simone: I mean officially!

Ace holds his body as he starts to force his way to his feet and Lucien comes down off of the steps with a double axehandle blow to the back, sending Baldwin crumbling to the floor once again. Lucien then grabs him by the hair and trunks and rolls him unceremoniously inside of the ring and follows in after him and the rookie official calls for the bell.

Simone: Finally!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

Lucien grabs hold of his young opponent and starts to pull him up but Ace fights back with a couple of punches of his own, trying to shrug him off.

Adams: Ace fighting back! He doesn't want to choke in his SCW debut!

But Lucien cuts him off with a knee to the gut. Lucien bring Baldwin off of the canvas and drives him down with a scoop bodyslam, quickly dropping down with an elbow across the chest. Lucien then drags him up to his feet, Irish whipping him in to the ropes and waiting. Baldwin comes back and Lucien ducks, lifting him over his shoulders, but Baldwin lands on his feet behind Lucien and quickly grabs him down in a roll up pin.

1.....
2..... Lucien kicks out

Simone: Nice counter there by Ace! He almost caught the Ivory Nightmare by surprise!

Both men are up, but Ace is still dazed by the earlier assault and Lucien cuts off his momentum with a rake of the eyes, followed by an open handed chop to the throat that sends Baldwin staggering, grabbing his neck and gagging. The young referee warns Lucien about the shots to the exposed throat.

Simone: Give the kid credit. He's trying to keep this one under control.

Adams: Yeah if I had that guy in my face I think I'd have piddled my pants.

Simone: Piddled?

Lucien grabs Ace and Irish whips him into the far corner, but Ace runs right up the turnbuckles, and in one fluid move, hops around and leaps off, connecting to Faustus with a flying missile dropkick! The crowd comes alive!

Simone: Don't count Ace out of this one, yet!

Ace grabs Faust by the legs and somersaults over him into a bridging cradle!

1.....
2..... Lucien gets his shoulders up!

Simone: This kid is smart! He isn't wasting any time in there! As soon as he gets that freak on his back, he tries for the pin!

Adams: He isn't called 'Amazing' for nothing, you know!

Baldwin backs up a little and waits as Lucien returns to his feet. Baldwin runs toward the ropes and uses the middle rope for a springboard, jumping in the air and grabbing his opponent's head, attempting a tornado DDT but Lucien holds on and counters, dumping his opponent off and over the top rope.

Adams: God that was nasty!

The fans look on in awe as Lucien climbs through he ropes and out of the ring. Lucien kicks Baldwin in the ribs before picking him up and using his power to lift Baldwin above his head and dropping him chest first across the security railing. Baldwin bounces back up, holding his chest but Lucien slams his head in to the security barrier, as the rookie referee tells both men to return to the ring. Faustus grabs Baldwin by the arm and whips him towards the post. Ace Baldwin reverses it, slamming Lucien in to the ring post instead! The fans cheer as Lucien stumbles back and right into Baldwin's waiting arms where he hits a German suplex! The referee finally gives up and gets in the ring to start his count as both men lay outside the ring, breathing hard.

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

Ace rolls over and starts to use the ring to get up.

5...
6...

Lucien also starts to get to his feet and move towards the ring.

7...

Ace Baldwin slides in the ring as does Lucien.

Simone: Great! Both men are back in the ring! Hopefully this ends the chaos outside so we can get a winner between these two newcomers.

Both men are on their feet in the ring. Faustus swings at Ace but his opponent ducks. Baldwin then grabs Lucien in a headlock, but the big man lifts Baldwin up and hits him with a back suplex. Lucien grabs Baldwin back to his feet again. He grabs Ace in a suplex position, but Baldwin blocks the first attempt with his leg. Lucien tries again but once again, Baldwin uses his leg to block. Lucien releases the suplex and hits Baldwin with a shot to the jaw and hooks him up again, this time lifting him high in to the air and drops him down with a fisherman's brainbuster. Lucien goes for the pin.

1...
2...
3 - No! Baldwin gets a shoulder up!

Adams: Oh that was close! How the heck did Ace kick out!?

Simone: These two newcomers are definitely setting standard for the rest of this show!

Back in the ring, an angered Lucien is stomping on Ace Baldwin. He gets Baldwin to his feet and Irish whips him in to the ropes. Baldwin rebounds off the and slides under "The Ivory Nightmare's" legs. Baldwin jumps up and crashes right into the back of Faustus's knees with a chop block, taking him down to the mat! Lucien grabs hold of his leg and Ace goes right to work, dropping three straight elbows down into his knee, then hooking him up and turning him over into a single leg Boston crab. The crowd is cheering!

Adams: Look at the angle he has Lucien's leg twisted at! This might end things right here!

But such is not the case, as Faustus uses his arms to drag himself closer toward the ropes and he grabs the bottom rope, forcing the referee to break the hold. Ace reluctantly releases him and backs off as Lucien uses the ropes to pull himself up, favoring his knee. Ace then brushes past the official and jumps, connecting with a high leg lariat, knocking his opponent right back down! Baldwin grabs him and sends him into the far corner. Ace charges right in but Lucien brings a knee up, greeting Baldwin in the head unceremoniously! Lucien turns and mounts the corner but Ace is right back up! Ace drives a fist into Faustus's head, then brings him out of the corner and on his shoulders.

Simone: This does not look good for Lucien Faustus!

Ace then gets a running start and drives him down with the T.F.C.! He cradles the leg and the referee counts!

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

The crowd cheers as Ace rolls off of Faustus and raises his arms in victory!

Justin: The winner of the match ... "Amazing" Ace Baldwin!

Ace rolls out of the ring and makes his way back up the aisle, slapping hands with the fans who reach out to congratulate him on his debut victory.

Simone: What a way to start things off! Ace Baldwin gets that all-important first win to kick off his SCW career!

Adams: He is pretty ... wait for it ... Amazing!

Simone: **groans**

Inside of the ring, the rookie referee is tending to Lucien who is slowly rising to his feet. Faustus then jerks his arm away from the official and he hauls off and punches him, knocking him out cold!

Simone: What the Hell...!?

Adams: He hit a referee! Sure he's a bit of a wimp referee, but a referee regardless!

Lucien then grabs the fallen official and peels him off of the canvas, hooking him into a front facelock! Faustus then hooks his leg and picks the young official up and drives him down with a fisherman's brainbuster!

Simone: Oh my God! I do not believe what the Hell we are watching!

An enraged Lucien rolls out of the ring as security rushes out and swarms around him, forcing him backstage as a medical crew rushes forward to the ring to tend to the official.




The scene opens up backstage, where Kristen James, wife to SCW's newest superstar "Beautiful" Billy James, is seen walking around checking things out. As she does, she comes into the cafeteria area, at which point she goes up to grab herself a cup of coffee. After she finishes filling up the cup she turns around and nearly bumps into someone, almost spilling the coffee in the process.

Kristen: Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there.

As the camera pans over, it is suddenly revealed the person that Kristen bumped into is none other than Diana Roberts, girlfriend to Nick Jones. Diana doesn't say a word in response, but has simply scowls at Kristen. Kristen moves the cup of coffee into her left hand and puts it off the side out of the way as she then extends out her right hand.

Kristen: You're Diana, right? It's nice to meet you.

Diana looks down at Kristen's hand before looking back up at Kristen without otherwise reacting. After a few moments, Kristen lowers her hand and lets out a bit of a sigh.

Kristen: Listen, I know there's some issues between our husbands, but...

Diana quickly cuts Kristen off, speaking in a nasty tone.

Diana: Nick and I aren't married.

Kristen: Right, sorry. So my husband and your boyfriend have some issues between them, but I don't see why we should let that affect us. Let the two of them worry about that in the ring, am I right?

Diana: I don't know how you feel about your husband, but you see I love my boyfriend. That means I'm actually going to support him, and not run off trying to be best friends with some dumb slut who decided to waste her life with a piece of trash who earned himself the ass-beating a lifetime by screwing with the wrong man. There's plenty of stupid whores around this company, why not try to go become BFFs with them and leave me the hell alone?

Kristen: Listen bitch, I was trying to be nice but I don't know what the hell your problem is. Maybe it's because your loser boyfriend knows better than to actually want to matter some gold-digging skank who opened her legs for his money. I don't really care either, but if you want to have a problem with me, well then you've got it bitch.

Diana: You can talk tough all you want, but you think I'm going to be scared by some tired old hag like you?

Kristen: You sure as shit should be, because don't think that I don't know that you've never even had the guts to step inside of a wrestling ring. So I suggest you learn to stop running your mouth, because I would be more than happy to drag your ass out there and kick your ass myself.

Diana: I would love to see you try.

Kristen: Whatever, just forget it. I was trying to be friendly, but I don't need this shit.

Kristen turns and goes to walk away, but as she does she ends up walking straight into somebody who was apparently standing right behind her. It turns out that somebody is none other than Nick Jones, who looks down at Kristen standing right before him with a big smirk on his face.

Nick: Well would you look who it is. You know Kristen, I heard how you were talking to my woman there, and you should know that's not how a lady acts. I think somebody might need to teach you a lesson in that department.

Nick takes a step in closer towards Kristen which causes her to immediately stumble back, but she ends up stumbling right into Diana who keeps her from moving any further back as Nick stares her down.

Nick: I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. Any woman who spends enough time around that washed-up old loser is sure to end up being just as big of a piece of trash as he is.

Nick then takes a step in closer, putting his hand up towards her face as she moves her head away from him, just managing to keep away from him.

Nick: You really should be careful who you hang around. You never know what kind of bad things can happen when you're with the wrong crowd.

Nick then puts his hand up to the side of Kristen's head, brushing the hair away from her faces as she keeps trying to get further away from him, but is completely backed up against Dana. That all quickly changes as in a moment Nick's hang is quickly yanked away and in one felt swoop Nick is spun around in a complete 180 and ultimately finds himself standing face to face with a very angry looking "Beautiful" Billy James.

Billy: I swear to God you piece of shit, if you ever put a finger on her again it will be the very last thing that you do.

Nick: You talk tough Billy boy, but just like your old lady here, you really do need to learn how to watch your back.

With a quick nod of his head, Nick finds himself in a much better situation just a moment later, as coming up from behind Billy are two of Nick's entourage, Tony and Big B. As the three surround Billy, Billy's eyes never leave Nick, all the while a smirk grows on Nick's face.

Nick: Feel like getting an early start to tonight's action?

Billy stares down Nick without saying a word and before anything else can happen the two men are shoved apart as seemingly out of nowhere they have pushing in between them none other than SCW Co-Owner Christian Underwood. Christian seems rather unhappy as he glares back and forth at both men.

Christian: What the hell do you two think you are doing? I am going to have absolutely none of this crap, you hear me?

Christian looks back and forth at both men, but gets no response as they continue to stare past Christian at one another.

Christian: In case that hasn't registered, let me make sure it is perfectly clear, neither of you better lay a hand on each other prior to that bell ringing for your match tonight. If you do, then you will be suspended indefinitely, without pay, no questions asked.

Christian then turns his attention directly to Nick.

Christian: And I promise you, there will be nothing your buddy Mark will be able to do to help you out of that.

Christian then turns towards where Tony and Big B are standing.

Christian: That goes for you two too!

Big B responds with a very quick series of nods while Tony simply glares at Christian for a moment before stepping forward and getting face to face with the SCW boss.

Tony: How's stupid you t'ink I am?

Christian: I don't think you want me to answer that.

Tony: I ain't care how stupid you t'ink dis guy is.

Tony motions towards Big B as he continues on.

Tony: But I ain't dat stupid, I knows betta'. Listen, you's may be a boss around here, but you's ain't my boss. SCW ain't pay me one damn cent, da boss Nick here does. Capiche?

Christian: That may be true, but let me make something that is very important very clear to you, I still have plenty of power over you. With very little effort, I can make sure that you are never again allowed to step foot inside of an arena that is hosting an SCW event. Nick can keep paying you all he wants to do whatever he wants, but that will all end the moment he shows up for work. Now call me crazy, but I have this funny fooling that your boss over there wouldn't be all too happy about that, now would he?

Christian glares over at Nick who says something in response. Tony then turns and looks at Nick, who simply nods his head at Tony. Tony then takes a step back, backing away from Christian. Nick looks past Christian back to Billy again.

Nick: This doesn't make one damn bit of difference to me. All it's really done is delay the inevitable. You have a few more hours, so enjoy them while you can, because when you step inside that ring, all bets are off.

Nick then stares Billy down as he starts to slowly step away, eventually turning and walking off as he's quickly followed behind by Tony and Big B as the scene cuts away.




As we wander around backstage, Erik Staggs is seen leaning against the wall with a notepad in his hands. He is facing someone, but the camera does not reveal it. He stands up straight, adjusting his tie as his icy eyes rest on his subject. He doesn’t seem to be pleased as he opens his mouth to speak.

Erik Staggs: So, you see… I could really use your backing in this. I know we haven’t really seen eye to eye, but it’s time for a change. You like change very much…

Erik’s indifferent expression quickly turns to one that mocks concern. He puts a hopeful smile on his face, but the camera turns to see Spike Staggs sitting there with the SCW Heavyweight Championship sitting on his right shoulder. He is clearly not amused as he rolls his eyes. He opens his mouth to speak but is quickly cut off in desperation.

Erik: You of ALL people should be on board with this, especially with your… problems… as of late. Will you at least give it some thought? Just imagine the possibilities…

Spike rubs his chin, his mouth slightly ajar in confusion. He tilts his head slightly to the side and then takes a deep breath.

Spike: Uhhh… no. This has got to be the most underhanded, dirty, crackpot scheme you have ever cooked up, and I’m not going to have any part of it.

Erik’s face immediately becomes drained of emotion, which signals something sinister is brewing. Spike clinches his jaw as Erik steps forward. He gets in Spike’s face and stares deep into his eyes.

Erik: Oh… you are going to be a part of this… One way or another, my dear sweet boy…

With that, Erik shoves past Spike, knocking into his shoulder as he walks on down the hallway with a false sense of dignity. Spike adjusts his belt and shakes his head as he watches his uncle disappear.




The lights begin to flicker around the room, spot lights scan around the crowd, "Salt in the Wound" begins to play as the crowd begin to cheer, looks around to see where he is coming from. Frost appears from one side of the arena and heads through the crowd before climbing over the barricade and slides under the bottom rope. The SCW Tag Team Championship is clasped around his waist as the lights come back to normal, the music begins to fade as Lucian walks over to one side of the ring and takes a microphone from Justin, the crowd continue to cheer as he begins to pace around the ring.

Lucian Frost: I stand before you as one half of the reigning and defending tag team champion, this should be a jubilant occasion where Blood Omen have retained our crown against Young Lions, however I feel like I have been cheated and wronged.

Lucian unclasps the championship and holds it up in front of him.

Lucian Frost: I am not sure what the situation is going to be for the Young Lions, but I hope Christian or Mark are listening to me when I say they deserve another shot, to settle it once and for all since the outcome was marred by someone associated with myself!

The crowd cheer with separate chants for Max Burke and Trevor Irons. Lucian nods his head in agreement as he drapes the championship over the top rope.

Lucian Frost: Carlos Duquesne! For weeks you have been a thorn in my side, for weeks you have been giving me proposition after proposition after proposition, and for weeks I have been declining your offer. However you decided to make yourself known last week, introducing a massive man to attack not just myself in the back but also my partner and opponents at New Year Rising! You gave me an ultimatum of joining you or face the consequences. Well I have my answer!

“No Church in the Wild” by Jay Z and Kanye West begins to play over the PA system, Carlos Duquesne walks out onto the stage with a massive grin across his face, his custom Italian suit looking elegant as ever as he begins to walk down the aisle and makes his way into the ring. Carlos climbs through the ropes as Justin holds yet another microphone from the outside, he walks past Lucian to snatch it away from him, Carlos walks past Frost as the music fades with his free hand perches inside his trouser pocket.

Carlos Duquesne: The time has been ticking all week and you’ve left it until the twelfth hour to give me my response, so what is it going to be?

He reaches into his jacket pocket and pulls out what looks like a contract

Carlos Duquesne: Are you going to be the latest man to sign for Duquesne Sports Agencies or am I going to unleash hell on you?

Carlos grabs a pen from his breast pocket and holds the contract aloft for Frost to sign, the audience urge Frost not to do it, Lucian looks around at the crowd before taking a step forward to grab the contract. The audience begin to boo as Lucian takes the pen and begins to scribble, Carlos begins to clap his hands in celebration as his new acquisition finalizes the deal, Frost walks back over to him and hands the contract back to him with a heavy heart. Carlos puts the pen into his pocket and holds the contract high in the air.

Carlos Duquesne: There you have it folks! Standing in the middle of this ring is my newest superstar, the man who I’ll personally lead to the SCW Heavyweight Championship, he maybe the man of mystery but he is also the man I represent with his signature right..

He looks at the contract

Carlos Duquesne: …Go to hell?

Lucian rushes across the ring and hits a running front dropkick to Carlos abdomen, sending him crashing back into the turnbuckles, Frost gets back up to rush across the ring to hit a running fireman’s carry slam into a top rope moonsault. The crowd cheer as the middle aged agent is left holding his stomach in pain, trying to crawl out of the ring for sanctuary, Lucian picks up the microphone and kneels down next to the fallen agent.

Lucian Frost: I will never be a part of your organization! I have been successful without you and whilst I have my last breath in my body I’ll still be as successful without your help!

He drops the microphone and is about to step out of the ring before the sound of laughter is heard. Lucian turns his head to see the beaten agent just laughing into the microphone on the canvas

Carlos Duquesne: You may have been successful without me but you’ll be unsuccessful thanks to me! Hell is about to be unleashed!

The crowd near the aisle begin to shout and jeer, the cameraman turns to see the giant man who interfered at New Year Rising walking down the aisle and climbs over the top rope, Frost looks at his fellow masked man with a tilt of the head before running towards him without fear. The man catches the cruiserweight and hits a his variation of the spinning side slam. Frost rolls on the canvas grabbing his ribs in pain, the giant man places his palm over the masked face and lifts Lucian back up to his feet in one motion. The giant man lifts Lucian up so he is across his shoulders before executing a Face First Argentine Back Breaker Rack Slam. Lucian lays motionless in the middle of the ring, Carlos lifts himself up using the ropes with microphone in hand, the giant man stands over the fallen champion with the audience booing the pair. Carlos looks down at frost.

Carlos Duquesne: This man stands over Seven Feet high, he weighs well over three hundred pounds, he is the newest addition to my clientele and he is going to be your personal hell! The man is known simply as… Pernicious!

Pernicious leans down and grabs the mask of Lucian, he pulls a few times until the stitching finally gives way to yank the mask off the tag team champion, he lifts the mask up over his head as Carlos drops the microphone. Pernicious steps over the top rope as Carlos climbs through the ropes and follows his client down the aisle and into the back. Lucian lays motionless in the ring with his long hair draped over his unmasked face.

Adams: Will we get to see what he looks like, if he is actually scared, wouldn’t it be freaky to see that!

Simone: There is no need to make fun, Lucian hasn’t moved since that giant, known as Pernicious, hit the argentine backbreaker slam that caused him to land precariously on his head.

Paramedics begin to make their way down to ringside, the arena doctor slides under the bottom rope checking to see if he is alright, getting no reaction they slide the stretcher into the ring as the doctor places a neck brace on. Fans ringside try to take pictures to capture what Frost may look like without the mask, the paramedic’s slide the board to his side, the doctor begins to count to get the Frost to turn on his front exposing his face. The lights in the arena cut for a moment. As the lights come back on the paramedics and doctor look around in shock, the motionless Frost had disappeared, the audience cheer as the masked enigma does another disappearing trick.




Backstage, there is chaos as a swarm of security officials are forcing Lucien Faustus towards the exit of the building while the bosses, Christian, Mark and Erik watch on; Mark shouting for security...

HS: Get him the bloody Hell out of here!

Back at ringside, Jason looks to Belinda.

Adams: That has to be the shortest SCW career that we've ever seen!




Justin Decent: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and is a TRIPLE THREAT! Introducing first, from The Hamptons, New York, standing at 5 feet 4 inches and weighing in at 124 pounds, she is… DANICA JONES!!!

All of a sudden “Envy” by kHz starts playing all over the Pa system. Two spot lights are pointed at the entrance way. A silhouette of a woman is standing behind the curtains. From the curtains emerges a woman wearing a white sleeveless hooded sweatshirt. That woman is none other than Danica Jones and the fans give her a mixed reaction. She walks down to the ring and slides in under the ropes as she awaits her opponents.

Justin Decent: Introducing next, from St Louis, Missouri, standing at 5 feet 5 inches and weighing in at 115 pounds, she is… FAITH!!!

”Scum of the Earth” by Rob Zombie begins playing through the PA system as the stage lights blink to the beat of the music. Without hesitation, Faith comes walking onto the stage, waving her arms up, shouting for the fans to get on their feet. She walks to the edge of the ramp, looking from side to side as the music picks up, she bangs her head down abruptly and swings her dreads around for a minute before pointing up to the sky. She runs down one side of the ramp, slapping hands with fans before switching sides. She then dashes up toward the ring and jumps onto the apron. She turns around and swings her dreads around once more to the music before getting inside of the ring. She bows her head and jogs from side to side, throwing fists to get her ready for her opponent while eyeballing Danica.

Justin Decent: Introducing last, from The Hamptons, New York, standing at 5 feet 9 inches and weighing in at 120 pounds, she is… ANGEL KASH!!!

# Beautiful, dirty, dirty, rich, rich, dirty, dirty
# Beautiful, dirty, rich
# Dirty, dirty, rich, dirty, dirty, rich, beautiful
# Beautiful and dirty, dirty, rich, rich, dirty

The fans begin to boo loudly as the opening cords of Lady Gaga's "Beautiful, Dirty, Rich” hits over the PA system, as the arena lights dim, and begin flashing all over, a gold carpet rolls out, and out steps Angel Kash who has a smug look on her face, as she is greeted by a loud chorus of boos! She smirks before striking a pose for the fans who are booing the arrogant young woman who just takes it in stride.

# Beautiful, dirty, dirty, rich, rich, dirty, dirty
# Beautiful, dirty, rich
# Dirty, dirty, rich, dirty, dirty, rich, beautiful
# Beautiful and dirty, dirty, rich, rich, dirty

As she begins her arrogant supermodel style strut to the ring, trash talking, and taunting the fans as they boo her, she finally sticks her hand rudely out and puts it up to the fans to mean "talk to the hand!" As she slowly climbs the steps she yells at the ref to lower the ropes for her, which he does. She then does a bow, to taunt to the fans some more which only gets her more boos, as she climbs onto the second turnbuckle to do some more taunting, and then sits on the top turnbuckle, taking her ring entrance trademark black fur rope and hands it to the stage hand, as she lays on the turnbuckle nonchalantly, and her music cuts.

DING! DING! DING!

Danica and Angel square off, walking to the center of the ring, staring each other down in a display of dominance. Both ladies talk trash to each other, wanting to show which family member will be in control. Faith stands there, folding her arms across her chest, nodding her head at the two as they continue to mutter words to each other. Faith shakes her head as Angel takes the first swing. She knocks Danica around in a circle, but she comes back with a right of her own, connecting to the beautiful face of Angel Kash. Angel holds her face in shock as Danica spears Angel into the turnbuckle.

Simone: These ladies are doing their best to prove to each other, and to the bosses, just who deserves to move on.

Adams: Well, Danica and Angel are, Faith is just… wait, nevermind…

As Danica smashes Angel into the corner, Faith comes flying across the ring, smashing both ladies hard against the steel ring post! She does a snapmare to Danica, planting her hard on the mat. She turns around to get an eye rake from Angel. As she holds onto her face, Angel flings Faith into the corner. She shoves her boot up into Faith’s face, grinding it in as best she can. She screams out at her opponent, humiliating her and laughing about it. Angel drops the boot, but brings her knee into Faith’s stomach repeatedly as the bombshell grunts in pain. Angel takes a couple of steps back, but Danica surprises us all by climbing through the ropes and leaping to the top rope where she comes off with a flying bulldog.

Simone: Wow! That’s all I can say with these Bombshells. They definitely have what it takes to get along in SCW.

Adams: I’m not sure about that. Faith can’t seem to… Again, nevermind…

Out of nowhere, the feisty bombshell gets a little “ghetto” when she grabs onto the back of Danica’s head, getting a fist full of hair. She drags Danica to the center of the ring, talking trash to her face before dropping down with a punch that looks as powerful as a punch from the freight train of pain. Danica falls to the ground as Faith nods her head. She turns around and spots Angel on the ground and she picks the dirty rich bombshell up by the hair, wrapping it up in her fists. She comes crashing down with another powerful punch that brings the fans to their feet. She throws her fists into the air, showboating for them. She begins stalking Danica carefully, telling her to get up. Almost as if she is obeying Faith, Danica begins to get up. Faith crouches down a bit, stalking her carefully. As Danica stumbles forward, Faith plants a dropkick to her that sends her back down to the ground. She turns around and looks right at Angel Kash and a sadistic smile comes over her face. She points down to the bombshell and looks around as the fans cheer her on. She shrugs her shoulders and shouts out “RICH BITCH!” as she turns her over onto her stomach and lifts her ankle up, she locks on a single leg elevated Boston Crab.

Adams: I hear she learned that move from a certain Heavyweight Champion. They call it the C-Stretch. And in case you didn’t notice, the champion I am talking about is Spike Staggs!

Simone: Oh, thanks for clarifying. I thought you might be talking about Kai Kennedy, The Spectre, or Chris Xtreme… Idiot…

As Angel tries inching her way toward the ropes, Faith is not having it. She drags her out toward the center of the ring and Angel is within inches of tapping when Danica intervenes. She grabs onto Faith’s hair, yanking on it until she releases the hold, and she drops her down with a Reverse Neckbreaker. Faith rolls around as Danica looks pleased, seeing both ladies down on the mat. She steps back as Angel tries crawling up the ropes. Danica dashes behind her, acting like she is going to help Angel up, but instead, she flips over the ropes and onto Angel’s shoulders, falling down with a Victory Roll. Referee Drew Patton drops down for the count.

1!

2!

Kickout!

Adams: Impressive, and very well scouted maneuver by Danica Jones. Unfortunately, it wasn’t enough to put her away.

Simone: I thought she had it there, but we see a lot of resilience from Angel Kash here tonight.

Angel kicks her legs up with everything she’s got in her, ignoring the pain of the C Stretch. She slides out and waits for Danica to get up. As Danica charges, Angel drops her down with a Drop Toe Hold. Angel bashes her cousin’s head into the mat, shouting at her in a scolding manner. Faith, once again, grabs a handful of hair and yanks Angel up off of the ground and tosses her over into the corner. She charges forward with a head full of steam, spearing Angel into the corner. She grabs onto her hair and climbs up over her head, standing on the second rope. She positions herself and comes flipping overhead with a very strategic Diamond Dust. She quickly rolls Angel over for the count.

1!

2!

2 ½!

Adams: And Danica Jones in for the save! This one was just a hair from being over!

Simone: These ladies will fit right in with the rest of the Bombshells. They are on fire already! Angel Kash has got something to prove after losing to Roxi Johnson at New Year Rising, while Danica Jones and Faith are fresh out of the box here.

Danica catches Faith off guard as she leaps up, planting her feet against Faith’s chest and her hands firmly on Faith’s shoulders. She rolls back with a Monkey Flip that sends Faith skidding across the mat. She looks at Faith, who is ready to charge back at her after turning the momentum into a Baseball Slide. She ducks a clothesline and Irish Whips Faith into the ropes. However, Faith reverses it and send her flying off of the ropes. As she comes back, Faith goes for a Back Body Drop, but Danica stalls it. She squeezes her thighs around Faith’s neck and comes back down to the ground. She tries to bring Faith up for a Piledriver, but Faith lifts her up. Instead of dropping her, she waltzes around with Danica kicking her feet around wildly. She flings her forward on top of Angel as hard as she can. She dusts her hands off before climbing up to the top rope. She watches them both carefully before jumping off with a Bionic Elbow. She connects with it, but the referee begins a count early.

1!

2!

Adams: Rookie mistake there by Faith. She nearly cost herself the match right there.

Simone: Right, but her ring sense didn’t allow it. She might not be ready for the likes of Vixen, Misty, or Odette Ryder, but she’s got a bright future ahead of her. All three of these ladies do.

Faith pulls Danica off of Angel to break up the accidental count. She jogs several steps back and then flips forward with a Springboard Legdrop to Danica. She drops down once more for the count.

1!

2!

2 ½!

2 ¾!

With just a fraction of a second left, Angel Kash stumbles up to her feet and falls down with a forearm smash to Faith’s back, breaking up the count. She is beyond angry as she mounts Faith’s back and begins smashing her head into the mat almost violently. Faith uses all of her strength to get up from the mat with Angel holding on for dear life. Faith positions herself and then darts forward, using everything she’s got in her to flip forward and collide with Angel against the far turnbuckle, breaking Angel’s clutch, but also putting herself down. The fans cheer on the action as all three bombshells lie out cold on the mat.

1!

2!

3!

4!

Simone: Angel Kash is the first to move. She is proving to be very resilient here, proving her experience above the other two.

As Angel gets up from the mat, she stops for a bit of a breather as she looks down at her lifeless opponents. She thinks to herself about which to choose to end this. She picks up her cousin, Danica, who stumbles a bit. Angel jumps up and hits the Kash Flow. She covers Danica and Drew drops down for the count.

Simone: Kash Flow! It’s over!

Adams: Experience overrides confidence here!

1!

2!

BREAK!

Faith surprises everyone by pulling Angel off by the leg. Angel pounds the mat in frustration and gets in Faith’s face. She slaps the taste out of her mouth as she screams, but Faith shocks her by slapping the taste out of her mouth! She completes the rest of the God-Smack by falling down with a Spinning Neckbreaker, and before Drew even gets off the ground, Faith covers.

1!

2!

3!

Justin Decent: Your winner by pinfall… FAITH!!!

Adams: She did it! Faith scored the win in a very successful debut match up!

Simone: It looks like experience did not, in fact, override confidence. And it’s hard not to be confident with someone like Spike Staggs as a trainer.

”Scum of the Earth” by Rob Zombie begins playing as Faith gets a second wind. She jumps up from the mat and jogs around the ring in excitement. The fans cheer her on as she climbs to the top rope, swinging her dreads around. She moves across the ring and repeats this on the other side of the ring. Once she is satisfied, she rolls under the bottom rope, holding her fists up in celebration as she makes her way to the back.




Backstage, as Faith pushes through the curtains, she is met by her mentor, Spike Staggs, along with Vixen. Faith is breathing heavily, full of adrenaline. She practically falls into Spike’s arms for a celebratory hug as he pats her on her back. Without saying a word, she shakes hands with our Bombshell Champion, who is proudly displaying her belt alongside Spike’s Heavyweight belt. As she takes in one last deep breath, Spike looks to Vixen, then back to Faith.

Spike: You really put on a show out there… Much better than my debut. If you are careful, you might just be Vixen’s next challenger.

Vixen smiles and nods her head as Faith stands there, nearly in disbelief. She soaks in the experience, staying almost silent other than her pants.

Vixen: Keep on doing what you’re doing, and we just might meet up for the top prize, honey.

Faith is about to say something as Vixen pats her shoulder in a friendly manner. Spike and Vixen walk on as Faith stands there, nearly in shock.




The camera opens up to a shot inside Hot Stuff Mark Ward’s office. The camera picks up on Hot Stuff and Jordan Williams in the middle of a conversation.

Jordan: …Bro, I’m just reiterating my stance on the feud between you and Billy for the one-hundredth time. You know my position.

HS: Yeah, I know. You’re not going to pick sides, I know.

Jordan: If this was anyone else, I’d be in the fight helping out, kicking ass. But it’s Billy…he’s my boy. I never had problems with him.

HS: I don’t see how. He’s the biggest prick in the world.

Jordan: You two should see a therapist together. Work out your issues, then we all can be friends again.

HS: Bro, this isn’t a scripted reality show. This is real life. I hate him, he hates me. Its simple. He was and always will be inferior to me. As much as I can’t stand it, he’s in my company…I’m not in his. So, I’ll make his life a living hell before I give him what he wants.

Jordan shrugs his shoulders as they continue talking.




The scene cuts backstage where "Beautiful" Billy James is seen standing in the locker room area, in the midst of a call on his cell phone.

Billy: Hey man, listen, I'm going to need your help tonight.

Billy stops and listens for a moment before responding.

Billy: No no, just some backup that's all. I'm not going to need any help in this match, but between his entourage and that stable of his, Nick is going to be having plenty of those little weasels sneaking around. I just need someone to watch my back.

Billy waits and listens again.

Billy: Yeah, exactly. If you could do that, that would be great. All I really want is to try to keep this match as me verses Nick, nothing more.

As Billy listens some more, it's clear he's hearing something he's very happy with as a big smile starts to grow across his face.

Billy: You're kidding me. You really think you can pull that off? Wow, if you could man, that would be amazing. Thanks so much, I'll see you tonight! Alright, bye.

Billy hangs up the phone as he stands there with a big smile on his face.

Billy: You're kidding me. You really think you can pull that off? Wow, if you could man, that would be amazing. Thanks so much, I'll see you tonight! Alright, bye.

Adams: What was that all about?

Simone: It was obviously about tonight's match, but what I want to know is who he was talking to!

Adams: Who knows, Billy has a lot of old friends in this business.

Simone: I think tonight may have just gotten a bit more interesting.




Backstage Aleksei Koji has turned a quiet corner of venue into his own private party. He sits on the floor with a bottle of rum reading over the program for tonight's event. The Young Lions, Max and Trevor walk over to him.

Trevor: Hey man whats up I thought we were being interviewed tonight?

Aleksei: Ah yes but I no longer work here anymore.

Max: What happened to the bad ass who doesn't give a crap what the bosses think.

Aleksei: Ah yes but I got the purple slip boys.

Trevor: I think its pink slip.

Aleksei shrugs and takes a drink. Max snatches the booze from him and throws it aside. Aleksei gets briefly angry.

Max: Snap out of it man!

Trevor: Yeah, your the one who told us all that crap about being a warrior. Get off your ass and do something.

Aleksei thinks on it a moment and then suddenly leaps up. He points to Max.

Aleksei: You owe me booze...but you are right. There will be time enough for drink. I have an idea.

Aleksei stumbles off. Trevor and Max look at each other.

Trevor: Not sure if that is a good thing.

Max: Your guess is as good as mine.

The two of then keep talking as the walk away.




Simone: The action continues here tonight as Daniel Tyler takes on the newcomer Ryan Kidd!

Adams: We’ve already had two debuts earlier tonight when we saw Lucian Faustus take on Ace Baldwin in a great match, let’s see if Ryan can impress just as much!

The intro of “Dark Horse” boomed from the PA system and the lights began to flicker as the song kicks in.

Justin: The following singles contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Long Beach, California, weighing in at 215ibs, making his SCW debut, Ryan Kidd!

Ryan Kidd comes out from the back. He began hardcore dancing on the floor spinning around like there's no tomorrow before raising his arms up in the air to the delight of the fans. He walks down the ramp slapping some hands of the fans. He goes around the ring slapping some more hands before stopping in front of a steel steps. He climbs the steps and stops at the ring apron before looking around the venue. He climbs the top rope from the ring apron and raises both his arms up before somersaulting down to the ring. He walks to the opposite side of the ring and raises his arms again before walking to his corner while his music fades.

Simone: It seems we have a male version of Jessie Salco here!

Adams: Can you imagine if they had kids?!

Ryan doesn’t have to wait long for the arrival of his opponent as "Hit ME with Your Best Shot" hits the PA as red and silver pyro goes off on stage.

Justin: His opponent, being accompanied by Tiami Tyler, from Canton, Ohio, weighing in at 251ibs, Daniel Tyler!

Simone: Speaking of Jessie Salco it’s surprising to see Tiami accompany Daniel out to the ring for this match considering how her match with Jessie Salco at New Year’s Rising ended.

Adams: Well Jessie did take the brunt of the impact so she has that going for her!

Daniel walks out with Tiami and the crowd boos loudly as they pose on the stage. They walk down the ramp and Daniel slides into the ring going nose to nose with his opponent.

Simone: Daniel’s not wasting any time with the trash talk.

Adams: Yeah no……OHH! BITCH SLAP BY DANIEL TYLER!

Ryan recoils as he feels the slap and Daniel smirks cockily, his cockiness is quickly destroyed however as Ryan surprises him with a dropkick and Drew Patton quickly signals for the bell.

Simone: Doesn’t matter how big you are, it’s never a good idea to slap your opponent!

Adams: And Daniel’s learning that the hard way!

Daniel quickly recovers and charges at Ryan, however Ryan sees him coming and hits him with a quick arm drag before going for an armbar, Daniel uses his strength to power over Ryan but Ryan rolls through before surprising Daniel with a Standing Shooting Star Press, he quickly goes for a cover 1…..2…..Daniel kicks out and quickly slides out of the ring.

Simone: It’s plain to see that Daniel underestimated Ryan going into this match.

Adams: And that he’s regretting that fact!

Tiami runs over to check on her brother who insists that he’s alright, however he shoves Tiami out of the way once he realizes that Ryan has gone for a springboard cross body to the outside, Ryan catches him however, hoists him onto his shoulder and sends Ryan flying shoulder first against the ring post!

Simone: That’s gonna hurt in the morning!

Adams: Especially if Daniel can get his Cross Armbreaker locked in!

Daniel stomps away at Daniel’s arm before Drew yells at him to bring the fight back into the ring, Daniel does so in order to avoid being counted out and goes for a cover 1….2…..Ryan kicks out with his good arm but rather than be deterred Daniel grabs onto Ryan’s bad arm and locks in an armbar.

Simone: Daniel’s continuing to work on that arm.

Adams: And if he keeps that up Ryan will be easy pickings for Daniel.

Daniel pulls back on the submission hold but Ryan refuses to submit, Daniel tries to pick Ryan up to go for a move of some kind but Ryan surprises Daniel with a Jawbreaker forcing him to let go of the hold, Ryan holds onto his arm in pain but he doesn’t let that stop him from kicking Daniel in the midsection and hitting him with a Whisper in the Wind!

Simone: I believe he calls that the Fall from Grace.

Adams: Call it whatever you want, it sure was effective!

Ryan goes for a cover 1….2…..Tiami puts Daniel’s foot on the ropes and points it out to Drew who quickly stops the count.

Simone: Is Drew that blind?

Adams: Well, it is a job requirement for working as a ref!

Ryan argues with Drew about it but Drew maintains his stance, Ryan shoots a death glare to Tiami at ringside before picking up Daniel and hitting him with an Eye of The Hurricane before sitting up Daniel and hitting him with a Shining Wizard, Ryan goes for another cover…..but Drew never drops down for the count as Tiami is on the apron!

Simone: You have got to be kidding me!?

Adams: Why doesn’t Drew just eject her already?!

Ryan gets up for the cover and gets in a shouting match with Tiami over her continued interference, Tiami eventually hops off the apron but only because Daniel has used the distraction to roll up Ryan 1…..2….kick out by Ryan.

Simone: Tiami almost cost Ryan the match there.

Adams: Though to be fair she’s a bombshell and they tend to be extremely distracting.

Simone: Off course they are…..

Adams: Sorry I was staring at Tiami’s ass, did you say something?

Ryan gets back to his feet as does Daniel who quickly backs into a corner, Ryan charges at Daniel but Daniel moves out of the way thinking that Ryan will go shoulder first into the turnbuckle, however Ryan proves to be smarter than that and stops himself just in time before leveling Daniel with a Superkick!

Simone: And Ryan calls that the White Light!

Adams: But he’s not done!

Ryan climbs out onto the apron and starts climbing the turnbuckle, however Tiami grabs onto his foot earning her a death glare from Ryan.

Simone: Ugh, not again!

Adams: Is there something Tiami’s trying to tell us with the constant interference?

Ryan manages to kick Tiami off the apron but the Bombshell lands on her feet, finally fed up with her interference Ryan leaps from the top rope and hits her with a Suicide Dive.

Simone: Finally!

Adams: NOOOO!!! She’s still injured from last week!

Simone: Then she shouldn’t have interfered!

Ryan climbs back on the turnbuckle but gets leveled by the Sins of a Rose by Daniel Tyler sending the youngster to the matt, however once Daniel sees that Tiami is knocked out he becomes enraged and locks in the Death of a Rose, Ryan resists for a few minutes before tapping but Daniel refuses to let go off the hold, Drew eventually has enough and leaves the ring to chat with Justin Decent.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, even though Daniel has won by submission Drew Patton has chosen to reverse the decision due to Daniel not letting go of his submission hold, therefore the winner by disqualification Ryan Kidd!

Simone: Ryan wins! What an upset!

Adams: And speaking of upset!

Daniel has finally let go in order to argue with Drew over the decision but Drew maintains his stance, Ryan quickly rolls out of the ring celebrating his first win despite his injured arm.




As we return from commercial, Scream by The Misfits hits over the P.A.

Whoaa ohh ohhh
Whoaa ohh ohhh
Whoaa ohh ohhh
Scream

No sooner had those lyrics finished, the guitar cuts back in and strobe lighting begins to flicker.

A chill runs up your spine
it crawls into your brain.
The freezing touch of fear.

Amy appears at the top of the ramp, where she surveys her surroundings before raising her arms to make an X sign.

It's driving me insane
Although you try to fight
Dragged from the silence where you hide
'til you... Scream

Amy then begins to head down the ramp, ignoring the fans around her before climbing inside the ring, where she climbs the turnbuckle and raises her arms high before blowing a single kiss towards the crowd. Amy then jumps off the turnbuckle before grabbing a mic and moving to the centre of the ring.

Amy Marshall: New Years Rising didn’t exactly plan out the way Necra and I wanted and if you have been living under a rock for the past week, Necra and I lost our Bombshell tag team titles to Laura Jackson and Trash Newborn.

The crowd give a mixed reaction.

Amy Marshall: And for once it wasn’t my fault at losing the match, however, Necra did one thing that most wrestlers should know, hell I am not exactly a veteran of the sport but I damn well know to ignore what’s happening outside the ring with your tag partner and of course interfering idiots. But hey, we are only human.

Amy shrugs and in way forgiving Necra for the fuck up at New Years Rising.

Amy Marshall: So back to what happening outside the ring when Necra and I lost the tag titles. For those who were close by, you may or may not of heard the distinct sounds of something breaking or snapping… but I certainly did and it was a beautiful sound.

I can’t confirm if it was bone or tendons and ligaments ripping off the bone or if anything is broken, but I can tell you that hearing Trish scream was music to my ears and I hope that its put her on the shelf permanently.

The crowd give a mixed reaction with mostly cheers for Trish’s predicament.

Amy Marshall: For those who are wondering why I am showing no concern, is because the bitch deserves anything that comes her way, if I had a second chance against her I would break her arm, just like the parasitic leech Rose Acantha.

Those who follow my career, would know what I am on about, but for those who don’t… the short version is; when I was in NCW I broke some unstable parasitic whore’s arm. And I enjoyed it and I want to do it again.

In fact since I have nothing to do tonight and Trish has nothing better to do… how about you come out bitch and lets end this rivalry for once and for all….

"King Of The World" by Porcelain Black suddenly plays out loud over the P.A system, as Trish Newborn limps out with crutches to support her weight still suffering from the injures of last week’s end of Nerca and Amy’s reign as Bombshell Tag Team champions onto the stage holding a microphone in one hand. The crowd gives reactions of booing and name chanting for the Italian Bombshell, Trish doesn’t care and blocks them out. She, however, stares up at her older sister with fury talking back to her with unkind words not fit for local television. Newborn stops, adjusts herself to hold the other crutch and lifts the mic.

Trish Newborn: Look here you little bitch, I have had enough of you trying to come into a place that doesn’t need nor wants someone as weak as you! Believe me if I was medically cleared I would be right in that ring in front of these in-bred assholes, and kick your ass for good! You want to say that you are better than me, but yet you’ve not gotten a single win at only tough competitors at their best. Until that day happens, you will never be better than me. No one cares about what happened in another promotion thousands of miles away, you think these people have damn cable access? They spend too much time tipping off hookers and spending millions at crappy designed games.

A sea of louder boos comes pouring in. Trish just rolls her eyes, and continues.

Trish Newborn: But face facts, you will always and forever be known as the sister to Trish Newborn. You think the tag team titles matter to me? Take them, I don’t want some two-bit trash since my one satisfaction was to assure that you didn’t have them anymore is complete, I don’t want them. I already gave my half up willingly already. Shocked whore? Thought I was a title grabbing troll who enjoys winning championships after championships? After this injured my contract is up, I refuse to resign with this hellhole after you tainted it with your talks of promoting porn. Don’t worry though Amy; I want a match against you to be my last one here after I fully recover. I want it to be your one and only time to shine like you’ve never had before until I crush you. And if you even consider wanting payback following me again after your career here remains in the shit, I will do what our mother should have done – bury you.

At this point, the crowd of SCW starts chanting: “PUSSY!” “PUSSY!” “PUSSY!” throughout the arena, Trish just smirks and cocks her head to the side and nods mumbling to herself. Before anyone can continue, Hot Stuff appears at the top of the ramp.

HS: Woah! Hold up!

Both women stop and stare at the ramp.

HS: Well it seems like you two really want to rip each others eyes out, eh?

The fans cheer.

HS: Sadly, it's not gonna happen. You see that injury Trish has, she's gonna be gone for a while. That injury is not only gonna stop her from competing against you, but also gonna stop her from defending that tag title of hers. Concerning that, later tonight, Laura Jackson will be picking her new partner, but I'm gonna throw you two ladies a bone.

Hot Stuff turns to the camera and winks.

HS: Didn't mean the way it sounded, but hey, the shoe fits. I will give you something you want though. As soon as Trish is medically cleared to go, you two will be allowed to kick the living daylights out of each other, and so you shall. I'd recommend you two start thinking of that day, because all your Christmasses would have come at once.

Hot Stuff smirks as the fans cheer

HS: Start counting down the days ladies.

Hot Stuff drops the mic and turns to walk away.

Simone: Did you hear that? As soon as Trish gets medically cleared, these two will go at it!

Adams: Thanks boss, you just made a lot of people very happy




Backstage, the camera peaks into the women’s locker room where Erik Staggs is seen walking toward the door. He smiles as he reaches a hand out. His toothy grin widens as he extends his own hand, taking the feminine hand into his. He gives it a firm shake before raising it up to his own lips, kissing it tenderly in a gentlemanly manner. He chuckles briefly as he starts to walk toward the door.

Erik Staggs: We will keep in touch… Think about what I’ve said.

Erik smiles as he turns the knob on the door. He pulls it open, walking through it as we see Misty standing there with a big smirk on her face, alone. Erik whistles as he walks out of the shot and we fade.




The camera opens up to Jordan Williams wandering the backstage halls. Jordan makes his way to a locker room that says “Billy James” on it. Jordan knocks on the door, then walks in. As Jordan walks in, Billy James is stretching, getting ready for his match with Nick Jones. Billy goes from stretching to getting a cautious fighting stance.

Jordan with his hands in a defensive position: Look Billy, I didn’t come to fight you.

Billy drops his guard and nods his head.

Jordan: I just wanted to say a few things to clear the air.

Billy: Shoot.

Jordan: I just wanted to tell you that, since you and Mark are back to fighting one-another, again, I feel like I have to say, I’m steering clear from this one…again.

Billy smirks and says: I understand.

Jordan: I don’t know why you two can’t get a long.

Billy: I can’t help that Mark’s an asshole.

Jordan: I just don’t know why things can’t go back to the way things used to be. We all use to be friends, when we were all in the Perfection Connection, we ran shit.

Billy pats Jordan on the shoulder and says: Look man, I appreciate you trying to play peacemaker and all, but it didn’t work then and it won’t work now. He’s crossed me one too many times. It’s impossible for us to ever get along again, man.

Jordan thinks for a moment and says: If anything happens to you…remember man, I have no knowledge of it. I told Mark whatever plans he has for you, I don’t want to know; because you’re my friend.

Billy: Thanks for the heads up. I know you two are thick as thieves, but damn, I don’t know why you can’t see Mark for what he is.

Jordan jokingly says: I do, I helped create that monster, remember!

Jordan and Billy share a small laugh.

Jordan: Good luck against Nick tonight, he’s the only to beat me one on one since I came here. He’s a tough little shit.

Billy: So I hear. He’s just a warm up. But remember man, I’m still better than you! So I know I can beat him!

Jordan laughs and says: Oh Billy, don’t start with that! We’ve never wrestled each other, but I can guarantee you this, I’m WAY better than you.

Billy just shakes his head with a smile as Jordan extends his hand out for a handshake and Billy shakes his hand. The scene fades out as Jordan walks out of the locker room.




The cameras open up backstage where we find Misty and all five of her disciples standing in the hall. Ruby and all four "brothers" stand around Misty as they are discussing something. None of the brothers seem in particularly great moods, but they all have given their queen their undivided attention. Ruby is the only one who shows any emotion, as she has an arrogant smirk on her face. Misty stops speaking for a moment and focuses on Ruby.

Misty: I'm sorry, Ruby, is there something you find particularly amusing about all of this?

The brothers now turn their attention to Ruby as well. She looks around at the group as the smile fades from her face.

Ruby: No, of course not, my queen.

Misty: Then what the hell were you just smiling about?

Ruby: I'm sorry, my queen. I was just daydreaming.

Misty folds her arms, for once looking less than pleased with Ruby. In fact, she seems quite annoyed with her only female disciple.

Misty: Daydreaming? Really? I am standing here speaking to you all about the events that happened last week and you're daydreaming? Ruby, you of all people should understand why I am having this conversation with all of you! What happened last week will never happen again, do you understand me?

Ruby: Yes, my queen. I understand, but if I may be clear, I was not daydreaming about just anything. I've much been looking forward to your revenge!

Sebastian: Shhh, Ruby. Keep your voice down, please.

Ruby scowls at Sebastian.

Ruby: Pardon me, Sebastian, but you were not the one who was powerbombed by that angel in training, Odette Ryder!

Sebastian: True, dear Ruby, but if I remember correctly myself and my brothers were attacked by a man with the mental capacity of a child and his teddy bear! I believe we have the right to be a little more upset than you do.

Ruby steps forward, standing up to Sebastian despite the noticeable height difference. As the tension escalates, Misty steps in between the two, stopping it from going any further.

Misty: Enough you two! We ALL have reason to be upset about what happened last week. Yes, Ruby, you were powerbombed by Odette Ryder...AFTER she beat me in our match! And yes, Sebastian, you and the brothers were outsmarted by Despayre and his teddy bear. We all had a bad night last Sunday, and tonight, we deal with it. I will handle Miss Ryder later, but I think the first order of business is how to deal with what happened with Despayre and...Angel.

Damien: It shouldn't be that difficult to get to the boy now that we are all on guard. There are six of us against the boy.

Misty shakes her head and an awkward smile grows on her face.

Misty: You would think so, Damien, but what happened last week? There were four of you against the boy...and his bear. Yet somehow, they still took you out and rescued Melody Grace becoming the heroes for the day.

Zane and Dante step forward, both ready to speak, but Misty holds a hand up immediately silencing them.

Misty: I don't want to hear another word...From any of you! Right now, we're all going to figure out how to get Despayre and his little plush companion alone so we can handle the situation properly and show him...them...just who they decided to mess with. It may be a little tricky becau--

Misty is suddenly cut off as she notices each one of her disciples go wide-eyed as they look behind her. The camera pans back enough to see just what...or who...left Misty's disciples in a state of shock. Standing directly behind Misty, eyes locked on the Queen of the Damned, is the leader of the Seven Deadly Sins and Despayre's father...Synn! Misty slowly turns around to face the enigmatic and powerful man in front of her, and boy does he look pissed!

Synn: No. Please. Do go on. I believe you were about to say something about your intentions to do Despayre harm?

Misty says nothing. She gives no indication that she is upset or afraid. She simply stares back at Synn, her face now flushed with the surprise of his untimely arrival, and for having overheard him.

Synn: Cat got your tongue? Hm, shame. And here I had hoped to hear more about your sad little attempts at revenge for something that you had actually brought upon yourself.

He folds his arms over his chest and gazes past the former two-time Bombshell Champion, and his glare finds itself right on her disciples who themselves have little qualms about displaying their discomfort. Ruby shifts her body slightly so that Damien is now between herself and the 6'8" 'Dark Priest', effectively using him as a human shield so anything suddenly come of this confrontation. Misty turns her head slightly to look back at the five disciples but Synn's deep voice tears her attention forcibly away from them, and back to him.

Synn: Forget them!

Misty stares back up at him and there was something in the reflection of his gaze that gave her a great level of discomfort. Synn ran the tips of his fingers along his chin, and then pointed toward her.

Synn: They are inconsequential. This concerns you, and I -- and your threats toward Despayre.

Misty finally finds her voice.

Misty: He butted in where he was not...

Synn: SHUT UP!

Synn's shout acted as a verbal slap that cut Misty off and she clamped her mouth shut! Her eyes glared against Synn's own, but there was more than anger in her own. This had already spiraled quickly beyond her control.

Synn: We are going to come to an understanding, right here. Right now. You and I. You...

His finger is right in her face.

Synn: ... Will do nothing! Not to Despayre, and in case you get any cute ideas, not to his teddy bear, either!

Misty frowns at the audacity at this man. She swallows with difficulty and when she finds her voice, the five standing behind her look to her in surprise at the unsteady tones in her usually calm voice.

Misty: Do you think you can actually stop me?

Synn: I do not think ... I know I can.

Misty shakes her head, and then waves her hand back towards the four men standing behind her.

Misty: Then learn to count, Synn. There is but one of you, and four strong, capable men...

Synn: (interrupts) ... Who had their asses handed to them by one man and his teddy bear.

Synn smiles.

Synn: Hardly what I would call a bargaining chip, Misty. But you go ahead. Sic them on me. You've known me for years. Do you truly believe that I would be incapable of doing worse to them than what was already done? And even were it not so...

Synn holds up his hand and counts off by his fingers.

Synn: Gabriel. Shane. Rage. How do you truly think they would react if they were to learn of your ... intentions towards Despayre, and your threats against myself? Rage, alone, would reduce these four insects into little more than road kill.

Synn then, surprisingly, breaks into a bright smile that would have been quite charming were it not for the circumstances.

Synn: But enough about them. I have never been one to waste my words, so let's end this tediousness, hm? As I said before, this is about us. You seem, reluctant, to grasp the current situation, so please do allow me to offer you an alternative.

And just as quickly, the smile fades.

Synn: You so much as come anywhere near either Despayre or Angel, you orchestrate any harm against either ... and I will end you.

Misty: End me...?

Misty blinks, then shakes her head.

Misty: You wouldn't dare...

Synn suddenly snatches her by the face with his large hand and she is immediately silenced! Synn leans in so that they are practically nose to nose and his voice is a deadly whisper.

Synn: Listen to me, you pale faced little bitch! Do not presume to tell me what I would and would not dare to do for my own flesh and blood! Threaten my son again, and yes, I will end you. I will break you. Physically. Mentally.

He squeezes her face and pulls her into his own so as his hot breath washes over her.

Synn: ... Completely!

He gives her a light shove, but one that is strong enough to knock her back into the arms of her disciples who catch her and prevent her from falling. Synn glares at them for several torturous seconds, until he finally turns around and walks away, leaving them in his wake.




Justin: Our first opponent is from Miami, Florida and is a member of NXT. She is the current number one contender for the Rouleete Championship. She is JESSIE SALCO!!!!!!!!!!!!

The lights dim as the fast, charging riff of "Through My Eyes" by Threat Signal tears the PA System a new one and Jessie comes out with her brother Jake, the two do some headbanging at the top of the ramp before Jessie gets a running start before sliding into the ring, once she's on her feet she poses for the crowd before showing off her NXT armband and waiting for her opponent.

Justin: And her challenger is one of newest member of SCW. She is also from Florida and a self proclaimed superhero. Here comes ROXI JOHNSON!!!

"Outsider" plays over the PA system. Once the lyrics begin, Roxi Johnson emerges from the backstage area, She pauses at the top of the entrance way, soaking in the atmosphere. She stares ahead at the ring and begins a slow walk towards it. She pauses from time to time looking around the arena. After a moment, she steps on the apron, and enters the ring through the ropes. Once inside, she runs to the nearest corner, jumps on it, and raises her arms to the cheers of the audience.

Simone: Two impressive fighters who both seem to be getting support from the audience.

DING DING DING

Adams: I must confess I am still thinking of Salco in her underwear.

Simone: I will just pretend your not here then like most Sundays...

Roxi and Jessie walk a half circle sizing each other up. Roxi tries to lock up with Salco who counters it into a swift DDT. Then she runs for the ropes bounding off them and charging back to Roxi as she gets up. The tries to hit Roxi with a drop kick but Roxi quickly rolls out of the way. Roxi responds with a lighting fast snap suplex.

Simone: This match looks like it is going to be quick and brutal.

Roxi helps Jessie up only to deliver a kick to the midsection before whipping her into the ropes. Roxi leaps over Jessie on the rebound and then hits a springboard huricanranna. She rolls off Jessie holding her arms up in victory, the audience giving her a decent response. She turns around and heads for a turnbuckle, getting up top with great speed.

Adams: Wonder what she is wearing right now?

Simone: Adams....focus. You’re going to miss the match.

Adams: Whoa Roxi is on the top ropes...

Roxi is airborn trying for a frog splash but Jessie gets her knee’s up. Jessie is quickly up and is on top of Roxi as she reels from the blow. Jessie is up quick and is now the one leaping off the ropes and hitting a springboard moonsault on top of Roxi, following that up with a quick pin.

1....
2....

Roxi reverses that into a roll up going for her own pin.

1....
2...

Jessie muscles out of it and both fighters scramble away from each other.

Simone: Very close match. A whole lot of back and forth.

Roxi and Jessie go at it again. Both women charge at each other. Roxi leaps over Jessie but Jessie spins around and hits Roxi with a surprise super kick. She follows that up with belly to belly suplex and Roxi is down. Jessie performs a knee strike on Roxi to try to keep her down.

Adams: If Roxi is a super hero shouldn’t she be able to stop all this.

Simone: I don’t think it works that way.

Jessie is heading for the nearest turnbuckle, but Roxi is up quicker than expected. She runs up behind Salco and slams her into the corner. Jessie responds with an elbow strike that Roxi ducks under and grabs Jessie. The two fighters struggle until Jessie gets close enough to the turnbuckle to perform a tornado DDT.

Simone: What a move, it looks like Jessie is looking to finish this.

Adams: Yeah well it looks like someone else has other plans.

Now Jessie Salco is heading to the nearest turnbuckle again. It looks like she is planning to try for Flight Of Redemption and the crowd is behind her. But Amanda Cortez is charging towards the ring, she leaps up and pushes Jessie off the turnbuckle.

Simone: Why is she even down here!?

Adams: To make things more interesting.

Simone: Roxi is getting to her feet, I am not sure if she realizes what just happened.

Roxi does not waste time and locks in the Justice Lock. Jessie is too confused to fight out of it and soon enough she has it locked in. Jessie is struggling to get to the ropes. Roxi is fighting hard against her. Jessie gets her leg up but Amanda is there to knock it off. Jessie screams in frustration and taps.

Adams: Roxi with a surprise win!

Simone: This match is over and Amanda had a lot to do with the outcome.

Adams: And it looks like Jessie might have more to say about it.

Amanda and Jessie are now yelling at eachother. Amanda grins and leaps up hitting a guittone off the top rope that sends Jessie sprawling back. Amanda then climbs into the ring with malice in her eyes.

Simone: Amanda has brass knuckles!

Jessie rolls out of the way rights as Amanda slams her fist in the matt. Jessie gets behind Cortez and pries the knuckles off her. She then slams her head onto the canvas and gets Amanda locked up in a figure four leg lock. Amanda is screaming in pain but Jessie won’t give in. She struggles to get out of it but Salco has the advantage. Soon enough Amanda is crying out in pain but Jessie is not interested in letting go. Finally the referee gets he to break the hold and Jessie climbs off Amanda who quickly rolls out of the ring and stumbles away.

Adams: Well that was all sorts of awesome.




HS Voiceover: Throughout the decades since the sport of professional wrestling first made it's mark on the masses, there have been many greats, both male and female, who paved the way for the current crop of young men and women who are fighting to realize their dreams in the business of sports entertainment.

The black and white image fills the screen...

Hot Stuff Mark Ward Voiceover: Mildred Bliss, known by her ring name as Mildred Burke, was known around the world as the first legitimate claimant to the title of World Woman's Wrestling Champion. From January 1937, until August 1954, Mildred Burke held the only claim to the world championship, defeating very woman who dared face her inside of the ring. Throughout the 1930's, Burke wrestled over two hundred men in the carnival circuit which was the norm for wrestlers at the time, and lost to only one. Mildred continued to hold a claim to the world championship, and was instrumental in the training of literally dozens of women wrestlers and introduced women's wrestling to the nation of Japan. Mildred Burke proved that a lady wrestler could be just that; a lady, both beautiful as well as successful.

The image of Mildred Burke fades from the screen and is replaced by a new one.

Christian Underwood Voiceover: Known as the Russian Lion, George Hackenschmidt was unlike anything seen during his era in the sport of professional wrestling. Graced with a handsome face and powerful body, Hackenschmidt would often defeat the toughest of opponents in mere minutes, using his favorite hold; the bearhug. Hackenschmidt is actually credited as being the man who first introduced the bearhug to this business. In May of 1899, George Hackenschmidt started his path of championship glory when he won the Russian wrestling championship, and went on to win tournaments from his native Russia, clear to London, England. It was his victory over American Champion, Tom Jenkins, that left no doubt to George Hackenschmidt's claims to being the undisputed champion of the world. Hackenschmidt was known by friends and colleagues as a pleasant man of culture who could speak seven languages fluently. Adored by women and admired by men, George Hackenschmidt will live on in history as perhaps the sport's first handsome showman.

Hot Stuff Mark Ward Voiceover: Starting next week, Sin City Wrestling will kick off the inaugural "Blast From the Past" Memorial tournament, honoring these two legends of the sport. The first tournament, honoring the first world champions for men and women.

Christian Underwood Voiceover: Sixteen men. Sixteen Bombshells. Teamed together randomly in a single elimination Lethal Lottery Mixed Tag Team tournament. Eight opening round matches. Four quarterfinal. Two semifinals. And at Blaze of Glory II in Las Vegas, we will hold the Grand Finals to crown the winners.

Hot Stuff Mark Ward Voiceover: In 2013, Sin City Wrestling and all who represent it, honors the Legends of Wrestling's Golden Era.




The scene cuts backstage where walking through the hallways is a familiar to many in SCW, Matt Grove, former tag team partner and stablemate to Billy James.

Simone: I think we just found out who Billy was on the phone with earlier.

Adams: Who?

Simone: Oh brother.

Adams: Who's brother?

Simone: Shut up.

Matt continues on down the hallway until he comes upon the locker room of the Seven Deadly Sins. Matt doesn't even bother to knock as he walks right in and manages to find sitting inside, his cousin and former tag team partner in the undefeated team of Life of the Party, Shane Boswell. Shane seems to be completely shocked as he sees his cousin walk in the door.

Shane: Matt? What the hell are you doing here?

Matt: I'm here to help out an old friend of ours, and I need your assistance.

Shane: Wait a damn second, before we get to that... what the hell is going on with you?

Matt seems confused as Shane gets up from his seat and moves closer to Matt, looking him over as he seems to have a look of complete shock on his face. Matt looks down at himself, trying to figure out what exactly Shane is looking at and seeming rather confused by it.

Matt: Um, nothing. Why?

Shane: Bullshit nothing.

Shane moves even close to his cousin and then starts to take a sniff as he gets real closer. He then moves back a bit as he looks into Matt's eyes, looking completely perplexed.

Shane: Are you... sober?!?

Matt: Yes, I'm sober.

Shane stumbles backwards, nearly falling over as he looks in absolute shock.

Shane: Holy shit man, are you serious?

Matt: Um, yeah... I'm sober.

Shane: Wow, you really must not be kidding around then. What the hell is going on?

Matt: Billy needs our help, but I've got a plan. All I need is another set of hands and we'll make sure Billy has nothing to worry about in his match tonight.

Shane: Alright man, I'm in. What's the plan?

Matt: Well...

Matt stops and turns around for a moment, looking straight into the camera. Matt then shoves the camera back, pushing him right out of the locker room and slamming the door behind him. The door can then be heard being locked as some quiet talking can be heard from behind the door, but none of what is being said can be made out as the scene cuts away.




A door creeps open backstage as Pussy Willow tries to eavesdrop without being noticed. She winces and stays quietly still for a moment as Erik Staggs name is seen on the door. As the camera swings around a little, his face can be seen through the crack. Someone wearing a white hooded jacket is sitting in front of him, relatively still as Erik adjusts a stack of papers on his desk. His eyes rest on the door for a moment after the creaking noise, but then they return to the man sitting in front of him. There is print on the back of the jacket, but the back of the chair is covering the majority of it. Erik smiles and extends a hand out toward the man.

Erik: My dear boy, what have they done for you? Nothing! They don’t respect you. They don’t take you serious at all. You’re just a novelty to get the kids to turn on Climax Control. So if this works out, you will no longer be taken as a joke, son… So what do you say?

The man sitting in the chair moves just a little as he brings his fist up toward his face. He stays quiet for a moment as Erik Staggs smiles in a hopeful manner. Finally, the raspy voice breaks through the silence.

”I tell ya what… I’ll think about it and get back to ya soon, dawg. This kinda matter needs some serious thought, bro…”

With that, Giani Di Luca gets up from the seat in front of Erik Staggs and he takes the piece of paper from the desk. He folds it in half and slides it into his pocket. With that, he turns around, looking deep in thought. He walks toward the door, opening it slowly. As he is about to walk through the doorframe, he stops. He slowly turns around and pulls the piece of paper out of his pocket. Erik Staggs looks hopeful as Giani crumples the paper. He drops it onto the ground and musters up the biggest loogie he can, spitting it on the paper.

Giani: I thought about it, and the answer is no. See this shirt? It’s my pledge of allegiance. Lifelong, bro…

With that, Giani turns around, showing off the NXT logo on his shirt. He shoves through the door, noticing the camera and Pussy Willow. He gives his signature laugh as he shakes his head and walks down the hallway. Erik Staggs comes walking up to the doorway, shoving the camera out of his face.

Erik: You’re making a big mistake Mr. Di Luca…




"Wanderlust King" hits the speakers and the crowd goes nuts. The spotlight is searching for Aleksei in the crowd but can't find him. Then he appears at the entrance ramp with a cardboard box that appears to have many bottles of rum in it. A PARTY HORDE chant starts up as he makes his way down to the ring. He slides the box under the ropes then goes in himself. He rises and waits a moment for the chanting to die down.

Aleksei: So I did what the king douche canoe asked. I cleared out my stuff in preparation to leave. There was not a lot in the box but I missed you guys back there...so I thought I would share. Does anyone want to know what's in the box?

The crowd cheers and Aleksei grins. First he pulls out three bottles of good rum, twisting off the top of one and starting to drink.

Aleksei: It would be no surprise to all of you that I do have a little booze. Marky boy is fond of calling me a drunk...so is Casey Williams...and maybe they are right. But someday I could be sober but Casey will also be a moron and Mark Ward will always be a dick. So...who is worse off I ask?...now lets see.

Aleksei pulls out various undergarments belonging to ladies and some snack items. He pulls out programs from ever show he was in and shrugs to the audience.

Aleksei: What can I say, I am sentimental. Oh...and here are the rest of the scraps from Hot Stuff expensive suit. That was a good time...really that is about it there is just one more thing.

Hot Stuff appears at the top of the ramp, four security guards follow him.

HS: You really don't listen, do you Aleksei? When I terminated that contract of yours, that means you don't get to get in my ring anymore, that means you pack up your crap, get back to your house on wheels and wave goodbye to people as you leave. I don't care what you have to show, and neither do these people.

Aleksei: But I only have one more thing to show....you know what...screw that. Come down here and make me leave!

Hot Stuff grins and motions for security to start to walk down. Aleksei sets the box down but keeps the bottle of rum in his hand taking a long drink in preparation.

Suddenly EMF's "Unbelievable" starts to blare across the building's sound system, interrupting the procession of the security guards toward the ring, and thereby, toward Aleksei. The crowd cheers as Mark's partner and SCW co-owner, Christian Underwood, steps out from behind the curtains. The crowd greets him enthusiastically as Christian smiles and waves towards the fans, whilst Mark looks none to pleased by the appearance of his partner.

Adams: Something tells me that Mark was not expecting Christian to be making an appearance.

Simone: Something like that little vein throbbing in his forehead?

Christian, holding a house microphone, takes a stand atop the ramp and pauses, waiting for the crowds' cheers to slowly ebb out. He then looks to Mark who is glaring at him and he smiles.

Christian: Calm down there, Mark. If you get any more uptight, it's going to get backed up and give you a rather painful case of diarrhea.

The crowd laughs as Mark just stares at him. Aleksei, meanwhile, has taken a seat atop the turnbuckle in the corner of the ring and he pops open one of those bottles of rum and has a drink, watching the entertainment unfold before him and everyone else.

Christian: Calm down, mark. Just calm down. I'm not out here to dispute your decision to fire Aleksei here.

The crowd boos and Mark starts to smile.

Adams: He's not?

Christian: According to Mark here, Aleksei Koji is no longer under contract to compete inside of a Sin City Wrestling ring. The contract he once held has been terminated, and I have little choice but to stand by that decision.

The crowd's booing becomes even more pronounced as Mark nods toward his partner and turns to look at Aleksei inside of the ring. He points back to Christian.

HS: You hear that? That makes it unanimous! Now, I am going to let these good men here do their job and escort your sorry ass...

Christian interrupts.

Christian: Oh, excuse me, Mark? Before you do that, I have a little favor to ask. I need you to wait a moment because, you know...

He shrugs sheepishly.

Christian: I'd kind of like to know what's in the box, myself.

The crowd starts to voice their support once again. frowning, Mark turns from Christian and looks to Koji once again.

Adams: Oh man Mark looks so angry he might explode or start brawling with Christian Underwood.

Simone: I think Christian is just giving the fans what they want.

Aleksei looks at the guards with a grin and sets his bottle down. He grabs the box again. He then pulls out a simple folder.

Aleksei: I think what this is....is a contract. Yeah I am pretty sure sometime today I signed this thing...I mean I am SUCH a drunk I might not remember. Let me see...ah yes this is a contract. It shows that SCW has hired me as a on camera personality and potential manager of talent. Also it says that the only two people that can terminate this contract is me or Mr. Christian Underwood.

The fans gasp and then cheer.

Adams: Wait...the boss fired him.

Simone: Yes well the other boss hired him back.

Aleksei: I told you Mark, you can't get rid of me that easy.

A PARTY HORDE chant starts up. The security guards don't know what to do as Mark has turned off his mike and is having words with Christian. He then storms off.

Aleksei: Big round of applause for Mr. Underwood, the smartest man in showbiz....and I will see you all next week.

Aleksei throws his arms up in victory and then runs around the ring once to hype the crowd up. He then slides out of the ring and dives into his section of the crowd.




The lights in the arena begin to flicker on and off again which sends the crowd into a frenzy. The sound of thunder and lightning then fill the arena as a big cloud of red smoke begins to emerge on the entrance ramp. As the camera pans around the arena, up high in the rafters sitting is the former bodyguard and friend of former S.C.W. wrestler BLAQUE HART BRUCE EVANS, Chase Coxx. Hes sitting there dressed in all black, talking to a hooded figure also dressed in all black. The hooded figure just sits there, appearing to not even be listening to Chase. The arena goes completely dark for a few seconds which again brings out a loud chorus of cheers and excitement from the crowd. When the lights finally come back on, Chase Coxx is still in the rafters, this time alone and with a blank stare on his face. Next to him, the all black attire worn by the hooded figure is laying next to him. On the tron on the entrance ramp, "THEY DONT KNOW" is shown, as it did a few weeks ago. Red smoke fills the arena as we fade out with a shot of an emotionless Chase Coxx...




Decent: Introducing first from Moncton, New Brunswick, Canada. Weighing in at 225 pounds... Blade Alexander!

#KILLING IN THE NAME OF!!!#

"Killing in the Name Of" by Rage Against the Machine blares out over the PA to a chorus of boos as Blade Alexander shoves his way through the curtain. With a sneer he makes his way to the ring before sliding under the bottom rope. He uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet and leaps to the second turnbuckle to look out over the crowd, still scowling at the fans watching as they jeer him.

Decent: And his opponent, from Helena, Montana. Weighing in at 245 pounds... The Tyrant King... Thatcher Rex!

The roar of a Tyrannosaur erupts over the PA system, echoing throughout the arena as the lights dim, eliciting a deafening cheer from the crowd. Mist rises from the floor in a hiss as the roar fades into Disturbed’s “Serpentine,” illuminated by lights mounted on the floor. Emerging from the mist like an ancient force of power is Thatcher Rex, strands of hair hanging down to partially obscure his eyes. He glances first to the left, then to the right before striding down the ramp, gaze fixated upon the ring. Once he gets to the ring, he ducks between the top and middle ropes. Two strides later, he mounts the turnbuckle. His arms spread wide, fists clenched, Rex releases a phenomenal roar, much to the delight of the fans.

Simone: We’ve got the Cardinal Sinner squaring off against the Tyrant King in this battle of epic proportions.

Adams: Blade and Thatcher are two seasoned veterans who have held championships in the past. Both men know how to get the job done in that squared circle. These two are going to put on a damn show tonight. The fans are going to get their money’s worth and more with these two duking it out.

Referee Drew Patton calls for the bell to kick off the match.

Blade shoves a finger into the chest of Thatcher Rex and lets loose a verbal thrashing. Thatcher smirks back and swats the finger off his chest with authority. Blade reacts with a shove, and Thatcher returns the action with one of his own. Alexander and Rex lock up in a collar and elbow tie up. They jockey for dominant position.

Simone: These men are so close in size and build, it’s a very even match physically.

Adams: I agree. Thatcher Rex and Blade Alexander are very evenly matched, and they are showing it right now, as neither man is getting a distinct advantage in this collar and elbow...

Just as Adams is about to finish his sentence, Blade Alexander rams his knee hard into the stomach of Thatcher Rex, knocking the wind out of his opponent briefly. Blade follows up with a stiff shoulder and picks Thatcher high in the air and over...

Simone: Northern Lights Suplex by Blade Alexander!

Adams: He’s going for the pin early on!

1...
2...

Simone: Thatcher powers out out at the count of two. Nice move by Blade Alexander early on in this match.

Adams: I have a feeling you’re going to see a lot of quick pin attempts in this match. Both men know exactly what each other brings to the table in experience. We might see a pinfall out of nowhere in this match. I’m sure both men have scouted each other and each of them will try to surprise the other with an unexpected move here and there.

After both men get back to their feet, Thatcher Rex whips Blade Alexander into the ropes. When Blade Alexander rebounds off the ropes, Thatcher Rex almost beheads him with a vicious clothesline. Thatcher Rex quickly covers.

1...
2...

Simone: Kickout by Blade Alexander!

Adams: He had the wherewithal to kick out, but I bet he’s feeling that clothesline still. That was nasty!

Thatcher goes to pick Blade Alexander up off the mat, but he is greeted with a thumb to the eye.

Simone: Hey now!

Adams: One of the almighty equalizers!

Blade Alexander quickly takes advantage and rolls up Thatcher Rex in a small package.

1...
2...

Thatcher kicks out at two and a half.

Simone: That was so close!

Adams: See, it pays to be a jerk. You have to have the mentality of win at all costs.

Blade quickly gets back to his feet. Thatcher struggles to get the vision back in his right eye. Blade falls back into the corner turnbuckles, waiting for Thatcher Rex to get to his feet.

Simone: Blade has that look on his face.

Adams: He definitely does. The wheels are definitely cranking right now.

An evil grin appears on the face of Blade Alexander. He slides his knee pad down, exposing one of his favorite weapons.

Simone: Oh no... Thatcher Rex has no idea what’s about to happen.

Adams: Nope... he doesn’t.

Thatcher gets to a knee slowly. The crowd try to warn him with a chorus of boos and screaming.

Adams: Here it comes!

Blade Alexander runs across the ring, and absolutely drills Thatcher Rex in the temple with a running knee. Thatcher Rex crumbles from the impact. Blade catches himself on the ropes, and gloats at the fans.

Simone: What is Blade doing!?

Adams: Celebrating his awesomeness obviously!

Blade turns his attention to Thatcher Rex and hooks both legs. Drew Patton drops down to make the count.

1...

Blade uses the ropes for extra leverage and places both feet on the second rope.

2...

Simone: No! Damnit!

As his hand is coming down for the 3, referee Drew Patton notices Blade Alexander’s feet on the ropes and stops his count immediately. Blade gets up and in Drew’s face, arguing his point to no avail.

Simone: Great refereeing by Drew Patton during this match. Blade Alexander will not get away with a tainted victory here tonight.

Blade turns around and attempts a stomp onto the chest of Thatcher Rex. His foot is caught and Thatcher throws him out of the way. Thatcher gets back to his feet, and throws a stiff punch to the abdomen of Blade Alexander. He follows up with a forearm smash, and then an elbow smash.

Simone: Thatcher Rex is on a roll, and Blade Alexander is in trouble. Thatcher Rex is amped up and the crowd is behind him!

The crowd roars its approval as Thatcher Rex continues his comeback against the Cardinal Sinner, Blade Alexander. Thatcher swings for the fences with a vicious european uppercut...

Simone: Reversal by Blade Alexander! He’s got the arm hooked, and he’s locked on the crossface chickenwing!

Adams: It’s deep! It’s really deep! Thatcher’s trying, but I don’t know if he can get out this!

Thatcher Rex thrashes back and forth, but Blade Alexander’s got the crossface chickenwing perfectly locked on. Blade hauls back and drags Thatcher Rex to the mat. He quickly wraps his legs around the midsection of his opponent.

Simone: Just when we thought Thatcher Rex was on the comeback, Blade Alexander cinches in his crossface chickenwing out of nowhere!

Adams: He’s fading....

Just when it looks like Thatcher Rex is finished, he powers out and hooks Blade Alexander’s arm.

Simone: Tyrant’s Test!!! He’s got the arm!

Thatcher Rex stretches the arm out and hyperextends it to the point where Blade Alexander has no option, but to tap.

Simone: And, that’s it! Out of nowhere, Thatcher Rex pulls out the win with an awesome reversal into the Tyrant’s Test!

Adams: I hope James is taking notes, Rex could be a serious threat to his title.




The show cut backstage to show Pussy Willow in the interview area.

Pussy Willow: Ladies and Gentleman would you please welcome my guest at this time she is one half of the Bombshell Tag Team Champions she is the Tattooed Beauty Laura Jackson!

Laura Jackson walked into the interview area with a smirk on her face as she did!

Pussy Willow: Now Laura at New Year Rising we saw you and Trish Newborn become tag champs but as we heard from Trish earlier she isn’t going to be able to defend her half of the belts due to Amy Marshall attack on the show. So the question a lot of people have is what are you going to do?

Laura stared at Pussy and shook her head.

Laura Jackson: You know I wouldn’t what bigger your tits or the space in your head where your brain should be! Ughhh I feel insulted that you actually asked me that. First off can I just say that Trish should be thankful that we were not teaming up much more in the future as if we had she would have been shown up by me. Hell the only reason that bitch even had a belt was because I did all the work at New Year Rising what did she do in that match? As for what I’m going to do it’s real simple I’m going to right the wrong that took place after Violent Conduct and that is defend the belt I never lost and I’m going to do it with the only person who is worthy of teaming with me and she is the only other person who is a true goddess on this roster. Ladies and Gentleman I am give my true tag partner the other half of the Tattooed Goddess Miss Amanda Cortez!

With that Amanda walked in and Laura smiled at her before leaning forward giving Amanda a kiss. Amanda giggled as the kiss finished.

Amanda Cortez: No one is beating us for the belts!

Laura Jackson: You are right there Mandy and remember at the end of the day you will bow to us!

Amanda Cortez: Because we are Tattooed!

Laura Jackson: And we are damn sure better than you!

The pair then held up the belts as the camera cuts back to the next segment




“Oooh whatcha gonna now? Whatcha gonna do when the rhythm comes kickin you?” as the spine tingling sounds of Dimestone Hood blares across the personal address system the SCW arena fills with darkness. The sound of cheers can be heard as the majority of the male fans start hooting and hollering as they await the arrival of one of their favourite bombshells to emerge from behind the thick black stage curtain. The curtain starts to open and slowly Odette’s dainty figure is shown standing at the top of the ramp wearing a black and white NXT truckers cap and her NEW Follow the Light official t-shirt. Starting her short journey down the cold steel ramp Odette’s skin is covered in goose bumps as the crowd is cheering in appreciation. Sliding into the ring under the bottom rope the camera man can’t help but try to get a sneaky look down the front of Odette’s super tight top, noticing this Odette gives the camera a cheeky smirk. Jumping up to her feet she walks over towards the ropes, and grabs a microphone from Justin, walking back over towards the centre of the ring her music is cut from the PA system. Walking around the ring while the fans finally started to settle down, Odette picked up and put the microphone up to her lips.

Odette: Well hello Laughlin, Nevada!

The packed arena started to cheer while Odette egged them on fist pumping the crowd. Waiting for the cheers to settle Odette pushed her NXT trucker’s cap down onto her head a little more.

Odette: Oh boy! Where do I begin? Did you all enjoy New Years Rising? I know I did…

Another pop explodes from the crowd as Odette drops the microphone from her lips and starts to walk around the six sided ring. Lifting the microphone back up to her lips Odette continues.

Odette: On January the thirteenth together you and I did something that people said couldn’t be done. We accomplished something so rare few ever get the glory to claim; together we grabbed the odds and turned them on their head to defeat the “living legend” known as Misty.

Cheers bellowed out once more while Odette gave her fans a round of applause, before lifting the microphone to her lips signalling her Rydernites to be quiet.

Odette: don’t get me wrong it was a little tough to do, I mean it appears that Grandma Misty has a little bit of juice still stored up in that tank of hers. Let’s not dwell on her tho because tonight is a celebration, tonight is a party… a party for all of us who stood up against the temptations of becoming “Evil” and staying true to one’s self. You see Misty could have broken me, she really could but instead she jus…

Just then the lights in the building go out. Thick gray smoke fills the backstage entrance where a spotlight now shines. The opening beats to "The World Belongs To Me" by My Darkest Days begins to play throughout the sound system. Several seconds into the music, the enigmatic figures of Misty and her female disciple, Ruby, emerge from behind the curtain, fully cloaked in their signature black robes. Ruby follows behind Misty obediently as the crowd viciously boos the two women. Misty locks her eyes on Odette standing in the ring as she and Ruby slowly and methodically begin walking their way to the ring, ignoring the taunting from the crowd. Once to the ring, Misty waits at the bottom of the steps as Ruby walks past her, walking up the steps and to the ropes where she sits on the 2nd rope waiting for her queen. Misty walks up the steel steps and enters the ropes with Ruby's assistance, and Ruby follows behind her. As Misty enters the ring and stares down Odette, the Australian just licks her lips and welcomes her “Queen”

Odette: And speak of the Devil and the Devil shall appear… I guess it’s true what they say every party needs a pooper and you dear Misty would be it. For what do I owe for this displeasure?

Misty and Ruby didn’t say anything they just circled around Odette, trying to make her feel uncomfortable. Ruby quickly walked off to grab her “Queen” a microphone as Odette continued.

Odette: You picked a really good time to bust on out here Granny panties; I was just getting to the part where I was going to talk so passionately about you…

Misty raised the microphone to her lips while Ruby walked back to her position beside her leader.

Misty: Save it…

Odette: Dearest Queenie don’t you know it’s rude to interrupt someone while their talking?

Misty just smirked at Odette and Ruby glared at the Aussie, clearly more frustrated with her than Misty is at the moment. Misty raised the microphone back to her lips to speak.

Misty: Do you honestly think I give a damn who I interrupt when I have something to say, Miss Ryder? The fact is that I own the Bombshell Division, and I will talk whenever I want, regardless if you or anyone else wants to here a word I have to say. You see, Miss Ryder, you made a grave mistake last week. You did something that I was kind enough NOT to do to your best friend while we were watching over her. You layed your hands on my dear sweet Ruby, here...

Odette: Dear sweet Ruby? In what universe?!

Misty raised her hand and took a step forward, getting directly in Odette's face.

Misty: I was not finished, Miss Ryder, so kindly shut the hell up! You layed your hands on Ruby when not even a hair was left out of place on Miss Grace's head over the three weeks she was our guest! You powerbombed an untrained wrestler and could have severly injured her! You layed your hands on one of MY disciples, and for that you WILL pay. All bets are officially off, Miss Ryder. I hope you realize the pain that is in store for you from this moment on out, because I will NOT be as kind as I have been recently.

Misty lowered the microphone, seething as she glared at Odette. Odette just grinned as the crowd cheered her name, and she raises the microphone to respond.

Odette: It’s funny you should say that Misty because where I’m standing you’ve got nothing left to use… you’re the trigger happy cowboy with his gun that fires out his ammo in the first round. What are you going to do Misty? Go after Jessie? Oh what that’s already been done? Let’s see go after Vixen… yeah you played that card too… hmmm… NXT? Check that off the list as well… I guess you could go after Melody? OH WAIT… you did and look where that got you? Your pack of Hoodlums got out played by Angel…

Odette took her time in walking around Misty and her pet, eyeing them both up.

Odette: Pfft all bets are off… What on earth could you possibly do to me? There’s only one thing left I guess but you and I both know that you won’t go after Gabriel. You won’t set your little rodents on to him because you and your little bitch side kick know that when you mess with one member of the Sins you mess with all of them… and I really don’t think your boys are up to mental capacity of trying to topple the likes of Synn, Shane, Gabriel, Despayre and Rage.

The crowd exploded into a cheer as the Sins names are mentioned, Odette claps as well before circling Misty. Walking up into her face the Australian stopped to look into the eyes of evil.

Odette: But go ahead Misty… try me… I’ve beaten you once I’ll do it again…

Misty: You may have one the first battle, Miss Ryder, but I'm winning the war and deep down, you know it. I can handle a loss in the ring, but the real war...THAT is where I will walk away victorious, sweetie.

Misty looks towards Odette who is refusing to back down to her. Approaching Odette with a single step Misty knocks the caps clean off Odette’s head, exposing a still evident bruise on the side of her face. The two exchanges some heated words off the microphone and before you know it Misty and Odette are going at it in the middle of the ring, as Odette spears Misty to the ground nearly knocking Ruby over in the process!

Adams: CAT FIGHT!!!

Simone: Someone needs to get out here and now… this is a seriously bad display of good sportsmanship!!

Misty and Odette are trading right and left hands, before Misty quickly kicks Odette in the mid-section. Before too long Ruby pounces in and starts clubbing away at Miss Ryder’s back, Misty grab holds of Odette’s hand and whips across the ring. Snapping the Aussie’s head against the ring canvas with a vicious clothesline, Misty orders Ruby to pick up Odette. Ruby scoops Odette up and follows Misty’s instructions setting her up for a power bomb.

Simone: Misty is coaching Ruby through a power bomb to send Odette a clear message.

Adams: Shut up Simone I’m trying to hear the message.

Simone: You’re an idiot!

Just as Ruby goes to lift Odette up into the air the arena is flooded with cheers as the Odette counters with massive swinging DDT dropping the disciple. Misty is straight on the attack with kicks and stomps to the back of Odette not bothering to see if Ruby is okay. Odette is able to roll out of the way from another kick to the spine by Misty and makes it to her feet and the two Bombshells are back at it throwing left and right hands fists at each other. As they continue to rumble a chorus of cheers bellows out through the arena as most of the bombshell roster pours out from behind the black curtains running down the ramp and into the ring to seperate the brawling women.

Simone: Oh thank God!

Vixen, Jessie, Azz and Class (Torielle Jackson and Chanelle Martinez) and Roxi are trying to pull Odette away from Misty, while Odette is screaming across the ring at Misty telling her to come get some. Necra, Amy, Amanda Cortez, Laura Jackson and the recovering Ruby are holding back Misty. As they try and drag Odette out of the ring, the Aussie lunges across the ring and connects with Misty.

Adams: I hope someone is recording this.

Odette grabs a fist full of Misty's raven hair and Misty exchanges clubbing blows to Odette's midsection! The Bombshell Roster rights to keep the two seperated again, but the second time they seperate the two, Misty shoves herself away from the others and tackles Odette to the ground again, as both Misty and Odette can be heard screaming and yelling in frustration! The rest of the Bombshells are having a hell of a time keeping them apart as the ring is pure chaos!

Adams: This looks bad!!

Simone: How much longer are Mark or Christian going to let this go on?! These two are going to kill each other!

Christian: ENOUGH!

Simone: Apparently no longer..

Co-Owner, Christian Underwood's voice comes booming over the sound system, and the frustrated boss emerges from behind the curtain. The Bombshells have managed to seperate Odette and Misty again, though who knows for how long. Christian stands at the backstage entrance, as Misty and Odette pay no attention to him.

Christian: I said ENOUGH!

Christian raises his voice even more, finally getting Misty and Odette's attention. The Bombshells keep a hold of them, as they all turn and face their boss.

Christian: Mark may be enjoying watching all this backstage, and he'd be more than happy to let the both of you destroy each other, but I will not stand for this! I expected this behavior from you, Misty, but not from you, Odette. I'm not going to let you two think you can run around doing whatever the hell you want on my show, so here is what is going to happen.

Christian turns his attention to Misty.

Christian: Let me address you first, Misty...Miss Queen of the Damned as you are calling yourself these days. Let me just make it very clear right now that you are lucky to even still be employed with this company after the stunt you pulled on the last edition of Climax Control. Need I remind you that kidnapping is a felony and you and your clan should be incarcerated right now, but for reasons unknown at the moment, Melody Grace is refusing to press charges. Consider it your lucky day on that matter.

Adams: Poor Melody isn't even speaking to Odette right now.

Simone: I'm sure Misty is thrilled about that.

Misty and Ruby both smirk arrogantly as Misty glances in Odette's direction. Odette screams at her, but Christian quickly puts an end to it.

Christian: That is enough, Odette! You have every reason to be upset with Misty after what she did to Melody. You want payback for all the pain she put you and Melody through, and I have no doubt she will get what is coming to her sooner or later. You beat her in the ring last week at New Year Rising, but clearly you want another shot at her. As it stands, a second match between the two of you has not been decided, and I am halfway tempted to refuse to even make a second match...

Clearly unpleased with that statement, Odette and Misty struggle to break free from the other Bombshell's, but Christian raises his hand to finish what he was going to say.

Christian: HOWEVER...I think the fans want to see that match just as much as you two. So there WILL be a Misty versus Odette Ryder part two!

The crowd erupts in cheers at this announcement! The cheer for Odette, clearly showing their support of her, but Misty doesn't care.

Adams: WOOHOO! There's nothing I like better than seeing two Bombshells trying to destroy each other!

Simone: They came close the first time around, Jason. Lord only knows what will happen the second time!

Christian: As I said before, nothing has been decided on that second match just yet, but clearly Mark and I need to have a little discussion and decide what to do with you two. For all you two know, the match could happen next week or next month! I don't want EITHER of you trying to approach Mark or myself and try to persuade either of us to handle the situation your way, because it won't work. So until the announcement is made, you ladies are just going to have to be patient.

Misty and Odette both begin exchanging heated words once again, taunting one another.

Christian: Oh and ladies, one more thing!

Misty and Odette look towards him, noticing the smile on his face.

Christian: To ensure that neither of you destroy each other outside of the ring or before the next match happens, I am instating a no-contact clause as of right now! What that means is that neither one of you are to lay so much as a finger on the other until that match! Should either of you ignore this clause, one or both of you will be suspended indefinately. And Misty, if you or your clan even thinks of going anywhere near Melody Grace, or trying to get back at Despayre or Angel, there will be severe consequences. Do not think that I am joking, either.

Misty and Ruby both scream and yell at Christian, but he doesn't care.

Christian: Now, get that ring cleared out now or I will have security escort you three from the building. Have a nice day ladies!

Christian lowers the microphone and disappears backstage. The Bombshells holding Misty and Odette in the ring hesitantly look around, reluctant to release the two.

Simone: What an announcement from Christian Underwood here tonight! I wonder how long those two can go without attacking one another?

Adams: My guess is not long! Let the games begin, Simone!

Misty orders the Bombshells holding her to release her. They do so reluctantly, and she shoves her way past them, glaring at Odette, who has now also been released from the other Bombshells. Odette blows Misty a kiss and Misty scowls at her as she snaps at Ruby and the two exit the ring. The crowd taunts them as they make their way backstage, as the rest of the Bombshells exit the ring, with Odette leaving last. The crowd cheers her as she and her fellow NXT Bombshells, Vixen and Jessie Salco, disappear backstage after the rest of the Bombshells.




The scene cuts backstage to the locker room of The Supremacy, where "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward and Nick Jones are both seated, along with the entirety of Nick's entourage. The group is already carrying on a conversation as the scene joins in.

HS: All I'm saying is watch your back.

Nick: Me? That clown is the one who has already been taken out once tonight.

HS: I know that, but I also know that, as much as I may hate the guy, he's no idiot. If anything, your little encounter with him earlier is only going to make him more cautious.

Nick: oh please, he's too big of a coward to do anything. Besides, let him do it and your business partner said Billy would be gone for good. I think we can all agree that would be quite the ideal outcome.

HS: He won't do that, trust me. But don't think you've got this whole thing in your back pocket either. He's got some sort of plan, I promise you that.

Nick: What the hell is he going to do? I've got all of The Supremacy and The Entourage watching my back. Who the hell does this moron have that's going to help him out?

HS: You'd be surprised. He's a clever little son of a bitch. Earlier tonight, I just saw those two drunken idiot cousins of my running around backstage. Don't think for a second he doesn't have something to do with that.

Nick: Who?

HS: Shane and Matt. You remember them, they were in that tag team together.

Nick: Those retards? Oh yeah, I'm shaking in my boots.

HS: Laugh it up, but they were trained by Jordan, so they sure as hell know what they're doing. Never lost a match as a tag team you know.

Nick: That's great, and I'll keep it in mind if I ever have a tag team match against them. But what are those two drunken morons going to do?

HS: I don't know, but I'm sure it will be something. You want to know the scariest part? I'm pretty sure both of those idiots were actually sober.

Nick doesn't say anything, but instead just gives Mark a look of shock.

HS: I know!

Nick shakes it off before continuing.

Nick: Whatever, it doesn't matter. I can take care of Billy all on my own, I promise you that. I've got the rest of you to watch out for those idiot cousins of yours.

HS: Be careful who you think is going to be helping out out. Don't get me wrong, we're all on your side, but that doesn't mean everyone is going to want to get involved. Jordan and Billy have a long history together, and back in the days when me and Billy were at each others throats, Jordan always kept himself out of it. If he wasn't going to get involved on my behalf, I wouldn't count on him doing it now for you.

Nick: Alright fine, whatever. I'm not worried about it.

HS: I'm not saying you should be. All I'm saying is that when you step in that ring tonight, you better not be counting on anyone else. There's way too many circumstances out there which are beyond even my control.

Nick: If you say so limey. Like I said before, I can take care of him on my own.

HS: Then that's all that really matters.

Nick: I just hope I don't disappoint you tonight. After all, there won't really be anything left for you of that little shit by the time I'm done with him.

HS: It's ok, I think I'll manage.

Hot Stuff and Nick both share a laugh as the scene cuts away.




The opening chords to Breaking Benjamin's "I Will Not Bow" start to blast through the speakers, as red and dark blue lights start to flash, the blue cutting through the red to create a purple effect. The fans boo as the lyrics kick in.

"Now the dark begins to rise
Save your breath, it's far from over
Leave the lost and dead behind
Now's your chance to run for cover

I don't want to change the world
I just wanna leave it colder
Light the fuse and burn it up
Take the path that leads to nowhere"

Casey Williams appears at the top of the ramp, looking around at the crowd and not moving, his eyes burning holes through the crowd.

"All is lost again
But I'm not giving in

I will not bow
I will not break
I will shut the world away
I will not fall
I will not fade
I will take your breath away"

Casey lets out a roar, his arms out wide before he looks around the crowd, focused. The Freight Train Of Pain starts to walk towards the ring slowly, stopping halfway down the ramp and turning his head to look at the booing crowd, their thumbs pointing down. Casey shakes his head slowly and turns back to face the ring, walking down towards the apron. Casey puts his hand on the rope, and pulls himself up on to the ring apron and steps over the top rope, staring around at the booing fans. Casey raises his arms as the fans boo louder. Casey then motions for a microphone.

Casey: For the last week, all I have heard from my fellow wrestlers and the fans is why? Why would you turn on the guys who helped you become as good as you are. I did it because I felt that the stable wasn’t what I was lead to believe it was going to be, and got tired of being overlooked and passed over, so I had to make a statement. Some people, namely Aleksei Koji have said I stabbed them in the back, when the truth of the matter is that I only reacted to getting hit first. That is right, he clotheslined me before I got eliminated in the stables war match, therefore he got what was coming to him. While I am talking about Aleksei, his pathetic ass got fired by Mark Ward, but was rehired as a manager type personality by Christian earlier tonight. I mean, come on, I know I lost the Roulette Title to him, but I always remained relevant where he went off and disappeared for a while after losing the title himself. Mark did the right thing by terminating his contract as a wrester because I would have put Aleksei in the hospital.

Spike, I know you want to know why I am leaving NXT. Well, like I have been saying for weeks now, part of it is the fact that outside of our feud with the Supremacy, what has NXT done as a group? Not much. All we do is train together, and that is about it. I mean, we don‘t watch each others backs from being attacked, we don‘t do jack shit. Another thing that irks me with the way you run NXT, you say you bring people in to be successful, and once they get that sniff, you abandon them and find a new project, and expect those who you already helped to be able to fly on their own, and expect them to promote NXT. Well, guess what. This guy right here in this ring is done playing your games. I AM DONE WITH YOUR LIES. I will not let you spoon feed me the crap you spew out of your mouth. I will show you why I am truly better than you, even though I was not able to defeat you when we faced each other a month ago. I hope you beat Rage and retain the title, because I am gunning for you, you piece of shit.

*GET READY FOR THE SMACK DOWN*

”Madness” by DJ Nade plays as Spike Staggs comes out to the stage. He stands at the top of the ramp, a steel chair in his hand. He doesn’t bother putting on his usual show as he just stares down at Casey. Casey rolls his eyes as he steps up to the ropes. He waves a hand out, welcoming Spike down to the ring. Spike shakes his head in disappointment as he walks down the ramp. He stands at the edge, looking up toward the ring. Casey coaxes Spike toward the ring, but as Spike is about to slide into the ring, he stops. He looks up at Casey, a look of disappointment on his face. He walks over to the ring steps and readies the chair as a weapon. He enters the ring, but remains on edge. He raises the chair, and Casey takes a few steps back. Spike unfolds the chair and sets it on the ground, where he takes a front row seat to Casey’s explanation. He mouths a few things to Casey, which prompts the big man to raise the microphone back to his lips.

Casey: Look who actually decided to act like he cares about anyone other than himself. Do you want to know why I left your shitty little group, Spike? It is because of you! I got tired of sitting back and watching you use us to climb to the top. I got tired of seeing you stand on our shoulders to face off against Nick Jones… twice. The thought of letting you use me any longer made me sick to my stomach. You are a coward, a snake, and the biggest phony I have ever seen in wrestling. You are even more fake than your girlfriends tits, Spike!

With that said, Casey smirks as Spike raises up out of his chair. He immediately walks over to Casey and gets in his face. The two sputter in each other’s faces as they argue back and forth. Spike catches Casey with a hard right that sends the giant stumbling backwards. Casey holds onto his jaw as Spike shouts at Casey. As Spike looks on at the giant, he shakes his head and then turns around. He takes one step through the ropes, but Casey catches him by surprise, gripping around Spike’s throat. He goes to hoist Spike into the air when “Party Rock Anthem” by LMFAO begins playing. Giani Di Luca comes running down the ramp and slides into the ring, clipping Casey’s knee from under him. Spike tumbles to the floor as Giani paces himself. He slides his white jacket and shirt off of him and tosses it to the ground as he watches Casey get up. He throws a quick jab, followed up by another. He jumps from side to side, getting pumped up as he gets to Shufflin’.

Adams: Everyday he’s shuff-ff-fflin! And Casey is feeling the effects!

Giani finishes off the maneuver by showboating and swinging his right arm around like a helicopter. The fans cheer him on loudly as he swings in with a hard right hook that sends Casey stumbling back. He hasn’t put the monster down, but he’s proved his point. He kneels down to Spike and helps him back up to his feet. He pats him on the back as he speaks words of encouragement. Just as Casey starts to charge forward, Giani grabs Spike’s arm and pulls it between his legs. Giani takes his other arm and slings it over his own shoulder.

Simone: What?! He can’t… He wouldn’t! Please tell me he is trying to get Spike out of there in a hurry!

Casey stops, confused by this as Giani spins around with Spike in his arms. He hoists him up further and drops him down with the Jersey Turnpike! The fans boo at him as he waves them off. He puts his hands under his chin and flips them at the audience, then to Casey, and then to Spike. He picks up the shirt and does his best to rip it apart. He tosses the ripped shirt on top of Spike and exits the ring. “Party Rock” plays as he walks up the ramp in a blind rage. The audience is practically stunned at what they’ve just seen, including Casey who goes to follow after Giani for some payback, but he isn’t quick enough.




Adams: It's main event time!

Simone: And that means, "Beautiful" Billy James' long-awaited return to the ring.

Adams: This should be a good one.

Inside of the ring, Justin Decent stands in center with a microphone in hand as he begins to introduce the match.

Justin: It is now time for our main event! This match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Miami, Florida, weighing in at 246 pounds... "Beautiful" Billy James!

"Pour Some Sugar on Me" begins to blast throughout the arena, drawing an explosion of cheers from the crowd. A moment later, "Beautiful" Billy James bursts out through the curtain, causing the cheers to identify. A moment later, following right behind Billy, is his wife Kristen. Billy walks across the stage, stopping at the top of the ramp before he drops down to one knee. Billy then lifts his arms, flexing as Kristen comes up behind him and starts to rub his chest. After a few seconds, Billy then pops back up to his feet and takes Kristen by the hand as the two then make their way down the ramp. The two hit the bottom of the ramp, at which point Kristen walks to the side of the ring, staying down at ringside, as Billy leaps up onto the ring apron. Billy then leaps over the top rope and then jumps right up onto the turnbuckle, raising his arms in the air and drawing even more cheers. Billy then hops down and waits in his corner.

Justin: And his opponent, from Los Angeles, California, weighing 251 ponds... Nick Jones!

"It ain't braggin' mutha f#cka if ya back it up!" A loud chorus of boos fills the arena as "Cocky" by Kid Rock blasts throughout. Moments later, Nick Jones walks out through the curtain, causing the boos to intensify. Nick walks to the top of the rampway and then waits as the lovely Diana Roberts makes her way out behind him. Nick drops down to a knee as a cocky smirk comes across his face while he flexes his muscles and Diana rubs his chest. Nick gets up and takes Diana's arm before turning back toward the curtain and waiting as the Entourage's Big B and Tony Capicelli make their way out. The two men flank Nick and Diana as they make their way down the rampway, slowly walking down as Nick makes sure to taunt and mock all of the fans along the way. Nick walks to the steel steps and waits for Diana to climb up first, watching her from behind before quickly walking up behind her, while Big B and Tony wait outside the ring. Nick then walks across the apron and steps one leg into the ring, taking a seat onto the middle rope for a moment, holding the ropes open as Diana climbs in. Nick sits there, looking around the arena and has a look of disdain on his face as he shakes his head in disgust, soliciting even more jeers from the audience. Nick laughs at this response as he turns away from the crowd to climb into the ring, swinging his other leg into the ring and then walking over to his corner, where Diana now sits on the top turnbuckle. Nick leans back while Diana rubs his shoulders, as he stands there and waits with a cocky and confident smirk on his face.

Simone: This one has been building up for months now, and it looks like we're finally ready to get this underway.

Adams: So much for Billy easing his way back into action, huh?

Nick holds the ropes open for Diana as she climbs out the ring, and just as Jasmine goes to call for the bell, the PA system comes alive again as Skid Row's "Mightnight Tornado" starts blasting throughout the arena, instantly drawing boos from the fans. "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward walks out onto the top of the ramp, microphone in hand and waits for the music to stop before beginning to speak.

HS: Before we get this kicked off, I had a little announcement about tonight's match. I think given everything that has gone over the past few months, it's clear that a regular match isn't really enough to truly does this contest justice. It is for that reason I have officially decided that this match will be NO DISQUALIFICATIONS. You boys have fun, and best of luck to you... at least one of you.

Hot Stuff smiles and turns and walks away back through the curtain. Meanwhile inside of the ring, a huge smirk comes across Nick's face as Billy simply stares Nick down, hardly even reacting to the announcement.

Simone: No disqualification?! Things just got even more interesting.

Adams: This one is gonna be good!

Jasmine calls for the bell and the match is underway.

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

Billy and Nick both move out of their corners and slowly start to circle one another in the center of the ring. Billy then lunges forward at Nick, but Nick quickly drops down to the mat and rolls right out under the bottom rope to the floor, drawing boos from the crowd. Nick then smiles widely as he looks over towards Tony and Big B, nodding in their direction. At that point, both men then climb up onto the ring apron before stepping into the ring.

Adams: What the heck is this?

Simone: It looks like this was a setup all along. Billy seems to have just found himself in a 2-on-1 handicap match against Nick's entourage.

Billy slowly backs off a little bit as the two men continue to approach him in the ring. Tony charges in at Billy first as Big B stands back, but as Tony goes for a clothesline, Billy ducks under it and in the process finds himself right before Big B. Before B can even react, Billy quickly takes a step in at him and drills him right in the jaw with his version of the superkick, the Sexy Shot! Billy then quickly spins right around just as Tony as turning back towards him, and as Tony swings at him right a right hand, Billy dodges it, hooks Tony up and plants him in the center of the ring with the Sexy Slam!! Both men roll out to the floor as the fans burst into cheers.

Simone: That didn't take long and it certainly doesn't look like that's what Nick was expecting!

Nick goes over to both men and pulls them up off the floor and is screaming at the both of them as they both try to shake it off. After they finally shake it off and manage to regain their composure, all three of Nick, Tony and Big B then start to climb into the ring. Slowly but surely, as Nick stands in front of Billy, Tony and Big B circle around to the other side of Billy, essentially making him surrounded. The three men get ready to attack when suddenly "Unbelievable" by EMF starts to boom through the arena, drawing a mass of cheers from the crowd. All the men in the ring immediately turn to the entrance as Christian Underwood walks out onto the stage with a microphone in hand.

Christian: If Mark wants this match to be no DQ, then so be it. However, that does not mean I am going to sit here and allow this match to be a three-on-one contest because of that. So if the SCW security wouldn't mind coming out here and joining me for a moment, I want the rest of this people out of here, NOW!

The crowd cheers more as a group of SCW security guards walk out from the back and make their way down the ramp. As they hit the bottom of the ramp, the group calls into the ring to Tony and Big B, who refuse to get out as Nick then starts to argue with the security.

Christian: Let's make something perfectly clear here, this is not an option. You either get out of the ring willingly, or I will have you dragged out. And once you leave here, you will go back to your locker room and STAY there, because if you don't, just as I warned you before, this will be the last time any of you will ever be seen inside of an SCW arena.

Nick stands in the ring looking furious, but given the warning, he seems to concede as he turns towards both men and nods in their direction. Based on their bosses direction, both Big B and Tony climb out of the ring, and are immediately surrounded by SCW security. The group starts to walk up the ramp, but as they do, they are stopped by further instruction from Christian.

Christian: Hold on for one second there, you guys are forgetting someone.

Christian points down towards the ring, where Diana Roberts is standing at ringside. Upon realizing what Christian is order, she immediately starts to scream, insisting that she stay.

Christian: What's that? Yeah, I really don't care if you are officially his valet or whatever. I don't trust you one bit and you're heading out of here along with these other two putzes.

Diana folds her arms across her chest, refusing to move as she simply glares up at where Christian is standing. However, that quickly changes as suddenly out of nowhere, Kristen James charges at Diana from behind and plows right into her, tackling her to the ground. Kristen then gets up and pulls Diana up with her and then starts to drag Diana up the ramp until the two eventually reach the top, where Kristen throws Diana through the curtain to the back before following after her. Seeing this, SCW security proceeds to escort the rest of the entourage out to the back, with Christian eventually following behind them.

Simone: We finally have ourselves a true one on one match.

Adams: This does not seem to be what Nick had in mind.

Nick stands in the ring looking very angry, as Billy has a huge smile on his face. The two men turn back towards each other and slowly start to circle each other, before both lunging forward and locking up in a collar and elbow tie-up. The two struggle back and forth a bit, with neither man able to get the upper hand, until the finally break it off. Both men back up a bit and circle each other more before eventually locking back up. This time, the two men get a little push back and forth, but again neither man is able to take advantage, as they break it off one again. After backing up into the corner for a moment, Nick stares Billy down before charging back in and going to lock back up, but this time Billy quickly takes advantage and takes Nick down with an arm drag. Both men get right back up to their feet and Nick moves back in, but Billy pulls him right back down with a second arm drag. Nick gets up and charges at Billy, but this time Billy ducks down and goes for a back drop, but Nick manages to float over and lands behind Billy, quickly hooking him up and taking him down with a russian leg sweep. Nick hooks Billy for a quick cover.

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Billy kicks out.

Simone: With Billy out of the ring for so long, I think Nick was trying to steal a quick win there.

Adams: It looks like that's not going to happen.

Nick gets up and pulls Billy up along with him, but Billy quickly breaks Nick's hold on him and then drills him with a stiff right hand, causing Nick to go stumbling back. Billy follows it up with a few more rights, eventually backing him up against the ropes, before shooting him off with an irish whip. Nick hits the far ropes and rebounds back, running right into spinning roundhouse kick from Billy that catches him right in the jaw. Nick stumbles back up to his feet and falls into the near corner, where Billy quickly charges in at him and clotheslines Nick in the corner causing him to drop down to the mat. Nick immediately rolls out to the floor, as Billy watches him from inside. Nick goes right over towards the timekeeper, immediately pushing him out of his seat and taking his steel chair and folding it up.

Simone: Nick Jones already seeming to resort to having a weapon at his disposal.

Adams: Hey, it's a no DQ match, so why not?

Nick slides the chair under the bottom rope and then slides in after it. As soon as Nick gets in the ring, he goes to pick up the chair but Billy quickly moves in and steps on top of the char, keeping Nick from being able to pick it up, and then quickly follows up by catching Nick with a kick to the face as he was still on his knees before him. The kick causes Nick to fall backwards and he rolls back over to the ropes which he uses to pull himself up. Billy runs in at Nick, but Nick quickly reacts by ducking down and pulling down the bottom rope, causing Billy to go flipping on the top. Billy manages to keep himself from falling all the way to the floor though, grabbing the ropes on the way over and landing on the ring apron. Nick quickly gets up and grabs the steel chair as Billy pulls himself up on the apron. As Billy reaches his feet, Nick winds the steel chair back over his head and swings it down at Billy's head. Billy sees it coming just in time and drops down off the apron, causing the steel chair to bounce off the top rope and bounce right back into Nick's face! Nick gets sprawled out onto the mat as Billy quickly leaps back up onto the apron and then springboards into the ring, landing with a leg drop across the throat of Nick. Billy hooks both legs for the cover.

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Nick kicks out!

Adams: That was close!

Simone: The use of the steel chair was almost Nick's undoing there.

Billy gets up and grabs the chair, measuring Nick up as Nick slowly stumbles up to his feet. Nick gets up and as he turns towards Billy, Billy throws the steel chair at him, which Nick manages to catch. Billy then leaps up to go for a spinning heel kick to the chair, but Nick sees it coming and throws the chair right back into Billy's face, causing him to crash down to the mat in a heap. Nick gets right back up, pulls Billy up with him and then drops him right back down with a DDT onto the steel chair. Nick goes for the pin.

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Billy barely kicks out.

Simone: I thought this one may have been over there.

Nick pounds the mat in frustration before reaching down to pull Billy up off of the mat, but Billy quickly hooks him up in a small package for the pin.

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2..
Nick kicks out.

Nick and Billy both get right back up, but Nick is quick to clothesline Billy right back down to the mat. Nick then pulls up Billy and drills him with a right hand, then a second one, before stopping and putting his left hand under Billy's chin to life it up. Nick then kisses his right hand before drilling Billy with a stiff right. The shot sends Billy stumbling back against the ropes and Nick quickly shoots Billy off. As Billy bounces back, Nick moves in at Billy, but Billy leaps up and catches Nick with a cross body block. Billy springs right back up and waits and as soon as Nick as back to his feet, Billy catches him in the jaw with a spinning heel kick. Billy then waits and just as Nick is starting to get back up, Billy runs over to the ropes, springboards off and just as Nick reaches his feet, Billy manages to springboard right into a hurrancanrana that sends Nick flying across the ring! Billy gets up and pumps his fists as the crowd is now in a cheering frenzy.

Simone: It looks like the momentum is back on Billy's side!

Billy moves back in at Billy and goes to pull him up off of the mat, but Nick quickly responds while on his knees by drilling Billy with a low blow!

Adams: Ouchy!

Billy crumbles down to the mat as Nick gets right back up and slides out of the ring to the floor. Nick reaches under the ring and pulls out a table. Nick slides it under the ring ropes and climbs right back into the ring, immediately setting the table up in the center of the ring. Nick then goes over to Billy, pulling him up off of the mat and dragging him over towards the table. As Nick goes to hook Billy up for a move in front of the table, Billy breaks Nick's hold on him and manages to duck behind Billy and drop him with a reverse DDT. Billy then pulls Nick up and lays him across the table before going over to the nearest corner and starting to climb the turnbuckle. Billy reaches the top rope and lines Nick up, but just as he is about to leap off, Nick manages to roll off of the table back down to the mat. Billy manages to stop just short of leaping off the top, nearly losing his balance in the process but manages to keep himself from falling. Billy then waits as Nick gets up, thinking himself to be safe before Billy leaps off and nails him with a missile dropkick!

Simone: Nick managed to avoid one move there, but Billy still manages to take him down with a missile dropkick off the top.

Adams: Yeah, but that's still a lot better than getting put through that table.

Simone: Granted, but I doubt Nick is particularly happy with this outcome either.

Billy gets up and pulls Nick back up, but Nick manages to fight him off with a series of punches. Nick then shoots Billy into the ropes as he comes back, Nick takes him up over and with a back body drop right in front of the table. Billy manages to flip through the move though and lands on his feet on the opposite side of the table! Both men quickly spin around and Billy reaches across the table towards Nick, grabbing him back the back of the head and slamming him face first into the table. As Nick stumbles back, Billy runs around the table and then bounces off the far ropes, coming running back up behind Nick and grabbing him by the head before leaping over the table and sending Nick face first through the table with a bulldog! Billy hooks both legs for the pin!

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3, NO!! Nick barely kicks out!

Simone: Wow, I thought that was it!

Adams: Clearly so did Billy!

Billy gets back up and grabs the steel chair from off of the mat, unfolding it and setting it up in the center of the ring. Billy then grabs Nick and shoots him into the ropes and as he bounces back, Billy hits him with a drop toehold right into the seat of the chair! Billy measures Nick up and as he reaches his feet, Billy hooks him up for the Sexy Slam. Nick manages to throw a few elbows into the side of Billy's head, and then counters the hold by hooking him and taking him up and over with a t-bone suplex! Billy stumbles back up and as he does, Nick nails with a kick right to the gut, causing him to double over. Nick then hooks Billy up and takes him over with the Best of All!! Nick hooks both legs for the pin.

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3!!

Nick leaps up onto his feet in celebration as the crowd boos, but the referee is quick to start calling off the three count, immediately pointing to the bottom rope where it is seen that Billy had gotten his foot on prior to the three. The referee just to inform Nick, but Nick is too busy celebrating what he believes to be his victory.

Adams: This one's not over yet.

Simone: Nick clearly thinks it is though, and that could be bad news for him.

Billy stumbles back up behind, drawing a loud burst of cheers from the crowd which seems to confuse Nick. Nick then turns around just in time to get caught with a Sexy Shot to the jaw! The shot causes Nick to stumble back as he ends up falling right back into the steel chair, sitting right down in it. Billy, still somewhat reeling from the prior move from Nick, very slowly goes over to the turnbuckle and starts to climb to the top. As Billy reaches the top, it clearly took too long as Nick manages to get up off of the chair and quickly runs over to the corner and runs right up the ropes, meeting Billy on the top rope and attempting to hit the Better Than You! Billy manages to block the move and instead shoves Nick off of the top, causing him to go crashing back into the ring! Billy balances himself on the top rope as Nick crawls over to the opened steel chair which he uses to slowly push himself back up off of the mat. As Nick stands bending in front of the chair, Billy leaps off of the top rope, coming down onto Billy with a Beauty Buster from the top rope that sends Nick drilling face first into the chair!!

Simone: Oh my God! What a move!

Billy hooks up both legs for the cover.

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3!!!

Simone: And "Beautiful" Billy James wins in his return to the wrestling ring!

Adams: Wow, what a match!

Billy gets up off of the mat and raises his arms in victory, drawing more cheers from the fans. After a few moments of this, Nick eventually manages to pull himself up with the ropes and as he reaches his feet, Billy and Nick stare each other down for a bit. Eventually, Billy walks up to Nick and extends his hand out to him, offering to shake. Nick glares at Billy, seeming somewhat hesitant before eventually extending his hand out as well and the two men shake hands. It doesn't last long however, as Nick uses the opportunity to pull Billy in and nails him with a short arm clothesline!

Simone: Can you believe this?! What a weasel!

Nick immediately turns towards the back and starts waving on in the direction for people to come down to the ring.

Adams: The match is over, so all bets are off, and I think Nick is calling for The Supremacy and his Entourage to come join in.

Simone: This is absolutely disgusting.

Nick keeps waving to the back and seems to be getting impatient as he waits to be joined by his teammates. The expression on Nick's face changes to confusion as as more and more time passes, nobody is coming out to the ring. As Nick keeps watching the back, Billy gets up back to his feet behind Nick and he looks furiously angry.

Adams: Where the heck are those guys?

Simone: I have no idea, but I'm glad they're not here. It looks like Nick may be on his own, and about to get what's coming to him now.

Nick turns around just in time to be grabbed by Billy and immediately planted with the Sexy Slam! Billy then gets right back up and grabs the steel chair, folding it up! Billy lines Nick up and as soon as he stumbles back up, Billy swings over his head, crashing the chair right down across the top of Nick's skull! Nick falls to the mat in the heap, but Billy does not let that stop him as he contains to rain down shot after shot with the steel chair onto the downed Nick.

Simone: This is brutal, Billy has clearly pushed Nick over the edge!

The scene suddenly cuts backstage into the office of Hot Stuff, who is seen watching what is going on in the ring on one of the monitors, and looking rather upset.

HS: What the hell is going on?!? I know Jordan said he's not getting involved, but where are the rest of those idiots??

Hot Stuff gets up from behind his desk and goes out in the hallway, quickly making his way through and going over towards the locker room area. As he gets there he turns and heads straight up to the door labeled "The Supremacy", however Hot Stuff can't believe what he sees, as the scene in front of the door is far more interesting. The door itself is completely blocked off, as it has a number of 2x4s nailed into both the door and the door frame and setup in front of it are two steel chairs and sitting in them, with beers in hand are none other than Mark's cousins and Life of the Party members, Shane Boswell and Matt Grove. As there can be heard pounding on the other side of the door from those members of Supremacy and the Entourage, Shane and Matt ignore it as the look up at Mark with smiles on their faces.

Shane: Oh hey cuz, what's up?

Matt: Want a beer?

Matt reaches into the cooler sitting between the two of them and pulls out a beer which he then reaches out towards Mark. Mark glares at the two, not saying a word before smacking the beer out of Matt's hand and storming off as the scene cuts back to ringside, where Billy is still beating away at Nick with the chair.

Simone: I think Mark might be coming out here!

Adams: I sure hope so! This should be good.

A moment later, the curtain parts as Hot Stuff comes running out into the arena and down the ramp. As Hot Stuff reaches the bottom of the ramp, Billy manages to see him coming and immediately turns his attention towards Mark, while still wielding the steel chair. The sight quickly brings Mark to a screeching halt at the bottom of the ramp.

Simone: It looks like Mark is thinking twice about getting into that ring right now!

Adams: Billy's got a steel chair, I don't blame him!

Billy and Mark both stay at their respective positions, staring each other down as the two can be heard starting to scream so smack talk at one another as the scene slowly fades.




THANK YOU!: To Chris, Mark, Erik, Craig, Aleksei, MK, Derek, Mike, Casey, Laura Jackson, Blaque Hart, Maggie, Courtney, Jenny, Stephen, Frost. Also to Vixen for the great match banners and tournament banner. Also to our great roleplayers for top notch work as always. You make it worth it