Climax Control

The crowd is alive with energy inside of the Coliseo Amauta in Lima, Peru. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites.

A spotlight 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;


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 Coliseo Amauta in Lima, Peru, 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 the curtains part and out steps Amanda dressed like a fat woman from the opera with extravagant emerald green gown, powdered wig and a fan in one hand that she waves at herself - and H-U-G-E tat-tas. With the mic in her free hand, she sashays across the stage, her face caked in powdered white makeup and the performance begins!

Amanda: Otto Titsling, inventor and kraut,
had nothing to get very worked up about.
His inventions were failures, his future seemed bleak.
He fled to the opera at least twice a week.

One night at the opera he saw an Aida
who's t-ts were so big they would often impede her.
Bug-eyed he watched her fall into the pit,
done in by the weight of those terrible t-ts.

Oh, my god! There she blows!
Aerodynamically this girl was a mess.
Otto eyeballed the diva lying comatose amongst the reeds,
and he suddenly felt the fire of inspiration flood his soul. He knew what he had to do!
He ran back to his workshop where he futzed and futzed and futzed.

For Otto Titsling had found his quest:
to lift and mold the female breast;
to point the small ones to the sky;
to keep the big ones high and dry!

Every night he'd sweat and snort
searching for the right support.
He tried some string and paper clips.
Hey! He even tried his own two lips!

Well, he stitched and he slaved and he slaved and he stitched
until finally one night, in the wee hours of morning, Otto arose from his workbench triumphant.
Yes! He had invented the worlds first over-the-shoulder-boulder-holder. Hooray!

Exhausted but ecstatic he ran down the street to the diva's house bearing the prototype in his hot little hand.
Now, the diva did not want to try the darn thing on. But, after many initial misgivings, she finally did.
And the sigh of relief that issued forth from the diva's mouth was so loud that it was mistaken by some
to be the early onset of the Siroccan Winds which would often roll through the Schwarzwald with a vengeance!

But little did Otto know, at the moment of his greatest triumph,
lurking under the diva's bed was none other than the very worst of the French patent thieves,
Philippe DeBrassiere. And Phil was watching the scene with a great deal of interest!

Later that night, while our Brun Hilda slept, into the wardrobe Philippe softly crept.
He fumbled through knickers and corsets galore,
'til he found Otto's titsling and he ran out the door.

Crying, "Oh, my god! What joy! What bliss!
I'm gonna make me a million from this!
Every woman in the world will wanna buy one.
I can have all the goods manufactured in Taiwan."

The result of this swindle is pointedly clear:
Do you buy a titsling or do you buy a brassiere?

The song ends and with the final note, Amanda uses a pin to *pop* her gigantic jugs -- merely balloons -- much to the delight and hysterical laughter of the crowd watching. She takes a sweeping bow and fans herself as she walks offstage.

Simone: Hello, happy easter and welcome to SCW Climax Control, live from Lima Peru! I'm Belinda Simone

Adams: And I'm listening to Nickelback's Dark Horse album.... one of my faves, but I'm also Jason Adams.

Simone: We got six great matches tonight

Adams: Crackers?

Simone: That's Christmas

Adams: Oh bunny dung.... more easter right, cause I said bunny, right?

Simone: Sure Jason, but here in Peru, we got great matches lined up, kicking it off with a chance to go for the bombshell title as Becky Ragdoll Jones, Roxi Johnson, Amy Marshall, and Laura Jackson battle it out to get a shot at Misty next week

Adams: Go crab girl! That is all!

Simone: One of your faves Jason but we got more action coming up, after that as Derek Thorne gets a chance to impress further against Rage and Brother Grimm

Adams: No, no, no, nightmares tonight now

Simone: You're married to a witch

Adams: She scares me too and gives me nightmares when I don't want them too

Simone: Maybe the next match will settle it down for you as Ace Baldwin takes on Jordan Williams

Adams: Amaaaaaaaaaaazing Ace Belinda, that's how the fella likes it said

Simone: Right, following that, Team Erik and Team SCW clash for the first time as Amanda Cortez teams with Team Erik team match Necra Octavian Kane to take on Jessie Salco and Karina Koji.

Adams: Amanda ain't right in the head Belinda, last week she came out here and left in tears and I'm sure she was a bit drunk

Simone: A bit?

Adams: Well some British guy that wasn't me said she was pissed as newt.

Simone: Hanging with Ben Jordan and Mickey Carroll again?

Adams: Yes but what Mickey said, I can't repeat on air.

Simone: Fair enough Jason, but the action keep rolling, because we have hell in a ring. Kain asked for Goth, he asked his old rival Hot Stuff Mark Ward to give him Goth, his wish was granted, tonight, they go one on one in a grudge match. Hot Stuff gave Kain what he wanted, is this gonna be enough to pull Kain to Team SCW?

Adams: I think a mars bar would have got him on team SCW, everyone loves a mars bar, even the scary man Kain.

Simone: Goth wanted Kain in the ring to secure him to team SCW, has Hot Stuff and Christian managed to get both?

Adams: I wouldn't wanna be in between them if they were on the same side

Simone: Think that's bad, Erik Staggs has forced Spike Staggs to defend the Heavyweight Championship against his main attraction, Kevin Carter, the problem? Spike Staggs is in New York tonight working for our fellow alliance federation, Bad Ass Championship Wrestling.

Adams: So how can he defend it?

Simone: That's the point Jason, we don't even know if Spike is here tonight.

Adams: You sneaky devil Erik Staggs.

Simone: Sneaky something else more like.

Adams: Think people are getting ansy waiting for this show?

Simone: Probably

Adams: Time to stop yapping and start clapping SCW fan, Lima, Peru, Let's gooooooooooo

Adams: Bombshells are up first tonight! Yes!!

Simone: And you would die a happy man afterwards.

Adams: Yes. Yes I would.

Justin Decent: Ladies and Gentleman our first match of the evening is a Bombshell Battle Royale to determine the Number One Contender to the Bombshell Championship! Introducing first, weighing in at 120lbs. From Portland, Oregon...Becky "Ragdoll" Jones!!!

Lollipop by Framing Hanley begins to play. Becky appears at the top of the entrance ramp wearing an open leather jacket over her ring gear, as she runs to one side punching the air and generally taunting the crowd as she quickly makes her way down the ramp. Once at the ring she hops up onto the side of the ring, before quickly vaulting over the top rope. Now taking off her jacket, she quickly tosses it down to the ring valet as she moves about the ring waiting for her opponents and her music dies down.

Simone: Becky has the chance to go for the only title she hasn't held yet here in SCW, Jason. She's got a lot to fight for.

Justin Decent: Introducing next, weighing in at 135lbs...From Tampa, Florida...Laura Jackson!!!

Misirlou by Dick Dale starts to play as Laura Jackson appears from behind the curtain. She walks to the ring a few seconds later, slapping hands with some fans along the way. She slides in under the bottom rope where she stands a safe distance away from Becky, staring her down and her music dies down.

Justin Decent: Next...weighing in at 128lbs...From Juneau, Alaska...She is the Punk Princess...Amy Marshall!!!

The opening lyrics of Scream by the Mistfits hits over the pa.

Whoaa ohh ohhh
Whoaa ohh ohhh
Whoaa ohh ohhh

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, as she ignore 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 and waits for the match to begin.

Justin Decent: And finally...weighing in at 132lbs...From Tampa, Florida...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 entranceway, 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. She jumps down moments later as the match is set to begin.

Adams: My money is on the superhero tonight!

Simone: I can't even pick between these four. They all want this opportunity bad enough, I expect a hell of a fight from all four.

Roxi's music dies down and all four Bombshells stand in the ring, looking around at each other. As members of Team Erik, Amy and Laura glance at one another with a respectful nod and smile before focusing their attention on Becky and Roxi. A few moments later, referee Jasmine St. John signals for the bell.


Adams: Here we go!

Amy and Laura quickly charge across the ring, as do Becky and Roxi. Amy and Becky collide, and Amy gets in a quick and vicious knee to the gut followed by an elbow to the back of Becky's head as she takes charge. A few feet away, Roxi has Laura by the hair and she yanks her head back, delivering hard rights to the tattooed beauty's face, as those in attendance watch on cheering and hollering.

Simone: Is it just me or was that some sort of signal between Amy and Laura?

Adams: They're trying to protect the Bombshell Championship and make sure it stays with Team Erik!

Simone: The only one who needs to worry about that is Misty, though I think she's more concerned with keeping the title around her waist and not just in Team Erik.

Roxi has Laura backed against the ropes and is desperately trying to push her over to eliminate her, but Laura is holding on to the ropes for dear life, not ready to give up. Roxi headbutts her a few times, takes a step back and when she comes back ready to clothesline Laura over the top, Laura bends forward, lifting Roxi up and over the top rope, believing she eliminated her!

Simone: Roxi just saved herself! She landed perfectly on the apron!

Adams: And I think Crab Girl is about to fly!

As Laura is making her way over to Amy and Becky, she doesn't notice Roxi grasping the top rope, and as the crowd starts cheering loudly, she turns around, and Roxi launches herself over the top rope, crashing into Laura with a flying cross body! Over on the other side of the ring, Becky has gotten an advantage over Amy. As Amy was setting Becky up for a powerbomb, Becky lifted Amy up and over her back, sending Amy crashing to the mat behind her, and Becky quickly went towards the corner turnbuckle, where she is now climbing to the top rope!

Simone: Not a smart move, Becky! Not in this type of match!

Roxi and Laura are back on their feet, exchanging lefts and rights as Becky climbs to the top turnbuckle. Laura sees this, and thinking quickly she grabs Roxi by the arm and sends whips her into the ropes right where Becky is and Becky loses her footing, crashing to the outside of the ring!

Adams: What a move by Laura! She just eliminated Becky using Roxi!

Justin Decent: Becky "Ragdoll" Jones has been eliminated!

Simone: And we're down to three. Somehow, I don't think this is a good thing for Roxi Johnson.

Roxi rebounds off the ropes and Laura attempts an elbow to the face, but Roxi ducks and sails against the opposite ropes. Amy has made it back to her feet and quickly joins Laura. Roxi rebounds against the opposite ropes as Amy and Laura are charging at her, but she takes both of the out, launching herself off the mat with a flying double clothesline!

Adams: She flew again!

Simone: Roxi is fighting with everything she has right now. It's basically two against one.


All three women get back to their feet quickly, and Laura grabs a hold of Roxi, wrenching her arms behind her back while Amy begins punching away at her face, followed by a few knees to Roxi's midsection and Laura begins slowly dragging Roxi towards the rope. Roxi tries to get in a few kicks to Amy, but Amy blocks them and delivers a hard uppercut as the double team continues!

Simone: This is not looking good for Roxi.

Adams: Come on Crab Girl!!

Simone: Oh enough with the Crab Girl, already! She doesn't like it!

Laura now has Roxi backed against the ropes and Amy continues to try and weaken their superhero opponent. After a few more vicious punches, Amy signals she's going to finish her off and when she comes at Roxi with a clothesline, Roxi is the one to duck this time and Amy hits Laura by accident, sending her out of the ring and to the floor below! Laura looks up, horrified as Amy looks down at her, apologetic for a moment, but she shrugs it off.

Justin Decent: Laura Jackson has been eliminated!

Adams: That sure backfired on those two! Bye-bye Laura!

Simone: This is it, Jason! One of these two women will challenge Misty next week for the Bombshell Title!

Adams: And if Amy doesn't turn around quick, it's going to be Roxi!

Just as Amy is turning around, Roxi charges at her, spearing her into the corner turnbuckle and the crowd cheers loudly! Amy crashes to the mat, as Roxi delivers boot after boot after boot to Amy's chest and midsection, refusing to back off. Amy somehow manages to crab Roxi's ankle, tripping her and she locks in a vicious anklelock! Roxi screams and yells, trying to break free of the hold, but Amy increases the pressure, trying to incapacitate her!

Adams: Umm..Has Amy forgotten she has to send Roxi over the top rope to win this one? Submissions don't work in this case!

Simone: I think she's trying to gain an advantage here. If Roxi is injured, Amy stands a better chance at walking away the winner.

The crowd boos as Amy refuses to release the ankle lock, but Roxi rolls herself on to her back, and kicks Amy's legs, immediately causing her to break the hold and stumble back. Roxi jumps back to her feet, well one foot, as she can only put pressure on her one good foot. Amy charges at her only to be met with a spinning heel kick, sending her down to the mat!

Simone: Great thinking by Roxi! She's still got some fight in her!

Adams: Superheros never give up!

Roxi limps around, trying to get feeling back in her ankle and foot and she reaches down, grabbing Amy's head, pulling her back to her feet. Amy is trying to shake off the effects of the heel kick when Roxi delivers a twist of fate taking her right back down to the mat and the crowd goes wild!

Roxi quickly gets back to her feet and launches herself up and off the ropes, and flying back with a lionsault, but Amy gets her knees up just as Roxi crashes against her!

Adams: I spoke too soon...

Simone: Quick thinking by Amy right there. Could give her the advantage that she needs.

Roxi rolls on to her back, holding her stomach as Amy pulls herself to a seated position using the ropes. She glances over to Roxi and pulls herself to her back to her feet, leaning against the ropes. Roxi makes it to her knees and Amy walks over to her and pulls her back to her feet by her hair.

Adams: Come on Roxi! You can do this!

Amy stares out of the ring, ready to end it, and as she tries to throw Roxi over the top rope, Roxi lands on the ring apron same as earlier! Amy goes to deliver an elbow to Roxi's midsection, in effect sending her off the apron and to the floor, but Roxi gets her knee up, connecting it with Amy's shoulder! She reaches over the ropes and grabs Amy, pulling her over the top rope, but Amy holds on to the ropes for dear life, trying to pull herself safely to the ring apron as Roxi tries to pry her hands from off the ropes!

Adams: She's going to do it! Roxi is going to finish this off!

Simone: It appears that way, Jason.

Amy fights with everything she has, when suddenly, the crowd starts booing as Laura Jackson has entered the ring again! She runs at the ropes, crashing against both Roxi and Amy, and both women crash to the outside of the floor at almost the same time and the bell rings!

Adams: Roxi did it! She did it!

Simone: Not so fast, Jason! Laura interfered at both Roxi and Amy landed on the outside of the ropes! The only question is, whose feet hit the floor first?

Referee Jasmine St. John approaches the ring officials on that side of the ring as they begin conferring about what happened. Roxi and Amy stare at one another, waiting for the decision, and Jasmine nods her head before walking over to Justin Decent. She whispers in his ear then walks back over to the two women, as Justin announces the decision.

Justin Decent: Ladies and Gentleman, Jasmine St. John has just informed me that Roxi Johnson's feet hit the floor just seconds before Amy Marshall. Therefore your winner, and the number one contender to the Bombshell Championship...AMY MARSHALL!!

Simone: I don't believe it! What an ending to a wild match, Jason!

Adams: Nooo! Crab Girl lost!!

Jasmine raises Amy's hand in victory as Amy celebrates and Roxi walks away disappointed, but not before glaring at Laura Jackson in the ring. Laura exits the ring and both women disappear backstage. As Amy is about to start heading backstage, the big screen lights up, and who should appear on the screen, live via satellite from Nova Scotia, the Bombshell Champion herself, Misty! Standing next to her is fellow Team Erik member, Roxanne, and they are both smiling into the camera.

Misty: Congratulations, Miss Marshall. Well done!

Misty claps as Amy stands there, smiling, yet a bit confused. Roxanne smiles into the camera as well, waving at her fellow Sister of the Light.

Misty: I apologize that I couldn't be there this evening, but I'm here in Nova Scotia, just moments away from the Semi-Finals and Finals of the J-Cup tournament, and well, I can't be in two places at once. But, I paid very close attention to your match, because after all, the winner, you Miss Marshall, will be challenging for my title next week.

Amy nods and motions her hands around her waist, saying the title is hers.

Misty: Now, Amy, we may both be backing Erik Staggs as members of the rebels, and in effect, whoever wins the Bombshell Title stays on our side, but do not make the mistake of thinking that is all that matters to me. Don't get me wrong, I am proud of your hard work and dedication finally paying off and you finally getting the recognition and opportunity that you deserve, but you're not taking this title from me.

Amy laughs and shakes her head in disagreement.

Misty: The Bombshell Title is mine and it is going to stay mine, but here is what we can do, alright? We can put on one hell of a show for SCW and show Mark Ward and Christian Underwood how much talent the rebels really possess, right? We can show them that we deserve to be booked and not held back week in and week out, and that WE make Sin City Wrestling...We ARE Sin City Wrestling! What do you say?

Amy nods, but she points to the belt over Misty's shoulder, then to her waist once again.

Misty: That's what I thought. Congratulations once again Miss Marshall and best of luck to you next week!

Misty winks into the camera and waves as Roxanne blows Amy a kiss before the screen fades to black. Amy shakes her head but continues her way backstage to celebrate.

Backstage, Erik Staggs is seen standing outside of the SCW Men???s Locker Room, a big grin on his face as he continues talking.

Erik: Don???t think that just because they are stupid that you have to make the same mistakes. We both know you are smarter than that, and I would hate to see you on the receiving end of an ass kicking just because you felt loyal to them. I mean, what have they done since the attack? I???ll tell you??? They???ve done nothing.

Erik folds his arms over his chest, nodding his head in disappointment. Muffled speaking can be heard coming from behind the door. Erik nods his head along with the person, offering a sympathetic ear. He shrugs his shoulders and sighs in a long, drawn out manner.

Erik: Sadly, we are being made out to be the bad guys here, but the truth is, we are all fighting a very noble cause. Unfortunately, war is not clean, and some people have to get their hands dirty to bring about positive change. If I went out there and kissed peoples asses, no one would take me serious. I tried being a nice guy, and look where it got me. Nowhere???

The muffled speaking comes out a bit now, and we are able to hear it just a little better, very familiar sounding. Erik continues to nod his head, pulling out his clipboard to show them something.

Erik: Here you can see some pretty impressive people who are in for this cause. A few still waiting to reveal themselves, but many are not playing so close to the vest. Throughout this entire company, there are people, making us stronger by the day. Change is upon us, and I can promise that when I have it my way, there will be power to the people. No more title monopoly, no more tired routines. No one will be denied their opportunity for revenge, if you catch my drift.

Erik moves to the side and the audience can almost be heard gasping as Max Burke stands in the doorway. He has a serious look on his face, seeming to be contemplating in his head. The last part has him thinking deeply.

Erik: You don???t have to answer me now, but just know that there is another option that doesn???t have to compromise your standings in the tag team division...

Max: No. I think I have made up my mind. I don???t think Aleksei made the right call for us. I'm in. You have my allegiance, Mr. Staggs... whether they like it or not.

Erik smiles and shakes hands with Max. He almost seems surprised at this point, but does his best to conceal it. He pats Max on the shoulder as we fade out.

Justin Decent: Our next match is scheduled for one fall and is a triple threat match! Our first opponent hails from parts unknown and is a former world champion! He towers at 6 foot 8, he is RAGE!!!

Waking The Demon by Bullet for My Valentine starts to play over the sound system, as thick smoke and red strobe lights flash near the backstage entrance. The music plays for several seconds before the Sin of Wrath, Rage, appears from behind the curtain. He stands at the entrance for a few moments before he raises his clenched fist above him, eliciting cheers from the crowd. He makes his way to the ring with a dark look on his face. He enters the ring, stepping over the top rope and he heads to the center of the ring. Rage looks to the backstage entrance as his music dies down and he waits for his opponent to enter.

Justin Decent: Our next opponent also hails from parts unknown. He is a member of NXT. He weighs in at 235 pounds and is 6 foot 4. Allow me to introduce DEREK THORNE!!!

A drum solo starts up through the arenas personal address system that is slowly joined by a very familiar guitar rift as Message in Blood by Pantera plays loudly through the speakers. The lights in the arena dim down as Derek Thorne can be seen walking out from behind the curtains, taking centre stage his lifts his arms up in the air. His arms are out stretched are at shoulder height looking out into the crowded arena, Derek drops to his knees. Unclenching his hands he raises them slightly so his open palms are facing the ceiling. As the cameras approach Derek they can see that he is mouthing a quote of some description but it is unknown to the crowd as it is in German. Closing his eyes briefly after he finishes his scripture Derek rolls his head back before getting back up to his feet. Dropping his arms back down to his sides Derek makes his way towards the ring, climbing the steps his wrestling boots clunk against the steel. Entering the ring through the middle and top rope Derek walks around the ring a few times, not encouraging the fans in the slightest. He looks over at Rage and nods.

Adams: If we don???t know where these guys are from how does Mark and Christian find them?

Simone: Do you work at being this dumb.

Justin Decent: And finally from The Other Side of Darkness. He also stands at 6 foot 4, and weighs in 246 pounds. He is one of the newest additions to the roster. BROTHER GRIMM!!!!

All of the lights in the building slowly fade out, leaving the arena cloaked in darkness. Then the voices of little girls is heard over the speakers, reciting;

"'B' is for 'Baby' ... 'F' is for 'Fear'
Beware for the children ... The evil draws near."
The screen above the ramp then flickers to life with the image of a music box...

The video ends and are replaced by the ominous melodies of O Fortuna (Carmina Burana). A select stage light ignites over the ramp, illuminating the lone figure standing atop the stage, as stoic and pale as an ivory statue. Poised and ready, brother Grimm raises his head and slowly begins the descent towards the ring, paying no mind to the fans who watch with awe in their eyes as this enigmatic figure passes them, leaving a chill to many a spine in his wake. Arriving at ringside, Brother Grimm pauses and casts a sidelong glance at the fans seated at ringside, staring them down until the fans hurriedly break eye contact. Only then does Grimm show the faintest trace of a devlish smirk before he turns back to the ring. Gripping the middle rope with his hand, he hauls himself up onto the ring apron and steps through the ropes. Grimm begins to remove his attire to reveal an ivory-white and muscled upper body adorned with faint scars. Both Rage and Derek seem impatient waiting for Grimm. He passes his armor and tunic out to the attendant, then turns back, ready to start the match.

Adams: Brother Grimm is getting no love for his collection of swag.

Simone: I think Rage and Derek just want this fight to get started.

Grimm steps into the ring and both Rage and Derek rush at him. The bell starts as the two big men pound on Grimm driving him quickly into the nearest turnbuckle. Thorne grabs Grimm and whips him into Rage who hits him with a huge boot

Simone: This match has just started and already Grimm is getting double teamed.

Derek and Rage look at each other ready to lock up. The two men get caught up in a show of strength. Rage gets the upper hand and throws him down hard. He then picks him up off his feet lifting him up for a belly to belly suplex. Grimm is up but is keeping his distance, watching the two men fight. When Rage gets up first, Grimm rushes at him RUNNING STRIKE and quickly gets out of his way.

Adams: That Grimm is sneaky for a giant pale guy.

Derek is getting to his feet just as Rage charges up as well. He swings a haymaker at Derek who ducks under it as the two men start to exchange blows. Derek seems motivated to get the advantage. Grimm just watches them go at it. Derek takes Rage down with a quick DDT. Grimm is on Derek right away with a claw hold to his shoulder. Derek starts grimacing in pain.

Simone: He is sneaky, he is going to work these guys over whenever he gets his chance.

Rage sees that Grimm has taken another opportunity and runs over to him kicking him hard. Grimm rolls off Derek breaking the hold and grinning at Rage. He rises slowly his eyes never leaving the bigger man. Rage charges at Grimm but he shocks him with a forward palm strike to Rage???s head, knocking him off his feet.

Adams: Whoa! That was some crazy ninja stuff.

Simone: The precision that required is scary.

Adams: Well that makes sense considering that Grimm is one big scary guy.

Grimm moves with surprising fury kicking and stomping on Rage as he tries to get up. Rage pushes out of it but Grimm kicks him hard in the leg causing him to fall to one knee. Grimm tries to lift Rage up for a cradle shock but Derek is there to deliver a big boot to Grimms gut to cause Rage to topple on top of him.

Simone: Derek is now the opportunist.

Adams: And he looks like a bad ass while he does it.

The crowd gives Derek a decent pop after that and he watches his opponents waiting for them to rise. Both Grimm and Rage are getting to their feet at the same time. Derek charges forward for a spear, Grimm pulls Rage into Thorne???s path and there is a massive collision. The crowd boos Grimm for his tactics but he just smiles. He sneaks behind Derek lifting him up in a rear choke hold that turns into a tail spin.

Simone: Quite the inventive move but Derek Thorn does not stay down long.

Grimm turns his attention to Rage who is getting up slowly. He gets him to his feet only to have Derek grab him, spin him around and catch him in double under hook suplex.

Adams: See what I am talking about bad ass.

Rage is now the only one up. He kicks Derek hard in the side sending him sprawling across the ring. Then he stomps on Grimm and lifts him up slamming his fist into the back of his head. Rage gets him lifted into a vertical suplex, but Grimm slips out of it to get behind him. He drop kicks him in the back and rolls out of the ring. Rage gets pushed right into Derek who hits him with a running knee lift.

Simone: Grimm is right near us, he is getting a lot of heat from the fans.

Adams: Oh man he is even weirder close up.

Derek has Rage on his feet and is bringing him back down with a huge spinebuster. He is going for the pin.


Grimm puts Rage foot on the rope and the referee stops the count. Derek stares at Grimm who just gives him a polite nod. Derek gets to his feet quick and is yelling for Grimm to get back in the ring. Rage is up on his feet and catches the distracted Derek into a huge reverse DDT.

Simone: These guys can???t win this match if they keep letting Grimm play them.

Grimm just smiles as he watches Rage drag Derek to his feet. Rage slams Derek with a big gorilla press slam and Thorne looks knocked out. Rage is going for the pin.


Grimm rushes in and boots Rage right off Derek. He than dropkicks Rage in the head. Before Derek can get up Grimm is on him locking him up in a scorpion crosslock.

Simone: Derek was just coming to his senses and now he is fighting not to break.

Rage breaks the hold with a leading axe handle. Grimm just laughs as he gets to his feet. Rage locks up with Grimm but Grimm takes the advantage with an under hook suplex. When he gets to his feet he is the one surprised by a superkick by Derek.

Adams: With all those spooky powers I am surprised he didn't see that coming.

Simone: Again, I assure you he is not really the boogie man.

Adams: yeah next your going to tell me my wife was the one who his Easter eggs this morning.

Derek moves quick to not loose momentum. He stomps on Rage once than catches Grimm in a pump handle fallaway slam. He is up again hitting Rage with a knee lift. When Grimm is up he starts hitting with lefts and rights...

Simone: crazy momentum shift by Derek Thorne.

Rage is up. Seeing both fighters close to the ropes he charges at them. Thorne slips out of the way but Grimm gets knocked out of the ring by a huge clothes line. Derek catches Rage in a backbreaker and when Rage charges back to his feet Derek is ready with a evenflow DDT.

Adams: Oh this one might be over, Grimm is not even to his feet yet.


Simone: and we have a winner. Derek Thorne has done it.

Adams: Easter pun time but Thorne is rising through these ranks like Jesus from the tomb

In the backstage hall of the Coliseo Amauta, SCW Co-Owner Christian Underwood is not in his usual pot in his shared office with Mark Ward, but is instead standing in front of one of the monitors, watching the proceedings of the program. He shakes his head, visually rolling his eyes, when the sound of footsteps alert him to another presence and he turns just as Kain and Ariel approach him.

Kain: I was expecting Ward.

Christian offers his hand over to Kain who is slow to accept it, but accept it he does and the two men shakes hands honestly and sincerely.

Christian: Yes, well ... that's sort of why I talked with Mark and asked him to let me handle this one. Given the history between the two of you, an the fact you both probably wouldn't mind a repeat of your little 'pound of flesh', I thought maybe I should be the one to talk to you.

Kain says nothing to this. He just steps back beside Ariel and folds his arm across his chest, waiting. Christian reaches up to scratch his head with a smile.

Christian: This has to be new territory for me. Mark usually handles these talks and negotiations better than I do. I'm not exactly the most diplomatic of people. Except for when I let loose on Erik and his posse. That I was pretty proud of.

Kain: You may sound tough on the microphone, Christian, I'll give you that. But you don't frighten me one bit. Stop wasting my time with your boasts. Why are you wasting my time right now?

Christian: I'm not going to waste any time here Kain, yours or my own. I'm not going to try flattery or bribery. No lip service, pun unintended.

Kain: At least you sound more decent than Mark Ward, still...

Christian: I just want to ask you a simple question, perhaps two. Ever since Erik's plan against Mark and myself got exposed, he's been making all these promises and threats against us and the men and women who've opted to remain loyal to the SCW that we built from the ground up. He wants to do away with things that have made us what we are, what we could be ... everything he disagrees with, he wants to get rid of. People and ideas alike.

Kain: So, what's the question?

Christian shakes his head and shrugs.

Christian: What makes you think he can? What makes any of the men or women that are standing by him, think he can accomplish any of the things that he's been promising? He doesn't own Sin City Wrestling. Mark and I do. We have the controlling interest, where as he just has a few shares. He was hired to help get people to where they needed to be, so in my mind, if people have complaints as to their standing in SCW, you'd think they'd be targeting him instead of Mark and myself. Yet Erik has done a beautiful job, I have to admit, in swerving any and all blame away from himself and directing it right back at us. Kain, Erik doesn't even have the authority to book matches that Mark or myself don't green light first. Does that tell you anything?

Kain: One thing it does tell me right off the bat; I don't trust Erik for a second, but he does bring up a few arguments that are pretty convincing.

Christian: Really? I'm afraid that we're going to have to agree to disagree on that one. Everything that Mark and I have done since it's inception has built SCW to where it is right now Even you have to admit that the deal between Mark and yourself escalated you up in the rankings and eyes of the public. You beat the living hell out of the boss, and the people loved you for it.

Christian smiles and shrugs at the thought.

Christian: But Erik? He has brain washed a lot of good men and women into believing he can do the things he promised, and has done nothing else but surround himself by numbers. He's standing in the background while these men and women do all the work, shed all the blood, while he smiles and gets his power fix. They're doing all the work, while he takes all the credit. How does that benefit them? How would it benefit you?

Kain: You make it sound like you've done nothing of the kind when in fact you both stumbled along the way! How do you feel about that, Christian? Neither you nor Mark Ward are saints around here.

Christian: I never said that I was. And I sure as hell won't try to convince anyone that Mark is an angel. The simple fact is, that our life's blood and money went into this, and when someone tries to sabotage it, or us, we react accordingly. I think just about anyone would do the same.

Christian steps back and sits along the edge of a table.

Christian: Sure, Mark and I have made mistakes along the way. I mean, we're only human. Yet we've tried to make sure that we treated everyone as fairly as possible. Its like being in charge of any type of business. If we've made someone unhappy, and they don't come and tell us, then how are we supposed to know so we can try to correct it? Plus, it's professional wrestling. You've been involved with this sport for a number of years, as have I. It's a fact that no promoter can keep every single wrestler satisfied all of the time. They give one wrestler a title shot or main event slot, and another will be unhappy and think those matches should have gone to him or her. The point is, Kain, that Mark and I try. We may not always succeed one hundred percent, but we try.

Kain: You try, sure, but instead of trying, it needs to happen. So here's two questions of mine; what can Team SCW offer me that Team Erik can't and what can Team Erik offer me that Team SCW can't?

Christian: Fair treatment. The right to defend and to protect what you've worked hard for as opposed to letting some jack off like Staggs waltz in, take it right out from under you and hand it to someone else. Most likely the right person who's bent over backwards to plant his lips firmly on Erik's backside.

Christian folds his arms.

Christian: You realize that even when you and Mark were fighting, he was willingly putting you at the right spots on the shows that you deserved to be on. That wasn't all me. The only thing Erik can offer you is flattery and empty promises. You saw what he did to his own nephew, Kain. You've seen what he's been doing to Thatcher Rex and men and women who have turned him down and refused to help him in his bid for power. What makes you think he'd be any different towards you? What makes any of those men and women think he won't just toss them to the curb the moment they outlive their usefulness to him? Misty won't hold the Bombshell Championship forever. Sooner or later, Ace and Kevin will run across a tag team, possibly yourself and Frost, who'll take their titles away from them. Given the loyalty Erik has displayed so far, what is stopping him from abandoning those men and women just like he abandoned his own flesh and blood?

Kain: That's why I'd prefer to be on my own side, so that I don't have to worry about the pointless drama and emotion that comes with stuff like this. I deserve to be in the spotlight, but my question is, what would team SCW do for me IF I joined? Would I be abandoned and betrayed once my purpose and reason for being in that team is finished?

Christian shakes his head, a frown crossing his face.

Christian: I am not Erik Staggs, and neither is Mark. Mark and I will put a stop to this, one way or another. Do you think Erik will take the fall when we do, or do you think he'll point fingers at the men and women who trusted him this entire time?

Kain: No, Erik is someone that I don't believe is capable enough of being a team leader and taking one for the team, if you understand my drift. If people don't follow his orders or don't do what they want, he decides to teach them a lesson. In this line of work, Christian, you are all for yourself or nothing at all. I can tell that you're determined to finish Team Erik and get back to business, but how long will it take to get done?

Christian shrugs.

Christian: I don't know. Kain, the simple fact is that neither Mark nor I want this thing going any further than it has to, but sadly it looks like it's just getting started. You can stand on the sidelines and watch. That's completely up to you, but you've been here almost since the very beginning. You've been a champion before, will be again, and you've just been one of our top and foremost athletes.

Christian shakes his head, staring Kain right in the eyes.

Christian: Mark and I are just the businessmen here, Kain. I think everyone knows the credit of SCW's successes go to the ones who are in the ring day in and day out. Please don't let him destroy everything that these men and women have built, yourself included.

Kain: I won't. Should Erik come at me one more time, I'm going to tell him the same answer that I told you; give me one more week to decide my future in this. But one thing is for sure, Christian, what I do is solely for my benefit, not for Team Erik or for Team SCW. You understand?

Christian nods and the two shake hands. Kain lets out a quick smile and nod before turning and walking away from Christian.

The scene cuts to backstage in the cafeteria area, which is currently filled with a number of various SCW superstars and staff members getting themselves a variety of food and drinks. The camera is particularly focused in on the coffee area, where the quite familiar Nick Jones can be seen standing and filling himself up a cup of coffee from one of the machines over there. It's just a moment later that SCW nurse Zoey Carpenter comes walking up and starts to fill up her coffee cup at the machine next to that. Zoey looks over and notices Nick standing next to her as she smiles at him and speaks.

Zoey: Hi Nick, how are you doing?

Nick turns to see who is speaking to him and upon noticing Zoey, he jumps up, spilling his coffee all over the place as he is quick to back off from her.

Nick: Whoa, whoa... what are you doing? I can't talk to you!

Zoey seems completely confused by Nick's reaction.

Zoey: Why not? What's wrong?

Nick: What's wrong?!? Do you not remember last week? If Diana sees me talking to you again she'll freakin' kill me!

Zoey: I'm really sorry about that. Please know that I certainly didn't intend anything by any one that, and didn't mean to upset Diana.

Nick: Trust me, I know that. But you have to understand, Diana is a bit what you could call, um... well...

Zoey: Protective?

Nick: I was actually going to say insane, but sure let's go with that, "protective" certainly sounds better.

Zoey cannot help but giggle a little at Nick's comment.

Zoey: Well I can certainly understand her being protective. She has good reason to want to make sure she doesn't lose you.

Zoey quickly stops herself from continuing on as she blushes a little, upon realizing what could be implied from what she said. Given that, she is sure to quickly move onto a new topic.

Zoey: So how is your hand feeling.

Nick: Good, thanks. I mean, it's finally feeling better now, but I don't know what the deal with that cream stuff you gave me was. Totally threw me off my game. I'm pretty sure that's the reason I lost my match last week you know.

Zoey: I can see how that could happen. Sorry about that.

Zoey rolls her eyes a little bit, but Nick doesn't seem to notice.

Nick: At least you can own up to your faults. Let's just try not to let anything like that happen again.

Zoey: Fair enough. Well I've got to get back to work, it was nice seeing you Nick. Bye!

Nick: Yeah, bye.

Zoey turns and walks off with her cup of coffee, while Nick grabs some napkins and wipes the spilled coffee off from himself. Nick then starts to fill up a new cup with coffee as the scene cuts away.

Between matches the titan tron comes to life and we see Aleksei Koji's face on the screen. His eyes are blood shot and he seems a little dazed, but he is not beat up yet so that means he is not yet in New York. He smiles big for the camera.

Aleksei: Hello my fellow SCW fans. I have no idea what time it is there or what time it is here, but I miss you. I hope you miss me! I am currently having one of the most crazy nights of my life and when you see me last I hope to be Grinder champion...but who knows.

Now you know I could not stay away from an SCW show even if I am in a whole other continent...I am in other continent right? Wait let me ask phone.

Aleksei holds up his smart phone.

Aleksei: Is..ahh North American different continents from other Americas?

The phone does not seem to computer and makes some odd noise as if it is having a glitch. Aleksei shrugs and reaches for a beer.

Aleksei: They don't make these things to understand drunken Romani. It is a shame. So believe it or not I didn't just come on here to say hello. I come with good news. You see every once in a while us Koji's gather the clan and I have decided to do so next week. Now you might wonder why it matters to all of you.

Aleksei's smile takes on a wicked edge and he appears to suddenly sober up.

Aleksei: Because I am going to have this gathering at the next stop for the SCW tour. That means not only will I be coming back but I will be bringing my many of them as I can. That means if your name is Kain or you are wearing a Team Erik t-shirt you might want to take the night off, because the Koji's only get together for two things: weddings and fights.

So unless Erik wants to get two of his goons to marry each other that must mean we are coming for a fight....oh what a fight it is going to be. I can't wait to see you all and introduce you to my family.

Aleksei grins and waves to the camera.

Aleksei: Now you all have good night. I am going to go make some people bleed.

"Who Dat" begins to start up in the first couple of bars, no beat, the lights begin to flicker back and forth 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.

Justin Decent: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Galveston, Texas, weighing in at 245ibs, he is one half of the SCW Tag Team Champions ???Amazing??? Ace Baldwin!

Simone: Ace Baldwin shocked us all last week by aligning with Erik Staggs.

Adams: First Matthew Kennedy and now Ace Baldwin, Erik???s getting a lot of great talent on his side.

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, then the camera pans around the crowd for a bit when "Subconscious" hit???s the PA System and the crowd starts booing.

Justin Decent: And his opponent, from Atlanta Georgia, weighing in at 250lbs Jordan Williams!

With a few scatters of cheers as Jordan Williams comes walking out behind the curtain. Jordan is clad in black boots, black tights with lime green colored designs and the head of a dragon roaring on both thighs. Jordan has 1/1,000,000 written on his knee pads as well. Jordan also has on a black duster with similar lime green colored designs. Jordan has his arms up in the air as the fans shower him in boos. Some fans reach out to slap high fives with him, but Jordan ignores them with his cocky grin etched onto his face. Jordan walks up the steps and leaps over the top rope flawlessly. Jordan climbs to the second turnbuckle and does his double gun pose before dropping to the mat.

Simone: With Matthew being elsewhere Jordan won???t have to worry about Matthew.

Adams: Didn???t stop him last week.

Simone: We have no clue if Matthew was even behind that!

Once Jordan turns around he charges at Ace and starts brawling with him prompting Drew Patton to call for the bell but Ace is able to get over his initial surprise and starts fighting back against the slightly larger competitor, Jordan is able to use his experience however and ducks under a wild right hand before hitting the Tag Champion with a German Suplex.

Simone: Ace is good but Jordan has the experience edge!

Adams: No kidding!

Jordan goes for the first pin of the match 1???..2??????kickout by Ace, Jordan merely shakes his head as he pulls Ace to his feet???..only to be surprised with a roll-up! 1??????2??????kickout by Jordan! Both men get back to their feet, Jordan goes for a clothesline but Ace ducks under it, spins Jordan around and hits him with two suplexes followed by a Fisherman???s Suplex which he holds onto for the pin 1???.2???..kickout by Jordan!

Simone: Things have been very even for the Ace and Jordan!

Adams: How long that lasts will remain to be seen!

Ace gets to his feet and starts calling for Jordan to get back to his feet as well presumably to set up a move of some kind, Jordan eventually gets back on his feet and Jordan charges in again, however Ace surprises him with an Atomic Drop before charging to the ropes and going for a Spear, however Jordan???s recovered enough to nearly take Ace???s head off with a Lariat!

Simone: The Tramp Stamp!

Adams: Where? I don???t see Jessie Salco anywhere!

Simone:??????Jason, most of that girl???s body is covered with tattoos; if she has a tramp stamp then it wouldn???t be that noticeable!

Jordan goes for a cover 1???..2???..Ace kicks out just in time! Jordan???s a veteran of the sport however and knows better than to pick a fight with the referee, instead he waits for Ace to get back to his feet and once he is Jordan tries to follow up the Lariat with another one; Ace seems him coming however and catches him with a powerslam! Ace goes for a cover 1???..2???..kickout by Jordan!

Simone: Another kickout this time by Jordan!

Adams: What will it take to??????oh no??????

Simone: Oh god no!

The camera shows Marty McFarge at the top of the ramp sitting in a chair and reading a porno mag??????with Odette Ryder on the front cover! Jordan sees this and becomes enraged!

Simone: Marty???s clearly playing mind games with Jordan!

Adams: Where did he get that magazine!?

Jordan continues to yell at Marty???..only to be surprised by a roll-up by Ace! 1???..2???..Ace puts his foot on the ropes??????and Jordan still kicks out! Ace argues with the ref but Drew???s having none of it so instead Ace grabs onto Jordan???s leg and locks in a Single-Leg Boston Crab! Jordan struggles for a few moments before powering out of the move, rather than try to capitalize on the advantage however Jordan leaves the ring and starts yelling at Marty to leave the ringside area, Marty off course doesn???t listen!

Adams: He does realize that he can kick Marty???s ass right?

Simone: Jason, I could kick Marty???s ass!

Jordan tries to march up the ramp and attack Marty but Ace grabs him from behind and throws him back into the ring, Ace follows him in and calls for the end.

Simone: Ace may be going for one of his finishers.

Adams: Don???t call for the finish! You???ll jinx it!

Ace picks up Jordan and goes for the TFC; however he is distracted by Marty this time as Marty???s eyes are nearly bulging out of his head because he is looking at a popout of some kind! Jordan manages to use this to slip out of the hold, spin him around and hits him with the ATL Crusher! Drew drops down for the pin 1???.2???..3!!!! Marty smirks thinking he???s cost Jordan the match??????and the smirk quickly disappears!

Justin Decent: Here???s your winner, Jordan Williams!

Simone: Marty just cost his Team Erik Teammate the match!

Adams: And here comes Jordan!

Marty quickly runs to the back as Jordan chases after him!

We cut to backstage to find Rage hanging out in the hallway with his lady friend, Sabrina Stevens. They seem to be in deep conversation and Sabrina throws her head back laughing about something. Rage seems his usual blank or grump self, when Erik Staggs walks up to the two, grinning as he glances at the lovely Sabrina. She looks at him, uncomfortable with how he is staring at her and Rage takes notice.

Rage: What the hell do you want?

Erik doesn't immediately hear him as he eyes Sabrina up and down but Rage snaps his fingers in front of Erik's face, getting his attention.

Erik: Oh I'm sorry. I was just admiring this stunning beauty here. She really is quite distracting.

Rage: Yeah apparently. Now what the hell do you want Staggs? x

Erik turns his attention to Rage with a polite smile and he adjusts his suit jacket.

Erik: I was looking to speak to you, actually. I was waiting for the right moment and given the fact that you are without the rest of the Sins this week, I find it to be the perfect moment.

Rage: If you're going to try and get me to join you and your band of worthless jackasses, you're wasting your time.

Erik chuckles and nods his head, quickly glancing at Sabrina as she watches on in silence.

Erik: Yes, I thought you might say something like that which is why I need to point out your current situation, Rage.

Rage: What situation? Look I don't have time to deal with your shit, Staggs.

Erik: You're a former Heavyweight Champion, Rage. A former Tag Team champion. What happened both times you lost your titles?

Rage narrows his eyes and glares at the leader of the rebels, not speakig a word in response. Sabrina notices his fist clenched at his side as Erik continues to speak.

Erik: Yes, I'm sure you remember. They either don't book you for weeks or you get put in midcard status. They don't keep you in the title contention as they should. They don't see your true potential. I, and the rest of the rebels, do. If you join us, you will not be the butt of constant jokes. You will be treated as you are. A true star and a powerful asset.

Sabrina: I'm sorry, but I need to interrupt. I don't know who you think you are, but Rage will not turn on his friends..his family. I suggest you leave.

Rage remains silent as Erik turns to Sabrina, smirking at her once again.

Erik: I'm sorry, sweetheart, but this conversation doesn't involve you. Rage, what do you say? Do we have a deal?

Erik and Sabrina look towards Rage, waiting for a response, but one doesn't come. He clenches his fists tighter but ultimately he storms off without saying a word. Sabrina shakes her head and follows Rage as Erik stands there with a big grin on his face.

Erik: Yes, he knows I speak the truth.

He then smiles and walks away.

The screen lights up to see the face of Ben Jordan. Ben smiles as the fans cheer.

Ben: Hello SCW people, how ya doing down there?

The crowd cheers.

Ben: As you can tell, this is Ben Jordan, ACW's NXT boy, hope you're having a cracking time in South America. Wish we could be there.

Mickey Carroll appears on screen.

Mickey: Wait, we're live in South America?

Ben turns to Mickey

Ben: Yes geezer, we are.

Mickey: Alright South America.

The crowd cheer.

Mickey: Is it Argentina? Cause if it is, One Michael Owen! There's only one Michael Owen.

Ben shakes his head at Mickey.

Ben: No son, Peru.

Mickey: We ever play them at football?

Ben: No mate

Mickey: Ah fuck it.

Ben: Mind if I, you know, do this one?

Mickey: Couldn't give a rats todge.

Ben smiles at Mickey, as Mickey runs his hand over his tag title.

Ben: Anyway's people, we don't wanna spoil what's going on over here in Canada but we wanted to say we wished we was on tour with you cracking people and as fun as it is pissing around here, we're gonna join you next week on Climax Control.

The fans cheer.

Mickey: We are?

Ben: We fucking are, with all this gold. So SCW, let's go fucking mental, because Ben Jordan, Mickey Carroll, we're coming to South America. Have a cracker people and come watch ACW Live when it hits the screens, watch the J Cup finals, you won't be disappointed. Go fucking mental!!!

The crowd start to scream. Alter Bridge's "I Know It Hurts" starts to play.

Ben: Sorry people, gotta love ya and leave ya, that's my cue, ACW live, don't miss it or Mickey will beat ya up.

Mickey looks seriously down the camera.

Ben: See you next week SCW.

Ben winks at the camera as it fades out.

Justin Decent: The following Tag Team Match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, representing Team Erik??? Coming at us from The Isle of the Gods, Greece. Standing at 5 feet 11 inches, and weighing in at 127 pounds, she is the Goddess of the Dead??? NECRA OCTAVIAN KAINE!!!

The lights in the arena go out, as a golden spotlight goes over the crowd, and comes to stop at the back of the stage, as "Black and Silver" by Xandria begins to play over the speakers. A black mist begins to roll over the stage and rampway, as two lines of men and women walk down to the ramp, and line either side, holding flags with a strange symbol on them. At the back of the stage,a golden barge appears with 4 very built men wearing masks of Anubis, Osiris, Ma'at, and Apep on the four corners. Behind the barge is a man wearing a skull for a mask follows behind. They reach the ring, and the skull faced man moves to the side of the barge, removing the golden death mask from the Goddess of the Dead. She opens her eyes as she is helped up, and heads to the ring, as her followers fall to their knees. She walks up the stairs, and steps into the ring. She raises her hands, as flames shoot up from each of the posts, as the lights go up

Justin Decent: And her partner also representing Team Erik, accompanied by Erik Staggs??? From Miami, Florida, standing at 5 feet 3 inches and weighing in at 110 pounds, she is??? AMANDA CORTEZ!!!

The song "Feuer frei" by Rammstein is played and the revving of a Harley can be heard. Slowly Amanda drives onto the stage with Erik walking out shortly after. Amanda is dressed in a really short and tattered jeans shorts, a belly free top and some really high heeled stripper sandals. The fans are booing at her, but it seems that she doesn't care what anybody thinks about her. Erik holds her hand up high in the air as they soak in the booing. They walk down to the ring, taunting the fans as they go. As they reach the ring, the fans are still booing, but Amanda only flips them the bird. Then she slides into the ring and kicks her shoes out of the ring. She jumps on the ropes in the corner, raises her arms in victory and yells some insults at the fans as Erik points over to her. Still both arms in the air, she makes the devil sign and then she jumps down from the ropes again. Now she rests her arms on the top rope and one foot on the bottom rope next to Necra and Erik. They wait for the opponents to come to the ring. She's completely focused and willing to destroy her enemy completely.

Justin Decent: And their opponents, representing Team SCW??? First, making her way to the ring from Carpathian Mountains, Romania??? standing at 5 feet 6 inches and weighing in at 116 pounds, she is??? KARINA KOJI!!!

The arena goes black, then purple lights fill the arena. ???The Ruler and the Killer??? by Kid Cudi starts to blare from the loudspeaker and soon after it starts Karina Koji enters. She stares at the ring, seemingly unaware of the audience at first. Her oversized hoody hides most of her face and she is dragging a large metal bat behind her. When she reaches the ring she lifts up her hoody and smiles to the audience. She tosses the bat aside and enters the ring, waiting for her partner while carefully watching Amanda and Necra.

Justin Decent: And the final opponent??? Coming at us from Miami, Florida??? standing at 5 feet 2 inches and weighing in at 120 pounds, she is the Metal BombshellJESSIE 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 staring down her opponents. Erik discusses strategy with both women while Jessie turns to Karina before Erik finally leaves the ring.


Jessie and Karina discuss in their corner exactly what they are going to do. After a brief moment, once they reach their decision, they are both smashed into the corner by a Body Avalanche from Necra. Her and Amanda stomp away at the two Bombshells, grinding them into the corner. Necra continues stomping away as Amanda backs up just a bit. Amanda dashes forward, landing a Dropkick to the opposing team as Necra moves out of the way. On the outside, Erik shouts out in approval. Amanda picks Karina off of the mat and Necra peels Jessie from the corner. They pull them a few feet apart before cracking their skulls together to a round of boos. Referee Drew Patton stands there, watching the double attack, but does nothing. Erik continues to clap his hands together as Amanda switches over to Jessie. She mounts her, reaching down to choke her furiously. Necra swings Karina into the ropes, and catches her on the rebound with a Frankensteiner.

Simone: Referee Drew Patton has obviously forgotten what his job is. As far as I knew, this wasn???t a Tornado Tag Match.

Adams: Either way, Amanda and Necra are doing their best to do immediate damage. I would say they are rather successful.

Eventually, Drew comes over to the two, talking with them gently as Amanda gets off of Jessie. She grabs Karina off of the mat, and Karina smashes into Amanda, taking her over the top rope with her as they brawl on the outside. Necra and Jessie get the official one-on-one start as Necra lifts the much smaller Jessie off of the mat. To assert herself, she lifts Jessie up into a Military Press Slam and drops her behind like a rag doll! In an almost cocky sort of display, Necra punt kicks Jessie, rolling her over onto her back and she places a foot on top of her chest for a pin. Drew drops down for the count.




Adams: Sorry, I can???t take my eyes off of Amanda and Karina practically catfighting out in front of us. What just happened?

Simone: Jessie powered out of a cocky pin by Necra who might just start taking Jessie a little more serious now.

Necra steps off of Salco and walks a few paces back, walking around to show off a bit. She soaks in the fans boos before coming back to Jessie, picking her up from the mat. As she does, Jessie hits a Hiptoss across the ring and quickly turns around to face Necra. As she does, Necra goes for a monstrous Clothesline out of nowhere, but Jessie ducks it. She turns around and leaps into the air with a hard kick that sends Necra backwards into the ropes. She jumps onto the top rope. Jessie lets out an adrenaline induced roar before turning around. She rolls back gracefully with a Standing Moonsault to Necra, hooking the leg for a pin.




Adams: Jessie is bringing it back to Team Erik with a vengeance.

Simone: Necra doesn???t look as if she is taking that too well right now either as both team mates make it back to their corners.

Necra stands up and grabs onto Jessie???s hair, pulling her to the center of the ring, just in time to see Karina get back to her corner. Before she knows what hit her, Necra charges her like an angry bull. Karina moves out of the way, and grabs onto Necra???s head, dropping her throat across the top rope in a small display of revenge. As she falls back, Jessie comes out of nowhere, bringing her over with a German Suplex, bridging it into a pin.



Adams: A good attempt by Jessie, but Necra has proved many times in the past that she cannot be put away that easily.

Simone: If not only for that, but Amanda had one foot in the ring, ready to stop the pin from going past two.

Necra looks over to her impatient tag partner, who is out for Jessie???s blood. She looks from side to side, waving Necra over toward her. Necra looks at her as Jessie sneaks up behind her. Necra turns around to a Dropkick from out of nowhere that sends Necra down to the mat. Jessie pulls her by the head and drags her over to the corner where she tags Karina in. She steps back with Necra and picks her up by the side. She lays her back across her knee as Karina climbs to the top rope. Karina looks out before sailing off with a leg drop over Jessie. Jessie exits the ring, pleased with herself as Amanda shouts at the referee to do his job. Drew obediently scolds Jessie who simply sticks her tongue out at him. Karina drops down for the cover.



Simone: Amanda in for the save! She doesn???t look too happy about this either.

Adams: She is arguing with the referee, and he sounds like he is apologizing!

Jessie comes in from behind Amanda and drops down with a Falling Back Breaker on Amanda. Drew is quick to escort her outside of the ring while Amanda and Necra fling Karina into the ropes, but the crazed Bombshell comes back with a Tornado DDT on Necra, hitting a 619-like hit to Amanda at the same time. As soon as Amanda gets to the outside of the ring, Karina swings Necra with all of her might into the corner where she collides with Amanda in what is a legal tag. Amanda stumbles a bit, nearly falling off of the apron from the collision. In frustration, she climbs inside of the ring and charges at Karina with a Clothesline. Karina ducks it and grabs onto Amanda???s head and goes for a Neckbreaker, but Amanda wiggles her way out of it. She turns around and plants a boot to Karina???s gut. She shoves her head between her legs, setting her up for a vicious Powerbomb. Karina Spears her into the nearest corner and then puts Amanda???s head between her legs. She struggles a second to get Amanda up, and then Amanda lifts her up and drops her behind her. She stomps away at Karina before picking her up and tossing her into the corner. She smashes her face into the turnbuckle with force multiple times before turning her around. Amanda steps backward like a wolf, locked in on her prey as she moves to the center of the ring. She dashes forward and runs up to the second turnbuckle. Once there, she drops down and rolls Karina over with a Monkey Flip that sends the Crazed Bombshell colliding with the mat.

Adams: Amanda has quickly turned this around, but it still seems like she is distracted by something.

Simone: The way she keeps eyeballing Jessie, I think the rest of us on Planet Earth can figure out what that is.

As Amanda stalks closer to Karina, she can???t help but tilt her head back with a laugh. She leans down and picks Karina off of the ground and whips her toward the ropes. Karina reverses them and swings with a clothesline, but Amanda ducks it. She bounces off of the opposing ropes with a Spear attempt, but Karina jumps back out of the way. Amanda comes off of the other ropes and Karina goes for a Back Body Drop, but Amanda Baseball Slides underneath her, stopping just in the right position to hit Karina with a thrust punch to the throat. As Karina stumbles backward, Amanda gets up and hits a Downward Spiral that rocks the mat. She hooks the leg on Karina as Drew goes for a fast count.



2 ??!


Adams: Karina just kicked out, so now it looks like we get to see this continue on.

Simone: Now, we just might get to see Jessie and Amanda finally get their hands on each other in a sanctioned match.

Amanda pounds the mat in frustration as she gets up from the mat. She has an intense look on her face as she suddenly darts across the ring, sending a flying kick toward Jessie, but Jessie moves out of the way. They taunt each other while Necra shouts out from behind. Amanda turns around to see Karina coming back at Jessie, but Amanda rolls under her, causing Karina and Jessie to collide. On the outside, Erik clutches his stomach, laughing as Jessie flies off of the apron and practically at his feet. Karina looks stunned for a moment before ducking a Spear from Amanda. She grabs onto Amanda???s arms and takes her down with a Chicken Wing lock that nearly causes Amanda to tap out. Drew comes over to her and scolds her, refusing a count. Instead he rips Karina off of Amanda, who practically looks defeated on the ground. Karina kicks as Drew forces her over to her corner. Jessie climbs onto the top rope, and Karina goes for a slap to Drew, who instead ducks it.

Simone: Jessie just received a slap from Karina, a second consecutive accidental tag, and Erik looks as if he is about to pass out from laughing so hard.

Adams: This mix up between the teams is allowing Amanda to recover, and Drew is calling Karina as the legal competitor. That is, until???

Jessie has had enough of waiting on the outside. She reaches in and forces a tag to get in the match. Her and Karina share an glare as Jessie gets inside the ring. She leans down and picks Amanda up off of the mat, but Amanda scoops her up for a pin, putting her feet on the ropes as Erik holds onto Amanda???s feet for extra leverage. Karina comes inside the ring, but Necra heads her off with a Flying Mare. Drew drops down for the count.




Justin Decent: Your winners??? AMANDA CORTEZ AND NECRA OCTAVIAN KAINE!!!

Simone: Not the cleanest of victories, but we finally got to see a short glimpse of Amanda versus Jessie.

Adams: There is no way that Drew didn???t see Amanda???s feet on the ropes, or Erik holding them down. Even I saw that!

Simone: I think even Stevie Wonder saw that one.

Adams: Isn???t he a blind man?

Simone: Finally, somebody is catching on here. Wait a minute, what is this?

Jessie is screaming out in frustration as her and Amanda are now face to face. Amanda grins at her, mouthing insults right back at her. The heat is starting to boil over when Jessie attacks Amanda with a hard right hook. The two smallest Bombshells get right down to a catfight until Karina comes in and clubs at Amanda???s back. She looks for more damage until Necra comes inside the ring. Karina focuses on her due to last weeks attack, and both ladies go at it in a manner that puts the men to shame. Erik gets in the ring as he and Drew try to stop things. Jessie catches Erik with a hard low blow that brings him to his knees. Jessie tries to shove Drew off of Karina, but the recovering Erik waves his hand toward the ramp. Almost instantly, Amy Marshall and Laura Jackson come running down the ramp. The four ladies present tonight from Team Erik pound down on Karina and Jessie to make an example of them. As Erik gets up from his knees, he begins shouting in a hoarse voice at them.


Erik is the ringmaster in this circus, commanding the beat down on Jessie and Karina. Once both ladies stop moving, Erik smiles and calms down. He steps back and lets his ladies continue stomping, clubbing, and tells them to finish this. Amanda and Laura pick Jessie off of the mat while Amy and Necra do the same to Karina. Both sides lift their respective ladies up into a Powerbomb, crashing them down hard against the mat. Erik slides a finger across his neck, causing his ladies to stop. He stands in the center as the ladies surround him. ???mOBSCENE??? by Marilyn Manson begins playing as they all raise their arms up in victory.

Simone: What a statement by Erik Staggs, capitalizing on the fact that most of Team SCW is away on other business tonight.

Adams: Say what you will of the guy, but he is smart above all else.

The building grows quiet as on the screen above the SCW stage, a single image appears...


After a moment more, and the sound fades from the ten bell salute, the crowd slowly begins to applaud and the image fades from the screen.

The scene opens up backstage, where we see Amy walking down the corridor with a small packet in her hand. Arriving at her destination, she lightly knocks on the office door.

"Come in" came a male voice.

Amy opens the door to reveal Mark and the newest nurse in SCW - Zoey Carpenter.

HS: What do i owe this pleasure Ms. Marshall?

Amy places the packet on the desk.

HS: Thanks. But what is it?

Mark asks a little unsure what is going to happen.

Amy: Bloody and Hair smaple. Since you are so worried that your company will be tarnished by drug use... here so my blood and hair, so you can get your little friend here to check it.

Mark opens the packet and looks inside.

Amy: Oh and if you pull any stupid stunts and contaminate it... I have left a sample with the local hospital and they will be sending me a letter with confirmation that i am drug free. So the next time you threaten me i will shove that bit of paper down your fucking throat.

Amy gives a dirty look at Mark before turning and heading out of the door.

Amy: Have a good evening Mr. Ward x

Amy said sarcastically before slamming the office door behind her before walking off to prepare for her match.

Meanwhile back inside the office, Mark hands the packet to Zoey.

HS: Do what you need to do.

Zoey: Sure thing.

The scene fades out with Zoey putting the packet into her pocket before leaving the office herself.

Goth can be seen standing in his locker room, taping his fists as he is preparing for his match with Kain. He notices the camera and grins, he gestures it to come closer as he starts to talk

Goth: You ready Kain? You see the last few tiems we met was something, but now this is special. Something that comes out once in a lifetime and you know something Kain? At the end of the match... You will BOW DOWN to me

The camera pulls back...

Goth: Bow down to the King... The King of Kings

The camera returns to the ringside area.

Justin: The following contest is an Anything Goes match, and it is scheduled for one fall!

The crowd is livid with excitement and cheers!

The lights in the arena goes down as the low-sounding guitar riff from Saliva's "Ladies And Gentlemen" plays and a lone spotlight is placed on the top of the entrance ramp, right at the enter. Once the guitars and drums pick up noise and the song starts to play it's tune, a platform rises from the bottom and the crowd recognizes Kain and his love, Ariel. The crowd cheers wildly for Kain as Saliva's frontman, Josey Scott, sings his lyrics, boasting of a show that no one has ever seen before. Kain looks around the arena, smiles briefly at both sides of the crowd, then stares down the ring and locks on to his game face.

Justin: Introducing first! Accompanied to the ring by Ariel! From Detroit, Michigan, weighing 240 pounds ... Kain!

Snarling with rage, he walks down the ramp with intent and purpose, thinking of the fight ahead of him. He feels the warm presence of Ariel's hand as the couple walk, side-by-side, but his mind is focused on the carnage tonight. Once they reach the bottom, Ariel goes behind Ariel, using her hands to untie his black robe and take it off him completely. Kain is now shown from head to toe as the camera gets a great look at his incredible physique. The women couldn't help but gawk at his body while the men couldn't help but be awe in what they are seeing now. Ariel hands the black robe over to a nearby ring attendant, directly to her right, then gets pulled in by Kain, who embraces her in a deep kiss. Ariel returns the kiss and the arena's noise got more louder than before. Kain breaks off the kiss, bows to his queen, then turns away and walks up to the steps when a man in the front row reaches over the ringside barricade and grabs Kain around the throat!

Simone: What the Hell...!?

Adams: It's Goth! Goth was laying in wait!

Indeed it is a fact as Goth has an arm wrapped firmly around Kain's throat from behind and swings his fist right around into Kain's sternum and face, over and over! Referee Drew Patton has little choice but to call for the bell!


Ariel is screaming at Goth who pays her little mind as he continues to assault her husband from the position of the front row! Goth then wraps his arm tightly from behind around Kain's throat and he chokes him viciously, Goth's teeth gritted in hateful determination!

Adams: Goth isn't giving Kain a chance the breathe!

Simone: That was perhaps your worst pun to date! But you are right!

Kain swings an elbow back, trying to fend his long-time enemy off but is at a bad angle and is unable to land a solid blow. Kain then opts to reach both with both hands and he grabs Goth by two handfuls of his hair and he ducks forward, snapmaring over his shoulder AND the railing and Goth lands on the ringside floor, directly on his tailbone!

Adams: Well that's one way to get Goth off your back!

Simone: You sat up all night again to think of these, didn't you?

Kain wastes no time and he delivers a swift kick to Goth's side, sending his tormentor tumbling over across the floor! Kain then stomps down on him repeatedly as Goth tries to get some distance between them. Kain then stands over him and digs his nails into Goth's eyes and pulls back, gouging away!

Simone: Jesus, we have seen some rough matches but I don't think we've had the history built up in a match like what we have between the two of these men!

Drew tries to get some semblance of order in this one but Kain brushes him off and goes back on the attack. He grabs Goth by the head with both hands and slams him face-first into the barrier that cordons off the fans from the action. Kain tries to do so again but again Drew gets in the way and Kain, this time, shoves him away.

Adams: What does Drew think he's doing? This is Anything Goes! Gee, what could that mean?

Kain turns his attention to Goth once again and starts toward him but Goth lashes back with a boot to the midsection, doubling him over. Goth then grabs Kain in a side headlock and uses his leverage to hiptoss him over to the floor where he holds his head and sinks his teeth into Kain's forehead! Kain starts yelling and struggling!

Simone: Goth is disgusting! Biting is the lowest of the low!

Adams: You've never taken a shot to the bollocks before, have you?

Drew braves the action once again and is yelling at Goth to end the biting! Goth stops, but glares at the official and whatever Drew sees in his face, causes the referee to back off immediately! Goth then grabs Kain by both sides of the face and starts biting his forehead again! Goth stops just long enough to punch Kain's head three straight times and...

Adams: Is Kain bleeding!?

The camera catches a closeup shot of Kain and indeed there is a streak of crimson trickling down his forehead and towards his eyes!

Simone: He is indeed! Goth has drawn first blood!

Goth then digs his nails into the wound and starts tearing at it, as if he were trying to tear it open even wider and cause the blood to flow heavier! -- And he probably was! Ariel shouts but then her own voice is drowned out by another's high pitched shrieking!

Adams: Aw crap! I thought we might be rid of this nutjob for this one!

Goth's own lady friend, the equally nuts Sapphira, arrives at the ringside area and she is most pleased by what she sees as she smiles and bounces from side to side! Ariel ignores her but returns her attention to the men fighting and a smile crosses her face as Kain suddenly sweeps Goth's legs out from under him! Kain pounces down on his prone form and the fans cheer as Kain unloads lefts and rights to Goth's head and face!

Adams: Kain is not going to let himself be the only one that's bleeding!

Kain drags Goth up to his feet and goes to send him into the barricade but Goth reverses it and Kain's back crashes into the barrier! Goth then gets a full head of steam and charges in to follow up the attack -- when Kain scoops him up and drops him chest-first into the steel barrier!

Simone: Kain saw that one coming from a mile away!

Goth staggers around and stumbles away, clutching his ribs in fierce pain! Kain grabs a bottle of beer from a ringside fan...

Adams: They serve beer here?

Simone: NO Jason!

Kain takes a swig and then grabs Goth by the hair and spews the stinging brew right into Goth's eyes, and the crowd loves it! Kain then rears the bottle back and busts it -- literally -- over Goth's head!

Adams: What a shot!

Simone: And he made his point! Now Goth is bleeding!

The crimson is spilling down the side of Goth's head and Kain clotheslines him from behind, sending him sprawling to the floor! Kain then grabs a power cable and wraps it tightly around Goth's neck and he starts choking the life out of him!

Simone: An eye for an eye!

Adams: I don't think Sapphira likes what she sees now!

The mental case maiden is right there in front of Kain, screaming wildly in his face but he refuses to ease up on her man! Sapphira then grabs Kain by the hands and tries to force him to let go and Ariel storms over!

Adams: Oh you do NOT want to get on THAT woman's bad side!

Sapphira clearly knows this and she lets go of Kain and darts away before Ariel can arrive. At a safe distance, Sapphira starts shrieking again and Ariel just shakes her head and returns to cheering Kain on! Goth gags and struggles but Kain is pulling so hard, he has his opponent on his feet and lurched over at the side. Goth then has no other option but to shift his body and scoop Kain up for an atomic drop but he drops him on the barricade!

Crowd: OHHHHHH!!!

Adams: There went Ariel's plans for the after show party!

Still coughing, Goth tears the cord from around his neck and throws it down. He massages his throat for a moment when he then gets a running start and connects with a big boot to Kain's head, knocking him over into the front row! Goth wastes no time in climbing over, following after him!

Adams: Why did we even bother setting up a ring? We could have just said 'Have at it!' and saved the ring crew fees.

Goth grabs Kain by the head and slams him face into the barricade, then grates it along the steel, worsening the wound on his opponent's head! Goth then shoves a fan from his seat and takes the steel folding chair and slams it hard against Kain's back! Kain's face is a mask of agony as he arches his back and slowly slumps forward! Goth scoops him up and body slams him as hard as he can across the seat of another chair and Kain crumbles to the ground! Goth smirks and drops to his knees and covers Kain!

2..... Kain shoots his shoulder up!

Adams: There are pins?

Simone: Well how else did you expect them to win?

Goth pulls Kain up but Kain ducks down and shows some fortitude by back dropping Goth from out of nowhere, back over the railing!

Simone: How the hell did he pull that off after taking those shots!

Kain, bleeding profusely and still in terrible pain, pulls the corners of the barricades open and steps back through to continue his assault. Drew comes up and points to the ring...

Kain: F**k off!!

Adams: Whoa!

Simone: Drew needs to get out of these men's faces and back off! What the hell is he thinking!?

Kain grabs Goth and surprisingly, rolls him inside of the ring...

Adams: They're actually going inside the ring? Tra la! Tra la!

Kain is not finished however as he goes to the barricade and beckons to the fans and two of them stand up and gladly pass him their chairs! Kain then takes them both and slides them into the ring before climbing in himself.

Simone: Somehow I don't forsee happy times ahead for Goth.

Kain sets up one chair, then drags Goth up and sends him into the ropes with an Irish whip! Goth comes off and Kain leg trips him and Goth crashes head first into the chair's seat! Goth rolls around on the mat, holding his head, and Kain gets his first cover of the match, hooking the leg!

2..... Goth kicks out!

Adams: I can't believe Goth managed to kick out!

Simone: Neither of these men want to lose to the other after all of this!

Kain seems surprised himself and he pulls Goth up and goes to send him into the ropes again, but this time Goth reverses it and as Kain hits the ropes, Sapphira reaches in and trips him! Kain hits the mat and almost immediately, Goth has one of the two chairs and he uses it for some extra punch when he legdrops it to the back of Kain's head! Goth then throws the chair outside of the ring and rolls Kain over onto his back!

No! Kain kicks out!

The crowd cheers!

Adams: How did he manage that!?

Goth stands up slowly and turns to Drew who backs away, holding up just two fingers. Seething, Goth grabs Kain and drags him form up to a standing position. He goes to send him into the ropes but Kain reverses it and the moment Goth hits the ropes -- BAM!

Simone: Ariel got hold of that chair! You go girl!

Ariel swings the chair Goth threw from the ring and strikes him right in the back! Sapphira stomps over around the ring and angrily confronts Kain's wife!

Simone: Oh it's different now that the shoes on the other foot!

Ariel throws the chair to the ground and both women starts screaming in each other's faces! Ariel then stops shouting and just grabs Sapphira by her hair and the crowd cheers at what is about to come!

Adams: Catfight!

Drew stops tending to the men and he jumps to the outside and tries to get Ariel to release the screaming Sapphira!

Simone: What the hell are you DOING Drew!? Forget them and settle the match!

Drew still tries to separate them as the two femme fatales stagger around the floor, Ariel refusing to release her grip on Sapphira's tresses! Drew squeezes himself in between them and finally manages to pry them apart! Ariel stumbles back against the ring apron and she angrily shoves Drew aside! She starts after Sapphira again when Sapphira pulls something from her purse and sprays it right in Ariel's eyes!

Simone: What was that!?

Adams: Whatever it was, it was effective!

Ariel crumbles to the floor, grabbing frantically at her eyes and screaming in pain! Kain looks to the outside and sees his wife down and he darts through the ropes! This is enough to send Sapphira running away but before Kain can reach Ariel, another figure is over the barricade...

Adams: Who...

Simone: Max Burke! It's Max Burke!

Burke barrels into Kain from behind with a lariat, sending him crashing right on top of his own wife! Max grabs him and drags him back up, ignoring the prone Ariel, and he hits a wheel barrow suplex on Kain -- right on the floor!


Adams: What was... was that the bell!?

Simone: It was! What the hell is Drew doing!?

Drew is indeed signaling for the bell as Sapphira rolls into the ring with a frown as an equally confused Goth stands upright, staring out at the official! The bell continues to ring as Max Burke peels Kain from the ground and he sends him hurtling into the ring steps, sending them crashing over! Drew is around and gets in between Burke and Kain, pointing to the back!

Simone: Haven't you had enough, Drew!? We need to get some help out here!

Adams: But what's the decision!?

Max points down at Kain and shouts at him, then spits and turns and heads for the back as the fans watch on in confusion! meanwhile, Drew is whispering to Justin who frowns himself and looks at the official. Justin rolls his eyes and shakes his head...

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, referee Drew Patton has thrown this match out due to the actions of the participants and their seconds! He has ruled this one, a No Contest!

Simone: What! Drew, you idiot!

Goth does not look happy about this as he slowly exits the ring, with Sapphira trailing right along after him. The new SCW paramedic is out at ringside, tending to Ariel while two others help Kain.

Adams: I was going to say this isn't over between Kain and Goth, especially after what we just saw!

Simone: Yes but now you might have to factor in Max Burke in all of this!

The scene cuts back to the locker room of The Supremacy, which is currenlty filled with a lot of familiar faces. Hot Stuff Mark Ward is seen in the far side of the room, pacing back and forth as he speaks on his cell phone, while Big B and Tony are sitting on the couch playing the SCW Climax Control video game on Playstation 3. Diana is sitting off to the side as she types away on her cell phone when suddenly the door opens and in walks Nick Jones, his shirt stained with coffee. As he walks in, Diana looks up from her phone at Nick.

Diana: Oh hey, where have you been?

The question seems to make Nick very nervous, as he looks quite tense and responds with a very defensive tone.

Nick: I was just getting coffee!

Diana: I can see that.

Diana points to Nick's stained clothing as she laughs.

Diana: But what are you so high-strung about?

Nick: Nothing, alright?! Jeez, what's with the third degree? Get off my back!

Diana: Whatever. I don't know what your problem is, but you seriously need to chill out.

Nick: Well, um... uh.... oh look, the SCW game!

Nick is sure to change the subject real quick and makes a move over towards where Big B and Tony are seated and starts to watch them playing the game.

Nick: How's it going over here?

Tony: How's you t'ink? I'm whoopin' 'im reals good. It ain't likes I can feel toos goods about it though. I means, how's big of a deal is it to be beatin' up on a guys wearin' a teddy bear shirt?

Tony points over towards Big B, who is wearing the Angel "Beware the Stare" t-shirt.

Big B: Hey! You bought one of these too!

Tony: Nos I didn't!

Nick: Dude, you got caught on camera. We all saw you. Just let it go.

Tony: I just bought it to uh... use as a wash rag. Yeah!

Nick: Sure you did.

As the two continue on playing their game, Nick walks over towards where the TV is and picks up the box for the SCW game. He looks it over and his expression quickly changes to one of seriosu anger. He storms on over towards where Hot Stuff is on the phone and throws the box down in the table in front of them. Nick then stands there and just glares at Hot Stuff and upon seeing the look on his face, Mark wraps up his phone call.

HS: Listen, can I call you back later? I've got to deal with... something here. Alright, thanks. Bye.

Hot Stuff hangs up the phone and then turns back to Nick.

HS: What is it this time, yank?

Nick: Do you see this crap?!? Why am I not on the cover of this box?!

HS: Are you kidding me? I really don't give a crap, alright? I've got more important things to worry about than this nonsense.

Nick: Like what?!?

HS: Oh, I don't know, but maybe like all of this nonsense going on with Erik and his chronies.

Nick: Like that nonsense really means anything, give me a break.

HS: So sorry if it doesn't mean anything to you. Here's an idea, how about you get involved and help me out and we can get this thing over with even quicker.

Nick: Why should I? I don't see you giving Jordan any crap for not helping out.

HS: Jordan's got a good reason, he's got an SCW title match. You're sitting around here too nothing but complaining about video game boxes.

Nick: It's more important than the bunch of nobodies you're wasting your time with. I don't need this crap.

Nick turns and walks right on out of the locker room, leaving Hot Stuff standing there. Mark looks over towards Diana who just looks at him and shrugs as the scene fades.

A redhead is seen backstage, hair curling around bare shoulders of the silver bustier and matching miniskirt. She walks along with confidence, one hand tossing and catching a ruby red apple as she makes her way towards the offices of staff. Suddenly from the side comes an intern who pulls up short. The redhead smiles and buffs the apple against the soft material of the bustier.

Intern: Can I help you?

Redhead: Y???all certainly can sugar. I need y???all to go and find me someone in charge of gettin??? statements here in Sin City Wrestlin??? or just general in charge.

The intern looks around then with a nod, he heads towards the sound truck. The woman waits, leaning herself against an equipment box. Once again, she begins to lightly toss the apple into the air until she is approached by Pussy Willow, interviewer extraordinaire. Stopping in front of the redhead, Pussy holds a microphone in her hand that instinctively she brings between the two of them like she is ready for an interview.

Pussy Willow: Hello Miss???I???m Pussy Willow and I am one of the backstage interviewers for SCW. And just who are you?

Pussy pushes the microphone towards the redhead who raises one eyebrow and smiles.

Redhead: You mean you haven???t heard of me? Come on missy, everyone???s heard of THE newest Cyn in the federation.

Pussy Willow: Sin? I didn???t know that group had brought anyone into Sin City Wrestling. So you know Synn or Gabriel or Rage or something?

Redhead: Sin? Group? Just who are these persons you think brought ME into this company. I do not know who this little group of make believe wannabes is and trust me, I wouldn???t associate myself with people playin??? at being a sin. I am Cyn.

Pussy Willow: Right, you are Synn???I don???t think so. He???s tall and brooding and

Redhead: Listen princess, I AM CYN??? known by all my fans as the Original CYN.

Pussy Willow just continues to look at Cyn who shakes her head and then holds out her hand for the microphone. When Pussy doesn???t hand it over, Cyn takes it and then motions with the hand that is holding the apple for Ms Willow to move out of the shot .

Cyn: Let me introduce myself to everyone here in Sin City Wrestlin???. The name???s Cyn Marlowe and as I was sayin???, I am known as the Original Cyn and I???m here to declare that someone has to come into the federation and show the world and the bombshells of this roster just what a bombshell is. Now as Pussy here told me, there is a little group of people thinkin??? they have what it takes to claim to be sins. Bravo, y???all may think you have what it takes to pretend to be however, I KNOW I have every skill to actually be THE ORIGINAL .

Chuckling sexily, she looks at the apple in her hand and then back into the camera with a smirk.

Cyn: But I guess you could tell that about me. So, with that being said, the Original Cyn has entered the ranks of bombshells in SCW and because of that, let me paraphrase Luther, y???all don???t commit original Cyn but y???all are goin??? ta suffer from her. Or something to that affect???

With that comment, Cyn thrusts the microphone back towards Pussy then with a smirk, takes a bite of the apple before turning and walking away.

Adams: Ladies and Gentlemen??? It is the moment of truth. That???s right. The Main Event is upon us, and Spike Staggs has not been seen all night!

Simone: He hasn???t even been heard from since he released an official statement last Sunday after Climax Control in Bogota. In that statement, he even said that he wasn???t sure where he would show up, whether it be here in Lima, Peru??? or Manhattan, New York.

The arena lights begin to dim down until the arena has gone completely dark. Then the opening to "Porn Star Dancing" could be heard playing throughout the arena. This caused the crowd to react a little bit. The moment the lights came back on, there stood Erik Staggs and Kevin Carter at the top of the ramp just looking around the arena with a smug looks on their faces. It didn't take long for the crowd to start booing them, but they clearly didn't mind as they started to walk towards the ring.

Justin Decent: The following contest is our Main Event and is for the Sin City Wrestling Heavyweight Championship, scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, the challenger, being accompanied to the ring by Erik Staggs??? He hails from Los Angeles, California. Standing at 6 feet 3 inches and weighing in at 225 pounds, he is The Main Attraction??? KEEEEEVINNNNN CAAAAAAAAARTTTTER!!!

Kevin had made his way up the steps and made his way across the ring apron as Erik jogs up them. In a rather cocky manner Kevin slipped through the ropes and went right to one of the corners. Erik climbs in the ring, walking to the middle. Kevin proceeded to climb it to the second rope and held his hands out at his sides leaning his head back almost as if he was telling the crowd to bow to him. Seconds later he leaped down as he began to remove his jacket tossing it to the outside. That's when he leaned into the corner turning his attention to the entrance way as his music died down. Erik walks over to the side of the ring, retrieving a microphone with the signature Staggs smile on his face. He looks over to Justin Decent and asks him to leave the ring. When Justin doesn???t agree to it, Kevin walks over, using his own muscle to force Justin outside. Without much further argument, Justin simply obeys the request and leaves. Erik lets out a cocky ???Thank you??? as he shakes his head, calling Justin a moron. The crowd boos as Erik looks around, taking his sweet time.

Adams: This guy makes it a lot harder to like him as each show goes on. Justin is a nice guy, and Erik and Kevin are bullying him around.

Simone: That is no surprise. Erik has been a bully for the last month, so why should we expect anything different from him now?

The crowd continues to boo Erik and Kevin as they stand in the middle of the ring. Erik looks over to Kevin, laughing while Kevin just shrugs his shoulders. Erik looks down at his watch and then leans gently across the top rope in a relaxed manner.

Erik: You idiots do realize I have the microphone, right? And do you know what that means? Do you even understand me at all? Tu hablas Englais? Do you even speak proper Spanish out here, or are you hill folk even that educated? I SAID SHUT YOUR MOUTHS!

The crowd boos even louder as Erik shakes his head in frustration. He looks over to Kevin who walks around the ring, shouting at the people to quiet down, which only makes them boo louder and louder until it is nearly deafening. Erik palms himself on the forehead, shaking his head even more frustrated. He raises the microphone to his mouth.

Erik: Morons??? We are working with stupid people, Kevin. At least they all have money they are willing to throw at us??? As soon as they give us the respect we deserve, then I will officially get this match going??? They better hurry up, because there isn???t much time left for the show. If you idiots want to even have a chance at seeing Spike Staggs compete here tonight, you might want to shut your pie holes!

Adams: Pie holes? Did we jump back twenty years or something?

Simone: Erik Staggs has maturity in this business, but unfortunately he is showing his age here. I just hope the fans oblige him so we can get down to the bottom of this.

Erik paces back and forth for a moment as the fans gradually calm down. He waits until they make it down to a quiet murmur before shouting away from the microphone, ???Now was that so hard??????? He waits for another moment before clearing his throat.

Erik: And??? Introducing his opponent. Representing the pitiful Team SCW??? Hailing from St. Louis, Missouri, standing at 6 feet 6 inches and weighing in at 265 pounds. He is your current, but not for long, Sin City Wrestling Heavyweight Champion??? SPIKE??? STAAAAAAAGS!!!

Erik raises his arms into the air, pointing with both fingers toward the entrance ramp. He holds the pose for a moment as the fans scream out in excitement. After a moment of this, he lowers his arms and turns to the entryway. He and Kevin stand at attention until they, along with the crowd, realize no one is coming. Erik smiles deviously before nodding his head, laughing at the crowd who has been duped. He sighs into the microphone as he raises it to his lips.

Erik: Now, wait a minute here. Let???s give the man the benefit of the doubt. He could be back there trying to impregnate another bombshell while Vixen is fighting at BACW???s Grinder... He is known for that after all. Let???s try this again. Introducing the current Heavyweight Champion, hailing from St. Louis, Missouri, standing at 6 feet 6 inches and weighing in at 265 pounds, he is??? SPIKE??? STAAAAAAAGGS!!!

Erik exaggerates pointing at the stage once more as the fans burst into cheers. He holds it there, with an intense look on his face, as he waits for Spike to appear. Once again, there is nothing. Erik paces back and forth, looking concerned although it is a fake expression. His eyes light up as he looks across the audience with an apologetic expression. He shakes his head in a fake display of dismay.

Erik: Let???s try this one more time. Mister Hardcore SCW certainly wouldn???t let down his fans with a display of selfishness, would he? *pause and sigh* Heavyweight Champion from St. Louis, Missouri??? 6 feet 6 inches and 265 pounds??? SPIKE??? STAAAAA???


The lights go completely black, as white strobes flash on the stage. A red spotlight shines on the curtains as "Get Up" by Korn and Skrillex plays. Once the music picks up, we expect to see Spike shove his way through the curtains and the fans go completely mad. However, Spike doesn???t come out. The spotlight stays on the stage as the music progresses, but no one comes out. The fans continue to cheer, chanting Spike???s name louder and louder. Finally, the lights return to normal and the music cuts out. They continue the chant, and Erik clutches onto his stomach, laughing loudly. Kevin chuckles as he looks around the stage, signaling for the belt around his waist. Erik leans over the ropes and looks out to referee Drew Patton who is standing at the ready on the outside. He climbs into the ring and stands between Kevin and Erik, waiting for the champion to come out. Erik hands the microphone over to Kevin.

Kevin: Is this what you expect from your cha??? SHUT UP! Is this what you expect from your champion? Someone who doesn???t give a fuck about any of you? I mean, of course I don???t, but at least I have the balls to show up and fight when I am scheduled. This guy just gave you all the middle finger, and all you can do is continue to cheer him on? I beat out four other guys to win the right to be here tonight. I was told any time, and any place. It is just too bad that this talentless hack can???t even be bothered to do the same. Yet I am the asshole around here? You guys make me???


The lights go completely black, as white strobes flash on the stage. A red spotlight shines on the curtains as "Get Up" by Korn and Skrillex plays. The fans cheer loudly once again as the curtain is shoved aside. Standing there in a black leather jacket and shades is none other than??? Giani Di Luca doing a Spike Staggs impersonation. He spins around once with his arms out in the air. He takes the glasses off and tosses them into the crowd. As the lights return to normal, you can see Giani???s face is covered in black and white paint as he removes his jacket. He has on two toy championship belts, holding them in the air, sticking his tongue out. The fans boo him as he uses his charisma to rub it into their faces by doing a complete Spike Staggs impression. Once he reaches the ring, he joins Erik and Kevin who are laughing hysterically. Giani stands beside them and Drew Patton as Drew listens in on his ear phone. He whispers something to Erik, and then to Kevin. Erik nods and takes back the microphone as Giani leaves the ring.

Erik: It seems like Spike is nowhere to be found. So, as per the rules, our handsome and underappreciated referee, Drew Patton will initiate the count once the bell has rung!




Erik: Come on Spike??? Your fans await! Don???t you want to come out here and kiss their asses to sell a couple more T-shirts?

The fans chant for Spike once more as Kevin leans on the ropes, waiting for Spike to show up any moment. Drew pauses and looks around as he throws his hand up in the air once again.



Erik: Do you guys see this? The man who you all push to the top and cherish so much doesn???t even give a damn about any of you!

The fans boo loudly at this, but some die-hard fans continue the chant. Erik laughs into the microphone as Drew does his obligatory check around the crowd.



Adams: I???m??? I don???t know what to say here. It wouldn???t be unlike Spike to show up at the nine count.

Erik: He is sitting pretty in Manhattan right now, as we speak, rolling in your hard earned cash??? laughing at you all.

Erik paces back and forth, getting himself worked up. Kevin points to his wrist, tapping it as he shrugs his shoulders. Drew scans the ringside area before continuing on with the count.



Erik: Spike, Spike, Spike??? This is so predictable. If it isn???t about Spike, then he doesn???t give a damn. Crying for your sympathy and you idiots feed into it week in and week out???

Simone: We???re almost at the nine count, Jason, and still no sign of Spike. I am starting to think that maybe Erik is right about Spike.

Erik stands at attention next to Kevin as Drew turns around in the ring, throwing his hands up with a stern look on his face.



Erik clinches his fists together in celebration, practically dancing around the ring. He high fives Kevin who stands next to Drew. Drew pats him on the back as the three men mingle for a moment. He lifts Kevin???s arm up into the air as ???Porn Star Dancing??? by My Darkest Days plays. Kevin motions around his waist where his belt will be once Spike delivers it, and the bell rings again.

Erik: Hahahahaha! You idiots didn???t see the start of Grinder where Spike Staggs showed up at their arena like I did. I knew Spike didn???t show up from the get go, but I wanted an opportunity to tell you all what a failure your champion is! He is worthless, and he doesn???t deserve to represent you any longer. Now, you have a champion worth honoring, because??? Ladies and Gentlemen, here is your winner via no-show and NEW SCW Heavyweight Champion??? KEVINNNNNNN???

Before Erik can announce Kevin as the winner, Senior Referee Jasmine St. John comes rushing down the aisle as ???Hot Stuff??? Mark Ward and Christian Underwood push their way through the curtains. Jasmine gets inside of the ring quickly and shouts at Drew. Drew shouts back, throwing his hands out and then points over to Kevin. Jasmine shakes her head and then pounds her fist against the palm of her hand for emphasis. Erik glares up the ramp at his two co-chairmen, pulling Kevin???s contract from his pocket and pointing to it. Drew shoves Jasmine in frustration as Jasmine shoves him back. They come nose to nose arguing as Kevin gets in the way, shouting at Jasmine.

Adams: What is going on here? Who is our Heavyweight Champion?

Simone: I???m??? I???m just as baffled as you are, Jason. I would assume since Jasmine is the Senior Referee that it is her call, but who knows what the contract says??? Anyway, that is all the time we have tonight. Tune in next week as we come at you live from the Movistar Arena in Santiago, Chile. I???m Belinda Simone???

Adams: And I???m Jason Adams. Have a great night folks.

THANK YOU: To Chris, Mark, Erik, Maggie, Aleksei, MK, Gerrit, Mete, Craig, Annie, Kevin Carter, also to Annie again for the great graphics and to all you roleplayers that made this show possible