Climax Control

The crowd is alive with energy inside of the Robertson Gymnasium in Santa Barbara, California. 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;

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

Justin then hops up onto the corner turnbuckle and smiles, looking out around 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 as the camera turns to the commentary table, where Belinda Simone and Jason Adams sits.

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

Adams: And I'm drinking a bottle of Cobra, but you can call me Jason Adams.

Simone: Tonight, we have six huge matches

Adams: A whole six!

Simone: We kick things off with a match straight out of bizarro land as James Huntington-Hawkes is in action.

Adams: He's not so bizarre, a little socially awkward.

Simone: He's taking on Brother Grimm

Adams: AH! That guy is bizarre!

Simone: We follow it up with three bombshells.

Adams: From nightmares to very sweet dreams.

Simone: That's right, as Ambrosia Grey debuts against the bad ass Amanda Cortez and Amy Marshall in triple threat action.

Adams: That will get the heart rate going.

Simone: Match three tonight could be brutal as Kain is in action, his opponent is one of the most arrogant men on the roster Prime Time Matthew Kennedy, under roulette rules.

Adams: Cleaners and paramedics are on standby

Simone: Everyone's favorite Aussie is back in the ring tonight. Tonight, she goes against the woman she took great pleasure in torturing last week, Laura Jackson

Adams: Laura has a score to settle with Odette here.

Simone: Roxi Johnson challenges Misty at Into The Void II, but tonight she gets to go up against Bombshell Roulette champion Necra Octavian Kane.

Adams: Does that count as good vs evil?

Simone: It does Jason.

Adams: Wooooohooooo

Simone: The main event has Erik Staggs fingerprints all over it. Tonight, minority owner Hot Stuff Mark Ward has been told he's in action against not one, but two of his former friends, Nick Jones and Tom Dudely.

Adams: He's been backed in to the corner, but will come out fighting.

Simone: Without a doubt.

Adams: Now let's kick this thing off!




Justin: The following contest is a singles match, introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Giani Di Luca and Simpson, from Beverly Hills, California, weighing in at one hundred and fifty five pounds, he is James Huntington-Hawkes III!

The lights dim down a little and the opening to Maroon 5's "Moves Like Jagger" starts to play. The fan's look towards the entrance ramp as two beautiful women walk out from the backstage area and stands either side of the entrance ramp. A huge man with a bald head, Simpson, appears at the top of the ramp, wearing a suit, along with Giani Di Luca. Simpson adjusts his tie and points to the entrance ramp and a shorter, young looking man, maybe in his teens walks through the entrance, much to the amusement of the fans. James Huntington-Hawkes III stands on the top of the ramp, and the two beautiful young ladies takes an arm each, and lead him down towards the ring, with the big man and Giani leading the way. As the four get to the ring, Simpson steps up the ring steps and bends open the ropes for James to step up and in to the ring James runs up the steps and in to the ring, The women quickly follows him up the steps and in to the ring, followed by Simpson as Giani admires the rear of these women. James steps to the center of the ring and the two women stand behind him and James starts to dance. Moving first to the left, then a step to the right, moving his arms out in the opposite directions then he steps. He takes a two steps forward, dipping his shoulders, before leaning back and doing a 'Jagger strut' and raising his arms.

Justin: And his opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Goth. From The Other Side Of Darkness, weighing in at two hundred and forty six pounds, he is 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, next to him, the painted face of Goth. 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. He passes his armor and tunic out to the attendant, then turns back, ready to start the match.

DING DING DING

BROTHER GRIMM VS JAMES HUNTINGTON-HAWKES III
SINGLE MATCH

James looks across at Grimm, fear in his eyes as Grimm stalks towards him. James drops to his knees, his hands together in prayer.

Simone: Not even God can help you now James.

Grimm steps in and kicks him in the chest. James rolls over towards the ropes and Grimm stalks toward him, a smile crossing his pale face. James looks up at him, one eye opened as Grimm drops a boot across James' back before picking the scared man(?) back to his feet. Grimm lifts a hand back and swings a wild chop towards James, but James ducks, hits the canvas and rolls out of the ring, quickly running and hiding behind Simpson.

Adams: Maybe we should call him the brat princess.

Grimm drops down and rolls out of the ring and moves towards Simpson, a look of strange confusion on the big man's face, not exactly fear but not exactly confidence. Grimm takes hold of Simpson and throws him out of the way, but Giani quickly stands in front of James. Gaini trash talks at Grimm, but Grimm puts his hand on Giani's shoulder, trying to throw the Italian Stallion out of the way, but James sneaks around Grimm and pokes him in the eye.

Simone: James sneaks an advantage.

James takes Grimm by the head, growing in confidence and slams it in to the ring apron and rolls him in to the ring. James goes for the quick cover but Grimm pushes James off before Jacob can even drop down to count. As Grimm gets to his knees, James jumps up and nails him with a dropkick to the chest.

Simone: Dropkick from James Huntington-Hawkes III

Adams: Oh! I know this one! Is it "things Belinda Simone will never say on Climax Control?"

Simone: I just did say it

Adams: Oh.

As Jason's disappointed tone rolls down the microphone, James is back on his feet and waiting for Grimm to return to his. As he does, James charges at him for a clothesline, but Grimm doesn't move from James' impact. James scratches his head and runs at the ropes, charging back towards Grimm, trying for a second clothesline, but Grimm once more, doesn't move. James jumps up and down on the spot, his frustration showing, but Grimm wraps his hands around James' throat and lifts him in the air and tosses him across the ring!

Adams: He was flapping his arms like a pigeon falling from the sky!

James lands hard and tries to move towards the ropes but Grimm moves towards him quicker. Grimm pulls James to his feet, lifting him up high and bouncing James back on to his feet. As James lands, Grimm spins to his side and lifts James up in a tirt a whirl slam and drops him down hard in to the canvas. Grimm goes for the cover and Jacob drops down to make the count.

1..
2...

James wiggles free.

Simone: James escapes.

Grimm gets to his feet and steps back, moving towards the ropes but Giani grabs hold of his leg. Goth sees this and runs around the outside of the ring, getting towards Giani, but Simpson stands in his way. Goth grabs Simpson by the head and throws him out of the way, showing huge strength to throw the bigger man down. Goth grabs Giani outside and spin him around, catching him with a shot to the jaw. The distraction allows James to get back to his feet. He grabs Grimm from behind and drops him down with a reverse DDT. James looks proud of himself as the fans boo. On the outside, Goth and Giani brawl, Goth taking the upper hand. Giani spins him around and lays shots in to Goth. In the ring, James has Grimm down, going for the cover, Jacob turns around and sees this, and drops down to count.

1..
2...

Grimm kicks out

James gets to his feet and waits for Grimm to return to his. James' face turns confidence as Grimm returns to his feet and pokes him in the eye, but Grimm doesn't even batter an eyelid.

Simone: That had no effect on Grimm, most would be blinded by that.

James tries to poke him in the eye again, but Grimm just smiles at James. James does it a third time, but Grimm's face changes to pure anger.

Adams: Uh oh.

Grimm wraps his hands around James' throat and forces him to the ground. James' face starts to turn blue as Grimm refuses to let go of the hold. Giani slides in the ring and kicks Grimm in the back of the head. The referee calls for the bell.

DING DING DING.

Jacob talks to Justin Decent.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, the referee has decided to call this one a no contest after an illegal move and interference.

Simone: Jacob Summers sticking to the letter of the law here.

Grimm rolls out of the ring, joining Goth on the outside, while Giani helps a stricken James back to his feet.




The scene open up backstage where Jordan Williams has a microphone in his hand with the SCW Heavyweight Championship resting on his shoulder. Sasha stands behind him with her arms folded, glaring into the camera.

Jordan: Pressure…a lot of people can’t deal with it. It’s too much for them to bear. Me? Pressure doesn’t mean anything to me. So when people talk about what’s the pressure like of being SCW Heavyweight Champion, I say there is no pressure. Being SCW Champion means there is a big target planted on the chiseled back of the God of Professional Wrestling. I have to prepare myself for any and all challengers…from Matthew Kennedy to the newcomer Drake Green to Kain to Despayre to my “friend” Nick Jones to…the current number one contender to my championship, Simon Jones.

Jordan pauses for a brief moment to adjust the SCW Title on his shoulder.

Jordan: Sent from our friends up North, ACW…Simon Jones will challenge yours truly, Jordan Williams for my title at Into the Void II. Its easy for me to the play “I don’t know you” and “who are you” card, but I’m not going to do that. Simon, you were good enough to win a battle royal that had some good competition in it, so I won’t piss on that accomplish. But make NO mistake about it, the participants in that battle royal can’t compare to the GOD of Professional Wrestling, Jordan Williams!

Jordan hands Sasha the SCW Title as he continues.

Jordan: I don’t call myself a God for no reason. At Into The Void, you’re gonna find out why Simon. I’m the greatest wrestler of all time, I’m invincible…I’m a legend…I’m a GOD!!! I think you’re in way over your head. It’ll be a great match, that much I know, because I’m in it and I can carry a broom stick to a five star classic. You’ve been stuck in Canada in ACW, but you’re in my backyard and I’m going to show you how I do things…what a God is all about! For one night, I’ll make you famous and after Into the Void, Simon, you go back to Canada and do whatever it is that you do…eating French fries and gravy or whatever. That…is…all!!!

The scene fades as Jordan flashes his trademark cocky grin.




"The New Black Gold" by Miracle of Sound begins to play over the loud speaker. The crowd begins to go wild. Black and gold sparkles falls over the crowd as a heavy fog rolls around the stage area. As the fog clears we see Necra standing at the back. She starts making her way to the ring, as the crowd is a mix of cheers and boos.

Simone: What in the hell is she doing out here?

Adams: I don't know, but there is something different about her.

Simone: She hasn't had her match yet, and she seems almost calm. I know I wouldn't be if I had to face Roxi.

She reaches the ring, and slips in under the ropes, with the Bombshell Roulette Title on her shoulder. She calls for a mic as her music cuts.

Necra: I know you're all wondering why I'm out here aren't you?

The crowd cheers loudly as she looks around at the crowd and smiles.

Necra: On the 23rd I'm facing one that I trusted with my life. A former sister of the light! I don't know why you jumped ship like you did but you will pay for your betrayal! If you want my Title then you will have to fight me tooth and nail. I'm going to give it up that easy, and you know what I can do in the middle of this ring. You and I have stood side by side and fought against those that you now side with.

Simone: She's right Amy was one of her sisters and now they'll stand toe to toe on the 23rd!

Adams: I would love to be in the middle of those two.

Simone: I bet you would.

Necra: Amy I just hope you know what you are getting yourself into when you step into the middle of the ring and try and take my title away from me. I have a feeling that the Gods of the Roulette wheel will be with me that night. Enjoy the time that you have left Amy...

The New Black Gold starts playing over the loud speaker once again. The lights start to flicker and the arena goes black. As the lights come back on, Necra is gone, and her symbol is burnt into the mat.

Simone: Wow! Where did she go?

Adams: I don't know, but she left her mark.




In the office of Hot Stuff Mark Ward, he sits behind his desk, engulfed in something on his laptop. There's a knock on the door.

HS: Yes? Come in.

The door opens, and Atlantic Championship Wrestling's owner J.J. Dixon enters with a smile.

J.J. Dixon: Mark Ward, my friend how are you?

Mark pops up from behind his desk, and extends his hand. J.J. takes it in a firm grasp and shakes it.

HS: I'm well J.J. Thanks for coming.

J.J. Dixon: Thanks for the invite. Big night tonight. You ready for Tom and Nick?

HS: Nick and Tom, couple of snakes. I got this one

J.J. Dixon: Best of luck. I'm excited to see the show. Good to get away.

HS: Couldn't have said it better. Something kind of freeing about not having someone in New York getting pissy for putting out better show then he can, breathing down out necks.

J.J nods in agreement.

J.J. Dixon: We've got a lot to discuss. I'll be in town for a few days so we can discuss future plans.

HS: I see a very bright future for the partnership between SCW and ACW.

J.J. Dixon: I do too. Mind if I hang out backstage, and meet with some of the talent?

HS: You've got an all access pass. Just keep an eye out for Team Erik, they're a bunch of wiesels, the lot of them. Will probably try and recruit you and the ACW roster.

J.J. Dixon: I will. I'll leave you be so you can get ready for your match. Best of luck Mark.

HS: Cheers bud. Enjoy wandering around.

J.J. exits as Mark goes back to work.




You can hear a rev of an engine. The Lights go dim and "Take Me Home Tonight" By Hinder hits. Smoke fills the stage and out walks Ambrosia with an evil smirk on her face. As she runs down the ramp the announcer speak up

Justin Decent: The following contest is a Triple Threat Bombshell Match scheduled for one fall, introducing first. From Seattle, Washington.....Ambrosia Grey.

Simone: Ambrosia’s making her debut tonight and is looking to make an impact.

Adams: Why do people keep applying for jobs here given the civil war that’s going on?

Simone: That’s……that’s actually a good point, somebody check if hell’s frozen over because Jason has made a valid point!

Most of the fans do cheer for her. Others have their reservations about her. As she reaches ringside she slaps a few hands and kissing one lucky fans cheek. She climbs up the steps and over the bottom rope, Daphne dashes to the ropes and leans over the ropes pointing to the crowd with a smile. Stepping off the ropes she dashes to the other side to do the same thing. The crowd is going wild of this vivacious beauty. Finally as she has the fans in the palm of her hands she looks toward the ramp for her opponent as she stretches a little more.

Justin Decent: And her opponents….

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

Whoaa ohh ohhh
Whoaa ohh ohhh
Whoaa ohh ohhh
Scream

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

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

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

Justin Decent: From Juneau, Alaska, she is the Punk Princess Amy Marshall!

Simone: Up until a few weeks ago Amy was a member of Team Erik but chose to defect when Mark placed the bounties on the heads of every Team Erik member.

Adams: Pity Jessie Salco didn’t get the memo about that.

Simone: She attacked Amy before the bounties where placed.

Adams: Oh yeah!

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, Ambrosia looks uncertainly at the former Team Erik member but Amy gives her a reassuring glance before Ambrosia nods and high fives the former porn star.

Simone: Looks like Amy and Ambrosia will be double teaming Amanda tonight, things are bound to get hot and sweaty as they go at it.

Adams:……I’ll be in my bunk……

Justin Decent: And their opponent…..

The song "Feuer frei" by Rammstein is played and the revving of a Harley can be heard. Slowly Amanda drives down to the ring, dressed in really short and tattered jeans shorts, a belly free top and some really high heeled stripper sandals.

Justin Decent: From LA, California Amanda Cortez!

Simone: For once a Team Erik member is at a disadvantage here.

Adams: ……

Simone: Oh for the love of!

The fans are booing at her, but it seems that she doesn't care what anybody thinks about her. As she reaches the ring, she shuts off her bike and slowly gets down from it; however no sooner has she reached the ring then Amy hits her with a Baseball Slide sending her stumbling backwards into the bike and Ambrosia follows it up with a Springboard Cross Body!

AMBROSIA GREY VS AMY MARSHALL VS AMANDA CORTEZ
TRIPLE THREAT MATCH

Simone: They’re not wasting any time here.

Adams: Okay I’m done!

Simone: Thank god!

Ambrosia grabs the Team Erick member by the head and throws her into the ring where Jasmine St. John signals for the bell just in time for Amy Marshall to go for a cover 1…..2….Amanda kicks out at two and Amy gets to her feet first and just in time as Ambrosia springboards in with a Springboard Moonsault before going for a cover of her own 1…..2…..Amy breaks it up and Ambrosia glares at her.

Simone: That didn’t take long.

Adams: Every bombshell for herself.

Amy and Ambrosia quickly start brawling exchanging punches with each other, Amy uses her experience to her advantage and ducks under a wild right hand from Ambrosia before hitting her with a Snap Suplex before pulling her up and hitting a Snap DDT! She goes for a cover on Ambrosia 1…..2…..kickout by Ambrosia and the match continues.

Simone: Looks like Amanda’s catching her breath on the outside.

Adams: As much as I hate to complement a Team Erick member its smart strategy, she’s letting them tire each other out before she goes in for the kill!

Simone: She’s even grabbed a chair and made herself comfy!

Amy is the first to her feet and drags Ambrosia up with her only to be hit with a Jawbreaker from out of nowhere! Amy stumbles backwards towards the nearest turnbuckle and Ambrosia doesn’t let up following the attack up with rights and lefts to Amy’s body, she backs up a bit to pose for the crowd but she wastes too much time allowing Amy to spin her around and start firing some shots of her own before going for a Wheelbarrow Facebuster……only for Ambrosia to reverse it into a roll-up! 1…..2….kickout by Amy!

Simone: Amy could’ve finished the match if she had hit that!

Adams: But Ambrosia saw it coming!

Both Bombshells get to their feet at the same time and Amy charges in going for a clothesline, Ambrosia ducks and Amy catches Jasmine instead knocking her silly, Amy quickly realizes what she’s done but before she can do anything about it Ambrosia spins her around and hits her with a Codebreaker!

Simone: She calls that the Into the Grey!

Adams: But Jasmine’s still out!

Ambrosia goes for a cover but realizes just as quickly that Jasmine is in no condition to count the pin-fall! Ambrosia quickly tries to wake the ref up not noticing Amanda slide into the ring with the chair in hand that is until Amanda blasts her with the chair taking her down for the count.

Simone: Oh come on!

Adams: Unfortunately as long as the ref doesn’t see it……or Drew’s the ref……..it’s legal!

Amanda quickly rolls Amy out of the ring to prevent her from breaking up the pin and tosses the chair aside just as Jasmine’s waking up, Amanda drags the barely conscious and bleeding Ambrosia to her feet and hits her with the Number 1 Stunna before going for a cover 1…..2…..3!

Justin Decent: Here’s your winner, Amanda Cortez!

Simone: Amanda just stole the match from Ambrosia.

Adams: Oh, oh, look who’s just entered the ring!

Amanda’s too busy celebrating to realize that Jessie Salco has entered the ring with the chair in hand with her brother at ringside to help out, Jessie waits for Amanda to turn around whilst she’s celebrating for an obscene amount of time but when she does Amanda has enough time for her eyes to widen before she’s blasted over the head with the chair, Jessie asks for the mic and gets it from Justin.

Jessie: Stealing stuff again Amanda? Typical, you stole my chance at revenge and now you steal this match! This attack isn’t meant to reinvigorate our feud, it’s meant as a message to Team Erik…..oh yeah, the bounty as well!

Jessie wraps the chair around Amanda’s head and goes to the top rope, however Jake quickly alerts her to the presence of Team Erik Bombshells racing down the ramp and she hesitates…..before leaping with a Legdrop!

Simone: Oh my god!

Adams: If that doesn’t get Jessie the bounty on Amanda’s head I don’t know what will!

Jessie quickly bails from the ring as she and her brother escape via the crowd whilst Amanda’s teammates check on her.




The camera switches backstage, to a huge ruckus going on. The camera shows Kain and Thatcher Rex ripping each other to pieces. Kain grabs hold of Thatcher's head and drives it in to the wall, bouncing Thatcher off. Kain takes a hold of Thatcher's head.

Kain: I want that damn belt!

Kain takes Thatcher by the head and walks him towards a car. Kain takes hold of him and throws him at the car, smashing him through the windshield!

Simone: Oh my god!

Kain looks down at Thatcher as he lays tangled in metal and glass. Kain smirks, dusting his hands off and walking off camera.

Adams: Kain just took care of the roulette champion before their match at Into The Void II.




The intro of “Simon Says” By Drain STH plays over the arena’s PA system, prompting Simon Jones to appear at the entry stage, to a cheer from the fans. As he makes his way towards the ring, Simon slaps hands with some of the fans; after entering the ring, he goes to collect a microphone, and then walks to the centre, where he waits for his music to cease playing.

Simon: At the beginning of Climax Control last week, Gabriel and Despayre came out to to this ring and vacated the NWA Tag Team Championships. Now, as you're probably all aware, I too held an NWA title.

Simon sighs.

Simon: Notice how I said "held" - past tense. You see, last Saturday, the day after SCW and ACW left the NWA, I vacated the cruiserweight title - I sent the title back to New York by courier, and billed he who shall not be named for the cost.

The crowd cheers.

Simon: Vacating that title has resulted in me suddenly having a lot more free time on my hands than I was expecting. But it's okay, as I've already found something else to occupy my time with.

Simon glances around the arena.

Simon: After winning the open invitational gauntlet battle royal two weeks ago, for the right to challenge Jordan Williams for the SCW Heavyweight Championship at Into The Void II, I had planned just to work for SCW on a match by match basis - I know it's a cliche, but I really was going to be taking it one match at a time. However, following recent events, that has changed, and so I'm here to announce...

Simon takes a deep breath.

Simon: ...that I have signed a contract to become a full-time member of the SCW roster.

The fans cheer loudly.

Simon: So, I hope that you people aren't getting sick of the sight of me, because you're about to start seeing even more of me.

As the crowd continues to cheer, Simon steps through the ropes, and "Simon Says" by Drain STH begins to play again. Simon then goes to return the microphone, before heading backstage.




Backstage, Vixen can be seen with a tablet on her lap as she is fingering across it. Being approached by the camera, she looks up and smiles. Behind the camera, Scott Oliver begins to question her.

Scott Oliver: We haven’t seen you around very much Vixen. Any comments about that?

Vixen looks up with a smile as she pauses what is watching and takes a slow deep breath.

Vixen: I know that I have been a little out of the spotlight so to speak but I have perfectly good excuses for that.

Scott Oliver: Like what?

Vixen: Like the fact that I have been backstage catching up on my favourite show…As the Stomach Turns also known as the Misty “Look at me look at me” hour, that and the fact that Mr Erik Staggs hasn’t booked me for the past few weeks. I guess when you date the boss’s nephew, kinda puts you on the outs huh?

Scott Oliver: Are you saying that just because you are dating Spike Staggs, Erik Staggs isn’t booking you?

Vixen: What I am saying is that I haven’t been booked in a while. Now, part of me is enjoying the little break. And then there is the part of me that is itching to get back into the ring. And most especially getting the title rematch that I haven’t been given. But when it comes to that, we all know that Misty is going to say that I don’t deserve it, that I haven’t worked for it. Same could be said for her yet she got the title shot when she came back to SCW.

Scott Oliver: Do you think that taunting Erik Staggs will get you that title shot?

Vixen: Probably not. That is why I am soooo glad that I have the title match contract where it clearly states I am to be given a rematch for my title. I’ll let her enjoy the match at Into the Void but I want to make it perfectly clear. Once she wins that match, her very next challenge is going to be me.

With that, Vixen moves off the box and picking up the tablet, she smiles and walks away.




Justin: Ladies and gentleman, our next match will be contested under Roulette Rules! Please welcome referee, Jacob Summers to spin the Roulette wheel.

Jacob steps up and gives the wheel a hard spin. It finally comes to rest after several seconds on...

Justin: Tonight’s match will be a TAPED FIST match! Standard match rules apply, but closed fists are legal, and each man will have his fists wrapped tightly in a boxer’s tape style wrap.Let’s go! Ladies and gentlemen, introducing first from London, England... he weighs in at 220 pounds... he is “Primetime” Matthew Kennedy!

Adams: A boxer’s wrap is so tight and hard that it really does add an extra oomph behind your punches.

Simone: With Kain’s underground fighting background, he must be absolutely salivating backstage right now!

The arena lights go dark as a British voice is heard saying "You Are About To Be Cancelled", as the last word is said the intro to "You Got Another Thing Comin'" by Judas Priest hits the arena speakers and Matthew struts down to the ring with Marty McFarge by his side, once he reaches the ringside area he removes his glasses and orders a ringside attendant to remove his jacket only to berate him for the slightest mistake before entering the ring. Jacobs Summers begins the taping process on Matthew Kennedy.

Justin: And his opponent... from Detroit, Illinois... weighing in tonight at 240 pounds... accompanied to the ring by Ariel... the King Of The Underground... this is KAIN!!!

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. 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 attendent, 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 the steps and places both hands near the end the end of the top rope. He then hops on the top floor and performs a foward somersault before landing on the ground. As he lands, flaming pyro explodes from all corners of the ring as the lights grow back on. Climbing on each turnbuckle, he raises his right, clenched fist in the air and talks trash as multiple cameras flashes from the crowd. Finally, he heads to his corner, kneels briefly, saying a few words to himself before rising up and looking behind as he spies Matthew Kennedy. Jacob Summers comes over and tapes the fists of Kain. As Jacob finishes up, Kain stares a hole through Matthew Kennedy.

Adams: Kain is confidant. It’s written all over his face. He’s chomping at the bit right now. He’s already destroyed Thatcher Rex, and he smells and sees blood in the water.

Kain tests out the tape job, by punching each of his palms. Satisfied, Kain turns his back to Kennedy and punches the top turnbuckle repeatedly. Jacob Summers calls for the bell.

DING!
DING!
DING!

KAIN VS PRIME TIME MATTHEW KENNEDY
ROULETTE MATCH

Simone: Here we go!

Adams: Kain and Kennedy are nose to nose in the center of the ring! What’s this?

Kain taunts Kennedy. He slaps himself on the face repeatedly daring Kennedy to punch him.

SNAP!

Simone: Primetime obliges Kain with a stiff right hand!

Kain’s head snaps to the side from the impact.

Adams: Great shot by Kennedy. Showing he can definitely throw a solid shot.

Kain’s head whips back around, and he smirks.

Kain: COME ON!

Kain punches himself in the jaw.

Kain: HIT ME!

Primetime snaps off another jab. Kain’s nostrils flare, and he fires back with a blow to the ribs.

Simone: Kain’s going right for the ribs.

Kain throw out another crushing shot to the ribs. Kennedy covers up.

Adams: That one definitely hurt Primetime. He’s covering up to protect himself.

Kennedy backpedals to avoid another shot. As Kain comes in after him, Kennedy throws out another jab that stuns Kain for a moment.

Simone: He caught him right on the button with that one!

Kennedy throws another jab. He does a cocky little shuffle.

Adams: Primetime showing off his footwork!

Kennedy fires out another flashy jab, but Kain catches it and drills Kennedy with a right cross. Kennedy falls between the ropes and to the floor from the force of the shot! Marty runs over to check on his client. Marty takes off his jacket and fans Matthew Kennedy.

Simone: What is this? He’s fanning Kennedy!?

Kain watches long enough and reaches through the ropes and smashes Matthew’s and Marty’s heads together. He yanks Matthew back into the ring. As Jacobs Summers checks on Marty Lafarge, Matthew swiftly delivers a low blow on Kain bringing him to his knees.

Adams: Come on!

Simone: Kennedy takes advantage over Kain. The tides have turned!

Adams: Because of a low blow! Come on Summers. Forget about Marty, and pay attention to the action in the ring.

Simone: Rookie mistake by Jacob Summers.

Matthew goes on the attack, and kicks Kain repeatedly in the midsection while he is down. He grabs a hold of Kain, and pulls him to his feet.

Adams: WHOA!

Out of nowhere, Kain pounces with a spinning backfist! He stuns “Primetime”!

Simone: MALICE!!!

Kain plants “Primetime” Matthew Kennedy with his trademark cutter. He quickly makes the cover.

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

Justin: The winner of this match... KAIN!!!

Adams: Kain must have thought it was his lucky day when he got a match that suited his MMA street fighting background.




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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Casey: “Hey Hot Shot Mark Ward, you say that people should be careful what they wish for, yet nothing happened to me. You are nothing but a man who makes empty promises. I will make you regret that. I will show you what it means to be a fucking man. Watch me when I destroy whomever you put against me at Into the Void II”

As Casey pauses, the crowd boos him loudly for calling Mark out. Then, “Salt in the Wounds” by Pendulum hits the arena speakers as Lucian Frost hits the ring from the crowd with a chair in his hands and attacks Casey Williams from behind, and the crowd goes wild, as the scene fades with Lucian standing over Casey.




Max Burke: Tick tock... tick tock... do you hear that Koji?

Max taps his watch.

Max Burke: That's the sound of your career coming to an end. The time is drawing near.

Max slides his designer sunglasses off his face, and smirks.

Max Burke: Are you ready to be put back into retirement? Are you ready to join the unemployment line? Why the SCW brass hired you back, I have no idea. You're nothing but a drunk, and a partier. You don't take this business seriously. This is my time. I'm pissed off. I'm really pissed off Koji. I was born into this business. I take this very seriously bub. At Into The Void, Max Burke is going to make an example of Aleksei Koji.

Max cracks his neck.

Max Burke: You may be bigger. You may be stronger. You may pack a wicked punch. But, you lack a lot of things. You lack a lot of things, and I will exploit them. I will break you down. I will stretch you. I will toss you around that ring like a rag doll. You will feel what it is like to be educated in that ring. At Into The Void, Max Burke steps into the spotlight. At Into The Void, I show everyone in the audience... everyone watching at home... everyone in the back what SUPERIOR wrestling looks like. At Into The Void... Max Burke makes a statement.




Adams: I'm loving all these Bombshell matches tonight, Belinda! I'm a very happy man right now!

Simone: Goody for you, Jason.

Justin: Ladies and Gentleman our next match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first weighing in at 126lbs...From Queensland, Australia...ODETTE RYDER!

Adams: God, I love Odette!

Simone: Who doesn't?

Adams: Good point!

"Oooh whatcha gonna now? Whatcha gonna do when the rhythm comes kickin you?" as the spine tingling sounds of Dimestone Hood blares across the PA system, the SCW arena fills with darkness. The sound of cheers can be heard as the majority of the male fans start hooting and hollering as they await the arrival of one of their favorite bombshells to emerge from behind the think black stage curtain. "Breath life a disease gonna get you, off on me" as the lights start to flicker bright shades of blue, the curtain starts to open and slowly Odette's dainty figure is shown standing at the top of the ramp.

Adams: Helllooo Odette Ryder!

Biting her bottom lip, Odette surveys the crowded arena, whilst simply placing her hands down by her side. Odette starts her short journey down the cold steel ramp, and as the camera man can't help but try to get a sneaky look down the front of Odette's super tight top, Odette notices and gives the camera a cheeky smirk, but she is suddenly attacked from behind and nearly collides right with the camera man!

Simone: Laura Jackson! Laura clearly doesn't want to waste any time getting this match started!

Adams: Don't hurt Odette!

Simone: I think that is what she wants to do, Jason.

Laura takes Odette by her long hair, spins her around and sends her flying into the steel steps! Odette crashes hard against the steps, arching her back in pain as Laura Jackson doesn't let up on her assault of the Aussie. She delivers kick after kick after kick to the fallen Odette as Jacob Summers has now jumped out of the ring, trying to get Laura away from Odette, but Laura is relentless in her attack.

Adams: You think she wants payback for what happened last week?

Simone: I'd say that is a good assumption, Jason. Odette may be facing Amanda at Into The Void II, but I if Jacob can't get Laura under control right now, there may not be much of anything left of Odette for Amanda to deal with.

Jacob finally gets Laura to back away from Odette, but Odette is clearly hurting. Laura slides into the ring under the bottom rope, fuming and breathing heavily, as Jacob checks on Odette. Laura watches with a proud satisfaction. Jacob asks Odette if she is okay to continue, and like the trooper she is, Odette nods with a fierce determination in her eyes. She slowly gets back to her feet, holding onto the ring apron with unsteady legs as Laura looks on clearly frustrated.

Simone: Bet Laura didn't see that coming did she?

Jacob slides back in the ring as Odette pulls herself up to the apron, holding onto the bottom rope. She steps through the ropes, holding her midsection, and Jacob calls for the bell.

DING! DING! DING!

ODETTE RYDER VS LAURA JACKSON
BOMBSHELL MATCH

Laura dashes across the ring taking Odette down to the mat immediately and begins delivering a series of furious punches to Odette's head, screaming out ferociously in the process. She slams her head into the mat a few times for good measure and Jacob quickly pulls her off of Odette, but Laura goes back for more.

Adams: I've never seen Laura Jackson this angry before. I think I like it!

Simone: Even though she is trying to rip Odette apart limb from limb?

Adams: Well what you put it that way...No!

Laura reaches down to pull Odette back to her feet, and when she does, Odette manages to grab her head and bring Laura down, delivering a hard jawbreaker! Laura stumbles back and falls to the mat, holding her jaw, giving Odette the time she needs to recover from her assault and the crowd cheers on Odette!

Adams: Ouch! That one made my jaw hurt!

Simone: Maybe that will shut Laura up for a while.

Odette pulls herself back to her feet, using the cheering crowd to fuel her adrenaline. Laura is still down on the mat and Odette runs at the topes, flying at them. She comes rebounding off, flying back and nailing a Lionsault to Laura and Odette goes for the pin!

1..

2..

Laura gets the shoulder up! Odette kneels over Laura, beginning her own series of punches to Laura's head, then finishes it off with a vicious headbutt. She gets back to her feet, pulling Laura with her, takes her by the arm and whips her into the corner turnbuckle. Laura's back connects hard with the turnbuckles and Odette charges at her, but Laura moves at the last second, sending Odette shoulder first into the ringpost!

Adams: Gabriel is going to be a lucky man tonight.

Simone: Why is that? Odette is getting pummeled right now.

Adams: Yeah, and he'll have quite a night massaging those injuries. Lucky...lucky man.

Laura quickly pulls Odette away from the corner turnbuckle, spins her around and sets her up for a suplex. She delivers a few hard knee shots to Odette's midsection before delivering the suplex and she goes for the pin attempt!

1..

2..Odette kicks out!

Laura slams her fist against the mat in frustration. She yells at Jacob insisting it was a slow count, but he holds two fingers up saying it was only a two count. Laura pulls Odette back to her feet once again, only to be quickly shoved away and Odette hits her with a spinning heel kick, sending Laura against the ropes.

Simone: Can't count Odette out of this one just yet. That Aussie has some serious fight in her.

Odette charges at Laura, but Laura leans down, lifting Odette up and over the ropes. Odette lands on her feet on the ring apron, and when Laura spins around, Odette leans through the second rope, delivering a hard shoulder to Laura's midsection over and over before she grabs the top rope and launches herself over the top rope connecting with a flying crossbody. She is about to go for another pin attempt, but the crowd starts booing as running down the ramp is Odette's opponent for Into The Void II, Amanda Cortez!

Adams: Uh oh...Things might just be getting worse for Odette here!

Simone: If Amanda lays a finger on Odette, she'll get Laura disqualified!

Amanda jumps on to the ring apron, yelling and screaming at Jacob and Odette, distracting them both. Odette shakes her head and heads over to Amanda with a smile, daring her to get into the ring. Unbeknownst to Odette, Laura is back to her feet and charges right at her, but when the crowd goes crazy, Odette spins around and ducks just in time, causing Laura to run right into Amanda instead, sending her lady love down to the mat below! Laura looks down at Amanda in shock with an apologetic look on her face when Odette grabs her, drags her down for the roll up pin!

1...

2...

3!!

DING! DING! DING!

Justin: Ladies and Gentleman here is your winner....ODETTE RYDER!

Odette springs back to her feet proudly as Jacob raises her hand in victory. Laura looks up, furious, and before Laura has a chance to attack her, Odette quickly rolls out of the ring, and gets away, but she takes it upon herself deliver a hard kick to the back of Amanda's head on her way backstage. Odette walks backward, watching as Laura checks on Amanda, and Amanda glares at the Aussie. Odette smiles and waves, even blowing a kiss to her upcoming opponent, before she disappears backstage to a loud round of cheers.

Adams: I don't know about you, Belinda. But I can't wait for Into The Void II. Amanda and Odette are going to rip each other apart!

Simone: I couldn't agree with you more, Jason. But I think Odette just made Amanda more angry than she already was.




The lights dim down low and we can hear the opening drums from “Burning Down The House” by the Used.

Simone: What now?

The crowd jumps to their feet and a loud pop of a cheer erupts through the theater as Drake Green steps out from the entrance and the crowd starts cheers.

Crowd: POP!

Adams: It’s the ACW Maritime Champion. He’s shown up here on Climax Control in Santa Barbara a week after making his SCW debut!

Simone: Please…he did lose in that debut didn’t he?

Green, with a large smile, is wearing a dark blue suit with a white open-collared shirt and a matching white pocket square in his chest pocket. Over his left shoulder sits his ACW Maritime Junior Heavyweight title belt. He raises his right arm straight up in the air points toward the roof, just as the lyrics for the song kick in.

#Watch out
#You might get what you're after
#Cool babies
#Strange but not a stranger
#I'm-An-Or-Din-A-Ry-Guy
#Burning down the house

As the guitars kick in with the heavy riff Drake lowers right arm, still pointing, and then points all over the Gymnasium at all of the cheering members of the audience.

Crowd: Drake! Drake! Drake!

The crowd cheers as Drake makes his way down to the ring, slapping the hands of fans on either side of the walkway as his theme song plays.

Adams: He truly is a man of the people!

Simone: Excuse me while I vomit…

Drake moves toward the ring and walks up the steel steps and over on to the apron. He looks around the crowd one more time before sliding in between top and middle rope. He walks over to the corner and steps up on the second rope and raises his arms again for the crowd. He jumps down and walks over to the opposite corner and jumps up again. He jumps down off of the rope, throws his title belt back over his shoulder, and walks over toward the side of the ring, motioning for the microphone.

Drake: Hello, Santa Barbara!

Crowd: POP!

Drake: I gotta tell you I’m starting to love the west coast!

Crowd: Louder POP!

Drake: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages....welcome to the show!

Crowd: Even louder POP!

Drake: Are you ready for the most magical, the most fantastical superstar of all time?! I am your soldier, I am your savior, I am the baddest man to ever walk into the Robertson Gymnasium and I just gotta ask you one thing. What time is it?

Crowd: Showtime!

Drake: No, no, no. I said what time is it?

Crowd: Showtime!

Drake: People of California, MY PEOPLE! I know you can do better than that. I asked you WHAT MOTHER F[CENSORED]G TIME IS IT?!

Crowd: SHOWTIME!

Drake: That’s better. Now I’m sure some of you sitting in your seats here tonight are angry. I bet some of you, like me, are outraged. Outraged that there is a man who walks these halls, the halls of the Robertson Gymnasium, who claims to have beaten me. Who claims that he has the skill, the knowledge, and the will to go one on one with the very best that the world of professional wrestling world has to offer.

Drake rearranges the belt on his shoulder and peers around the gymnasium again.

Drake: This person. This man, and let me tell you I use the term “man” pretty f[CENSORED]g loosely. This thing who goes by the name of Jericho Hill…

Crowd: BOO!

Drake: He’s trying to sell the world that he alone beat Mr. Showtime. That it wasn’t Thatcher Rex who got pinned by Giani di Luca. No, it was Jericho Hill in all his wannabe glory who got the best of Mr. Showtime.

Crowd: JERICHO SUCKS! JERICHO SUCKS! JERICHO SUCKS!

Drake: Trust me, my sentiments exactly. Now Jericho, I know you think very highly of yourself. And I’m sure at some point in your life you might have been better than the people around you. I’ll even go as far as saying that maybe you could’ve beat someone once before. But not here Jerry-boy. Not in SCW and not in ACW and certainly not the Greatest Show on Earth!

Crowd: POP!

Drake: I had a little talk with our friend Hot Stuff.

Crowd: SC-Dub! SC-Dub! SC-Dub!

Drake: So Jericho, if you really believe that you are some sort of god of creepy weirdos then you better start praying in the mirror because at Into the Void II its going to be the Creeper of all Creepers Jerry-boy Hill going one on one with baddest showstopper there ever was. The soldier of the people, Mr. Showtime Drake Green!

Crowd: POP!

Drake: And there will be no count outs, Jerry. No disqualifications, and certainly no twitter for you to hide your face behind because Mr. Showtime is gonna cancel your ass. Permanently!

Crowd: POP!

Drake drops the microphone in the center of the ring and then squeezes in between the top and second rope. He peers around the audience one more time before walking over to the steel steps and down to ringside. He slaps a couple hands as he walks back up the entrance way and then disappears behind the curtain.




Hot Stuff sits in the dressing room, ready for his match. Stoner Scott Oliver appears.

Stoner: Boss dude! You got a minute.

HS: Very quick puff the magic dragon.

Stoner: Wow! There's a magic dragon here?

Hot Stuff rubs his head.

HS: I got a few minutes because I got a match soon.

Stoner: Ok dude, I need to ask you about the attacks going on around here today with Team SCW against Team SCW

HS: Right, let's make this short and sweet for ya Scott. Thatcher has picked up an injury and I spoke to him. He will NOT be fit for Into The Void II, therefore the Roulette title has been vacated. Thatcher will always be welcome to return when he sees fit, but concerning Into The Void II. At Into The Void II, Kain Vs Matthew Kennedy, the winner will become the new SCW Roulette champion.

Hot Stuff attempts to continue but his phone cut him off. Hot Stuff looks at his phone reading a text message in his head.

HS: Sneaky bastards.

Hot Stuff walks out of the dressing room, leaving Stoner standing there as confused as ever. Hot Stuff walks down the hall, past James Huntington-Hawkes playing with his phone. Hot Stuff's phone rings as he passes him. Hot Stuff answer.

HS: Hello.

Hot Stuff pauses but a wide smile crosses his face.

HS: Great, get him here as soon as!

Hot Stuff smirks as he hits the end button on the phone.




The lights in the arena go out and thick gray smoke fills the backstage entrance where a spotlight now shines. The opening beats to "The World Belongs to Me" by My Darkest Days begins to play throughout the building.

Simone: Oh wonderful. The Queen has arrived.

Adams: I think that is my cue to hide.

Several seconds into the music, the enigmatic figures of Misty and two of her disciples, fully cloaked in black robes, emerge from the backstage. Ruby and Zane stand on either side of her. The three slowly and methodically walk their way to the ring, ignoring the boos from the crowd. Once to the ring, Zane enters the ring first, while Misty waits at the bottom of the steps as Ruby walks past her, joining Zane in the ring. She sits on the second rope holding it open for her Queen as Misty walks up the steps, then enters the ring with Ruby's assistance. Misty joins Zane in the center of the ring, lowering her hood and looking around the crowd with a vicious look in her eyes as Ruby walks over and demands a microphone. She yanks it out of Justin's hand, then walks back over to her Queen, kneeling in front of her and holding the microphone up for her. Misty kindly takes the microphone, running her hand over Ruby's hair as if giving her permission to stand again. Ruby does so, and stands directly next to Misty, opposite Zane as Misty raises the microphone to speak, but the crowd's booing increases.

Misty: Oh come on. You people didn't think you'd get a SECOND week in a row where I didn't grace you all with my presence, did you?

They boo again, but she smiles evilly, not letting their blatant disrespect bother her.

Misty: Now I know you all are probably expecting me to come out here and bitch and complain because I wasn't booked tonight, but let me all surprise you with a bit of a confession. I was not booked tonight because I asked not to be booked.

Adams: What? Why would she do that?

Simone: Does she need a reason?

The crowd doesn't seem to care about Misty's confession and Ruby glares around the audience, clearly upset with their continued disrespect of her Queen.

Misty: Why, Misty? Why would you ask not to be booked tonight, when in the past, all you have wanted to do was to make sure your amazing talent and skill is showcased every show?

Misty tone changes a bit, as if she were a fan asking her that question.

Misty: I'll tell you why. You see, if I had been booked tonight, it was almost a given that whoever my opponent would have been, would have surely tried to injure me. They would have tried to guarantee that while I would walk into Into The Void as the Bombshell Champion, they'd give Roxi Johnson a clear advantage to use any weakness against me as she tries to take my title away from me. Now, I can't let that happen!

Adams: Chicken sh--

Simone: Jason! Family show!

The crowd begins a chant of "Coward! Coward! Coward!" to Misty, as she looks around, shaking her head denying it.

Misty: Far from it, actually. You see, I'm doing this not only for me, but for Roxi Johnson as well. She wants to beat me so badly? Surely she'd have more bragging rights IF she were to accomplish that when I'm at one hundred percent, right? And that is a might big if people, because as it stands, Roxi Johnson doesn't have a chance at beating me. I've already beaten her once, what makes her think it won't happen again?

Misty smiles confidently and arrogantly.

Misty: So, while Roxi is doing the admirable thing tonight by competing and risking her own well being going against Necra when we're just two weeks away from our much anticipated match, I will be joining our wonderful commentators tonight.

Another round of booing.

Misty: I want to watch this one up close and personal this evening after all, and its not every day Jason Adams and Belinda Simone are joined by the most important member of the Bombshell Division.

Adams: That's not true. Jessie Salco joins us quite often.

Simone: She was referring to herself, idiot.

Misty heads over to the ropes with Ruby and Zane following behind her. She steps through the ropes, and jumps to the outside of the ring, still holding the microphone in her hands. She stands directly in front of Jason Adams with a wicked grin on her face.

Misty: Sorry to disappoint you, Mr. Adams. As much as I'm sure you'd love to be joined by Jessie Salco right now, you get to deal with me instead.

Jason almost looks slightly nervous as Misty places the microphone down, the walks around the table, taking a seat next to Jason. She removes the Bombshell Championship and places it neatly in front of her, then grabs a headset and puts it over her head as Ruby and Zane walk past and stand directly behind them.

Adams: I'm suddenly feeling very uncomfortable and nervous right now, Belinda.

Simone: Gee, I can't imagine why.

Adams: Really? Do you realize who just joined us and is sitting right next to me?

Misty: Oh please, Mr. Adams, you shouldn't be afraid of me. I don't bite.

Simone: I think he's more concerned about that red and black haired guard dog of yours standing behind you, Misty. Has she had her rabies shot?

Misty: I'd hold off on the insults, Miss Simone. She doesn't take kindly to being insulted as you've seen in the past. Now, are you going to focus on me and my lovely disciples, or can we worry about the match that is about to start?

Simone: You don't join us for commentary very often, Misty. Let me guess, you're going to try and get into Roxi Johnson's head by being out here, aren't you?

Misty only chuckles in response as the camera focuses on the ring, where rookie referee Jacob Summers and Justin Decent stand, as the match is about to begin.

Justin Decent: Ladies and Gentleman the next match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, weighing in at 132lbs...From Tampa, Florida...ROXI JOHNSON!

"Outside" 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.

Misty: I must admit, I'm slightly disappointed that she is the competition the bosses have deemed worthy of challenging me for my title at Into The Void II. I've already beaten her once!

Adams: But she's a superhero! Superheros are cool!

Simone: Not to mention that she has definately earned this shot don't you think? Surely you can't deny that, Misty?

Misty: Of course I can. Look at her track record as of late. She hasn't proved much of anything other than she is inconsistent.

Roxi 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. Roxi then turns her attention towards Misty at the announcer's table, glaring at Misty and pointing towards the Bombshell Championship sitting neatly in front of her.

Misty: Oh please, Roxi, worry about your match. You see, that's the reason she won't win this title. She's easily distracted.

Roxi's music dies down and she jumps down from the top rope, looking back and forth from Misty to the backstage. Ruby and Zane smirk, watching on intently and obediently as they protect Misty.

The lights in the arena go out, as a golden spotlight goes over the crowd and comes to a stop at the back of the stage.

Justin Decent: And introducing her challenger weighing in at 127lbs...From The Isle of the Gods Greece...She is the Bombshell Roulette Champion...The Goddess of The Dead...NECRA OCTAVIAN KANE!

"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. They hold flags with a strange symbol on them. At the back of the stage a golden barge appears with four 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 and the lights go up. Her music dies down as she hands the Roulette Title to one of the ring officials. She glances to Misty at the announce table, and the two exchange a respectful nod.

Simone: Hiding something, champ?

Adams: Please don't make her angry, Belinda. I'm sitting right between you two.

Misty: What's the matter, Jason? I thought you loved being between two women? Having a change of heart? And Miss Simone, I have nothing to hide. As champions, Necra and I have a mutual respect for one another.

Necra and Roxi stand in opposite corners with Jacob standing between them. Jacob heads over to the ropes nearest Misty, and sends her a warning message not to get involved in any fashion. Misty holds her hands up and motions for him to do his job, and he finally calls for the bell.

DING! DING! DING!

NECRA OCTAVIAN KANE VS ROXI JOHNSON
BOMBSHELL MATCH

At the sound of the bell, Roxi charges across the ring at Necra, but the Bombshell Roulette Champion quickly steps to the side forcing Roxi to charge at the corner turnbuckle instead. Roxi stops herself before crashing against the turnbuckles and spins around, only to be met with a big boot to the face from Necra.

Misty: Honestly, why is everyone so worried about me being out here? I'm just a spectator like the rest of you.

Simone: A spectator whose opponent for Into The Void is one of the competitors in this match.

Misty: What is your point, Miss Simone?

Adams: Even I understood that one!

Necra quickly steps over Roxi. Necra attempts to put her foot against Roxi's throat, but Roxi grabs Necra's ankle and trips her down to the mat attempting to lock in an ankle lock, but Necra counters it just as quickly and kicks her hard in the stomach. Roxi goes flying backwards into the corner turnbuckle and Necra is quickly back on her feet.

Misty: Great job, Necra. Show little Miss Superhero who is superior.

Simone: I find it hard that you are supporting someone else other than yourself. I thought you didn't like anyone.

Misty: Like I said. I respect Necra as a fellow champion. Not only is she going to take care of that traitorous skank, Amy Marshall, at Into The Void II, but she's only doing a good job at incapacitating Roxi early for me.

Necra approaches Roxi in the corner, wrapping her arm around the resident superhero's throat, choking her. Jacob orders her to release the hold, but she ignores him, and he begins his mandatory count.

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Necra backs away, holding her hands up and smiling arrogantly towards Roxi as she gasps for her. Jacob checks on Roxi, but moments later, Necra is back at it as she grabs Roxi by her long hair pulling her away from the corner.

Simone: You know, Misty, it doesn't say much for your confidence if you want Roxi at less than one hundred percent going into this match.

Misty: Like I care? I'll beat her regardless and she knows it. She's going to learn the hard way what you get when you want to try and take my title away from me.

Adams: A really bad headache?

Misty: That is putting it lightly.

Necra delivers a few uppercuts before she sets Roxi up for a powerbomb. Necra takes her time as the crowd boos her viciously and she looks around with a wicked smile.

Simone: Necra might want to think about what she is doing here.

Misty: I actually agree with you. Even I can see what Roxi is about to do...

Necra is just about to deliver the powerbomb when Roxi blocks it and sends Necra up and over in a back body drop. The Goddess of the Dead crashes to the mat and Roxi quickly looks behind her then hits Necra with a standing moonsault and she hooks the leg for the cover!

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2..No! Necra gets her shoulder up!

Misty: Please, Roxi. It's going to take more than that to beat a Goddess like Necra. And she really thinks she'll take my title?

Adams: I'll be putting my money on Roxi!

Misty: Clearly you enjoy losing money, Mr. Adams.

Roxi gets back to her feet, delivering a few hard kicks Necra's gut, before she rushes over to the corner turnbuckle and quickly jumps to the top rope, as the crowd cheers her on! She glances over to Misty for a brief moment, as if telling the Bombshell Champion to watch carefully, but Misty just laughs it off. Roxi stands high and proud on the top turnbuckle then leaps off, attempting a spectacular frogsplash, but Necra moves at the last possible second and Roxi crashes against the mat. Necra sits up and looks over at Roxi, laughing as she rolls around with a pain expression on her face.

Simone: Roxi is hurting after that one. That could be a mistake that costs her the match.

Misty: She's full of them tonight it seems.

Necra gets back to her feet and stalks Roxi. She stands over the fallen superhero and pulls her back to her feet by her hair once again setting her up for a powerbomb. This time she doesn't waste any time and she lifts Roxi up and brings her crashing down to the mat with a vicious powerbomb!

Misty: Finish her off, Necra. The match is yours for the taking!

Adams: I think she has other plans in mind, your highness.

Misty: Mr. Adams...this is a Bombshell match...How about you let the ladies do the talking, okay?

Adams: I never knew you were a lady...

Misty lets out a low audible growl while Belinda chuckles at her colleague's witty come back. Necra, meanwhile, has made her way out of the ring and is looking for something under the ring.

Misty: Did someone forget to tell Necra that this isn't a roulette sanctioned match? What the hell is she doing?

Adams: Why don't you go ask her?

Necra is making her way around the outside of the ring until she is right in front of the commentary table. Jacob has started his count after attempts to get Necra back in the ring have failed.

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Misty: Excuse me, but I think I will actually take Mr. Adams' advice and go speak to Ms. Kane.

Adams: That was easy!

Misty throws her headset down on the table and brushes past her now concerned disciples as she approaches Necra.

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Necra turns around to face Misty, who is now yelling at her and pointing in the ring, not paying any attention to the fact that Roxi is pulling herself back to her feet on the opposite side of the ring! Necra shrugs it off, angering her Team Erik teammate.

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Simone: If neither of these women start paying attention to Roxi in the ring...

As Misty continues arguing with Necra trying to get her to get back in the ring, Roxi stuns them both as she comes flying out through the second rope with a suicide dive, taking both champions down to the ground in spectacular fashion as the crowd roars in approval!

Adams: That is why I have my money on Roxi...

Simone: I'll gladly match that bet.

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Roxi quickly gets back to her feet and grabs Necra, sliding her back inside the ring under the bottom rope. She is about to get back in the ring, when she sees the Bombshell Championship sitting on the announce table and gets an idea. Ruby sees her looking at it, and tries to make a mad dash to grab it before Roxi does, but she is just seconds to late.

Simone: I think Misty is about to get a taste of her own medicine here, Jason!

Adams: I hope it's not cherry flavored. That stuff is horrible!

Misty is on her feet with her back facing Roxi. Ruby is screaming to her Queen and when Misty spins around to see what the fuss is all about, LIGHTS OUT! Roxi nails the Bombshell Champion in the head with her own title and Misty immediately slumps back to the floor. She places the title on the ring apron, then slides back in the ring, only to be met by a kick to the head from Necra! Necra reaches down to pull Roxi up, but Roxi grabs her ankles and takes her down to the mat in a quick roll up pin!

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DING! DING! DING!

Justin Decent: Here is your winner by pinfall...ROXI JOHNSON!

Necra can't believe it. She is absolutely furious as both women get back to their feet. Jacob Summers has Roxi's hand raised in victory and just seconds into Roxi's music playing, Necra delivers a hard elbow to Roxi's temple, beginning her attack.

Simone: Great sportsmanship, Necra. You can't accept that you won so..

Adams: Look!

The crowd suddenly erupts in a mixed reaction as Necra continues her assault on Roxi, Amy Marshall is dashing down to the ring. She slides in under the bottom rope, taking Necra down in a vicious spear, and the two roll right out of the ring. The two begin brawling on the outside of the ring, as Jacob Summers now tries to get them apart, but signals for help moments later and ring officials storm down to the ring. They manage to get the two apart, but struggle to keep them separated as they disappear backstage, while Roxi looks on, holding her head inside the ring. She turns her attention back to Ruby and Zane checking on Misty outside the ring and walks over to grab the Bombshell Championship once again.

Simone: It's going to take quite a bit to keep Roxi Johnson down. Misty is making a bad habit of underestimating her.

Roxi stands by the ropes, looking down at Misty as she holds her head and the two engage in a nasty staredown. Roxi holds the Bombshell Championship high above her and the crowd cheers her on. Misty spits venom at Roxi, shaking her head as if saying it'll never happen, and Roxi jumps to one of the top corner turnbuckles, once again holding the title above her as if showing what the future holds. Ruby and Zane help Misty back to her feet, as Misty gives Roxi a look that could kill.




The scene opens up in the ring where we see the officials getting ready for the next match, however all it takes is the opening chords to a wrestler’s theme music for them to bail and that music is “Beyond the Pale” by Exodus!

Simone: It’s been a week since Jason issued an open challenge but no one’s answered it.

Adams: Can you blame them?!

Jason storms down to the ring with a mic in hand as he gets into the ring.

JB: Last week I issued an open challenge for Into the Void II for anyone on the roster to try to stop me! It’s been a week boys and I’m still waiting!

Jason waits for a few seconds but no one’s music hits, Jason smirks before glancing around.

JB: Fine! I’ll name my own challenger! Maybe I’ll go with Spike Staggs, Casey Williams, my old boss Matthew Kennedy…..or maybe Jason Adams.

Adams: Oh fuck me!

Simone: Jason, run!

Jason goes down to Adams and starts threatening him, fortunately for him music does hit the PA system and it’s “I Want Out” by Halloween!

Simone: That’s Jessie’s music! Is she crazy!?

Adams: Who knows? I just need a change of underwear!

Simone: Wait, that’s not Jessie!

Jake Salco storms down to the ringside area and gets in between the two Jasons, he grabs Justin’s mic and addresses Jason Burnside.

Jake: Burnside, you’re a damn coward! Kidnapping innocent women, killing innocent people, putting young wrestlers in the hospital, you make me sick!

Jake says getting a large pop from the crowd.

JB: What the bloody hell do you want to do about it…..

Jake: I accept your challenge! But if I win you are gone from SCW forever! And that goes for ACW as well!

The crowd pops at that and Jason nods with a sadistic grin on his face as Jake glares at him.

Simone: I don’t think Jake knows what he’s getting into.

Adams: What I do know is that he’s my new best friend!




In the sold out arena the fans found themselves awaiting the next bit of action. What they got though was something that would shock the hell out of them as “Pornstar Dancing” was heard beginning to play. Instantly every single fan in that arena rose to their feet and started to cheer with everything they had considering the fact they were about to be met with the presence of the returning Kevin Carter - the very man that had a lot to explain after his most recent actions and clearly everyone wanted to hear it.

That’s when the cameras cut to the stage where the Main Attraction came walking out from the curtain and onto the stage. The reaction seemed to get louder as Kevin stood there with his hands on his hips looking all around the arena with a huge smirk featured. With that being said though Kevin started to stroll down the ramp. In a matter of seconds he had found himself standing in the middle of the ring with a microphone in hand. As soon as his entrance theme faded out Kevin brought the microphone up.

Kevin Carter: Kind of crazy on how things change right? I mean little more than a month ago every single time I walked out onto that stage I got booed, but here tonight I got cheered so loud that the roof damn near blew off the building.

At the mere mention of that the fans popped once again. Kevin couldn’t help but smile a little bit more. As much fun as he seemed to be having at the moment there was a reason for his presence and there was a reason for him coming out. That reason was about to be revealed.

Kevin Carter: Speaking of change though... there’s been a lot of rumors going around that I have ‘changed’ my outlook and that I have ‘chose’ a different side than my original choice. Well allow me to clear the air folks. I didn’t choose a different side, but I did choose the right side. I chose the right side because my outlook did change and my outlook changed because of one man and that man was none other than Erik Staggs.

No sooner than Kevin mentioned the name of Staggs the fans started to boo relentlessly. It didn’t appear anyone in that arena cared for Staggs and for all the right reasons of course. However Kevin was going to give them a reason to cheer again because there was quite a bit to get off his chest.

Kevin Carter: For weeks I fought beside that man. I was the star of Team Erik. I was the man that LEAD and BROUGHT the fight to Team SCW just the way that Erik wanted. I also followed Erik’s every word like it was religious. But the moment I’m done wrong. The moment I am suspended for HIS bullshit. The moment I am done away with and Erik does literally NOTHING to make it right. He CHOSE not to do anything right. He didn’t CARE to do the right thing after I had GIVEN so much to him and what he wanted.

From the raw emotion that was coming from the Main Attraction right then and there it was quite obvious he wasn’t too pleased with Erik. In fact it seemed like Kevin was out for revenge and when someone was out for revenge it likely wouldn’t end well for the person that was on the end of getting revenged sought out on them.

Kevin Carter: I sat at home as things became crystal clear for me. It was obvious I was just a pawn in Erik’s game. It was obvious I never meant a damn thing to Erik. It was obvious to me that I made a HUGE mistake when I decided to be a follower instead of a leader. It was then that I realized more than ever I needed take advantage of an opportunity, I needed to get a little payback, and most of all I needed to come back here to SCW... that’s when the opportunity presented itself when Mark announced a bounty on the head of every single member of Team Erik. Well, guess who decided to collect on the biggest name out there?!

He pointed to himself with this huge smirk featured. Fans seemed to go along with it as there was another loud pop that came from them at that moment. It was only about to get better though when Kevin raised the microphone right back up.

Kevin Carter: You made the biggest mistake of your life when you chose not to have my back Erik and now I’m the man that’s going to right every wrong. I am going to make sure that Team Erik goes down but most importantly I’m going to make sure that I end your career Erik Staggs because that’s what you drove me to and because I am the ONLY one around here that can do it. I’m the ONLY man that knows what your plans were all along. I am the ONLY man that can think like you. Only difference is instead of using it for Evil. I’m going to use it for Good.

In a matter of weeks it would appear that Kevin had did a complete one eighty but seemingly not because SCW needed it or because he wanted to help Team SCW but because his eyes were opened up. He saw that he was backstabbed, lied to, and used and therefore it was time to get even.

Kevin Carter: But because I’m not stupid. I know that you’re going to hide behind anyone and everyone that you can. So here’s what I suggest you spineless prick. You round up all the members of Team Erik and you send them my way. It makes no difference if it’s man or woman. Send them my way and I guarantee you one by one. I will knock every single one of them on their ass and I will make sure that I get my hands on you. However I know that even when I do that you’re going to try to run and you’re going to try to hide. Sadly for you there is no place there is no place to hide and even if there was one it won’t wouldn’t work out. I wouldn’t allow it.

The Main Attraction looked into the cameras as he waved his finger into the air in a taunting manner. Once again the fans cheered and some of them even laughed about his antics. At this point in time though it was time for Kevin to wrap things up and deliver the final blow to his little deal with Erik.

Kevin Carter: One way or another Erik. You’re going to find yourself standing in the ring with me and you’re going to take the ass whooping that you deserve. One way or another you’re going to find your jaw rearranged for a second time. And one way or another I am going to be THE MAN that puts YOU and your WHOLE team down, bitch!

That’s when Kevin flipped the microphone out of his hand as it hit the mat hard with a thud. Fans were insane as Kevin smirked a little bit more before climbing on out of the ring. Kevin wasted no time at all making his way up the ramp slapping hands with the fans along the way. No sooner than he made his way into the back the cameras cut elsewhere for the time being.




We come once again to ringside where Justin Decent stands in the center of the six sided ring, and 'senior' referee Drew Patton standing near with arms folded and 'trying' to look the authorative part.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, it is time for your Main Event of the evening! It is a Handicap Match, and it is scheduled for one fall! I...

Drew taps Justin on the shoulder and points toward himself, mouthing something. Justin rolls his eyes and continues.

Justin: Introducing your 'senior' referee, Drew Patton!

Drew holds a hand up to acknowledge the fans, fans who are venomously booing him while Justin makes a comical face, mocking him. Justin continues.

"Kamikaze" by Five Iron Frenzy blasts throughout the arena and Tom Dudely soon bursts out to the top of the ramp, greeted by a chorus of venomous boos. Clad in a "Team Erik" t shirt, along with tight jeans and boots, Tom is clad in a state where anything can happen!

Justin: Introducing first! From Dudelyville, California, weighing 215 pounds ... Tom Dudely!

Tom feeds off of the crowd's negative energy as he makes his way to the ring, taunting the fans and pulling his hand away from those he teasingly offers it to. As he reaches the bottom of the ramp, Tom gets a running start and slides into the ring. He hops to his feet and climbs the nearest turnbuckle to work the crowd before hopping down.

Justin: His partner is accompanied by Tony and Diana! From Los Angeles, California, weighing 251 pounds ... Nick Jones!

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

Justin: And their opponent...!

The opening beat of drums is heard through the speaker, The fans instantly boo and cheer as a huge guitar rift starts to play as this pyro’s explode either side of the stage. Skid Row's "Midnight Tornado" Starts to boom through the speakers. The smoke starts to clear and Hot Stuff Mark Ward is seen standing on the top of the stage. He points to the fans on the left side of him, then to the fans on the right, and then clinches his fists. He starts to grind his hips as the rock music continues to blast out. Hot Stuff stands up straight, looking on an imaginary watch.

Simone: What's he doing?

Hot Stuff holds up three fingers, drops them to two, than one. As if on cue, the Skar Brothers appear behind him. Hot Stuff spins around and fires green mist in their faces!

Adams: How did he know?

The camera moves in closer to Hot Stuff who looks down it.

HS: I owe you some Green Mist, Jordan.

Hot Stuff winks and takes a few steps forward to the beginning of the ramp and does a double muscle pose, causing more pyro’s to explode behind him and the fans react louder. Hot Stuff is wearing snake skin shorts and matching snake skin boots, both with Union Jack flags on both the shorts and boots with HS on the rear. He slowly walks down the ramp, stopping every few feet to pose for the ladies in attendance. Hot Stuff looks at someone in the crowd, wearing a Lucian Frost mask. Hot Stuff takes the man by the head and pulls him over on to the ramp.

Simone: Has he lost his mind?!?! He's attacking fans.

Hot Stuff leans over the man as Nick and Tom look out of the ring confused. Hot Stuff nails the main with a shot to the head before pulling off the mask.

Adams: It's Matthew Kennedy!

Simone: Team Erik look like they were setting up an ambush here.

Adams: Do you think that message from the anon person told him?

Simone: Gee, ya think?

Hot Stuff stomps on Kennedy and moves on, stopping by the end of the ramp and moving towards the ring apron. Hot Stuff reaches under the ring and starts to pull something out. Legs appear from under the ring.

Adams: He's got another one!

He pulls the man over and flips him over to reveal Casey Williams!

Simone: They're coming out of everywhere here.

Hot Stuff leans over Casey, drilling him with shots to the head.

HS: I told you to be careful what you wished for Casey.

Hot Stuff kicks Casey in the head and climbs on the steps. Hot Stuff walks up to the ropes and jumps over them, before running and jumping on to the ropes, his arms held high in the air, fans still booing and cheering.

HOT STUFF MARK WARD VS NICK JONES AND TOM DUDELY
HANDICAP MATCH

Hot Stuff suddenly dives across the ring and brushes right straight past Drew, barreling his body into that of his former friend, Nick Jones!

Simone: Hot Stuff is starting things off fast!

Mark slams hard into nick, knocking the former two-time Heavyweight Champion back into a corner an he just starts slamming his shoulder repeatedly into Nick's stomach, knocking the wind right out of him! Drew steps up and tries to intervene but Mark grabs the referee and shoves him back, sending Patton into the ring ropes!

Adams: Mark better be careful! Drew might disqualify him!

Simone: he should be so lucky! Mark is in there with two of the sport's most talented superstars -- alone! A disqualification might be the very least of his worries!

Mark puts a finger in Drew's face, warning him off! He then goes back after Nick and strikes him with a stiff forearm shot to the sternum. However, Nick quickly counters, grabbing Mark by the head and pulling him around into the corner and he lays in a series of forearm shots to HS's chest, returning the favor from earlier! Nick then lays in a European uppercut to his chin, sending Ward reeling back!

Simone: Notice that Drew isn't doing a damn thing now to try and get Nick from out of the corner!

Nick pays Mark back and grabs the ropes with both hands and he drives his shoulder into Mark's stomach, but HS tries to counter, grabbing Nick's head in a front facelock, holding him at bay! The two men stagger out of the corner, struggling like two dominant rams battling! Nick uses his technical skill to grab Mark around the bend of the knees and sweeps his legs out from under him, but on the way down, Mark retains the front facelock and uses his legs to scissor Jones's waist in a body scissors!

Simone: That's a submission hold! Mark caught him!

But Tom steps through the ropes and rushes over, kicking Mark in the side, breaking the hold!

Adams: Oh that's not fair! This is a tag team handicap match!

But Tom remains inside of the ring for the time being, laying in the boots to Mark who tries to roll out of the way while Nick gets back to his feet. In the meantime, Drew just stands there, doing nothing, appearing indifferent. Tom reaches down and grabs Mark by the hair and drags him roughly to his feet but Mark blocks a right hand and sends Dudely staggering with a roundhouse right of his own. Nick comes up from behind and Mark sees him, swinging an elbow back into Nick's jaw! Hot Stuff then grabs both men by the head and slams their foreheads into one another!

Adams: A meeting of the minds!

Both Nick and Tom stagger backwards on their feet and Mark charges forward and clotheslines Nick down to the mat! Tom backs against the ropes and Mark runs at him and clotheslines him as well, sending him out over the top! Tom hits the floor in a heap and the crowd is loving it!

Simone: Mark is in full control of this match!

Adams: If he keeps this up, even Drew can't screw him over!

Simone: You just had to say that and jinx things, didn't you?

Hot Stuff stalks behind Nick as Jones gets up on wobbly legs, and Mark grabs him around the waist and brings him up and over in a bridging German suplex! Drew slowly goes to make the count!

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Nick kicks out!

Simone: Oh come on! That was the slowest goddam count I ever saw!

HS gets up on his knees, glaring at Drew and shouting at him, but Drew points towards his referee shirt and then holding up only two fingers. Fuming, Mark stands up and turns around -- and Tom comes flying off of the top of the corner with a missile dropkick onto Hot Stuff!

Adams: That came from out of nowhere!

Simone: And Tom nailed it perfectly!

Tom mocks the fans and steps back outside to his corner and nonchalantly holds his hand out and Nick gets up and smirks, tagging Tom into the contest -- legally.

Simone: I'm surprised they even bothered!

Mark gets to his feet and Tom hurries over to him and suddenly Mark takes him right down to the mat with a Crippler Crossface! The crowd is cheering as Mark pulls back into the hold, tearing away at Tom's neck and shoulder muscles!

Simone: I don't think Drew would end the match, even if Tom did tap out!

But Tom has no need to tap as Nick hurries into the ring and drops a double axe handle smash into Mark's back! Drew puts on an authorative face and points to the corner and Nick 'play acts' at backing away with his hands held up in yielding.

Tom drags HS up to his feet in a front facelock and brings him over with a vertical suplex! Not letting go, Tom pulls him up a second time and suplexes him again! Still not letting him go, Tom pulls him up a third time!

Adams: He's going for the trifecta!

Tom goes for the third suplex but Mark blocks it! Tom tries again but again it's blocked! Hot Stuff then counters and lifts Tom up for his own suplex, reversing it -- but Drew kicks Mark in the back of the knee!

Simone: Bullsh*t!

This causes Mark to crash to his back with Tom on top! Drew dives to make the pin!

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Mark kicks out!

Adams: Fast count! That's the fastest Drew's ever moved!

Simone: I've heard different from a ring rat or two.

The crowd is on its feet, screaming at Drew with their displeasure but he feigns innocence -- that his action was an 'accident'. Tom sits Mark up in front of him and swings three clubbing blows around into his head. Tom pulls him up and goes to fire HS into the near corner but Mark reverses it and sends Dudely into the corner instead. Mark rushes in at him but Tom brings a boot up and kicks him, sending him staggering back! Tom hops up onto the second turnbuckle and leaps off, scissoring Mark's head and throwing him over with a Hurricanrana!

Simone; I hate to admit it, but that was indeed a beautiful maneuver from Tom!

Tom smirks as the fans boo. He dusts his hands off and crawls over on his knees to cover Mark, hooking the leg.

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Kick out!

Adams: Another fast count!

Simone: And they still haven't been able to put Mark away!

Tom grabs Mark by the foot and drags him over to the corner and tags Nick in. Nick steps in quickly and grabs HS's other leg and he and Tom both fall to their backside, making a wish! Mark's eyes are open incredibly wide in pain as he holds himself!

Adams: Jean-Claude Van Damme couldn't have gotten his legs open that wide!

Simone: I know a few Team Erik members who probably got their jobs that way, though.

Tom steps back out through the ropes and Nick proceeds to take over. He scoops Mark up and plants him into the mat with a heavy scoop slam. Nick then rebounds off of the ropes and jumps, dropping a heavy leg down across Ward's head and neck. Nick then leans back across Hot Stuff's sternum in an arrogant pinning combination.

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But Mark crucifixes Nick's arm and leg and rolls him back into his own pin! Drew takes his time to check that nick's shoulders are down!...

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Nick gets free!

Mark struggles to his feet and Nick dives, clotheslining him right back down! Nick then peels him up off of the mat and plants him with a DDT!

Simone: It's only a matter of time! How the hell much longer can Mark keep this up!

Nick gets to his feet and struts around the ring, holding his arms out and then sliding his fingertips down his body as the crowd boos! Nick just laughs and waves them off, turning around to look down at the prone form of his former friend. Nick smiles and waves Drew off as the referee is shouting for him to pin Mark. Instead, Nick pulls him up to his feet. He goes for a short-arm clothesline -- but Mark ducks it! Nick turns around and Mark lashes out...!

Adams: Red Hot!

Both men are down on the mat, sucking in oxygen!

Simone: Mark nailed the Red Hot on Nick Jones! But he can't seem to follow up!

Adams: Even if he did, would Drew actually make the count!?

Slowly Mark starts to rise and sees Nick down on the mat! He crawls slowly, in pain, over to where Nick is lying and he drops an arm across Nick in a cover! Drew shakes his head but has no choice but to start a count...

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Nick gets the shoulder up!

Adams: COME ON!!!

Hot Stuff looks PISSED! He slowly rises to his feet, confronting Drew! Mark grabs Drew by the shirt, and the official is clearly afraid! He again points to his shirt, reminding Mark that he's the referee! But Mark clearly is thinking he has nothing to lose and he shoves Drew to the mat! Mark grabs his legs and starts to go for a sharpshooter but turns Drew over onto his stomach and pulls back on the referee's arms, locking him in a Queen Angelito stretch!

Adams: Yes! Yes!!

The fans are on their feet, cheering wildly as Drew screams in horrible agony -- when Tom runs in and clobbers Mark from behind! The crowd boos as the official is dropped unceremoniously to the mat and Tom just waylays on Mark with clubbing blows, lefts and rights! Nick gets back up and staggers over to where the attack is taking place and he starts stomping down onto Mark as well!

Simone: This is no longer a match! This is a damn mauling!

Adams: Hold it! Belinda! Are you hearing what I'm hearing!?

Simone: I believe so! Something is happening in the parking lot! Quick! Get back there!

The camera switches to the back parking lot of the building where a large van is speeding into the drive! It swerves up to the back garage, screeching to a halt and making the tires smoke! The rear door slides open and a number of Aleksei Koji's family members jump out -- and with them... The crowd explodes in cheers!

Adams: Christian! It's Christian!

Simone: I'll be god damned! They did it! Aleksei's family found him!

His clothes torn and disheveled! His hair in disarray and bruises and cuts marring his handsome face, Christian looks absolutely enraged and he takes off in a mad sprint into the building at top speed -- the Koji family members following after him!

Adams: He's coming! Christian's heading right for us!

Simone: But it may be too late!

Tom slices a thumb across his throat and walks over to the corner where he backs up and mounts the middle turnbuckle! Nick grabs Mark and picks him upside down in piledriver position...!

Simone: They do not want Mark Ward to make it to Into the Void II! They want to end him right here and now!

The crowd stands and their boos turn to deafening cheers!

Adams: Look! Look!

Christian tears through the stage curtains and he races right down the aisle and towards the ring with the Koji's bringing up the rear! Christian slides into the ring and runs right up to the corner where tom is perched and he grabs him and slams him right off! Tom howls in pain as he scrambles across the mat on his knees, holding his back! He gets up and Christian dive tackles him with a spear! The fans are on their feet as Christian assaults him with lefts and rights in the skull!

Adams: Get him! Get him!!

Simone: We may very well be seeing evidence of who was the main man behind Christian's kidnapping!!

Tom flays on the mat, trying to escape the assault but Christian will not let up! Nick drops Mark to the mat and hurries over and grabs Christian, dragging him off as the crowd boos! Nick strikes him in the back with forearm blows, sending him to his knees! Nick spins him around and goes for a wild swing but Christian ducks and as Nick spins back around, Christian nails him with the D!ck Kick!

Adams: YES!

Tom is back on his feet and goes to ambush Christian from behind, when Mark spins him around and lashes out with his foot, nailing him with the Red Hot superkick!

Adams: Could this get any better!?

HS grabs Christian in an embrace and then the two of them turn around -- and spot Drew standing in a corner, trapped!

Simone: Oh I think it can!

The crowd is cheering as Drew holds his hands up, begging them off -- when Jasmine St. John arrives at ringside! She grabs Drew's feet and trips him to the mat! She then pulls his feet hard and crotches him right into the ring post! Mark and Christian point and laugh as Drew's eyes are open wide, as is his mouth in a silent howl of agony!

Simone: Oh you go, girl!

The 'former' head referee of Sin City Wrestling drags Drew beneath the ropes and dumps him to the ringside floor where she begins to assault him with fists to the head while he lies helpless! Christian storms over to the ropes and shouts at Justin who hurriedly hands him the microphone! Christian walks back over to Mark's side.

Christian: ERIK! Erik Staggs, you two faced, sorry ass son of a BITCH! Get out here! Get out here or so help me to God I will have every member of Team SCW tear this building apart until they find your sorry ass and DRAG you out here!

The crowd cheers as Christian is clearly worked up over his recent ordeal! Mark stands there, watching in amusement, favoring his mild injuries while he lets Christian handle this one...

Christian: ERIK!!!

Erik: Calm down!

The crowd boos as Erik Staggs arrives out on the stage with a microphone of his own, holding his hand up to appease the very pissed off Christian Underwood.

Erik: Christian, just calm down. I am happy to see that you're alright. Nobody was more upset than I was...

Christian: Shut it you ass twat!

The crowd cheers as Erik frowns and narrows his eyes ominously toward the ring.

Christian: Do you think these people are fools? Do you think that Mark or I am!? Your bitches may have done the deed! They may have been the ones to stuff me in that trunk, tie me to a chair, gag me and hold me wherever the hell it was I was being held -- but I know god damn well who was responsible for it!

Erik: I don't know what you're...

HS: The hell you don't! Did you forget that we have security cameras in the backstage area of these shows!?

Christian: Well the bright side of being tied up and left in the dark is you have a LOT of time to think! So here's what we're going to do! Those two dumbasses, those two right there!

Christian points toward Nick and Tom...!

Christian: You those they could have some fun at Mark's expense, here?? It was all fun and games when it was two on one, but bitch, it's time for the children to put away the games and for the adults to have some fun! This is what we're going to do! In two weeks, Into the Void II! Nick and Tom aren't going to be fighting Mark alone. Things are going to be even this time because they're going to be fighting Mark ... and myself!

The crowd cheers!

Adams: Nick and Tom are going to take on Mark and Christian!? Oh my God!

Simone: Christian has never set foot inside of the ring as a competitor here in SCW before! This is a first! What an announcement!

Erik holds up a hand, shaking his head.

Erik: No, no. I don't believe that's what is going to be done. You seem to forget, I have thirty percent of this company. With you back, that still makes me next in charge, over Mark who only has twenty percent.

Christian: Wrong! You seem to have forgotten to grasp basic math skills! You may have thirty percent, but between Mark and myself, we each now have thirty five percent, which again puts you dead last!

The fans cheer and Erik frowns, clearly displeased at this logic and reasoning -- never having seen it coming!

HS: You see Erik, it was a bit of a contingency plan Christian here and I worked out in case you decided to pull something dumb like you did! So yes, this match is in fact, going to happen! Unless you want us to spend to remainder of your existence around here making your life an absolute living hell! Unless you want to have your pets rat you out to the authorities on charges of kidnapping!

Christian: Take a look around you, Staggs! Your little team is falling apart! None of them have true loyalty toward each other because they're all starting to see you for the ass we all know you to be! So in two weeks, like it or not, it is going to be Mark and myself, against your two little girlfriends, right there!

He points out toward Erik, where Nick and Tom have joined Staggs at his side! Mark then leans in and whispers something to Christian. Christian turns and stares at him for a moment, eyebrows arches in wonder. Mark nods and urges him on. Christian looks at him briefly one more time, then turns to face them once again.

Christian: And the winners take all! Sin City Wrestling itself will be on the line!

Erik's eyes open wide and Nick and Tom look at each other in amazement!

Adams: OH MY GOD!

The crowd cheers as Christian drops the microphone to the mat and he stands side by side with Hot Stuff Mark Ward!

Simone: What an announcement! Hot Stuff and Christian Underwood versus Nick Jones and Tom Dudely where SCW itself is on the line! I don't think we've EVER had a match with the stakes any higher! We're see you in two weeks at Into The Void II




THANK YOU!To Chris, Mark, Maggie, Derek, MK, Simon Jones, Kevin Carter, Casey. Mike, Drake, Necra and to all our roleplayers who made this show possible.