Climax Control

The crowd is alive with energy inside of the Hadicurari Beach in Aruba. The camera scans around the capacity crowd along the beach, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites.

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

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


Justin then hops up onto the corner turnbuckle and smiles, looking out around the beach, at all of the fans filling the sand and surf. He drops back down and takes his place in the center of the ring and brings the microphone up to his lips.

Justin: Hello everyone and welcome to beautiful Hadicurari Beach in Aruba, and welcome to Sin City Wrestling "Climax Control"!

The crowd cheers!

Justin: Please welcome the Hostess With the Mostess for "Climax Control" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!

The crowd cheers and applauds as a spotlight shines center stage, and illuminates Amanda Hugginkiss. She is dressed in a sequined feather eye mask, a white top with rhinestones and exposing her bare midriff, matching booty shorts and high heel boots ala the VMA's Lady Gaga. The music is playing and the performance begins!

Amanda: One, two, three

Nowhere, yeah we're going nowhere fast
Maybe this time I'll be yours, you'll be mine
C-c-crazy, ah, get your ass in my bed
Baby, you'll be just my summer boyfriend

Let's get lost, you can take me home
Somewhere nice we can be alone
Bikini tops, coming off

Don't be sad when the sun goes down
You'll wake up and I'm not around
I've got to go, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
We'll still have the summer after all

Sometimes you might start a fight
But I'm happy pretending we're alright

Sun glasses cover up my green eyes
My martini glistens, yeah
While checking out other guys

Let's get lost, you can take me home
Somewhere nice we can be alone
Bikini tops, coming off

Don't be sad when the sun goes down
You'll wake up and I'm not around
I've got to go, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
We'll still have the summer after all

Hey, there summerboy
Let's go for a drive
Take me for a ride
Never gonna close our eyes

Hey, there summerboy
I'm a busy girl
Don't got too much time
Hurry up before I change my mind

Hey, there summerboy
I'm taking off my heels
Let's go for run
Have a little summer fun
Have a little summer fun

Let's get lost, you can take me home
Somewhere nice we can be alone
Bikini tops, coming off

Don't be sad when the sun goes down
You'll wake up and I'm not around
You've got to go, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
We'll still have the summer after all

Let's get lost, you can take me home
Somewhere nice we can be alone
I've got my summer, summerboy

Don't be sad when the sun goes down
You'll wake up and I'm not around
I've got my summer, summerboy
And we'll still have the summer after all

I've got my, yes, I've got my
I've got my summer, summerboy

The music stops and immediately the crowd cheers and applauds for Amanda. She blows kisses all around before disappearing backstage.

Simone: Hello and welcome to Climax Control, coming to you from Aruba. I'm Belinda Simone.

Adams: And I have sand in my boxers, but you can call me Jason Adams.

Simone: We have six matches for you tonight and we kick off with two bombshells in action as Jessie Salco goes up against Mercedes Vargas.

Adams: Both women have their eyes on gold, and this will go a long way to stepping up

Simone: Fresh from his ACW firing, Drake Green enters an SCW ring, against the ally of the man who fired him, Casey Williams.

Adams: Drake will be looking for some form of revenge on Casey.

Simone: Two weeks ago at our huge supercard, Simon Jones lost the SCW Heavyweight title, tonight he has a chance to put himself in the title hunt once more as he takes on another former heavyweight champion, Seven Deadly Sins member, Gabriel.

Adams: Gabriel is also looking to step up lately.

Simone: Bombshell champion, Roxi Johnson is in action tonight as she takes on former tag team champion and one half of The Fallen, Gothika, in a non title match.

Adams: Get the feeling Gothika is feeling hungry

Simone: Vixen asked for her dream match and tonight, she gets it as she teams with boyfriend, Spike Staggs, to take on former Bombshell Roulette Necra Octavian Kane and Brother Grimm

Adams: Two very good fitting teams there.

Simone: Tonight's main event sees new SCW Heavyweight champion, Kevin Carter, defend the championship title against the man known as Goth!

Adams: Kevin couldn't have asked for a tougher challenge to start off his reign!

Simone: Plus we have announcements from both bosses tonight.

Adams: So let's get cracking so I can go get the sand out of my never regions!

After the usual opening of the show "Pornstar Dancing" by My Darkest Days is heard playing over the speakers. Almost right away there is a mixed reaction from the crowd. There were a lot of boos and a lot of cheers. It seemed that the boos might have been out weighing the cheers a little bit.

Simone: Well folks, it would appear to me that we're going to receive a special appearance from our brand new SCW Heavyweight Champion, Kevin Carter.

Adams: That we are, but what's funny is that most of these people don't even want to hear from him. He depended on them heading into Summer XXXTreme II. Said he did what he did for them, only to have them all turn their backs on him when he did when the title. Funny and priceless all at the same time.

Simone: Now c'mon there Adams, I wouldn't say the fans turned their back on him. Sometimes they have it in their mind that someone is going to win and when that person doesn't win - even if they are a fan of someone else they feel a little let down and voice their opinion about it.

By now Carter had walked out into plain view. He held the SCW Heavyweight Championship over his shoulder as he smirked a little. Fans were still undecided in which way they wanted to react to them. It seemingly didn't bother Carter at all as he began to walk down to the ring.

Adams: I love how Carter is acting like these boos he's hearing isn't bothering him. But deep down, you know it's killing him.

Simone: I wouldn't go as far as saying that. Sure, Carter loves the fans but he's also a man that doesn't let too many things bother him. He's a veteran and knows the way things work in the business.

Adams: It's all a cover up, trust me I know what I'm talking about.

At this point Carter had made it to the ring. He was up on the apron as he slipped through the middle rope and into the ring. No sooner than he was in the ring he started to call for a microphone. It didn't take long before one was handed to him and that's where he called for his music to be cut off. Carter stood right there in the middle of the ring as he lifted the microphone up to speak.

Kevin Carter: Looks like I got myself another tough crowd here tonight.

He chuckled a bit while looking out at the crowd.

Kevin Carter: You guys aren't as rough as you were at Summer XXXTreme II. I mean that was about as rough as it could get. For months I had been fighting for a shot at this championship. In the last month or so you guys had finally gotten behind me. It took a little bit of an attitude change but never the less you got behind me and I have to say it was a pretty amazing feeling to be cheered on like that.

Carter paced around the ring a little nodding his head to back up his points. It was a good feeling, but then suddenly something changed and that change is what confused him the most.

Kevin Carter: And then for whatever reason after I achieved the goal of being the SCW Heavyweight Championship. Something I didn't do just for myself, but I did for each and every single one of you. You turned your backs on me. You booed me like you hated my guts. You booed like I had done the most evil thing in the world and for what reason? Because you wanted Simon to stay champion? Because you wanted Nick Jones to have his third run? Because you're suddenly on the Drake Green bandwagon? Because you all wanted to see Jordan or Gabriel have their second run is champion? Is that what it was? Because honestly two weeks later and I still don't understand.

There was a small shrug of his shoulders. It was that confusing to him, but at the same time what these fans were about to find out is that he didn't really care about the change or their reasoning behind things.

Kevin Carter: But you know what folks? It's two weeks later. I got to thinking about things and I decided I'm not going to dwell on the fact you people booed me then or that some of you are booing me now. I'm not going to allow myself to get wrapped up in whether I'm a good guy or a bad guy. I'm not going to go out of my way to please you, but I'm not going to go out of my way to make you hate me either. Fact is right now I couldn't care less one way or the other. I'm indifferent and I'm indifferent because no matter how you cut it. No matter how you explain it. No matter what I'm still the one standing here with the SCW Heavyweight Championship!

There was a large crowd reaction at that point. Lots of cheers when he made that statement, but there were a lot of boos in there too. It seemed like the crowd was directly split right down the middle.

Kevin Carter: Now for those that think that my run is going to be short lived. For those that think Goth's going to come in tonight when he hasn't done a single thing to deserve a title shot in the first place and dethrone me as champion. For those that think Nick Jones is going to have anything to do with the outcome tonight or think that he's going to screw me out of the championship. Then you've all got another thing coming. The last thing I'm going to do is allow my run to come to an end when I worked so hard to get it in the first place.

By now Carter had turned himself around as he looked right into the hard-cam when making that statement. He wanted to make sure that everyone understood how serious he was and how much business he truly meant.

Kevin Carter: It doesn't matter who it is, the match type, the stipulations, or the odds that are stacked against me. I'll overcome them, I'll defeat them, and every single time I will walk out with this SCW Heavyweight Championship. After all I am the Main Attraction to Sin City Wrestling for a reason! I am everything SCW needs, wants, and will ever need or want. I speak the truth and every single one of you knows it. This is my time and my time is going to continue until the day I walk out of the doors of SCW for good. Just watch and see!

With that being said "Pornstar Dancing" without skipping a beat started to play once again. Carter dropped the microphone letting it hit in the middle of the ring with a thud. As he took the championship off his shoulders and held it high above his head. Fans let their reactions be known. Like it had been all night long thus far, it was right down the middle. Lots of booing and lots of cheering. Carter just stood there smirking as the cameras proceeded to cut elsewhere for the time being.

The scene opens up backstage at Climax Control where we see ???SCW???s Heavy Metal Bombshell??? Jessie Salco arriving at the arena with her brother Jake and her boyfriend Shane walking behind her, Jessie has a duffel bag slung over her shoulder and is wearing a stomach exposing Kataklysym ???In The Arms of Devastation??? T-Shirt, blue jeans and black boots.

Simone: Jessie has a huge match ahead of her tonight!

Adams: After coming so close to winning the SCW Bombshell Roulette Championship at Summer XXXTreme II she can use the win!

"Jessie, can I have a word?"

Jessie looks up and sees Ms. Rocky Mountains approaching her.

Jessie: Sure, go ahead.

Miss Rocky: Tonight you face one of the Bombshells your fought in the Pool Party Match at Summer XXXTreme II namely Mercedes Varags, any final thoughts?

Jessie: Just one thing, after my loss at Summer XXXTreme II I need the win tonight and Mercedes isn???t going to stop me!

We here some voices approaching and the camera crew turns around and sees Matthew Kennedy, Marty McFarge and the Skar Bros. approaching them, Ms. Rocky Mountains tries to get a word with Matthew but he is too busy talking with Marty about something to notice, behind the Skar Bros. is an unknown but attractive dark haired female who stops as she walks past Jessie.

Woman: Are you Jessie Salco?

The woman asked in a clearly English accent and Jessie blinked.

Jessie: Err, yeah???..

The woman smiles and starts flirting with her.

Woman: Nice to see you???re as hot as you are on TV.

Marty: Hey Lizzie, let???s go!

The woman rolls her eyes before handing her a piece of paper, making the ???call me??? motion with her hands and running off.

Jake: Who was that?

Jessie: I don???t know, I???m still getting over the fact that she was coming on to me.

Shane: I???m not complaining.

Jessie rolls her eyes before walking off.

Jessie: Come on Shane, I think you need a cold shower???.and no, I won???t be joining you.

Simone: Who was that woman who was with Matthew?


Simone: Jason?

Adams: I???m in heaven.

Suddenly, the arena lights turn off and the crowd is hyped up for what was in store. As the opening of ???Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me??? by U2 blares across the PA system, the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. As the lyrics finally kick in, a figure emerges; the highlight of their attire is being under the illusion. Mercedes Vargas stops short of the entrance ramp, hands on waist, and overlooking the crowd.

Justin: Making her way to the ring, from Buenos Aires, Argentina, weighing 127 pounds???MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS!

Cheers, boos and catcalls soon greet her. Oblivious and yet satisfied with their reaction for several seconds, she flips her long hair, then makes her way to the ring. As she goes up the steps and walks to the end of the ring apron, she climbs to the turnbuckle, then turns her head back as the camera shows her determined expression-perhaps a message that her opponent will be in for a tough fight.

Justin: and her opponent from Miami Florida, weighing in at 120 pounds??? she is a member of the New XTremes??? Jeeeeeeessssie Saalllcooooo!!!


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

Both girls are in the ring and the referee calls for the bell. Mercedes and Jessie circle each other in the ring before Mercedes charges in towards Salco, the two coming together in a lock up. Mercedes is able to over- power Jessie and forcefully brings in the young NXT member for a side headlock. She feels Salco starting to power out of it so Mercedes is quick to dominate with a massive swinging hair toss. Salco is tossed to the canvas as Mercedes wipes her hands together satisfied.

Adams: Whoa hold on their little lady don???t be getting to confident.

Simone: Mercedes is showing her strength here tonight Jason.

Jessie starts to stir and Mercedes is right back on the stack, picking her up she positions Jessie up against the nearest turnbuckle. Laying hard left and right chops across her chest. The crowd wooing in the process. Jessie covers up and Mercedes dashes across to the other side of the ring before a attempting a handspring elbow. Just before her elbow can connect with Jessie???s face Jessie forcefully counters with a running bulldog, sending Mercedes face into the canvas. Jessie hooks the leg and goes for the first pinfall of the night.



Adams: Holy Moley Jessie almost had this!!!

Simone: You can???t count Jessie Salco out???.

Mercedes kicks out and shoves Jessie off her. Jessie gets to her feet and turns around helping Mercedes get up to her feet by using her hair. Irish whipping her into the corner Mercedes bounces off the turnbuckles chest first and as she rebounds Jessie delivers a beautiful dropkick to the square of her back. Mercedes is pushed into the ropes once more and as she bounces back stumbling Jessie rolls her up for a school girl pin.

Simone: Here we go again

Adams: Not even close!


Mercedes barely kicks out that time and Jessie is quickly back on the attack. Kicking Mercedes swiftly the young Salco runs towards the closest ropes and executes a perfect springboard Moonsault onto the recovering Mercedes. Jessie hooks the legs once more.

Adams: Jessie???s got this!!!



Adams: I stand corrected

Jessie starts to show her frustration as she gets up and questions the referee giving Mercedes valuable recovery time. As the referee explains himself to Jessie Mercedes rolls over and folds Jessie up in a small packages pin.


Jessie pops out of the pinfall with ease. Mercedes is up now and on the attack, kicking Jessie who is trying to make it up to her feet. Mercedes bounces off the ropes for momentum and comes in hot and fast for a running knee strike, her knee connecting with Jessie face. Jessie falls back first on the canvas but Mercedes doesn???t go for a pin, she starts setting Jessie for a Mexican surfboard submission. Jessie can be heard screaming in pain as Mercedes locks her in, her manicured nails are pressed firmly into Jessie???s skin as Mercedes lifts her up high into the sky.

Adams: Mercedes better be careful

Simone: Why?

Adams: Pulling off that move while the surf boys are around??? could get very interesting.

The referee asks Salco if she wants to submit but the NXT Bombshell shakes her head no. Mercedes drops the hold in anger seeing that Jessie won???t give in. leaping up to her feet Mercedes stands next to Jessie who is holding her lower back in pain. Leaning down Mercedes drags Jessie over towards the ropes and props her up so she is hanging over the middle rope. Not wasting any time Mercedes charges to the other side of the ring to get a run up before running at Salco with a head full of steam. Mercedes looks as if she is going to driver her knee into Salco???s back but at the very last second Salco rolls out of the way and Mercedes??? leg is now hooked around the rope.

Simone: Mercedes is trapped.

Leaping upwards Jessie drives forward and slams into Mercedes who is tangled into the ropes with a massive clothesline. Mercedes drops to the floor but Salco is straight back on the attack, grabbing Mercedes???s feet Jessie looks as if she is trying to roll her over for a Boston crab. Mercedes is yelping in pain as Jessie turns her over and locks it in.

Adams: *giggles*

Simone: What is wrong with you?

Adams: Surfboards and Crabs tonight Simone, Surfboards and Crabs!!!!

The referee is checking on Mercedes who is shaking her head ???No??? Mercedes starts to drag herself across the canvas heading for the ropes. Just as she finger tips are going to touch them Jessie pulls her back into the centre of the six sided ring. Mercedes grits her teeth and tries to fight it her hand going up in the air looking like she is going to tap.

Simone: Jessie???s got this!

Mercedes starts to twist her body and is slowly trying to turn this around. Kicking her legs Mercedes is able to break Jessie???s tight hold but she???s not completely gone. Mercedes turns around onto her back and gives Jessie one more swift jolt, freeing her legs. Mercedes kicks Jessie Violently in the gut causing Salco to double over. Mercedes as if she???s on her second wind leaps up and grabs hold of Jessie setting her up for Black Rose Overdrive, Jessie tries to wiggle free but Mercedes??? drops her to the canvas with her finisher. Mercedes rolls on top of Jessie and hooks the leg.



Justin: Here is your winner, MERCEEEEDEEEES VAAAAARGAAASSS!!

The camera switches to the backstage area, just outside of "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward's designated "office." The temporary office is currently empty, though moments later, Hot Stuff walks onto the scene, looking ready for business as usual. He goes to pull his cell phone out of his pocket, when a piece of paper taped to his chair catches his eye. He looks around, expecting to see someone, but no one is there. Hot Stuff walks over to the chair, ripping the piece of paper off of the chair, and reading the message.


Hot Stuff shakes his head before he crumples the paper in his hand and tosses it in the trash. He takes his cell phone out of his pocket and dials a number, getting back to business and thinking nothing of the note he just threw away.

The locker room door bearing the NXT logo opens to reveal a young dark haired girl who looks back into the room and Vixen who moves to wait for Eden Staggs who grasps her hand as they turn to go.

Eden: Don???t worry Daddy??? Mommie Vixen and I are just going to get some snacks. Love you!

The pair of females moves down the hallway excitedly talking. Dressed in a light sundress with her hair pulled up into curly pigtails, Eden jabbers on excitedly as Vixen nods and smiles. An intern stops the pair as they approach the catering table. The intern motions to Vixen to look at a clipboard as Eden looks around and spies a familiar face. Tugging at her hand, it slips from Vixen???s and the little girl rushes towards the person. Instantly Vixen turns to follow.

Vixen: EDEN! Wait!

Eden: MOMMY!

At the young girl???s call, Misty turns to find Eden rushing towards her followed by Vixen who draws up quickly, unsure of what to do as Eden hugs her mother. Eden hugs her tight then as Misty kneels with a smile, Eden enthusiastically begins to talk before Misty can say anything.

Eden: Mommie guess what! Daddy and Mommie Vixen are getting ???gaged. Mommie Vixen was going to marry someone but I asked her to marry Daddy instead! And guess what!!

Misty looks up at Vixen slowly as the other woman brings her hands behind her back guiltily, lacing her fingers together to hide the engagement ring.

Misty: What?

Self-importantly, Eden straightens up and smiles at the two women.

Eden: Mommie Vixen said YES. Now I am going to have two mommies!

Misty blinks for a moment, but her daughter's announcement leaves her speechless for a moment. She stares at Vixen, mainly where her hands should be, but she notices that Vixen is hiding her hands, so she knows that what Eden told her is true.

Misty: You're doing a poor job at hiding that ring, Vix. Why don't you just bring your hands where I can see them, because the cat is out of the bag now.

Eden stands in between the two women, having no idea how much the tension between them has just escalated. Vixen glares at Misty, then ultimately brings her hands from behind her back, revealing the engagement ring. Misty glances down to it, and while she should be angry, the look on her face shows something completely different...sadness. She brushes it off quickly as Eden grabs her attention again.

Eden: I'll get to be a flower girl again! And wear a pretty dress!

Misty: And I'm sure you'll make a beautiful flower girl, as you have in the past.

Eden's memory suddenly hits her, and she frowns as she turns to Vixen, looking up at her with sad eyes.

Eden: Wait...Mommie Vixen, you're not going to kick Daddy in the nards, too, are you? You can't!

Vixen: No Eden, I am not going to kick him...there.

Unsure of what she had seen cross Misty's face, Vixen moves forward slightly, protectively hovering as she caresses Eden's cheek.

Vixen: I am sure that nothing like that will happen again, right Misty? It is all in the past...

Vixen shoots a pleading glare, still tense but hopeful that Misty takes the hint. It wouldn't do to have the pair of them at each other's throats in front of Eden. Misty takes in a deep breath, clearly uncomfortable now as she looks down at her daughter.

Misty: Exactly. I'm sure Vixen loves Daddy very much, and she won't make the terrible mistake that I did, okay?

Misty drops back down to Eden's level, giving her a reassuring embrace. She gets back to her feet a few moments later and looks at Vixen with a pained smile.

Misty: Congratulations Vixen. Tell Spike I said the same thing, and good luck in your match later.

Misty runs her hand over Eden's head, looking down with her at a smile, before she brushes past her and walks away. Eden tries to stop her, but Misty is too quick, and Eden looks up at Vixen with sad eyes.

Eden: What's wrong with Mommie, Mommie Vixen?

Vixen: I'm not sure, sweetie, but let's not worry about that right now okay? Let's go get some snacks so we can bring them back to Daddy, okay?

Eden soon smiles brightly as she turns around towards the catering table, looking at the various amounts of goodies to choose from and the two pick out a good assortment to bring back to Spike.

The lights cut out and we can hear the opening drums from ???Burning Down The House??? by the Used. The small crowd jumps to their feet and a loud pop of a cheer erupts along the sandy beach as ???Mr. Showtime??? Drake Green steps out from behind the curtain. He lifts his arms up and down, motioning for the few hundred people in the audience to get up on their feet and cheer.

Crowd: POP!

Adams: Welcome to Aruba Mr. Showtime!

Simone: Welcome indeed!

Green, with a large smile, stands in long red wrestling tights with three white nautical stars on each leg and red boots which have red kick-pads on the front which have the ???Male??? symbol on them in white. He is wearing white wristbands and a black, skin tight, t-shirt with his ???Male Symbol??? logo on the front and ???Man Of The People??? written on the back. He raises both arms straight up in the air points toward the sky as the crowd starts to get behind him. Just as the lyrics for the song kick in, Drake makes his way down toward the ring, slapping hands of fans on either side of the railings.

#Watch out?
#You might get what you're after
#Cool babies
#Strange but not a stranger
#Burning down the house??

Adams: It was just last week in Moncton that Drake Green lost his ACW Maritime title, newly christened the Canadian Championship, and then was embarrassingly fired by owner JJ Dixon. All of which was just one week after letting his best chance yet at the SCW Heavyweight title slip through his fingers.

Simone: I would think his quest toward another title shot starts here tonight against the humongous and pretty damn frightening Casey Williams.

Adams: I would think you think correctly. However, it is never an easy feat to take down the big man, the Freight Train of Pain, Casey Williams.

Justin: Making his way to the ring, hailing from Chicago, Illinois and weighing in at 230 pounds. He is The Man of the People??????Mr. Showtime???.. Drake Green!.

Drake stops at a young couple. The man is wearing a ???DRAKE??? t-shirt and the woman a ???GREEN??? t-shirt. He leans back in between them and poses for a picture, shakes the hand of the man, and lets the woman kiss him on the cheek before he makes his way to the steel steps. He walks up and slides 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.

Crowd: Showtime! Showtime! Showtime!??

He jumps down off of the rope and walks over toward the side of the ring, motioning for the microphone.

Drake: Hello, Arubans!??

Crowd: POP!??

Drake: It feels good to be here in Hadicurari Beach tonight.

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 showstopper of all time?! I am your soldier, I am your savior, I am the greatest show on Earth and I got just one question for ya. What time is it???

Crowd: Showtime!??

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

Crowd: Showtime!??

Drake: People of Aruba, MY PEOPLE! I know you can do better than that. I asked you WHAT MOTHER FUCKING TIME IT IS?!

Crowd: SHOWTIME!??

Drake: That's what I'm talking about. You know I just wanted to say thank you to all of you out there tonight. To all of you watching at home. You guys are what make what we do for a living so special. With you, none of this would mean anything. I was fired from the new All-Pro Championship Wrestling at Massacre in Moncton last week.

Crowd: BOO!

Drake: JJ Dixon-

Crowd: Louder BOO!

Drake: JJ Dixon has lost the idea of what it really means to be in this business. And that is to please you people. To put on the greatest show we possibly can. It doesn???t matter how many PPV buys you have or if you win or lose. It???s about putting everything on the line in this ring every single night.

Crowd: POP!

Drake: Some people, like Casey Williams, have forgotten that. So it is my job, my duty as the soldier of the people to remind them all about it. So here???s to tonight???here???s to slaying the giant! Here???s to burning this beach to the ground baby!

Crowd: POP!

Drake raises his hand and points to the crowd and mouths the words ???THANK YOU??? before giving the microphone back to Justin. He tugs on the ropes twice and begins to pace back and forth in the ring waiting for his opponent to come out.

Justin: And his opponent, from Nashua, NH, weighing in at three hundred and seventy pounds. He is the freight train of pain, he is Casey Williams!

The opening drums to Five Finger Death Punch's "I.M.Sin" 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.

"What a fucking poser, that's all you'll ever be!
Don't get any closer, or you'll meet the real me!
I am, who I am, you can't destroy me!
I am, what I am, you can't deny me!

I want out, but I could never surrender.
Try and brake me down, but I won???t let you win.
You can call me out, but I know you???re a pretender.
You may think your god, but I know that I am sin!"

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

"I am SIN! I am SIN!
I am SIN! I am SIN!

I won???t fucking buy it!
I never have and I never will!
Keep fucking trying!
I'm just waiting for the blood to spill!"

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.


Adams: There's history there with Casey and Drake. Casey is part of J.J Dixon's ACW stable and J.J just fired Drake Green from ACW.

Drake charges at Casey, throwing shot after shot at the much bigger man, but Casey pushes Drake away. Drake rolls and gets back to his feet, running towards Casey, but Casey lifts him in the air and drops him with a flapjack, slamming him hard in to the canvas. Casey looks down at Drake before putting his foot on the back of Drake's head, forcing it in to the canvas. Casey pulls Drake to his feet, holding him by the and lifting his free arm in the air and dropping a huge elbow down on Drake's head. Drake falls to the floor holding the top of his head as the fans boo the freight train of pain.

Simone: These fans are not liking Casey.

Adams: But they're loving my beach shorts!

Casey pulls Drake to his feet again and grabs his wrist. He pulls Drake in for a short armed clothesline but Drake ducks underneath and moves behind Casey. Drake spins Casey and jumps in the air, hooking Casey's head and spinning him around in a tornado DDT! Casey crashes hard in to the canvas and Drake sits up. Drake springs to his feet and turns around to face the fallen Casey. Drake runs to the ropes and jumps on the middle rope, flipping backwards and catching Casey with a springboard moonsault! Drake hooks the leg and Jasmine drops down to make the count.


Casey throws Drake in the air!

Adams: Huge power from Casey there.

Both men get to their feet but Casey lifts his leg and catches Drake in the face with a big boot. Casey pulls Drake to his feet and grabs him by the head and drills him in to the turnbuckle of the six sided ring, before spinning in around and planting a huge elbow on the top of Drake's head. Casey nails Drake with a knee to the gut and quickly grabs him by the head and voilently slams him face first in to the mat. Casey lifts up a huge boot and drops it down on the back of Drake's head, cause it to bounce rapidly off the canvas. Casey rips Drake to his feet and slaps a hard chop against his chest. Drake stumbles backwards but Casey grabs Drake's head and slams him straight back to the mat.

Simone: Casey using his power to take care of Drake.

Casey drops down to cover Drake.


Drake kicks out

Adams: Drake won't give up.

Casey pulls Drake to his feet but as soon as Drake gets to a vertical base, he jumps and dropkicks Casey in the knee, dropping the big man down to his other knee. Drake grabs hold of Casey's head from the front, flipping over Casey and driving the back of his head in to the mat.

Simone: Casey's folded in two.

Adams: If you unfold him, will he play a musical noise?

Drake looks at Casey before moving towards the corner. Drake holds the top rope and pulls himself up. Drake spins around and dives off the top rope and drops a leg on the already folded over Casey! Drake rolls on top of Casey, going for the cover.


Casey rolls a shoulder up

Adams: Casey is still in this one.

Casey unfolds himself and lays flat on the mat as Drake stalks behind Casey. Casey gets to his knees and Drake waits behind him. Casey gets himself to his feet and Drake moves in behind him, trying to wrap his arms around Casey's waist. With barely fingers touching, Drake lifts him over with an almighty belly to back suplex, the strain on his face as he slams Casey hard in to the canvas!

Simone: Wow!

Casey rolls over holding his back as Drake struggles back to his feet.

Adams: Drake's been struggling with injury lately, that kind of move won't help.

Drake gets up first but Casey moves to his feet seconds later, Drake runs at him, jumping up and nailing Casey in the chest with a flying dropkick, but Casey brushes it off, sending Drake crashing on his back. Drake gets back to his feet but tries another dropkick but Casey bats him away again. As Drake gets to his feet once more, Casey moves in and nails Drake with a big headbutt, dropping him down to the canvas. Drake rolls towards the ropes, getting himself on to his knees as Casey waits. As Drake stands up, Casey charges at him and drills him with a huge spear!

Simone: Drake's weakened ribs could have shattered there and then!

Casey pulls Drake's leg back and hooks it as he covers Drake. Jasmine drops down to make the count.


Drake barely gets a shoulder up!

Adams: How did Drake manage to get out of that?

Casey fires a look at Jasmine and pulls Drake to his feet, before putting him in a powerbomb position.

Simone: Casey looking to end Drake Green.

Adams: I think a little ACW birdie has had a word in his ear to do this.

Casey lifts Drake up in a powerbomb position, but Drake nails him with hard shots to the top of the head. Drake plants his hand on top of Casey's head and leaps over him, grabbing Casey's head as he crashes down, with a huge neckbreaker!

Simone: Show stopping move from Mr Showstopper!

Drake sits up, rubbing his ribs and pulls himself up to his feet, waiting for Casey to return to his. As Casey does, Drake jumps at him, jumping in the air, attempting the showstopper but Casey catches him and drops him with a one arm slam! Casey stands up his fist raised in the air.

Adams: Casey's looking to end this.

Casey stalks Drake, his hand in the air, waiting for Drake to return to his feet. As he does, Casey swings his arm with force, going for the Kiss Of Death! Drake ducks, the momentum spinning Casey around and back to face Drake. As he does, Drake jumps up in the air, grabbing Casey's head and dropping him with the showstopper!

Simone: Drake nailed the showstopper!

Drake rolls next to Casey, wrapping his legs around Casey's neck and arm.

Adams: Rated-R Chokehold!

Drake tightens the hold, leaving Casey with nowhere to go. Casey's face starts to turn purple as he frantically taps out!


Justin: The winner of the match.... Drake Green!

Simone: Drake Green has taken out the giant!

Adams: And somewhere in Canada, J.J Dixon is furious!

We once again cut to backstage, inside Hot Stuff's makeshift office for the night. The office is empty again, and from out of view of the camera, we see a hand reach down into the trash can, pulling out the crumpled up note from earlier that Hot Stuff threw away. The mystery person straightens the piece of paper out as much as they can, and a low growling is heard. The mystery person pulls another note out and walks over to the chair, taping both notes to it this time, before disappearing out of site once again.

Simone: Who the hell is that and what exactly do they want from Mark Ward?

Adams: Your guess is as good as mine, but did you notice the size of that guy? Something seems so...familiar.

A couple of minutes after the mystery man disappeared, Hot Stuff appears back in his office. He stops dead in his tracks as he spots both notes taped to the chair. He spins around, catching a backstage worker walking just past his office, and he grabs him by the arm.

HS: Who the hell was in here while I was gone?

Worker: I have no idea. I didn't see anything.

HS: You're officially on duty then. Next time I leave this office, no one is to step foot in here. Got it?

The worker nods nervously before Hot Stuff releases him and he scurries away, but stays close. Hot Stuff walks over to the chair, ripping the new note off and reading it.


HS: Time for this little complaint to go in the complaint bin.

Hot Stuff crumples up that note, and just like the other one, he tosses it into the trash can. He yanks the other one off the chair, and once again throws that one away, not wasting anymore time on the mysterious messages this person has been sending him.

The opening drums to Five Finger Death Punch???s "I.M.Sin" 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.

"What a fucking poser, that's all you'll ever be!
Don't get any closer, or you'll meet the real me!
I am, who I am, you can't destroy me!
I am, what I am, you can't deny me!

I want out, but I could never surrender.
Try and break me down, but I won???t let you win.
You can call me out, but I know you???re a pretender.
You may think your god, but I know that I am sin!"

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

???I am SIN! I am SIN!
I am SIN! I am SIN!

I won???t fucking buy it!
I never have and I never will!
Keep fucking trying!
I'm just waiting for the blood to spill!"

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 Drake, you should have listened to Max when he told you that you were going to get hurt. I am going to inflict immense pain upon you, pain that you have yet to feel. You think the pain Lukas caused you was bad? The pain I will inflict will make the pain you presently feel actually feel like an orgasm. I know we both went through hell at Massacre at Montcon, but, unlike you, I am always looking for a fight. I am willing to go the extra mile to get back into the SCW Heavyweight title hunt, even if that means going through you. No matter what you say, nor what you do, can stop me from my ultimate goal.???

The crowd boos Casey even louder as he drops the mic and walks to the back and ???I.M.Sin??? hits the speakers.

The scene opens up in the area of Hadicurari Beach in Aruba where the ring for Climax Control has been set up, the fans are going crazy for the action that has happened so far and are eagerly anticipating the next match.

Simone: So far it has been a wild night.

Adams: I can???t think of anything that could kill my enthusiasm!

The arena lights go dark as a British voice is heard saying "You Are About To Be Cancelled", soon afterwards the intro to "I Want It All" by Queen is heard and Matthew struts out as Freddie Mercury starts singing with Marty McFarge and the Skar Brothers by his side, however there is a third person with them, an unknown but attractive dark haired woman wearing a stomach exposing black tankop, tight black jeans and black boots.

Adams: Except that.

Simone: Who???s that woman they have with him?

Matthew leads his group and gets in the ring first followed by the Skar Bros., Marty gets on the apron and holds down the middle rope for the woman and she obliges???..whilst Marty makes no secret of the fact that he???s checking out the woman???s ass, she quickly finds out and kicks the ropes as Marty steps through hitting him in the balls.

Simone: Well whoever it is I like her already!

Adams: I can???t believe I???m saying this but I feel sorry for Marty McFarge!

Matthew quickly grabs a microphone from Justin whilst the Skar Bros. grab a microphone for the woman thought Matthew is the first to speak.

MK: Two weeks ago at Summer XXXTreme II I had my first match since the whole Team Erick debacle ended and I won that match with ease!

Simone: That???s not true; he had to cheat to win!

Adams: If you want to tell him that whilst he has the Skar Bros. in the ring with him be my guest!

MK: But rather than be booked for the next show or even the next bloody supershow I have ONCE AGAIN been left off the card whilst several people who have been with this company for a shorter time than me have been booked in my place! And to make matters worse Kevin Carter! A man who hasn???t been in action for months is the new SCW Heavyweight Champion!

Matthew adds and the Skar Bros. nod in agreement whilst Marty recovers, the woman just rolls her eyes at that statement.

MK: I am out here for one reason only! To issue an ultimatum to Mark Ward! Either I am named the next Number 1 Contender for the SCW Heavyweight Championship or I will walk out of this bloody company!

Adams: How full of himself is he?!

Simone: You???re asking that about Matthew Kennedy! You may as well ask Jessie Salco why she loves metal so much!

MK: But to ensure that my high pay contract does not go to waste I have brought in Elizabeth here!

The woman smirks before stepping forward and putting a mic to her lips.

Woman: How many times do I have to say ???just call me Lizzie????

Lizzie asks and Matthew just rolls his eyes.

Lizzie: Ladies and gentlemen, I am ???The Prodigy??? Lizzie Short and I was trained by Matthew personally at his wrestling school in London, England.

Simone: Matthew has a wrestling school?!

Adams: Why do I get the feeling most of the training involved no clothes and Matthew???s bedroom?


Lizzie: To put it simply his training turned me from a former gymnast to one of the best female wrestlers in England and Europe in general, if I join the Bombshell Roster I can guarantee that I will win the SCW Bombshell Championship by the end of the year!

Simone: I can think of several bombshells that???d have something to say about that.

Adams: And Roxi Johnson is at the top of the list!

MK: So what is your answer Mark? Do I get my chance at the SCW Heavyweight Championship or will this lovely woman take my place?

"Midnight Tornado" blasts from the speakers as Hot Stuff walks out at the top of the ramp.

HS: So let me get this straight, if I don't give you a heavyweight championship match, you're gonna walk out and let this gorgeous young woman take your place? Is this what I'm hearing?

Hot Stuff smiles as Kennedy nods.

HS: I get to look at her arse week in, week out, instead of looking at your face that looks like an arse? Shall we ask the fans? Do you guys wanna look at Lizzie's arse every week, or Kennedy's face that looks like an arse.

Hot Stuff holds the microphone in the air as a chant of "Lizzie's arse" echoes around the arena. Hot Stuff pulls the microphone down to his lips.

HS: I think their mind is made up, as is mine... don't let the door hit ya in the face on the way out. Lizzie, welcome to SCW, looking forward to seeing more... and more of you.

"Midnight Tornado" blasts out again as an irate Kennedy stands in the ring.

Adams: Looks like we have a brand new bombshell.

Simone: And one less annoying Brit!

Out there on the beach the SCW fans were waiting for the next bit of action to take place. What was about to happen wasn't something they expected though. All of the sudden out of no where "This Is My Life" by Downstait started to play over the speakers and that caused the crowd to lose their minds. In a sense that they didn't want to have anything to do with whom was about to come out. They started to boo heavily.

Adams: Here comes the undefeated - the uncrowned SCW Heavyweght Champion, and my favorite superstar in SCW right now... DAMIEN KINGSTON!

Simone: Why don't you slob all over his knob in a verbal sense a little more why don't you? And where do you get off calling him the undefeated and uncrowned SCW Heavyweight Champion?! The guy has had two matches and is nowhere near the title picture.

Adams: Still won both of those matches did he not? And he's not in the title picture, however he's still the uncrowned SCW Heavyweight Champion. I guarantee you in the next couple months he will be champion!

At this point DAMIEN KINGSTON had walked on and was looking around at all the booing fans. He just smirked a little bit in his smug but evil way before he dropped down to his knees laughing. The booing got even louder at this point but it didn't seem to make a difference to him

Simone: This man is truly hated and I can't even begin to understand why he loves it being like that.

Adams: Because that's just who Damien is. He knows he's better than everyone else and he knows people are envy of him because of that.

Simone: Better than everyone else? Yeah, I highly doubt that's the case.

By now Kingston had gotten to the ring. He walked across the apron as he pulled himself up on the turnbuckle as he was standing there with his arms out at his side basically telling people to bow to him. He soon jumped down into the ring and called for a microphone right off the bat. Once one was handed to him Kingston jerked it out of the person's hands as his music cut out. That's when Kingston turned his attention to the crowd and began speaking.

Damien Kingston: So at Summer XXXTreme II... I did exactly what I said I was going to do. I took on the Freight Train of Pain. I took on the beast of SCW. I took on the monster... and I slayed that son of a bitch, in front of every single one of you!

Kingston pointed out at the fans while getting his point across. As expected there was loud boos that came. Kingston laughed it all off before turning around pacing the ring a little bit.

Damien Kingston: Sure some of you love it. Some of you hated it. Some of you didn't care one way or the other. But guess what assholes? I don't give two fucks what you like, didn't like, or didn't care about. All I care about is what I like and what I like is being the best. That's what I set out to do and that's what I'm going to do. It's simply all a matter of time till that SCW Heavyweight Championship is around my waist. All a matter of time till I restore respect into this business. All a matter of time until I avenge this business and make it what it once was.

Boos continued to ring out as loud as they could. It didn't bother the Man of Liberty at all. Instead all he did was continue to laugh at them and mock them. That was until he started to speak again as there was a lot more than he needed and wanted to get off his chest.

Damien Kingston: But I know that Mark Ward and Christian Underwood are two pussies that are hiding behind their desks. They are two cowards that are going to do anything they can to hold me back. They will do anything they can to see to it that I don't get what I want, I don't get what I deserve, and that my goals aren't accomplished. It's all because I have spoken out. It's all because I let it be known how I feel and what my intentions were. It's all because I don't have any respect for them or their so called authority.

He shook his head from side to side. It didn't surprise him in the least bit. There were always people in wrestling companies that thought they were the shit and thought that people should bow down before them - it happened more often with owners than anything else. Well as they were finding out Kingston was a rebel

Damien Kingston: I don't have to have respect for them. I don't have to respect their authority and there's nothing they can do to make me. Just like there's nothing they can really do to prevent me from achieving what I have set out to achieve and accomplishing all that I want to accomplish. They already tried to derail me and discourage me by putting me against the biggest and the baddest they had. We all saw how that turned out. When I can beat your so called monster with a roll-up. That should be a red flag that he's not worth a damn.

Kingston let out a chuckle once again. That caused the fans to boo.

Damien Kingston: But that brings my attention right back to you Casey. I know you lost earlier in the night. I know you're irritated that it's becoming more and more clear with time that you aren't worth a damn. And even though I beat you, that's not good enough for me. I know it didn't send the message I want to get across to Mark and Christian. So here's what I want you to do. Bring your big, dumb, gorilla looking ass on out here so I can finish what I started at Summer XXXTreme II and put you out of action... FOR GOOD!

By now Kingston had turned himself directly towards the entrance way as he tossed the microphone aside and taunted for Casey Williams to come out. It was about that moment "I.M. SIN" hit the speakers and much to the surprise of many there was a loud pop coming from the fans. It's like they were actually going to support the Freight Train of Pain just because they hated Kingston that much.

Adams: Ahaha! This is going to be good! Casey actually had the balls to walk out here!

Simone: I don't think that was smart on Kingston's behalf to call Casey out here. This is going to end badly for him.

That's when CASEY WILLIAMS came storming out and glared down at Kingston with a steel chair in hand. It was there that the man of liberty ditched his hoody at the same time Casey came charging to the ring with a chair in hand. No sooner than Casey got into the ring he swung the chair at Kingston's head. Kingston ducked under the chair and when Casey turned around Kingston kicked his leg up right between the crotch of Casey catching him with a huge LOW BLOW right there in the middle of the ring causing Casey to drop the chair.

Simone: That slimy son of a bitch! What kind of man kicks another man between the legs?!

Adams: It's fair game Simone, it isn't like this is an actual match and besides Casey started this thing off unfair by bringing the chair to the ring!

From there Kingston grabbed the steel chair and took it smashing it right across the back of Casey. Causing him to fall all the way down to the mat. Casey wasn't going to stand for it though as he pushed himself right back up. Kingston however was waiting with the chair as he slammed it down across his back once again causing Casey to fall to the mat a second time. Kingston slammed the chair to the mat as he started to scream at Casey.

Damien Kingston: Come on! Get up you big motherfucker!

Casey pushed himself up to his knees as Kingston lined up for a kick. He was aiming for the back of his head when he went for it but Casey ducked completely under the kick. Kingston turned around and that's when Casey exploded forward off his knees and took Kingston down with a huge spear. He instantly mounted Kingston and started to slam his fists into the head of Kingston.

Adams: Woah! This isn't cool! Someone needs to get Security out here to break these two up!

Simone: Oh now, you want someone to do something because Kingston has bit off more than he can chew? How typical of you.

Casey landed a couple more blows before getting to his feet. Kingston was pushing himself to his feet when Casey came up and suckered punch Kingston right in the side of his temple thanks to the KISS OF DEATH which caused Kingston to stumble forward out cold on his feet as he fell through the ropes and onto the ground. Casey wasted no time at all sliding out of the ring as he started to line up to take Kingston's head off. He was starting to pull himself up a little bit completely clueless to what Casey had waiting in the wings.

Simone: Kingston is about to have his head taken off.

Adams: Don't get up Damien, just stay down! Is someone? Anyone going to help this man?!

Kingston turned around as Casey came charging at him. It was then that Kingston ducked down and flipped Casey up and over him. Kingston fell to his knees as he knew it bought him a little bit of time. He finally pushed himself up as he stumbled over and grabbed a hold of the ring bell. He jerked it off the time keeper's table as he held it in his hands. He waited for Casey to finally get to his feet and when he did. Kingston lined up to put Casey out.


Kingston proceeded to slam the bell right into Casey's mid-section dropping him to his knees. Then Kingston took the bell and slammed it right into the side of Casey's head knocking him out cold right there at ringside. Kingston tossed the bell to the floor as he looked at Casey laying there with this evil smirk featured on his face. Quite quickly he was enjoying himself and the damage he had done.

Adams: Brilliant! That was brilliant!

Simone: That wasn't brilliant, that was cheap and underhanded. He could have seriously hurt Casey.

Adams: Oh well! This is wrestling, not ballet!

At that point Kingston grabbed a hold of Casey's limp body and started to pull him up to his feet. Some how some way much like at Summer XXXTreme II. Kingston had got the seven foot three hundred pound monster up on his shoulders. Kingston held him there for a decent amount of time as he looked out at the crowd and proceeded to shout out at the top of his lungs.


That's when he flipped Casey off his shoulders and drove Casey's head into the unforgiving floor with his finishing move known as FALLING FROM THE EMPIRE and as soon as Casey's head hit the floor his neck folded under him making it look quite nasty. Casey's limp body was sprawled out all over the floor as Kingston held dropped to his knees laughing evil-like and holding his hands out to the side while the fans booed him. This is when the cameras cut elsewhere for the time being.

Justin Decent stands inside of the six sided ring alongside referee, Jacob Summers.

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first! He is from London, England, weighing 230 pounds ... Gabriel!

The opening chords to Nirvana???s ???Come As You Are??? starts to blast through the speakers, as the lights drop down. Flashing purple and blue lights flicker through the darkness as the words ???You will believe?????? covers the big screen. Smoke appears in the ring as the words on the screen changes to ?????? what I make you believe???. A flash of bright light jumps up from the middle of the ring, and Gabriel is seen standing already in the ring amongst the smoke and lights, wearing black leather pants and a black leather waistcoat, a long chain hanging from his neck, with a huge medallion with the letter G in a circle. He steps back, leaning back against the ropes, looking around the fans with an unfazed look across his face as he removes his jacket and lifting the heavy chain over his neck and hands it to the referee as the music stops.

Simone: Gabriel came up short in the Six Pack Challenge just two weeks ago in his quest to regain the SCW Heavyweight title, but he still has gold fever in those eyes of his.

Adams: Of course he does! he's the Sin of Greed. Singles or tag, he wants it all.

Simone: Well he has a very big test here tonight as he's going to have to get past the former Heavyweight champion, Simon Jones, in order to move forward.

Adams: A battle of two former Heavyweight champions! This could be the main event, easily!

Gabriel turns back to his corner and leans back against the turnbuckles to await his opponent.

Justin: His opponent hails from Birmingham, England, weighing 225 pounds ... Simon Jones!

"Be, I want to be
Just like you, what you do, I want to
Bleed, I'm gonna bleed
To belong, I give all that you need"

"I would give my life to get some rest
But I'll do anything when Simon says"

"Throw your hands in the air
Wave 'em around like you just don't care, yeah
Throw your hands in the air
Wave 'em around like you just don't care, yeah"

The fans cheer for the introduction of Simon but as his theme music continues to play and the spotlight on the stage highlights the entrance, the cheers begin to slowly subside as nobody steps out onto the stage. The music slowly fades from playing across the speakers.

Adams: Well, where is he?

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, Simon Jones!

Again, the announcement of the former champion's name brings in a heavy round of cheers from the crowd along the beach as Gabriel raises his eyebrows, watching for any sign of his opponent.

"Reap, I wanna reap
Everything that you sew I will keep
Creep, I'm gonna creep
And I'll do it again and again and again"

"I would give my life to get some rest
But I'll do anything when Simon says"

Gabriel looks out around the crowd to see if perhaps Simon might be making his entrance through the masses.

Simone: Something is not right here. Simon Jones has yet to make his appearance.

"Throw your hands in the air
Wave 'em around like you just don't care, yeah
Throw your hands in the air
Wave 'em around like you just don't care, yeah"

"I would give my life to get some rest
But I'll do anything when Simon says"

Gabriel steps over to referee Jacob Summers and says something and the official can only shrug, as baffled by what is happening, or rather what is not happening, as Gabriel himself is.

"Throw your hands in the air
Wave 'em around like you just don't care, yeah"
"Throw your hands in the air
Wave 'em around like you just don't care, yeah"

The song finishes and Gabriel throws his hands up and to his sides in frustration at Simon Jones not arriving yet.

Simone: What the hell is going on! That's twice now Simon has been introduced and he's not coming out to the ring!

Adams: Do you think he even knows he was scheduled to compete against Gabriel?

Simone: Of course he does! We all saw his promo, getting ready for the match.

Jacob walks over to Justin and whispers to the ring announcer briefly before Justin brings the mike up again.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, referee Jacob Summers has informed me that if Simon Jones does not come down to the ring by the count of ten, then the match will be forfeit and Gabriel will be declared the winner.

The crowd boos and Gabriel frowns himself at this decision. Jacob turns and signals for the bell to ring.


At the sound of the bell, Jacob Summers begins an official count.


Jacob signals and the bell rings again!


Justin: Simon Jones has not answered the ten count as per referee Jacob Summers' order! The winner as a result of forfeit, Gabriel!

The crowd cheers but there are indeed scattered boos from the fans, disappointed at being denied what was sure to be an epic one on one singles contest. Jacob attempts to raise Gabriel's arm in victory but Gabriel pulls his arm free from the official, equally upset and disappointed, despite being the technical winner. Gabriel drops down and rolls out under the bottom rope and walks back up the aisle, his feelings clearly expressed on his face and he slaps only a few hands before vanishing behind the curtains.

Adams: I don't get it. What just happened?

Simone: Simon Jones no showed his match, that's what just happened. I don't think that has ever happened before in the entire history of Sin City Wrestling! That man is going to have a lot of explaining to do!

Backstage, Hot Stuff is once again returning to his office. He notices that the worker he put in charge of watching his office earlier, is not standing outside like he was supposed to, and he looks around furiously.

HS: Can people ever do the job they are paid to do?

As Hot Stuff walks into the office, he stops dead in his tracks, yet again and stares ahead. He finds out exactly why the worker was not standing outside the door. It is because he is sprawled out unconscious on Hot Stuff's desk, with a note taped to his chest. Hot Stuff looks around, sick of the games as he walks up to his desk and tears the note of of the worker's chest.


HS: That's it...I've had enough of this shit.

Hot Stuff tosses the note into the trash can like the rest, and he storms out of his office, leaving the unconscious worker still on his desk.

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

Whoaa ohh ohhh x 3

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

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

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

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

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

Amy: Before i go into my main point of business, i would like to congratulate two people. The first people Roxi Johnson as she worked damn hard and successfully defended her title. The second is my sexy fianc??e - Kevin Carter.

Boos fill the beach, as Amy enjoys the sound and just smirks.

Amy: You do actually realise , that he doesn't give a shit whether you cheer or boo him.

More boos fill the beach as Amy just rolls her eyes.

Amy: Finished?

The crowd boo lounder and harder.

Amy: Anyway i wasn't out here to entertain you, i was out here because a certain someone has been coming out hear running her mouth, trying to act like she is relevant in this company and went as far as interfearing in my match at Summer XXXtreme.

And by now you know who i am talking about and that person is Roxanne.

You see Roxanne, at first i didn't mind it, you obviously needed a job, money and clearly you were desperate, but when you go as far as passing my name between your lips and interfering in my matches - now you have stepped into dangerous waters.

I am not just going to sit back and listen to you harp on any more, so get out here now and let me put an end to your cry baby, hard done by routine.

The lights in the arena go out, as a golden spotlight goes over the crowd, and comes to stop at the back of the stage, as "Trip the Darkness" by Lacuna Coil begins to play over the loud speakers filling the arena. A fog rolls over the back area of the stage as a figure appears on the stage. Necra appears out of the mist and she starts down the rampway. As she reaches the ring she climbs the stairs and slips under the ropes and stands in the middle of the ring. Necra raises her arms and as she brings them down, lightening strikes each of the posts and are set ablaze. The crowd cheers loudly as Necra calls for a mic, and looks at Amy who stands before her.

Necra: Amy I know that you're not that thrilled to see me, but I've come out here hoping that you and I can be friends and I can help you take care of the problems that have been bothering you. Roxanne is one of those people that needs to be taught a lesson as well as a few others.

The crowd cheers loudly as Necra looks around the arena. Amy shakes her head as she looks at Necra.

Necra: I know you still don't trust me, and I can't blame you for that. But I want you to know that I'm sorry for what I did, and I want to help you no matter how much I have to prove that I've changed.

The sound of a woman chuckling is heard over the PA system, causing both ladies to stop dead in their tracks. The laughing gets a bit louder the opening guitar riff of "Wicked Pussycat" by Danzig begins playing as an emblem of a purple rose with black wings spread from behind it appears on the stage. A purple glow takes over the stage. As the music picks up, Roxanne comes walking out onto the stage, clad in a leather top with a slit up fishnet shirt, leather skirt, and knee high heeled boots. She is accompanied by Electra Blaze and Boy, who is on a leash that Roxanne hands over to Electra. She waves her whip around behind her as she stops at the head of the ramp. She offers a gentle wink before parting her crimson lips to shout out ???GET ON YOUR KNEES!??? She lashes out with the whip before she and her pets continue on down to the ring. As they get there, the lights return to normal and she climbs onto the ring apron as her pets stay on the outside. Roxanne sets her whip on the top rope as she gets inside, holding onto a microphone with a sick smile on her face. She comes just a little too close to Amy???s face as Necra tries to step in between them. Roxanne just tilts her head back and lets out another laugh before narrowing a sinister glare at Necra that is meant to go right through her and to Amy. She puts a hand up in Necra???s face before lifting the microphone to her lips.

Roxanne: You??? are irrelevant to me in every single way. I don???t fear nor respect you, as I have overcome death. The only reason you were ever relevant to me was because we used to be friends.

Roxanne brushes past Necra which causes a sour look to overcome her face. She looks over to Amy who is about to raise the microphone to her lips until Roxanne places her hand gently over the top of that mic. She lifts her own to her lips.

Roxanne: Nobody wants to hear your annoying voice. I don???t normally agree with the fans, but would you just please??? shut??? the hell??? up? All we ever hear from you is false promises of making something of yourself, and the Bah Bah Black Sheep nursery rhyme. I came out to your match to make the point that you are nothing, but sadly I had to attack your half sister because you already proved that point for me. Yet you still come out here, running your mouth about how worthless I am, and then you have Ms. Kiss Ass over there. If you two really wanted to teach The Mistress of Pain a lesson, why don???t you put your money where your mouth is and fight me right now?

The crowd bursts into cheers for the suggestion, even though they aren???t totally behind Roxanne. Roxanne looks back to Electra and Boy who are eager to get inside of the ring to assist their mistress, and she orders them back to the barricade. She turns around with a falsely sweet smile, winking at them as she holds her arms out to her side. Amy steps forward and raises the mic to her lips.

Amy: Funny, i never called you worthless, but since you have raised the subject... yes you are worthless, and pathetic and cheap looking with your pvc get-up. You see Roxanne at least im trying to make a name for myself, dishing out fighting words, getting matches and getting title matches, all the while you bitch and moan week after week about having no matches.

Most normal people will ask management, but i suppose all that choking you have been doing has left you brain damaged.

Amy then steps forward and gets into the face of Roxanne.

Amy: And i have no problems beating on the special needs especially those who haven't stepped in a ring for the best part of a year and are outnumbered.

Necra smiles as she looks at Roxanne and then at Amy.

Necra: I think she does need a good ass kicking. She's been a thorn in both of our sides and well there's two of us and only one of her. And if her people even think about getting into this little fray...

Necra whistles into the mic, and Ex and Sothren appear on the stage looking down at Electra and Boy.

Necra: My people will take care of them.

Roxanne smiles as she drops the microphone to the ground, ready to start the fight. Necra and Amy both do the same, looking to double team Roxanne. However, they both lunge in her direction at the same time, blocking each other from even touching her. Amy growls and shoves Necra out of her way, surprising the Goddess who shoves her back without thinking. Roxanne uses the opportunity of seeing Necra gasping in shock to lunge toward Amy. Both ladies lock up in a good old fashioned catfight until Necra begins pounding on Roxanne???s back with heavy blows. Roxanne kicks back into Necra???s gut, but Amy yanks her over in a hair biel across the ring. Roxanne skids, but balances herself, ready to attack back when security storms the ring, two per woman, holding them back with everything they have got.

Jason: Why are we stopping this?! I want to see Roxanne get bitchslapped by these two!

Once they have Roxanne separated and out of the ring, she growls, trying to get back in. However, the laxed team inside of the ring isn???t prepared for Amy to strike at Necra with a hard right cross! The fans burst into cheers and jeers as the security tenses up, taking both ladies out of the ring while Roxanne cackles in the far corner, next to Boy and Electra. ???Scream??? by The Misfits begins playing again as Amy sneers at them both before being forced into the back. She shakes security off and flips Roxanne and Necra both off at the same time.

The scene cuts over to the parking area just off from the beach, where Nick Jones is seen walking from, with a very stern and serious look on his face. Nick clearly seems to be in a bit of sour mood based on his expression, even relative to his normal poor mood. As Nick continues on, after just a few moments he is quickly approached as SCW Backstage Reporter Ms. Rocky Mountains comes running over to Nick with a microphone in hand.

RM: Nick! Nick! If you can spare just a minute, I have a couple of questions for you!

As Rocky runs right up in front of Nick, Nick comes to a stop and simply glares at her for a few moments without saying a word. He eventually speaks, having a clear tone of annoyance in his voice.

Nick: Why in the world would I possiblhy want to do that? I've got far better things to do with my time.

Nick goes to walk past Rocky, but she steps in front of Nick quickly in order to block his path.

RM: Come on Nick, I just want to get your thoughts on how your match at Summer XXXTreme II ended.

Nick: And I'm just telling you I have no interest wasting my time talking about that bullshit.

RM: Don't be like that. Hell, if nothing else at least the view is great, right?

Rocky flashes Nick a big smile as she shakes her chest a bit towards Nick, clearly trying to use his past infatuation with her ample bosom to her advantage. However, Nick does not even bother to sneak a peak as he simply continues to glare at her.

Nick: Yeah, whatever. Are you done?

RM: No, I'm not done! This will all go much quicker if you just answer a couple of questions for me. Come on, this is the beloved Madame Mammaries you're talking to here!

Nick looks at Rocky with complete disgust and a bit of confusion after hearing her make that comment.

Nick: What, is that supposed to be funny or clever or something? Give me a break.

Without another word, Nick pushes past Rocky and walks out of the scene, as he leaves Rocky behind looking completely baffled as she cannot quite believe the last thing Nick said. As Rocky stands there looking confused and having no clue how to react, the scene eventually cuts away.

Justin Decent: Ladies and Gentleman our next match is scheduled for one fall!

The lights go out, and a bass line starts to thump over the PA and we hear the opening guitar riffs of Dethklok's 'Black Fire Upon Us.

Justin Decent: Introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Raynin and Darknyss...Weighing in at 165lbs from Detroit, Michigan...GOTHIKA!

On the titantron the image of three flaming balls of light streak through an image of the night sky as the music continues. The strains of the music plays over the PA as on the titantron, the three flaming balls rocket towards an image of the earth and the camera angle switches so it looks like they're coming straight towards the screen. They strike the same spot with a bright flash and three shadowy figures step out of the brightness.

Tonight We Ride On Clouds Of Fire
We're Damned By Gods Our DETHS Conspired
We Fear No Mortals In These Worlds
The Gift We Give You Is Your Soul

Fly With Us Tonight
Fly With Us Tonight

Simone: I always get the chills when these three come out to the ring.

Adams: Are you sure its the chills and not other body parts getting all tingly and excited?

Simone: I really don't get paid enough to deal with your stupidity.

The lights start to strobe to the beat of the music and we see the angels of The Fallen standing on stage looking confident. Gothika, Darknyss and Raynin stand on stage and raise their fists in the air looking around confidently before the lights come up completely. They go from one side of the stage to the other, talking junk to the crowd and throwing their fists in the air.

The Sky
Will Break
Black Fire
Will Wake

Fly On Through The Night
We Built An Allience
Our Numbers Are Strong

We Gather
But We Don't Prey To Gods
What Fools What Lunitics
They Must Think Of Us

Gothika, Raynin and Darknyss come back to the center of the stage and pose once more before they start to walk down the ramp to the ring.

But Now We Must Fly
Beasts In The Night
Tragic In The Sky
Battlefield In Sight

Storm Gathers Strong
Cold Blackend Flame
Tell Us Our Future
Stories Of The Slain

Darknyss stops at the center of the ramp as Raynin and Gothika each walk around opposite sides of the ring. Gothika slides under the bottom rope as Darknyss climbs up onto the edge of the apron and steps through the second rope and Raynin climbs the far stairs and grabs the top rope and flips over the rope.

Simone: I wonder how these ladies are feeling after losing their tag titles to Misty and Odette. They were the champions for quite a while, but now the dysfunctional combination of Misty and Odette are leading the division.

Adams: I wouldn't ask them if I were you. Gothika may have you for dinner.

Dangerous Creatures
Those That Oppose Us
Raped All Their Power
Bartered With Warlocks
Cheated The Demons
For Ancient Spells
The Blackened Fire
Waits To Consume Us

Raynin and Gothika each climb a corner throwing their fists in the air and pumping them to the beat of the music as Darknyss stands in the center of the ring, pointing at them and talking junk to the crowd, nodding. Raynin and Gothika jump down and switch corners, trying to hype up the crowd before they jump down and stand beside Darknyss, waiting for the match to begin.

Justin Decent: And introducing her opponent...Weighing in at 132lbs, from Tampa, Florida...She is the SCW Bombshell Champion...ROXI JOHNSON!

"Outsider" plays over the PA system. Once the lyrics begin, Roxi Johnson emerges from the backstage area, holding the Bombshell title high above her.

Simone: Roxi may have her work cut out for her tonight. Now is not a great time to be facing either member of the Fallen after their loss at Summer

XTreme II, and I'm sure Gothika will be looking to take her frustrations out on Roxi.

She pauses at the top of the entranceway, soaking in the atmosphere. She stares ahead at the ring and begins a slow walk towards it. She pauses from time to time looking around the arena. After a moment, she steps on the apron, and enters the ring through the ropes. Once inside, she runs to the nearest corner, jumps on it, and raises her arms to the cheers of the audience.

Raynin and Darknyss exit the ring, standing on the outside in support of Gothika. Gothika doesn't even give Roxi a chance to jump down from the ropes before she charges over to the champion, hitting the back of her knees and sending Roxi crashing down to the mat below and Drew immediately calls for the bell.


Gothika begins stomping away, delivering big boots to the back of Roxi's head. She reaches down and grabs a hold of Roxi by her long hair, dragging her back to her feet, only to deliver a powerful uppercut that sends the champion stumbling back into the corner turnbuckle as Gothika looks at her with a sick smile.

Adams: Is it just me or does Gothika look extra...hungry?

Gothika wraps her hand around Roxi's neck, grasping it tightly. Roxi struggles and tries to break free, but Gothika's smile grows even wider as she leans in, mouth wide open ready to strike! Drew is trying to get Gothika to release her hold, but his orders fall on deaf ears. Just as Gothika is inches away from Roxi's exposed neck, the champion gets a knee up, drilling it into Gothika's abdomen, forcing her to break the hold. Roxi doesn't give Gothika another chance to get back to where she left off, and she jumps up to the second rope. She uses the ropes for leverage and when Gothika comes at her again, Roxi kicks her in the face using both feet, causing the larger Gothika to stumble back.

Simone: Roxi just saved her own neck there...literally!

Adams: I told you Gothika looks really hungry! Starved even!

Roxi balances herself on the middle rope, then launches herself at Gothika with a flying clothesline. Both women crash to the mat, and Roxi hooks the leg for the pin attempt.

2..Gothika gets her shoulder up!

On the outside of the ring, Raynin and Darknyss cheer their girl on. Darknyss slams her fist against the mat, and Roxi glares over at the two, cautious about their presence at ringside.

Simone: Roxi clearly isn't very trusting of Raynin and Darknyss being out at ringside, and for very good reason. While it doesn't happen very often, they have been known to get involved where they shouldn't.

Roxi gets back to her feet, pulling Gothika with her. She takes her by the arm and whips her against the ropes, attempting a dropkick when Gothika rebounds back, but Gothika grabs a hold of the ropes, and Roxi crashes back down to the mat. Gothika stops Roxi from getting back to her feet, but kicking the champion in the back of the head just as she gets to her knees. Roxi falls forward and Gothika delivers a hard boot the the ribs. Roxi tumbles over, on her back, and holds her ribs as Gothika stalks her.

Adams: I'm afraid Roxi may need a blood transfusion or two after this match. Gothika is practically foaming at the mouth right now!

Gothika stands over Roxi, and she grabs a hold of Roxi's feet. Gothika sets her up for, and then locks on a figure four leg lock and Roxi yells out from the pain as Gothika increases the pressure on her knee. Drew drops down to the mat, asking Roxi if she wants to submit, but Roxi yells and shakes her head no as she tries to figure out a way out of the hold.

Simone: Roxi better think of something and quick. The longer than move is locked in, the worse her leg is going to feel.

Roxi lays flat on the mat, as she struggles on her next move. As soon as he shoulders hit the mat, Drew starts the count.

1...Roxi gets her shoulder up quickly, refusing the lose this way.

Gothika increases the pressure, causing Roxi to scream out suddenly, and Raynin and Darknyss cheer her on. Drew continues to ask Roxi if she wants to give up, but the champion refuses, as she looks around in panic mode now.

Adams: Come on Crab Girl!

Simone: That's just never going to get old is it?

Adams: Unfotunately for Roxi, no it's not.

Roxi looks behind her, judging how far away from the ropes she is as she reaches for them. She is not quite close enough and she uses every bit of strength she has to start pulling herself and Gothika towards the ropes. Gothika shakes her head, but it is useless as Roxi reaches the ropes and desperately grabs a hold of the bottom rope, but Gothike refuses to break the hold!

Simone: Oh come on Gothika!

Drew begins his mandatory count when Gothika ignores his orders. 1..2..3..4..She releases the hold at the last second to save herself from being disqualified. Gothika backs away from Roxi at Drew's orders, as Roxi pulls herself into the corner, grabbing a hold of her knee. She stretches it and moves it, trying to get the blood flowing once again. Using the ropes, she pulls herself back to her feet, trying to put pressure on her knee, and as soon as she is standing, Gothika charges at her, delivering a hard elbow.

Simone: Gothika is vicious tonight!

With no warning, Gothika quickly leans in, sinking her teeth into Roxi's neck! Roxi yells and struggles, and the only way she can get Gothika to back away is by delivering a hard headbutt, but even that that only helps her for a few moments. Gothika charges at her once again, but Roxi quickly ducks, then slams Gothika's head into the corner turnbuckle, then elbows the back of her head.

Adams: What did I tell you?! Now Roxi has two puncture wounds in her neck!

Roxi wipes at her neck, then checks her hand to see how much she is bleeding. Luckily it is not enough to worry about and when Gothika spins around, Roxi leaps onto the second rope as she begins delivering a series of punches. The crowd begins counting with each punch 1..2..3..4..5. The counting is quickly cut off as Gothika grabs a hold of Roxi, setting her up on her shoulders as she takes a few steps away from the corner turnbuckles. Roxi looks around panicked, and once Gothika is in the center of the ring, she lifts her eyes to look at the champion before she lifts her just a bit, then brings her crashing down to the mat with a sickening powerbomb! Roxi's head bounces off the mat, and its lights out for the champion, and Gothika drops down for the cover.



Justin Decent: Ladies and Gentlemen, your winner by pinfall...GOTHIKA!

Gothika gets back to her feet as Drew raises her hand in victory, when Raynin and Darknyss slide into the ring to join her. Gothika looks down at Roxi, licking the remnants of her blood off her lips.

Adams: I think I'm going to be sick.

Simone: Oh please, Jason. She does that all the time. You should be used to it by now.

Adams: So? It still makes my stomach churn.

Gothika yanks her hand away from Drew's grasp as she slowly begins to back away from Roxi at the encouragement of Darknyss. Gothika protests briefly, wanting to get another taste of Roxi, but she is helped out of the ring by her two closest friends, as Drew drops down to help Roxi. Roxi holds the back of her head as she is helped back to her feet and then out of the ring and to the back.

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

HS: Everyone's been buzzing around this big announcement that I have. It just so happens that I have not one, but two announcements.

Hot Stuff pauses for a second before lifting the microphone again.

HS: First off, as you can work out with Tom disappearing and Jordan talking retirement, the Supremacy is down to just Nick and I.... that's gonna change. As off now, Nick and I are targetting new people to fit us, not just random people, we know who we want and we're gonna get them.

Hot Stuff paces up and down the ring.

HS: Someone's gotta keep NXT under the thumb, might as well be us.

Hot Stuff smirks.

HS: Secondly, everyone seems to want to have a shot at me, so here's what I'm gonna do. I'm gonna put a time limit on you all. Every year, we have an event in about March called Blaze Of Glory. Well at Blaze Of Glory III, I will be wrestling my last ever match.

The crowd gasp in surprise.

Simone: Hot Stuff is hanging up the boots!

HS: Fear not, just because I'm not kicking your arses, doesn't meant I'm walking out of the office just yet. I'm still gonna be here but now you all have a limit of getting in the ring with greatness. I don't care who you are, what you've done, I don't even care if you're the tea lady, anyone who wants to step up between now and then, I'll take you on at Climax Control, I'll take you on at Supercards, I'll take ya on, on beaches, parking lots or post offices, I will take anyone on at any time, and I won't be losing a single damn match....

Hot Stuff is suddenly cut off by a low maniacal laughing, heard throughout the entire sound system. The screen lights up moments later as a blurred message can be seen, slowly growing clearer into view. Both the crowd and Hot Stuff stare at the screen, waiting for the message to be clear. It takes a little too long for Mark's liking, as he glares at the screen, clearly annoyed.

HS: I don't know which one of you brave idiots back there is doing this, but I don't like petty little games. You got a message to send to me? Say it to my face, because all this mystery bollocks only shows how much of a coward you are!

The slow laughing continues again as the message gets clearer. Hot Stuff rolls his eyes, his patience running very thin, and the message finally pops onto the screen, clear as day. Hot Stuff reads it and shakes his head with a laugh. He points to the message on the screen as the crowd looks at it.


HS: Thank you, whoever the hell you are, for wasting my time and clearly, yours. You want to face me? Show your damn face and I'll be more than...

"Ask and you shall receive, boss."

Simone: Wait a minute...I know that voice...Is that...

Adams: Ooooh boy, this is not good for Hot Stuff! Look who's back!

Hot Stuff glares down the ramp and to the backstage entrance and the crowd cheers as they mystery man finally reveals himself. Standing there, microphone in hand, sending a deadly glare is none other than...RAGE! The Sin of Wrath has returned and he has his sites set on the reason he has been gone for the past several months. Hot Stuff grins, offering the big man a slow clap.

HS: Well, well, well...Look who we have here? How ya been, baldy? Enjoying your suspension?

Rage's nostrils flare and he grips the microphone tightly, causing his knuckles to turn white.

Rage: Oh it's been just peachy, boss, but you want to know what I've been enjoying more?

HS: Clearly not the company of a fine woman, otherwise you'd be a little bit happier these days...

Rage: Ha, ha, ha...You're hilarious. Using the same jokes that every else uses, but I'll tell you what I've been enjoying more. I've been enjoying the thought of wrapping my hand around your neck again and finishing what I started five months ago. I've enjoyed the thought of doing what so many others have tried to do, but just weren't good enough to do.

HS: What makes you think you're so much better than the others, huh big man?'re not.

A wicked grin appears on Rage's face as he glares at Hot Stuff.

Rage: What makes me think I'm better? I don't think I'm better than any of those other assholes in the back. I know I'm better because I'm going to do what they couldn't. I'm not going to just beat you, Mark...I'm going to END you. Plain and simple, and there's not a damn thing you can do about it.

HS: Blah, blah, blah...Same bollocks, different dumb arse who thinks he can pull it off. You want to know the one big kink in that plan of yours, big man?

Rage: There is no kink in my plan...It WILL...

Hot Stuff shakes his head with an arrogant smirk.

HS: I don't think it will, because last I checked you're still suspended and you might just stay that way for quite some time. Sorry to burst your bubble, baldy.

This clearly doesn't sit well with Rage, as he takes in a deep breath, but is shaking as the anger increases. He is still gripping the microphone tightly, and he cracks his neck.

Rage: You wanna play that game, boss? You really think that me being suspended will keep me from getting my hands on you? Newsflash for won't!

Rage is about to head down to the ring, but Hot Stuff holds his hands up, warning Rage against this.

HS: Whoa, whoa, whoa...I wouldn't do that if I were you. As much as I'd love for you to walk your big angry arse down to my ring so that I can get back at you for that stunt you pulled back in April, it's not going to happen...Not if you want to keep your job.

Rage stops halfway down the ramp, glaring at Hot Stuff. It is taking every ounce of will power he has not to ignore Hot Stuff's warning.

HS: If you really want to kick my arse, by all means, try it. But I promise you this...If you step into this ring...MY ring...It will be the last time you step foot into this ring, because your suspension will turn into an immediate termination.

Rage is absolutely fuming at this point, pacing back and forth as he fights the urge. He's dying to get his hands on Mark Ward, but clearly he wants to keep his job, too. Hot Stuff smirks as he leans against the ropes and glares towards Rage.

HS: That's what I thought. Now, why don't you walk your arse backstage and find someone else to punch around, because it's not going to be me.

Rage: That is what you think, boss, but sooner or later you and I are going to collide in the center of that ring. I'll walk away...for now...but when you're done being a scared little pussy...You come find me. Don't make me find you...

Rage then tosses the microphone down and points to Hot Stuff, sending him a clear message that this isn't over. Hot Stuff shakes his head, not intimidated or scared even the slightest, as Rage disappears backstage.

Simone: I don't know if Rage is thinking clearly with this one...What reason could he possibly have for wanting to face Hot Stuff?

Adams: Hair envy?

Simone: I think it goes beyond that, but Rage may want to re-think this decision. He may be a force to be reckoned with, but if there is one thing that doesn't lie, it's history. And Hot Stuff has been nothing less than dominant inside of that ring for years.

Vixen can be seen walking along the halls backstage where technicians and crew are working feverishly. The cameraman chases her down and stops her just as the sound of high heels running on concrete can be heard and a breathless Pussy Willow catches up to her at the corner of two halls.

Pussy Willow: Vixen, I wanted to talk to you. I wanted to say???

Vixen smiles as she pats a panting Ms Willows on the back.

Vixen: Hasn???t anyone every told you speed kills Pussy? Breathe, just breathe. I am going nowhere.

Pussy uses the time to catch her breath then with one final deep inhale, she looks at Vixen.

Pussy Willow: I wanted to say congratulations again on getting engaged to Spike. Aren???t you worried about that though? I mean, look what happened last year when he was about to marry Misty.

Vixen: Misty and I are two very different women and Spike knows that. Besides, our personal life and our business life are two separate things so thank you for the congratulations but maybe let???s not dwell on the subject. I am sure you are here to ask about tonight???s tag match where Spike and I are teaming up in the ring for one night only.

Pussy Willow: Yes, let???s talk about that shall we? Tell me why you chose this match instead of a title match. After all, dream matches usually mean making a dream come true and winning a title.

Vixen: For most people that would be true and I would be lying if I said it didn???t cross my mind. However, thinking about the fact that I have won titles and am the current ACW women???s champion, I wanted a different dream fulfilled.

Pussy Willow: Oh really?

Vixen: Yes really. With Sin City not allowing the bombshells to fight against the men, I never got the chance to team with Spike. Last year in the Blast from the Past mixed tag tournament, there was only one man that I wanted to team with and it didn???t happen. So I made this my dream match. It didn???t matter who we teamed up against, just as long as I got to team up with Spike in a match.

Pussy Willow: Mixing business with pleasure Vixen? And how did Spike react to the request. Doesn???t he like retirement?

Vixen???s eyes cloud slightly as she lowers them to collect her thoughts.

Vixen: Once he stopped laughing???

Pussy Willow: He laughed? Oh em gee???really. Guess that must have done wonders for your ego.

Vixen: As I said, once he stopped laughing, he realized the full potential of what this match meant to me. But I knew the limits I could push him. I wanted this one night only match with Spike as my tag partner and I got it. I get to tag with someone who I consider is the best in the business. And this night is going to be the first night???

As Vixen???s hands emphasize her speech, the glint of a diamond flashing from her left hand brings a smile to her face.

Vixen: The first night of a very long and successful tag team.

Pussy Willow: So Necra and Brother Grimm aren???t scaring you any then? They certainly scare me???

Vixen: You have heard of the Boogey Man right?

Pussy Willow: Yessss???he???s not here is he?

Pussy looks around nervously as Vixen moves close and puts an arm around the shoulders of the scared woman.

Vixen: There is no such thing as the Boogey Man, he is just make believe just like the mystique of Necra and Grimm. Intimidation is something those so called immortals use well. But when you aren???t scared of them, they can???t harm you.

Pussy Willow: You aren???t scared?

Vixen: Nope, not scared at all.

Pussy Willow: Well I am and let me tell you that if one of them were to touch me with their cold dead hands, I would run in the other direction.

At that moment, a cold icy hand drops onto the flesh at Pussy???s neck causing her to scream and run. Vixen is knocked back a bit as laughter is heard from around the corner. Vixen straightens up and moves to find Jamie Staggs laughing against the wall, a cold bottle of water in his hand.

Vixen: Very funny Jamie, very funny.

Jamie Staggs: I know right?

Vixen just shakes her head as she heads towards the locker room followed by Jamie Staggs who is still chuckling.

The camera switches to show Hot Stuff Mark Ward sat in his office; a knock on the door is heard.

HS: Come in.

The door opens and in walks Jason O'Neil, an aquaintance of the now-former SCW Heavyweight Champion.

Jason: Good evening Mr Ward. Do you know who I am?

HS: Yes, you're a friend of Simon Jones.

Jason: And a semi-retired wrestler. But that's neither here nor there. The reason that I'm here, is to explain to you why Gabriel was left without with an opponent for tonight.

HS: Is that so? And where is Simon?

Jason: He's at home, in Canada, still coming to terms with his defeat at Summer

XTreme. I tried to get him to come to Aruba, I tried to convince him that the best thing for him to do was to get back in the ring at the earliest opportunity, but his confidence has taken such a dent that he says he can't handle having another match just yet.

Jason sighs.

Jason: This isn't the first time that the loss of a title has had such a strong effect on Simon: in 2002, after losing a title unification match, he took a break from wrestling of nine months; then the following year, after he lost the next title that he had held, he took a break of nine years.

HS: So, what - are you telling me that it's going to be a long time before he sets foot in a ring again?

Jason: With the state of mind that Simon is currently in, I'm sure that he'd like to be able to go home to the UK, and walk away from wrestling - possibly for good. But there's something that's different now, compared with his circumstances ten and eleven years ago, something that will ensure that Simon will be back competing again soon.

HS: Which is?

Jason: His wife is expecting; as much as I expect Simon wants to return to the UK, I also know that he wouldn't want to put his wife through the hassle of emigrating - not at this stage of her pregnancy - because of which, he'll be forced to stay in North America, and therefore will remain a member of the rosters of ACW, and SCW. So you can expect to see Simon back inside the six-sided ring before long - he just needs to be given a chance to get his head in the right place first.

HS: Well, I can agree to give him a week or two off, but I am going to have to fine him for failing to appear on tonight's show.

Jason shrugs his shoulders.

Jason: That's fair enough. Well, I'm sure that you're a busy man, so I won't take up any more of your time.

Jason extends his right hand; Hot Stuff gets up from behind his desk to shake it.

Jason: Oh, there is one more thing: is Jordan Williams really going to retire? I thought he wanted to avenge the defeat to a certain someone that he suffered at Into The Void II.

HS: You'll have to wait to hear what he has to say, just like everybody else.

The scene cuts away.

Behind the scenes of the highly successful Bash at the Beach???s first stop in Aruba, the waves crash against the white sand in the twilight of the day as Vixen and Spike walk along the beach in full ring gear. Spike almost appears on edge as his nostrils flare out in anticipation. His eyes are locked on the curtains in the distance as Vixen turns to him.

Vixen: Spike? Are you ready for this?

Spike slows down just a bit as he turns his head toward her. His almost blank expression turns to one of pure sadistic delight as he chuckles under his breath.

Spike: Am??? I ready for this? I am more than just ready. I???m excited. I???m actually ecstatic about the opportunity to prove to the world that I still got it.

Vixen: Are you nervous? I have to admit that somewhere deep down, I am.

Spike stops dead in his tracks and grabs onto Vixen???s hands gently. He pulls her in just a mere foot from him so that she can look up into his eyes. As he looks down, he can???t help but notice that they are sparkling in the orange glow of the setting sun.

Spike: What is there to be nervous about? We are going to that ring as a couple for the first time in active competition. We are going to prove why NXT is still thriving, but more importantly, we are going to prove that we are an amazing combination, inside AND outside of the ring. We are going to win this match, and there is nothing that Necra or Grimm can do about it.

Vixen slowly nods her head as she gazes up into Spike???s eyes as blue as the oceans in front of them. She sighs, not feeling satisfied with his answer at all. She turns away from him and his slightly sinister grin, and she buries herself under his arms, folding them over her chest in an embrace. As he tries to comfort her, she turns her head upward to look to him from the corner of her eye.

Vixen: I know we will win this match. I just can???t help but feel bad for Necra and Grimm. Lately, I just haven???t been able to control my anger in the ring. I snap in an instant, and you won???t be there to help them this time, because you will have snapped too. I???m just worried about how our mug shots might look when we cover the sand in their blood???

Spike: That???s my girl???

Spike leans down as Vixen lifts her head up, both of them chuckling excitedly. They engage in a passionate kiss under the sun as they wait for their cue.

Belinda: What??? the????

The scene opens up in the ring where we see Justin Decent ready to announce the next match on the card.

Justin Decent: Ladies and Gentlemen, this is a mixed tag team dream match scheduled for one fall!

The crowd goes crazy for the announcement clearly having high anticipations for the upcoming match.

Simone: This next match could headline a PPV but instead we???re giving it away on TV!

Adams: Yeah...wait, why is that a good thing?

Justin Decent: Introducing Team Number One, they represent NXT???..


???Smack Down??? by Thousand Foot Krutch hits the PA system like a ton of bricks and Spike Staggs comes out as soon as the verse is heard alongside Vixen; the crowd goes crazy for the two veterans of the ring as they make their way to the ring.

Justin Decent: The team of Spike Staggs and Vixen!

Simone: At Summer

XTreme II Vixen defeated her longtime rival, the controversial Syrian Bombshell Parand Ara and now she looks to continue that momentum tonight!

Adams: And with Spike at her side how can she loose?

The two veterans roll into the ring and pose for the crowd as they wait for their opponents, once the music dies down Justin gets ready to announce the next competitors as the lights in the arena go out, as a golden spotlight goes over the crowd, and comes to stop at the back of the stage, as "Trip the Darkness" by Lacuna Coil begins to play over the loud speakers filling the arena.

Justin Decent: Their opponents, first from the Isle of the Dead in Greece, she is ???The Goddess of the Dead??? Necra Octavian Kane!

A fog rolls over the back area of the stage, as two lines of men and women appear through the mist and stand on either side of the rampway holding banners with her symbol on it. Necra soon appears out of the mist and starts down the rampway dressed in a white and gold toga. As she passes the servants fall to their knees, as she stares straight ahead, ignoring the crowd around her. As she reaches the ring she climbs the stairs and slips under the ropes and stands in the middle of the ring. Necra raises her arms and as she brings them down, lightning strikes each of the posts and are set ablaze. Necra removes the golden crown and the longer part of the toga and turns to her opponents as she waits for her partner.

Simone: You could argue that Vixen vs. Necra is a dream match in its self!

Adams: Not the usual dreams I have involving the Bombshells but I???ll make do!


Necra smirks at Vixen who is clearly not intimidated by the taller bombshell as All of the lights in the building slowly fade out, leaving the arena cloaked in darkness. Then the voices of little girls is heard over the speakers, reciting;

"'B' is for 'Baby' ... 'F' is for 'Fear'
Beware for the children ... The evil draws near."

The screen above the ramp then flickers to life with the image of a music box...

The video ends and are replaced by the ominous melodies of O Fortuna (Carmina Burana). A select stage light ignites over the ramp, illuminating the lone figure standing atop the stage, as stoic and pale as an ivory statue. Poised and ready, Brother Grimm raises his head and slowly begins the descent towards the ring, paying no mind to the fans who watch with awe in their eyes as this enigmatic figure passes them, leaving a chill to many a spine in his wake.

Justin Decent: And her partner, from The Other Side of Darkness, weighing in at 246lbs, Brother Grimm!

Adams: I wonder how far ???The Other Side of Darkness??? is from Parts Unknown.

Simone: Probably not too far from Dudleyville.

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 devilish 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.

Simone: The fans are going crazy for the match and it hasn???t even started!

Adams: And look who???s starting for the teams!

After a few minutes discussing strategy the two teams decide to send in their Bombshells and Jasmine signals for the bell! Vixen and Necra circle around each other for a few minutes before eventually locking up, Necra uses her superior strength to back Vixen up into a neutral corner and Jasmine orders Necra to back off, she does and Vixen charges in for a clothesline attempt.

Simone: Vixen goes for the clothesline but Necra saw it coming!

Adams: OUCH! Vixen didn???t see that Yakuza Kick coming!

Necra goes for the first cover off the match 1???.2???.kickout by Vixen at two, rather than argue with the referee about it Necra instead locks in the Trap X Arm hold and keeps it locked in tightly, however Vixen is able to get an arm free followed by the other one, springs to her feet and hits the kneeling Necra with a dropkick to the face.

Simone: Neither woman can stay on top in this match!

Adams: I???d like them to be on top of me???..


Vixen goes for the first cover for her team 1???.2???.kickout by Necra but like Necra Vixen doesn???t let up forcing Necra to her feet and getting her head in position for a DDT, Necra tries to power her way out of it but Vixen is able to hit the DDT in mid-air! Vixen goes for another cover 1???.2???.kickout by Necra, Vixen brings Necra to her feet and bounces off the ropes before going for a whirlybird headscissors, however Necra is able to power her way out of it reversing it mid move into a powerbomb!

Simone: What strength by Necra!

Adams: But both Bombshells are too out of it to do anything! Which means it may be the men???s turn soon!

Jasmine starts the ten count on both Bombshells but only gets as far as seven before Vixen and Necra get back to their feet, Vixen tries to go for a tag to Spike but Necra grabs her foot in an attempt to stop her, it backfires however as Vixen dropkicks Necra with her free leg forcing the Amazonian Bombshell to let go and sending her rolling towards her team???s corner, Vixen makes a leap of faith and makes it tagging in Spike at the same time as Necra tagging in Brother Grimm.

Simone: And here comes the men!

Adams: And I need my popcorn!

Spike bulrushes Brother Grimm and the two men start brawling in the middle of the ring with neither men having a clear advantage, Spike has the superior experience however as he is able to duck under a wild right hand from Brother Grimm and drills him into the matt with a Powerful German Suplex! Spike holds on for the cover 1???.2???..kickout by Brother Grimm!

Simone: Spike almost had him there!

Adams: It???ll take a lot more than that to defeat a wrestler the caliber of Brother Grimm!

Rather than argue about the pinfall Spike locks in an Elevated Single Leg Crab that he calls the C-Stretch on Brother Grimm and has him in the center of the ring! Necra knows she can???t interfere and risk disqualification so she instead tries to cheer on Brother Grimm and get the crowd behind Grimm; it seems to do the trick as Grimm is able to reach the bottom rope and Spike breaks the hold at the count of four.

Simone: What will it take for this match to end?

Adams: Watch out, the Bombshells are brawling!

Vixen and Necra have started brawling with each other and Necra has the advantage, she backs Vixen up against the ring ropes and goes for a clothesline only to get backdropped to the outside of the ring by Vixen! Necra gets to her feet only to get met with a Suicide Dive by Vixen!

Simone: Well the Bombshells are out of the match!

Adams: And that just leaves the men!

Whilst the two Bombshells were brawling the men have initiated a brawl of their own but unlike the Bombshell???s Brawl there is no clear advantage, Brother Grimm sneaks in a Low Blow on Spike whilst Jasmine was distracted by the Bombshells and calls for the end!

Simone: Don???t let it end that way!

Adams: This isn???t right!

Spike gets put between Grimm???s legs and goes for the Grimm Reality, however Spike has recovered enough to backdrop out of the powerbomb attempt and stuns Grimm with a Superkick before hitting him with multiple headbuts followed by a Baldo Bomb aka the Spikey Plummet! Spike covers him and hooks the leg!


Justin Decent: Your winners are Spike Staggs and Vixen!

Simone: What a match!

Adams: A well-deserved win for the NXT Team!

Vixen joins Spike in the ring to celebrate their win whilst Necra checks on Grimm.

The scene cuts to a bit of a backstage area that is setup off away from the ringside area, set aside for any preparation needed by the wrestlers or crew. At this time, Nick is seen in this area with Diana and, as should be considered typical by now, the two of them are already in the midst of a heated argument.

Diana: Enough is enough, I don't need to deal with this crap and your pissy ass mood!

Nick: Oh, I'm SO sorry, maybe I should be in a fantastic mood after getting screwed over out of what by every possible right should be MY SCW Championship, is that right?

Diana: Why the hell should I give a crap? This isn't my problem, so take it up with whatever you have the problem with and leave me the hell ALONE!

Nick: This coming from the woman who endlessly bitches and moans about absolutely everything that ever happens to her, and I've got to listen to it all over and over again, but God forbid I shouldn't be acting in the exact way your highness wants me to.

Diana: Well then, I've got a new solution, you can sit here and continue to pout like a little baby, but I don't need to deal with this horse shit!

Diana turns and storms off into the distance as Nick watches her walk off, after a few seconds then screaming after her.

Nick: You ought to avoid the beach, you already have too much sand up your vagina!!

Nick then stands there, steaming a bit in anger when after a few more moments, walking by behind him is SCW's backstage nurse, Zoey Carpenter. As she is about to walk past, she spots Nick and starts to talk to him.

Zoey: Hi Nick!

Without even bothering to turn around, Nick immediately snaps back with an angry tone.

Nick: What the hell do you want?!?

Zoey is taken back by this reaction and, as Nick turns around to face her, his expression quickly changes as he realizes who it was he was talking to.

Nick: Oh, um... sorry about that. I thought you were... someone else. It's not important. It's just been, a rough couple of weeks.

Zoey: It's ok, it happens to all of us sometimes. Do you want to talk about it?

Nick: I appreciate the offer, but I really am not in the mood to talk, alright?

Even despite his apologies, it's clear Nick's mood is still rather poor as he still has a bit of an unpleasant tone to his voice, although seems to be in a much nicer mood than he has been seen all day.

Zoey: Oh... ok. Well sorry if I crossed any lines or anything, I guess it really is none of my business.

Nick: It's not that, it's just... I just can't do this right now. Trust me, you're the very last person I've got any sort of issues with right now, but I... I just can't.

Zoey: I understand, I'm sure it can be tough dealing with some of these things around here. Well if you ever change your mind and want to talk, I'm always around.

Nick: Thanks, I'll keep that in mind, but I wouldn't bet on this changing any time soon.

Zoey: Ok, well I just hope you feel better soon.

Zoey then leans in and givse Nick a quick hug, which draws a bit of a sigh of relief out of Nick in the process before she turns and walks off, as Nick watches her leave before the scene eventually cuts away.

The scene cuts to Hot Stuff Mark Ward in his office, sitting behind his desk. He sits there rifling through a few papers when a knock is heard at his door. He looks up to Drake Green standing in the doorway.

Drake: You wanted to see me, Boss?

HS: Yeah, of course mate. Come on in.

Drake walks in and Ward motions for him to sit down in the chair opposite his desk. Green takes his seat as Hot Stuff stands up and walks around the desk, leaning up against it as he talks.

HS: How is everything?

Drake: Good.

HS: I know you???ve had a tough up there with JJ so I just wanted to sit you down and see if there was anything I could do for you.

Drake: Really, Mark. I???m good.

HS: Are you sure? Because if you???re not you could talk to Hot Stuff. You???re part of the Sin City family now, Drake. We???.I take care of my own.

Drake: I appreciate that. I really do.

HS: Because when you???re with us???.when you???re with me you rise straight to the top. Above all of the rest. You understand what I???m saying to you?

Drake rubs his chin.

Drake: Boss???I gotta be honest. I have no idea.

HS: Supremacy. That???s what you need. It???s what you want. And I got it Showtime. The whole package. You and me, we could be something special.

Drake: Look???.I???uh???

Hot Stuff picks up his glass of scotch off of the desk and takes a sip.

HS: I understand you???re overwhelmed with admiration and gratefulness right now, Drake. I???m used to that. But you and I our going to do great things together. Monumental things.

Drake: Look, Boss???

HS: We???re going to take SCW by storm. I???m gonna run things my way and I want you by my side. As my hitman and my Champion.

Drake: Mark, I???m sorry.

Green stands up.

Drake: I appreciate it. I really do. It means the world to me that you think that highly of me. But I have to say no.

HS: You???re kidding, right?

Drake: I wish I was. But I???m on a mission right now and it???s just something I need to accomplish on my own. My people depend on that. I hope you understand.

HS: I can???t say I???m not disappointed.

Drake: I understand and I certainly don???t want to disappoint but I have to decline.

HS: Of course. You know my door is always open for you, Drake.

Drake: Thank you.

HS: No. Thank you.

Hot Stuff smiles at Drake as they shake hands and Drake leaves the office. Hot Stuff stares straight ahead and his eyes become narrow as his smile disappears. He clenches his fist and a look of anger quickly runs over his face. His face turns beat red for a moment before it subsides and the look of anger fades and is replaced by another smile.

HS: We???ll see how you do, Drake. We???ll see how far you get without me???

Goth can be seen preparing for his match as he sees the camera and he grins.

Goth: Are you ready champ? It is your first night as the big gun around here, your first night facing a guy who isn't worth it... or at least that's what the big champ says right?

He chuckles as he shakes his head and stares into the camera

Goth: But that's just it Kevin, am I? Am I not worth that belt? Am I not worth fighting for it? Just because I lost a few matches? Are you scared that you will lose to a guy that has beaten you and your partner in the past??? Or is it the fact that you KNOW I am better than you...

Goth grins as he gets up and walks off

Following her run in with Vixen and Eden, Misty is storming back to her own dressing room, her mood suddenly taken a one-hundred eighty degree turn. She pulls at her hair, and takes in a few deep breaths, trying to gather herself, but it is clear her emotions are getting the best of her. She lets out a frustrated growl and doesn't pay attention when she is walking in the dressing room. Ruby is just walking out, and the two collide.

Misty: Damn it! I'm sorry, Ruby. Are you okay?

Ruby dusts herself off, smiles and offers Misty an affirmative nod.

Ruby: I am perfectly fine. Is something troubling you? You

Misty tries to hide her true feelings by offering Ruby a smile and a nod, but she does a terrible job. Ruby immediately questions her.

Ruby: What is it? What is wrong?

Misty shakes her head, not wanting to get into it. She knows how Ruby feels about Spike, and admitting how she feels about the news of his engagement will no doubt come as a surprise to her.

Misty: It's nothing, Ruby. I promise. I'm fine.

Ruby: The hell you are. Something is bothering you, and I want you to tell me what it is. Right now.

Misty looks at Ruby, almost pleading with her not to press any further, but Ruby folds her arms across her chest as if saying she's not going anywhere until Misty talks. Misty sighs and throws her hands in the air in defeat.

Misty: Fine! If you really want to's about Spike.

Ruby's eyes widen in surprise.

Ruby: Spike? As in your vile ex-fiancee, Spike? What has that bastard done now?

Misty: It's not like that, Ruby. He hasn't done anything, except...

Her voice trails off, and Ruby stares at her.

Ruby: I'm sorry? He hasn't done anything except what?

Misty: Just forget it, Ruby. Forget I ever brought it up, okay? Were you just heading off to see Max?

Ruby shakes her head, now glaring at Misty.

Ruby: Do not try and turn this into a conversation about Max and I. Now, obviously Spike has done something to upset you or to hurt you somehow, and if you refuse to tell me yourself, I will just go find him and confront him myself!

Ruby is about to walk away, but Misty grabs a hold of her arm, stopping her.

Misty: No! Don't...Don't do that, okay? Spike has done nothing wrong, okay? He...He's engaged.

Ruby lets out a laugh and as she studies the look on Misty's face, her amusement turns to shock.

Ruby: You can't honestly be upset about that? You made the smartest decision of your life when you got rid of him last year. Tell me you're not really letting the fact that he is engaged to that harlot, Vixen, bother you?

Misty: Yes...I mean no! I mean...I don't know how I feel, okay Ruby? All I know is that Eden...MY walking around calling Vixen, Mommy Vixen, and you should have seen how excited she was when she told me about the engagement. Whether I like it or not, she loves Vixen...and so does Spike. They deserve to be happy, and clearly Vixen is what they need.

Ruby again lets out a laugh, but it is more of a disgusted laugh and not an amused one.

Ruby: Your daughter needs you, my Queen. She does not need some other woman trying to take your place, because it is YOUR blood that runs through her veins, not Vixen's! If I were you, I would not allow Eden to...

Misty: Stop, Ruby. Just STOP! Vixen has done nothing but take care of my daughter and treat her as if she were her own. She's been the mother that Eden has needed over the last year. She's done everything I haven't, and I can't even think of taking my daughter away from that. Not that Spike would even let me anyway. No..things are going to be as they should, and if Eden needs two mothers in her life, well then I am not going to deny her that.

Ruby's jaw drops open in disbelief.

Ruby: I feel as though I don't even know who you are anymore. I can not be around you right now. You need to come to your senses, because you should not give a damn about Spike or Vixen. You should be furious that they want to raise your daughter, but you are not and you are just going to let it happen!

Misty: I've got not other choice, Ruby.

Ruby: Oh, yes you do! You just think you don't. I guess my opinion does not matter to you anymore, so I will do you a favor and leave.

Misty: Ruby, wait...

Misty tries to grab Ruby's arm again, but Ruby yanks it away quickly, glaring at her.

Ruby: Do not touch me, and do not try to stop me. I need to go see Max.

Misty nods, disappointed and a little hurt, but she ultimately lets Ruby walk away. She takes in a deep breath as Ruby walks away, before she disappears into her dressing room.

Justin: The following match is for one fall and it is for the Sin City Wrestling Heavyweight Championship??? coming to the ring first from Utrecht, the Netherlands, weighing in at 239 pounds??? GOTH!!!

Darkside blasts across the sound system as Goth walks out to the ring, he is dressed in a long black Goth like robes. He is followed to the ring by Sapphira, who is wearing her usual Goth dress. Goth stops halfway the entrance way and stares at the crowd who are booing the owner of the AWA who grins and walks further on. In the ring he lets Sapphira take off his robe and he awaits his opponent

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

Justin: "Making his way to the ring at this time. He hails from Los Angeles, California. Weighing in tonight at 225 pounds, He is the Main Attraction and the Current Sin City Wrestling Heavyweight Champion: KEEEEEVINNNNN CAAAAAAAAARTTTTER!"

Kevin had made his way up the steps and made his way across the ring apron. In a rather cocky manner he slipped through the ropes and went right to one of the corners. He proceeded to climb it to the second rope and held his hands out at his sides leaning his head back almost as if he was telling the crowd to bow to him. Seconds later he leaped down as he began to remove his jacket tossing it to the outside. That's when he leaned into the corner turning his attention to the entrance way as his music died down.

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Both men are in the centre of the ring and the SCW fans are going crazy, not sure who to follow in this one. Kevin and Goth circle on another before coming together in the middle of the six sided ring with a thunderous thud. Locking up the two try and out-weigh each other. Goth starts to push Kevin towards the ropes but Kevin powers back and does the same to Goth.

Adams: I wonder who is going to win this one Simone?

Simone: Can???t you just wait and see?

Kevin pushes Goth violently into the ropes before taunting to the crowd showing that he was dominate alpha male.

Simone: Looks like Kevin won.

Adams: Yeah, Yeah!

Goth doesn???t let Kevin bask in his glory for long as the high flyer pops up and clashes into him with a flying cross body. Tumble down to the canvas Goth hooks the leg looking for a sneaky pin fall.


Kevin powers out of the pin and Goth spins around on the canvas, looking back at Kevin tapping the side of his head as if to taught the champion. Kevin looks on livid as he gets back to his feet, shrugging off what has just happened to him. The two connect again for a lock up in the centre of the ring, this time Kevin doesn???t waste any time in over powering Goth putting him in a side headlock.

Adams: Kevin once again showing his dominance.

Simone: That???s why he???s the champion!

Kevin smashes his right fist into Goth???s face while pulling him back into the ropes, driving the gothic one???s back into the turnbuckle. Kevin goes for a running bulldog but Goth holds onto the ropes, Kevin still goes forward before discuss spinning around only to be met with a spinning heel kick. Goth doesn???t bother going for a pin this time as he climbs the top rope and comes crashing down with a massive Swanton bomb.

Adams: Holy Smokes???

Simone: That???s the well-known pace of Goth, always surprising.

Once again avoiding the pin Goth drags Kevin to the centre of the ring before dropping his balled fist into the face of the current champion. Kevin holds his nose as Goth gets a stern talking to from the referee. Getting back up to his feet Goth who seems to have taken the advice of the referee decides once again to drop his closed fists directly into the nose of Kevin Carter busting him wide open.

Simone: Kevin???s bleeding, Goth is like a rabid animal!!!

Like a shark who senses blood in the water Goth grabs onto Kevin???s face and digs his fingers into his eyes and yanks on the bloodied nose. The referee starts counting to five and Goth breaks just after four is called. Getting up to his feet the Gothic one runs towards the ropes to get speed before returning with a low drop kick, his feet connecting firmly with Kevin???s face.

Adams: Goth just continues to go after Kevin???s pretty face.

Simone: Ummm okay?

Goth slowly stalks back up to his feet as he watches the referee check up on Kevin. Kevin staggers to his feet and starts to charge towards Goth.

Adams: Look out!!!

Kevin picks up Goth as he runs towards him and drives him towards the rope with a vicious spear. Goth???s body folds and squeezes out between the top and middle rope.

Simone: Goth has hit the sand!

Kevin leaps out of the ring with a stunning cross body, Goth catches him but the force from Kevin is too much and both land on the hard sand around them.


Kevin starts to unleash a fury of left and right punches onto Goth before looking up and seeing his busted nose on the mini tron. A look of sheer pleasure crosses his face as Kevin drags the smaller Goth up to his feet and hurls him into the steel steps. Goth???s knees come into direct contact with the steel but as he collides Kevin is already back on the attack, forcing Goth???s face to meet the steel as well Kevin delivers three mean shots. Letting go of the weakened Goth, Kevin rolls into the ring breaking the ten count before rolling back out.

Adams: The Champion is showing the challenger who???s the boss.

Stalking Goth Kevin watches as he stumbles round on the sand, approaching him Kevin ducks down to pick Goth up but Goth has a hand full of sand that he sprays into the face of Kevin. Kevin???s screaming in discomfort as now Goth slowly grabs onto Kevin and drives him face first into the steal steps. Kevin upon impact flies back and now Goth rolls into the ring breaking the count to ten. Getting up to his feet Goth runs to the other side of the ring before coming back charging at the ropes like a bull at the gate. Leaping over the ropes Goth goes for a corkscrew take down but the bent over Kevin stumbles out of the way. Goth???s body makes contact with the sand and Kevin is quick to get out of there. Rolling into the ring Kevin???s still trying to wipe the sand out of his eyes.

Simone: His eyes must be burning!!

Adams: But considering that, Kevin is handling this match very well.

Goth is teetering in pain on the outside as the referee is checking up on the champion on the inside. Getting up from his back Goth staggers to the ring and slides back into it. crawling across the canvas Goth is straight back on the hunt for Kevin, but Carter sees him coming and is able to kick him swiftly in the face. Staggering up to his feet Kevin starts to unleash kicks of fury to the back of Goth. Picking Goth up, Kevin just drops him back down to the canvas with a Double Hammerlock DDT. Grabbing the leg Kevin hooks it.


Goth kicks out, getting Kevin to slam his fists onto the canvas in anger. Getting to his feet once more Kevin scoops up Goth and hugs into his belly for a massive German Suplex, not just one but two, now makes that three No wait four!!

Adams: Go for five, go for five!!!

Simone: Kevin hasn???t loosened the hold yet!!!

Kevin drops Goth to the canvas after the fifth German Suplex in a row and watches his body look limp and lifeless. Returning to his eyes Kevin is still trying to get the sand out.

Simone: Surely there???s no more sand in his eyes.

Adams: It would just be the icky feeling Simone!!

Simone: Thanks captain obvious.

Through gritted teeth the Champion gets back to his feet and stumbles towards the ropes looking down at Goth???s lifeless body. Kevin finds some momentum and comes crashing in with a springboard elbow drop. Taking his timed to recover the champion wipes the blood from his nose and heads towards the nearest turnbuckle, climbing it the crowd look on amazed as Kevin sets up for a shooting star press. Goth who still hasn???t moved is just in the right spot and Carter comes roaring in his body slamming against Goth???s.

Adams: Kevin???s got this!!!

Simone: This one is over!!!

Slowly hooking the leg Kevin starts to count with his fingers up in the air.

2??? ?? ???



Somehow someway Goth is able to get the shoulder up off the canvas which brings disbelief to the eyes of Kevin. Rolling over Goth stares at Kevin and a wicked smirk crosses his face as the Champion looks on in disbelief.

Simone: I think Kevin Carter right now is wondering what he has to do in order to put Goth away!

Kevin gets to his feet quickly and goes on the offensive, driving three straight right hands into Goth, preventing him from getting time to properly recover. Kevin drags him up to his feet and brings him over with a belly to belly suplex. Kevin then looks out to the capacity crowd along the beach and signals, prompting them to cheer as he starts to go up top.

Adams: Kevin is going to fly! He has Goth right where he wants him!

Simone: If he hits this it will definitely be all over!

Kevin stands up on his perch and smiles. He then vaults off for a Shooting Star Press -- but Goth brings his knees up into Carter's exposed stomach!

Adams: And that folks is why they call it high risk!

Kevin staggers to his feet, lurched over and clutching his stomach in agony! Goth pulls himself to his feet and as Carter turns around, Goth grabs him in a front facelock and ...

Simone: Chaotic DDT!

Goth rolls Kevin over and hooks both legs!


The crowd is stunned into silence as the bell rings, signifying the end of the match!

Ding, Ding, Ding!

Adams: Did he...!?

The officials brings the SCW belt over to Goth and raises his arm and that is enough to break the silence and a riot of scornful boos ignites!

Adams: He did! Oh my god! He did!

Simone: We have a new SCW Heavyweight Champion!

Justin: Here is your winner, and NEW Sin City Wrestling Heavyweight Champion ... Goth!

The crowd shouts their disapproval and boos at deafening levels as Sapphira climbs into the ring and practically jumps into Goth's arms as he holds the SCW belt aloft! Kevin is in pain, holding his tender midsection and he looks on in stunned disbelief!

Adams: I can't believe that Goth is the new champion!

Simone: Nobody can! Kevin took a risk and unfortunately it did not pay off! Goth took advantage of that one simple error and he stands tall as the new champion!

Kevin rolls from the ring and walks back up the aisle, stealing glances back at the ring as Goth has Sapphira gleefully wrap the SCW belt around his waist and the credits start to roll.

THANK YOU! To Chris, Mark, Erik, Courtney, Maggie, MK, Simon, Casey, Drake, Vixen. Also thanks again to Vixen for the great match banners and to all you guys for your hard work.