Climax Control

The program opens with a high angle shot of the capacity crowd on hand at Club Theatro in Marrakech, Morocco. The crowd is subdued, quieter than would be normal but this day is different.

Surrounding the ring and lining the aisle and stage are the Superstars and Bombshells of Sin City Wrestling, heel and face, along with all the staff, backstage as well as public. They stand silently, facing the SCW-Tron above the entrance stage as it slowly comes to life...

The SCW staff and stars applaud, as does the crowd on hand inside of the Club Theatro with a chant slowly growing...

Crowd: WARRIOR! WARRIOR! WARRIOR!

Simone: A fitting tribute to the man known as the Ultimate Warrior, Jim Hellwig.

Adams: RIP Warrior!

Simone: But we have a show tonight, so welcome to Marrakech, on the first leg of our African Tour, welcome to Climax Control, I'm Belinda Simone

Adams: And I'm the bloke that is headbanging to Nirvana right now, but you can call me Jason Adams.

Simone: We have six...

Adams: Seven...

Simone: Six...

Adams: Don't ya hate it when people don't roleplay and you have to edit?

Simone: I do. Anyway, six golden matches and we kick off with something interesting, two returns and two debuts and Becky "Ragdoll" Jones and Veronica Taylor return to SCW in a four corners match with the dubuting The nurse Cynthia Warren and Electra Styles.

Adams: It's in the blood, you work here once, you wanna come back. this should be fun.

Simone: It should, match two shows us something different, as Holly Wood makes his debut against Connor Murphy.

Adams: His?

Simone: His

Adams: This ones gonna confuse me like shampoo.

Simone: More than likely. Next up Steve Ramone takes on the man who wants to do our job for us, Gene Banton Jr,

Adams: I'm cool with that, hot dog break

Simone: Emma Rose is on a roll lately, tonight she could take a big step towards gold, because tonight, she takes on Roxi Johnson.

Adams: I want the real Roxi back, I miss real Roxi.

Simone: It's weird Jason. Guns For Hire, no doubt one of the best SCW has ever seen,, is on the card, against Max Burke and the returning Duke Ata Tupoi

Adams: Not gonna lie, Duke scares me but he has an awesome entrance. I wanna learn the Haka!

Simone: Ummmmmmm, yeah, I'm sure he'll teach ya. Main event tonight, we have a title on the line, Roulette title to be exact, Brother Grimm defends the belt against the returning Kain!

Adams: I had to rub my eyes sixteen times when Kain appeared, but this one is gonna be mental.

Simone: Say it Jason...

Adams: I shall..... GO GO GO! SCW IN AFRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRICA!




The lights dim down slightly as white strobes flash quickly above the stage. The opening buzzing to “Where Eagles Dare” by The Misfits plays. Once the bass starts up, the lights flash along to the beat of the music. Erik pushes his way through the curtains, wearing a navy blue designer suit. He is carrying a clipboard in his hands as he grins sadistically out at the cheering and booing crowd. He walks down the entryway, soaking in the mixed reaction as if they power him. He pauses at the end of the ramp and looks out to both sides. He dashes up to the ring and leaps onto the apron before climbing inside. He looks around at the audience with his sarcastic smirk before grabbing a microphone. He pauses in the center of the ring, waving his arms out at the sides, asking the fans to keep it coming. He looks over to his wrist watch and taps it, shrugging his shoulders as the cheering and booing finally dies down. He slowly walks over to the corner where Justin Decent hands him a microphone.

Erik: It has been wonderful spending some much needed time away from SCW after such a hotly anticipated show like Blaze of Glory III!

Fans: *POP*

Erik: I know our stars really needed a break after putting themselves through hell and high water to bring you the Sin City Wrestling standard that the world has come to know… You know, I kind of needed a bit of a resting period myself. Do you want to know why?

Erik pauses as he allows the audience to ponder his question for a moment. He walks around the ring, cupping his hand to his ear as he listens to the various answers that are thrown his way. Some of them make him chuckle, while others inspire a sour look on his face. Finally, he comes around to someone who knows what he means, and he snaps his finger, pointing at them.

Erik: Ding ding ding! Somebody get that guy a free SCW t-shirt… See, I spend a lot of my time off camera being yelled at, screamed at, and threatened by unhappy wrestlers, reporters, even stagehands… But the roughest thing was having Delia ream my ass… quite literally…

Erik smirks, even offering a wink as the audience bursts into laughter. Erik adjusts his pants as he is proud of himself for further rubbing it in her face. He enjoys a short chuckle with the audience before bringing the microphone back to his lips.

Erik: You like me? You really, really like me… But, of course I am not out here to tell jokes, or to sell you a sob story. I come out here with a couple points to make… First off, I would like to congratulate Brandi Shotze and Simon Jones on their historic victory in the Blast From the Past Tournament…

Fans: *POP*

Erik: It truly was amazing. Some people were buzzing around backstage about a new Heavyweight Champion, but Simon Jones did exactly what he said he was going to do. He made SCW proud, and he walked away with the belt, and a trophy…

Erik paces back and forth for a moment as if trying to think of what to say next, also allowing the fans to wonder where he is going with this next.

Erik: Now, we all know based on tradition, that the winners get shots at the top titles in their respective divisions. That has not changed. We will see Brandi Shotze compete at the African Tour Supercard, title to be announced… for the Bombshell Championship.

Fans: *POP*

Erik: But that leaves a bit of a question on everyone’s tongue… Simon Jones IS the top champion in his respective division, so what does he get? Rumors have been flying around backstage… Does he get a shot at the Roulette Championship? Will he have the opportunity to pick a partner and go after the Tag Team Championships? Hell, I’ve even heard rumors that people suspect that he will go after the ACW Championship…

Fans: *POP*

Erik: All of which would be pretty epic, wouldn’t they? However… none of them are true…

The fans boo at this announcement, causing Erik to smirk in response. He shrugs his shoulders before continuing on.

Erik: A minute ago, you were laughing with me, and now you’re booing me. Don’t shoot the messenger! When the tournament was created last year, the rules were established pretty firmly. The male would get to go after the Heavyweight Championship. We didn’t foresee the Heavyweight Champion being the winner of the tournament… However, we have added a clause in the event that this happens again in the future. See, we have decided that Simon shouldn’t have to walk away empty handed. I am here to officially announce that at the unnamed African Tour Supercard, Simon Jones will get to face… anyone of his choosing!

Fans: *POP*

Erik: That’s right. Simon Jones will get to pick his opponent for the Supercard. However… if he is to lose the championship between now and said Supercard, the option of picking an opponent will ride along with the belt to the new champion. But, judging by Simon’s epic defense in the tournament, that is highly unlikely. While this is big news for Simon, it is also big news for the roster. Simon Jones is a reasonable man, and he could very well pick anybody from the roster to face. If you would like a shot at the title, why not plead your case? That is… if you have the guts?

Erik lets his last statement linger for a moment before dropping the microphone down to the mat. He smirks as “Where Eagles Dare” blasts over the speakers. He makes his way to the ropes as the fans cheer at his announcement.

Simone: That is huge news from our Head of Talent Relations! Simon Jones gets his pick of challenger for the African Tour Supercard!

Adams: He could very well pick anybody. Hey, Simon! Pick me! Pick me!




As soon as the show starts up, we see Delia, Holly Wood, Veronica Taylor, Angelica, and Tessa Flannigan walking through the high capacity crowd on their way to the back. The fans reach out to try touching the women, but they shrug off all advances. Tessa stops as she sees a guy that she admires, looking him up and down with a smile on her face. Holly grabs onto her and drags her through the curtains and to the back. Tessa doesn’t look too pleased as she looks back, admiring the man through the curtains. Tessa pulls her arm free from Holly’s grip.

Tessa: Did ye see him? That bloke was fuckin’ fit!

Holly: Gurl… there’s plenty of time for that after the show. Cool off your box for like a minute, kay?

Tessa sighs as she rolls her eyes. She follows after the rest of the Mean Girls, looking disappointed. As soon as they round the corner, Tessa bumps into a young man in an NXT hooded jacket. She scoffs at the jacket until he turns around, showing off a gorgeous face. She blushes sheepishly as he smirks back at her. He places his arm up on the wall as if to block her from going anywhere. She flashes him a smile as he looks into her emerald eyes. He speaks to her in a British accent

Man: Hiya luv. You’re Tessa Flannigan, aren’t ya? Seen you on the telly, but it don’t do ya any justice, beautiful.

Tessa: Well, yer not half bad yerself…

Man: Why don’t we disappear somewhere, let ya girls bugger off to the make up table as we get to know one another a little better?

Tessa: Ohh… um, I really should…

He flashes her the saddest of puppy dog eyes, melting her instantly. He steps closer to her, pouting out his lower lip as she takes in a deep breath.

Tessa: I’ll catch up with ye girls later, alright?!

Tessa hooks arms with the man as they walk off in the opposite direction. Holly rolls her eyes as she turns back to follow Veronica, Delia, and Angelica.




Justin Decent: The following contest is scheduled for one fall… Introducing first, from Los Angeles, California, standing at 5 feet 8 inches, and weighing in at 116 pounds, begin accompanied to the ring by Angelica… VERRRRRRRONICA TAYYYYYYLORRRRR!!!

Chick Habit by April March hits over the pa system as the lights begin to flash all over the arena, as the fans give a loud ovation of booing as the camera pans and from the back enters Veronica Taylor with an arrogant smirk on her face. Behind her is Angelica, taunting the audience along with Veronica. As the fans boo them, she yells at them to shut up before striking a series of arrogant model poses which gives her some cat calls from the men but mostly boos and then she keeps up her walking the run way strut down to the ring stopping now and again to taunt the fans and show herself off with some poses showing off her sizzling ring attire and entrance jacket, before climbing the ring stairs and stands on the ring side doing another arrogant model pose before whipping her boots off and then she orders the ref to hold the ring rope down which he does she then enters the ring walking around with her hands in the air posing some more yelling at the fans to shut their disgusting mouths and take a look at true beauty and class or something along those lines as her music cuts she waits for her opponent, as she takes off her necklace and places it in the corner she then stands by it leaning on the rope.

Justin Decent: And her opponent… Hailing from Caledon, Ontario, Canada, standing at 5 feet 11 inches and weighing in at 130 pounds, she is… ELLLLLLLLECTRAAAA STYLLLLLLLLESSS!!!

"Electric" by Shawn Desmond plays and Electra makes her way to the top of stage. The crowd roars and she blows a kiss out to them then starts to walk down the ramp waving to fans on the way down. She hops onto the apron then seductively slides into the ring. Once in the ring she blows a kiss with both hands out to the crowd then awaits her opponent.

Justin Decent: And their opponent… Coming at us from Portland, Oregon, standing at 5 feet 4 inches, and weighing in at 120 pounds, she is… BECKY ‘RAGDOLL’ JONNNNNNNESSSSSSS!!!

Lighting a signal flare at the top of the ramp, Ragdoll surveys the ring and arena. Wearing an open leather jacket over her ring gear with a skull mouth bandana over her mouth as she walks down towards the ring lighting her way with the flair as a thick plume of coloured smoke follows in her wake, her face highlighted by the light of the flare. Stopping before the ring she tosses it into the centre of the ring, before climbing the outside of the ring post, and surveying the arena one more as the arena lights fade up, as she drops into the ring ready for her match, smiling as she slowly pulls down the bandana so it sits around her neck as a member of the ring crew takes her jacket and the now burnt out flare.

Justin Decent: And last, but not least… From Charlotte, North Carolina, standing at 5 feet 4 inches, and weighing in at 120 pounds, she is… ‘THE NURSE’ CINDY WARRRRENNNNNNNN!!!

“Get Well Soon by Reggie & The Full Effect” blasts all over the speakers. As it does the beautiful Cindy Warren emerges from the back accompanied by her husband James. She smiles as she is wearing a stethoscope around her neck. She holds the end to the crowd to check the life of the crowd and they welcome her with loud cheers. She grins as she stretches her arms out and slaps the hands of the people cheering her on. She slides into the ring and slowly rises to her feet. She proudly raises her hands in the air and waits for her opponent to come out.

DING! DING! DING!

Adams: And they’re off! None of them want to waste this opportunity to make an impression.

Simone: No they don’t, Jason. We’ve got two newcomers with Electra Styles and Cindy Warren, and two returning Bombshells in Veronica Taylor and Becky “Ragdoll” Jones…

Immediately, chaos breaks loose as Ragdoll rushes into Veronica Taylor, and Electra and Cindy tie up in the center of the ring. Electra and Cindy both struggle, despite the distinct height advantage that Electra has over Cindy. Electra finally gets behind Cindy, ready for a German Suplex. She flings Cindy back, but immediately Cindy wiggles free and flips back to a standing position. Electra comes on her back and Cindy lands an Elbow Drop. The fans cheer at this display. She picks Electra up from the mat and hooks her arms around her neck for a Snap Suplex, landing it.

Simone: “The Nurse” Cindy Warren is impressive here already.

Adams: Huh? I can’t seem to take my eyes off of Ragdoll and Veronica over there…

Drew Patton has a tough time intervening between Veronica and Becky as they both have their hands wrapped around each other’s throats. Both women refuse to give up their hold as Drew begins to assert himself with a count to throw both ladies out of the match! 1! 2! 3! 4! Finally, but ladies let go, but not before Veronica hits a cheap kick to Ragdoll’s gut. Veronica then grabs hold of Becky’s short hair, yanking her down to the mat where she locks on a Camel Clutch, trash talking Becky as she stays down there. Veronica can’t seem to keep hold of Becky for too long before Becky scoots back close enough to the ropes for a break. Drew calls it, but Veronica refuses to let go. Angelica sneaks around the side and knocks Becky’s foot off of the ropes, but Drew scolds her, making her back up. Becky slings her foot back on the rope and Veronica acts more obedient now, letting up.

Simone: This brings back memories… Angelica fighting Veronica’s battles, and Veronica acting like it is all her…

Adams: I disagree. Veronica Taylor is just playing this one strategically. Though, it definitely does border on cheating.

Back on the other side of the ring, Electra has shaken the cobwebs free, and is taking it to Cindy. Electra ducks a Clothesline attempt from Cindy, bouncing off of the opposite ropes t come back with a Flying Crossbody. She sticks the landing and hooks the leg.

1!

TW…KICKOUT!

Before Drew’s hand hits the mat a second time, Cindy gets a shoulder up. Electra immediately rises from the mat, and hits a Standing Moonsault. She hooks the leg once more, with cheers ringing around the entire venue. Drew drops down once more, but before he can make a count, Cindy gets her shoulder up. However, it doesn’t matter as Veronica Taylor grabs onto Electra’s hair, yanking her up. Veronica grunts as she hits a Hair Biel that sends Electra skidding across the mat. She wiggles her fingers to free Electra’s hair from it as Angelica claps on the outside. Veronica readies herself for a Spear on the rising Electra, but she feels someone tugging on the back of her trunks. She tries to kick at Cindy, but it is just a little too late as Electra comes flying at her, Cindy steadied on all fours, sending Veronica toppling over onto her back. Electra gives Cindy a nod of respect as Ragdoll jumps onto her shoulders. She spins around with a Hurricanrana on Electra, hooking both legs for the pin.

1!

2!

Adams: The Nurse just responded to the Code Blue call from Electra! And I finally made a nurse pun!

Simone: And you’re proud of that one? Either way, Cindy Warren came in for the save, and Electra is grateful for it.

Ragdoll shoves Cindy back in a fit of anger, but Electra returns the favor by grabbing onto Ragdoll’s head and rushing forward with a Running Bulldog. Ragdoll holds onto her head, trying to shake the cobwebs free. Electra stalks her pray, while giving a hip swinging gesture to get the audience behind her. As she gets closer, Ragdoll rolls to the outside of the ring. She stops around a bit, trying to regain her composure. Electra keeps a close eye over her shoulder at the action going on behind her as she sees Angelica come up behind Ragdoll. She spins Becky around, with Drew preoccupied, and gets ready to strike. However, Electra leaps over the ropes with a Suicide Dive, Becky dodging it as best as she can.

Fans: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Adams: I swear I felt the breeze from that collision. Serves Angelica right.

Simone: Electra is smart to treat Angelica just as cautiously as one of her opponents, but she better not forget about those actual opponents either!

Inside of the ring, Cindy Warren and Veronica Taylor are going at it, but Veronica has a slight upper hand as she straddles Cindy’s back, slapping the back of her head in frustration. Drew watches her carefully, warning her not to try anything funny. Veronica sticks her tongue out at Drew and then gets off of Cindy. She points Drew’s attention to the outside where Electra is wailing on Angelica, much to the fan’s delight. Ragdoll stares, letting her opponent wear herself out. Drew walks over to the ropes and begins his count, all while Veronica rips her diamond studded necklace from around her throat. She wraps it around her fist and gets ready to hit Cindy. However, as she turns around, Cindy is right there, ripping the necklace free and tossing it to the outside. Veronica quickly runs away from her opponent, giving chase as Cindy tries to follow. Veronica screams at the top of her lungs as the fans laugh.

Adams: I think Electra has finally given up on Angelica, who has high tailed it up the ramp.

Simone: Drew’s count is getting up there pretty quickly though. She might want to get back inside of the ring.

As if she had heard Belinda, Electra rolls back inside of the ring, only to have Ragdoll catch her with the Pendulum Swing, a stiff Ax Handle to the face! Veronica is still circling the ring, with Cindy in hot pursuit. Veronica bumps into Ragdoll in the process, causing her to turn around, inadvertently clashing with Cindy. Veronica turns around to watch as the two trash talk each other, and decides to strike. Veronica charges with a high knee, aiming for the back of Ragdoll’s head. However, Ragdoll moves out of the way, and the knee collides with Cindy’s face, knocking her down. Veronica goes down for the cover.

1!

Ragdoll laughs at the audacity of Veronica, ready to break it up immediately. However, Angelica is back, holding on to Ragdoll’s leg, stopping her from intervening.

2!

Electra returns Cindy’s help, saving her own hide as well, by yanking Veronica off of Cindy, by the hair, and giving a Hair Biel of her own to repay Veronica.

Simone: Electra Styles seems to be the giving type, paying these ladies back three fold!

Adams: Somewhere in the back, I can hear Marty McFarge making about fifty dirty jokes out of that…

The crowd is hyped up until Veronica cracks Electra in the face with a hidden object, quickly hiding it in her top before Drew can see it. She steadies Electra for an Implant DDT. However, Ragdoll doesn’t seem too happy with Veronica, spinning her around and throwing her into the corner. She follows quickly behind as she runs up the ropes, hitting a powerful Frankensteiner!

Adams: SUICIDE FLIP TO VERONICA TAYLOR!

1!

2!

Cindy Warren isn’t having any of it as she rises to the top ropes. She quickly leaps off, landing the Sponge Bath Splash, a Five Star Frog Splash! The fans lose their minds as she breaks the pin up at the last possible second.

Fans: FUCKING AWESOME! *Clap Clap Clap* FUCKING AWESOME! *Clap Clap Clap* FUCKING AWESOME! *Clap Clap Clap* FUCKING AWESOME! *Clap Clap Clap*

Cindy rolls Ragdoll over onto her back, next to Veronica. She lies over both opponents in a lateral press. Drew drops down for the count.

1!

2!

THRE…

Electra Styles comes in at the very last second, pulling Cindy Warren off of the two downed opponents. Cindy feels victory so close, and she is quick to her feet. However, before she can react, Electra boots her in the get and lifts the smaller foe onto her shoulders for the Electric Rage! After a moment of racking Cindy’s back, she falls down to finish the maneuver, hooking the leg for the pin.

1!

2!

3!

Justin Decent: Here is your winner… ELECTRA STYLES!!!

Drew raises Electra’s hand in the air in victory as the fans give her a warm reception after a hard fought win.




The scene opens up with Andrew Garcia and Casey Williams talking in a quiet hallway backstage. They are discussing the end of the roulette match where Kain got the win by climbing the cage.

Casey:Andrew, I know you are frustrated that Kain got that win over you when he climbed over the cage.

Andrew:Oh yeah? He didn‘t even pin me, like he did you!!!

Kain shows up and interjects before Casey could respond back.

Kain: First the "master", which I wouldn't call Casey that at all and now the student. The way I see it, both of you are complete failures and won't live up to anything around here. Not significant in the scheme of things, just two little cockroaches that enjoy getting stepped on a bit too much!-

Andrew:You know what, Kain. You think you are truly better than me? Prove it in a match, no cage, just a straight up match.

Casey and Andrew both smile. Kain continues to glare and gets close to Andrew. Casey is watching all from the side as the two men's faces are that close to each other as Kain speaks.

Kain: If that's what you really want, then I'll accept your challenge. But know this, Andrew. I'm going to destroy you and end your career on a short notice. If I were you, I suggest you train a lot harder with your pitiful teacher here before facing me in the ring. I'm not going to hold back and I'm unpredictable. Casey knows the truth. Don't you Casey?-

Casey:Well, where I faced you before Kain, I know how dangerous you are, and know to expect the unexpected..

Andrew:I do respect you Kain, for everything you have done in SCW, don‘t get me wrong, but I want to prove to the world that I am as good as I say I am, and that I am actually better than my trainer and manager by doing something he never accomplished, that is by beating you in the middle of the ring 1, 2, 3..

Kain: You respect me? I knew that's a given. But I have NO respect for you, because you're weak and unable to get the job done and if that pisses you off, I don't care. Cry me a river all you want, but the truth will hurt. Go ahead and try as you might, Andrew. But I guarantee you; you will fail and you'll never walk again. That's a promise. I intend to annihilate you and walk away with a victory that should tell the world that I, not you, am better in every way, shape, and form. What do you think of that? Are you still having second thoughts now?

Andrew:Just be prepared for a rude awakening when you are staring at the lights Kain..

Andrew and Casey cackle, and walk away, leaving Kain dumbfounded, as the scene fades to black.




The camera’s follow Veronica Taylor backstage as she is recovering from her match. Her and Angelica don’t look too pleased. Veronica doesn’t say a word as she is fuming. Angelica tries her best to keep calm and not say the wrong things. However, it doesn’t help when a male stagehand walks up to the two of them, tapping Veronica on the shoulder urgently.

Stagehand: Excuse me, Ms. Taylor?

Veronica: Ew… No, I don’t date stagehands, but it’s so sweet of you to think so…

Veronica places her hand in the man’s face as she continues to walk away. The stagehand is put off by this for a second, but continues to follow Veronica through the halls.

Stagehand: No, no. That’s now what I…

Veronica grunts loudly as she rolls her eyes. She comes to a complete stop and stares at the stagehand viciously, scoffing at him as she mentally reads him his rights..

Veronica: Look, my time is valuable and I’m obviously not in a good mood right now, and I don’t like wasting it on jerks like you. So why don’t you just take a hint and eff off!

Stagehand: I have a phone message for you. You might want to have a look…

The stagehand gives Veronica a piece of paper which she rips from his hands. She unfolds it and looks at it as the stagehand looks sympathetic. Veronica gasps in horror, running off quickly. Angelica chases after her, trying to figure out what the problem is.

Angelica: Veronica! Wait, what’s wrong?

Veronica: There was an accident and my mother is in the hospital! I have to get home!

Angelica puts her hands over her mouth in shock as Veronica continues on. Angelica wipes at her face as she tries to figure out what to do.




...When the lamb broke the fourth seal, I heard the voice of the fourth living creature saying, 'Come.' I looked, and behold, an ashen horse; and he who sat on it had the name Death; and Hades was following with him..."

"...He is coming..."




“Nightmare” Hits the PA as Joshua Acquin walks out from the back with boos from the crowd.

Simone: It looks like we’re going to be graced by the new Tag Team Champion, Joshua Acquin.

Justin: Ladies and Gentleman please welcome one half of the Tag Team Champions, SCW Nightmare Joshua Acquin!

Joshua walks slowly to the ring, avoiding all contact from the fans at ringside. He steps up the steps and climbs into the ring. Once in the ring he goes up to the middle rope of the turnbuckle, drawing boos from the crowd as he holds up the SCW Tag Team Championship. Jumping down he takes the microphone from Justin as his music fades away, Justin climbs out of the ring with the crowd continuing to boo, Joshua stands in the middle of the ring with the Tag Title perched on his shoulder.

Joshua Acquin: You know I hate to say I told you so. BUT I did say that Jon Dough and Lucian Frost’s reign as champions would come to an end. I did say that me and my partner would take the titles away from you, which we did, I could have picked anyone from my good friend Ace Baldwin, Aaron Matthew, one of the Guns for Hire or anyone that didn’t hold a belt from the back.

A section of the crowd begins to boo loudly, Joshua glances over, a wry smile appears on his face before continuing to speak.

Joshua Acquin: But there was only going to be one person good enough to partner me, having discussed and meticulously planned our intentions, it went down a treat and let me introduce you to the man who stands by my side. Lucian Frost.

Joshua points over the top of the announce table.

Simone: Why is he pointing behind us?

Belinda and Jason turn in their chairs to see sitting on the barricade, wearing a custom tailored suit and SCW Tag Team Champion clasped around his waist, Lucian Frost who glares at Belinda Simone before slyly smiling. He gets handed a microphone from the time keeper, still not adjusting his gaze from Belinda, lifting the microphone up slowly to his lips.

Lucian Frost: Social Media is a wonderful outlet…

Adams: Hold on!

He pulls out his mobile phone, gets up from his chair and stands next to Lucian, smiling cheekily as he raises his phone up.

Adams: SELFIE!

The phone flashes and he sits back down.

Adams: What? You don’t get a moment like this often.

Lucian Frost: You see your broadcast colleague, despite maybe a little socially challenged, proving the point I’m trying to make. Social Media is a way to keep in contact with the world, sharing wonderful or ludicrous things from pictures to their own thoughts. Jason will probably share that picture on Twitter, Instagram and possibly facebook. You Belinda, you chose to share your thoughts towards me. Do you remember?

Lucian thrusts the microphone into Belinda’s face.

Simone: I said a lot of things, which are you referring too? The one about you trying to beat Sinful Obsessions record but having a long way to go, the one of you not being a three time Tag champion or when you said I was in the shadow of Jason here, I said I’ll remember that when the bell rings and your reign is over?

The crowd cheers and begin to chant “SIM-ONE” as Lucian smiles, jumping down from the barricade to get closer to Belinda, he moves her head back as he slowly rubs her cheek with the back of his hand.

Lucian Frost: You see Belinda you are going to have to get use to the fact that I am your Tag Team Champion, you may not have liked what happened at Blaze of Glory, but it happened and we’re going to look forward to a long reign as your champions!

The audience begins to boo with the “FUCK YOU FROST” chant beginning to echo around the arena.

Simone: I agree with these fans, Frost, there are plenty of teams that will come after you and I for one cannot wait until you lose that belt!

Lucian stops stroking her face but instead grabs the hair, his eyes filled with rage, Jason looks concerned as Belinda lets out a scream.

Joshua Acquin: Ahem..

Lucian looks up to see Joshua Acquin standing there, mouthing the words ‘what are you doing?’ towards him, Frost nods his head slowly as he lets the announcer go. Lucian walks around the table and slides into the ring and stands next to his partner.

Lucian Frost: I got a little bit side-tracked; I have been tweeted and asked many times about my decision to switch allegiances, why did I do what I did.

“FUCK YOU FROST” chant begins again as he just smiles

Lucian Frost: Why should I justify my actions to all you people? I was thrown into a situation of partnering Jon Dough, a last minute replacement for the departing Aaron Matthews, we beat Guns for Hire which wasn’t much of a challenge. I never chose Jon Dough to be my partner, and to be honest I never liked him as a partner. Coming out with his little song and dance, trying to be the ‘peoples champion’ when all he’s doing is making himself look like the peoples puppet! I followed the cheers, trying to do the right thing, making the crowd cheer but there is a moment when you think…WHY why bother trying to please when you’re not doing what you want. Well I wanted a change, I wanted a partner who is capable and reliable, someone who shared my vision and my beliefs and that man is Joshua Acquin.

Lucian places his hand on the shoulder of his partner.

Lucian Frost: I wasn’t going to allow Jon Dough to ruin the biggest stage of them all for me, Blaze of Glory is MY show, walking in a defending champion on all three and I walked out of all three with my championship still around my waist! Mark Ward cannot boast that, Despayre cannot boast that fact, only one person can and that is ME! Joshua Acquin and I talked, he shared my vision and here we are the newly crowned Tag Team Champions. Well Joshua is, I’m two months in and I do not see us losing these belts any time soon!

Joshua agrees.

Joshua Acquin: We both know Jon Dough now has a rematch clause, we both know Guns for Hire have that same clause, do we fear facing either one of them. No. We relish the challenge and I have no intentions on losing these belts any time soon.

Lucian laughs

Lucian Frost: Jon Dough, you and your people can dream of reclaiming the belts with your Ninja, or whomever you choose, but we all know the reason you held the belts was because of me. Ethan Brody lost the tournament and lost the chance to be heavyweight champion, Landon Axel got eliminated early in the tournament and left in an ambulance at Blaze of Glory. What sort of threat do they pose to me or Joshua? Guns for Hire are meant to have a rematch clause but I don’t think they want to cash it in, they don’t want to lose to me again, it would demoralize and question their worth within the promotion. You see Sin City Wrestling the team you see before you is not going anywhere, anytime soon. We are your SCW Tag Team Champions!

New Low starts to play thru the speakers. As the lyrics start, we see Jon Dough coming from the curtains as he sings his theme song. Jon is standing on the ramp in his ring gear but is seen wearing a black zipped up sweater.

Jon Dough: I have no space
No room to move around
And this box is getting smaller
I'm trying to get out

How did I get so far
From where I was
When did I decide
To lose my way
Who have I become

Jon Dough & SCW

Crowd: I've got a new low
All 52 cards in a row
I see now that I won't let go
Crowd Only: No I won't let go

Well who am I?
A cold shoulder left to cry
You feel bad, well so do I
Yeah so do I

I've been right; I've been left
I've been wrong; I've been left behind
I've been up, but mostly down

I've been right; I've been left
I've been wrong; I've been left behind
I've been up, but mostly down

Jon arrives inside of the ring and the music cuts off.

Jon Dough: Well, Well, Well, look at this. We have the new SCW Tag Team Champions in the ring.

Crowd: Boo!

Jon Dough: I know, I know but hey what are you going to do huh. So first, I want to say congrats to Josh for becoming a SCW Tag Team Champion.

Crowd: Boo!

Jon Dough: Josh needs not to be booed; he did what he had to do. Congrats to Frost to for showing his true colors. So how long before you turn on Josh. Oh well don’t really care since I wont have to carry you no more.

Crowd: Jon Dough! Jon Dough! Jon Dough!

Jon signals the crowd to calm down

Jon Dough: So I'm sure some are thinking what now, what is the future for Jon Dough .

The SCW Tron turns on and we see Lin Ting Lu on screen

Master Lily: Well hello SCW, Jon, I just got off the phone with Master Wong, He loves the idea and says he cant wait to see what comes out of it.

Jon points to the SCW Tag Team Titles

Jon Dough: Take good care of mine and my partner’s titles.

Crowd is heard buzzing at that statement.

Master Lily: You know Jon everyone thinks you are a member of the 5 Elders. They assume that because you’re from the dojo, but that is not the case. However to help end the confusion why don’t you explain it to them or better it show them.

Jon turns away from the fans to look at the SCW Tron

Jon Dough: You’re right Master Lilly it is now time.

Jon still turned away from the crowd unzips his sweater and drops it to the floor. The SCW Tron fades off as Jon turns around, we see Jon wearing this T-Shirt

Crowd: Yes! Yes! Yes! Jon Dough! Jon Dough! Jon Dough!

Jon Dough: I glad some people are happy. However, it’s not about Jon Dough, No it’s about NXT! NXT!

Crowd: NXT! NXT! NXT!

Jon Dough: Now as for my partner. You see everyone I was given Aaron as a partner and look what happened there, and then SCW decided that Frost should be my partner and well look what happened there. So now, SCW allowed me to pick my new partner. Now it was not a hard choice either. You see I need someone who will take no shit from no one, yet someone who can hold his own but also is not one to backstab someone for no reason. That said my partner needs no introduction at all

Warrior’s Code by Dropkick Murphy's begins to play as Conner Murphy comes out on stage. Conner raises his arms to the cheers before he makes his way down toward the ring and climbs inside to join Jon. Jon Dough and Conner Murphy pump fists.

Adams: Jon Dough and Connor Murphy! Not only have they joined NXT, but now they're together to challenge Frost and Acquin!

Simone: Their reign isn't looking so solid now, is it?

“The End” by Roadrunner United interrupts as the four men turn to look at the stage, the houselights dim as the curtain is pulled aside, Landon Axel steps out first to a chorus of cheers. He stands one side of the stage with his arms raised, that side of the audience cheers and follows suit, he steps to the other side and does the same pose with the crowd copying and cheering even louder. Ethan Brody steps out onto the stage to a huge ovation as he holds a microphone and stands staring into the middle of the ring.

Simone: And here comes the hired mercenaries of SCW, Guns for Hire!

Adams: It’s good to see Landon moving so well after the way Duke and Max left him at Blaze of Glory

Simone: They’ll get retribution later on tonight but right now they’re going to show their intent towards the champions.

Ethan Brody steps down the aisle way and halfway from the ring and the entranceway, Landon slaps the hands of the fans either side of the aisle way as the music fades away and the crowd chanting ‘GUNS – FOR – HIRE’

Ethan Brody: Before I speak about the “champions” I just want to say thank you for all the support I received during my time in the blast from the past tournament, I wish I could have been standing here winner of the tournament but thank you for all your support.

The people in attendance show their appreciation by applauding and a small chant of ‘BRODY’ begins in several sections of the crowd.

Ethan Brody: Now as many of you know before the tournament we lost our Tag Team Championships to the then team of Jon Dough and Frost, as former champions we’re entitled to activate the clause saying we can get a rematch, we haven’t done that yet but I think it’s a safe bet that we’re going to be wanting our shot at the Tag Team Champions!

Landon Axel stands next to Ethan, pulling his arm with the microphone towards his face, he smiles whilst pointing into the ring at the champions.

Landon Axel: You guys better realize that despite your accomplishments past and present, here in SCW or in my hometown of Galveston, the most dominant team in this promotion goes by a three lettered acronym and that’s G… F… H!

‘G.F.H’ begins to echo throughout the arena. Ethan pulls the microphone back to him.

Ethan Brody: I know Jon you’ll like retribution towards our former masked friend, Frost, for his dastardly action and you’ll want to become a three time Tag Champion but don’t stand in our way. You’re the man of the people but if you do decide that you’re going to try and prevent us being two time champions then you’ll be shot down in a ball of flames!

The crowd is cheering for the Guns and the champions do not look pleased. Joshua Acquin raises the mic again.

Joshua Acquin: Well that's just fine! Tell me, is there anybody ELSE back there who wants to try and do the impossible and challenge us!?

Lucian Frost: is there anyone else back there STUPID enough who thinks they can take us on!?

And in answer to the champions' questions, the PA system suddenly ignites with Orgy's "Opticon" and the crowd erupts!

Adams: Uhhh ohhh!

Simone: Ask and you shall receive!

The cheers only escalate as the curtains are thrown open and out onto the stage bounds Despayre with Angel in hand, and at his side, his 'big buddy' aka Big B with Synn bringing up the rear. Despayre bounces all over the stage as Big B just watches on until Synn directs the both of them forward and toward the ring.

Lucian Frost: Oh you have GOT to be joking!

Simone: I don't see how Frost can object. The Bosom Buddies are unbeaten so far as a team.

The hostility around is all but lost on Despayre and Big B as Synn leads them past Ethan and Landon and towards the ringside area. They walk around until they come to the announcer's table and Despayre makes 'grabby hands' until Jason Adams finally relents and hands over a microphone. He passes the mic over to his father and Synn turns around, But Joshua Acquin beats him to the punch by speaking first.

Joshua Acquin: Well we did ask who was stupid enough! We couldn't have gotten a more appropriate answer.

The crowd boos as Frost smirks at the slur directed towards Despayre and Big B. Before Synn can speak, Despayre grabs his hand and pulls the microphone down so he can speak first.

Despayre: Stupid is a mean word! I'm not stupid! Bernie here isn't stupid! And we're smart enough to know that 'real men' don't touch girls like you did Belinda! So there! Nyah!

And he added a little jutting of his chin towards the champions, as if to silently say 'So there!'

Joshua Acquin: Do you seriously think you even deserve a shot at OUR tag team titles? Seriously! Who the hell have you even beaten to think you deserve to be even in the same ring as us?

Synn: Well, how about 'everyone' so far? Casey Williams and the current Heavyweight Champion Simon Jones! Former two-time Heavyweight Champion Nick Jones and Tony Capicelli! The former tag champions Goth and Brother Grimm who is also the current Roulette Champion! Jimmy Ringo and Mickey Carroll! Need I go on?

The crowd applauds as Frost and Acquin shake their heads.

Simone: Synn just built a very good case as to why Despayre and Big B deserve a title shot.

Lucian Frost: As I recall, it was 'I' who ended the reign of the all-mighty champions Sinful Obsession!

Despayre: As 'I' recall, it was the Young Lions who got beat for that loss! PTTHHTHTH!

Synn: Exactly. YOU...

Synn points at Frost.

Synn: Never actually beat the champions to get that first title win, so your little reasoning is invalid. These two here...

Synn jets a thumb back toward Despayre and Big B.

Synn: You're looking at the next SCW Tag Team Champions.

The crowd cheers as a smiling Frost waltzes closer toward the ropes and leans against them to look Synn directly in the eye.

Lucian Frost: Get a clue, old man. If they're STUPID enough to get in the ring with us, we'll gladly beat the hell out of them. And then?

He points at Despayre.

Lucian Frost: Just for fun, we'll beat the stuffing out of that STUPID teddy bear...

But before Frost can continue with his threat, a suddenly enraged Despayre grabs Frost's foot and trips him and drags him to the outside!

Adams: Lucian Frost did the wrong thing, threatening Angel!

Despayre drags him to the floor and immediately starts swinging clubbing blows at Frost, attacking him! Frost is caught completely off guard and tries to shield himself but Despayre is all over him! Big B and Synn rush up to grab Despayre and pull him off to break things up, but this allows Frost to land in a sucker punch on Despayre, and Joshua Acquin springboards over the top rope and crashes into Synn and the Bosom Buddies, wiping all three to the floor!

Simone: My God this is the first time we've seen this much heat over the tag team gold!

Adams: And it's about to get even hotter!

The Guns For Hire have seen enough and they rush the rest of the way toward the ring to get in on the action, just as Jon Dough and Connor dive outside! Landon grabs hold of Frost and peels him away from Despayre as Big B fights his way to his feet, throwing haymakers at anyone who comes near him! Big B throws a right and knocks Acquin away from him and into Ethan Brody and Jon Dough! Taking offense, Connor dives at Big B and jumps on him and starts swinging!

Simone: We need security out here! Where the hell is the security!?

Acquin tackles Landon from behind and takes him to the floor when Despayre grabs Frost by his leg and sinks his teeth down in! Lucian shrieks in pain as Despayre chomps down and locks on, like a rabid dog! Synn gets in on the action, pulling Connor off of Big B as security finally rushes out down the aisle and over the railing from the crowd!

Simone: Well it's about damn time!

Adams: Spoil sports!

Frost falls to the ground and tries kicking at Despayre who hangs on, teeth digging into his pants leg, when the security guards try to pull him off! This causes Synn and Big B, who is holding Angel, to lash out to get their hands on the little grappler! Synn and Big B pull Despayre up as security swarms in to keep the wrestlers separated and unable to get at each other!

Christian: Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! Hold on here! Hold on just a moment!

The crowd cheers as the SCW Co-Owner, Christian Underwood, steps out onto the front of the stage with a house mic. he holds his hand up and the cheers slowly subside.

Christian: Far be it from me to break up a good fight and spoil the fans' fun, but for starters ... security? Great job! Really on top of things -- as always.

Christian rolls his eyes.

Christian: secondly, I have got to tell you ... I am LOVING this! Seriously! When is the last time we had THIS much excitement involving the Sin City Wrestling tag gold!? I tell you this! I am not about to waste such an opportunity! Right now, Frost and Acquin ARE the champions.

The crowd boos as, holding their gold, Acquin and Frost jaw at the boss.

Christian: And you three combos...

He points down towards the GFH, Jon and Connor, as well as the BBs.

Christian: You all want shots at those belts. Well fine! I'll tell you right here and now, that we are going to kick this beauty off next week in Cairo, Egypt! Lucian Frost and Joshua Acquin? You two are going to be defending those belts against ... Ethan Brody and Landon Axel, the Guns For Hire!

The champions frown as Landon and Ethan smirk and nod in their direction. Jon and Connor, as well as the Bosom Buddies don't seem as enthused.

Christian: Don't think I forgot about you other two teams, either. The Guns might be getting first crack, but you two will get your respective shots as well. But first, in Cairo, I want to see what happens when you take on each other!

Again, more cheers!

Adams: Each other?

Christian: In Egypt, the Bosom Buddies will face Jon Dough and Connor Murphy!

Simone: Nice! What a match!

Christian: Now I'd suggest security clean this mess up, and you eight men settle yourselves down because I want you all at your very best for next week! Now MOVE!

EMF's "Unbelievable" starts to play as Christian ducks back behind the curtains as the eight wrestlers slowly break up with the security officials.

Simone: Next week in Cairo just got better! Not only will we see the Bosom Buddies taking on Connor Murphy and Jon Dough, but we now have a tag team title match scheduled between the champions, Joshua Acquin and Lucian Frost, defending against the Guns For Hire!




Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, our following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, making his way down the aisle!...

Adams: 'His'?

Simone: Shh! You'll get us in trouble with GLAAD ... again!

Justin: From Hollywood, California, weighing 165 pounds, making his SCW in-ring debut ... Holly Wood!

"Manicure" by Lady Gaga blasts over the sound system as a pink shadow box appears through the curtains. The silhouette of a lovely lady dancing is seen from the inside, seducing the crowd with her feminine wiles. It comes to rest at the edge of the stage, and after a moment, the lady inside kicks her way through the thin paper to reveal... Holly Wood! Mz. Wood if you nasty. She flips her blonde hair over her shoulder as she raises her arms in the air, loosening her hips before sashaying down the ramp. She climbs onto the apron, swaying her hips back and forth as she lowers herself down into a split position. She crawls under the ropes and does a sexy pose on the mat before leaping up, dancing around the ring to the music as she waits for her opponent.

Adams: Are you SURE he doesn't belong in the Bombshell division!?

Simone: For the last time, Jason! Jamie Dean was the only one brave enough to share a dressing room with Holly and he swears when all is said and done, that is a man!

Adams: Cosmic!

"Warrior’s Code" by Dropkick Murphys begins to play as Connor Murphy comes out on stage, one arm shaking with the beat over his head as the other pulls his cigarette from his lips while holding a red solo cup. Starting down towards the ring, he jokes and smirks at the fans.

Justin: Hailing from Ottawa Ontario Canada…Connor MURPHY!

Connor stops part way around the ring at the announcers table to take one final puff of his cigarette then looks for something to put it out in. With a smirk and a nod at Belinda, he motions putting out the cigarette in her drink only to wave it off and put his glass down on the table and drop the butt into it. Climbing into the ring, he wipes at his nose then smirks for the fans again.

Adams: He's a brave, brave man!

Simone: How do you figure?

Adams: Putting on a brave front, smiling the way he is? He probably isn't aware yet what he's in the ring with.

Connor turns around and looks at his opponent, and the smile is immediately wiped away from his face.

Simone: And now he is.

Jacob finishes checking Holly when the 'Mean Girl' turns him around and proceeds to frisk the startled official, finishing by cupping both hands on his buttocks! Jacob jumps and moves away, pointing a finger at the competitor before calling for the bell.

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

At the sound of the bell, Connor comes from out of his corner, ready to lock up, as Holly begins skipping around him in circles, causing Connor to frown in bewilderment. Holly stops and fluffs his hair, then holds up a finger to give his opponent pause. Connor looks to Jacob as Holly hurries over to his corner and holds up a hand mirror, checking his reflection.

Simone: You have got to be kidding me.

Adams: I guess he wants to make sure he looks good for his debut?

Satisfied, Holly snaps the compact closed and tucks it back in the bag and stands up. He gifts (?) Connor with a wink and sashays back to the center of the ring where Connor goes for a lock up, but Holly ducks out of the way. Connor stands there with hands on his hips, fuming as Holly struts about the ring, waving to the jeering masses. Holly turns around they go for another lock up attempt, and for the second time, Holly ducks under -- but this time he grabs a handful of Connor's ass, making the man jump away and glare.

Adams: Better him than me!

Connor complains to Jacob who shrugs, helpless to do anything. Holly beckons Connor and for the third time, they go for a lock up, and this successfully. Conner begins to back Holly against the ropes, and Holly shifts and ducks between the top and middle rope, causing further jeers from the crowd. Jacob asks Connor for a clean break and starts to count, but reaches only two when Connor yields. Connor backs off and Holly slowly steps back into the ring, complaining to Jacob about a hair pull.

Simone: That's not possible.

Adams: yeah! If Connor had pulled Holly's hair, it would have come off.

Connor denies this to the referee and the two grapplers lock up yet again, and this time Connor ducks behind Holly, grabbing him in a rear waistlock. Holly counters this by pushing himself back against Connor, driving them both into a corner. Holly then grasps the two rope and begins grinding his backside against Connor's... front side!

Simone: I don't think Connor knows quite how to handle Holly Wood.

Conner struggles and shoves Holly off from behind! Holly laughs and turns around -- and walks right into a right hand from Connor, flooring the cross dressing grappler!

Adams: Well that's one way!

Connor makes a move for his opponent but Holly quickly rolls out of the ring to escape, holding his jaw and complaining to the official. Jacob backs Connor away and then turns and begins to count against Holly.

1...
2...
3...
4...
5...

Holly climbs back up onto the ring apron and Connor rushes him, grabbing him by the wig and flipping him back inside of the ring the hard way. Holly grabs the ropes as Connor grabs his feet and Murphy pulls up and lets go, causing Holly to hit the mat hard on his tailbone.

Adams: If he keeps that up, he won't be having any social life after the show.

Connor wastes no time and grabs Holly up off of the mat and delivers three hard knees into his midsection. Connor then Irish whips him into the ropes and jumps, catching him with a roundhouse kick that floors his opponent. Connor quickly covers him and hooks the leg.

1.....
2.....
Holly kicks out.

Simone: I admit I'm surprised at the fight Holly is putting up.

Connor drags Holly up by the arm and goes to send him into the near corner with an Irish whip but Holly reverses it and sends Connor in instead. Holly charges in after him but Connor moves and Holly hits the turnbuckles. Holly turns around as Connor rushes him but Holly brings both knees up, greeting Connor's Avalanche splash unceremoniously. Connor goes down and Holly folds him in half in a pin and places his feet on the ropes!

Adams: Hey Jake! Look out!

1.....
2.....
Jacob glances up and catches the rule infraction and breaks up the count.

Holly stands up and starts arguing with the referee. Connor takes advantage and rolls Holly up from behind!

1.....
2.....
Holly squirms free.

They return to a vertical base and Connor meets Holly with a knife edge chop that sounds like a gun shot going off.

Crowd: WOO!

Simone: Even overseas...

Connor Irish whips Holly and scoops him up for a back breaker but Holly counters with a whirlybird head scissors that sends Murphy tumbling right out under the bottom rope and to the floor!

Simone: I never expected a move like that from Holly Wood! There's more to this man than meets the eye!

Adams: Words of wisdom to be sure!

Connor pulls himself to his feet with the use of the guard rail around the ring and Holly dives through the ropes and crashes into him with a plancha!

Adams: No way!

Both wrestlers are on the floor, stunned, as Jacob checks on them and he begins to issue his count.

1...
2...
3...
4...
5...
6...

Holly rises first, dragging Connor along by the hair and he rolls Murphy back inside of the ring. Holly climbs up onto the apron and waiting for Connor to rise, he slingshots himself back into the ring and bulldogs Connor to the mat! Holly rolls him onto his back and covers him for the pin.

1.....
2.....
Connor gets his shoulder up.

Holly peels him off of the mat and adds insult to injury by bitch slapping him across the face. This lights a fire in Connor and he retaliates, landing a forearm shot to Holly's sternum, sending him stumbling back. Connor moves in and Holly fends him off with a rake of the eyes. Holly Irish whips Connor into the ropes and backs up. He then starts a series of backflips into a handspring elbow -- but Connor moves and Holly hits the corner hard. Connor scoops him up and delivers a sit out spine buster! The crowd starts to rally behind Connor against his flamboyant opposition as Jacob issues his count against both wrestlers.

1...
2...
3...
4...
5...
6...
7...

They both rise and Holly goes for a swing but this time Connor blocks it and doubles him over with a boot to the gut. Connor then sends him reeling with a European uppercut. Holly falls back against the ropes and Connor grabs his arm to go for an Irish whip, but Holly reverses it. Connor holds on, however, and pulls him right into a short-arm clothesline. Connor holds on, pulls him up a second time and short-arm clotheslines him again. Connor stomps around the ring, yelling out and rallying the crowd.

Simone: That man is wasting time! He has Holly Wood flat on his back and he needs to take advantage of that!

Adams: Quick! Match writer! Back key! Back key!

Connor grabs Holly and drags him up into a front facelock. Connor the lifts him up, going for the Falcon's Arrow, but Holly turns it into a Tornado DDT!

Adams: Where'd that come from?

Connor is flat on his back and Holly handsprings against the ropes and into a Shining Star Press moonsault down onto Connor!

Simone: He calls it Sashay Away!

Holly hooks the leg for the cover!

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

The bell rings!

Justin: Here is your winner ... Holly WOOD!

In celebration, Holly jumps onto the handsome ring announcer, wrapping his arms around his neck and legs around his waist as he yells in joy!

Simone: Holly Wood debuts with a stunning upset in my opinion, over Connor Murphy! We are going to be hearing a lot about this guy in the future!

Adams: In person and on the men's room walls.




We cut to the backstage area, where Roxi and Cyrus are standing outside the door to Roxi's now personal locker room. Cyrus continues to give her instructions.

Cyrus: Tonight, you need to just listen to me, and we'll get back on track. We don't have to worry about partners, just us. I will guide you and -

Roxi looks up and stops listening to Cyrus as SCW World champion Simon Jones walks up behind them.

Cyrus: Well, well, well, Simon Jones. Roxi, please go inside while I talk to the champion.

Simon: Actually, I'd prefer it if Roxi stayed - since this concerns Roxi, I'd like her to be able to hear what I have to say, rather than talk about her behind her back.

Roxi almost perks up a bit, but looks at Cyrus for approval. Cyrus looks annoyed at her, but allows her to stay. He looks at Simon. Roxi turns away, but does not leave.

Cyrus: Mr. Jones, what is this about? Roxi and I have much work to do, and we can't stop to have casual conversations. I hope this is important.

Simon glances towards Roxi, before looking back to Cyrus.

Simon: I appreciate that Roxi has a match later, but I assure you that this is important. The reason I'm here is because I'm worried about Roxi. I'm worried about the apparent change in Roxi's personality - a change that seems to have coincided with her having been befriending by you.

Simon points at Cyrus, as he stares fiercely at him. Simon then looks at Roxi again, and gestures in her direction.

Simon: This isn't the Roxi Johnson that I know - this isn't the Roxi Johnson that I have stood side by side with in the ring.

Cyrus turns to Roxi, who simply stares at both men. She says nothing and Cyrus turns back.

Cyrus: Quite astute Mr. Jones. She's not the same. She's heartbroken. Heartbroken over people like yourself turning your backs on her. But, you need not worry about Roxi, she's making a change for the better. She knows who her friends are now Mr. Jones, and you...you're not one of them.

Simon: I'll believe that when I hear it from Roxi's lips, not yours. And when did I - or any of her other friends - supposedly turn our backs on Roxi? Since I've known Roxi, I've never been anything other than supportive to her - she said so herself, just a matter of weeks ago. If I had turned my back on Roxi - if I wasn't worried about her well-being - then I wouldn't be here now, having this conversation.

Cyrus: That was then Mr. Jones, before you all left her to wallow in self-doubt. So the question truly is, where were you all this time? Oh yes, I remember, winning tournaments and championships. Quite the hall you have for yourself. Must be nice to only focus on yourself.

Simon stares silently for a moment at Cyrus, glaring at him again, before responding.

Simon: I admit, I've been occupied recently by several important matches, but I've also been busy caring for my wife and three month-old daughter - I...'

Simon's voice trails off, and then he sighs.

Simon: You know what, never mind that - this isn't about me; I didn't travel here just so that I could stand in front of the fans, and soak in their cheers - to feed my ego, as I'm guessing you probably believe. No, this is about Roxi - I came here because I'm worried about Roxi, and the effect that your influence is having on her.

Cyrus: Mr. Jones, All I'm doing, is getting rid of Roxi's ...dependency on others who have no time for her. Like you. Only now do you stand here, worried. And now, Roxi does not need, or want your concern or worry. She has better things to do. Come on Roxi, we're leaving.

Cyrus walks past Roxi and enters the locker room door, but there is a moment where Roxi just looks at Simon, but says nothing. Roxi can't look Simon in the eye, her eyes find their way to the floor, as Cyrus looks on.

Cyrus: I said let's go!

Roxi turns towards Cyrus, but does stop to look back at Simon for a moment, before entering her locker room with Cyrus, and the door shuts. Simon kicks the wall in frustration, and the scene then cuts away.




The cameras work their way backstage to see Holly Wood standing on her own outside of the Women’s Locker Room area, preening her nails. After a moment, she hears someone whistling around the corner. She stares in the general direction, however she doesn’t move an inch. The soft whistles grow slightly in volume, causing her to scoff and move her head as if to look for the source of the noise.

Holly: Can I… help you?

Holly looks around, slowly stepping away from the door. She slowly moves around the corner as a steel chair comes crashing down over her head. The fans cheer at the sight of Holly collapsing to the ground. Within seconds, Holly’s limp body starts scooting across the floor as someone drags her off.

Adams: Well, that was… random?

Simone: Mean Girls have pissed off a lot of people, so maybe someone decided they didn’t like Holly’s approach in the ring tonight?

The locker room door opens up as Delia and Angelica come out, expecting to see Holly standing there. Angelica scoffs and rolls her eyes as the two walk off.




Simone: Two weeks ago at Blaze of Glory III Odette Ryder shocked the world by turning her back on the fans and Steve Ramone by aligning herself with Gabriel!

Adams: Steve is in action tonight taking on another man who competed in the Blast from the Past Tournament Gene Banton Jr. but before we get to that match Steve found the time to do a sit-down interview with Ms. Rocky Mountains earlier today!

Simone: Here’s the footage!

The scene on the titentron cuts to the backstage area at Club Theatro where we see Ms. Rocky Mountains and Steve Ramon sitting opposite each other in Steve’s locker room, Steve is wearing one of his old GWA shirts, namely the X-Revolution shirt that was created shortly before the GWA closed, and is all business.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Steve thanks for agreeing to this interview.

Steve: No problem.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Well, I guess I’d better start with the question on everyone’s mind, how have you been since Blaze of Glory III?

Steve: Conflicted to say the least, on one hand Gabriel’s face had a brief meeting with my foot but on the other hand Odette revealed her true colors! I have no idea how long the ruse has been going on for but what I do know is that she backstabs more people than The Roman Empire in its heyday!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: What do you mean?

Steve: First she turned her back on Misty back when they won the Bombshell Tag Titles at Summer XXXTreme II by walking out of the company in the middle of their title reign, then she returns and from what I heard didn’t even make an attempt to talk to her NXT Teammates, and then…..well, we all saw what happened at Blaze of Glory III.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Yes and you seem convinced that she’ll do the same to Gabriel!

Steve: You ever heard the phrase “come in to my parlor said the spider to the fly”? In this case Odette’s the smoking hot spider and Gabriel is the emo fly! She’ll turn her back on that has been sooner or later because as another phrase says you can’t teach a old bitch new tricks!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: One final question does Odette’s betrayal affect your plans for the next Supercard?

Steve: Not one bit!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Can you explain?

Steve: Well it’s simple really! When I issued the challenge after kicking Jeremiah’s head into the cheapseats I thought I was defending Odette’s honor, it wasn’t until now that I realized that she has no honor and that she’ll try to play the victim when she explains her actions, I could go on but I have a friend here that can sum it up better than I ever could!

The door to Steve’s locker room opens up and the crowd pops as “SCW’s Heavy Metal Bombshell” Jessie Salco enters the room with Jake behind her, without a word Jake grabs a chair and sits it down next to Steve and Jessie sits down next to him.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: What is this? I thought it was going to be a sit-down interview between me and Steve?

Jessie: Sorry to barge in like this but I have a stake in this as well!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Err, okay, what are your thoughts on Odette’s betrayal Jessie?

Jessie: My thoughts? Back when I first joined this company Odette was one of my first friends in it! Hell I took a chairshot for her four weeks into my SCW career! When Odette walked out last year I was devastated and anyone who’s seen us together knows how close we were! What are my thoughts? Odette is nothing but a two-timing cu….

The rest of the word is bleeped out but the shocked look on Ms. Rocky Mountains’ face tells the whole story.

Jessie: Steve is already facing Gabriel but that leaves Odette without a match, let’s fix that! Odette, I’m challenging you to a match at the next Supercard!

The crowd pops for that and Steve and Jake nod in approval.

Jessie: You have until next week to reply Odette, I’ll be waiting!

Steve: Like I said, at first, it was about Odette’s honor, now? It’s about revenge! Gabriel, you have nothing to fear but fear it’s self but no one to fear but the pissed off Fearless One Steve Ramone when we compete at the Supercard!

Steve, Jessie and Jake leave the room as the scene fades.




R.I.P My old friend.

Mayday Mayday the Ship is slowly sinking

They Think I'm crazy but they don't know the feeling.

They're all around me circling like vultures.

They wanna break me and wash away my colors.

Wash Away My Colors!

Hardy come out with a big pop as The fans are ballistic as he has appeared tonight and he wasn't even booked.

He would walk down to the ring and clap the millions and millions of fans hands, as it felt great to be here tonight in Africa. He had never been here and tonight had he been booked you can bet the kids would have been in for a treat. With a smile on his face he got in the ring. Asking for a mic he was handed one. Slowly he let the cheers die down before trying to speak..but they started up again.

"Hardy, Hardy, Hardy, Hardy"!!!!!!

He began to speak.

Hardy: "There's a long list of people I would love to get in the ring with here in SCW. Its not mainly about titles. It's about competition and I have been seeking that for a long while. That's why I choose Brother Grimm as the 1st person I wanted to feud with. But then a flare lit inside me as he beat me at Blaze for Glory 3 and I failed what I had worked so hard to fight for. The SCW Roulette Title. Being so close to getting it made the thrill of fighting him that more fun and challenging. I want to beat him for that championship. I want to be that guy that SCW can depend on. Can call in for those 5 Star Matches. The guy that will break his neck and still continue fighting giving back to this great company and it's loyal fans. I am the new heart and soul of SCW. The Roulette Division is exciting and wonderful. It is captivating and risk taking because you never know what your going to get in this match. This paradox if you will is always changing.

Brother Grimm I am not giving up on becoming SCW Roulette Championship and Management such as Mark Ward and Erik Staggs, I am asking you for just one more shot at the SCW Roulette Championship. As I know SCW Roulette Division Rules always apply, but why not set up a Poll the next time him and I face off for the title. Let the fans decide.

A small video appeared showing a choice between three match types.

"Would you rather see one of the following"?

A. Falls Count Anywhere in or outside the building

B. Ladder Wars Match

C. Six Sides of Steel

Adams: How about a chocolate bar on a pole match?

Simone: No.

Adams: Winner gets the chocolate bar at the end of the match.

With the fans exploding to the idea. Hardy took the time to continue what he had to say on the mic.

Hardy: "Now as for the belt, I have to earn my way back up or was it that I had a rematch in my contract clause..not sure".

"I want to face the best and there is a man that holds not just the ACW World Championship, he is the Real NWA World Champion, WeWa World Champion..He is Sean Jackson. He is top of my list as he holds that sanctioned ACW World Championship that was pretty much handed to him if you will in the three way match that involved JT Starr and some other guy. At Blaze For Glory III, While I was in the finger tip reach of claiming my 1st Championship here in SCW and actually earning it, Sean you were handed a belt on a silver platter and defended it successfully that night at BFG III. Now don't think I am looking past what you have done since you arrived in the wrestling world. You've done a lot and your a very accomplished wrestler. Not many can say that they have done what you have and not many have said what you have said. But all the talk and the promo's and the hype aren't why I asked for Management to grant me the chance to fight one of the best. It wasn't the championship. It was simply to prove without a shadow of a doubt you and I can bring in a match of the year for SCW. Rather I lose or I win makes no difference, It's all about living for the very moment. The Intoxication of Thrill if you will. Because when we do get in the ring you will know who I am. You will remember my name and when the match is all said and done. I will be that much closer to proving to the world that I can be the best. That I can be a champion. That I can be somebody these people can look up to. I can be a soulful creature".

And with that, Michael put down the Mic as his music hit and he exited the ring and headed over to the commentary table.




Jasmine St. John stands inside of the ring with Justin Decent as the next match is set to begin.

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, he is accompanied by the Goldenboy Gene Banton Senior! From Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing 227 pounds ... Gene Banton Junior!

The opening chords of 'Magic Man' by Heart heralds a burst of multi-colored pyrotechnics at the head of the ramp. Curious faces bustle towards the railing lining the aisle their collective gaze drawn to the curtains bearing the SCW logo. Trembling briefly the satin gray drapery is parted forcibly by a pair of hands belonging to the Goldenboy Gene Banton Jr. He pauses succinctly, standing between the vibrant illuminations bringing his hands to his hips allowing the crowd to take in the display. Overhead a giant LCD screen dubbed the ‘jumbotron’ flashes images of the young man performing in the ring, speaking into a microphone and posing with a bevy of bikini clad beauties. Finally, he breaks into a stride, confidently swaggering his way to the ring ignoring the thrusting of outstretched hands, his lips curled into a confident smirk as his gleaming cobalt lenses dial into their destination, the squared circle where his business will be conducted in earnest. His manager and father, Goldenboy Gene Banton follows behind several paces, allowing his son the entirety of the spotlight. Climbing the iron steps and stepping between the ropes, the youngster extends his arms in presentation acknowledging the vociferous reception of the mob.

Adams: It's amazing how fast this kid is rising here in SCW.

Simone: Well it's not just his record as thus far he has yet to be defeated in singles action, but it's that personality of his.

Adams: Yeah he could make the Pope take a swing at him.

Gene Sr. runs his son's shoulders as they await the introduction of Junior's opponent.

Justin: His opponent is from Queens, New York, weighing 200 pounds, he is accompanied to the ring by Charlotte ... Steve Ramone!

"Dangerous" by Within Temptation and Howard Jones hits the speakers and the crowd comes alive for “The Fearless One” Steve Ramone, as soon as the vocals hit Steve comes out with his wife Charlotte by his side as he high fives the crowd as he walks down the ramp, once they reach the ringside area Steve leaps into the ring through the bottom and middle ropes before holding the middle rope down for his wife as they wait for things to begin.

Simone: Steve's been gaining a lot of momentum lately. He got to the semi-finals of the Blast From the Past tournament, and as of late has been involved in a nasty rivalry with Gabriel.

Adams: Do you think Steve is right about Odette eventually turning on Gabriel?

Simone: I doubt it. That sounds more like wishful thinking on Steve's part for karma to bitch slap Gabriel across the face.

Steve holds the ropes open for Charlotte to exit the ring and descend to the floor, but before Gene Sr does the same, he holds open a bag and Junior starts fishing around inside of it.

Simone: Now what is that brat up to?

And in answer, Junior removes a head mic from the bag and his father proceeds to help fix it to him.

Simone: You have got to be kidding me! Who does he think he is? Cher?

Adams: That's what I get for telling him we don't have any spare mics for him to use.

Junior: Testing. Testing. is this thing on!? ... **sings** Don't you wish your girlfriend was HAWT like me!?

Adams: Seriously!?

The crowd boos as Senior gives his boy a smirk and thumbs up, exiting the ring. Junior turns around and smiles at Jasmine and points.

Junior: Ring the bell!

Jasmine glares at him, hands on hips.

Adams: Who does that kid think he is!?

Shaking her head, Jasmine calls for the bell.

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

Junior immediately poses with a fist pumped in the air.

Junior: Are you ready!?

And Steve charges across the ring and SPEARS Geno Junior almost out of his boots!

Adams: I hope you are because Junior wasn't!

Junior: Not fair! Not fair!

Steve shuts Junior up by pinning him down, straddling his waist and unloading three heavy forearm shivers into the side of his head. Steve then grabs him in a front facelock and drags him roughly to his feet, grinding the hold in on the slightly larger grappler.

Junior: Choke! Ack! He's choking me!

Junior doesn't wait for jasmine to intervene on his claim as he grabs Steve by the forearm and pries the hold loose, twisting him around into a wristlock. Steve immediately counters and reverses it, twisting Junior's arm into an overhead top wristlock.

Junior: Come on ref! He's got my hair!

jasmine hurries around to check this claim, but this only allows Junior to grab Steve by HIS hair and jerk him down hard to the mat! Steve, however, rolls through and ends up on top with Junior pinned down in a hammerlock!

Simone: So far, Steve Ramone has Junior's number!

Steve keeps Junior pinned down, face first on the canvas, and he jams his arm clear up his back, eliciting a loud yelp of pain to escape from the rookie!

Adams: The least they could do is turn off that mic when he yells like that!

Junior: AHH!

Steve drags Junior to his feet, spins him around on his feet and throws him back down to the canvas and retains the hammerlock on his opponent as Charlotte applauds her husband from ringside. Slowly, Junior forces his way to his feet until he reaches and grabs the top rope.

Junior: Break the hold! Do you job toots! Make him break it!

Jasmine orders Steve to break the hold, but instead Ramone drags Junior off the ropes and twists his arm, then knocks him backwards against the ropes with a knife edge chop. Steve follows in with a hard forearm down across the back of his head and goes for an Irish whip but Junior reverses it.

Adams: Notice how much cooler these matches sound with a microphone in the ring?

Simone: Sin City Wrestling would like to thank Geno Junior for that revelation.

Junior swings at the rebounding Steve but Ramone ducks, rebounds and almost decapitates Junior with a flying lariat! Junior stumbles back up, out on his feet, and Steve scoops him up and delivers an impressive body slam. Steve then rebounds off of the ropes and baseball slides in with a dropkick to Junior's head, sending him into a tail spin! Junior practically falls out of the ring to the floor, and Jasmine backs Steve off as she turns to check on Geno's status. No wonder does she do so than Steve leapfrogs over the official, charges the ropes and baseball slides through the top and middle, crashing into Junior with a dropkick!

Simone: A dropkick through the ropes! I don't think I've ever seen that before!

Adams: That's Steve Ramone for you!

Steve wastes no time as he drags Junior back to his feet and rolls him back inside, despite the latter's protests.

Junior: Time out! Time out!

Steve climbs to the top of the corner and perches while Junior struggles to his feet. He looks to his father who directs traffic. Junior turns around and Steve leaps -- and Junior jumps and connects with a dropkick of his own to Steve right in mid-air!

Adams: Whoa! Junior caught him right in the gut! I'm surprised Steve didn't blow chunks!

Steve rolls around on the mat, clutching his midsection in agony. Junior stands over him and puffs out his chest in a pose, much to the chagrin of the crowd watching.

Junior: Who's the man!?

Simone: Well it's not you if you don't go for the cover you twit!

As if he heard, Junior places a single boot on Steve's chest in a mockery of a cover.

Adams: Really!?

1.....
2.....
Steve easily gets his shoulder up.

Simone: How insulting can you get?

Junior: That's okay! That's okay! I got this!

Junior pulls him up and throws a right hand, knocking Steve back down into the near corner. Junior follows him in and presses a boot to Ramone's throat, choking him out as Jasmine issues her count.

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

Junior breaks and lands a hard boot down into Ramone's exposed body. Junior pulls him up and Irish whips him into the far corner. Junior charges in after him but Steve leapfrogs back over him, turning around with a sunset flip!

1.....
2.....
Kick out by Geno Jr!

Steve pops right back up and charges into the ropes, but as he comes off, Junior connects with a high leg lariat! Steve staggers to his feet, seemingly out of it, and Junior leapfrogs over him, turning it into a one-handed bulldog!

Adams: Dog trainer!

Junior covers him and hooks the near leg!

1.....
2.....
Steve kicks out!

Junior: Come on!

Junior jumps to his feet and argues with Jasmine!

Junior: That was three!

Jasmine holds up two fingers, saying otherwise. Junior stomps his feet in a classic tantrum!

Junior: THAT WAS THREE!

Simone: Someone change his diaper!

Adams: I understand Christian would be willing.

Angered by Jasmine not giving him his way, Junior turns and begins stomping the hell out of the downed Steve Ramone.

Simone: he's got his father's temper, that's for damn sure!

Junior drags him up and brings Steve up and over with the Open Revolt, a Pumphandle flipping release half nelson. Junior then climbs to the top rope and slices a thumb across his throat. Steve slowly gets to his feet and Junior leaps off and nails Ramone with a missile dropkick! Steve crashes back head over heels and Junior covers him!

1.....
2.....
3 - KICK OUT!

Junior: Come ON!!!

Junior falls back against the ropes, a look of stunned disbelief on his face, as he looks imploringly at the official but she again says it was only two! Tearing at his curls, Junior storms up and lands a boot to Steve before peeling him up off of the canvas. Junior goes for an Irish whip into the ropes but Steve reverses it. Junior comes off and Steve drops to the canvas. Junior runs over him and Steve gets to his feet. Junior comes off and jumps for a leapfrog -- but Steve catches him and nails an inverted atomic drop!

Adams: Well it's not like he ever uses those anyway!

Junior clutches himself with his eyes tightly shut, hopping up and down! Steve falls back against the ropes and comes off, lashing out his foot...

Simone: Fearless Shot!

Adams: But both men are down! Steve can't pin him!

Charlotte and Gene Senior both pounds the ring apron, trying to rally their respective grappler as Jasmine issues her count!

1...
2...
3...
4...
5...
6...

Geno Junior uses the ropes to drag himself to his feet first!
7...
8...

And Steve is next to his feet!

Junior moves in and swings, but Steve blocks it and lands a right hand of his own that sends Junior staggering back! Junior tries again, with the same result. Steve knocks him back into the near corner and pins Junior in! Steve climbs to the middle turnbuckle and holds a fist up to the crowd's cheers! Steve then unloads with the fans chanting along!

Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN!

Adams: Chris couldn't have had that translated? We are in Africa after all!

Geno is out and Steve springs up off the middle ropes, scissors his head and brings him over with a Hurricanrana! Steve dives on top of him and hooks the leg!

1.....
2.....
Junior kicks out!

Simone: Steve came so close to ending Junior's unbeaten streak right there!

Steve pulls him up and sends him into the ropes. Steve jumps for a second Hurricanrana, but Junior counters by just dropping him in a powerbomb! The cocky Junior then just lays back easily across Steve's chest for a pin.

1.....
2.....
But Steve pulls Junior back over in a crucifix pin!

1.....
2.....
3 -KICK OUT!

Steve falls over, exasperated as the crowd moans in disappointment.

Adams: Too close!

Simone: Junior's arrogance almost cost him!

Steve pulls him up and goes for an Irish whip but Junior reverses it. Steve jumps onto the middle rope and springboards back, bulldogging Junior into the mat! Steve proceeds to tear Junior's head mic off and throws it out of the ring!

Adams: Thank you!

Simone: We should give the man a fruit basket for that alone!

Steve rolls Junior onto his back and positions him, then starts to climb up the corner, facing the fans.

Adams: Oh crap! Look who's here!

The camera picks up Gabriel and Odette Ryder standing at the top of the ramp, watching the proceedings, and the capacity crowd starts booing.

Steve gets to the top turnbuckle an looks up, and finally notices them. Steve points at the dastardly duo and starts shouting and Gabriel just grins and nods, applauding his rival in a mocking manner as Odette hangs onto her man, arms draped around his neck. Steve continues to berate the pair when...

Adams: Look out!

Geno Junior comes up from behind and pulls Steve off the corner in an Electric Chair position! Junior then reaches up, grabs him around the back of the head, and drops him down into an Electric Chair driver!

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

The bell sounds and the crowd boos viciously as Gabriel laughs, mocking Steve!

Adams: Junior wins!

Simone: And Steve allowed himself to get distracted by that smarmy jackass and it cost him!

Justin: Here is your winner ... Gene Banton Junior!

Gabriel and Odette vanish behind the stage curtains as Junior rolls out of the ring to his awaiting father who raises his arms in victory while the crowd boos! The father and son duo make their way toward the back as Charlotte climbs into the ring to check on her husband.

Simone: I would hate to be Gabriel when Steve finally gets his hands on him.




The intro of “Simon Says” By Drain STH plays over the arena’s PA system, and to a cheer from the fans, Simon Jones appears at the entry stage, carrying the SCW heavyweight title over his right shoulder. As he makes his way towards the ring, Simon slaps hands with some of the fans. After entering the ring, he walks to the centre and holds aloft the heavyweight title, to further cheers and applause from the fans; he then places the title back over his shoulder, collects the microphone from Justin Decent, and waits for his music to cease playing.

Simon: It was fifty-two weeks ago today that I set foot inside the six-sided ring for the first time. As I did so on that Sunday evening last April, when SCW was visiting Argentina, I wasn't even a member of the roster - I was simply there to promote a match between myself and Vixen, which would take place in ACW, later that month.

A brief pause follows, before Simon opens his mouth to speak again.

Simon: Oh, and speaking of Vixen, before I go any further, I'd just like to pass on my congratulations to our double champion.

There is a mixture of applause and cheers from the crowd; Simon nods his head, and then waits for the crowd to quieten, before continuing.

Simon: Now, it was six weeks after that night in Buenos Aires that I made my SCW debut, and a further two weeks later that I signed a contract to officially join the roster of SCW. And as I stand here now, one day away from it being a year since I first stepped into this ring, I find myself reflecting on what has been the best twelve months of my career - and arguably the best twelve months of my life.

Simon glances down at the heavyweight title.

Simon: It has been a period that saw me achieve a long-held goal of mine: to win an NWA title. Of course, after SCW - and ACW - left the NWA, I then vacated that particular title. But it was no bother, because I went on to surpass that achievement, when I won this thing.

Simon taps the title with his right hand.

Simon: My first reign as Heavyweight Champion may have come to an end with my first defence of the title, but six and a half months later, when I was given the chance to regain the title, I made no mistake. And after Blaze Of Glory, two weeks ago, when I was able to successfully defended the title, I am proud to stand here, still the SCW Heavyweight Champion.

Simon lifts up the title, to cheers from the crowd; he holds the title in the air for a moment or two, before putting it back on his shoulder, as the cheers die down.

Simon: But that wasn't the only success that I had at Blaze Of Glory III - together with Brandi Shotze, I won the second annual Blast from the Past tournament.

There are further cheers from the crowd.

Simon: I would like to take this opportunity to publicly thank Brandi Shotze for being such a great tag team partner. And I also want to commend Ethan Brody for the manner in which he reacted to the defeat, by losing gracefully.

Again, there is a mixture of applause and cheers from the crowd.

Simon: Ethan, good luck to you and Landon for your match later, against "Duke" Ata Tupoi and Max Burke. And finally, on the subject of thanking people, I want to thank all of you, the fans.

Simon points towards the crowd, who respond with more cheers.

Simon: As I said a few weeks ago, being in this ring, being cheered on by you fans, is always a moment to savour. I just hope that Mark Ward gets his wish for a world tour, so that we can visit all four corners of the globe, and so that I - and the rest of the roster - can share moments like this with the SCW fans around the world. And who knows, if there is a world tour next year, perhaps we'll even return to Morocco.

The cheers of the crowd get louder, and they then begin to chant, "S-C-W! S-C-W! S-C-W!"

Simon: So, what will be next for me - who will be my next challenger for the SCW Heavyweight Championship? Will it be the aforementioned Max Burke?

The crowd boos.

Simon: Or will it be someone else? And how does a man who two weeks ago earned a title shot, make use of said title shot, when he is already the Heavyweight Champion?

Simon shrugs his shoulders.

Simon: These are questions that I don't yet know the answer to, but I look forward to finding out. For now though, I think I've taken up enough time, so I bid you farewell, and I hope that you all enjoy the rest of the show.

As the crowd cheers again, Simon hands the microphone back to Justin Decent. "Simon Says" by Drain STH then begins to play once more, as Simon steps through the ropes, and as he heads backstage, he again slaps hands with some of the fans.




Backstage, we spot Angelica walking around outside of the Women’s Locker Room area. She scoffs as Delia applies her make up in her compact mirror, seeming unaffected by whatever has Angelica’s panties in a bunch. Angelica stops and stares daggers through Delia.

Angelica: I can’t believe them! We are supposed to be getting ready for our runway tonight, and they just disappear on us? It’s bullshit!

Delia: Relax, darling… If z’ey don’t want to be a part of z’is, z’en fuck z’em. Don’t worry yourself over it. You and I bo’s have enough beauty and talent to carry us s’rough a runway by ourselves, no?

Angelica: Yeah, but it’s disrespectful! If they are going to bail on us, after the most awesome entrance in SCW history, when all eyes will be on us to top ourselves…

Delia places her hand in front of Angelica’s face, stopping her mid sentence. Angelica doesn’t look pleased by this, but Delia has only good intentions, surprisingly.

Delia: Look… Maybe z’e girls followed after Veronica to make sure she is alright after z’e news… We mustn’t concern ourselves wi’s z’at now…

Angelica’s phone goes off in her pocket. She grunts as she pulls it out, reading it. She sighs in annoyance before walking away from Delia.

Angelica: Ugh! Ms. Flannigan is having boy troubles, and Holly texted me to come help out! Like we aren’t running out of time as it is…

Angelica’s voice trails off as she storms off down the hallway. Delia watches with a half smile on her face as she tucks her compact mirror into her own pocket. She shakes her head at the hijinx taking place tonight with her girls. She walks into the locker room, allowing the door to shut behind her. As we fade out, we spot a hooded figure quickly go into the room after her.




The lights turn to a blue filter and we can hear the opening drums from “Burning Down The House” by the Used. The small crowd jumps to their feet and they begin to cheer as “Mr. Showtime” Drake Green steps out on to the stage. He lifts his arms up and down, motioning for the packed house to get up on their feet and cheer.

Crowd: POP!

Green, with a somber look on his face, stands in a black pinstriped suit. With a posthumous look on his face her scans through the Moroccan crowd and lets out a small crack of smile. 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
#I'm-An-Or-Din-A-Ry-Guy?
#Burning down the house

Adams: Green certainly looks like he's got something important to say.

Simone: We haven't heard from Mr. Showtime since he took that beating from Sean Jackson at Blaze of Glory III.

Drake trades handshakes and hugs with several of the fans in the crowd as he makes his way to the steel steps. He pauses for a brief moment before letting out a deep breath. He slides through the ropes and walks over toward the side of the ring, motioning for the microphone. He raises his hand as to quiet the crowd before finally speaking.

Drake: Ladies and gentlemen of the SCW Universe...my colleagues in the back and of course here at ringside...it is with great sorrow...

Green stops himself for a moment as if choking on his own words.

Drake: This is tough.

He smiles and lets out a small chuckle and a sigh before bringing the microphone back up.

Drake: Where to start? My career has spanned about a dozen years now. I've fought great battles and won championships all over the world. Umm...throughout most of that time it never really felt like I had a home. That was until about about a year ago when I found Sin City Wrestling.

Green stops himself again for a moment and wipes away what looks like a small tear in his left eye.

Drake: The level of talent that this great company has acquired both before and since I've been here...the level of dedication and commitment from people like Christian Underwood and Erik Staggs and to a lesser extent that piece of shit Hot Stuff Mark Ward....

Drake smiles.

Drake: You can knock a lot of things about Mark Ward but you can't knock the intensity he brings to wrestling business and this company. Collectively I think they put out a fantastic product that will be here long after any of us are gone.

The crowd claps and cheers before Drake quiets the down again.

Drake: Two weeks ago at Blaze of Glory 3, I fractured three vertebrae in my back. I was advised by both the SCW Medical staff and a private physician Dr. James Andrews who I saw earlier this week that it is time to hang up the boots...both literally and figuratively.

The crowd quiets down a small hush runs through it.

Drake: This is a very tough decision for me. This is something that I feel like I will probably regret for the rest of my life because I feel like I'm not done here. But you can't...you can't risk life. Something I've learned throughout my experiences in this business is that nothing is more precious than the time you have on this earth. I'm not gonna risk that-

Drake's eyes well up with tears.

Drake: I can't risk that for a piece of gold....I just can't do it any more. So it's with great sorrow that I say farewell to all of you. I hope that one day we see each other again but please know that from the bottom of my heart that I love you all and I leave you with this; just one last time... people of Morocco, MY PEOPLE! WHAT MOTHER FUCKING TIME IS IT?!

Crowd: SHOWTIME!

Drake: Thank you! Thank you all!

Drake hands the microphone back to Justin and waves a few times to the crowd.

Crowd: THANK YOU DRAKE! THANK YOU DRAKE! THANK YOU DRAKE!

He slips out of the rings and high fives the audience on his way up the ramp as "Burning Down the House" plays one more time. He gets to the top of the stage and turns back around to face the crowd.

Crowd: SHOWTIME! SHOWTIME! SHOWTIME!

Drake smiles before pointing straight up to the sky with both his arms in his usual fashion. He mouths the words thank you a few more times before waving to the cheering crowd and stepping back behind the curtain.




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"Help is on the Way" plays over the PA system.

Justin: Introducing first, accompanied to the ring by Cyrus... from Tampa, Florida... Roxi Johnson!

Once the lyrics begin, Roxi Johnson and Cyrus emerge from the backstage area. She pauses at the top of the entranceway, soaking in the atmosphere. She stares ahead at the ring and begins a slow walk towards it.

Simone: I still don’t know what to think of Roxi’s new demeanor.

Adams: Don’t forget about her new “friend” there too.

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. Cyrus makes his way over to where Roxi is, and positions himself at ringside.

Justin: And her opponent. From Dunedin, New Zealand, she is Emma Rose!!!

”Able to Love” by Benny Benassi plays over the public address as Emma Rose comes out onto the stage with Ben Jordan. She blows a kiss to the fans before working her way down the aisle arm in arm with Ben. Emma gets inside of the ring and walks over to the turnbuckle stepping up on to the second rope with her arm in the air.

Simone: The Cockney King is once again accompanying Emma Rose to even the odds a bit here tonight.

Ben fires up the crowd before the start of the match, pounding the mat and getting the crowd riled up.

Ben & Crowd: EMMA! EMMA! EMMA!

Jacob Summers gives both Roxi, and Emma final instructions before signalling for the start of the match.

DING! DING! DING!

Simone: Jacob Summers calls for the bell, and this match is underway!

Emma and Roxie circle each other to start off the match. Both women are cautious in the beginning. The two bombshells lock up in a collar and elbow tie up. They jockey for position, but neither bombshell has a noticeable strength advantage. Roxi finally gets the advantage with a well placed foot, knocking the feet out from underneath Emma Rose, and sending her to the canvas. Roxi quickly scoops the legs of Emma Rose in her grasp, and attempts to cross them.

Simone: Roxi’s going for a sharpshooter!

Emma quickly realizes this, and kicks both feet hard into the chest of Roxi sending her crashing through the ropes and to the floor. Cyrus rushes over to Roxi. He checks on her condition from the hard landing. Meanwhile, in the ring Emma Rose kips up to her feet and signals to the crowd. Cyrus picks Roxi up to her feet just as Emma Rose dives through the ropes and crashes into the couple sending them back to the floor. The crowd, and the Cockney King erupt from Emma Rose’s fearlessness.

Ben & Crowd:: EMMA! EMMA! EMMA!

Emma makes her way back to her feet, and lifts Roxi up by the head. She rolls her back into the ring. Emma climbs back up to the apron. As she is about to get back in the ring, Cyrus hooks her around the ankle. Roxi takes the advantage of the distraction dropping Emma Rose with a well placed dropkick. Ben gets up on the apron, arguing with Jacob Summers about the interference from Cyrus. This does more harm than good as Cyrus interferes again by reaching under the bottom rope, and choking Emma Rose while Jacob’s back is turned from the action. Roxi takes over with a foot to the throat just as Jacob turns around to catch her in the act. He starts the five count.

1!

2!

3!

4!

Roxi lifts her foot just before Jacob reaches five. He gives her a strong warning, but she shrugs it off. Jacob backs her off more to give Emma Rose a chance to recover, but Cyrus uses the distraction to once again choke her some more behind Summers’ back. Ben has had enough, and darts around the ring to come to Emma Rose’s aid. Ben springs off the ring steps, and absolutely destroys Cyrus with a forearm smash that sends him crumbling to the floor. Ben mounts Cyrus, and begins to unload on him as the crowd goes absolutely bonkers in Club Theatro!

Crowd: BEN! BEN! BEN! BEN!

Jacob Summers turns around to see the scuffle on the floor. Jacob can tell he is losing control of the match, and ejects BOTH men!

Simone: That’s a night for Cyrus and Ben! Jacob has ejected both men for the scuffle on the floor.

SCW Security make their way to ringside, and help Cyrus to the back as Ben Jordan pounds the mat again to root Emma Rose on before Jacob yells at him again to leave immediately. Ben throws up his hands immediately and starts to make his way to the back. Emma finally has made it back to her feet. Roxi rushes in to continue the attack. Emma goes for a clothesline, but Roxi ducks it. Roxi springs off the ropes. She soars through the air going for her patented Ray Of Hope kick.

Simone: RAY OF HOPE!

Ben yells at Emma to look out. Emma catches a glimpse of Roxi just in time.

Adams: NO! Emma ducked it!

Emma Rose ducks the flying kick at the last second. Roxi lands awkwardly on the canvas, appearing to tweak her knee. Roxi grabs her a knee momentarily checking it for stability. This gives Emma the chance she needs. Emma hooks both arms in a full nelson.

Simone: HERE IT COMES!

Emma dives forward with Roxi in her grasp. She plants her face first into the canvas.

Simone: KIA KAHA!

Emma slowly rolls over Roxi. She falls across her, scoops both legs pinning her to the mat. Jacob Summers is in perfect position, and drops down to make the count.

1!

Emma leans back hard putting all her weight on the chest and shoulders of Roxi. She digs in her heels for added leverage.

2!

Roxi tries to get up a shoulder, but she is a split second too late as Jacobs hand slams the mat for the final time!

3!

Justin: Here is your winner... EMMA ROSE!!!

Ben Jordan rushes back down the aisle, and slides into the ring. He helps Emma Rose back to her feet, and raises her arm high in the air.

Simone: Emma Rose is on a roll lately! She’s got a bright future here in SCW!




Backstage Scott Oliver has caught up with "The Duke" Ata Tupoi who looks ready for his fight.

Oliver: so Duke I just read a report online about the promo you cut for your match. A local news thingy is saying you broke some local fighters leg.

Duke: It sure felt like I did.

Ata grins and Oliver seems unsure where to go next, but takes a half step back.

Oliver: What was the deal with putting numbers on their forehead? That was kind of creepy, I mean no offense.

Duke: It was to prove a point, man. Everyone has a number, and those two locals. Well there number was called up. Every man in the SCW are marked. They are just waiting around to be destroyed by me. It starts with Guns for Hire but it won't stop...ever.

Oliver: Even Max Burke has a number?

Duke laughs at that but even his laugh is predatory.

Duke: Yeah man, he has a number. Even Ward and Underwood have a number. Mark knew that even he invited me here. He knew what I bring to the table, full on brutality. That is why they are going to keep giving me targets, it's in their best interest.

Oliver: but some people are saying you are just Max Burkes henchman.

Duke: Did you just grow some balls? Listen let me make this clear. I work with Max and Ward, not for them. They see the benefit of having a monster like me unleashed in the SCW and I benefit by having a nearly unending supply of fighters to break apart. I am no hench. My name is not Duke because it's cute, it is my goddamn title. I am descendent of warrior kings. Now Max is a friend and I respect Mark Ward, but I will never serve them. Now pick your words carefully because I might just decide your number is up.

Oliver: ummm good luck on your match.

Duke: your damn right.

Duke walks off as Scott Oliver breathes a visible sigh of relief.




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Backstage Karina Koji and Dee Jaa walk hand and hand talking. Karina has her patchwork hoody on but is otherwise dressed to just sit back enjoying the show. Behind them Ms. Rocky Mountain chases after them holding an old looking large package.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Excuse me....Ms Koji, can I talk to you for a moment??

Karina turns to face her. She flips up her hood revealing new dark purple hair and smiles.

Karina: Da, of course. You have a present for me?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: No, well perhaps. This package was sent to this building address to us with a letter that said to open it at a certain time, and to make sure that you were told about it.

Karina: Oh yah, hmmm interesting. Can I be around when you open it up?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Well, yes but we were also hoping you might shed some light on where it came from. You see it was delivered to this building back in 1953. I guess it was part of a casino than and every time the building gets sold, the owners passed this package on. Everyone was told not to open until tonight...and well I told them it had to be some kind of prank. The bosses think it has something to do with that time traveling gimmick.

Karina chuckles but Dee Jaa does not look amused. She in fact seems sort of nervous once the package's age was revealed.

Karina: Well I will tell you this...the time travel thing is no gimmick...but I don't know who sent it. Maybe I sent it in the future...or the past. Should be exciting to see...

Dee: We should go...umm I need to show you something.

Karina: Oh..will we be back in time for mystery package.

Dee: You will...yes.

Dee Jaa starts to drag Karina away as Ms Rocky Mountains looks over the strange package some more.




Simone: And it’s now time for a huge grudge match! The returning Duka Ata Tupoi was revealed that to be Max Burke’s mercenary; they brutally attacked Landon Axel, now Brody and Axel reunite as Guns for Hire to face the former ACW Champion and devilish mastermind in the wrestling pedigree, Max Burke.

Adams: That was a bit long winded wasn’t it? I would have just said ‘Up next is the Texas tornado match between Burke & Duke against the Guns for Hire’ See I amaze myself sometimes of my genies.

Simone: We are all amazed of your genius, Jason.

“The End” by Roadrunner United begins to play as the houselights dim, Axel and Brody step out to a chorus of cheers, the two stand on the stage looking around at the audience. After a moment they turn to one another, raising their arms up and slap hands as the two glare at one another, the two then step away and walk down the aisle way with Axel acknowledging the crowd more than Brody.

Adams: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is your Texas Tornado tag team match! Introducing first at a combined weight of five hundred sixteen pounds, they are the former SCW Tag Team Champions, they are the team of Landon Axel, Ethan Brody.. GUNS FOR HIRE!

Ethan steps up onto the ring apron whilst Axel climbs the steps and walks along the apron to the opposite apron; Brody steps in as Axel climbs the rungs of the turnbuckle and points out at the crowd with Brody standing near the ropes with his arms raised, Axel steps on the top rope and jumps into the ring. The two step into their assigned corner as Jasmine St Clair walks over to them as the music slowly fades away. She checks the two competitors for foreign objects.

Adams: It’s good to see the two teaming once again. Brody almost did the unthinkable of becoming Heavyweight Champion and Blast from the Past tournament winner.

Simone: I don’t think it would be unthinkable, Jason. The last time these two where in the ring they were facing one another in the tournament and Brody was victorious on that occasion. He managed to reach the finals when former champions didn’t. Brody has a bright future and so does Axel here in SCW.

Adams: Let’s hope Lucian Frost doesn’t pick up on that and confront you again like last time.

Simone: When they lose the Tag Team Championships I’ll be the first on my feet applauding their loss, and maybe it will be Guns for Hire who’ll have that honour

Adams: Let’s not forget the bosom buddies and Jon Dough.

Simone: How can we ever forget the bosom buddies!

The arena quiets down as the house lights drop out and a chilling blue light filters through the crowd. The soft opening guitars of Limp Bizkit's 'Behind Blue Eyes' begin to ring out as 'Pro Wrestling's Pedigree' and Max Burke steps out on to the stage with Ruby a few feet behind him and the towering Duke Ata Tupoi behind him. Standing clad in black tights with 'BURKE" written across the back and tall black shiny boots and knee pads, he raises his arms in the air with an angry look on his face. He wears his leather jacket with a hood covering his head. He lets out a small smile as the crowd boos and then he and Ruby start to slowly walk down the ramp as the lyrics kick in.

"No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes"

The crowd continues to boo as Max slowly walks past them. He turns to them and raises his hand in a threatening back hand manner and then chuckles to himself when a few of the fans jump back in fear. He walks up the steel steps and stops for a moment, staring straight up at the sky. He lifts his arm and points to the sky, his ode to his Uncle Ben, and then very quietly slips into the ring between the top and second rope.

"But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free"

He jumps up on the top rope and squats up there for a moment, before flipping the hood off of his head and posing. Duke Ata Tupoi steps up onto the ring apron and climbs into the ring, he glares at their opponents Guns for Hire, Landon glares back and looks to charge forward but Brody places hs hand on his chest. Max jumps back down into the ring to a chorus of a few more boos, he slips off his jacket, handing it over to Ruby. She clutches it close to her chest as she leaves the ring as Max leans up against the ropes, tapping Duke on the shoulder and whispering something into his ear, the music fades away with Duke nodding in agreement. Justin steps forward as Jasmine walks over to Burke and Ata Tupoi.

Justin: And their opponents, the former Atlantic Championship Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion… DUKE ATA TUPOI and his partner, hailing from Dorchester, New Brunswick, Canada. He is the wrestling pedigree of professional wrestling, he is a former SCW Roulette Champion… MAX.. BURKE!

Justin climbs out of the ring as Jasmine is satisfied of the pre-match checks, steps into the centre of the ring and signals for the bell as this Texas Tornado match is underway.

*DING*DING*DING*

Max Burke takes a step back as Duke Ata Tupoi steps forward with Ethan Brody and Landon Axel standing in their corner, looking towards each other drawing rock, paper and scissors, Landon smiles as it appears he won and they begin to step either side of Duke as he now appears in the middle. Ethan nods his head to Landon who rushes across the ring and clotheslines Max Burke over the top rope. Ethan and Duke stare at each other, Duke smiles as Ethan say a few words, he follows it up with a fierce right hand but Duke continues to smile, Ethan hits him with another but again Duke just smiles and doesn’t budge. Landon kneels down behind Duke’s legs as Ethan hits a superkick which causes Duke to stumble backwards before falling over Landon Axel onto the canvas, Max Burke leans into the ring to grab Duke’s arm and yanks him to the outside. Guns for Hire raises their arms and slap hands to the jubilation of the crowd.

Simone: I think Duke is going to be pretty much unstoppable, he didn’t budge with those hard right hands thanks to Ethan, it took the outsmarting and childish antics by Landon to cause the monstrous powerhouse to fall to the canvas.

Adams: I’m pretty sure chloroform would have had a much better impact, it helps me a Thursday night.. ahem ah I’ve said too much.

Simone: You use chloroform on Duke on a Thursday night?

Max Burke composes himself as Duke looks ready to climb back in, Duke places his knee on the ring apron and is about to pull himself up via the middle rope, Landon rushes across the ring, bounces on the ropes, rushes back and dropkicks Duke in the face which cause him to fall back down on the outside. Duke smiles as he rubs his face, Landon climbs up onto the turnbuckle, leaps and hits a double axe handle on the outside to Duke. Max moves around the outside of the ring to avoid the contact by Landon, Ethan slides out a few feet away from Max, Burke thinks he’s escaped as he back steps into the front of Ethan. Max looks horrified as he turns around to see Ethan smiling towards him, executing a snap suplex onto the outside. Duke leans against the ring apron as Landon hits a few European uppercuts but Duke Looks like he’s enjoying them. Ethan lifts Max up and Irish whips him into the barricade, Burke falls over the top and into the crowd, Brody follows suit and climbs over after him, Max manages to do a scissor takedown, which causes Ethan to fall face first into a couple of empty seats at ringside. Landon takes a step back to evaluate the situation but in that split second of time, Duke does the Muay Thai Clinch with several knees to the head.

Simone: Landon looks like he’s just been knocked back to Blaze of Glory with his head whipping back from those strong knees by Duke.

Adams: Has Ethan and Max left the building?

Simone: No Max is stomping on Ethan with Jasmine St. John wanting them back into the ring.

Adams: It’s weird that there are two empty seats at ringside, I thought this was a sell out?

Max Burke hooks Ethan Brody up into a suplex position before hitting a brainbuster on the edge of the barricade, Ethan falls onto the padded floor at ringside grasping his neck, Burke smirks as he climbs back to the ringside area and slides Ethan back into the ring. Landon slowly gets to his feet feeling dazed and confused as Duke hits a couple of kick switch kicks, a quick jab and right hook before hitting a swinging reverse STO. Max Burke goes for a quick cover but Ethan kicks out before Jasmine can get down to the canvas, Burke swivels his body over Brodys and puts him into a Fujiwara armbar. Duke slides into the ring and stands over Brody and Max. Max lets go of the hold and gets up as Duke lifts Ethan up and hits an inverted powerslam, Max grabs the legs and hits a wheelbarrow suplex before Ethan could catch his breath. Duke lifts the veteran up and executes a Swinging Leg Hook Fireman Carry Slam followed by a mount with several hard hitting rights and lefts into the cranium of Ethan Brody.

Simone: Duke was unstoppable as ACW Champion when the promotion first opened, claiming the championship and defending it successfully, going to different promotions doing what he’s doing tonight.

Adams: He has single handily destroyed Guns for Hire with his impressive power and moves. We saw what he can do to Landon at Blaze of Glory and he’s now doing it to him and Brody here tonight. I sure don’t want to upset him anytime soon.

Max climbs to the outside and slides the half dazed Landon Axel into the ring, Duke Ata Tupoi locks in the keylock onto Brody, Max walks across the and runs looking for a shining wizard knee strike but Landon ducks underneath it. Grabbing the loose leg of Burke and getting to his feet before hitting the multitude of Shin Breakers, Burke falls backwards onto the canvas trying to grab his knee, Landon quickly locks in his submission finisher of the Axelled. Burke screams out in pain, trying to reach the bottom rope, he uses all his might to drag himself closer but Axel moves forward leaving Max Burke in agony. Duke Ata Tupoi looks up to see Max in trouble and lets go of the keylock, rushing over towards Landon, he lets go of the hold just before he is speared to the ground. Brody rolls to the side of the ring, as does Max who holds his leg in pain. Duke Ata Tupoi lifts Landon up and hits a thrust spinebuster on the young Texan and stands tall in the ring with a chorus of boos following.

Simone: Max looked like he was going to tap if Duke hadn’t made the save.

Adams: As insurance policies go I think Max has a platinum account!

Simone: Certainly getting his monies worth as he could prove vital in this growing group of Mark Wards and Burkes. Nothing gets the job done better than a warrior like Duke Ata Tupoi!

Adams: What is going on over there?

Coming through the crowd to an eruption of boos, with championships wrapped around their waists, holding up tickets in their hands is Lucian Frost and Joshua Acquin. The security team stand either side of them as they reach the front row and sit down, Duke Ata Tupoi leans over the ropes and stares at the champions, Lucian smiles waving his ticket in the air as Joshua settles down in his seat. Ethan Brody sneaks up behind Duke and rolls him up in a school boy pin.

ONE!

TW-Duke kicks out!

Ethan quickly tries to lock in the crucifix armbar, Duke tries to block the attempt by grasping his hands together, Ethan yanks with all his might to break the grasp and finally it happens with the armbar locked in and Duke doesn’t show any emotions whatsoever.

Simone: I cannot believe the nerve of the Tag Champions coming out

Adams: Well it answers the question as to why we had two empty seats at ringside earlier.

Simone: If Duke teams with Burke or Garcia then I would honestly be pleased if they captured the Tag Team titles, anyone but Frost!

Adams: Well despite your qualms with Frost they are the champions and they’re here to scout guns for hire I’m guessing.

Simone: Frost has a storied history with Ethan and Landon, ever since capturing the championships they’ve been at each other’s throats! It won’t just be Guns challenging for the Tag Team Championships, whomever captures the belts I’ll be happy Frost’s reign is over from a personal standpoint, but if Guns manages to dethrone the champions then it’ll be a bittersweet revenge for them.

Max rolls to the outside to shake the feeling back into his leg, he notices Frost and Acquin at ringside, slightly limping over to them as they get up off their seats. The three exchange looks before he turns back and slides back into the ring and stomps on the cranium of Brody, Duke twists his body around with Brody still semi in the lock, using all his power to lift him up as he gets to a standpoint and hits a powerbomb. Duke readjusts his grip to lift him back up and hits a second powerbomb. Landon Axel is bent over holding his side as Max wraps his arms around his neck and tries to lock in the Ode to Old School, Landon quickly grabs the legs of Max as Burke tightens the hold, Landon leaps backwards so his body lands on Burkes. Landon grabs the back of his head as it connected with Burke’s chin, Landon slowly gets up as Duke heads in his direction, from out of nowhere Landon hits the Death Sentence Kick! Duke falls down to the canvas like a tree as Landon leaps across the chest of Duke for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

Th-Duke physically lifts Landon up like he weighted nothing and throws him off.

Brody and Max are back up to their feet, Ethan feeling the worst for ware, Max notices Ethan and looks for the KTFO but as he spins and about to connect with the elbow, Ethan ducks underneath it causes Max to be off balance. Ethan locks in and delivers the DOA! Brody sits next to Max and is about to cover but he notices the Frost and Acquin at ringside, he rolls out of the ring and stands in front of the Tag Champions panting away as Frost slowly stands up smiling. Landon Axel and Duke are back up to their feet, Duke goes charging towards Axel but Landon moves out of the way causing Duke to run into the ropes, Brody glances to see the action in the ring, Landon connects with another Death Sentence kick to Duke who falls backwards into the ropes. Ethan leaps up onto the ring apron and Landon rushes over to help entangle Duke between the ropes. Duke looks at Landon snarling away as he tries to get free. Ethan turns to the champions and gives them a middle finger before sliding underneath the ropes.

Adams: I twort I saw a pwerty bird…I DID! I DID!

Simone: Duke has been incarcerated between the ropes and it looks like Guns for Hire are going to try and finish this match off with Max lying in prey.

Max Burke is struggling to get to his feet, he notices his mercenary entangled and looks at the two men towering over him, Burke gets up and looks to try and reason before kicking Ethan in the sternum, he tries to go for a MAXimum Overdrive on Landon but Ethan kicks Max in the stomach, positioning him and lifting him up into a powerbomb, Landon readies himself as he gets the crowd going, Landon grabs the neck before executing the GFH! Ethan kneel mounts over Burke with his hands pressed against his chest as Jasmine drops down for the count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

*DING*DING*DING*

Ethan and Landon gets up to their feet as “The End” begins to play over the PA system, Jasmine raises they arms up in victory, she goes over and tries to untangle Duke Ata Tupoi as the guns stare down at the Tag Team Champions. They are both on their feet holding their championships in their hands before lifting them in the air. Guns for Hire walk over to the side of the ring and both simultaneously symbolise the belts around their waists as the Tag Team Champions make their exit from ringside.

Justin: The winners of this match, Ethan Brody and Landon Axel… GUNS FOR HIRE!

Simone: A clear message here tonight sent by the former Champions, they want their belts back and they got a huge win here tonight!

Adams: Duke looks angry! Max will look angry once he realized what's happened!

Duke is freed and looks at Guns for Hire, he charges at them looking for a double clothesline, they duck; Duke halts and spins on the spot near the ropes to get both Guns for Hire running towards them and clotheslining him over the ropes to the outside. Duke lands on his feet and glares at the former champions, Jasmine helps Max over to the side of the ring, Duke helps Burke up as they begin their walk up the aisle way leaving Guns to celebrate in the ring.




Justin: Ladies and gentleman we interrupt our scheduled matches for a unique event to say the least. I am being told that we have a package addressed to Karina Koji with instructions to hand it to her in this ring, at this time.

The package is brought in and placed in the middle of the ring. It is obviously old, wrapped in brown paper that is faded. They start to play "The Ruler and The Killer" and the crowd gets excited that they get to see Karina in the ring. A PARTY HORDE chant starts up but Karina does not appear.

Adams: I don't think she is coming down.

Simone: I can't believe we are wasting our time with this.

Adams: Oh come on don't you like a good mystery.

They stop the music but the crowd keeps chanting. Than an odd whirling noise can be heard from under the ring. It is followed by an strange metallic clicking noise that is picking up speed. The crowd starts to get quiet as golden light flows from under the ring. Then with a great crash a figure rolls out from under the ring, smoke trailing there body as they crash into the barricade.

Adams: AHHH what was that!

Simone: Get a hold of yourself.

The figure gets up, they are wearing a Victorian style dress that is badly damaged and burnt in places. It is Karina Koji but she looks different. Her purple punk hair has been replaced with long flowing brown hair. She looks older somehow and very surprised to be here. She climbs into the ring and goes right for the package. She seems almost oblivious to the crowd chanting her name.

Simone: Ok, I admit this is pretty damn strange.

Adams: Karina, are you from the future? Am I still beautiful in the future!?

Karina ignores it all and starts to open the package. Inside is a metal box with spirals carved into it. Karina starts to shake her head, mumbling to herself in Romanian. She than pressed a hidden button on the side of the box and the top opens, purple light shooting out of it like a mini spot light. She curses and closes the box.

She holds the box, shaking her head and for the first time seems aware that she is surrounded by fans at a live event. Tears are on her cheeks as she waves oddly to the crowd.

Adams: Do you have any idea what is going on?

The fans start to chant Party Horde and they are able to get a strange smile from her face. Karina than walks to the edge of the ropes setting the box down. She climbs the ropes and the fans cheer her on. She than hops off the ropes and takes the box. She slips out of the rings and makes her way to the ramp.

Adams: Thats it...oh come on. What was in the box? Why did Karina look different? Am I still pretty in the future?

Simone: Well I don't care about your future, but this is a strange development with a fighter whose career can only be described as unconventional. Hopefully we will learn more soon.




“Zombie” by Breed 77 blasts through the speakers, the slow intro playing as the word move on the screen. The eyes of Gabriel appear on the screen, turning red as the heavier guitars kick in. Purple lights cut through the thick smoke starting to fill the entrance ramp.

Adams: Here he comes!

The crowd wait in anticipation, but Odette Ryder walks out on the top of the ramp. The figure of Gabriel walks out from behind the dark curtain, the a huge chorus of boos. Gabriel is wearing a leather jacket, down to his heels with a hood attached.

Adams: Announcement time.

Odette walks behind him and pulls the hood back from over his eyes, showing Gabriel’s face. Gabriel’s eyes are focused completely on the ring, his eyes narrowed as he glares at the ring. Odette walks in front of him, opening his long coat, pulling it apart, he puts his arms to his side and Odette runs her hands down his body. Gabriel turns his head to her, with a simple nod, they start to walk to the ring. Gabriel gets outside the ring and puts his hands together, a light burning from his palms. A flash of light engulfs the ring and Gabriel and Odette stands inside. Gabriel beckons Justin over with one finger. Justin hands him a microphone from outside the ring, but Gabriel puts up another finger. Justin grabs another microphone, handing it to Gabriel. Gabriel hands the second mic to Odette as the music fades out.

Gabriel: Boo all the fuck you want, you lot mean as much to me as Steve Ramone does.

The Moroccan crowd start to boo, throwing trash in to the ring.

Gabriel: Listen you third world pieces of camel shit, how about you shut your mouths and let the people who matter, talk.

Crowd: ASSHOLE, ASSHOLE, ASSHOLE!

Gabriel: Congrats, you've learned a word in English. I appreciate you taking three years out of your backward lives to learn one English word.

Odette is shown clapping Gabriel on with a massive smile on her face as she looks towards him, seemingly oblivious to the booing crowd around her. As Gabriel turns to Odette he raises his free hand signalling for her to take centre stage, without skipping a beat the young Aussie brings her microphone up to her lips.

Odette: For days I have been asked, why Odette why?

Crowd: BITCH, BITCH, BITCH!!!

Raising her right eyebrow Odette looks out into the sea of Moroccan wrestling fans with an unamused look on her face.

Odette: Okay let’s go through the rules, rule number one, when I speak you all shut the fuck up okay? I’m sure you can all manage to follow this simple rule, I mean many of you are filtered from the blood lines of slaves... so following a simple fucking instruction, should just come naturally.

Gabriel looks over to Odette, smirking proudly at her.

Odette: Okay, now where was I? Oh that’s right, all week I have been asked Why Odette Why? Well let me pose a question to you, why the fuck not?

Crowd: YOU OWE US, YOU OWE US, YOU OWE US!

A laugh leaves Odette’s lips as the fans continue to beg for an answer.

Odette: I owe you? What on earth would I owe you? That’s right nothing... absolutely nothing. You know what’s funny it took me a while, but I can finally see I did the right thing by turning my back on all of you... let’s get this clear, I don’t need you, I don’t owe you anything and I sure as hell don’t need to explain why I did what I did to Steve Ramone.

Crowd: STEVE, STEVE, STEVE!!

Odette: That’s it call out for your hero, call out for Steve, but you all know deep down inside that he isn’t coming out, that he isn’t going to step up to Gabriel... you see if Steve was smart he would have taken my advice, he should have taken my advice from the very beginning when I warned him... I told him to stay out of this, I told him not to go after Gabriel... I told him that I didn’t need him acting like a fake big brother to protect me, but alas... just like his dick Steve couldn’t let it go... he just had to keep at it week after week, coming out into the ring trying to prove his alliance to me, trying to prove that he was superior to my man... but look how it ended Steve... look where all this playing hero lead you, straight into hell.

Crowd: STEVE, STEVE, STEVE!!!

Odette rolls her eyes dramatically at the fans before continuing.

Odette: Congratulations Steve, if anything good has come out of this for you, it would be your fifteen minutes of fame... that Gabriel is going pluck out of your cold dead hands at the next super card. Sarcastically clapping Odette walks over closer to Gabriel as the fans continue to call out for Steve.

Odette: You know what makes me really sick Steve? Is that you kept talking about how well we worked as a team during the blast from the past, but take a look back Steve... we weren’t a team... we weren’t a functioning unit... I was the one that carried us, I was the one that lead us through the first two rounds... and hey what can I say, I got bored of you... I got bored of listening to you preach about how good you were and how amazing it feels to be working so hard at climbing the ranks...

Exhaling Odette smirked as she ran her right hand up Gabriel’s chest before finally letting it rest on his bare shoulder.

Odette: I got so fed up with listening to you brag about becoming the future Sin City Wrestling Champion it got to the point where I wanted to puke... You make me sick! You got a little taste for victory for the first time in your life... I could see it in your eyes you enjoyed being worth something you enjoyed feeling like a winner... so when I watched the referee make that long unforgettable ten count, it took every inch of power within me to hold back from laughing... as I watched the relevance drain for your face, as I watched your life come crashing down before you, because you knew that your simple ride to the top of Sin City Wrestling was over.

Odette smiles at the crowd

Odette: Let’s be honest, if I wanted to get past the mean girls, I would have done it with ease, because I’m that damn good at what I do... and what I do best is winning... and picking winners.

Looking directly up into Gabriel’s eyes she smiles at him ignoring the vocal fans around them. Gabriel puts his arm around Odette's waist while bringing his microphone up to his lips.

Gabriel: I'm getting sick of Steve Ramone talking so much shit, talking about how Odette is gonna turn on me. No Steve, you see, you were the joke in all this, you were the laughing stock. The joke was without a doubt in my mind, on you.

Gabriel turns his head, looking at Odette. Odette tilts her head, an unusual arrogant smile replacing the much more common bubbley look that usually dresses her face. Gabriel turns back towards the camera.

Gabriel: Would you like to know why I know this sexy lady isn't turning on me?

Gabriel puts up his free hand, beckoning the camera towards he and Odette. Gabriel lifts Odette's left hand to the camera. As the cameras pan in onto her ring finger they can see her famous nine carat engagement ring sparkling brightly, above it is another eye catching Made by DeBeers platinum wedding band with at least five diamonds that would easily make up four carats. As Odette and Gabriel share a heated look at each other Odette brings the microphone up to her glossed lips.

Odette: That’s right... why would I betray MY HUSBAND... think about it Steve you were nothing to me, you meant nothing to me... so why would I even think about betraying the man that means everything to me? Why I turn on the man that is my world?

Simone: I think I'm actually gonna be sick.

Adams: Yet you mock me when I feel sick about Jamie Dean.

Odette: So in future Justin, Belinda, Jason... address me by my correct name... address me as Mrs Odette Stevens... and for the rest of you... it’s Mrs Stevens to you.

Showing off her heavy left hand filled with only the best diamonds and platinum Odette smiles as Gabriel takes the microphone in his left hand allowing the cameras to catch a glimpse of his wedding band.

Gabriel: You see Steve, you were just the idiot that allowed us.

Gabriel points at Odette and then to himself.

Gabriel: Yes, us, to return in glorious fashion. You was the idiot that opened the damn gates of hell and we came out to play. You was the fool that like these beasts walk the earth, and put everyone you've ever cared about in danger. YOU DID THIS STEVE! At the next supercard, I am going to destroy your body, I am going to destroy your mind, I am going to crush your spirit. We control SCW now, and you are meaningless.

Gabriel pauses looking down to Odette who is encouraging him with her sparkling emerald eyes.

Gabriel: May God have mercy on you SCW.

Gabriel turns his head, running his lips across Odette's cheek, before turning it back towards the camera, his cheek pressed against Odette's cheek. He raises the mic in front of their lips.

Odette: Because we won't.

"Zombie" by Breed 77 blasts out as Gabriel and Odette drop the microphones. The walk towards the ropes and Gabriel leans down, holding it open for his wife to exit the ring. She steps through the ropes and drops to the floor, quickly followed by Gabriel. The duo walk up the ramp hand in hand and stop at the top. Odette turns and kisses Gabriel, causing the fans to boo. She wraps her arms around Gabriel's neck, holding him tight, before breaking off the kiss. They turn to the fans before smirking and exiting.




As the crowd wait patiently for the next match to begin, the camera suddenly catches Amy and Delia at the entranceway to the ring, as Amy clubs the back of Delia before grabbing a handful of hair and dragging her through the curtain, where she virtually drags Delia all the way to the ring with Delia screaming in pain and embarrassment.

Simone: This just got intense!

The crowd suddenly go wild at the site of Delia being manhandled.

Adams: Amy Marshall is not taking it light on Delia either!

As Amy finally gets to the ring, where she shoves Delia against the ring apron, before giving Delia a few eye watering slaps across the face before becoming momentarily distracted by pulling out a pair of handcuffs. This gives Delia a brief opening when she shoves Amy to the ground and lays in some boots before turning and looking up at the entrance and starts to scream and shout for Angelica, Holly, Tessa and Veronica who don’t appear.

Simone: Delia can sure talk a mean game, but it doesn’t look like she can back it up on her own here…

Getting back to her feet, Amy just laughs and walks up behind Delia and kicks the back of her knee and again grabs Delia by the hair and dragging her back to the ring. Pushing her against the apron, Amy grabs Delia’s left wrist and places the handcuff on before wrapping part of the chain around the second ropes then grabs Delia’s other wrist and cuffing it as well.

Adams: Well, it looks like Amy is set to take things up a notch here…

Amy smirks as she lifts the apron skirt and throws the keys beneath the ring before turning and grabbing a mic and turning to Delia as she struggles and screams for her Mean Girl posse.

Amy: You can scream and yell and keeping calling for your lap dogs but I have some bad news for you. If you like to look at the screen, there are some of your precious friends all tied up and not going anywhere.

The screen lights up to reveal a triple screen of Angelica, Holly Wood and Tessa all gagged and tied to a chair with some random unknown person standing behind them.

Amy: And just to point out that can only see you.

Amy looks back at the screen and smirks before turning back to Delia.

Amy: My dear Delia… you are very lucky that it’s just me here. There is virtually a line of girls wanting to get their hands on you for what you said and done, but because its just me here doesn’t mean your safe.

Amy takes a few steps forward towards Delia.

Amy: I warned you Delia… I warned you not piss me off and you just did that with your cheap lame shots and just with your presence in this company. At Blaze of Glory, I came out at the request of Erik because he knew deep down that you wouldn’t keep to your word… By the way, how did Erik’s ass taste?

Fans: *POP*

Amy shoved the mic into Delia face.

Delia: Go to hell, bitch!

Delia said tugging on the cuffs, as Amy shook her head.

Amy: Wrong answer bitch!

Amy drove the mic into Delia’s face. Before grabbing her by the hair.

Amy: Now… since you have the penchant to make over people with your cheap Wal-Mart make-up… here is one makeover that you can’t escape.

Amy rips off Delia’s wig to reveal her thin-mattered mahogany hair, where she drops it onto the floor and spits at it and kicks it away. Amy then leans down and lifts the ring apron up and rummages around for a few moments before pulling out a black make-up bag. Unzipping it, Amy dove into the bag and pulled out a black lipstick and turned and grabbed Delia by the face, where she gently places the lipstick onto Delia’s lips.

Amy: Perfect…. What does your lapdogs think?

Amy looks at the screen. All three of the Mean Girls tied up shake their heads as they try to scream through their gags.

Amy: You are all right.

Amy grabs Delia’s mahogany hair, as Delia screams in pain. Using the Black lipstick, Amy begins to write something on Delia forehead, that the camera can’t see until Amy moves to reveal it.

CHEAP DUMB CINDY WHORE

Amy: Perfect…

Amy turns to the screen.

Amy: What do you guys think?

A few mumbles can be heard but nothing to form actual words.

Amy: That’s such a good idea.

Amy smirks and turns back to Delia, where she runs a finger down to her cleavage and extends the lipstick. Amy draws a couple of arrows pointing down and then tries to write something but is stopped when Delia spits into the face of Amy.

Simone: I have to give Delia that much… Even through all of this, she still refuses to beg for mercy from Amy…

Adams: Or she is being a bad girl so Amy will punish her more like that one video of Amy’s…?

Amy steps back and glares at Delia before slowly wiping the spittle from her face.

Amy: You are going to pay for that.

Amy drops the lipstick and grabs the makeup bag and pulls out a set of brass knucks and grabs Delia’s face.

Amy: I could do anything to you. But I think for now just bruising what you most care about will just do.

Letting go of her face, Amy quickly drives her fist cover brass knucks into her stomach before moving up and driving her fist into Delia’s face knocking her out. Amy then spits onto Delia’s prone unconscious body and stands back to look at her handiwork, but its only for a brief moment as security and EMT’s come rushing from the back, forcing Amy to jump the barricade and into the crowd, where she smirks and raises her arm up before making a quick exit back to the backstage area.




The scene opens up backstage where we see the two participants in tonight’s main event for the SCW Roulette Championship, Kain and Brother Grimm, standing opposite each other in front of the SCW Roulette Wheel whilst Ms. Rocky Mountains stands near the wheel.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: All right gentlemen, I’m ready when you are.

Kain: Do it!

Brother Grimm: What he said.

Ms. Rocky Mountains nods in response before spinning the wheel and the two men watch on eagerly, after a few moments the wheel starts to slow down passing over several match choices such as TLC, Hell in a Cell, Last Man Standing, Inferno, Barbed Wire Match and finally Barbed Wire Hell in a Cell before eventually stopping on a stip that causes both champion and challenger to do double takes.

Simone: Oh my god.

Adams: That’s one of the most dangerous match types in wrestling and it hasn’t been done in SCW before!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: The Roulette Title will be contested under Buried Alive rules! Good luck to you both!

The two men nod to each other before walking off.




Simone: You heard it just a few moments ago people, tonight’s Main Event for the Roulette Title will be contested under Buried Alive rules!

Adams: No pinfalls, no submissions, no count outs, no disqualifications, only way to win is for one wrestler to bury the other alive!

As Jason says this, the camera zooms in the large hole that has been dug near the entrance ramp that has a pile of dirt and a shovel nearby it isn’t on an elevated space instead being a few feet below the entrance ramp with the hole being even deeper.

Simone: I don’t envy Drew Patton one bit.

Adams: Me neither, let’s take it to Justin!

Justin: The following contest is your main event of the evening! This Roulette Rules contest has been decided to be contested under Buried Alive Rules!

The Moroccan crowd cheers in response for this but before Justin can begin the introductions for either man the opening rift to Busta Rhyme and O

y Osbourne’s "This Means War!!" start to blast through the speakers, as red and yellow lights start to flash, the yellow cutting through the red to create an orange effect. The fans boo as the lyrics kick in.

"Just make sure them, them drums is smackin’
This, means, WAR!!"

Andrew appears at the top of the ramp, with his manager, Casey Williams behind him, the duo looking around at the crowd and not moving, his eyes burning holes through the crowd.

"Take a look inside
You can run and you can hide
If you cross my path
I'll make sure you feel my wrath
Give and you receive
Cherish every breath you breathe
Scriptures on the wall
Those who betray all must fall"

Andrew lets out a roar, his arms out wide before he looks around the crowd, focused. The Honorable Warrior starts to walk towards the ring slowly with Casey following in tow, stopping halfway down the ramp and turning his head to look at the booing crowd, their thumbs pointing down. Andrew shakes his head slowly and turns back to face the ring, walking down towards the apron before turning around and heading towards the announcer’s table where he joins Belinda and Jason.

Simone: And as if this couldn’t be even more interesting here’s Andrew Garcia!

Adams: What’s up Hulk?

Andrew: Two weeks ago at Blaze of Glory I lost my chance at the Roulette Title thanks to Kain; quite simply I intend to challenge the winner of this match!

Justin: Introducing first!

The lights in the arena goes down as the low-sounding guitar riff from Saliva's "Ladies And Gentlemen" plays and a lone spotlight is placed on the top of the entrance ramp, right at the center. Once the guitars and drums pick up noise and the song starts to play its tune, a platform rises from the bottom and the crowd recognizes Kain and his love, Ariel. The crowd cheers wildly for Kain as Saliva's front man, Josey Scott, sings his lyrics, boasting of a show that no one has ever seen before. Kain looks around the arena, smiles briefly at both sides of the crowd, then stares down the ring and locks on to his game face. Snarling with rage, he walks down the ramp with intent and purpose, thinking of the fight ahead of him. He feels the warm presence of Ariel's hand as the couple walk, side-by-side, but his mind is focused on the carnage tonight. Once they reach the bottom, Ariel goes behind Ariel, using her hands to untie his black robe and take it off him completely.

Justin: The challenger, from Detroit, Illinois, weighing in at 240ibs, he is “The King of Kings” Kain!

Simone: As Andrew has already mentioned Kain returned at Blaze of Glory III winning the opening match and earning his chance at the Roulette Championship.

Adams: Buried Alive match or not Grimm has a tough match ahead of him!

Kain is now shown from head to toe as the camera gets a great look at his incredible physique. The women couldn't help but gawk at his body while the men couldn't help but be awe in what they are seeing now. Ariel hands the black robe over to a nearby ring attendant, directly to her right, and then gets pulled in by Kain, who embraces her in a deep kiss. Ariel returns the kiss and the arena's noise got louder than before. Kain breaks off the kiss, bows to his queen, then turns away and walks up the steps and places both hands near the end the end of the top rope. He then hops on the top floor and performs a forward somersault before landing on the ground. As he lands, flaming pyro explodes from all corners of the ring as the lights grow back on. Climbing on each turnbuckle, he raises his right, clenched fist in the air and talks trash as multiple cameras flashes from the crowd. Finally, he heads to his corner kneels briefly, saying a few words to himself before rising up and looking behind as he spies the entrance ramp. "Ladies And Gentlemen" as Kain now stands still, awaiting his opponent.

Justin: And his opponent!

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: From the Other Side of Darkness, weighing in at 246lbs, he is the reigning and defending SCW Roulette Champion Brother Grimm!

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 however Brother Grimm never gets a chance to enter the ring as Kain surprises the champion by diving through the ropes and hitting Brother Grimm with a suicide dive!

Simone: Kain’s taking the fight to Grimm!

Adams: He didn’t even give Drew a chance to call for the bell!

Andrew: Against someone like Grimm you need to use tactics like that!

Drew calls for the bell in the ring whilst Kain lays into the Roulette Champion with rights and lefts to his face before getting up and searching under the ring for a weapon of some kind whilst Drew joins them on the outside, by that time Kain has found a suitable weapon, namely a steel chair, and grabs it and waits for Grimm to get up to his feet.

Simone: Kain can do a lot of damage with that weapon!

Adams: And with the stipulation in place he’ll need to do a lot of damage!

Andrew: Don’t count the champion yet!

Grimm eventually gets back to his feet and Kain swings with the chair, however Grimm ducks under the chair shot and when Kain spins around he is met with a brutal shot to the face from the very championship he’s competing for! Kain slumps down to the floor and a close-up of his face reveals that the attack has left Kain busted open.

Simone: This isn’t looking good for Kain!

Adams: Luckily for him Kain can’t be pinned, Grimm still has to drag Kain up the ramp and to the hole!

Andrew: I told you not to count him out!

Grimm tosses the title aside and starts dragging Kain up the ramp with the intent of burying him, however he barely makes it halfway up the ramp before Kain, who is still holding the chair, manages to toss the chair into Grimm’s path and Grimm doesn’t see the chair until he trips up on it giving Kain a chance to recover.

Simone: Some quick thinking by Kain may have saved him the match!

Adams: And now Kain has the chair again!

Andrew: Things are about to get interesting!

Kain waits patiently as Grimm quickly gets to his feet, when Grimm turns around Kain practically levels him with a chairshot! Kain takes a moment to survey the damage and finds out that the chairshot busted open Brother Grimm and Kain doesn’t let up by hitting him with several more chairshots so brutal that by the end the chair has been destroyed! Tossing the ruined chair aside Kain starts dragging Grimm up the ramp himself.

Simone: And now the tide has turned!

Adams: Both men want the Roulette Title!

Andrew: Don’t forget about me!

Kain eventually gets Grimm to the top of the ramp but collapses to his knees obviously feeling the effect of being busted open earlier in the match, this gives Grimm the chance he needs to get back on his feet and starts firing rights and lefts at Kain’s head despite feeling the effect off his own heavy bleeding, Kain is eventually able to get back to his feet and shoves Grimm away before stunning him with a Enziguri Kain stands near the highest point of the ramp that is directly above the hole trying to catch his breath whilst Grimm regains his ground.

Simone: Smart strategy by both men! They’ll need all the energy they can muster to bury the other alive!

Adams: And that’s if they can keep the other down long enough!

Andrew: No matter who wins or loses neither man will be the same after this!

Grimm recovers first and charges at Kain, Kain sees him coming but doesn’t have enough time to respond before Grimm spears him off the stage and into the hole unintentionally following him in as well!

Simone: OH MY GOD!

Adams: ARE THEY EVEN ALIVE?!

Andrew: What did I tell you?

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Drew rushes up to the hole clearly unsure of what to do since both men are in the hole and no one’s around to bury them, Drew almost calls for the bell when a pale hand rises out of the grave!

Adams: OH SHIT! IT’S A ZOMBIE!

Simone: No it’s Brother Grimm!

Andrew: There’s a difference?

Grimm forces himself out of the grave and, despite clearly being hurt from the fall, starts filling in the grave with dirt, after a few minutes the hole is filled in completely and Drew calls for the bell.

Justin: Here’s your winner and STILL SCW ROULETTE CHAMPION! BROTHER GRIMM!

Simone: Despite Kain’s best efforts Grimm retains the title!

Adams: What a match!

Andrew and Casey leave the ringside area and as they head to the backstage area Andrew points to Grimm and makes a belt motion around his waist before heading backstage, Grimm is handed the title whilst stage hands try to free Kain from the grave.




Thank you! To Chris, Mark, Erik, Derek, The Lord MK, Frost, Court, Sam, Aleksei, Roxi, Simon Jones, Michael Hardy, Casey, Mete, everyone involved in the tag team seg. Also to all our roleplayers that make this worth it. Also to Annie for the cracking graphics!