Climax Control

The crowd is alive with energy inside of Alexandria University in Alexandria, Egypt. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites. The energy is at an obvious fever pitch when Justin Decent, standing inside of the ring alongside famed Egyptian singer, Ruby

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, on behalf of Christian Underwood, Mark Ward, Erik Staggs and everyone in Sin City Wrestling, we would like to welcome you to the famed Alexandria University in Alexandria, Egypt for Climax Control!

The fans in attendance cheer!

Justin: Now to sing the Egyptian National Anthem, please help me welcome ... Ruby!

The fans are on their feet, cheering the famed Egyptian recording artist! Justin passes the house microphone to his and as the music begins to play, Ruby opens the show...

Ruby: Bilady Bilady Bilady
Laki h.ubbi- wa-fu’a-di-
Bilady Bilady Bilady
Laki h.ubbi- wa-fu’a-di-

Mis.r ya- umm al-bilad
Anti gha-yati- wal-mura-d
Wa-‘alá kull al-‘iba-d
Kam li-Ni-lik min a-ya-d

Mis.r anti aghlá durrah
Fawqa gabi-n ad-dahr ghurrah
Ya- bila-di- ‘ayshi- h.urrah
Wa-aslami- raghm al-a‘a-di-

Mis.r awla-dik kira-m
Awfiya-’ yar‘u- az-zima-m
Nah.nu h.arbun wa-sala-m
Wa-fida-ki- ya- bilady

The song ends and the crowd cheers! Ruby smiles and takes a bow before she passes the house mic back to the hands of Justin Decent and is assisted from the ring as the show is set to begin!

Simone: Hello and welcome to Climax Control, from the amazing country of Egypt, I'm Belinda Simone

Adams: And I was halfway through an Only Fools and Horses marathon, but they made me do this intro, but you can call me Jason Adams.

Simone: Seven matches to get you excited and some exciting news and we start with the return to the ring of Casey Williams as he takes on Old Skool.

Adams: Casey has been out of the ring for a while, but he has an ace up his sleeve, in the form of J2H in Casey's corner. Old Skool has some big odds to overcome, but he has been a man to pull off shocks. Tonight he can ruin Casey's return party.

Simone: Twisted Sister is someone who truly lives up to her name and tonight she is back in action in an SCW and tonight, she takes on someone clearly hungry for success.

Adams: Candy Overton has made her intents clear as she wants gold. Tonight, if she defeats one of the most vicious people on the roster, then the powers that be will have to open their eyes and take this young talented star a chance at solo gold.

Simone: Joshua Acquin and Steve Ramone shocked the world by defeating R.O.A.R for SCW Tag Team championships. Tonight, R.O.A.R get a chance to prove their worth.

Adams: One on one, Joshua Acquin against Sebastian Hardin. Both men will have their partners in their corner and R.O.A.R will be desperate to show the new champions, that they are not out of the title race just yet.

Simone: Lucy Saraphina made her debut just last week in an unsuccessful attempt to claim her first victory in SCW, tonight, she's in single action.

Adams: But tonight won't be any easier because she takes on The Nurse Cynthia Warren. Both these women are desperate to make their mark on SCW and both can use this match to do just that.

Simone: When you talk about powerhouse tag teams, they don't come more powerful then this team.

Adams: Natalie McKinley and Traci Patterson are the two most powerful women in SCW, but they go against experience tag team and former champions, The Metal and Punk Connection. There's a huge change in Amy lately as she aims to become the first grandslam champion, but this could be a rough night, because Natalie and Traci are one hell of a forceful team and if they become a regular team, they could be a force in SCW.

Simone: Born out of hate, yet here for your entertainment. Lord Raab challenged Andrew Watts and the staff has heard his calls.

Adams: Heard them and ramped it up a bit, because these two will be in an no holds barred, anything goes match. The bosses must be sadists because we all know that these two men are not gonna hold back. We know that these two have more pride than anything else and Raab is one of the most violent men to ever step in a ring. This will not be for the faint of heart.

Simone: Another great main even is waiting for you next and is for the SCW Bombshell tag team championship.

Adams: I never thought I'd ever have to say this, but it will be Veronica Taylor and Amanda Cortez defending the titles against former Mean Girls stable mates, Mercedes Vargas and Delia Darling. The Mean Girls imploded not long ago and this is the first time we will see all four in the ring destroying each other. People have been waiting for this for a long time.

Simone: Now before we continue here, we need to address something. Christian Underwood let slip about something on social media, talking about the supercard and how it might be a royal occasion.

Adams: This is true and left some people questioning stuff. A couple of weeks ago, Hot Stuff Mark Ward was approached for something after the show, but we do have exclusive footage this exchange and we couldn't show it until we had permission, but now we do. Let us show you what took place in Algers, Algeria.

The screen lights up. 17th May 2015

The office of Hot Stuff Mark Ward is seen, as he looks down on paperwork on his desk.

HS: Yeah, he's so fired, haven't got time to deal with idiots like that

Hot Stuff signs his name to a paper as a noise is heard outside the office, catching his attention. He looks up as the door bursts open.

HS: What the fuck?

Two men enter, both in black suits and sunglasses, both men wearing black ties and ear pieces.

HS: Someone die? You're dressed for a funeral

One of the men shut the door behind them and the duo approach. Hot Stuff stands up, looking at the men.

HS: Who the fuck are you two?

Man: Mr Ward, I presume?

HS: That's what the name says on the door.... and you are?

Man: We represent Sheikh Maktoum.

Hot Stuff scratches his head

HS: I have no idea who that is.

Man: The Sheikh is a very wealthy man based in Dubai, Mr Ward, and he has a proposition for you. As mentioned, Sheikh Maktoum is very wealthy and would like to invite you to do your show in Dubai for his sons birthday.

Hot Stuff holds back a smirk

HS: Sorry pal, we don't do kids party, maybe you should hire someone dressed as Spiderman or something, but these guys are trained pros, and you want them at someone's birthday party? Behave.

Man: Sheikh Maktoum is willing to pay each and every superstar on your roster three times their normal fee, plus willing to pay your company... well...

The man reaches in to his pocket, pulling out a slip of paper and putting it in front of Hot Stuff. Hot Stuff picks up the paper and looks at it, his eyes widening.

HS: That's seven figured and a whole lot of zeros.

Man: Sheikh Maktoum also invites you to do this show in his very own palace.

HS: A show in a palace, for seven figures.... I think we can make this happen....

The camera switches back to Jason and Belinda as the fans cheer.

Simone: So there you have it, our next SCW Supercard will be held in Sheikh Maktoum's very own palace!

Adams: I can't wait! Now it's time to get Climax Control one hundred and sixteen out of the way.... GO GO GO!




Climax Control opens with a video of Raffi playing on the big screen. It is a clip from one of his concerts singing one of his more popular songs.

Raffi: He’s got the whole world…in his hands
He’s got the whole wide world in his hands.
He’s got the whole world…in his hands
He’s got the whole world in his hands.

The song continues until the video switches to Shipman in a dark room. His face is glowing from a faint candle light. Some of his hair has draped down in front of his face.

Shipman: Ah Raffi, he always knew a good tune. Now as you can plainly see I am not joining you all in person tonight but don’t worry. I will still be making the biggest impact in SCW history tonight. But first, I must ask my former employer to come to that ring and face me.

Shipman pauses and waits but nothing is happening.

Shipman: Come on Gerrit. I know you are there. Come out and play. What are you scared I got your family albums? Your sex tapes with Sapphira? Maybe this week I will burn some of John and Brenda’s memories.

“Man in the Box” by Alice in Chains begins playing. Shipman has big smile on his face as he is seemingly a big figure in the sky watching the ring. Goth slowly and cautiously walks down to the ring, keeping an eye out for Shipman, in case it is a trap. When Goth approaches the ring, keeps his distance from the apron and walks right up the middle of the stares. On the screen we see Shipman laughing but can’t hear him unto the music fades out. Goth signals for a microphone which is quickly given to him.

Goth: Look I don’t know if I am talking to a recording and you are here in the arena, but this is going to come to an end. Please Shipman for the last time, I am pleading with you…

Goth drops to his knees.

Goth: I am begging you. Come here and end me. End my demons. Stop my madness.

Shipman laughs.

Shipman: Well Gerrit, first off, relax. I assure you I am not in the arena; I had to take a little vacation this week to properly unveil my most sinister action in SCW. But what could it be?

Goth: Shipman you son of a bitch. Come finish me. Take your barbed wire noose and hang my ass. Only you can kill my demons, unless you are too weak like you proved in Morocco.

Shipman: Oh Gerrit, you’re right, I can’t kill your demons. Well not all of them, after all I am the worst demon in your life right now.

Goth starts leaning over the ropes and waving for Shipman to come to the ring. Shipman just stands in the dark room smiling.

Shipman: Gerrit, I see you are anxious for a fight, well unfortunately for both of us that is not going to happen tonight. But I am going to be a winner tonight.

Shipman laughs as he grabs the candle stick that has been lighting the room. He walks around singing.

Shipman: He’s got the pretty little girl…in his hands
He’s got the pretty little girl in his hands
He’s got the pretty little girl…in his hands
He’s got the whole world in his hands.

Shipman moves the candle over and it causes a chain of candles to illuminate the room. Sapphira is seen next to Shipman. She has been stripped to her bra and panties, and is tied up with a gag-ball in her mouth. Her eyes are full of fear as her body glistens from the sweat. Goth is in the ring freaking out. He has thrown the microphone and is kicking and punching the ropes and the air.

Shipman: Look who I found Gerrit. I told you not to fuck with me. I told you not to push me. Now let me show you why I am evil.

Shipman takes a candle and looks at Sapphira. He begins to drip hot wax on her body. She let’s out muffled screams of pain with each drop. Shipman is laughing like a sadistic being with each sound. Goth is in the ring yelling at Shipman but we can’t hear over Shipman’s laughter and Sapphira’s cries.

Shipman: Yes Gerrit, I have her now. She is my new toy. And I plan on playing with her for awhile in anyway I see fit, including this.

Shipman stops dripping wax on Sapphira and picks up the barbed wire noose of the floor. Shipman turns towards Sapphira, putting his back to the camera. He prepares the noose as he is going to whip her. When he pulls back it causes the camera to fall to the floor, showing only Shipman’s boots, and Sapphira’s feet. With every whip there is a horrible sound coming from Sapphira and occasionally the barbed wire comes into view with fresh blood stains on it. The feed goes to static as if the production truck cut it. Goth is sitting in the ring, crying like he is in mourning. Eventually officials come down to help escort him to the back as he is too weak to move.




Simone: Recently Casey Williams shocked the world by not only coming out of retirement but by firing Dying Breed on behalf of the bosses and aligning himself with J2H.

Adams: Time will tell if he’ll be appearing as infrequently as J2H but in tonight’s opener he’s making his return against Old Skool.

Simone: Old Skool hasn’t exactly had the best of luck recently and this may be the icing on the cake, let’s take it to Justin!

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen the following contest is the opening match of the evening and it is scheduled for one fall!

“Bring it On” by Nathanial Dawkins hits the speakers and Old Skool make his appearance as his music sounds his arrival to the ring.

Justin: Introducing first, from Chicago, Illinois, weighing in at 186ibs “The Sin-Sational One” Old Skool!

The sinsational a man of few words but always about the fans when he come out as he high fives and shakes hands with the crowd. Don't get me wrong this man may act the gentleman now but once he gets in that ring no one is his friend when standing against him. Just look at those eyes they went from bright and shiny to dark and ominous.

Simone: Do I even need to point out the massive weight difference in this match?

Adams: Throw in J2H to the mix and Old Skool is in for a world of hurt, I’m surprised that the guy can even walk after what Ethan Alexander did to him last week.

Justin: And his opponent.

The opening drums to Five Finger Death Punch's "I.M.Sin" start to blast through the speakers, as red and dark blue lights start to flash, the blue cutting through the red to create a purple effect. The fans boo as the lyrics kick in.

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

I want out, but I could never surrender.
Try and brake me down, but I won’t let you win.
You can call me out, but I know you’re a pretender.
You may think your god, but I know that I am sin!"

Casey Williams appears at the top of the ramp alongside J2H, looking around at the crowd and not moving, his eyes burning holes through the crowd.

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

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

Justin: Being accompanied by J2H, from Nashua, New Hampshire, standing seven feet tall and weighing in at 370lbs making his return to Sin City Wrestling “The Freight Train of Pain” Casey Williams!

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

Adams: I think I heard something about Mark getting a spatula ready for this match.

Simone: I wouldn’t doubt it, Old Skool looks like a small child compared to Casey!

Jacob doesn’t even get a chance to call the combatants to the centre of the ring as one of them gets the ball rolling early, however it isn’t Casey as you might expect as Old Skool has decided to get the jump on the big man early whilst he was discussing strategy with J2H causing the manager to get out of the ring quickly as Jacob calls for the bell.

Simone: This may be Old Skool’s best shot, to use his speed to keep the big man on his toes.

Adams: Pity that the blows are having no effect.

Indeed Casey doesn’t seem to feel Old Skool’s attacks and after a few clubbing shots Casey roars at the much smaller man prompting him to change tactics, Old Skool hits a high dropkick somehow managing to hit Casey’s chin and sending the big man stumbling backwards, sensing his opportunity Old Skool runs to the opposite ropes to attempt a follow up move but we never find out what that move is as Casey charges forward and hits Old Skool with a massive clothesline causing him to do a flip.

Simone: Well, that didn’t last long.

Adams: Normally I’d say that Old Skool’s head landed in the cheap seats but I’m pretty sure it’s orbiting the earth instead.

Casey goes for the first cover of the match 1….2…..and Old Skool somehow kicks out, shaking his head the big plan picks Old Skool off the matt and throws him into the far corner where Casey delivers some hard shots to Old Skool’s midsection, after a few minutes off this Casey steps away and roars to the crowd much to J2H’s delight and the crowd’s disapproval.

Simone: You’d think a former champion would know better than to turn their back on the opponent.

Adams: Casey is probably underestimating Old Skool due to the size difference though.

Casey turns around and charges into the corner looking for another clothesline but Old Skool gets his feet up causing Casey to run into them, Casey stumbles back as Old Skool climbs to the top rope looking for another move but J2H sprints over obviously hoping to interfere on Casey’s behalf, unfortunately for him Old Skool sees him coming and dives down on him from the top rope wiping him out.

Simone: That’s one way to take care of an obnoxious douchebag.

Adams: Do you think he could do the same to Steve Ramone, the Nobodies and Mark Ward?

The crowd cheers Old Skool’s move as Old Skool puts the boots to J2H for good measure, however it soon becomes apparent that Old Skool forgot about his opponent as Casey leans over the top rope, grabs Old Skool’s head with one arm and hoists him up onto the apron where he practically throws Old Skool across the ring when he hip tosses him back in.

Simone: I’m pretty sure that he’s made Casey angry.

Adams: Is there a time when Casey ISN’T angry? He’s like SCW’s version of The Incredible Hulk!

Whilst J2H gathers his bearings on the outside Casey picks up Old Skool and picks him up for a Military Press Slam, Old Skool tries to fight out of the move but it’s to no avail as Casey drops him chest first as he steps forward dropping Casey like a sack of potatoes, Casey goes for a cover on Old Skool 1….2….and Old Skool kicks out.

Simone: Old Skool’s trying but so far it’s been all Casey.

Adams: I think the odds on Old Skool winning was something like one million to one.

Casey picks up Old Skool but gets surprised by a jawbreaker by Old Skool stunning the big man and giving him a chance to hit some kicks to Casey’s leg eventually bringing him to one knee, Old Skool grins before calling out for his finisher.

Simone: He’s not seriously going for the Suspension, is he?

Adams: Can he even get Casey up for that?

Old Skool grabs Casey’s head but we never get to see what he’s going to do as J2H hops onto the apron and starts yelling at him, Jacob tries to get him to get off the apron but Old Skool saves him the trouble by decking J2H and knocking him off the apron, Old Skool smirks before turning around…..right into the Kiss of Death!

Simone: The Kiss of Death!

Adams: I feel sorry for the one guy who bet against Old Skool!

Casey goes for the cover 1….2….and picks up Old Skool just before the three count.

Simone: What’s he up too? He has the match won!

Adams: I think he wants to send a message to the rest of the roster.

Casey picks Old Skool off the matt and proceeds to hit him with the Lost Crucifix, Casey again goes for the cover 1…..2….and he once again picks up Old Skool just before the three count.

Simone: This is ridiculous, Old Skool could’ve been pinned a hundred times already.

Adams: I think that’s the point!

As Jason says this Casey scrapes Old Skool off the matt and hits him with his Lost Soul Powerbomb, this time however he doesn’t even bother with the pin instead locking in the Crossroads Chokeout in the middle of the ring, Jacob gets into position but it’s clear that Old Skool is too out of it to even tap out and he calls for the bell.

Justin: Here’s your winner by knockout “The Freight Train of Pain” Casey Williams!

Simone: I wouldn’t call that knockout, rather overkill.

Adams: J2H is entering the ring and Casey still has the Crossroads Chokeout locked in.

Jacob tries to get Casey to let go but he only does so after J2H gives him more instructions, Casey picks up Old Skool letting J2H bitch slap him before pushing him forward giving J2H a chance to nail him with a spin kick.,

Simone: Was that even necessary?

Adams: Well Old Skool did attack him twice during the match so that was probably pay back from J2H.

J2H raises Casey’s arm before they leave the ring whilst Jacob checks on Old Skool.




Simone: We have a great night of action and I’m sure Steve won’t get into any mischief before the match between Joshua Acqin and Dark Tiger…..

Adams: Actually Belinda I heard he’s holding a press conference outside and Rocky is on the scene.

Simone: God damn it, let’s take it to Rocky.

The camera cuts to the outside of the Alexandria University where, as Jason said, a press conference is set up and Rocky Mountains is on the scene,

Ms Rocky Mountains: Yes Belinda, he literally just called the conference and has had anyone who even remotely looks like a reporter dragged here by Cyrus and Andreas, I’m just surprised that he hasn’t gone for Scott or Pussy yet.

Adams: There are a million jokes that I could make about Steve not going for pussy…..

Rocky and Belinda: KEEP IT CLEAN JASON!

Once the “reporters” are seated Steve takes his position behind the podium holding his half of the Tag Belts over his shoulder.

Steve: Fore score and one week ago, I did what I had promised and I am now the champion that the fans deserve.

Simone: Is he seriously doing an Abe Lincoln impression?

Adams: In Egypt no less!

Steve: I will now take any questions you have, Cyrus?

Cyrus: Why are we doing this outside in the blistering heat?

Steve: There was nowhere I could fit the podium backstage, Andreas?

Andreas: Where’s Josh?

Steve: Who cares? I am the only one that matters in this tag partnership! Next question!

He turns to one of the locals who starts to speak…..in Egyptian, this goes on for a few minutes before Steve calls Cyrus and Andreas up.

Steve: I thought I told you to grab anyone who looks like a reporter?

Cyrus: We did, we never bothered to ask if they could speak English!

Steve: Why?

Andreas: You never told us too!

Steve sighs before turning to the mic.

Steve: Does anyone here speak English and Egyptian?

The crowd is silent for a few moments before a woman in the front raises her hand.

Steve: Tell the others, you included, that you are free to go, guess I’ll have to make do with the ring rat!

Ms Rocky Mountains: You know me! I work for SCW!

Steve: I did not have sexual relations with that woman….

Simone: Oh good grief, he’s gone from Abe Lincoln straight to Bill Clinton!

Adams: As long as he doesn’t start impersonating Obama we’ll be safe.

Ms Rocky Mountains: I’M ONE OF THE INTERVIEWERS!

Steve blinks before realizing who he’s speaking too as the last of the locals leave.

Steve: Oh, sorry, Rocky, any questions?

Ms Rocky Mountains: Thoughts on your tag title win….

Steve: Ladies and gentlemen, WE GOT HIM!

Simone: And now he’s gone straight to George W. Bush.

Adams: Wonderful.

Ms Rocky Mountains: Err, yeah, anything else?

Steve: I will defend this title all the time and me and Josh will never lose it, Danger Zone will soon be on a highway to hell and Ego Cycle will be cycled out of here, anything else?

Ms Rocky Mountains: What if you lose the belts.

Steve: I won’t.

Ms Rocky Mountains: But….

Steve: Okay I’ll humour you, I’ll go after the tag belts again and because I believe in change I will defeat whoever beats us for the tag titles, press conference over!

Steve leaves as the scene cuts to ringside.




The arena goes suddenly dark, as a child’s voice plays over the p.a, as her words also flash up on the screen in red.

I can hear you breathing
Nobody here in the cradle does that anymore
How did you get in?
Will you help me?

The bassy sounds of the drums begins to play as the cello then kicks in over the p.a and finally the guitar kicks in as green lights swirls around the entrance.

The boogie
The boogie
The boogie
The boogie
The boogie
The boogie Man

The song then kicks in and Amy rushes out holding her face and then suddenly stops half way down the ramp to reveal her face. She wears a black leather surgical facemask decorated with a Cheshire Cat Smile and above that Amy Marshall is written in red and in Japanese.

Amy surveys the crowd for a moment, before continuing down the ramp, as Amy walks past the fans at ringside not acknowledging them. Amy then climbs into the ring, where she grabs a mic and removes her mask and moves to the centre of the ring. Waiting for the crowd to die down, Amy raises the mic to her lips.

Amy: “Well it appears that when I came out here last week no-one was actually paying attention to what I said… however, my actions clearly caught the attention of everyone and even caused a stir on twitter and in the SCW Halls.

With many obviously taking the side of Roxi Johnson and a certain someone baying for my blood, which I can understand and I don’t blame her. So I have been thinking…

Yeah dangerous I know, but I could… should have approached this very differently… I should have simply asked Roxi if I could battle her for the Internet title and truth be told, I have had second thoughts… and Roxi I am truly sorry for doing what I did. I don’t know what came over me.

I know it will be a while before you forgive me… but I hope we can be friends again.”

Amy gives her best I’m sorry for face, as The Boogie Man hits over the p.a once more, as Amy drops the mic and climbs out the ring and heads back to the backstage area.





LIVE!
From the Palace of Sheikh in Dubai, United Arab Emirates....

It's.....




The opening riff of "That's The Way" echoes throughout the sound system as the house lights drop down. A classic film style countdown begins on the screen as the crowd is beginning to become rather intrigued by what is happening. Before the counter hits zero, silence befalls the sound system.

"Everybody wants an easy ride on the merry-go-round that we call life
Take a drive on cruise control, then you wake to find it's a winding road
I had my dreams in view when the money ran out and the engine blew
Hung my tears out to dry, then my dreams fell outta the clear blue sky
And I, I was walking in the clouds feeling so safe and sound
'Til something else knocks me down"

The words burst through the sound system as plum and silver lights begin to bounce around the sold out arena. A woman with dark, raven hair steps out from behind the curtain as the crowd has no idea what is happening. The raven hair female walks down the ramp holding a silver clutch in her right hand while stopping at the bottom of it. She gives a half smile half smirk towards the crowd before looking over her shoulder back toward the stage.

"Oh and that's the way it is
You gotta roll with the punches
Oh and that's the way it goes
You gotta bend when the wind blows
You live, you learn
You crash, you burn
It's hit or miss
And that's the way it is"

The crowd has started to murmur underneath their breaths as a woman sucking on a lollipop walks out from behind the curtain. The crowd lets out a sigh of relief as they realize that it's Candy Overton making her presence known to the world. She is sucking on her trademark lollipop while waving toward the crowd. Her facial expressions almost change in an instance when she notices the raven haired female standing at the bottom of the ramp. The woman holds that clutch she had been holding high into the air as Candy slowly walks down the ramp.

Justin: Introducing at this time being accompanied to the ring by Miss Ravenwood. She hails from Salt Lake City, Utah but currently resides in Las Vegas, Nevada please welcome Candy Overton.

"One fine day you wake up, completely, hopelessly fallen in love
He's just what you're looking for, the only problem is that the man's not sure
Another guy will give you everything, the only problem is you don't feel a thing
Well I know from experience, nothing's ever gonna make perfect sense
Oh, one day you get what you want, but it's not what you think, then you get what you need"

Candy finally meets Miss Ravenwood at the bottom of the ramp. Miss Ravenwood gets almost right in Candy's face as she is berating her. Candy shakes her head while sticking a lollipop into her mouth. She hops up onto the ring apron, enters it the normal lady way and continues to wave at her fans. Miss Ravenwood openly slaps Candy across the face as the song begins to fade.

Justin: And her opponent!!! Hailing from Los Angeles, California!!! Twisted Sister!!!!

The rock band Twisted Sister's anthem of "Burn In Hell" blares across the building and the crowd boos as Twisted Sister is escorted through the stage curtains by professional security, her arms bound around her in a secured straight jacket. She screams wildly, thrashing and kicking her legs as the guards have to practically have to carry her to the ring. At ringside, they carefully unfasten her straight jacket and she quickly climbs into the ring and charges into Candy before the bell has even rang.

Simone: Something we have grown accustomed from Twisted Sister, her rage and her unpredictability in a match like this.

Adams: So she has a wild streak?? Candy practically told her that she too had a wild side to her. I guess Twisted Sister wants to prove that she’s the only one.

The bell rings as Twisted Sister delivers elbows to the back of Candy in the corner before grabbing her by the hair and bites her in the nose. The referee starts to use the count of five, trying to break them up before Twisted Sister stops biting. She then grabs Candy by the hair and throws her across the ring as she lands hard in the middle of the ring.

Simone: Watch the hair!

Adams: It’s still there you know

Twisted Sister grabs Candy by the arm and kicks her in the ribs before grabbing her by the head and lifts her up to her feet. Then she sets her up for a Body Slam an plants her hard in the middle of the ring. She then goes for the cover, but only gets a count of one as Candy gets her shoulder off the canvas. Twisted Sister gets up and goes for a knee drop, but hits the canvas as Candy rolls out of the way. She gets up quickly and grabs the leg what Twisted Sister used for the knee drop and drives an elbow into the upper leg area, just above the knee joint. She locks Twisted Sister in a standing single leg grapevine, putting pressure on the ankle and the knee as she twists the leg around her own. Twisted Sister tries to reach for her opponent, but when she grabs her hair gets forced to let go by the referee.

Simone: Good call from the referee, to stop the hair pulling

Adams: It was in her face, I don’t see any issue with removing it!!!

Again Twisted Sister grabs the hair and this time she rakes the eyes of Candy with her other hand. Forcing the hold to be broken as Twisted Sister tries to get to her feet. Slowly struggling to put any weight on her leg she hobbles over to Candy as she sets her up for a Suplex. But it’s blocked by Candy as she then delivers a Snap Suplex off her own, causing Twisted Sister to hit the ropes as she hangs up the top rope. Candy then runs to the ropes and jumps off the ropes with a legdrop across the back of the head of Twisted Sister. Causing her to fall back in the ring.

Simone: Will that be it ????

Crowd: 1…2…

Adams: NO!!! She kicked out!!!

Candy looks at the referee as she is questioning the count, then turning back her attention to her opponent as she points to the corner. She climbs it as she slowly prepares herself for her finisher off the turnbuckles.

Simone: Sugar Splash coming up???

She jumps off as we see that Twisted Sister has managed to get to her feet when Candy went for the turnbuckles and catches her mid air, dropping her with a big time Powerbomb. Both women are spent as the crowd is going nuts.

Crowd: HOLY SHIT!! HOLY SHIT!!!

The referee is slowly starting to use his ten count on both Bombshells as Twisted Sister manages to get to her feet first. She grabs the seemingly unconscious Candy Overton before going for series of closed fists to the face of her opponent. She then gets up and motions that she will do it again, putting Candy in another Powerbomb position before lifting her up for the kill. But when Candy is midair, she manages to reverse the move and use Twisted Sister’s momentum against her for a Hurricanrana into a pinning position. Causing Twisted Sister to hit her head hard on the canvas as Candy holds on to her legs and the referee counts to three before calling for the bell.

Justin: The winner of the match!!! Candy Overton!!!!!

Candy celebrates her victory as her hand is raised in the air by the referee as the fans cheer her on.

Simone: Candy Overton has scored a big win here tonight over that psycho witch!

Adams: It was hard fought though! Twisted Sister can take more punishment than most any other here in SCW -- men or women!

Simone: And dish it out as well, but that just makes Candy's win just that much more impressive as we...

Candy steps through the ropes and out onto the apron when Twisted Sister, back on her feet, charges into Overton, slamming into her from behind! The blunt force sends Candy flying off of the ring apron and she crashes into the barricade that separates the fans from the action!

Adams: Oh my God!

Simone: What the hell is going through that nutcase's head!?

Adams: My guess is random commercial jingles?

Twisted Sister jumps off of the ring apron, crashing headlong into the stunned and hurt Candy! Before Candy can recover to defend herself, Twisted Sister grabs her by her legs as if going for a giant swing but uses the move to slam her head long into the ring steps!

Adams: Jesus!

Miss Ravenwood steps in to intervene but Twisted Sister grabs the nearest chair and throws it at her, just BARELY missing her! Twisted Sister then grabs one of the power cords on the floor and she wraps it around Overton's throat and she chokes her violently!

Simone: Someone get out here and STOP this!

The crowd suddenly cheers as the 'Heavy Metal Maiden' Jessie Salco comes racing out from the back, just ahead of the security who are doing the same!

Adams: Ask and you shall receive!

Jessie runs down into the thick of things and grabs the fallen chair Twisted Sister had thrown and she swings it full on into the maniac's exposed back! Twisted Sister releases Candy and crashes to the floor where the security guards grab her by the arms and pull her to her feet! Despite the blow, the psychopath is STILL struggling and screaming incoherently as she is dragged away while Jessie watches the medics and Ravenwood assist Candy.

Simone: All I can say is thank god for Jessie Salco or else who knows what might have happened!




We cut backstage where we are following Andrew Watts. Watts isn’t in his ring gear just yet, he is wearing a pair of black leather boots, a pair of blue Express jeans, and a white t-shirt that reads nothing on it. Watts has a look on confidence on his face as he confidently walks around the backstage area, and we continue to follow him.

Andrew Watts: Where the hell is it...

Watts turns a corner, and then comes face to face with what he was looking for… our cameras focus on what is in front of him. The dressing room of one half of the SCW World Tag Team Champions, Steve Ramone..

Andrew Watts: Here it is… hmm… okay....

Watts has a cocky smirk, looking to the left, and then to the right. We then hear the unzipping of a zipper, our cameras positioned behind Watts as we see a clear to yellowish type liquid begin to flow from Watts and onto the door of Steve Ramone. We all know what is going on, as the urine hits the whole bottom side of the door, main focus being the door handle, and some even getting under the door and into the room..

Andrew Watts: Wow, that Powerade really is flowing tonight...

Watts finally finishes, as we hear a bit of a shaking and then the zipping once again. Watts smirks, nodding his head as he looks down at the puddle he has left. Watts then reaches into his back pocket, pulling out a pocket sized bottle of green spray can paint. Watts nods his head and begins to spray the door of Steve Ramone.

Andrew Watts: TAG… you’re it, bitch.

Watts sprays the DZ logo, aka the Danger Zone logo on the door of Steve Ramone, basically “tagging” him, and not like the children’s game. Watts nods his head as he spits down at the ground, and begins to walk away. Watts walks confidently, as he turns corner and comes to face to face with Ethan Alexander. Ethan nods his head at Watts..

Ethan Alexander: You tag Steve’s door?

Watts nods his head, smirking confidently.

Andrew Watts: You know it… I left him a bit of a present too… let’s just say I really had to… pee.... you hit Acquin’s door?

Ethan Alexander: You know it… and, damn, that is almost as good as my present that I covered Joshua’s door knob in...

Watts arches an eyebrow, wondering what exactly Ethan meant by that… what could be worse than urine?

Ethan Alexander: Oh, don’t look at me questioned… you know I always one up it when it comes to this shit. Let’s just say I saw a few very attractive ladies and I… had to release...

Watts nods his head, and then his eyes shoot wide open, a look of shock on his face.

Andrew Watts: You jerked off in the middle of the hallway you freak?

Ethan Alexander: What? No of course not… I jerked off in the Bombshell’s showers, filled a coffee cup… got kicked out of the showers, and dripped it all out of the coffee cup and all over Joshua’s door knob. I hope he enjoys the sticky surprise when he opens his locker room door...

Watts and Ethan both smirk, nodding their heads with confidence..

Andrew Watts: DZ! Nobody fucks with the Danger Zone...

Ethan throws his right hand out for a handshake, and Watts sort of just looks at him. Ethan stands there, his hand still out, a questioned look on his face.

Ethan Alexander: What? What is wrong?

Andrew Watts: Go wash your hands, sicko...

Watts slaps his right hand against the chest of Ethan as he walks by him. Ethan stands there for a second, looking around as Watts makes his way out of the frame. Ethan brings his right hand to his nose, taking a few sniffs, and then shrugging his shoulders as if to say “it doesn’t even smell.” Ethan begins to walk confidently… Danger Zone clearly going back to their trademark degenerate games that they have played in the past… looks like SCW is about to be in for a treat, the locker room better beware..




The big screen hanging just over the entrance ramp comes to life and somewhere backstage, is Sean Jackson and his attorney Marshall Owens. The former world heavyweight champion isn't scheduled to wrestle, so he's dressed in slacks and a dress shirt. Standing next to him, Marshall Owens is dressed in his usual business suit and is carrying that now famous briefcase containing the ten thousand dollar bounty on the head of Gabriel.

Sean: (grinning) Oh Gabriel....

Marshall lets out a minor chuckle. He already knows where his client is going with this promo, his head shifts back ever so slightly.

Sean: Come out, come out, where ever you are.

The former world champion starts to shift his gaze towards several different locations inside of the interview zone.

Sean: Hmm, not anywhere to be seen. But that's to be expected when Sean Jackson is around now isn't it?

Expectedly, Marshall Owens nods in approval.

Sean: But I know you'll be here soon enough Gabriel. You can't help yourself, and you know it. The problem you've always had with Drake Green is that you have always wanted to be just like him....

Now it is Sean who is nodding.

Sean: Don't bother denying it. Everything you do is for the approval of these slack jawed morons who wouldn't know a true world champion if he...

In a move that pushes the boundaries of the fourth wall, Sean gives THAT look.

Sean: Was standing in front of them.

Marshall leans in, whispers something which is followed by a shrug. After a split second, Sean returns it before continuing.

Sean: It's Egypt Marshall, most of these people don't even know what walls are.

Marshall: Ahh.

As Sean reaches for and is handed the briefcase....

Sean: But they do understand ten thousand dollars. They understand it's ability to purchase a couple of camels, a few goats, and small backpack containing C4....

Marshall waves his hand back and forth, an attempt to stop where Sean is going. It doesn't take a rocket scientist to figure out that upsetting a building filled with muslim terrorists is NOT the direction to go.

Sean: Not a good idea?

Marshall shakes his head no.

Sean: Ahh....

Upon further review, nope not a good idea. So Sean gets back on topic.

Sean: Gabriel, I'm going to make this short and sweet. When you show up later tonight, just remember that I've got ten thousand dollars hanging over your head. Just remember that all I need is for one person to put you down....

Sean gets down to one knee, looking down towards the floor.

Sean: To render you unconscious. To enable me to drag you down to the ring, get that three count, and collect MY world heavyweight title.

He stands up.

Sean: Just think Gabriel, at any time someone can come up from behind you and just like that...

He snaps his fingers.

Sean: Your title reign comes to an end.

Sean smiles as he mockingly looks around.

Sean: I just wonder who it's going to be?

With that, both Sean Jackson and Marshall Owens step out of the scene and the big screen fades to black.




SCW BOMBSHELL INTERNET CHAMPIONSHIP
Roxi Johnson © vs. Amy Marshall




Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall... making his way to the ring first...

Simone: I feel some heat building here… one half of the Tag Team Champions is going up against one half of the FORMER Tag Team Champions…

Adams: Now that is one interesting match alright.

Justin: Being accompanied to the ring by Steve Ramone, weighing in at 227 pounds! He is from Las Vegas, Nevada... and one half of the SCW World Tag Team Champions! Joshua Acquin!

"Nightmare" hits the PA as Joshua walks out from the back with the newly won SCW World Tag TEAM Championship over his shoulder. He is followed by Steve Ramone, who wears his title belt around his waist. The Tag Team Champions make their way out towards the ring with boos from the crowd. As they walk slowly to the ring, Steve following Joshua and letting him do his thing. Joshua smirks, he avoids all contact from fans. Once in the ring he goes up to the middle rope of the turnbuckle, drawing boos from the crowd as he holds up his arms and SCW World Tag Team Championship, awaiting his opponent.

Justin: And his opponent...

Simone: Here comes the Rebels!

A spotlight is shone on the ramp as Dark Tiger and Jeremiah stand on the ramp, and they head down the ring. The Fans go wild for them, and Jeremiah fist bumps with the fans.

Justin: Making his way to the ring, being accompanied to the ring by “Big Tiger” Jeremiah Hardin. One half of the Rebels on a Rampage, R.O.A.R.! “The Beast of Darkness” Dark Tiger!

Dark Tiger steps over the ring ropes and Jeremiah lowers the ropes for Diamond as she enters and he enters the ring and they get in the ring, and Diamond rips off Jeremiah’s camo pants to reveal his wrestling gear and she kisses Jeremiah and she leaves the ring. Dark Tiger pats Jeremiah on the back as they stare at their opponents.

Adams: Last week it was Joshua Acquin who scored the pinfall over Big Tiger, so this week Dark Tiger will look for some revenge against the Tag Team Champion!

Simone: Well, here comes the revenge… here we go!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Joshua is not paying attention and is grabbed by the back by Tiger, Tiger throws him to the ground and instantly hits a huge blow to his back! Tiger continues to fire away with right hands to his back! Tiger nods his head, throwing his arms in the air but Joshua is quick to his feet as he hits a huge elbow to Tiger but it doesn't phase Tiger! Tiger grabs Joshua, tossing him into the turnbuckle and running at him for a body smash! Tiger watches as Joshua hits the ground. Tiger nods his head, grabbing Joshua by the hair and lifting him to his feet. Tiger hits a huge knee to the gut of Joshua and then throws his hands on the throat of Joshua, lifting him up in a standing double hand choke, and throwing him down for a choke toss!

Adams: Wow, Tiger has the early advantage here and he is not looking back, at all.

Simone: Yep, I agree with you on that one… he is showing no mercy here so far.

Tiger grabs Joshua by the hair again once again lifting him to his feet and throwing him right through the middle rope and out to the arena floor! Tiger throws his arms up in the air and this gives Joshua a bit of time to recover as he hops up onto the apron but is quickly met by a huge kick to the gut from Tiger! Tiger takes a step back and then runs at Joshua, hitting him with a shoulder thrust that sends Joshua straight off of the canvas and onto the arena floor. Joshua is frustrated and he quickly grabs a steel chair, sliding into the ring with it as he goes to smash it at Tiger but Tiger shows his amazing strength by punching the chair right out of the hand of Joshua. Joshua is shocked as Tiger grabs him and whips him into the turnbuckle. Tiger runs at Joshua but Joshua lifts his legs in the air as Tiger runs face first into the legs of Joshua, staggering Tiger as Acquin hops up to the middle turnbuckle, waiting for the perfect moment. Tiger staggers for a few more seconds and bam! Missile dropkick to the face of Tiger and this one sends him to the ground! Joshua and Tiger are both on the ground, trying to regain their strength to get back to their feet.

Adams: What a comeback there by Acquin! That dropkick was one of the best I have seen in a while!

Simone: But was the damage done? Acquin took quite a beating before finally turning the tables into his favor!

Adams: What the hell…?

The arena lights dim, a deafening scream is heard over the speaker system as followed by the sound of police sirens. White flashing lights somewhat give the arena light, at least enough for us to see spots of the arena. Retaliation - CFO$ bursts throughout the arena speakers. Ethan Alexander walks out from the backstage area, smirk on his face, slowly walking down the entrance ramp. Acquin and Tiger have both turned their focus to Ethan who stands halfway down the entrance ramp at the moment… Ramone and Big Tiger are also focused on Ethan.

Adams: What the hell is he doing here, what does he want?

Simone: Your guess is as good as mine, Adams.

Ethan begins to walk again, walking with a confident swagger as he walks right by Steve Ramone, smirking in his face as he walks by him. Steve holding back his anger, wanting to his Ethan so bad. Ethan then turns the corner around the ring and walks right by Big Tiger, again… smirking in his face. Ethan is dressed in a pair of jeans and a Danger Zone t-shirt, not his usual ring attire and… well he joins the ringside table with Simone and Adams!

Adams: Whoa, we have a guest… I wasn’t aware.

Simone: Yeah neither was I…

Ethan Alexander: That’s right, you have a guest… and not just any guest. You have one half of Danger Zone, Ethan Alexander. You should feel special to be graced with my presence here at your crappy announce table, while you comment on this crappy match. Aren’t you two bored yet? I mean, come on… these guys are nothing special…

Back in the ring Joshua and Tiger have locked up again, not focused on Ethan anymore, who’s music cut off a few seconds earlier. Tiger wins the lock up as he pulls Acquin into a headlock but Acquin spins out of it, hitting a huge kick to the knee of Tiger, staggering him as he runs towards the ropes, bouncing off and coming back with a huge flying forearm… Tiger doesn’t fall! Joshua runs to the other side of the ropes, another flying forearm! Staggers Tiger, but he doesn’t fall. Acquin shakes his head, running towards the ropes again and he comes back, looking for a crossbody but he is caught in mid air by Tiger and… fall forward slam! The cover…

..1
..2
..kickout!

Acquin is able to get a shoulder up, just barely after the vicious fall forward slam from Tiger.

Ethan Alexander: That Dark Tiger is one big mother fucker, you know… you would think that HE would be the one named Big Tiger, not the smaller one. It doesn’t make sense to me.

Adams: Well, they are both quite big…

Ethan Alexander: So is my dick, you don’t hear me running around calling myself Big Ethan, do you?

Simone: I think that is a bit too personal to be talked about…

Ethan Alexander: What’s wrong there sweetie? I see you blushing, don’t be shy… speak what you feel.

Simone: I’m trying to do my job, watch the match

Tiger stands up, grabbing Acquin by the hair as he begins to pull him to his feet! Ramone jumps up onto the apron and instantly Jasmine St John is distracted… low blow! Acquin hits a huge low blow on the big man and Tiger is finally hurting! Tiger hunches over, holding himself in pain as Ramone hops off of the apron. Big Tiger shakes his head on the outside, trying to shout to Jasmine about what happened, but she is paying no attention to him. Acquin takes advantage of this as he hits a huge falling neckbreaker! And the cover…

..1
..2
..kickout!

And a big one too! Acquin goes shooting off of Tiger as Tiger throws Acquin off of him!

Ethan Alexander: That is power, too bad this dude is too big to move in the ring… otherwise he might actually be a decent wrestler. I bet this guy can’t even reach to wipe his own ass, it’s gotta suck to be that big.

Adams: You like thinking about guys wiping their own asses?

Ethan Alexander: Or you can watch your mouth before I make you wipe my ass…

Simone: Sounds like you two are into each other.

Ethan Alexander: I don’t swing that way, no need to be jealous Simone… if I fuck one of you tonight, it will probably be you… so don’t get your hopes up Adams.

On the outside of the ring Big Tiger and Ramone are starting to argue, Jasmine St John is trying to get it under control, but having quite the difficult time doing so! Big Tiger hits a huge right hand and it begins! Ramone fires back with a right hand of his own! Big Tiger tackles Ramone into the barricade and Ramone begins to fight away with right hands to the back of Tiger! Jasmine St John has had enough and she slides out of the ring as she begins to try to separate the two! Tiger and Acquin are both on their feet and… Tiger hits a huge clothesline that puts Acquin straight into the canvas, a HUGE clothesline! Tiger goes for the pin, but Jasmine is outside! Tiger shakes his head as he stands up walking towards the ropes and begins to yell towards Jasmine, Tiger, and Ramone who are all tangled up with each other…

Ethan Alexander: Fucking perfect…

Adams: What is? Hey… where are you going?

Simone: Oh boy…

Ethan Alexander takes off his headset as he walks around the announce table… Ethan slides into the ring, grabbing the steel chair that was brought into the ring by Acquin earlier. Ethan stalks Tiger for a few seconds, steel chair in hand… Tiger turns around as Ethan tosses him the chair… Tiger catches it, looking down at it in confusion and… Welcome to Las Vegas! The Spinning Superkick connects with the chair as the chair bounces off of the face of Tiger, and Tiger falls to the ground and is completely OUT! Ethan grabs the chair as he sees Joshua Acquin about to reach his feet… and… Ethan throws the chair out of the ring as he smirks, looking down at the two men. Acquin crawling towards Tiger... Ethan slides out of the ring as he quickly backs up the ramp…

Adams: Wow, Jasmine didn’t notice anything!

Simone: Ethan just took out the Tiger! He was about to smack Acquin but he changed his mind, why?!

Adams: I don’t know but I do know that… Jasmine is back in the ring…

Jasmine has no idea what went on, but she sees the arm of Acquin over the chest of Dark Tiger and she begins to count…

..1
..2
..3!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

Justin: Here is your winner… Joshua Acquin!

Adams: Wow, that one was… wow.

Simone: Yeah, I honestly do not know what to say about that one right there…

Adams: I guess Danger Zone is serious about this Tag Team Championship thing… and they have no problem showing it off…

Simone: Never trust a special guest commentator, they are always up to no good… always.

Adams: I have to agree with you on that one… I really do.




A limousine pulls up backstage at the arena and the camera follows from the front of the car to the back door. The driver gets out, fixes his coat, and walks to the back car door and opens it. A pair of long legs step out with designer heels on her feet. She stands up and the camera first zooms in on the Bombshell championship that is slung over her shoulder before it pans out to reveal that it is none other than the Bombshell champion herself, Mikah.

A smirk stretches across her face as she looks around the backstage area for a moment or two. She straightens out her skin tight, short turquoise dress before looking at her driver and sneering at him.

Mikah: “Get lost and don't forget to be back here before the main event; I do NOT want to be stuck here and forced to watch crappy wrestling.”

Mikah's Driver: “Yes, ma'am.”

Mikah watches as the driver gets back into the driver's seat and then watches him leave before she looks back at the camera, a smirk settled on her face.

Mikah: “Don't worry your ugly little heads, your Bombshell champion is here. And I will soon make my presence out in that ring. But for now, I have a little party to throw backstage.”

Mikah winks at the camera before disappearing to find her locker room, the camera man getting a good image of her rear end as she walks off.




The scene opens up backstage where we see Jessie walking down the hallway looking around apparently in search of something.

Simone: Huh, usually she’s working out in preparation for the match.

Adams: She’d need too, Traci and Natalie are tough cookies.

Jessie rounds a corner and runs into Ms. Rocky Mountains, Rocky smiles when she sees Jessie and Jessie sighs.

Jessie: Can this wait? I’m looking for the cafeteria?

Ms Rocky Mountains: Would you prefer to talk about the match now or during your workout session?

Rocky asks and Jessie sighs.

Jessie: I’ll make this quick since I’m hungry and the match isn’t for a while yet, Traci and Natalie are tough competitors but me and Amy are former champions for a good reason! Despite the animosity between Amy and the heroes we are going to win the match and move on to our next challenge, anything else?

Ms Rocky Mountains: Cafeteria is down the hall and on the right.

Jessie grins before walking off.




Lights begin to flash as Untravelled Road begins to fill the arena. A cameraman focuses on someone standing at the lighting board near the ringside area. Looking up into the lens is Connor Murphy, a cigarette hanging limply from his lips as he flickers the lights. With a final flourish, he flicks them on and then moves towards the camera. Reaching out for the lens, he pulls the camera man towards the ring with a smile and a finger curl. Once at the ringside area, he drops the camera and vaults over the barrier then into the ring.

Connor Murphy: I’m here and guess what? Only twenty four more hours and yours truly will be once again an active participant in this crazy world of Sin City Wrestling and believe you me, it can’t come soon enough. But I think that me out here alone isn’t that good when I could bring out someone that hasn’t been here in a while…

Connor smiles as he points to the entrance as if waiting for someone to step out of the empty space. When no one comes out, the smile fades a little

Connor Murphy: Like I said, it is time that I bring someone out that hasn’t been here in a while...

Once again Connor looks up at the entrance but again, no one appears.

Connor Murphy: Well this is embarrassing. After all we have so many bad people in this company it would be nice to have someone want to be the good guy you know. I am going to see if I can get my surprise to show themselves

Connor slides out of the ring and once again pulls the cameraman with him.

Connor Murphy: I mean really, who is there in this company that is willing to step up to the plate and put all the others in their rightful place? We are looking for a hero for Sin City and let me be the first to tell you that we are in desperate need of one.

Once he moves through the entrance and into the backstage area, Connor looks left then right before smiling as he puts an arm over the shoulder of Ms Willow and begins to walk her along the hallway.

Pussy: What are you doing Connor?

Connor Murphy: I am needing your help love. I am looking for someone to be the hero of SCW and with your strong investigative skills…

Connor winks at the camera.

Connor Murphy: I am sure that you would know a hero when you see one. Now Pussy Willow, who would you say would fit the mold of a hero for this company?

Connor moves the microphone in front of Pussy Willow’s lips.

Pussy: I never thought about it Connor. I mean it seems like everyone is out for whatever they can get title wise or attention seeking you know? If I had to say who the hero of SCW is, I would say Christian Underwood.

Connor Murphy: I mean a wrestler love. Who on the roster would you say could be the next good guy?

Connor smiles as Pussy finally realizes what Connor is doing. Before she can speak, Connor puts a finger over her lips.

Connor Murphy: You are so right Pussy darling, I am going to have to step up to the plate and offer up myself as the next good guy, the next hero of Sin City.

With that, Connor walks away, totally forgetting his search as Pussy is not able to say anything.




Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall... making her way to the ring first...

Simone: Here we go!

Adams: Interesting Bombshell match here as we see the Nurse, taking on Lucy Seraphina who just debuted last week!

Justin: Making her way to the ring from Moscow, Russia... Lucy Seraphina!

“Assassin" by: Muse starts to play as soon as the chorus hits Lucy jumps out from the stage and tosses her cloak off. Lucy looks around and starts to swiftly moves down the ramp. Lucy jumps onto the stairs and climbs over the turnbuckle. She flips herself in and goes to the center. She screams loudly and gets ready to fight.

Justin: And her opponent...

Simone: Here comes the Nurse!

“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.

Justin: Making her way to the ring from Charlotte, North Carolina... the Nurse, Cindy Warren!

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.

Adams: The Nurse looking to get things back on track here tonight as she takes on newcomer Lucy who has only one match under her belt here thus far in SCW.

Simone: But Lucy is also hungry for that first win…

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Adams: And here we go Simone!

Simone: Bombshell action!

The bell sounds as the two Bomshells stand across the ring from each other. The two Bomshells stare at each other, moving around a bit but nothing major. Lucy confidently smirks at the Nurse, licking her lips as she throws her arms out to her sides as if to say “come get it” or something along those lines. Cindy shakes her head, trying not to buy into the mind games Lucy plays. Lucy smirks, walking along the ropes and pointing to the crowd, mouthing a few words… trying to get into the head of her opponent but when Cindy throws her arms in the air, the crowd goes wild for her. Lucy is a bit frustrated, so she throws her arms in the air… not as big of a cheer.

Adams: The crowd clearly showing their favorite here.

Lucy smirks turning around and is instantly met by a running forearm from the Nurse, the match is finally getting started. Lucy made the mistake of taking her eye off of the Nurse and the Nurse is definitely capitalizing on it as she drops down to her knees and begins to pound away with right hands to the face of Lucy. Lucy tries to get away but Cindy continues to smash her fist into the head and face of Lucy. Finally Lucy pushes off, sliding out of the ring where she staggers, holding her face and walking around the corner of the ring.

Simone: the Nurse taking advantage of the distracted… or overconfident Lucy there.

Adams: I wouldn’t say overconfident, maybe just… not as experienced...

Lucy continues to walk outside of the ring, staring at Cindy. Jacob Summers counting,

..3
..4

Lucy is still walking around the ring, not entering…

..5
..6

Lucy continues to circle the ring, not even hinting at entering…

..7
..8

Cindy gets a bit frustrated and slides out of the ring, as she does this Lucy quickly slides back into the ring, smirking at Cindy who shakes her head and slides into the ring. As Cindy is sliding, Lucy instantly begins to hammer away with stomps to the back and back of the head. Cindy tries to fight them off but she is in a bad spot and can’t do too much. Cindy finally manages to make her way to the turnbuckle, sitting up on her butt with her back against the turnbuckle as Lucy continues to pound away with stomps to the upper chest and shoulders of Cindy. Lucy gets a bit too aggressive and Jacob Summers finally steps in, breaking the two up.

Adams: Aw come on Summers! It was just getting good.

Cindy is on her feet and Lucy charges her. Lucy hits a knee to the gut and goes for some kind of armbar but Cindy turns it into a quick backslide pin,

..1
..2
..kickout!

Lucy is quick to kickout as both Bomshells stand to their feet, meeting center ring where Lucy hits a quick arm drag takedown and turns it into a ground armbar, applying pressure as much as she can. Cindy holds her arm in pain while Lucy twists on it as Jacob Summers asks Cindy if she gives up. Cindy continues to shake her head no as she tries to fight it off…

Cindy slowly starts to stand up, making her way to her feet…

But Lucy shoves her foot behind Cindy’s, still holding onto the arm as she pushes back and trips Cindy, straight back to the ground where she continues to apply the armbar. Jacob Summers again asks Cindy if she gives up, this time Lucy has her knee digging into the back of Cindy, forcing the twist to an even higher angle that applies more pain and pressure to Cindy.

Simone: Cindy really having a hard time getting out of this armbar.

Adams: She will give up, right here… that or her arm will snap… I can’t see any other way!

Cindy finally beings to make her way to her feet, she is on her knees. Lucy kicks Cindy in the gut, but as her foot connects, Cindy grabs Lucy’s leg with her free hand and tackles her to the ground, breaking the armbar. Both women make their way to their feet as they lock hands. Lucy puts Cindy in a headlock, squeezing but Cindy throws Lucy towards the ropes. Lucy comes back and looks for a clothesline but it is ducked by Cindy who hits a huge kick to the head of Lucy, sending her straight to the ground. Cindy looks for another quick cover,

..1
..2
..kickout!

Lucy once again is quick to kickout, not letting the head kick end things here. Lucy is slow to her feet as Cindy walks over towards her, delivering a knee to her gut and backing her up into the turnbuckle. Cindy tosses Lucy harshly against the padding as Lucy hits it hard and Cindy begins to pound away with shoulder thrusts, straight into the gut of Lucy. Cindy delivers about five thrusts and then hits a huge right hand to the face of Lucy. Lucy staggers away from the corner as Cindy kicks Lucy in the gut, grabbing her head under her arm and jumping into the air, spinning and hitting a huge jumping tornado DDT!

Simone: Cindy in total control now, what a tornado DDT that was!

Adams: Ouch! Lucy’s really going to lose some IQ points after hitting the mat like that.

Cindy instead of going for the pin goes for the turnbuckle. Cindy exits onto the apron and begins to climb the turnbuckle, climbing to the top as the fans begin to go wild with cheers. Lucy still laying on her back following the huge DDT she suffered. Cindy stands straight up, throwing her arms in the air, before bending her knees and taking flight…

Diving Splash!

Connects! Cindy bounces off of Lucy after hitting the huge splash, holding her own stomach in pain for a second, before rolling back to Lucy and getting her with the cover,

..1
..2
..kickout!

...Lucy yet again with the kickout! Just not enough to put Lucy away, she keeps on fighting. Cindy shakes her head. Cindy delivers a kick to the chest of Lucy as she once again walks towards the turnbuckle. Cindy exits out onto the apron and begins to climb the turnbuckle. Cindy climbs to the top rope once again, sitting at the top for a quick second, catching her breath, Lucy finally back to her feet but she is feeling the pain from the splash Cindy just connected with. Cindy wants it all…

Cindy leaps!

Looking for the…

Diving Moonsault DDT

But Lucy moves out of the way and Cindy lands harshly straight into the canvas! Both Bomshells lay on the canvas, trying to recover. Lucy is seemingly in a bit better shape than Cindy, but not by much.

Simone: That would have been it right there! Lucy moved out of the way just in time!

Adams: Lucy would never let Cindy connect with that, no way. It is such a tough move to finish!.

Both Bomshells slowly start to make their way to their feet, neither one having much of an advantage really. Lucy seems to stand up straight first, but Cindy quickly follows as they both stagger towards each other. Lucy hits a quick eye poke and Jacob Summers is quick to give Lucy a warning. Cindy holds her eye in pain, facing away from Lucy who runs up behind her and delivers a huge elbow to the back of Cindy’s head, sending Cindy bouncing off of the ropes and coming back, only to be met by a huge knee to the gut by Lucy. Cindy holds her gut in pain, hunched over as Lucy holds Cindy by the back of the head, sending her knee up and delivering it straight to the face of Cindy as Cindy’s head shoots up from the momentum. Cindy falls back to the turnbuckle as Lucy runs at her…

Lucy builds up speed…

Running side kick to the gut of Cindy! Followed right up with… jumping tornado DDT! Lucy smirks, rolling Cindy over and going for the cover, hooking the leg too…

..1
..2
..kickout

...Cindy somehow gets a shoulder up and the crowd erupts into cheers!

Adams: What? That was a three, a total three!

Simone: Not even close Adams, not even close.

Lucy stands up, holding Cindy by the hair as she stands her up with her. Cindy has a red mark on her face and Lucy adds insult to injury by delivers a HUGE smack straight to the spot that she had just DDT’d into the canvas. Cindy staggers back, holding her face in pain as Lucy runs at her and looks for a running knee, Cindy catches her knee and hits a huge leg drag takedown! Lucy is quick to her feet as Cindy sends her straight back to the canvas with a clothesline. Lucy once again is back to her feet, Cindy goes for a roundhouse kick but Lucy ducks it. Lucy looks for a clothesline of her own but Cindy ducks that as well. Cindy runs at Lucy and goes for a clothesline again but Lucy ducks it and begins running as well. Both women bounce off of the ropes on opposite sides of the ring, and they meet center ring where they both look for a clothesline… and clothesline each other! Both Bomshells fall in the center of the ring as Jacob Summers starts a count.

..1
..2

...Neither Bomshell is showing much movement.

Adams: Come on Lucy, get to your feet… come on Cindy… get to yours!

..3
..4

Both Bomshells begin to move a bit, Lucy rolls over onto her forearms and knees.

..5

Simone: Both of these Bomshells are showing that they want this, and they should want it.

..6
..7

Simone: Getting close to that 10 count!

Both Bomshells are rolled over, Lucy is on her knees and forearms still as Cindy is trying to use the ropes to stand herself up…

..8
..9

Lucy finally reaches her feet and Cindy pulls herself up, now leaning on the top rope but definitely standing on her feet, a close call… a really close call for both of these women.

Simone: Wow that could have been a double knockout there!

Both women stand across the ring from each other, both quite beat up and feeling the effects of the double clothesline. They make their way towards each other and begin to exchange right hands with each other. They each throw about three right hands, all of them connecting as the exchange continues. Lucy goes for a clothesline, but it is ducked by the Nurse, Cindy kicks Lucy in the gut and…

...

Death Valley Driver!

...

Reversed by Lucy who spins Cindy around and...

...

Assassin’s Night

...

Connects, the cover...

..1
..2
..3!

Jacob Summers hits the canvas for the 3 count as Lucy smirks, looking down at the Nurse while sitting up on her knees.

Adams: Wow, Lucy with her first win here in SCW!

Simone: And a big one as well!

Justin: Here is your winner… Lucy Seraphina!




Pussy Willow knocks on the locker room door that has MIKAH written on it with the words, 'Bombshell Champion' underneath it. Moments or so later, the door opens and Mikah is standing there, her championship once again slung over her shoulder. She is smiling until she sees Pussy Willow standing there and then the smile is replaced with a sneer.

Mikah: “Oh, it's you. I suppose you're here to ask idiotic questions. Right?”

Pussy Willow just nods her head. Mikah makes a wave like motion with her hand to tell Pussy to get on with it.

Pussy Willow: “Mikah, it's been a week since your big win over--.”

Mikah: “Big win? Puh-lease, that was the easiest win of my career here at SCW, get it right.”

Pussy just looks at her before clearing her throat to start over.

Pussy Willow: “How are you feeling since your win over Raynin last week?”

Mikah tilts her head to the side, acting as if the question was that hard to answer.

Mikah: “I'm feeling rejuvenated, actually. I have been partying and celebrating all week. I just wish that everybody could be there. Wait, I don't wish that at all. Nobody deserves to be there but me and my husband.”

Mikah smirks at Pussy Willow, feeling that she's actually better than everybody else.

Pussy Willow: “Do you have anything to say to any of the girls in the back that are going to be aiming to take that championship away from you?”

Mikah laughs a bit at the thought of that before shrugging her shoulders a bit.

Mikah: “I dare them to try but before they even think about doing just that, they should ask themselves if they like the sound of their own voices. Because I guarantee that if they try, they will fail. And I will crush their ugly trachea. Now, if you don't mind...I really would like to get back to my celebration in here.”

Mikah pushes the door open to let the camera see several people in her locker room with booze and who knows what else. She laughs before grabbing a bottle of tequila and taking a drink.

Pussy Willow: “Just one more question, what are your plans now that you are the Bombshell champion?”

Mikah just shuts the door in her face before opening a minute later.

Mikah: “You will find that out in a little bit. Patience.”

She then slams the door in Pussy's face once more before going to back to celebrating.




Backstage, the live crowd cheers as SCW's own Ms. Rocky Mountains is seen holding up a microphone. Standing next to her is Mercedes Vargas for an interview segment.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: With me is my guest at this time, Mercedes Vargas. Now, Mercedes, the World Bombshell Tag Team Championship is on the line, and you and Delia have an opportunity to become the new champions, though I don't think I have to paint a picture about what tonight's match is all about when you both face your former Mean Girls stablemates in Amanda Cortez and Veronica Taylor in the main event.

Mercedes: And you know something, Rocky? That will not be necessary. What's that saying about pictures are worth a thousand words? Well, tonight is going to be worth its weight in gold when Delia and I become the new Bombshell Tag Team Champions, and we're headline for Climax Control? What more can you ask for?

She nods continuously while maintaining an unwavering smile as the live crowd cheers.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: I spoke with Veronica a little earlier today and from her comments, she doesn't understand how you and Delia receive a championship match opportunity when Delia pinned Amanda in a singles match.

Mercedes: Last week was put up or shut up time. I had to put up with Veronica and her cheating – she has only herself to blame for bringing that steel chair in that match - and Delia finally shut up Amanda, so it kinda evens out. Someone has to save the SCW fans from seeing another day with those two holding the tag straps. I say why not us? As for me, I guess I should be angry about Veronica costing me a shot at the World Bombshell Championship, and don't get me wrong, I'm still pretty annoyed about it, but I'm going to keep my emotions in check, and I'll be sure to keep Veronica in check during the match.

Mercedes turns towards the camera.

Mercedes: Like I told you that night on Twitter, Vero, karma is coming for you. You just didn't know it would be from two ex-Mean Girls. Size those belts up for our dainty waists bitches, because we're bringing home the tag titles. Sorry bout' it.




SCW ROULETTE/VIOLENCE CHAMPIONSHIP - FATAL FOURWAY
Lord Raab © vs. Travis Nathaniel Andrews vs Old Skool vs Connor Murphy




Cameras pan up to the ring where Justin Decent is standing with referee Holly Wood standing behind him with her arms wrapped snugly around his tanned waist.

Simone: Is it me or is our referee getting a little friendly with Justin there?

Adams: If Holly got any closer Justin might get pregnant.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a Bombshell tag team match, scheduled for one fall!

"Strike up the band
This is a revolution
We'll take it back
Another war to wage
We'll show and tell that we're ready to bleed
Ready to die for what we believe"

"Wolves of War" by Burn Halo starts to play and the lights dim down , the titantron shows footage of several mosh pits from both Punk and Metal shows intercut with footage of Amy Marshall and Jessie Salco wrestling before the two women make their way down to ringside.

Justin: Coming down the aisle, at a total combined weight of 248 pounds, Jessie Salco, Amy Marshall....Metal and Punk Connection!

Jessie gets a running start before jumping into the ring and Amy follows her in as the two women wait for their opponents.

Simone: Jessie is still getting a warm reception from the fans, but Amy Marshall? Not so much.

Adams: Well that's what you get for ambushing a superhero! That's the act of a super villain! Amy Marshall is a super villain!

"I never knew that a kid like me
Could take his mic around the world and flash the big S.D.
And rock the masses, from Madrid to Calabassas
Tijuana, Mexico, bootleg demos in Tokyo
They know me though, 'cause I be puttin' in work
Commit my life to rebirth, well respected, 'cause that's my word
I'm sure you heard, about a new sound going around
She might have left my hood, but she was born in my town"

Justin: Their opponents are accompanied by Katie Patterson! At a combined weight of 290 pounds, from Cardiff, Wales and Dallas, Texas respectively ... Natalie McKinley and Traci Patterson!

The crowd greets the trio with cheers as Traci and Natalie step out onto the stage with Katie between the pair. Katie takes them by the arms and raises their hands to the rafters and the cheers intensify as they begin their trek toward the ring. Katie remains at ringside as Traci climbs the steps and enters through the ropes while Natalie hops over the top rope and into the ring.

Simone: This could quite possibly be the most physically imposing tag team in the history of women's professional wrestling.

Adams: Yeahhhhh! Amy and Jessie are sure going to have their work cut out for them!

Jessie is elected to begin the match for the former two-time World Tag Team Champions, as Natalie kicks things off for her own.

Adams: And will you looky at who's here?

The camera picks up a shot of the stage where Keira Fisher is standing, alongside the Internet Champion, Roxi Johnson.

Simone: I imagine they want a close up of this one.

At the sound of the bell, Jessie and Natalie come from out of their corners and circle one another, staring each other down intently. They lock up, collar and elbow, but McKinley breaks the tie up and scoops Jessie up off of her feet and runs her back into her own corner.

Adams: It's like a canary fighting a hawk!

Simone: There is definitely no way Jessie OR Amy should be trying to match strength with these two power houses.

Natalie drives her shoulder two times into Jessie's stomach before she quickly tags Traci into the match. Traci steps in and she and Natalie both send Salco into the ropes where they heave her high into the air and just let her make a crash landing into the canvas. Natalie steps out as Traci covers Salco.

1.....
Jessie kicks out.

Simone: No way will Jessie Salco be pinned that easily.

Traci grabs Jesse by the arm and hauls her up to her feet, then Irish whips her off of the ropes and floors her with a full body tackle. Traci then pulls her up again, lifts her up and body slams her right back down. Traci goes for another cover.

1.....
2.....
Jessie kicks out again.

Adams: Is it just me or does it look like Traci and Nat are almost taking it easy on Jessie?

Simone: It's not Jessie that they want to dish out the real punishment to on Roxi Johnson's behalf. It's Amy Marshall.

Traci pulls her up for more and sends her into the corner where Jessie runs right up the turnbuckles and flies back with a corkscrew moonsault, drawing raves from the fans on hand!

Adams: What a move!

Jessie remains on top for the cover!

1.....
2.....
Traci powers her off, literally throwing her back on top of Holly!

Jessie jumps to her feet and fires forearms into the head of Patterson, but Traci shoves her off, knocking her to the canvas. Jessie rolls through and jumps back right on her, throwing more forearm blows into Traci's head and body!

Simone: That may be the only way to achieve victory for the Metal and Punk Connection. They have to whittle away at these two amazons.

Jessie goes for an Irish whip but Traci reverses it and powers Jessie up into the air, but Jessie shifts her weights and drops down, sending Patterson flying with a Lucha armdrag! Jessie jumps to her feet and tags Amy, and the crowd starts booing as the female Triple Crown winner steps inside while the camera shows Keira fuming. Amy steps into the ring and starts delivering the boots to Traci's body as she is pinned in the Metal and Punk Connection's corner.

Adams: It doesn't look like the boos are affecting Amy any.

Simone: I believe she is far more concerned with securing a win and getting a step closer to Roxi's championship.

Traci suddenly grabs Amy and serves her back around into the corner where she starts throwing hammering blows to Marshall's head, much to the fans' delight! Traci then grabs her and sends her flying from the corner with a powerful beel throw! Traci charges for a clothesline but Amy ducks and as Patterson spins back around, Amy jumps and takes her over with a Huracanrana! Amy covers her and hooks the leg!

1.....
2.....
Traci gets her shoulder up!

Amy gets Traci to her feet and sends her into the ropes where she attempts a roundhouse kick but Traci ducks and she instead flattens Marshall with a big boot!

Adams: Amy is going to be tasting leather for weeks after that shot!

Traci tags Natalie back in and Natalie picks Amy up and lifts her high over her head in a military press before slamming her down to the mat! Amy howls in pain as she grasps at her back but Natalie comes off the ropes and drops a big leg across her head and covers her, hooking the near leg.

1.....
2.....
Amy kicks out!

Natalie pulls her to her feet again and this time she lifts her up into a crushing bear hug!

Simone: With arms like Natalie's, we may very well see a submission here!

Adams: Oh I bet Keira would just LOVE that!

Amy yells out in pain as the air is being crushed out of her lungs! She tries fighting Natalie off, but can not get in a good shot because of the close proximity. She tries two fists and a forearm but to no avail. Holly asks if she wants to submit but Amy answers by grabbing Natalie by the sides of the head and lunging in -- and Natalie starts screaming!

Simone: She's biting her! Amy is biting her on the ear!

Adams: Hold the Mike Tyson jokes please!

Natalie throws Amy down and holds her ear as Holly checks on it, then reprimands Amy for the rule infraction! Amy gets up, holding her ribs in pain and Natalie charges her, swinging wildly, but Amy ducks behind her and takes her over into a Crucifix!

1.....
2.....
Natalie kicks out!

Amy quickly tags out to Jessie and the former Tag Team Champions each grab McKinley for a double suplex but can't quite bring her over. Natalie then counters and displays her own raw power by double suplexing Marshall and Salco!

Adams: Now THAT is power!

Natalie pulls Salco up and goes for a belly to back suplex but Jessie flips back and lands on her feet behind her opponent. Jessie then grabs her in a side headlock and springboards off of the ropes for a Stratusfaction bulldog! Jessie rolls her over and covers her.

1.....
2.....
Natalie gets her shoulder up!

Simone: None of these four women are wasting time inside of that ring. They are going for the pin every chance they get.

Jessie quickly ascends to the top of the nearest corner, waiting for McKinley to return to her feet. Once she does so and turns around, Jessie leaps and connects with a missile dropkick! Natalie falls back and Jessie dives on top of her for the pin!

1.....
2.....
Natalie kicks out!

Adams: Oh that was soooo close!

Jessie pulls Natalie up and twists her arm into an arm wringer, then tags Amy. Amy grabs the arm that Jessie offers up to her and she drops off the apron and to the floor, hyper extending McKinley's arm!

Simone: Take away Natalie's strength and she'll be a sitting duck for Amy Marshall.

Natalie grabs her arm, hurt, and Amy climbs to the ring apron and then uses the top rope to springboard in for a Huracanrana, but Natalie simply collapses, driving Marshall down with a sit out powerbomb!

Adams: What a counter!

The fans start to rally behind Natalie as she rolls over and forces her way to her corner where she tags Traci into the match! The crowd cheers as Traci charges in and she levels Amy with first a running lariat, then fires her off into the corner where she crushes her in an avalanche! Amy staggers out and Traci scoops her up onto her shoulders for a running power slam, but Amy fights out of it with a rake of the eyes! Traci drops her, grabbing her eyes, and Amy grabs two handfuls of her hair and brings her down into a back stabber!

Adams: Uh oh. UH OH!

Keira grabs the Internet belt from her wife, Roxi, and dashes down towards the ring before Roxi can stop her! Amy pulls Traci up and sends her into the ropes. Traci comes off and ducks behind Amy into a rear waistlock. She goes to run Amy into the ropes just as Keira swings the Internet belt -- and Amy drops to the mat and the belt CREAMS Traci in the head! Holly sees this and immediately calls for the bell!

Adams: No way!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

And the crowd boos as Holly raises Amy's arm, and Jessie's as she enters the ring!

Justin: The winners of the match, as a result of a disqualification -- THE METAL AND PUNK CONNECTION!

The crowd boos as Roxi joins Keira at ringside as Keira looks mortified at her mistake! Amy points at her and laughs as she and Jessie exit the ring and Roxi and Keira climb in to join Natalie in checking on Traci.

Simone: I don't believe this. I can't believe that just when it looked like maybe Traci and Natalie would have things go their way, they get disqualified!

Adams: Yeah Keira Fisher wants a part of Amy Marshall in the worst way but I think her temper got the best of her.

Slowly Traci comes to and shakes it off as Natalie and Roxi help her to her feet. Keira tries to check on her as well but Traci shoves her off and back into her wife!

Adams: He now...!

Simone: Well you can hardly blame Traci for being upset! Keira, accident or not, got her and Natalie disqualified!

Adams: Boy has Keira got some serious butt to kiss!

The scene fades out with Roxi and Natalie trying to calm Traci down as Katie watches on.




"Do it like a dude" by Jessie J begins to blare over the sound system which sends the crowd into a frenzy as they recognize it as the theme music for the former A.S.W. Women's Champion Kimberly Evans. She hasn't been seen since announcing her pregnancy in April. The cameras pan around showing the excitement on the faces of the fans before focusing on the entrance way to which Kimberly Evans steps out. She receives an even bigger reaction once she reaches the top of the ramp as she greets the crowd with a huge smile. Her baby bump is very apparent as she looks down at it, smiles hard and rubs it proudly. Out of no where a blonde woman appears behind her and begins walking towards the ring with her. The two women conversate with each other on the way towards the ring as Kimberly also tags hands with the fans. The unknown woman is wearing tight blue jeans, a tight black half shirt exposing her tight in shape stomach, and tall black boots. Now that she's pregnant Kimberly is dressed more conservative, as she wears a pair of black jeans, a loose red shirt with "Queen of Hearts" across the center of it, and a red pair of high heels. The woman walks up the ring steps and holds the ropes open for Kimberly as Kimberly carefully enters, followed by the woman. Kimberly pulls out a microphone from the back pocket of her jeans and looks around, glowing and smiling from ear to ear as her music cuts out and chants of "KIM KIM KIM KIM fill the place

Kimberly Evans: Thank you all. Thank you all very much. It really feels good to be back here in Sin City Wrestling!

She pauses as chants of S.C.W. begin. The unknown woman paces behind her and begins to massage the neck of Kimberly as she continues

Kimberly Evans: Now I know everyone's been wondering where I've been and what I've been doing since the last time I was out here. Last time I was out here was one of the proudest moments of my life, I got to announce to the world that I was pregnant!

The crowd cheers as the unknown woman does as well as she stops massaging Kimberly's neck

Kimberly Evans: So the reason it was one of my proudest moments is because the doctors told me I couldn't get pregnent again, so when I found out I was just imagine the shock and happiness. See, I've always wanted just one more child, and now I am going to get that chance to be mommy again. Now I know you're all wondering what this means for my career here in the S.C.W.

She looks around for a second before going on

Kimberly Evans: Well, it means that I have some serious decision making to do, and real quick. I mean, Sin City signed me when Arizona State closed because they knew I was the most talented woman over there and when they signed me I really looked forward to facing the top female roster in the world, and someday accomplishing my dream of being the World Bombshell Champion. But.... with me being a mommy again and not being as young as the rest of the roster...

She pauses and looks around at the crowd chant her name as a tear falls down one of her cheeks. The unknown women steps in and hugs her before Kimberly wipes the tear from her eye and continues

Kimberly Evans: I regret to announce that even though I never even got to wrestle a single match here, I have to reti....

Kimberly is cut off by the opening words of "Points of Authority" which instantly sends the crowd into a thunderous chorus of boos. Bruce Evans steps out from the back with a microphone in his hand as he shakes his head in disbelief and disgust. He runs his fingers through his hair as he quickly signals for his music to be shut off as he holds the microphone to his mouth. Kimberly and the unknown woman stare him down with disgust the the fans begin an "ASSHOLE!" chant

Bruce Evans: Look.... That's enough Kimberly. Cut it out! Stop this little phony sad story about you not being able to accomplish your dream. You are pulling one over all these people's eyes. You know it, I know it, and suck 'em up Sally standing next to you knows it!

The fans let out a collective OOOOOOOOOOOO as the unknown woman shouts something at Bruce

Bruce Evans: Admit it Kim, you knew you'd never be able to compete with the bombshells. You're too old, too green, face it.... Ya suck Kimberly!

The asshole chants pick up

Bruce Evans: So you make up this story about being pregnant. Further more you make up this story about me being the father, IN YOUR DAMN DREAMS YOU STUPID LITTLE BITCH!

Bruce begins walking towards the ring with a psychotic look on his face, he quickly walks up the ring steps and enters the ring. The unknown women stands in front of Kimberly as if to protect her

Bruce Evans: It's all a lie! These people cheer you because they feel sorry for you. Because you're pathetic Kimberly. They cheer for you because they think you're the innocent one in all of this. Well they don't know the real you like I do. You're a manipulative, lying, cheating, stealing, SLUT!

Bruce steps in closer as the unknown woman steps up to Bruce, stopping him from getting any closer to a scared looking Kimberly

Bruce Evans: You've ruined my life and my career enough, and if you think you're going to try pinning another bastard baby on me, you got another thing coming. I know you're not pregnant, but if you are.... I'm about to.... I'm about to abort that little son of a bitch!

Bruce aggresively shoves the woman down and grabs Kimberly, setting her up for the "Blaque Out" before S.C.W. security quickly step in and grab Kimberly. The crowd looks on in shock and the place fills with boos as security quickly get Kimberly out of harm's way and out of the ring. Bruce smiles as they escort her to the back and the unknown woman rolls out of the ring following behind them. The boos continue and chants of "You're a Bastard!" chants start up. Bruce smiles as he continues to talk

Bruce Evans: If you thought that was out of bounds, wrong, in humane or whatever ya want to call it....

He looks around with that psychotic look in his eyes

Bruce Evans: You ain't seen NOTHING YET!

He drops the microphone and holds his arms out with a grin on his face. "Points of Authority" picks back up as he exits the ring and heads for the back. On the way he jaws back and forth with some of the crowd before reaching the top of the ramp. He turns around and raises his arms before disappearing to the back




The lights in the arena dim and the giant screen on top of the ramp lights up. Sitting in front of the camera is an expressionless Kris Halc with the SCW Internet Championship over his left shoulder. He sits there for a moment, just staring at the camera while the crowd falls into chatter.

Kris: So I know that all of you are disappointed that I couldn't be there tonight, but as promised, I am here live via satellite as not to deprive you of seeing all of your champions.

He adjusts the title because, at the mention of the title, the crowd chatter dies down and gets the attention of the audience.

Kris: Last week everyone saw The Nobodies get beaten by Seven Deadly Sins. Arguably, they threw three newcomers into a match with three people who have done great things in this company, and everyone expected the result they got.

He pauses for a moment and turns his head from the camera, sighing lightly. Clearly the loss wasn't one he was taking it easily.

Kris: However, as a positive, I think we fared better than people expec--

Kris is cut off as Jason Adams steps into the ring with a microphone and cuts him off.

Adams: Kris I hate to do this to you, but we just got word from Stoner that we have big news from backstage.

The feed immediately cuts to Stoner backstage, standing in front of the locker rooms. He seems excited, despite the glazed over look in his bloodshot eyes.

Stoner: Ladies and gentlemen word is that any second no---

The feed buzzes, fading Stoner out and cutting again. This time a shaky camera focuses in on the production truck in the backstage area. The fans seem confused as the truck is completely surrounded by individuals in hooded sweatshirts with the hoods up over there heads. The individual holding the camera reaches his hand around the front of the lens and gives a thumbs up before the feed cuts back to the inside of the arena with Kris still on the main screen.

Adams: What exactly is going on with the production crew? We were told we had an exclusive with Stoner.

Kris raises his hand on the screen and loudly clears his voice to get the announcers attention.

Kris: I can answer that. See, week after week, I try to say something and you people cut me off for something you deem more important. I am tired of it. So are all of The Nobodies. That includes the ones on the roster, and all of the ones off the roster. So, we jacked the production truck and you are all going to sit and listen up a minute.

Adams: You did wh---

Kris cuts him off with a tinge of irritation in his voice.

Kris: Listen means go sit down and shut up, not take up ring space asking dumb questions.

The announcer nods, conceding the floor to Kris before backing away and returning to his table.

Kris: I will make this short so that you people can get back to your show. Last week The Nobodies were expected to lose, and we lost. However, we proved something to the world and then I made sure that Despy got the point when I smacked that stupid teddy bear out of his hand. Since then, he has been a little bitch on twitter. As such, I am issuing a challenge.

This finally kills off all of the crowd chatter as all eyes focus on the screen.

Kris: No titles. No friends. No rules. No bullshit. One on one Despy. Climax Control. You attacked me from behind instead of doing something to my face when I smacked your pedo bear out of your hand. I am not one of judge anyone for taking a shortcut, but I am one to call a bitch a bitch. So, you want a little payback for me disrespecting your love toy, and I want a little retribution for you trying to bite off my face. We both know that rules don't apply to us because we will just bend them to our advantage. So to hell with them.

Kris smiles and shrugs the title off of his shoulder, letting it fall out of the view of the camera.

Kris: People say I am not a Nobody because people recognize my success. I say that people don't know a damn thing about me, nor do they care to, if I am not holding the title. But, if this match happens, people are going to learn a lot about me by how I take Despayre and his little teddy bear apart piece by piece.




Jessie Salco is at the first aid station, watching as the paramedics check on Candy's well being, giving her their undivided attention as Overton sits on the bench, clearly in discomfort. Suddenly there are surprised cries of alarm as Twisted Sister slams into Jessie Salco from out of nowhere!

She bulls Salco to the floor where she starts throwing fists into her head, before dragging her to her feet and sending her crashing into the exam table and sending her tumbling over it and to the floor on the other side! Jessie, surprised but still a fighter, gets to her feet and twisted Sister goes after her but Salco begins fighting back, throwing right hands at her when more security pours in, separating the two women from one another!

Security has to hold Jessie back as well as Twisted Sister until the maniac is dragged away by force so the paramedics can finish their exam on Candy!




Justin: The following contest is a non title Anything Goes match. Introducing first...

Love the Way You Hate Me - Like a Storm bursts over the speaker system, the arena instantly livens up as the crowd stand to their feet, some booing, some cheering, but all of them respecting. The arena lights slightly dim as an explosion of sparks and mini fireworks erupt at the top of the entrance ramp. As the explosion fades Andrew Watts comes walking down the entrance ramp, Watts has a look of confidence on his face, as he sets for his following match. Watts smirks as he makes his way down the entrance ramp, staring ahead at the ring.

Justin: Making his way to the ring, from Cleveland, Ohio, weighing in at 248 pounds. The Original Renegade, Andrew Watts!

Watts makes his way to the ring as he hops up onto the apron. Watts pauses for a second, holding onto the top rope, staring into the ring before he enters in through the middle rope. Watts walks to the center of the ring where he pauses for a second, looking down at the ground for a few seconds, our cameras staring straight at Watts. Watts head shoots up, looking forward, his right arm shooting into the air, his hand in the renegade formation(Kliq sign) as he stands like this for a few seconds, before his music fades and he walks to a nearby corner, ready for his match.

Justin: And his opponent....

Mad Monster by Detroit Metal City plays over the sound system as Lord Raab comes out through the curtain with Henry Losak wearing his red and black wrestling trousers with his nickname The Masked German Monster on the front of them with Monster Energy logos on the side of his trousers with black gloves on both of his hands and wears a black and red stripy mask.

Justin: From Cologne, Germany, weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds, he is the current SCW, ugh... Violence champion.

Adams: And that's justin getting fined by Christian for that...

Justin: He is the Masked German Monster, he is Lord Raab!

He ignores the fans as he goes up the stairs before going in-between the ropes and crouches down in the corner moving backwards and forwards, rubbing his hands and moving his neck around while looking at his opponent with anger in his eyes while waiting for the match to start with Henry standing outside of the ring.

DING DING DING!

As soon as the bell ring, Raab moves towards Watts at pace and starts to hammer clubbing blow in to Watts' head, nailing him with hard shot after hard shot.

Adams: Do you think Raab is a tad bit angry at Watts?

Simone: Ya think?

Raab backs Watts against the ropes, smashing him in the head with forearm shots before stepping back. He charges at Watts and clotheslines Watts with a cactus clothesline, taking both men over the top rope and to the floor! Raab quickly gets to his feet and stomps on Watts' chest, reaching down and pulling the former Reject leader to his feet. He charges Watts towards the ring barrier and slams him head first in to the barrier.

Simone: We must remind fans that this is anything goes, no DQ, no count out.

Watts sits against the barrier, slumped down as Raab turns, backing up. Raab charges towards Watts and drills him with a knee to the side of the head. Watts slumps down and Raab nails him with more aggressive shots to the head. He pulls Watts to his feet and plants another shot to Watts' face before stepping back. He runs towards Watts but Watts plants a solid boot to Raab's knee as he sidesteps, sending Raab face first in to the covered padded barricades. Watts stands to one side and swings his leg, catching Raab in the back of the head and driving him face first in to the padding, the sound of the kick echoing around the arena.

Adams: That sounded nasty.

Watts grabs Raab's arms and pulls them out in a surf board hold, planting a knee behind Raab's head. He rocks backwards and swings forward, driving Raab's face in to the rail.

Simone: Watts is showing a new side of himself tonight.

Adams: The guy wants to prove he's better than everyone here in every aspect. He will try and out wrestle a technical guy and will try and out hardcore a hardcore guy like Raab.

Watts rocks back and again drives Raab in to the barriers before releasing his arms. He stands up straight, dragging Raab to his feet with him. He reaches out with his free hand and rips the padding off the barrier, exposing the metal underneath and slams Raab's head repeatedly in to the exposed steel. Watts pulls Raab back and charges him at the ring, slamming Raab against the ring apron back first. Watts holds Raab and takes a run up before throwing him over the barriers and in to the crowd!

Adams: We're in lawsuit territory now.

Watts moves over towards the barrier, holding on to the top of it before leaping up on to it. He spins himself around and dives towards Raab with a spinning wheel kick, catching the German monster on the jaw and sending him backwards in to the crowd!

Adams: Nothing like seeing SCW stars up close.

Simone: Not that close Jason.

The crowd gather around as security try to force them back for their own protection as Watts and Raab start to return to their feet. Watts nails Raab with a shot to the head, but Raab fires one back, sending Andrew stumbling backwards. Raab grabs a drink from a fans hand and drives the glass bottle in to Watts' head, causing the glass to shatter everywhere!

Simone: Oh my God!

Watts stumbles up some nearby stairs and Raab follows him, pulling a chair from under a crowd member and folding it up. He raises the chair and smashes it down on Watts back, causing the thump to to echo around the arena. Watts turns around, sitting on the stairs but Raab brings the chair down on Watts' head, knocking him backwards on the stairs. Raab raises the chair a third time but Watts rolls out of the way, causing Raab to smash the chair down on the stairs. The vibration causes Raab to drop the chair, giving Watts a few seconds to recover and get back to his feet. He takes a couple of steps up and jumps at Raab, grabbing his head and nailing him with a tornado DDT on to the chair!

Adams: A DDT, on to a chair, while the chair is on a stair.... never seen that before but it rhymed so good!

Watts picks up the chair once more and waits for Raab to get to his feet, standing four steps above him. As he does, Watts jumps in the air and smashes Raab in the head with the chair, sending the masked German tumbling down the stairs and back to the barricades! As Raab sits up, Watts runs down the steps, lifting the chair and dropkicking it in to Raab's face!

Simone: Van Daminator!

Adams: Don't see that too often around here.

Watts picks himself up and climbs over the barricade, moving towards the ring and reaching under it. He pulls out a table.

Adams: Watts got wood!

Simone: Do you ever think about what you're gonna say before the words fall out of your mouth?

Adams: Never. I like to be surprised.

Watts rolls the table in to the ring and reaches underneath, pulling out a second table and pushing it in to the ring. Watts rolls in after it and stands the table up against the ropes at an angle. He looks out of the ring to see Raab making his way over the barricade and jumps out on to the ring apron to meet him. He charges along the apron, jumping off the ring steps and catching Raab with a flying enziguri! Watts drops down, reaching for some nearby cables and wrapping them around Raab throat. He releases after a few seconds and grabs Raab, pulling him to his feet and towards the ring. He rolls him in and quickly follows, looking at the table set up against the ropes. He pulls Raab in front of the table, Watts with his back towards the table and wraps his arms around Raab, looking for a belly to belly, but Raab starts to instinctively headbutt Watts at lightning pace, his head connecting four or five times in quick succession. Watts releases the hold and Raab quickly moves behind him, wrapping his arms around Watts and lifting him over with a release German suplex, sending Watts crashing through the table!

Simone: Holy S...

Adams: Sausages! Watts will be picking spinters out of his butt for months now!

Raab pulls Watts from the wrecked table and goes for the cover.

Adams: Forgot we even had a referee around here.

Jasmine St John drops down to make the count.

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Watts gets a shoulder up

Simone: I thought Watts was done with that impact through the table.

Raab rolls out of the ring, moving to the time keeper and pulling the chair from underneath him and moves back towards the ring. He puts the chair on Watts face and stands above him, lifting his foot and slamming it down on the chair, crushing Watts face under the chair. Raab turns his head, looking at the table in the ring and picks it up. He places it on it's four legs, but a twisted smile appears on his lips as he looks outside the ring.

Adams: I don't know what this is but it can not be good.

Raab moves over to the side of the ring and steps out, moving around and lifting the ring cover before pulling out a zipped black bag. He gets back in the ring and moves to the table. He opens the bag and pulls out another bag, opening up and pouring thumbtacks over the table.

Adams: Jesus christ, Raab taking violence to a new level tonight!

Raab waves his finger at the crowd and reaches in to the back again, pulling out a bottle and pouring it over the table.

Simone: I smell...

Adams: I know you do, but I smell gasoline.

Raab reaches in to the bag again and pulls out a lighter as the crowd starts to scream. Raab flicks the lighter and drops it on the table, setting the table on fire!

Adams: Anyone order BBQ?

Raab turns around as Watts stumbles to his feet, wrapping his hands around Watts' throat.

Simone: Raab looking for The Raabinator!

Before Raab can pick Watts up, Watts kicks him with a low blow and a smirks at him.

Adams: All legal in this match.

Watts steps back slightly before running at Raab, grabbing his head, spinning Raab's body one hundred and eighty degrees and using the momentum to vault through the flames and driving Raab through the thumbtacked covered flaming table, driving him through the flames with...

Simone: The Highlight!

Raab rolls away from the flames, his body pierced by the tacks. Watts drops down to make the cover.

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DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match.... ANDREW WATTS!

Adams: I don't believe I've ever seen a match end like that!

Simone: Andrew Watts just proved why he was the leader of the Rejects.

Jasmine tries to raise Andrew's arm, but Andrew arrogantly pulls it away.

Adams: Can't take anything away from Raab though, he pushed it to the extreme.




The arena fades to black before Dirty Little Girl by Burn Halo begins to play and the arena then flashes with hot pink, neon green, and purple lights. Mikah soon makes her way out onto the stage, one hand on her hip the other now holding her championship on her shoulder. She stops in the middle of the stage before rolling her hips to the left before continuing her way down the ramp. She jeers at the crowd, still using the same hand to hold onto the championship before rolling her eyes at them and ignoring them. She jogs up the stairs before strutting two steps onto the apron then slowly getting into the ring between the bottom and middle rope, dipping her upper body lower than her lower body to make her butt stick out a bit.

Justin: Making her way to the ring, she is the new Bombshell Champion, Miiiiiiiiiiiikah!

She then moves to the middle of the ropes and steps on the bottom one before leaning suggestively over the top rope as if to give the crowd a glimpse of her chest but then pulls back and steps down. She moves to the middle of the ring and smirks before looking to the side for a moment before grabbing her championship and holding it high above her head.

She walks over to the ropes after placing her championship back on her right shoulder and demands to be given a microphone. She brushes it off after one of the nobodies hands it to her. She stands in the middle of the ring, listening to the mixed reactions from the fans, mostly boos but of course, there were a few random cheers in there. She raises the microphone up to her lips, a smirk on her face.

Mikah: “I really, really hate to say it. . .but...”

She pauses for a moment before looking toward the commentators for a moment before focusing back on the camera.

Mikah: “But I told you so!”

She smirks again before raising the championship up again with one hand.

Mikah: “Absolutely NOBODY believed that I was going to walk out as the Bombshell Champion last week but here I am, your championness today. You all put your faith in the wrong person last week and it kicked you in the stomach once you realized that Raynin was nothing but a washed up has been. I told you what I was going to make her do but you all just brushed it off as if I was shooting out hot air. Well, the joke's on you but don't worry. I'll give everybody the chance to make it up to me. Don't worry.”

She winks at the camera, moving the microphone away from her lips for a moment or so.

Mikah: “Let's watch the moment that I became the Bombshell champion and let's celebrate a little bit. Shall we?!”

She points to the tron and then watches as the ending of last week's main event plays. It shows how Raynin slid into the ring and went to pick Mikah up off of the canvas and with a blink of an eye, Mikah had Raynin wrapped in Cupid's Chokehold. It shows the several minutes of Raynin struggling before she tapped out. Mikah smirks as she watches the footage play.

Mikah: “I just love watching that. . .don't you?! I could watch that over and over and not get sick of it. I'm sure Raynin doesn't feel the same way but who the hell cares about her?!”

She laughs a bit before adjusting the championship on her shoulder.

Mikah: “Raynin's championship reign is over now. You don't have to worry about looking at somebody as hideous as she anymore! I am the champion now, a champion that you can be proud of and aspire to be like some day. Of course, none of you vulgarians in the audience will ever get the chance to do so. But that's not what tonight is about!”

She shakes her head and turns a bit to face the other side of the ring.

Mikah: “We're here to celebrate me! To celebrate MY win last week and to stop having the title flip-flop so much. Let's take a look back to where I started. I had one of my friends put together a little montage of my start here in SCW. Take a look!”

Mikah points again to the tron as the video begins to play. Showing images of her matches in the very beginning and then some more recent. It even managed to show her apart of the group formerly known as the REJECTS. She claps her hands as the video stops after showing the image of Raynin tapping out just last week.

Mikah: “I know, I know. That was so beautiful and touching. I remember my first match here in Sin City Wrestling back in November of 2014. It was against that atrocious woman known as Cindy 'The Nurse' Warren. She was an easy win, hardly fought back. It was easy to take the win away from her. Of course, back then I was apart of that. . .tragedy of a group known as the REJECTS but that was just a small error in the history of me. It's in the past and from now on, you will be looking forward to the future of me!”

She flips her hair over her shoulder as she walks around a bit. The fans boo a bit.

Mikah: “You're going to boo me?! Your Bombshell champion!? How dare you! How dare you think that you can treat me like that! You pathetic little sponges! Do you think anybody else could have gotten the job done as I did last week!? Do you think Amy Marshall could have beaten Raynin?! No! She already lost to the freak job once! It would have been humiliating for her to have tried again, so I saved her that embarrassment! And I suppose that you think Mercedes Vargas, former—and I use that word lightly—mean girl could have gotten it done?! No! Because she's too obsessed with her former stable mates to be worried about any match! I saved those two from embarrassment, something you all should know about! But you're going to sit there and boo me for saving them the embarrassment and you all from the torture that was known as Raynin's championship reign!?”

She glares at the fans leaning against the ropes a bit.

Mikah: “You don't even deserve to see me out here tonight! I should have waited to have my celebration next week, in a place that I'm sure would appreciate me and appreciate all the embarrassment and torture I saved you all from! You're lucky that I even decided to show up here LIVE! I could have just recorded a video message and let it play for you but out of the kindness of my heart, I came here for you sponges! Ridiculous that you would treat somebody as enchanting as me like this! I demand you all stand up and say, 'I'm sorry!' Do it! Do it now or I will leave!”

Mikah stands in the middle of the ring, looking around at the fans before seeing that they were not about to do anything that she had asked of them.

Mikah: “Fine. You want it that way?!”

The fans cheer a bit at the thought of Mikah leaving the ring.

Mikah: Fine, then that's the way it's going to be. Ungrateful little cretins. Have fun losing your brain cells when the main event comes because I won't be sticking around to watch it!”

She throws the microphone down before her music begins to play as she gets out of the ring and walks down the steel steps. She jeers at the fans a bit before showing them the palm of her hand as she walks up the ramp. She doesn't even bother to pose at the top of the stage as she walks backstage, ready to leave the arena.

Mikah: “Ungrateful little cretins.”




SCW WORLD BOMBSHELL CHAMPIONSHIP
Mikah © vs. Raynin




Justin: The following contest is the main event of the evening and is for the SCW Bombshell Tag Team championship, introducing first, the challengers.

The crowd is on their feet when "Break Free" by Ariana Grande comes over the speakers as blue and white lights flash on the stage to the beat of the music. As the words pick up, the curtains are shoved aside. Delia Darling and Mercedes Vargas walk through them, side by side. They pause at the top of the ramp, looking in opposite direction, out into the audience before looking to one another.

Justin: Iiiiintroducing first, at a combined weight of 262 pounds, they represent the Anti-Mean Girls movement, they are... DEEEEEEEEEEEELIA DARRRRRRRRRRRLING and MERRRRRRRRRRRRCEDEEEEEEEEEEEEES VARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGASSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!

The crowd cheers loudly as they nod their heads. They walk with authority toward the ring. A fan reaches out with two roses, one for each lady, and they accept them graciously, smiling before shaking hands with the fan. They quicken their pace, slapping a few hands on their way down before sliding in under the bottom rope together. Playing with the roses, they walk around the ring, getting the crowd into the show. They set the roses down on the apron before coming to the center of the ring, striking a couple of poses that send the crowd into a cheering frenzy. They walk over toward the far corner, staring at the ramp as they discuss amongst themselves.

Justin: And their opponents.

"Amazing" by High Fashion hits the speakers prompting the arrival of the champions.

Justin: Introducing the SCW World Bombshell Tag Team Champions! At a total combined weight of 226 pounds, representing the Mean Girls ... Veronica Taylor and Amanda Cortez!

Amanda and Veronica make their way out and pose at the top of the stage before marching down to the ring with a purpose, Amanda slides into the ring under the bottom rope whilst Veronica enters through the ropes and they strut around the ring, holding their belts up for everyone to see, particularly the challengers. The champions point to themselves with bright smiles, mocking the jeers directed at them, before they turn and strike a pose together in the center of the ring.

Adams: This is what the world has been waiting to see...

All four members of the once prolific Mean Girls stable stand in the middle of the ring. They are arguing like crazy about who is the greatest Mean Girl of all time. Amanda and Veronica are starting to get frustrated as they open the match up by shoving Delia and Mercedes. The two girls retaliate with duel shoves of their own. Drew Patton wastes very little by signaling for the bell to officially sound.

DING DING DING!

Delia and Veronica continue to shove each other as the crowd is still a little indifferent about these four ladies. Some want to cheer and the other half wants this match to end already. Amanda and Mercedes have stopped shoving each other as they get nose to nose.

Simone: This one is going to be a real tough one for Drew to get control of.

Adams: You have four women in there who can't stand each other. Of course, this match is going to get a little wild.

Amanda is continuing to bad mouth Mercedes but she is just smiling back at her. The smile starts to creep Amanda out as she hauls off and smacks Mercedes across the face. Mercedes tilts toward her left while Amanda is yelling at her. Mercedes chuckles a bit before striking suddenly with a leaping lou thesz press. While still in the mounted position, Mercedes grabs a nice hold of Amanda's head and begins to slam it repeatedly off the mat. Mercedes rolls off her while kipping back up to her feet. She bends down, lifts Amanda off the canvas before whipping her into the counter. Mercedes quickly follows the whip up with a corner clothesline. She catches Amanda before she could fall back to the canvas. Mercedes begins to stomp Amanda while tagging Delia into the match. Both women continue to stomp Amanda down in the corner. Mercedes eventually exits the ring and stands on the apron.

Adams: Delia and Mercedes is starting to look like a well oiled machine.

Right as she leaves the ring, Delia grabs Amanda around the head before tossing her down to the canvas. Her head bounces off the mat as Delia follows it up with a jumping leg drop. Delia transitions into an early pin attempt as Patton quickly gets into position.

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Amanda quickly kicks out of before his hand struck the canvas for a second time. Delia promptly lifts Amanda back up to her feet. She follows that up with a very stiff short arm clothesline. The move seems to have knocked the wind out of Amanda as Delia drops back down for another pin attempt.

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This time Delia manages to get a two count before Amanda kicks out again. Instead of showing her frustrations with the count, she leaps back up to her feet and dashes over to her corner. She tags in Mercedes before moving back towards Amanda. While she is still down on the canvas, Delia grabs a hold of her legs before looking back at her partner. She shoots Amanda off with a catapult but Amanda manages to catch Mercedes with a tornado ddt while in mid air.

Simone: Holy crap, how did Amanda pull that move off?

Adams: I don't even know.

Delia couldn't believe her eyes as she leaves the ring. Amanda gets back up on her feet while grabbing a handful of Mercedes's hair. She drags her over toward her own corner and slams her face first onto the top turnbuckle. Mercedes's head snaps back a bit as Amanda starts to drive her shoulder into the lower back of Mercedes. She yells out in pain as Veronica tags herself into the contest. Amanda continues to ram her shoulder into Mercedes's back as Veronica uses the ring ropes as a springboard to land a stiff kick to the side of Mercedes's head. Amanda leaves the ring as Veronica latches her arms around Mercedes's waist.

She goes to lift her up for a German suplex but Mercedes manages to block the suplex attempt. Veronica tries it again but Mercedes blocks it again. Veronica lets go one of her arms and repeatedly lands stiff forearm shots to the back of Mercedes. Veronica is hoping those shots did the trick as she latches arms around her again. This time Veronica's attempt is successful as she strikes with a German suplex. The crowd and her both are shocked that she was even able to hit a move like that. Mercedes felt the brunt of the move as she struggles to get back up to her feet.

Simone: Mercedes is struggling here.

Veronica struts over toward Mercedes and helps her back up. Mercedes is trying to get her legs back underneath her as she goes to swing at Veronica. Veronica ducks the attempt, grabs a handful of hair before pulling Mercedes back across her knee.

Simone: Veronica is actually showing her great wrestling ability.

Adams: Yeah, I know.

Delia knows that Mercedes can't take any more punishment to her back as she begins to pace up and down in her corner. Veronica walks over toward Delia and begins to taunt her. She is running her mouth. Veronica manages to say something that gets Delia all riled up as she tries to enter the ring. The moment Delia has two feet inside the ring, Veronica immediately tells the Drew while acting all innocent like. Drew is trying to get Delia back out of the ring as Amanda springboards off the ring ropes while connecting with a sit out facebuster which drives Mercedes face first into the canvas. Veronica brushes her hands together acting like she and Amanda has got this match in the bag. She rolls Mercedes over and nonchalantly lies across her. Delia exits the ring as Drew quickly slides into position.

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Mercedes throws one arm out as Veronica shoots an evil glare towards Drew. Veronica goes for another pin attempt.

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Mercedes kicks out again as Veronica smacks the canvas several times. She gets right into the face of Drew while telling him to learn to count. He is telling her it was a two but she doesn't want to hear it.

Simone: Typical. Veronica is throwing a temper tantrum.

Veronica picks Mercedes up off the canvas and tells Amanda to stick her boot up. Amanda nods while sticking her foot over the ring ropes. Veronica is looking to ram Mercedes head first into the bottom of Amanda's boot but Mercedes manages to counter by quickly grabbing her by the head. Mercedes then slams Veronica face first into Amanda's boot. Veronica falls forward a bit as Mercedes tries to crawl over toward her corner.

Adams: They're urging Mercedes on!

The crowd is slowly beginning a Mercedes chant as Delia is slapping her hand on top of the turnbuckle. Amanda quickly tags herself back into the match. She notices Mercedes is getting closer to her corner when she springs off the ropes again and catches her with a nasty elbow across her lower back. Mercedes yelps in pain as Amanda shoots back up to her feet. She starts to stomp her back some more as Delia is trying to get the crowd into this match.

Simone: I never thought I'd see the day the fans cheer on Delia.

Amanda bends to pick Mercedes up but somehow Mercedes grabs a hold of Amanda from around her legs and pulls her down. While having her back on the canvas, Mercedes floats over with a back bridge while pinning Amanda's shoulders to the canvas. Drew drops back into position.

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Amanda rolls a shoulder out as Mercedes is slowly getting back up to her feet. Amanda rolls back up to her feet as well. Mercedes is grasping at her lower back as Amanda is leaning against the ring ropes.

Simone: What a match?

Adams: Come on it has to end soon.

Mercedes and Amanda charge at each other with both ladies striking with vicious clotheslines which knocks both ladies down. Drew Patton is standing in between both ladies as he starts to count.

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Mercedes starts to stir first as she begins to crawl towards Delia. Amanda manages the same thing as Veronica has her hand stretched out.

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Amanda is the first to make a tag to Veronica as Mercedes leaps toward Delia. Delia leaps over the ropes as Veronica quickly re-enters the ring. Delia ducks the clothesline attempt as she nails Amanda with a baseball sliding dropkick. The kick sends Amanda down to the arena floor.

Simone: Holy shit, what a move my Delia

Adams: Now finish this match.

After knocking Amanda off the ring apron, Delia gets back up to her feet and moves toward Veronica. Veronica goes for a right hand but Delia blocks it. Veronica tries it again but still gets it blocked. Delia strikes with a right of her own and another right. After the final right lands, Delia kicks Veronica in the midsection before dropping her with a snap DDT. Delia quickly goes for the cover.

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Veronica shoots her shoulder up as Delia rises back up to her feet. Veronica is getting back up to her feet as Delia bounces off the ropes. Veronica stops Delia in her tracks by kicking right on her petula. She falls to the canvas as Veronica tries to antagonize Mercedes. Mercedes doesn't even let it phase her as Delia catches Veronica with a small package. Drew drops into position.

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Amanda tries to break up the pin attempt but Mercedes stops her by knocking her out of the ring with a vicious Savate kick. Drew calls for the bell as Mercedes grabs at her head.

Justin: Your winners and new SIN CITY WRESTLING BOMBSHELL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS...Delia and Mercedes Vargas.

Mercedes drops to her knees as Drew Patton hands her one half of the tag team belts. Delia's face is racked with pain as she can barely stand on her right knee.

Simone: We have new champions!

Adams: The anti Mean Girls have defeated The Mean Girls!

Drew hands the titles to Delia and Mercedes

Adams: And the fans are loving it!

Simone: That's all we have time for tonight, we'll see you all next week

The camera fades to the joy on the faces of the new SCW Bombshell Tag Team Champions




Thank you! to Chris, Mark, Andy, Dustin, The Lord MK, Gerrit, Blaque Hart, Shipman, Mikah, Kris, Jenny, Annie, Mercedes. Also again to Annie for the great match banners and supercard banner. Also to all you guys who keep SCW going.