The crowd is alive with energy inside of the Hong Kong Football Club Stadium in Hong Kong, China. 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 Chinese singer and actress, Lu Han.
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 Hong Kong Football Club Stadium in Hong Kong, China for Climax Control!
The fans in attendance cheer!
Justin: Now to sing the Chinese National Anthem, please help me welcome ... Lu Han!
The fans are on their feet, cheering the famed Chinese recording artist and actress! Justin passes the house microphone to her and as the music begins to play, Lu Han opens the show...
Lu Han: Qi(lái! Búyuàn zuò núlì de rénmen!
Ba( wo(men de xuèròu,
zhùchéng wo(men xi-n de Chángchéng!
Zho-nghuá mínzú dào lia(o zuì we-ixia(n de shíhòu.
Me(i ge rén bèipò zhe fa-chu- zuìhòu de ho(ushe-ng.
Qi(lái! Qi(lái! Qi(lái!
Wo(men wànzhòng yìxi-n,
Màozhe dírén de pàohuo(, qiánjìn!
Màozhe dírén de pàohuo(, qiánjìn!
Qiánjìn! Qiánjìn! Jìn!
The song ends and the crowd cheers! Lu Han smiles and takes a bow before he 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, I'm Belinda Simone.
Adams: And I'm sitting in complete silence.... except when I just said that, but you can call me Jason Adams.
Simone: Seven big matches as we continue to roll towards our supercard in Australia and we start with a debut.
Adams: Alexis Edwards popped up out of nowhere to join The Nobodies last week and we don't know too much about this young woman, but her opponent, we know a lot about. She Texas tough and will prove to be a stiff challenge for Alexis as she goes one on one with Traci Patterson. Ths could be a rough ride for our new arrival.
Simone: Unique match up next where two single titles are on the line in a tag match.
Adams: This is true as The Superheroes, Roxi Johnson and SCW Bombshell Roulette champion Keira Fisher, take on Jessie Salco and Bombshell Internet champion, Amy Marshall, a.k.a The Metal and Punk Connection. Roulette rules, and if a champion gets defeated by a non champion, the title will change hands. Throw in a whole lot of hate in this match and we got a war brewing.
Simone: Ethan Alexander has been unstoppable since he appeared in SCW but tonight, he's up against a brick wall.
Adams: Literary, because he will be facing the seven foot monster known as Casey Williams. Casey has been known to stop winning streaks with just the swing of his fist. He has been known to take down top superstars. Ethan is on one hell of a run lately. This match is one what can go either way.
Simone: Bombshell Tag Team titles are on the line!
Adams: After dispatching Amanda Cortez and Veronica Taylor, and officially ending The Mean Girls, Mercedes Vargas and Delia Darling will be up against another huge challenge. That challenge is with a team that has held the gold before, Raynin and Gothika, The Fallen. Both these teams have has their fair share of SCW gold, tonight, they do battle over the Bombshell Tag Team championships. This is gonna be insane as our two top bombshell teams go at it!
Simone: J2H has been told he will be facing Despayre in an Internet championship match next week, but he faces the polar opposite of Despayre tonight.
Adams: Not as fun loving as Despy, he's up against a man who takes his work very seriously, a man called Connor Murphy. Connor loves to give out pain and take it if you saw the smile on his face during his Nobodies initiation last week, J2H is overly confident in his abilities to dispatch Murphy. A win against J2H will put the cat amongst the pigeons for his title shot next week. Who knows what will happen when these two different styles clash.
Simone: Dark Tiger has the absolute chance of a lifetime tonight.
Adams: Big time, as he takes on SCW World Heavyweight champion, Sean Jackson in a non title match. Winning a match against a champion non title has a way of kicking you up the rankings in a shot. Sean Jackson has Kain breathing down his neck but a win for Dark Tiger will fire him up the ranks. Sean will have to be at his best to knock down a man with aspirations for single gold. There's more on the line for this one than meets the eye.
Simone: Main event time! Amanda Cortez earned the right last week for this match and now it's about to happen.
Adams: She gets the chance to become the Bombshell World Champion as she takes on a certain bosses fave in Mikah. Mikah has defeated everyone put in front of her and stepped up her game since becoming the champion. She has proved week in and week out that title should be with her but Amanda is a former champion, she is determined to become a champion again and Mikah will be in for her biggest challenge to date. This is King Kong big and if Mikah can overcome the former Mean Girl, she will be well on her way to becoming one of the most dominant champions in our history.
Simone: Hate to admit it, but you could be right.
Adams: Yippee! So less talkie, more smashy. GOOOOOOOOOOOOOO NOW!
The cameras cut to the parking lot where we see Andrew Watts walking in towards the building, dressed in a pair of faded blue Express jeans, a white plain tanktop, and a pair of black and white Puma shoes. Watts has his SCW World Tag Team Championship over his right shoulder, and his Nike gym bag over his left shoulder. Watts walks confidently through the front doors and is instantly greeted by Pussy Willow.
Pussy Willow: Andrew Watts! Exactly the person I have been waiting for, can I have a few words with you please?
Watts shakes his head, rolling his eyes in frustration as he continues to walk.
Andrew Watts: Yeah, no thank you...
Pussy looks shocked, Watts continues to walk, Pussy following him.
Pussy Willow: Andrew! Please, everyone is talking about you...
Andrew Watts: Great, let them talk. That’s what they usually do.
Watts continues to walk as he tries to avoid and ignore Pussy who continues on, following and talking to him.
Pussy Willow: It’s not good things, everyone is talking about how you are slowly falling off of the face of the SCW Universe!
Andrew Watts: Well Pussy, everyone is pretty damn wrong, because I’m right here.
Watts shakes his head as he continues to walk, trying his best to get away.
Pussy Willow: What about the comments of you not having made an impact in months?!
Watts stops walking, turning around, facing Pussy as she stops walking as well. Watts doesn’t look very happy, in fact he has a look of anger in his eyes.
Andrew Watts: See this right here on my shoulder? I made that impact, I am one half of the SCW World Tag Team Champions and I am the best damn wrestler on the SCW roster, no matter what anyone says or has to think. Danger Zone is the most dangerous thing in the SCW, and tonight will only prove that even more, just watch… you’ll be shocked at what goes down tonight. Let’s just say that tonight.. Danger Zone shines, much more than you could ever imagine.
Watts turns around as he begins to walk away, Pussy doesn’t follow. We keep our camera angle here for a few seconds, watching Watts walk away until we can no longer see him. Pussy nods her head, shrugging a shoulder, at least she got something out of him.
v/o: "Hong Kong, Can you feel it coming, in the air tonight?"
The lights in the stadium shut down, leaving the crowd in the dark, as bright flashes start to burst through out, acting as it were streaks of lighting. A dark crimson color light illuminates the entrance area as a thick mist rolls across the entrance ramp.
A hush falls over the stadium as the crimson mist pours off the entrance ramp and into the crowd. Without warning, crimson colored lights explode throughout the stadium. A video explodes on the screen as you can see the letters slowly fade in, and as it does a very well known theme begins to filter out throughout the arena...
"I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord"
As the popular Phil Collins song "In The Air Tonight" begins to play, the letters on the big screen finish forming with a nickname now well known with this theme....
The Mental Rapist
Through the crimson mist, the fans can see Sean Jackson and Marshall Owens stepping into view. With the world championship draped over his shoulder, Sean is dressed in a dark colored dress shirt, dark slacks, and an expensive pair of dress shoes. His attorney Marshall Owens is dressed as always in his suit and tie.
"Can you feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord, oh lord."
His face at first stoic, gives way to a smirk as the stadium erupts into boos which draws a smile as well on Marshall's face. After soaking up the hatred, Sean motions that it is time to make their way to the ring.
As they make their way towards the ringside area, the world champion doesn't even acknowledge the boos that are raining down in his direction. Once in the ring, the spotlight continues to bathe Sean Jackson as he takes to the turnbuckles and slowly climbs up. As he sets foot on the middle turnbuckle, the ring is surrounded in falling pyro on all sides of the rings as he peers out at the fans at ringside. Much to the approval of a clapping Marshall Owens, the champion unfastens the world heavyweight belt and raises it high in the air before hopping down off the turnbuckle. As the pyro dies out, and the lights come back on, Sean is handed a house microphone.
Jackson: "Last week in Colombo, Kain once again tried to fool the world. He knew that he was in trouble, that Travis Nathaniel Andrews had him on the ropes, so he once again called upon that fake Sean Jackson to save himself from embarassment.
Belinda Simone and Jason Adams was at ringside last week, just as they are this week and she questions the world champion's account of what happened.
Simone: "Now wait a minute, it didn't go down like that. From where I was sitting, Kain had that match in hand."
Adams: "Well, that may be true. But he hadn't quite put Travis away yet and well..."
Simone: "Whoa, whoa. You aren't buying into this, are you?
All Jason can do is shrug his shoulders. After all, Sean Jackson wasn't in Sri Lanka last weekend and yet, there was the fake Sean Jackson for the world to see.
Adams: "I...I don't know what to believe Belinda."
Jackson: "To save himself from being placed in a situation that he simply can't control, where he's in way over his head and can't figure a better way out."
With pep in his step, Sean begins to pace in front of the camera, much to the delight of his attorney.
Jackson: "I told you Kain, I told you that Gabriel was going to put you in a no win situation. But true to form, you refused to listen to any kind of reason and now..."
The pitch in his voice raises to further illustrate the point he is trying to make.
Jackson: "NOW you must pay the price. But this isn't just about you Kain, no this is also about that ignorant slack jaw Christian Underwood who somehow believes you still have what it takes to be the world heavyweight champion. Hell Kain, Christian would have been better off..."
The world champion begins to search out towards the ringside area with his eyes. After finding what he's looking for, Sean walks over to the ring ropes and points out a teen age boy wearing a Kain shirt.
Jackson: Choosing this kid, because trying to pin that twin magic crap on me was juvenile at best. As if I would need to cheat in order to beat you."
Sean rolls his eyes, miffed that anyone would even consider something that absurd.
Jackson: "To give Christian the satisfaction of watching me cheat anyone in order to hold onto my championship..."
Sean turns his attention back to the camera.
Jackson: "I am not you Kain, I have talent and don't have to resort to cheating. But pretty soon, you will be old news, just like Drake Green and Gabriel is. So with that being said, let's get down to brass tacks."
Raising his arm high over his own head, obviously mocking the height of Sebastian Hardin.
Jackson: "That being my opponent tonight....."
Sean takes a deep breath and screams into the mic.
Jackson: "GODZILLA LA LA LA!!!!!"
This draws a resounding chorus of boos as Marshall steps in and whispers something.
Simone: "Now that was totally uncalled for!!!"
However, Jason Adams finds it funny and is fighting off the urge to laugh. While this is happening, Sean nods his head in acknowldgement to what Marshall said.
Jackson: "Nah, come on now...I was just kidding. I would never insult an international superstar like Godzilla, by comparing him with Sebastian Hardin."
Adams: "Come on Belinda, that was funny and you know it."
Having a moment of clarity, Sean shoots his index finger into the air as if he needs to correct himself. The look on his face further solidifies that as he again speaks.
Jackson: "How did you refer to yourself again?"
He taps his chin several times.
Jackson: "Oh yes, when speaking to Pussy Willow earlier tonight, you referred to yourself as a tiger shark."
Sean curls his lip slightly as his head tilts to the side. He would find it interesting that Sebastian went that route.
Jackson: "Well Mr. Tiger Shark, I'm the world heavyweight champion and I'm the man who has been tasked with bringing you down to reality. Now, don't get me wrong...I'm not here thinking that this is going to be a five second squash job..."
There is sincerity in his voice, and his face tells the whole story. At 7'1 and 290 pounds, the Black Tiger is a force to take seriously.
Jackson: "But you aren't going to get off easy either. You see Sebastian, when a man steps up with aspirations of becoming a champion, he has to be taken seriously. So tonight, I'm going to make an example of you...."
Sean points down towards his right knee. The knee he uses to deliver the lights out high knee finisher called *Lights Out, Game Called Due To Darkness*
Jackson: "I am going to show the rest of the roster what happens when a seven foot tiger shark wanders out of his element. When he washes up on shore, completely helpless to protect himself from the most dangerous predator of them all..."
This draws a huge smile from Marshall Owens, who knows exactly what's coming up next.
Jackson: "The SCW World Heavyweight Champion."
Sean extends both arms outward to each side as his head tilts slightly backwards. He is soaking in the chorus of boos when all of a sudden....
"Ladies and Gentlemen" starts to play over the speakers. As this is happening Sean's eyes fly open and his head levels while his arms slowly falls to his side.
Simone: "Jason, I believe business is about to pick up because here comes Kain."
She no more gets the words out as Kain and his manager Ariel step out from backstage and stand on the center of the ramp, gazing into the ring at Sean Jackson and Marshall Owens.
Adams: "And he's staring daggers at the world heavyweight champion Bindy."
The interruption has Sean and Marshall completely incensed. But before the world champion can say a word, Kain has beaten him to the punch which ends the music.
Kain: "Give us all a break and just cancel the crap Sean. The only reason you still have that championship belt is because you screwed me out of it."
Kain points directly at Sean Jackson, leaving no doubt who he is speaking to.
Kain: "Hiring some body double to interfere in our match, causing me to pin him instead of..."
Portraying a look of faked shock, Sean emphatically shakes his head no.
Jackson: "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Hold up there a minute Kain. Like I said before, it wasn't my fault you hired a moron who couldn't mimic the greatest wrestler alive."
That draws a comical smile from Kain, which is quickly replaced with a snarl.
Kain: I hate to break the news to you Sean, but you aren't the greatest wrestler alive. As far as I'm concerned, you are a disgrace to this sport and a disgrace to the championship you are holding. But that's okay, because pretty soon you and I are going to step into that ring and when we do...."
Kain uses his hands to mimic wearing a championship belt around his waist.
Kain: "That championship belt will be mine."
Again, Sean shakes his head no as he can be seen saying the word no as well. The camera then shifts back to Kain.
Kain: "Oh yeah Sean, it's going to be mine and no amount of twin magic or outright cheating is going to stop me. Like a snake, you slithered from under a rock in Riyadh and you ruined what should have been the greatest match in SCW history."
Jackson: "No Kain, YOU ruined that match. I gave you an opportunity to save face, to cash in on Gabriel, and you didn't do it. So as far as I'm concerned, you are old news and don't even deserve a shot at my world heavyweight championship. So if I was Mark Ward, I would force you to the end of the line because if I'm not mistaken, you couldn't even beat TNA last week."
That draws a roar of laughter from Marshall Owens, and an even bigger snarl from Kain who by now has started making his way down towards the ring, much to the cheers of the Hong Kong fans.
Kain: "You would love that, wouldn't you Sean. But the way I see it, maybe I shouldn't wait to get my hands on you. Maybe I should come down there and show you exactly how much I do deserve that championship."
Seeing Kain coming to the ring, Sean takes a defensive stance as Marshall bails from the ring.
Jackson: "You do and I'm not responsible for my actions."
Kain: "Fair enough."
Kain throws down the mic and takes off in a dead sprint towards the ring. Sean stands his ground until Kain slides in under the ropes and within a split second, the world champion also bails out of the ring and doesn't stop until he has ran completely around the ring and up the ramp.
In a rage, Kain picks up the dropped mic from Sean Jackson and immediately begins to point towards the now disappeared world champion.
Kain: "Next week Sean!!! Next week you are mine and not a damn soul is going to be able to save you OR that title."
Simone: "Kain is standing tall Jason. Can we be seeing the next SCW world heavyweight champion?"
Adams: "Would you bet against Sean Jackson?"
Simone: "If he leaves the body double at home, you bet I would."
There is one final shot of Kain standing in the ring, staring back at the entrance stage with a look that could kill on his face before the scene shifts elsewhere.
Justin: The following contest is your opening match of the night and is for one fall. Introducing first...
The lights in the arena go black as “Freak Like Me” by Halestorm plays over the sound system. Red strobe lights shine around and thick smoke fills the entrance. A figure emerges from behind the curtain, dressed in a baggy black hoodie. The crowd in attendance gives off a mixed reaction of boos and cheers as the hooded figure moves to the music before she pulls the hood back revealing herself to be Alexis Edwards.
Justin: From Phoenix, Arizona, weighing in at one hundred and twenty pounds, making her SCW debut, she is a member of The Nobodies, she is Alexis Edwards
She ignores the fans, pretending as though she can’t hear them at all before she dashes her way down to the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope. She jumps up to her feet, raising her right hand in the air as she unzips her hoodie with her left then removes it, tossing it across the ring where it lands on the top rope. She makes her way over to one of the corner turnbuckles as her music dies down and she stares towards the backstage curtain, waiting for her opponent.
Justin: And her opponent, being accompanied to the ring by her sister, Katie.
Here Come The Boom - POD starts to play over the PA System and the fans get up to their feet. With that Traci and Katie walk out from behind the curtain. Traci then poses on the top of the stage with Katie points at Traci.
Justin: From Dallas, Texas, weighing in at one hundred and forty three pounds, she is Traci Patterson!
The pair then walk down to the ring and slap fans hands as they do this. Katie then gets up on the apron and holds the ropes open for Traci. Traci then slips in and walks over to the corner. She then poses on the turnbuckles while Katie claps her. Traci then gets down and opens the ropes for Katie to leave before focusing on her opponent.
DING DING DING
Alexis looks Traci up and down, a smile on her face as she locks up with the newcomer. Traci uses pure force and pushes Alexis back
Simone: Welcome to SCW Alexis
Alexis looks surprised as she gets to her feet and quickly tackles Traci to the ground, pulling on her hair and bouncing her off the floor. Alexis rears back and drops a fist towards Traci's face, but Traci moves her head quickly and Alexis hits the canvas. Traci kicks Alexis off and rolls out of the way while Alexis shakes her head. Traci quickly jumps to her feet and Alexis turns around to be met with a heavy hooked clothesine! Alexis rolls over on the floor holding her face and Traci steps back. As Alexis stops on her back, Traci runs at her and nails her with a jumping senton splash. Traci goes for the cover and referee Jacob Summers drops down for the count.
1
2
Alexis kicks out.
Adams: Quick fall for Traci
Traci gets to her feet and pulls Alexis with her, but Alexis pokes Traci in the eye. Alexis grabs Traci by the hair and drops to her knees, slamming Traci's face in to the canvas with a hair pull facebuster. Alexis pulls Traci back to her feet by her hair and tosses her across the ring and in to the ropes. As Traci bounces back, Alexis lifts her up and drops the bigger woman with a spinebuster. Alexis walks towards Traci and lift her to her feet, slapping her across the face!
Adams: The influence of Tim Staggs shining through there. That boy has got vicious so quickly here.
Alexis grabs Traci by the head, putting her in a front face lock and dropping her down with a DDT. Alexis goes for the cover
1.. Traci kicks out.
2..
Adams: I think Alexis may be taking Traci lightly. No one puts Traci away with a DDT
Alexis grabs Traci back to her feet and throws her in to the turnbuckle and unloads three punches on to the face of Traci, but Traci flips her around and chops Alexis across the chest. Alexis stumbles out of the corner and Traci hooks Alexis in a full nelson and lift her up, dropping her with a full Nelson slam, causing the crowd to cheer.
Adams:Great move from Traci
Traci quickly goes for the pin on Alexis
1..
2..
Alexis kicks up.
Traci jumps up and pulls Alexis to her feet and bounces off the ropes and springs back to Alexis, but Alexis lifts her in the air and drops her across the top rope. Traci stumbles back but Alexis locks her head up and drops her with a sleeper drop. Alexis grabs Traci by the hair and lifts her up backwards to her feet and wraps and arm around her neck from behind. Alexis moves around Traci, holding her in a headlock and runs at the ropes, jumping up on the second rop and spinning around, dropping Traci down in springboard bulldog. She rolls over and goes for the pin
1
2
Traci kicks out
Alexis drags Traci to her feet and tosses her in to the ropes. As Traci returns, Alexis lifts her over her head and drops her hard with a huge back body drop. Traci rolls over hold her back in pain. Alexis continues the attack by kicking Traci in the small of the back. Alexis pulls Traci back up, but Traci reaches down and sweeps the legs away, sending Alexis crashing down, flat on her back
Simone:Not the first time Alexis has been flat on her back in this match.
Traci bends down and cradles Alexis's legs, before rolling over in a Boston crab attempt. Alexis kicks Traci away and scrambles to her feet, but as she does, Traci charges at Alexis, Spinning three hundred and sixty degrees, Traci nails her with a discus clothesline, sending Alexis flying tot he canvas. Alexis looks shaken as Traci waits for her to get up. As she does, Traci hoists her on to her shoulders and charges with a running powerslam, crashing Alexis in to the canvas! She quickly hooks the leg and goes for the cover.
1...
2..
Alexis kicks out
Adams: Close count this time
Traci shakes her head slowly at Alexis's resiliance, and gets to her feet, pulling Alexis up with her. She hooks Alexis's arms and attempts a tiger suplex, but Alexis kicks her in the the knee twice. After a few seconds, Traci breaks the hold and stumbles backwards. Alexis steps back and quickly drops down with a chopblock to the knee, sending Traci flipping over and landing on her back. Alexis takes advantage by grabbing Traci's leg and dropping heavy boots behind the knee. Alexis hooks Traci's leg under her and and pulls her over in the half crab. Traci looks towards the ropes and reaches out to them, just a little out of reach. Traci digs her elbows in to the canvas and pulls herself slightly closer, reaching out. Traci digs in once more and gets herself within reaching distance, grabbing the bottom rope. The referee forces Alexis to break the hold, much to her displeasure
Simone:I thought she was gonna tap
Adams:Never mind what I thought hearing those screams!
Traci rolls over holding her knee, but Alexis quickly grabs her to her feet. Alexis grabs hold of her hair and jumps up, attempting a monkey flip but Traci pushes her off and across the ring. Alexis quickly jumps back to her feet, slightly startled, only to be met with a huge boot to the forehead from Traci. Traci holds Alexis down by the chest and leaps up in the air, dropping a leg across Alexis' chest. She yells out to the crowd.
Simone: Looks like Traci is done playing with the new bombshell!
Adams: This is not gonna be fun for Newbie McNewb!
Traci pulls Alexis to her feet and puts her hands around her throat, but Alexis plants a boot in Traci's midsection and pushes her away. Before Traci can react, Alexis runs and nails her with a spear! She quickly rolls Traci on to her stomach and reaches for her arm, kneeling over it and pulling it back in an armbar!
Adams:The A.G.E of Alexis!
Alexis reaches back, pulling on Traci's arm in the middle of the ring. Eventually Traci starts to slam her free hand down, tapping out!
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match.... Alexis Edwards!
Simone: Alexis has made a successful debut in SCW. Could this be the start of a big career in SCW?
The scene opens up at Climax Control in Hong Kong moments after the opening match between Traci Patterson and Alexis Edwards ended where we see the Heavy Metal Bitch Jessie Salco warming up for her tag team match that’ll start in a couple of minutes and, true to form, she’s playing some metal whilst working out namely “Undying Evil” by Enforcer.
Simone: Jessie has a big opportunity ahead of her tonight and you have to figure that Amy has a bested interest in making sure that Jessie wins the Roulette Title.
Adams: CREATURE OF NIGHT! MORBID LUST FOR BLOOD ENCHANTS YOU! CREATURE OF NIGHT! DEMON EYES ALL KNOWN BETRAYS YOU! CREATURE OF NIGHT! CLAWS OF DEATH UNDYING EVIL!
Simone: Oh for god’s sake.
You can practically hear Belinda face-palm at Jason’s piss poor attempt at singing the song as Jessie continues to work out, eventually the song ends and before Jessie can start playing another song someone catches her eye off screen.
Jessie: Funny, I was half-expecting Rocky.
Jessie says with a grin as the Bombshell Internet Champion Amy Marshall steps into view.
Jessie: Hey Amy, ready for tonight?
Amy: As ready as i can possibly be.
Amy shrugged as she caressed the Internet title that sat on her waist.
Amy: How about you? You ready?
Jessie: Ready for my long overdue second reign with the Bombshell Roulette Title.
Jessie says with a grin.
Jessie: Honestly I don’t know what I’m more excited for, tonight’s match, my wedding or Bloodstock.
Amy: I hope tonight’s match, because I refuse to lose another title on my first title defence especially to Roxi. I am not letting all my hard work go to waste.
Amy said balling her fists remember her first title defence against Raynin as the Bombshell Champion.Jessie: Don’t worry, I know how much that hurts from personal experience, the only reign that’s getting cut short tonight is Keira’s, the other stuff I mentioned will come later.
Jessie says with a confident grin on her face.
Jessie: Besides, you kicked Roxi’s ass at Into the Void, what’s stopping you from doing a repeat performance? Keira and I’ll take care of her!
Amy: I've enjoyed kicking her ass and breaking her spirit. I can do it again and again.
Amy said with a smile.
Jessie: And I’ll enjoy doing the same to Keira, now let’s go out there, kick ass and take titles!
Amy nods in response with a big grin on her face before the two Bombshells walk off.
Goth can be seen walking backstage with the Roulette championship belt across his shoulder. He turns a corner to enter his locker room, as someone approaches him.
Stoner: Hey Goth, can I ask you a few questions??
Goth turns around as he sees the reporter “Stoner” Scott Oliver approaching him.
Goth: What do you want??
Stoner: Well, first question that comes to mind is that you are not booked tonight, so what are you doing here???
Goth chuckles as he looks over his shoulder and then back towards the reporter.
Goth: What I am doing here? Oh isn’t that obvious??? I am here to hear what Mr. TNA has got to say about the main event match that I was in.
Stoner: Where he cost Raab to lose the match???
Goth’s look turns from happy to an angry one, he gets nose to nose with Stoner as he backs off a bit.
Goth: You know something Stoner?? I am a three time Roulette champion, the first ever and ONLY ever Triple Crown winner when it comes to the men’s locker room. Does that tell you that I need help to win a title???
Stoner: Well…,
Goth: Did I tell you to talk to me?? No, I didn’t. you see Travis may have got an issue with Raab. But I went into that match to show Raab that there was violence before he ever showed up. I wanted to be the one that beat him, I wanted to be the one that people were talking about of beating Raab. And all they can talk about is how Travis handed me the title, how he cost Raab the belt. That doesn’t sit too well with me. Wouldn’t you agree???
Stoner looks around, gulping nervously as he isn’t sure whether he can answer that question.
Goth: You can answer the question.
Stoner: Well, if you put it that way, I…
With that Goth walks off, leaving Stoner amazed
The cameras cut to the backstage area where Ethan Alexander is seen walking solo. Alexander is still not yet dressed for action as he sports a pair of white Adidas track pants, a black t-shirt that reads Danger Zone across the chest, and his hair pulled back in a ponytail behind his head. He smirks as he runs his hand back through his hair. He is looking extremely confident with his SCW World Tag Team Championship on his right shoulder. Ethan continues to walk as he comes up behind someone who is standing right outside a locker room which the name plate reads “Danger Zone.” Ethan smirks as he looks at her. She is dressed in her green Riddler corset and blue jeans. Her hair was down as well.
Ethan Alexander: Hey you, why you waiting outside?
Lucy is startled at first at the sound of Ethan’s voice, as she turns around, but then flashes him a light smile as she stares forward at him.
Lucy Seraphina: I was about to knock. At least to be polite or incase you were nude or something.
Ethan chuckles lightly.
Ethan Alexander: Yeah but, it’s the Danger Zone locker room, shared. Why exactly would I be nude?
Lucy Seraphina: It’s a locker room. People could be getting changed and I did see your promo by the way. Do I really need to say more?
Ethan smirks confidently.
Ethan Alexander: And tell me, what did you think of the promo exactly?
Ethan winks at Lucy as he questions her about the promo in which Watts and himself cut, wearing nothing but their Championship gold around their… man areas.
Lucy Seraphina: I enjoyed it. I was laughing so damn hard you wouldn’t believe it. Honestly that Casey guy has nothing on you.
Ethan Alexander: Well, yeah obviously, most opponents don’t have anything on me. You excited to watch me in the ring today? I’m assuming that is why you’re here, on your night off, again...
Ethan smirks, placing his hand up against the door frame, resting it there as he leans his body a bit towards that hand and a bit closer in towards Lucy.
Lucy Seraphina: Of course and also to at least study the competition. But yeah mainly to see you kick some ass and look good.
Lucy chuckles and smiles at Ethan.
Ethan Alexander: I’d offer you a chance to accompany me to the ring, but apparently Watts and Desiree are planning to do so already, you know, Danger Zone stuff. Plus, I have to get to trust you a LITTLE bit more before I allow you ringside at my matches...
Ethan smirks, leaning a bit more on his arm as he focuses on Lucy, staring right at her.
Lucy Seraphina: I understand where you’re coming from. I know earning trust is a huge thing.
Ethan nods his head as he pushes himself off of the wall, placing his hands on his hips, still staring forward at Lucy.
Ethan Alexander: Speaking of Danger Zone, did you do some thinking on what we talked about last Sunday? Put any thought towards it? Maybe want to talk about it a little more…?
Lucy Seraphina: Yes I have started to think on it. It’s interesting and sure I’d like to talk on it more. I’d like to know more.
Ethan Alexander: Perfect then. So lets uh, move to a bit more privacy then. The locker room is empty, go on in.
Ethan smirks as Lucy nods her head, turning around and turning the door handle, pushing the Danger Zone locker room door in as she enters the room, Ethan follows. Our cameras get a little bit closer, we notice Ethan put his hand on Lucy’s lower back, actually a bit lower than most men would touch a girl’s lower back, but right when we try to get a better view, SLAM! The door slams shut in our camera’s face!
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a Bombshell Tag Team Match!! In this match, both Bombshell Roulette and Internet Championship will be on the line!! A title will change hand when a contender of the opposite team pins the champion!!!
Adams: No opportunity for a double champion???
Simone: No smart ass, when the champs pin each other then both titles will remain with both champs.
Jasmine St John walks around the ring, as we hear the music of a familiar tag team hitting the sound system.
Justin: The first team to enter the arena have a combined weight of 244 pounds!! They are the team of Bombshell Internet Champion Amy Marshall and Jessie Salco!! The Metal and Punk Connection!!!!
“Wolves of War” by Burn Halo starts to play and the lights dim down , the titentron 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, Jessie gets a running start before jumping into the ring and Amy follows her in as the two women wait for their opponents.
Justin: And their opponents!! With a combined weight of 252 pounds!! They are the team of Bombshell Roulette Champion Keira Fisher and her tag team partner Roxi Johnson!!!
Sinner plays as Keira comes out and smiles to the crowd. She walks down, slapping a few of the fans hands before she slides into the ring. She turns and waits for her tag team partner to arrive
"Help is on the Way" plays over the PA system. Once the lyrics begin, Roxi Johnson emerges from the backstage area, She pauses at the top of the entranceway, soaking in the atmosphere. She stares ahead at the ring and begins a slow walk towards it. She pauses from time to time looking around the arena. After a moment, she steps on the apron, and enters the ring through the ropes. Once inside, she runs to the nearest corner, jumps on it, and raises her arms to the cheers of the audience.
Simone: Now I am curious what type of match this will be….,
Suddenly Roulette champion Goth emerges upon the Titan Tron with the Roulette wheel next to him. He looks at it before spinning it, he stares at the wheel before it stops running. The Camera zooms in on the stipulations as it reveals.
Simone: A Steel Cage Tornado Tag Team Match???? Oh my, this is going to be interesting!!!
Adams: Damn that Dutch freak!!!!
The cage can be seen slowly lowering itself down to the ring, where SCW members of staff are connecting the cage to the ring.
DING DING DING
The bell rings as Roxi charges in on Amy, while Jessie attempts to get an advantage over Keira. We can see the Internet Champion reverse an Irish Whip as she sends Roxi into the ropes, she then kicks her in the midsection before going for a Snap Suplex. Crashing her challenger down to the canvas before she goes for the pin but only gets a count of one.
Simone: Amy wanted to end it quickly.
Adams: I think she was just sending Roxi a message.
On the other side of the ring, we see Jessie sending several forearm shots to Keira’s face. She then kicks her in the midsection before going for an Irish Whip. But Keira manages to hold on and reverses the move and delivers a short arm clothesline. She then turns her attention to Amy, as she has lifted her opponent up to her feet and going for another Snap Suplex. Keira then delivers a shotblock to her opponents legs, causing Roxi to fall on top of her as Amy was just in the motion for the suplex. Jasmin goes for the count and gets a two count.
Adams: That was smart, cutting off the leg of your opponent, causing her not to be able to put much weight on that leg.
Roxi grabs the leg and drives series of elbows in the left leg of Amy as Keira turns around and walks towards Jessie. She grabs her by the arm and lifts her to her feet as Jessie surprises her by grabbing her by the face and drives her down with a jaw breaker. She then grabs Keira by the face and smashes her face first into the steel cage wall. Causing her to hit the canvas hard from the impact as she holds on to her mouth. Jessie runs the ropes as she jumps the middle rope and executes a Spring Board Moonsault on top of the champion. Jasmin quickly goes for the three count as Keira kicks out at the count of two and a half.
Simone: That was close!!!
In the other part of the ring we see Roxi continue working on the injured leg of Amy Marshal as she sets her up for a single leg Boston Crab. Just when she is about to turn her around, she gets pushed into the cage wall by the champion. Causing her to hit the cage wall hard with her face. This gives Amy the chance to get to her feet. She grabs Roxi by the face and smashes her face several times into the ring cage, following it up by grabbing her by the hair before choking her on the top ring rope. Jasmine cannot do anything but look on as everything that is being done is completely legal. Amy motions for Jessie to help out as she whips Roxi in the ropes as both women deliver their patented….
Simone: Arise The War Cry!!!
A super kick from both ladies levels Roxi as Jessie executes her patented Wall of Death as it is followed by a Moonsault from Amy. Amy covers Roxi as the Jasmine goes for the count.
Jasmine: 1!!
2!!!
3…
Simone: No!!!!
Just in the nick of time Roxi is saved by her tag team partner Keira as she dives on the Internet champion and pushes her off Roxi. She is quickly attacked from behind by Jessie as she tries to execute a small package, but Keira manages to kick out. As she gets up to her feet, she is charged in by Amy who grabs her from behind and executes a German overhead released Suplex. Just as she executes the move it is Keira that manages to land on her feet and executes a reversed neckbreaker on the Internet Champion. Dragging Ro
i on top of Amy as Jasmine is forced to go for another three count.Jasmine: 1!!
2!!!
Jessie breaks the count as she executes a leg drop on the back of Roxi’s head. Keira grabs Jessie by the head and sets Jessie up for a Powerbomb, lifting Jessie in the air and going to drop her hard. But Jessie manages to execute a Frankensteiner, causing Keira to drop face first into the canvas. Jessie Runs to the cage as she sets herself up for a Frog Splash from the cage wall on top of Keira, locking her leg and goes for the three count.
Jasmine: 1!!
2!!!
Roxi breaks it up and smashes Jessie face first into the cage wall. She turns her attention towards Amy, who has gotten to her feet by using the ropes. Just when Amy turns around she gets charged in on by Roxi, who drives her shoulder in the midsection of the champion. She follows it up with an Irish Whip and goes for a flying forearm. But Amy catches Roxi and sets her up for a German released overhead suplex, but Roxi manages to land on her legs and grabs Amy from behind. Going for a Back to Back suplex, only to have Amy reverse the move as she lands behind Roxi and dropping her with the Asai DDT.
Adams: Whoa!! Reverse after reverse!!!!
The crowd erupts as they are loving the action in the ring and the many moments where the momentum changes. Amy grabs Roxi by the head and locks her in a Dragon Sleeper hold. Keira slowly tries to get to her feet, trying to help her partner as Jessie catches her and executes a dropkick against the steel cage wall. With the champion down, Jessie turns her attention towards her tag team partner and telling her that she wants to get the pin to win the title. Amy nods her head as she drops Roxi. Amy grabs Keira and lifts her up upon her shoulders as Jessie climbs the top turnbuckles. She is about to jump off for her Hurricanrana, but suddenly looks up and stares at the cage wall before climbing the cage.
Simone: Is she crazy???
Adams: Road to Devastation from the top of the Cage!!!
We see Roxi slowly trying to stir as she tries to save her tag team partner, but she is too slow as Jessie jumps off from the top of the cage for the Hurricanra from the cage. But just as she shoots off the cage, she is caught by the Roulette champion and she executes an overhead backsuplex from the shoulders of the Internet Champion. Dropping Jessie hard on the canvas.
Crowd: Holy shit!! Holy Shit!!!
Simone: Did we just see that correctly???
Adams: I just…. Wow….,
A replay from the move can be seen on the split screen several times, where Keira uses the momentum of Jessie for her own momentum. Causing her to drop Jessie, while Amy fell down as well because of the impact. Roxi slowly crawls her way over towards Jessie as she drapes her arm across the lifeless body of Jessie. Jasmine drops down to the ground as she starts to do the three count.
Jasmine: 1!!
2!!!
3!!!
Justin: The winners of this match!!! Roxi Johnson and Keira Fisher!!!!
Simone: No titles have changed hands, but what an impressive victory for Keira and Roxi!!!!
Roxi’s music hits as medics run to the ring to look after all four ladies before Keira and Roxi manage to get to their feet and leave the arena on their own strength followed by the team of Amy and Jessie while the fans applaud their efforts in their match.
The lights in the arena begin to dim and a cloud of red smoke fills the entrance way which sends the crowd into an uproar of cheers in anticipation. After a few seconds the opening lines to "Points of Authority" begin to play over the speakers which almost instantly sends the fans into an uproar of boos. Out from the back walks Bruce Evans, standing at the top of the stage taking in the reaction. The camera pans around showing the displeasure on the faces of many in the crowd. Bruce is wearing blue jean shorts, black high top shoes, and a black shirt. Over his right shoulder he has some sort of grocery bag which he reaches into while walking towards the ring with his trademark cocky smile. He begins handing out something to the crowd and laughing hysterically before tossing the now empty bag and walking up the ring steps to enter the ring. As he enters he is handed a microphone and signals for his music to be cut off. The camera pans around to see what he had handed out, eggrolls? Bruce waits for the stadium to calm down before he begins to speak.
Bruce Evans: Well that reception was definitely uncalled for!
The boos pick up as a few of the fans that received an eggroll throw them in the ring in an attempt to nail Bruce, to no success as Bruce ducks and dodges.
Bruce Evans: I mean seriously, I try to feed you people and this is the thanks I get? Where is your hospitality?
Bruce pauses as he is almost hit by one of the egg rolls which sparks a thunderous ovation for the man that threw it. Bruce just smiles and walks it off.
Bruce Evans: But in all seriousness, I must admit it feels pretty damn good to be back in Sin City Wrestling!
S.C.W. chants begin to fill the stadium.
Bruce Evans: See at one point during my hiatus I thought I'd never wrestle for this company again. I felt I had over stayed my welcome. I was drained, tired, and my passion just wasn't there anymore. But the thing that kept me away that really exhausted me was my personal life. It went from bad to worse and.... well I won't get into all that right now. What I do want to get into is the reason I am out here tonight.
A mixed reaction from the fans as Bruce pauses and starts kicking some of the egg rolls out of the ring.
Bruce Evans: Let's shoot for a moment shall we...
Bruce walks over towards the time keeper's table and demands a chair be brought in the ring. A stage hand quickly meets his demand. Bruce sits in the chair and looks around at the fans.
Bruce Evans: See, truth of the matter is this. I could have easily resigned with the S.C.W. when my contract had ran up, but I didn't. The love I had working for this company had died, completely died. It started feeling like the inmates were running the asylum and my friends, that ain't cool.
Pausing, he rubs his chin, his expression more serious on his face. The fans chanting S.C.W. S.C.W. S.C.W.
Bruce Evans: So that was option number one, to resign with Sin City. Then there were the other options. Retire, or take my ball and run to some other promotion like those who have failed here have done recently. Thing is, I'm not a failure. I tell ya, my eyes have been opened people.
Mixed reaction cheers and boos as Bruce stands up and kicks the chair down.
Bruce Evans: My eyes have been opened to the truth. To what's right and what's wrong. To what's a lie and what's the truth. People unlike you, my eyes, they're open!
Bruce begins laughing hysterically as the stadium quickly fills with boos. The camera pans to show the fans disapproval.
Bruce Evans: Really though, for the past few months I've sat back and watched what's been going on in this company without me. A lot has happened. Some good, some.... not so good. We got people returning from the past and we got people leaving. We got new champions, and we got new talent arriving. Like every promotion across the world, nothing remains the same. But one thing I've noticed the most is that everyone on that roster seems to want to be the "bad guy".
Bruce turns away from the microphone shaking his head in disgust.
Bruce Evans: There are no more heroes in this company. As a matter of fact if I'm not mistaken I believe that idiot Despayre is the only one still running around trying to impress you people.
The fans pop at the mentioning of the Internet Champion's name.
Bruce Evans: Yea go right on ahead and cheer for your good guy, because sooner rather than later you'll chew him up and spit him out. Ya see that good guy image he's rocking, I will put an end to it.
Despayre chants start up.
Bruce Evans: See I was planning to call him out tonight, but at the last minute was informed he's not here.
The boos pick up.
Bruce Evans: But no need to worry, for you see next week I will call him out. We will stand face to face. Man to well...... a retard. Icon to a walking cmedy show. Despayre, I promised when I came back I was going straight for my Internet title no matter who had it. Bad timing for you, but we all know where that title belongs, and where it'll end up.
Despayre chants continue as Bruce pauses with a smirk on his face.
Bruce Evans: Cheer and adore that man that should've been aborted all you want. Ya only cheer for him because you feel sorry for him and that's wrong in itself. Next week, it all changes. I will show that man the error of his ways. I will show that man that what he is doing is not moral. I will show that man that using a handicap to get people to like you is not morally right. Most important, I will get my Internet title back!
The boos pick up again as Bruce drops the microphone. He exits the ring and on his way to the back he makes fun of some of the fans in the front by tightening up his eyes. As he reaches the top of the entrance he turns
We see Dark Tiger and Darknyss in the hallway of the stadium and they have gotten a letter from their doctor and They smile
Dark Tiger: ”Let’s see here. We are proud to inform you that the gender of the baby you two are going to have is in. You two are going to have….
Then a woman in her early twenties comes into the scene and looks over their shoulder. She smiles.
Woman: A Girl!!! Hey father. Its been a while since I seen you.
The woman walks off and smiles. Dark Tiger and Darknyss look up with eyes widen.
Darknyss: What did she just call you?
Dark Tiger: She just called me father.
Justin: The following singles contest is scheduled for one fall! Making his way to the ring first..
The opening horn and guitar riff to Cradle of Filth's "Thank God For The Suffering" 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.
"I, I still recall, the first full moon of May ‘neath whose rays we lay together and those bright nights on glassy waves when we would glide lightly away. From the grain for wicked flights of pleasure. Those visions fade like ghosts to life’s parade. Through incisions once made her so vivid. A scarlet whore with both heels in the door of a heaven severed from me, insipid"
Casey Williams appears at the top of the ramp, looking around at the crowd and not moving, his eyes burning holes through the crowd.
Justin: From Nashua, New Hampshire, weighing in at 370 pounds. He is the Freight Train of Pain, Casey Williams!
"And midst the writhe of parapets where angels sigh, lonely she sits. Upon the lip, only a slip from whence I beg her that I would wish her kiss a chrysalis. To break to make my fluttered heart amiss and in those frozen moments won from grief that creeps to wreathe the sun. In drapes inwove with deaths head wing I thank God for the suffering"
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.
Justin: And his opponent...
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, a smirk on his face, his SCW World Tag Team Championship around his waist. Ethan nods his head, slowly walking down the entrance ramp. Ethan stops about halfway down the ramp, pausing for a second, staring down at the ground before lifting his head and arms up in the air as gold and black fireworks erupt behind him.
Justin: Making his way to the ring from Las Vegas, Nevada, he is one half of the SCW World Tag Team Champions. The Sin City Daredevil, Ethan Alexander!
The sparks from the fireworks fall throughout the arena as Ethan begins to walk again, hopping up onto the apron, and jumping over the top rope, landing flat on his feet in the ring. Ethan walks to the middle of the ring, where he flexes his arms, holding the pose for a few seconds before letting his arms fall to his side. Ethan detaches his Championship belt from around his waist as he looks at it, lifting it up into the air and letting out a yell as he nods his head, holding his Championship high above his head. Ethan smirks as he walks over to a nearby turnbuckle, cracking his knuckles and getting in a few pre-match stretches.
Simone: Ethan and Casey seem to have some bad blood building already and it looks like Casey can’t wait to get his hands on Ethan!
Adams: Ethan should look a little scared, and he doesn’t, I don’t get that. The bell is about to sound and Casey is going to want to rip his limbs off once that happens.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the other half of the SCW World Tag Team Champions, being accompanied by Desiree Parker. The REJECT, Andrew Watts!
Simone: Of course...
Adams: This is about to be a three on one
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. Andrew Watts comes walking down the entrance ramp accompanied by Desiree Parker, Watts has a look of confidence on his face. Watts and Desiree are both in jeans and both in Danger Zone cutoff t-shirts. Desiree holds Watts AOWF Legacy Championship and Watts has his SCW World Tag Team Championship tied around his waist. Watts smirks as he makes his way down the entrance ramp, followed by Desiree. Watts and Desiree circle the ring, Casey Williams following them with his eyes, following their every move as Watts nods at him, smirking. Watts grabs Ethan’s SCW World Tag Team Championship, as he points at Casey and then at Ethan, as if to tell him to focus on Ethan, and not him.
Simone: I don’t like this, this match is NOT going to be fair.
Adams: Yeah, Casey Williams is going to really have to watch his back here.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The bell sounds as Ethan Alexander stares across the ring at the beast Casey Williams. Ethan looks like he might be regretting all of the things he did and said towards Casey in the build up to this match. Casey is fuming and Ethan runs at him quickly. Casey goes for a clothesline and Ethan ducks it, bouncing off of the ropes and coming back and right into a huge big boot from Casey! Ethan hits the ground hard as he rolls around for a few seconds. Ethan begins to get to his feet but Casey grabs him by the hair, grabbing him and tossing him face first into the top turnbuckle pad. Ethan bounces off of it but Casey isn't done, grabbing Ethan by the hair again and literally throwing him face first into the turnbuckle pad as Ethan bounces off of it and straight to the canvas! Ethan holds his face in pain as Casey smirks, grabbing Ethan and pulling him to his feet, grabbing him by the hair and this time face first into the opposite turnbuckle pad! Ethan is staggering, not knowing where he is as Casey throws his hand on the throat of Ethan for a chokeslam but Ethan kicks him in the gut, fighting off the chokeslam with a couple of right hands to the face of Casey, backing him up into the turnbuckle with right hands. Ethan stands to the middle rope while Casey is in the turnbuckle and begins to pound away with right hands, counting to five before jumping down and pounding away with right hands to the face. Ethan grabs Casey and goes to throw him to the opposite turnbuckle but Casey reverses it as he whips Ethan so hard into the turnbuckle that Ethan flips up over it and back down to the canvas, landing on his feet and being met by a huge clothesline that sends him straight to the ground
Simone: I guess that is what happens when you jerk off on a picture of a guy's’ wife and send it to him. Ethan is a pig and deserves this beating...
Adams: It looks like Casey is about to make quick work of Ethan..
Casey walks around the ring, and then goes to Ethan, Casey goes for a cover, on one knee as Dave Patton starts the count.
..1
..2
..Kickout by Ethan at the two mark!
Casey grabs Ethan by the hair, pulling him up to his feet and walking him towards the turnbuckle. Casey grabs Ethan’s arm, twisting it over his head as he begins to apply pressure to the arm, twisting and turning it in different directions as Ethan yells out in pain. Casey slams his shoulder into the shoulder of Ethan two times in a row, and then hits a knee to the gut of Ethan. Casey grabs Ethan and hits a huge over the shoulder hip toss! Ethan bounces off of the ground and straight up to his feet, staggering right into a right hand from Casey that sends him to the ground, near the ropes. Casey begins to stick his boot into the throat of Ethan, choking him out as Patton starts a count. Casey holds it for a couple of seconds before letting it off. Casey bends down, grabbing Ethan by the hair again as he pulls him to his feet and hits a huge bodyslam on Ethan! Casey runs to the ropes coming back and hitting a gigantic leg drop, and the cover!.
..1
..2
..kickout by Ethan once again!
Simone: Ethan is really taking a beating here, I don’t know how much longer he, or any other wrestler could take this.
Adams: Has Ethan even touched Casey yet?
Casey smirks as he looks at Watts, pointing at him, as if to say you are next or something. Watts shakes his head, as he turns his head and looks away from Casey, placing his hands on his hips. Casey laughs a bit as he turns back to Ethan who is halfway to his feet. Casey grabs Ethan by the hair, launching him towards the ropes. Ethan bounces off and comes back as Casey goes for a clothesline but Ethan ducks it. Ethan bounces off of the opposite side of the ropes, coming back and looking for a crossbody, but Casey catches him in mid air and… fall away slam! Ethan lands on his feet and hits a quick dropkick on Casey before he can get up off of his back! Ethan stands up, running towards the ropes as Casey rolls onto his elbows and knees, trying to get up, but Ethan hits a huge running dropkick to the head of Casey who flips over onto his back! Ethan is showing off his athleticism as he runs towards the ropes again, jumping to the middle rope and then hitting a huge springboard moonsault right into the gut of Casey. Ethan with a cover of his own!
..1
..2
..Kickout by Casey!
Simone: Ethan finally getting some momentum here, showing off his speed and agility, which makes him a threat at any time!
Adams: Yep, Ethan can really move in that ring, and that makes him very dangerous.
Ethan stands up, grabbing Casey and lifting him to his feet. Ethan runs to the ropes, coming back and is nailed by a huge elbow from Casey, maybe lifting the big man up wasn’t the best idea. Ethan hit the canvas hard but somehow is already quick to be back to his feet, but that isn’t always a good thing. Casey throws his hand around the throat of Etham once again looking for the chokeslam! Casey lifts Ethan up high into the air, but Ethan wraps his legs around the head of Casey, pulling him down for a huge hurricanrana! Ethan hitting that out of nowhere as he hops up to his feet as does Casey. They meet center ring where Ethan ducks a grapple attempt from Casey, hitting him with a huge karate kick to the lower back and following it up with a knee tackle, as he tackles the back of Casey's knee, causing Casey's leg to give out as he hits the canvas back first. Casey goes to stand up but is met by a front dropkick to the face, sending him right back down. Ethan watches as Casey slowly makes his way to his feet. Casey takes some time, feeling the effects of the moves and he finally reaches his feet as Ethan stalks. Ethan runs at Casey, looking for a spear but instead getting a big boot to the head, mid spear! Both men hit the canvas as Drew Patton begins to check on them both!
Simone: Ethan just got nailed, and Casey is slowly getting back up!
Adams: Yeah, Ethan is in some trouble.
Casey stands to his feet as Ethan struggles still. Ethan is grabbed by the hair by Casey who lifts him to his feet once again, Casey throws his arms around the head of Ethan and delivers a huge knee to the gut of Ethan. Ethan holds his gut in pain as Casey throws him to the nearest turnbuckle and begins to hammer away with shoulder thrusts straight to the gut of Ethan. Casey grabs Ethan by the hair, dragging him to the center of the ring. Casey puts Ethan's head between his legs, and we all know what is coming now! Casey lifts Ethan up high and...
Simone: Powerbomb! Huge Powerbomb by Casey!
Adams: The cover...
..1
..2
..Kickout by Ethan at the last second!
Simone: Wow I can’t believe Ethan kicked out of that!
Adams: Yeah, neither can Casey, he is arguing with Drew Patton, big time!
Casey continues to argue and Desiree screams something at him that he does not like. Casey turns his attention to Desiree who begins to argue with Casey. Casey must have said something that Watts did not like because he hops up onto the apron and begins to argue with Casey. Wait, is this a set up? Drew Patton is distracted, so is Casey… Ethan, low blow! Casey is hit with the low blow and instantly hunches over in pain. Watts hops down from the apron as referee Drew Patton turns back to the match. Ethan runs to the ropes, bouncing off of them, coming back, jumping high...
Simone: The Ultimate Sin!
Adams: Casey’s face just bounced off of the canvas like a basketball...
Simone: And there is the cover...
..1
..2
..3!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Justin: Here is your winner, Ethan Alexander!
Simone: Just as we expected, dirty tactics from Danger Zone, but I guess a win is a win… even if it wasn’t a fair win.
Adams: Casey got distracted, Ethan took advantage. It was a surprisingly fair match, other than the low blow and distraction.
Simone: Yeah, fair match, but those two unfair things are what gave Ethan Alexander the win here tonight.
Watts slides into the ring holding his and Ethan’s SCW World Tag Team Championships, he tosses Ethan his title and they slap the titles together, almost like a high five but with the Championships. Watts has a cocky smirk on his face as Danger Zone - Kenny Loggins bursts over the speaker system, the Tag Team Champions in the middle of the ring, raising their titles into the air.
A pre-recorded segment plays as we see Mercedes Vargas at the AsiaWorld-Arena in Hong Kong. In the background and below the lower floor of the venue, we see throngs of people walking along for whatever event the convention center is holding at the moment.
Mercedes: SCW Bombshell Mercedes Vargas here with your update on SCW World Tour 2015. Right now, I am at AsiaWorld-Arena, one of the largest indoor seated performance venues inside Asia-World Expo, just one of only two major convention centers in all of Hong Kong, not to mention it's right next to Hong Kong International Airport.
Mercedes walks along the concourse level of the arena.
Mercedes: Six months into SCW World Tour 2015 and already we've visited twenty cities in twenty countries, but we're far from being done. So look out, because you just never know when we might be coming to your town. Don't miss out on your chance to experience SCW Live and see your favorite Superstars and Bombshells in action, including current SCW World Champion Sean Jackson, J2H, Kain, current SCW Bombshell World Champion Mikah, Travis Nathaniel Andrews, Casey Williams, current SCW Roulette Champion Goth, current SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion Keira Fisher, Steve Ramone, current SCW Internet Champion Despayre, current SCW Bombshell Internet Champion Amy Marshall, current SCW Tag Team Champions Danger Zone, the lovely Bombshells, and your current SCW Bombshell Tag Team Champions Delia Darling and, of course, yours truly.
Her smile broadens into a grin.
Mercedes: Did we not have a great time touring Africa and the Middle East or what? From Algeria, Tunisia and Egypt to Saudia Arabia, Qatar and Dubai, there was nothing quite like the awesome time we had the past two months. Wish we could stay longer but, sadly, we move on to our next destination: Asia and the Oceanic.
A nifty graphic appears on the screen showing a map of Asia, with various cities highlighted as Mercedes reads off the remaining dates for the Asia and Oceanic leg on the SCW World Tour 2015.
Mercedes: Last week kicked off our tour from Royal College Sports Complex in Colombo, Sri Lanka. The final tour dates on the Asia leg begins tonight as Climax Control will be live in Hong Kong at Hong Kong Football Club Stadium, which is just about two hours away from where I am standing, and we will see you next week in Osaka, Japan at Maishaima Arena for the final stop on the Asia leg of SCW World Tour 2015. The start of the Oceanic leg begins on August 2, as we'll see you in Hougang Stadium in Hougang, Singapore. Then Apia, Samoa, get ready because Climax Control is coming to Apia Park Stadium on August 9, two weeks before Summer XXXtreme III. On August 23, we'll see you in Brisbane, Australia for Summer XXXtreme from the Sun Princess Cruise Liner.
The graphic disappears and we return to Mercedes.
Mercedes: Tickets are on sale and they're going fast, so get yours right now. Additional fees may apply. Card is subject to change. Be sure to keep checking back on scwwrestling.net in the coming weeks for more information. Don't miss any of the action during SCW World Tour 2015. We'll see you there.
As Sean Jackson and Marshall Owens are walking backstage, they are immediately interrupted by an unknown man dressed in a suit. Sean looks completely disinterested, but Marshall recognizes the guy right away.
Owens: "Paul Stratton"
The dry acknowledgement brings a smile to the face of the attorney for the now defunct NWA (NeWA).
Stratton: "Wow, from the way your client has been parading around on social media as the NWA world heavyweight champion, I'm shocked you still remember me."
Of course, Sean rolls his eyes and a slight smirk forms.
Jackson: "Parading around?"
Before anyone else has a chance to respond....
Jackson: "I am the NWA world heavyweight champion. So you can take that parading around comment and shove it up your..."
Owens: "Ignore him Sean, I saw where Derek Parks was trying to draw some interest back into that company. But there weren't any takers..."
This immediately removes the smile from Stratton's face.
Owens: "Was there?"
Taking a deep breath, Paul Stratton keeps his composure and changes the subject.
Stratton: "As the attorney representing the NWA, you are being..."
Owens: "Uh, you mean the defunct NWA Paul. Defunct because it was ran into the ground by an alcoholic piece of garbage who thought he could strip Sean of the world title and get away with it."
Stratton: "Be that as it may Marshall, your client is no longer the NWA world champion and if he doesn't hand over the world title, we will be taken to court."
Before Marshall has a chance to respond, Sean steps up and is immediately in front of Paul Stratton...towering over the 5'8 160 pound Stratton.
Jackson: "Take me to court Stratton, I dare you. It's like I told you bastards last year, the NWA was in breach of contract when Batee, outside of the Board of Directors tried to steal the championship from me for no reason. So I left, with MY world championship."
Perplexed, Paul Stratton doesn't care to hold court in Hong Kong, China...he just wants the world title back.
Stratton: "Again, it isn't yours Mr. Jackson. That title belongs to the NWA and as I've stated before, if you don't give it back, we will take you to court."
Sean snickers.
Jackson: "I can't wait."
With that, Sean pushes forward, purposely bumping into Paul Stratton as he continues going in the same direction as before. That leaves Marshall and Paul standing slightly off centered from one another. Something that is quickly corrected as Marshall takes a step directly in front of Stratton.
Owens: "Yes Paul, please make sure that Batee isn't a drunken lush when this finally does go to court. I would hate for him to embarrass himself..."
Slight pause.
Owens: "Again."
As Paul is now steaming, Marshall steps around Mr. Stratton and makes his way behind Sean Jackson. The camera then focuses soley on the NWA attorney.
Stratton: "You will be giving back our title, that I can promise."
Backstage, Travis Nathaniel Andrews is standing next to Shawna Jennings. The two converse, but the camera can't pick up on what they're saying. From nowhere, Hot Stuff Mark Ward walks towards them. He points at Shawna.
HS: You, hit the bricks now!
Both turn to Hot Stuff and Shawna opens her mouth, but Hot Stuff cuts her off.
HS: Have you got shit in your ears darling? Hit the bricks, I wanna talk to the monkey here, not the organ grinder, now piss off.
Hot Stuff points away and Travis nods his head at Shawna, leaving the shocked woman to walk away. Hot Stuff moves closer to Travis, his jaw clenched as he looks at the arrogant star.
HS: I wanna know what the hell you was thinking last week.
Hot Stuff puts his finger in Travis' chest, but Travis pushes it away, causing a surprised ooooo from the crowd. Hot Stuff looks Travis in the eye.
HS: I wouldn't do that again if I was you. What was in your head, eh? Getting out there, talking away on commentary and then fucking up a main event that was booked so I could sit there and watch two mean beat the ever loving shit out of each other and you had to go get yourself involved in something I was looking forward to, just to make yourself look relevant.
Travis: What's the matter Hot Stuff? You afraid that what I did to that pathetic excuse for a match made it worth watching. Lord Raab asked for it in my opinion and well I gave him a response that he won't ever forget.
Hot Stuff holds up his hand.
HS: Anyone ever tell you that your voice is annoying? I'd rather listen to Alvin and The Chipmonks greatest hits on repeat than listen to you whine like a little girl.
The two stare at each other.
HS: The only good thing to come out of it, is you have people wondering what was going on, you have people hooked on finding out, so well done, but I'm demanding a better explaination than that shit you just rattled off, so what you're gonna do, is drag that arse of yours out to the ring right now, and you're gonna pick up a mic and do the thing you love to do, and listen to the sound of your own voice. I want you to explain to Raab why you did it, I want you to explain to Goth why you did it, and I want you to explain to these people why you did it.
Travis: Or what?
HS: Or you go find that silly tart of yours and walk your arse away from SCW. Your choice.
Hot Stuff nods his head firmly, leaving Mr TNA to decide.
Simone: It’s time for our third title match of the night and it’s a big one as the former Mean Girls in Delia Darling and Mercedes Vargas defend against The Fallen.
Adams: The Fallen only lost the titles to the team of Veronica and Amanda in the first place due to the Mean Girls’ usual tricks but now that Delia and Mercedes are no longer apart of the Mean Girls, not to mention the fact that the Mean Girls are no more, The Fallen should have a fair fight on their hands.
Simone: Hopefully! Let’s take it to Justin.
Justin: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the SCW Bombshell Tag Team Titles!
The crowd cheers in appreciation and the cheers only grow louder as the lights go out, and a bass line starts to thump over the PA and we hear the opening guitar riffs of Dethklok's 'Black Fire upon Us”. On the titantron the image of three flaming balls of light streak through an image of the night sky as the music continues. The strains of the music plays over the PA as on the titantron, the three flaming balls rocket towards an image of the earth and the camera angle switches so it looks like they're coming straight towards the screen. They strike the same spot with a bright flash and three shadowy figures step out of the brightness.
Tonight We Ride On Clouds of Fire
We're Damned by Gods Our DETHS Conspired
We Fear No Mortals In These Worlds
The Gift We Give You Is Your Soul
Fly With Us Tonight
Fly With Us Tonight
The lights start to strobe to the beat of the music and we see the angels of The Fallen standing on stage looking confident. Gothika, Darknyss and Raynin stand on stage and raise their fists in the air looking around confidently before the lights come up completely. They go from one side of the stage to the other, talking junk to the crowd and throwing their fists in the air.
Justin: Introducing the challengers, being accompanied by Darkyss, Raynin and Gothika they are The Fallen!
The Sky
Will Break
Black Fire
Will Wake
Fly On Through the Night
We Built an Alliance
Our Numbers Are Strong
We Gather
but We Don't Prey To Gods
What Fools What Lunatics
They Must Think Of Us
Gothika, Raynin and Darknyss come back to the centre of the stage and pose once more before they start to walk down the ramp to the ring.
But Now We Must Fly
Beasts in the Night
Tragic In the Sky
Battlefield in Sight
Storm Gathers Strong
Cold Blackend Flame
Tell Us Our Future
Stories of the Slain
Darknyss stops at the centre of the ramp as Raynin and Gothika each walk around opposite sides of the ring. Gothika slides under the bottom rope as Darknyss climbs up onto the edge of the apron and steps through the second rope and Raynin climbs the far stairs and grabs the top rope and flips over the rope.
Dangerous Creatures
Those That Oppose Us
Raped All Their Power
Bartered With Warlocks
Cheated the Demons
for Ancient Spells
the Blackened Fire
Waits To Consume Us
Raynin and Gothika each climb a corner throwing their fists in the air and pumping them to the beat of the music as Darknyss stands in the centre of the ring, pointing at them and talking junk to the crowd, nodding. Raynin and Gothika jump down and switch corners, trying to hype up the crowd before they jump down and stand beside Darknyss, waiting for the match to begin.
Simone: Both Raynin and Gothika have several title reigns between them including the Bombshell Championship but tonight they have a mighty hill to climb if they want the titles back.
Adams: The same can be said about the champs really.
Justin: And introducing their opponents!
“Amazing” by Hi Fashion hits the speakers prompting the arrival of the reigning Bombshell Tag Team Champions as Delia Darling and Mercedes Vargas come out with their belts around their waists, the two Bombshells stand at the top pf the stage and hold their titles high after unfastening them and removing them from their waists.
Justin: They are the reigning and defending SCW Bombshell Tag Team Champions, Mercedes Vargas and Delia Darling!
Adams: Still can’t get used to the fact that the Mean Girls are dead.
Simone: Well they will be unless Delia decides to create a version for the face Bombshells.
Delia and Mercedes make their way down to the ring with their titles over their shoulders as The Fallen wait for them in the ring, they enter the ring and hold the titles up high again as The Fallen watch on.
Simone: This should be a great match!
Adams: I can’t wait!
Delia and Mercedes hand the titles over to Jacob as their music starts to fade and the four Bombshells go to opposite corners to decide who will start the match, eventually it’s decided that Gothika is starting for The Fallen and that Mercedes is starting for the champions and Jacob calls for the bell as they circle each other.
Simone: And our third title match of the night is underway.
Adams: This should be good.
DING DING DING!
Mercedes and Gothika tie up in the middle of the ring and Mercedes is quick to take the advantage by getting Gothika in a side headlock, however the advantage is short lived as Gothika is able to reverse the headlock into a Back Suplex planting Mercedes into the matt before going for the first cover of the match 1….2….and Mercedes kicks out easily.
Simone: Way too early in the match for a pinfall attempt.
Adams: Yes but this does force Mercedes to exert energy.
Gothika clearly knows that there was no way that that was going to end the match as she doesn’t bother to argue with Jacob over a slow count instead locking in a Sleeper Hold on Mercedes, however due to how early it is in the match Mercedes is able to fight her way back to her feet easily and snapmares her way out of the Sleeper Hold, Gothika rolls back onto her feet and charges at Mercedes only to be met with a Superkick.
Simone: I think Gothika just lost a few teeth off that Superkick.
Adams: I’m not picking them back up so that she can leave them under her pillow for the tooth fairy!
Mercedes goes for her first cover of the match 1…..2…..and Gothika kicks out just in time, shaking her head Mercedes picks up Gothika and brings her over to the Champions’ corner where she tags in Delia. Once Delia is in the ring the champs hook up Gothika and hit her with a Double Suplex! Delia goes for a cover once Mercedes has left the ring 1….2….and Gothika kicks out.
Adams: Neither of The Fallen will be beaten that easily.
Simone: But as you said earlier this does make Gothika exert energy.
Gothika sits up and Delia quickly locks in a headlock before lying down bring Gothika down with her, Jacob gets into position to check on Gothika and determine whether or not he should end the match, once Gothika’s arms go limp Jacob raises Gothika’s right arm once and it falls.
Adams: Has a match ever actually ended on a Sleeper Hold? Outside of the 1980s?
Jacob raises the hand again but once again Gothika’s hand falls.
Adams: Seriously, if this actually ends the match then I’m going into the Amazon Rainforest and becoming Tarzan.
Simone: LET’S GO DELIA!
Jacob raises Gothika’s hand again but this time it stays up and Gothika starts fighting her way back to her feet! Delia tries to keep Gothika grounded but it’s no use as Gothika is able to get back to her feet and hits a Belly to Belly Suplex that sends Delia flying towards one of the neutral corners, however the Sleeper Hold took a lot out of Gothika and she can’t capitalize on the Suplex right away.
Adams: Is it just me or is Raynin growling.
Simone: Well she is going crazy.
Raynin is indeed growling as she waits for Gothika to tag her in whilst Jacob counts out both Delia and Gothika, both Bombshells are able to get to their feet at the count of seven and Gothika starts making her way over to The Fallen’s corner where Raynin has her hand outstretched, seeing this Delia decides to forego tagging Mercedes back in and tries to cut her off only to run into a lariat.
Simone: First Gothika runs into a Superkick and now Delia runs into a Lariat.
Adams: Let that be a lesson kids, if you’re wrestling, don’t charge at your opponent!
Delia, expecting a pin cover, starts crawling her way over to her team’s corner where Mercedes has her arm outstretched but unfortunately for the former Mean Girls Gothika makes it to The Fallen’s corner first and tags in Raynin who lets out an animalistic roar before getting in the ring just as Mercedes is tagged in.
Simone: Not many people would be willing to get in the ring with Raynin when she’s like that.
Adams: Yeah but the titles are on the line.
Mercedes and Raynin charge at each other before they start brawling in the middle of the ring whilst their partners recover in their respective corners, eventually Raynin ducks under a wild right hand and spears Mercedes right into a neutral corner where Raynin starts driving her shoulder into Mercedes’s midriff repeatedly.
Simone: If there’s one thing that’s scarier than Raynin’s strength it’s her crazy moments.
Adams: It’s the only thing scarier than her strength! Just ask Amy Marshall!
Jacob eventually intervenes and, realizing that she could risk disqualification by continuing, Raynin lets up before propping Mercedes on the top rope and following her up, Mercedes starts exchanging rights and lefts with Raynin on the top rope whilst their partners start to come around in their corners but Raynin is the one who gains the advantage in the end and nails Mercedes with a Superplex!
Simone: Now The Fallen are in control.
Adams: For how long?
Raynin floats over into a cover 1….2…..and Delia breaks it up, however the former Bombshell Champ is met with Gothika when she tries to leave the ring and the sane half of The Fallen clotheslines Delia over the top rope and too the floor taking herself out of the ring in the process! Mercedes and Raynin get to their feet and Mercedes tries whipping Raynin to a neutral corner so that she can catch a breather, however instead Raynin does a backflip off the Top Rope and…..
Simone: WHISKY TANGO FOXTROT 2.0!
Adams: NEW CHAMPS!
Raynin goes for a cover 1….Delia sees the pin and tries to get back into the ring….2….but Gothika grabs her from behind……3!!!!!
Justin: Here are your winners and NEEEEWWWWW SCW BOMBSHELL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS THE FALLEN!
Simone: What a match!
Adams: But you just know that Mercedes and Delia aren’t done with them!
Delia checks on Mercedes whilst The Fallen celebrate with the titles.
Walking backstage, both Marshall Owens and Sean Jackson are discussing strategy for Sebastian Hardin. As they get to within earshot of the camera, the discussion is heard.
Owens: "So how are you going to go about it champ?"< / font>
Without missing a stride, or a beat, the response is quick and to the point.
Jackson: "Like I said earlier Marshall, I'm going to drag him out of his element. I'm going to show what happens to a tiger shark when he washes up on shore."
He glances over at Marshall, still walking.
Jackson: "As far as I'm concerned, that seven foot frame of his is nothing but a target rich environment, and on that seven foot frame, the back of his head will be exposed just right if I catch him on all fours."
The world champion snaps his fingers.
Jackson: "Then it's lights out, game called due to darkness."
All of a sudden, everything comes to a stop as their path is blocked by Travis Nathaniel Andrews.
Travis is standing their with his arms crossed while still wearing his trademark sunshades on his face.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: "Where in the hell do you think you are going in a hurry Seanie Boy?"
The world champion rolls his eyes and places his hands on his hips. As he looks at Travis, the answer comes without hesitation.
Jackson: "Unlike some, I'm preparing to show these slack jaws out there what a true champion looks like. And I'm going to do it by chopping down a seven foot pretender who doesn't know his place in MY wrestling world."
He then takes a brief moment, before finishing.
Jackson: "Not that it is any of your business. So if you will excuse me, one of us has some talent to showcase."
Andrews unfolds one of his arms as he softly pushes Sean back a bit.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: "I don't think so Seanie Boy because I got a bone to pick with you."
It was obvious that Sean was getting tired of being called Seanie Boy but Travis doesn't seem to care. He continues to glare at Sean through his sunglasses.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: "What was the deal with you getting involved with my match last week with Kain?"
Sean looks down at the arm used to keep him from moving forward, which Travis does eventually remove. With that done, he does look back up to TNA with a look of confusion.
Jackson: "Hold up there Travis, I wasn't even in Sri Lanka. I was taking care of business elsewhere, so don't go all Kain on me and start going brain dead. I had an opportunity to see your match and from where I was watching, you seemed to gain an awful lot from that interference...."
After a quick glimpse at Marshall, a smile forms on Sean's face as he turns his attention back to Travis.
Jackson: "So maybe that was your own doing, and you want to pin the blame on me because you're afraid of Kain."
Travis reaches up with both hands and removes his sunshades. He gets right in Sean's face.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: "I think it's the other way around Seanie Boy. You see, I didn't need some phony look a like to whip Kain's ass like you did at Into The Void IV. I think you are the one who is afraid of Kain. I was just giving you "friendly" advice. Stay the hell out of my business or I will make your life a living hell. Consider yourself warned."
Andrews goes to walk away but he takes one final glance at Marshall then returns his gaze to Sean.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: "It would really suck if your fat friend right there were to somehow get himself injured tonight."
If it was the intention to get Sean's attention, THAT did it. Of course the relationship with Marshall Owens was strictly business, but it was Marshall Owens who had the technical ability to keep the world champion out of trouble...which made him valuable.
Jackson: "You just remember one thing Travis. I don't go around threatening managers and civilians. When I want to take somebody out, it is a wrestler and I don't miss my mark. I've taken out Jamie Dean and Drake Green during my time here, and if you want to test out SCW's medical insurance...then by all means, keep pressing your luck. So before you go putting your hands on Marshall here, you had better weigh the pros and cons because I'm not one for making idle threats..."
He sneaks a peak towards Marshall.
Jackson: "Am I?"
Marshall shakes his head.
Owens: "No, no you're not."
Sean then turns back to Travis.
Jackson: "Now then, I do believe we're done here. So why don't you find a monitor and watch as a real world champion shows how it is done."
Travis snickers a bit before placing his sunshades back on his face.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: "I'll be seeing you again Seanie Boy."
Travis roughly walks past Sean as he disappears around the corner.
Sean goes to turn but is stopped by the ever thinking Marshall Owens. With his match coming up shortly against Sebastian Hardin, the last thing Sean needs is to get into a confrontation with TNA.
Owens: "Let it go Sean, you've got Sebastian coming up."
He isn't happy about it, but Sean does follow Marshall's advice and they continue on their way, with Marshall trying to get Sean's attention back on the match coming up.
The lights in the arena go out as the beat to "The Nobodies" by Marilyn Manson plays over the speakers. As the electric organ picks up, a red light flashes across the screen as random faces begin to show on the screen. As the words start up, men and women in masks and hoodies file out through the curtains. The lights come on at a dim tone, flashing as the dozen figures make it down to the ringside area.
Simone: Last week, we saw the deplorable actions of Tim Staggs in a very misguided interpretation of something I said to him on Twitter.
Adams: He promised blood, and boy did he ever deliver! He unmasked two of The Nobodies as the newest Bombshell to the roster, Alexis Edwards, who was successful against Traci Patterson earlier tonight, as well as the biggest shock in Connor Murphy.
As the music picks up, one of the figures pulls his hood back, yanking his mask off to reveal Tim Staggs. At his side, Connor Murphy and Alexis Edwards pulls their hoods back as well. Together, they jump onto the ring apron, focused as they step through the ropes. The other masked members of The Nobodies slide inside of the ring as they all work their way around the ring, getting the crowd worked up, some with cheers and others with jeers. Once they settle down,the lights turn up some as Tim looks up. He has a microphone in his hand, which he wastes no time in getting started.
Tim: I trust that I won’t have to intercept the airwaves this week? I’d be more than happy to send a couple of my guys backstage if need be...
Tim taps his foot as if waiting for an answer. Once he sees he’s still on the air, he relaxes just slightly as he brings the microphone back to his lips once more.
Tim: Niiiiice… Boy, I’d like to say you guys catch on fast, but if that were true, it wouldn’t have taken three months and two of my buddies to get an uninterrupted spot on the show… Anyway, last week, I promised blood by the gallons, and I’d say that I delivered, wouldn’t you?
Tim points over to the screen where we see a quick glimpse of the female masked Nobodies laying a beatdown of epic proportions on newcomer, Alexis Edwards. After a moment, it switches over to show Tim busting Steve Ramone open with a barbed wire bat. A few seconds pass before showing Tim do the same to Joshua Acquin, filleting their backs afterward as the blood spills onto the mat. We then switch over to Tim getting violently assaulted by The Nobodies in masks, begging for more on three different occasions. We then catch a glimpse of Connor Murphy getting his ass handed to him, bleeding profusely. As he removes his mask, his crimson coated grin sends chills down the spines of the fans. When the vignette is finished playing, Tim looks back into the audience.
Simone: As if we needed a reminder of last week...
Adams: What are you talking about? It’s all your fault!
As Belinda growls, Tim returns to the center of the ring, glancing over to Connor and Alexis, who both chuckles, despite still showing some signs of their beating, along with Tim. He returns his attention back to the microphone.
Tim: Since nobody here is capable of handing out a beating like that, truly breaking us into this business, we took it upon ourselves to do it. As they say, if you want a job done right, then you have to do it yourself, and boy did we ever?
Once again, the three unmasked ones chuckle, flashing wide grins at one another. Tim shakes his head, clearly pleased with himself as he points out into the audience at a fan who is shaking her head at his actions. He slowly brings his hand back over the ropes as he leans on the top rope, almost goading her.
Tim: People like you are the reason we have to do things like we did last week. You sit here, saying things like “Oh, you shouldn’t force people into beatings just to get noticed.” First off, this is freaking wrestling! That IS our business. If you can’t take it, then I suggest you leave right now, or you’re bound to have a heart attack… The aisle is right over there. I’m sure if you follow those steps, you’ll find an exit conveniently located at the top.
Simone: This Nobody sure seems to be getting a bit big for his britches...
Adams: I can’t lie. I kinda like it!
Tim: Anybody else who feels the same way… follow the same instructions. Now, for the wrestling fans… if those even exist any more, you’re probably thinking “How could you subject a young girl to a gang style beatdown?” So, it’s cool in the movies, but when it happens in real life, and believe me it happens more than you can imagine… then suddenly I’m a bad guy? First off, I didn’t force anything, did I Lex?
Tim holds out the microphone toward Alexis, who foregoes the opportunity to speak, instead shaking her head in the negative, shrugging her shoulders. Tim looks over to Connor who does the same thing.
Tim: No, I didn’t. All I did was got fed up with people treating this as if it were the next New X-Tremes or the Co-Ed Mean Girls. When they realized I’m not kidding when I say nobody knows me from a redheaded Troll doll, I’m not being modest. I...
Tim pauses as he sees a commotion off to the side at the barricade. He tilts his head to the side as he inspects the situation.
Simone: It looks as if we’ve got a fan trying to jump over the barricade.
Adams: I wouldn’t be surprised if it were Joshua Acquin after their war of words on Twitter earlier last week.
Despite what Jason is saying, the fan is not Joshua Acquin, but a local fan. He is a skinny young man, likely to be barely 18, wearing a shirt fashioned with sloppy red lettering, reading “#Nobody”, and his hair died to look like a copper tone. Tim steps half way through the ropes, looking down as the young boy holds his hands out, pleading with Tim. His English is severely broken, but Tim catches the drift.
Tim: Let him through. Let him through!
Security doesn’t budge until Tim pulls the microphone away from his lips, shouting authoritatively at them. They hold their arms up in surrender as the eager fan jumps over the barricade. Tim helps him onto the apron and the fan shakes his hands together in celebration before Tim holds the ropes down for the boy. He climbs inside of the ring and quickly greets Connor, Alexis, and the others. Tim walks over to him, shaking hands with him before he continues on.
Tim: A fan? I didn’t know we had any of those… What’s your name, man?
The fan bounces up and down excitedly, sweating in the process as Tim hold the microphone out for him to speak into.
Fan: My name ees… Dong.
Tim tries to keep a straight face out of respect, though it is clearly difficult for all three of the unmasked ones. Alexis turns her head to the side, hiding her laughter, though the fans give a light chuckle that brings a redness to Dong’s cheeks.
Tim: Let me guess… you can relate to us because people laugh at your name?
Dong: They laugh for my name. They laugh for my looks. They laugh for everything which is me! I am Nobody, and some time, I want to be Somebody! I am your biggest fan, all of you...
The crowd begins to laugh louder and louder until Dong shouts out at them angrily, fighting back tears. Tim glares out into the audience, stepping onto the bottom rope to stand taller.
Tim: SHUT UP!!!
Dong: This is every day for me! I feel as one of you! I want make it… official! Beat me...
Tim has to do a double take, making sure he heard Dong correctly. Dong reiterates away from the microphone, taking a few steps back toward the ropes. He braces himself while pounding at his chest. Tim tilts his head to the side, while mouthing something. Dong refuses to accept “No” for an answer. He shouts out to all of the Nobodies, who all drop weapons from their sleeves, save for Tim, Alexis, and Connor.
Simone: Is this kid crazy?!?.
Adams: Heh… his name is… Dong...
Tim has to do a double take, making sure he heard Dong correctly. Dong reiterates away from the microphone, taking a few steps back toward the ropes. He braces himself while pounding at his chest. Tim tilts his head to the side, while mouthing something. Dong refuses to accept “No” for an answer. He shouts out to all of the Nobodies, who all drop weapons from their sleeves, save for Tim, Alexis, and Connor. Tim grabs a crowbar from the nearest member, calling them off. However, before anyone knows what’s coming, Tim bashes him in the ribs with the crowbar!
Simone: No Tim! Don’t do it!
Adams: He’s beating Dong in the middle of the ring!!!
Tim waves The Nobodies over toward him, and they all join in, wailing on the poor kid! He shouts out in pain, though he begs them to continue, busting open his forehead and nose soon after. Tim almost gets a sadistic grin on his face as they continue, pounding the poor kid into the mat relentlessly.
Simone: This is insanity! He’s not a trained wrestler, and he’s blinded by this broken philosophy of Tim Staggs!
Adams: Somebody needs to get out here and wrestle Dong away from Tim!
Tim continues to beat down on the kid in the middle of the ring, drawing boos from the audience. The boos are relieved slightly as Joshua Acquin charges down the ramp with a chair in his hand. He slides inside of the ring, picking the chair up wildly as he swings in every direction. He knocks a few of the hooded men out before clobbering Tim with the chair. As Tim falls down to the ground, Acquin stomps on him wildly until Tim rolls to the outside. As the other Nobodies come after him, he charges, diving through the ropes at Tim who has barely made it to his feet. He wails away at Tim as security files down the ramp to break it up. Joshua doesn’t give up easily as they peel him off of Tim, keeping The Nobodies at a distance, quickly diffusing the situation. “Nightmare” by Avenged Sevenfold blasts over the speakers as Acquin points at Tim, letting him know that this isn’t over yet. Tim holds onto his head as he shouts back at him.
Simone: That could have gone better for The Nobodies as Joshua Acquin catches them all by surprise.
Adams: A little payback, maybe just a bit of an idea of what Acquin has in store!
Backstage, Connor Murphy is sitting on an equipment box, one hand lightly tapping on his thigh, the other holding a small ipod that is connected to his ears with a long white cord. Eyes closed, he can be seen mouthing the words to a song that no one can hear. The camera gets closer and closer but Connor seems to pay it no mind. Finally the camera moves past the man as Belinda comments.
Simone: Looks like we will get nothing from Connor Murphy.
A hand reaches for the lens, the dark shadowy flesh pulling the camera back to focus on an extreme close up of Murphy, one earbud dangling from his ear. Connor: What, don’t want to talk to a Nobody? Typical as always. Well Nobody wants to talk to the fans either. See, tonight I face J2H and if you ask me, tonight Nobody is going to beat J2H to within an inch of his career going hasta la bye bye. I remember a cocky little git talking all big balled boy about how he contributed to the end of NXT.
Connor’s tongue snakes out to glide across a very cocky and sinister grin.
Connor: Brav-bleeping-o big boy, you managed to kill something that Spike Staggs was shelving anyways. But when you did that, you talked a big deal about nothing and Nobody which is coming back to haunt you in a real bad way, because when tonight is over and you lay brokenly whimpering as the ring lights shine down on you, you can rest easy knowing that you were beaten by Nobody and there would have been nothing you could have done about it.
Adams: Wow, Connor’s got some big boy pants on talking smack like that.
Simone: From what we have seen Jason, Connor has a new philosophy in life and if last week was any indication, it is a bloody one.
Connor: See you in the ring Jamie boy.
Connor smiles in a rather demented way as he pulls up the earbud that he had pulled out of his ear for the interview. Faintly the sound of the DropKick Murphys can be heard, the throbbing beat silenced as he pulls up the earbud then turns to walk away.
Simone: If you ask me, I think that J2H might be in for a hurting tonight
Climax Control is getting underway when Candy Overton appears on the screen.
Candy Overton: Hello SCW Nation, this is Candy Overton with a public service announcement. Next week, "The Sweetness Measure" will rejoin the world tour as I look to get back inside the ring while docked in Japan. One of my favorite countries in the world. I look forward to competing again. Until then, STAY SWEET. This is Candy Overton signing off.
The video cuts out as the show goes to a quick commercial break
The bell sounds, and the next match is set to begin!
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall...!
"Ooooh... yeah, yeah... oh". The opening repeative line to Kanye West's "Power" starts to blast through the speakers as blue lights but through the now faded darkness in the arena. The image of a closed fist is seen on the screen before the letters 'J2H' appear on the screen
Justin: Being accompanied to the ring by Casey Williams...
J2H and Casey Williams appear at the top of the ramp to a chorus of boos from the live crowd. The two look at each other before lifting a fist each, the fist at head height. The two nod to each other and start walking towards the ring. Casey is wearing a Italian made, expensive looking suit as he walks slightly in front of the shirtless J2H, wearing gold shorts, boots and kneepads with "Power" written on the back of the shorts.
Justin: From Beverly Hills, California, weighing in at one hundred and seventy five pounds, he is J2H!
J2H and Casey reach the ring and J2H slides under the bottom rope while Casey stands outside. J2H moves towards the middle of the ring, both arms in the air, before walking to the ropes and pulling himself on the middle rope in the center of the ring and raising his arm again.
Simone: J2H has certainly gained a ton of confidence over these past several months. He's no longer the young man we once knew, hard as it is to believe.
Adams: Yeah. Who ever thought we'd see the day he'd know what the ass end of a piledriver was from a Huracanrana?
Simone: And he's going to need that next week, as he is scheduled to challenge Despayre one-on-one for the Sin City Wrestling Internet Championship.
Adams: That one is going to be GRRRRREAT!
Untravelled Road's throbbing beat and clapping begins to play as Connor Murphy comes out on stage, one arm shaking with the beat over his head as the other pulls his cigarette from his lips while holding a red solo cup. Starting down towards the ring, he jokes and smirks at the fans.
Justin: His opponent, ailing from Ottawa Ontario Canada ... Connor MURPHY!
Connor stops part way around the ring at the announcers table to take one final puff of his cigarette then looks for something to put it out in. With a smirk and a nod at Belinda, he motions putting out the cigarette in her drink only to wave it off and put his glass down on the table and drop the butt into it. Climbing into the ring, he wipes at his nose then smirks for the fans again.
Simone: Connor has all the confidence in the world going into this one, and why not?
Adams: Yeah. He's a NOBODY!
Simone: Yes Jason, he is -- I suppose. But I was referring more so to his impressive track record. Connor has score some major wins in his time inside of the ring, among them former World Champions Gene Banton Junior and Goth, among others.
Adams: Ooo! J2H is in for it. I guess that's why he has Casey Williams out there.
Simone: Casey is definitely a threat but J2H can't let his brash ego get the best of him here against Connor.
Holly Wood finishes checking a very reluctant J2H who seems to cringe at her touch, then goes to check on Connor. Once Holly finishes, she turns to signal for the bell, and Connor slaps her right on the keister. Holly spins and shakes her finger at Mister Murphy who smirks and the referee calls for the bell.
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
Connor and J2H come from out of their corners and circle the ring, eyeing one another as Casey cheers his boy on. The combatants pause momentarily and lock up, collar and elbow. They struggle for a few moments to gain the upper hand, until Connor powers J2H back against the ropes. J2H yells for the break and Holly calls for it, and a smirking Connor backs away, breaking cleanly.
Adams: Think J2H would have done the same thing?
Simone: Are you kidding me?
J2H complains openly to Holly about Connor pulling the tights. Holly asks Connor about it and he grins sheepishly and nods, forcing the official to reprimand him.
Adams: Funny thing is it wouldn't surprise anyone if Connor actually did do it.
Simone: Or fibbed about doing so when he didn't, just to have fun.
The two men circle once again, and again they lock up. Connor, the stronger of the two, powers J2H back into the ropes once again, and once again Holly Wood calls for the clean break. But just as Connor is about to oblige, J2H grabs a handful of his hair and drags him around into the ropes, reversing their positions. Holly calls for the break and the cocky J2H backs up a step, only to shove at Murphy with both palms to the chest in an act of disrespect. The crowd boos as J2H backs up to the center of the ring, holding his arms outward with an arrogant smirk on his face. Connor then comes up from off of the ropes and lashes out with a forearm strike to the side of J2H's head!
Adams: And that's what happens when you get Connor Murphy POed at you!
Connor lets loose with three more forearm shivers to the side of J2H's head before he slaps on a side headlock. Casey protests about closed fists as J2H fends Murphy off, using the ropes to fore him off in an Irish whip but Connor knocks him to his back with a shoulder tackle. J2H kips up...
Simone: Nice acrobatic move there by J2H.
... as Connor races into the ropes himself and J2H attempts a hip toss but Connor counters it by landing on his feet and taking him down with a double arm drag.
Simone: people look at the clothes and scruffy appearance and underestimate the fact that Connor can wrestle.
J2H jumps back to his feet and rushes at his opponent but Connor sweeps his legs out from under him and dives atop him immediately in a quick cover!
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And Connor wraps his arm around his chin from behind in a rear chin lock.
J2H kicks out almost immediately!
Adams: Connor looks like he's trying to keep J2H grounded.
Simone: I'm sure he is. Connor is no fool. He's seen the changes in J2H's ring skills and although we don't know who is responsible for the turn around, he knows that the former "Brat Prince" is now a legitimate threat.
J2H struggles but is unable to power out of the hold so he scoots closer toward the ropes and extends his boot, just barely managing to drape it over the bottom rope, forcing a break. Holly calls for it and Murphy seems non-too anxious to oblige so she issues her count...
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And Connor finally lets him go -- only to pull him back up quickly into a front facelock and he brings his knee up into J2H's belly twice, knocking the wind right out of him. Connor takes him by the arm and sends him into the ropes with an Irish whip and catches him on the rebound with a Tilt-A-Whirl back breaker! Connor dumps him off of his knee and onto the mat where he covers him a second time, this time hooking the leg.
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J2H kicks out!
Adams: Whew! I thought it might have been over after a back breaker like Connor just delivered!
Simone: No, seems besides a new set of skills, J2H also has a whole new fighting spirit to keep going as well.
Connor drags J2H up by his arm and goes for a short-arm clothesline, only to have J2H duck under the decapitating blow and he grabs Murphy by the hair and brings him down backwards, hard across his knee in his own back breaker.
Adams: Ouch!
Connor staggers upright, holding his back in pain, and J2H follows up with a standing Enzugari, knocking Murphy head over heels to the mat!
Simone: And a nice follow up there by the former Tag Team and Roulette Champion!
J2H steps out onto the ring apron and waits as Connor slowly returns to a vertical base, dazed by the Enzugari. Once he does so and turns around, J2H uses the top rope to springboard back inside, connecting with a missile dropkick on Murphy!J2H then dives atop of him and hooks both legs in the cover!
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Connor kicks out!
Adams: Notice he hooked not one but both legs?
Simone: More training hints by the mysterious benefactor.
J2H drags Murphy up to his feet and fires him off into the far corner, jumping in and bringing him right back out with a monkey flip. Connor gets right back up and J2H springs up onto his shoulders and takes him over to the mat with a victory roll, but immediately traps him in a cross arm breaker! Connor begins struggling like mad at the pain!
Simone: He may have him! We may get a submission!
Adams: I always used the victory roll for pins! I can't remember the last time I saw it turned into a submission!
Connor struggles toward the ropes with his legs, kicking to reach them and fighting the pain to keep from having to submit! He extends his foot towards the bottom rope -- only to have Casey grab it and pull it from out of his reach!
Adams: Come on!
And Holly spots this and she immediately calls him out, then orders J2H to break his hold!
Simone: Thatta girl Holly!
J2H refuses, citing Connor didn't reach the ropes, so Holly starts counting against him!
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And rather than risk disqualification, J2H opts to break! Connor grabs his arm in pain, and J2H, rather than follow up, is in Holly's face, arguing with the official! Connor gets to his feet and goes after J2H from behind, but J2H sees him coming and catches him swiftly with a roundhouse kick! Connor hits the mat again and J2H ascends to the top, while Murphy is already fighting his way back to his feet.
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Adams: Boy J2H is really serving notice to Despy, isn't he?
Simone: Indeed he is, and if he does next week in Japan what he's doing here tonight, we may see the crowning of a brand new champion.
Connor stands up and turns around, and J2H leaps from his perch with a top rope high cross body, but the momentum allows Connor too roll through with him on top and he hooks the leg!
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3 - NO! J2H kicks out!
Adams: Oh god that was close!
Both men are back to their feet and J2H swings wildly at him for a clothesline but Connor ducks! Connor snatches hold of J2H by the wrist and this time succeeds in hitting a short-arm clothesline on his opponent! He pulls him up and right into a second short-arm clothesline, then "threepeats"! Connor pulls him to his feet seemingly for a fourth but instead brings him down with a side Russian leg sweep and rolls through into a cover!
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J2H kicks out!
Simone: Connor Murphy is back in control of this one.
Connor pulls him up and goes for an Irish whip but J2H holds on and reverses it! Connor comes off of the ropes and jumps, taking J2H down to the mat with a Thesz press and rains punches down into his younger opponent's head! J2H kicks and fights his way free and back to his feet where Connor knocks him into the ropes with a European uppercut, then sends him off into the far corner and rebounds off the ropes, bulldogging J2H face-first into the canvas! Connor rolls him over onto his back for the cover.
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Foot on the ropes!
Adams: Oh! Ohhh! That was close!
Simone: And risky! Suppose Holly Wood hadn't seen the foot on the ropes?
Connor peels his opponent up off of the mat and sends him into the ropes once again, this time for a dropkick but J2H hangs on and Murphy crash lands on his tail bone!
Adams: Donut pillow! Party of one!
A dazed J2H has the presence of mind to quickly grab Connor's legs and he falls back, catapulting him throat-first across the top rope! Connor sling shots backwards and right across J2H's bended knees! J2H throws him off and pauses a moment while Connor starts to get to his hands and knees, and J2H comes off of the ropes and jumps, landing a Fame-Asser down onto his opponent! J2H stands up and slices a thumb across his throat, heralding the end as he again starts to go up top!
Adams: I think he's going for the 21st Century Splash!
Simone: And if he hits it, it'll all be over!
Connor is flat on his back as J2H reaches the top while Casey cheers him on! J2H then leaps for the full body splash -- BUT CONNOR BRINGS HIS KNEES RIGHT UP TO GREET J2H'S MIDSECTION!
Adams: Barf bag! Party of one!
And just as J2H lands on the knees, Connor immediately rolls him through into an inside cradle!
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The crowd cheers as the bell rings!
Ding!
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Ding!
Ding!
Justin: Here is your winner -- CONNOR MURPHY!!!
Holly Wood raises Connor's arm in victory as the crowd cheers and J2H is incensed!
Simone: And Connor Murphy's winning ways continue here in Sin City Wrestling, gaining his first victory as a Nobody!
Adams: Hey does this mean Connor will be facing Despayre next week instead?
Simone: No it doesn't but it wouldn't surprise me to see Connor get the title shot down the road as a result of this very win here tonight.
Back to ringside! Connor Murphy has left ringside, slapping hands along the way! Casey Williams is about to climb onto the ring apron to join his partner in the six-sided ring when from out of nowhere, the World Tag Team Champions, Danger Zone, race out to ringside and they clobber the "Man Monster" in the back with their championship belts! Big as he is, the blows do some damage as Casey crumbles from off of the apron but does not collapse to the floor and Ethan Alexander and Andrew Watts begin assaulting the "Freight Train of Pain" with hammering fists! J2H sees what is occurring outside of the ring and comes to the rescue of his partner, racing across the ring and diving through the ropes, crashing headlong into Andrew and Ethan!
Adams: And we have a fight at ringside between Danger Zone and Casey and J2H!
J2H is back up and throwing fists at both Watts and Alexander before they use the numbers game against him to fight him off, and Casey comes back up and grabs Ethan, prying him loose from J2H as security rushes to the ringside area to break it up!
Simone: And for once security is there when we actually need them!
The ringside brawl continues as all four men are eventually separated and ushered to the back!
The sounds from the closing moments of the final of the Blast from the Past II tournament, from Blaze Of Glory III, on March 30th 2014, fade in, just as Jacob Summers makes the count.
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The bell rings and the crowd cheers.
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Simone: It's over! They did it!
Adams: Simon and Brandi win!
Justin: Here are your winners, and the 2014 Blast from the Past Champions...Brandi Shotze, and the SCW Heavyweight Champion, Simon Jones!
The sound then fades out.
The cameras in the back catch the fight between Casey Williams and J2H against Ethan Alexander and Andrew Watts continuing as security, SCW officials, and even Christian Underwood and "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward move in to get them forcibly pried apart!
The opening riff of "Animal" comes across the sound system as "Dark Tiger" Sebastian Hardin walks out onto the stage. His tall frame barely fits in the camera shot as it zooms out into a wide shot. He stands on the stage, gives a roar as the Chinese people are going beserk.
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first from Richmond, Virigina. He stands 7 feet 1 inch tall and weighs two hundred and ninety pounds. He is one half of R.O.A.R., please welcome "DARK TIGER" SEBASTIAN HARDIN.
The Chinese continuing to go absolutely crazy as Sebastian sprints down the ramp and slides into the ring. He quickly leaps back up to his feet while giving the crowd something more to cheer for him about.
Simone: This should be a real treat. We finally get to see Sebastian in singles competition right here on Climax Control.
Adams: I wonder if he can have the same success as Jeremiah.
Simone: Time will tell but he will be facing a tough opponent.
v/o: "Hong Kong, Can you feel it coming, in the air tonight?"
The lights in the stadium shut down, leaving the crowd in the dark, as bright flashes start to burst through out, acting as it were streaks of lighting. A dark crimson color light illuminates the entrance area as a thick mist rolls across the entrance ramp.
A hush falls over the stadium as the crimson mist pours off the entrance ramp and into the crowd. Without warning, crimson colored lights explode throughout the stadium. A video explodes on the screen as you can see the letters slowly fade in, and as it does a very well known theme begins to filter out throughout the arena...
"I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord"
As the popular Phil Collins song "In The Air Tonight" begins to play, the letters on the big screen finish forming with a nickname now well known with this theme....
The Mental Rapist
Justin: and introducing his opponent, accompanied to the ring by Pamela Jackson, he hails from Dallas, Texas and weighs two hundred and twenty pounds. He is the Sin City Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion, "The Mental Rapist" SEAN JACKSON.
Through the crimson mist, the fans can see two very beautiful Chinese women carrying baskets making their way onto the entrance ramp. The stadium erupts into whistles and catcalls as they are both dressed in very scantily fitted outfits, low cut with lots of leg showing. They get to the edge of the stage before Sean Jackson and his wife Pamela Duke-Jackson step into view. Jackson is motionless, the world championship fastened securely around his waist while Pamela moves to his side and plants a kiss on his cheek. Sean is completely focused, his face adorned with a serious look while Pamela finishes the kiss and turns towards the camera.
Simone: That was one tense little meeting between Mr. TNA and Sean Jackson.
Adams: It's only a matter of time before those two lock horns and that will be a dream come true match.
Sebastian is still getting the crowd riled up as Drew Patton starts to pat him down. Before he could finish the initial pat down, Sean Jackson comes flying into the picture with a leaping forearm smash to the jaw of his much taller opponent. Drew Patton quickly gets out of the corner as he doesn't hestitate to signal for the bell.
DING DING DING
Adams: Sean didn't even wait for the bell to ring. What is wrong with him?
Simone: Could it be he is picturing Mr. TNA's face right now?
The moment Drew steps out of the way, Sean begins to repeatedly stomp the living shit out of Sebastian. The once rowdy crowd has gone silence as Sean was quick to pick up the early advantage. Drew warns Sean to get him out of the corner. Sean looks at Drew, gives him a one bird salute before resuming his punishment on Sebastian. He stops with the boots and starts laying his shoulders into the massive midsection of Sebastian. Sean tries to repeatedly drive his shoulder into the massive midsection but Sebastian is just looking at him.
Sean rushes to the diagonal corner, bounces off the turnbuckle and comes charging back at Sebastian. He is looking for a flying corner splash but ends up getting caught by a vicious uppercut. The shot sends Sean flying backwards as he lands hard on his back. Sebastian follows the uppercut with devastating elbow drop right across the lower back of Sean. He follows that up by placing his left knee directly across Sean's back and grabbing him underneath his chin.
Adams: Sebastian is showing that he can get it done without Jeremiah.
Simone: But how long can he keep this up
Sebastian continues to apply the pressure as Drew Patton is looking into the eyes of Sean. He is asking the Mental Rapist if he wants to give it up but he shakes his head. Sean is trying to scratch and claw his way to the ring ropes. However Sebastian manages to pull Sean back even more as his back is feeling like an accordin. Sean continues to struggle to get out of this hold as Sebastian repositions his knee across the middle of Jackson's back. Sean notices that Sebastian has also changed the position of his hands and uses this to his advantage. Drew is checking the hold to make sure it is still a legal hold. While he is doing this, Sean digs his teeth into the flesh of Sebastian.
He quickly let's go as Sean quickly rolls toward the bottom rope. Sebastian is shaking his hand as Sean's saliva drips off it. Sean somehow manages to place his feet on the stadium floor as he tries to get some feeling back in his lower back. The Chinese people are not too happy that Sean is stopping the action. Sebastian notices him on the stadium floor and decides to hype the crowd up. He then starts to bounce up and down before running toward one side. He bounces off those ring ropes while running toward Sean.
Jackson catches a glimpse of Sebastian out of the corner of his eye. Sebastian leaps over the ring ropes looking for a vaulting body press only to eat two perfectly placed boots.
Simone: Got to hand it to Sean, that was one hell of a dropkick.
Adams: This match is now out of the ring. This won't bode well for Seba....
A huge commotion begins to take over the Hong Kong Stadium as Travis Nathaniel Andrews can be seen walking through the crowd. Adams doesn't look to thrilled at being interrupted as Sean snatches Sebastian back up to his feet and slams him face first into the ring apron. Drew Patton is warning both men to get back inside the ring. Sean gives Drew another one gun salute as he slams Sebastian's head one more time into the ring apron. Sean grabs handful of Sebastian's hair, flings him back first into the guardrail and repeatedly drives his boot into his sternum.
Travis eventually makes it to the front row as Sean nor Sebastian realize that he has come to get a closer look. Sean helps Sebastian back up to his feet, grabs a hold of his arm and goes to fling him into the steel ring steps. Sebastian reverses it by sending Sean shoulder first into the steel steps. The top steps become dislodged as Sebastian is trying to shake the cobwebs loose. He glances around the stadium until he locks eyes with Travis. He raises both hands high in the air before forcing one of the fans out of their seat.
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Adams: Why is Travis out here?
Simone: Sean did say watch a true champion at work. I guess a monitor backstage wasn't good enough for the Must See Superstar.
Drew continues with his count as Sebastian picks Sean up off the floor. Sean is obviously wincing in pain Sebastian places one of his arms behind his back. Sebastian is looking to drive Sean's shoulder but he counters it by slamming Sebastian's head into the same ring post. His head snaps back as he drops hard to floor.
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Drew Patton's count is still going as Sean quickly rolls into the ring.
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Sean stands back up to his feet and begins to celebrate his countout victory. Unbeknownst to Sean, Sebastian somehow manages to sneak under the bottom rope before Drew could reach the count of 9. Sean is still rather clueless as Sebastian has made it back up to his feet. Pamela is trying to get his attention but he doesn't seem to be paying attention. He slowly turns thinking Sebastian is still on the stadium floor until he eats a giant boot to the face. The crowd burst into cheers as Pamela scrunches up her face at the ill-advised celebration.
Adams: Sean must of had a mental breakdown.
Simone: Sebastian nearly took his head off.
While Sean is still on the canvas, Sebastian leaps into the air while looking for a leg drop. Sean manages to roll out of the way at the last split second which causes Sebastian land hard on his butt. Sean quickly grabs a hold of Sebastian's leg and flips him over onto his stomach. He places Sebastian's leg around his while bridging back. He grabs a hold of Sebastian's neck and yanks it back.
Simone: THE MUTA LOCK.
Sebastian is trying to fight it but he is stuck in the middle of the ring. Sean applies more pressure as Sebastian has no choice but to tap the canvas.
Adams: Sebastian just tapped out.
Drew signals for the bell as Sean let's go of the hold.
Justin: Here is your winner by submission....SEAN JACKSON.
Sean begins to celebrate his victory when Travis hops the guardrail. Sean motions for Travis to enter the ring. Travis points to his own head and walks over toward the entrance ramp. Sean follows him with his eyes as Travis motions around his waist. Sean hoists up the SCW Heavyweight Championship as "In The Air Tonight" starts to play again.
Simone: Travis has got a lot of balls and it seems he also has brains.
Adams: Is he signaling for a SCW Heavyweight Title match or a Roulette Championship match?
Simone: That is a good question.
The show was crazy busy with people running around backstage, doing whatever it was they did to prepare themselves. But what was Mikah doing? People hadn't seen her all night, was she even at the show yet? Her match was coming up and soon but nobody knew exactly where she was.
Pussy Willow is seen backstage, next to the locker room door labeled MIKAH in glittery silver letters with SCW Bombshell Champion written underneath it.
Pussy: "I'm standing outside of the Bombshell Champion, Mikah's locker room. Nobody has seen or heard from her all night. Let's seen if she is inside."
Even though Mikah had told her the previous week to stay away, Pussy Willow knocked on the door. About 2 or 3 minutes later the door opens and Mikah is standing there in her ring attire that was purple for the night.
Mikah: "Seriously?! Didn't I tell you to stay away from me last week?!"
Pussy: "Yes, but I was just-"
Mikah pushes the interviewer away from her.
Mikah: "You were just what? Trying to see if I was here? Trying to get a few questions I before I kick Amanda Cortez's ass?"
Pussy Willow looked a bit overwhelmed with the situation as Mikah pushed her again.
Pussy: "I just-"
Mikah: "You just wanted to get your ugly ass kicked, didn't you? Because I told you to stay away last week didn't I?"
Pussy Willow just nodded her head.
Mikah: "I hate when people like you think you can just do whatever the hell that you want to. Have you been talking to Veronica Taylor lately? Because you are sounding more and more like she does every day. Maybe you should follow directions and stay the hell away from me."
Mikah pushes Pussy Willow down to the ground and glowers down at her.
Mikah: "By the way, I am ready for my match. And I am ready to retain. Now go away before I break your nose with my boots."
Mikah steps back into the locker room and slams the door, leaving Pussy Willow on the ground.
"I Came To Play" blares through the Hong Kong Football Stadium sound system as Travis Nathaniel Andrews. There is a smirk plastered all over his face as the Chinese people are booing him like crazy. He throws his arms high into the air. He is proud of getting all of this negative heat from the fans as he sombers his way down the ramp.
Simone: Could we have gone an entire show without seeing him out here?
Adams: The Chinese people love him.
Simone: Do you have cotton balls stuck inside your ears?
One of the Chinese fans begins to scream some profanities toward Travis in Chinese but he just smiles while patting the young fan on top of the head. Travis turns toward the steel ring steps and proceeds to walk up them. He steps onto the ring apron and enters the ring still smirking away.
Simone: Do you think he will actually give us an explanation for his actions last week?
Adams: Why should he? That match was no disqualification and Lord Raab did provoke him.
Travis is handed a microphone through the ring ropes as he walks back to the center of the ring.
Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Can I be the first to say? You people here in China are incredibly gullible. Did you really think that I would actually give a reason for my actions last week? Mark Ward should know better than anyone that this business is about making an impact. Last week, I saw an opportunity to remove the biggest joke here in SCW from the championship picture and I jumped at it. Last week was one the beginning. You see, I am tired of playing backseat to all these people who come and go like there is a revolving door. I was hoping to send Goth to the hospital as well but trust me that will happen. I am the MUST SEE SUPERSTAR in Sin City Wrestling and dammit I will not be overshadowed anymore. Consider last week the warning shot. Next time, I do something more dastardly. You can either like it or DEAL WITH IT. No matter what PLAY TIME IS OVER.
"What Have You Done?" suddenly comes over the sound system as Travis throws down the microphone while glaring into the camera.
There is a smirk plastered all over his face as the Chinese people are booing him like crazy. He throws his arms high into the air. He is proud of getting all of this negative heat from the fans as he sombers his way down the ramp.Simone: Could we have gone an entire show without seeing him out here?
Adams: The Chinese people love him.
Simone: Do you have cotton balls stuck inside your ears?
One of the Chinese fans begins to scream some profanities toward Travis in Chinese but he just smiles while patting the young fan on top of the head. Travis turns toward the steel ring steps and proceeds to walk up them. He steps onto the ring apron and enters the ring still smirking away. We hear the music play from the Roulette champion as Goth walks to the entrance way. He stares at the man that attacked Raab.
Goth: You know something Travis?? For someone that was sitting at the announce table last week and being a coward that attacks others from behind. You sure as hell have a big mouth don’t ya??
Travis smirks as he says so what??
Goth: You are right, so what?? And I tell you what…, I don’t need you or anyone to hold this title. So I will tell you this. If that thinks you got a shot at my belt, you got another thing coming. I would not mind facing Raab one more time to prove the world that I am the more vicious one than the other, but if you want to get it on before I destroy Shipman one more time?? Be my guest, I’ll be waiting
With that the Roulette champion walks off, leaving Travis wondering what’s next.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome to the stage, Sin City Wrestling's "Hostess With the Mostess", our very own Amanda Hugginkiss!
The crowd applauds as the comedic Amanda shimmies out onto the stage, amidst much laughter from the fans as she is dressed in a flesh tone body stocking with a plastic dress pinned to her front and elaborate doll wig. With a purse in one hand and the microphone in the other, she is joined on the stage by a Chinese male model as the performance begins.
Model: Hi Barbie
Amanda: Hi Ken!
Model: Do you wanna go for a ride?
Amanda: Sure Ken!
Model: Jump in...v
Amanda: I'm a Barbie girl, in the Barbie world
Life in plastic, it's fantastic!
You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere
Imagination, life is your creation
Model: Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Amanda: I'm a Barbie girl, in the Barbie world
I'm a blond bimbo girl, in a fantasy world
Life in plastic, it's fantastic!
You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere
Imagination, life is your creation
Dress me up, make it tight, I'm your dolly
Model: You're my doll, rock'n'roll, feel the glamour in pink,
Kiss me here, touch me there, hanky panky...
Amanda: You can touch, you can play, if you say: "I'm always yours"
I'm a Barbie girl, in the Barbie world
Life in plastic, it's fantastic!
You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere
Imagination, life is your creation
Model: Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Amanda: (Ah-ah-ah-yeah)
Model: Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Amanda: (uu-oooh-u) [2x]
Model: Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Amanda: (Ah-ah-ah-yeah)
Model: Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Amanda: (uu-oooh-u) [2x]
Make me walk, make me talk, do whatever you please
I can act like a star, I can beg on my knees
Model: Come jump in, bimbo friend, let us do it again,
Hit the town, fool around, let's go party
Amanda: You can touch, you can play, if you say: "I'm always yours"
You can touch, you can play, if you say: "I'm always yours"
Model: Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Amanda: (Ah-ah-ah-yeah)
Model: Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Amanda: (uu-oooh-u) [2x]
Model: Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Amanda: (Ah-ah-ah-yeah)
Model: Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Amanda: (uu-oooh-u) [2x]
I'm a Barbie girl, in the Barbie world
Life in plastic, it's fantastic!
You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere
Imagination, life is your creation
I'm a Barbie girl, in the Barbie world
Life in plastic, it's fantastic!
You can brush my hair, undress me everywhere
Imagination, life is your creation
Model: Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Amanda: (Ah-ah-ah-yeah)
Model: Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Amanda: (uu-oooh-u) [2x]
Model: Come on Barbie, let's go party!
Amanda: (Ah-ah-ah-yeah)
Model: Come on Barbie, let's go party!v
Amanda: (uu-oooh-u) [2x]
Oh, I'm having so much fun!
Model: Well Barbie, we're just getting started
Amanda: Oh, I love you Ken!
The crowd applauds as Amanda and the male model take their bows and exit the stage.
Justin: The following match is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the SCW Bombshell World Championship!
The song "19 Nagel for Sophie" by Eisregen is played and the revving of a Harley can be heard. slowly Amanda drives down to the ring, dressed in a really short and tattered jeans shorts, a belly free top and some really high heeled stripper sandals. The fans are cheering at her, but she seems not to notice it. As she reaches the ring, she shuts off her bike and slowly gets down from it. The fans are still cheer and Amanda poses for them, making sure that she really looks cute and sexy.
Justin: Making her way to the ring from Los Angeles, California. She is the Goddess of War, Amanda Cortez!
She runs her hands all over her body and swings her hips in a sensual way Then she slides into the ring and kicks her shoes out of the ring. She jumps on the ropes in the corner, raises her arms in victory and blows some kisses into the direction of the fans. Still both arms in the air, she makes the devil sign and then she jumps down from the ropes again. Now she rests her arms on the top rope and one foot on the bottom rope and waits for her opponent to come to the ring. It seems that she's completely relaxed and doesn't care about what happens here, but as she sees her opponent come down to the ring, a cold and deadly glare comes into her pretty face. She's completely focused and willing to destroy her enemy completely.
Justin: And her opponent...
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 by her side. 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 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 from New York City, New York. She is the SCW World Bombshell Champion, Mikah!
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 corner, leaning against the turnbuckle.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The bell sounds as the two Bombshells stare at each other across the ring. Mikah has a confident and cocky smirk on her face, Amanda doesn’t have much of a different look herself. Mikah shakes her head, as she scoffs, laughing at Amanda who begins to give her a mean glare, not really liking that Mikah is laughing. Mikah walks slowly along the ring ropes, running her one hand along the ropes, keeping her eyes on Amanda. Amanda keeps her eyes on Mikah who stops, throwing her head back, running her hand back through her blonde locks as she throws a cocky pose into the mix. Mikah laughs, standing back up to her feet, Amanda shakes her head and begins to move in towards Mikah. Mikah doesn’t back down as they meet center ring, Mikah has the height advantage by almost half of a foot but they still go head to head with each other until the Bombshell World Champion hits a huge slap to the face of Amanda that sends her staggering backwards. Amanda holds her cheek in pain, Mikah smirking, her hands on her hips and then, BAM! Mikah gets slapped in the face from Amanda! Amanda nods her head as Mikah holds her cheek, her smirk has turned to a look of shock as she is looking sideways after the slap turned her head, her hand on her cheek as Amanda now places her hands on her hips, bad move. Mikah out of nowhere tackles Amanda, grabbing her by the upper legs and taking her straight to the ground and the Champ goes to work as she begins to hammer away with right hands to the face of Amanda. Mikah pounds away with fist after fist until referee Jasmine St. John finally steps in and breaks things up!
Simone: Mikah is off to an aggressive start her tonight, she doesn’t want to let Amanda take that title away from her!
Adams: But Cortez doesn’t go down without a fight, and she has proven that time and time again.
Amanda rolls out of the ring as she tries to shake off the hard punches to the face, Mikah walks around inside of the ring, smirking as she stares outside at Amanda and referee Jasmine St. John begins the count for Amanda.
1!
2!
3!
4!
Amanda finally slides back into the ring but Mikah doesn’t let her get back to her feet as she instantly begins to pound away with boots to the upper back of Amanda! Mikah delivers a few vicious kicks to the back of Amanda’s head before Jasmine St. John interferes again, telling Mikah to watch it and back off a bit. Mikah shakes her head as Jasmine lets Amanda get to her feet. Mikah moves in on Amanda and Amanda kicks Mikah right in the gut! The Champ hunches over in pain as Amanda grabs her by the hair and throws her face first into the turnbuckle pad! Mikah hits her face off of the pad and then Amanda pushes Mikah into the turnbuckle, Amanda climbs to the middle rope and begins to pound away on Mikah with closed fists to the face, the crowd counts with every punch!
1!
2!
3!
4!
5!
6!
7!
8!
9!
10!
Simone: Wow, Mikah is really taking a pounding to the face here by Amanda, she has no idea where she is right now!
Adams: Cortez is looking good, and that isn’t a good sign for Mikah!
Amanda hops down from the middle rope as Mikah staggers away from the turnbuckle, walking like she has no idea where she is and then, a huge clothesline from Amanda, sending Mikah to the ground, and the Champ has taken a beating! Amanda goes for the first cover of the match, and she may have it here...
...1!
...2!
...Kickout!
Mikah is able to get her shoulder up, not going to let Amanda take the Championship away from her with just a few punches and a clothesline. Amanda nods her head, grabbing Mikah by the hair and yanking her up to her feet! Amanda hits a knee to the gut of Mikah and then throws her face first into the top turnbuckle pad again! Amanda runs at Mikah and hits a knee to the lower back of Mikah, driving Mikah’s frontside into the turnbuckle! Amanda grabs Mikah by the hair again and smashes her face first into the top turnbuckle pad once again, this time with two hands, and much more force than before! Mikah’s face bounces off of the turnbuckle pad as she staggers backwards and Amanda spins her around, kick to the gut, DDT! Amanda is doing some major damage to the face and head of Mikah as Mikah bounces face first off of the canvas, and Amanda goes for another cover...
...1!
...2!
...Kickout!
Simone: Wow, Mikah barely able to kick out of that one!
Adams: Cortez really nailed that DDT, Mikah bounced like a basketball!
Mikah once again is able to get a shoulder up, but the Champ is really starting to feel it as Amanda came prepared to fight in this one! Amanda stands up, shaking her head as she starts to get a little bit frustrated with Mikah and her kicking out. Amanda leans over, grabbing Mikah by the hair and the Champ pulls Amanda down and into an craddle pin! The first cover by the Champion, she has a double leg lock in the craddle!
...1!
...2!
...Kickout!
Amanda almost lost it there, Mikah with the craddle pin out of nowhere! Amanda pops up as she shakes her head and goes for a punch to Mikah, but Mikah grabs her arm and hits her with a punch of her own! Amanda staggers backwards, Mikah hits another punch! Amanda staggers back some more, bouncing off of the ropes, and coming back and looking for a jumping clothesline but Mikah ducks it, turning around and hitting a huge spinning heel kick to the jaw of Amanda! Amanda hits the canvas hard but she pops back up and walks right into a right hand from Mikah! Amanda staggers some more and then once again into another right hand from Mikah! The Champ is starting to build some momentum as Amanda walks right into a huge kick to the gut from Mikah! Mikah grabs Amanda by the tights and hair and throws her shoulder first into the turnbuckle post! Amanda’s shoulder connects with the steel turnbuckle pole and she holds her shoulder in pain, still in between the middle and top turnbuckle pad as Mikah runs up behind her and hits a dropkick to the butt of Amanda, sending her right back into the turnbuckle post, shoulder first again! Amanda is in a lot of pain, holding her right shoulder as she walks away from the turnbuckle, hunched over and holding her shoulder as Mikah approaches her and hits her with a huge swinging neckbreaker! Mikah goes for another cover...
Simone: Wow what a neckbreaker! That may be it, Mikah has it!
Adams: Cortez isn’t moving much, her neck hit the canvas hard!
...1!
...2!
...Kickout!
Mikah rolls her eyes as she sits up on her knees, shaking her head and insultingly slapping Amanda across the face. Amanda was already down, the slap was a huge cheap shot from Mikah. Mikah just smirks confidently, as if she did something great. Mikah stands up, as she delivers a vicious kick to the stomach of Amanda who holds her gut in pain! Mikah grabs Amanda by the hair as she pulls her up, hitting a knee to the gut of Amanda and then tossing her into the turnbuckle where Mikah quickly hits her with a clothesline into the turnbuckle, sandwiching Amanda between the pads and herself! Amanda staggers forward a few steps as Mikah kicks her in the gut and sets her up for something…
Tiger Driver!
What a move by Mikah, the cover once again...
...1!
...2!
...Kickout!
Mikah shakes her head, grabbing Amanda by the hair as she lifts her to her feet. Mikah runs towards the ropes, bouncing off of them and as she comes back she is met by a huge enzuigiri from Amanda! Out of nowhere, both Bombshells are down on the ground as Mikah is hit out of nowhere by a perfectly executed enzuigiri from Amanda! Jasmine St. John starts a count!
1!
2!
3!
4!
Simone: Some movement from Mikah...
Adams: Cortez is moving a bit too...
5!
6!
7!
Simone: They’re both on a knee, nearly on their feet...
Adams: Come on, get up, both of you...
8!
Both Bombshells make it to their feet at the eight count! They stagger to the middle of the ring where they begin to share right hands with each other! Mikah connects! Amanda connects! Mikah connects! Amanda connects! Amanda connects! Amanda connects! Mikah is staggering, Amanda wants to end it...
SPEAR!
Simone: Amanda with the Spear!
Adams: Finishing move, connects, goodnight Mikah!
Simone: Cortez REALLY nailed that one, the momentum took her across the ring!
Adams: What a Spear, Mikah is out!
Amanda hits one of her finishing moves on Mikah, the spear! But Amanda hit it with so much momentum that she found herself across the ring, and still hurting. Amanda slowly begins to crawl towards the Champion who hasn’t moved a muscle. Amanda is on her elbows and knees, crawling, finally approaching Mikah, throwing her arm over the chest of Mikah for the cover, this is it…!
...1!
...2!
...Kickout!
Simone: Wow, I can’t believe Mikah kicked out of that!
Adams: The time wasted costed Amanda the match!
Mikah at the LAST possible second gets her shoulder up, and Amanda can’t believe it! The precious time that she used to crawl over to Mikah really cost her there! Amanda rolls onto her back as she tries to stand to her feet, she finally does. Mikah has rolled onto her back and Amanda is stalking her, we all know what Amanda is going for here! Amanda wants to hit the #1 Stunna and she has perfect position for it!
Simone: Oh boy, the Champ is in trouble...
Adams: BIG trouble!
Mikah finally stands to her feet, her back to Amanda, no clue what is about to await her when she...
Simone: Mikah don’t turn around...
Adams: She turned around...
Mikah turns around, a big boot to the gut of Mikah! Amanda hooks Mikah’s head in her arm...
Simone: Here it is…!
#1 STUNNA!
Simone: Mikah is set up for it and...
Adams: the #1 Stunna!
Or maybe not, Mikah grabs hold of Amanda’s hair, keeping her from executing the finishing move, and possibly saving her Championship while doing so. Mikah spins Amanda around and Mikah hops up, wrapping her legs around the head of Amanda...
CUPID’S CHOKEHOLD!
It’s locked in tight, center of the ring! Amanda has nowhere to go! Amanda is fading, her blood flow to her head is being cut off more and more as each second goes by...
Simone: Amanda has nowhere to go, it’s locked in, what will she do?!
Adams: There is only one option here...
Amanda slaps, punches, she is trying everything to get out of it! Her attacks towards Mikah slowly begin to fade more and more...
Simone: Amanda is fading, if she doesn’t tap, she will pass out…!
Adams: Cortez isn’t really one to tap, she would probably pass out before tapping...
Amanda is about to pass out and… SHE TAPS! Amanda taps her hand against the canvas over and over again as Jasmine St. John forces Mikah to break the hold!
Simone: She tapped, she tapped! Mikah retains!
Ding! Ding! Ding!
Adams: I still can’t believe that Cortez tapped, but wow… what a damn a match put on by both of these Bombshells...
Justin: Here is your winner, and STILL the SCW Bombshell World Champion… Mikah!!
Mikah stands up to her feet as Jasmine St. John hands her the SCW World Bombshell Championship, Mikah grabs it from her with a cocky grin, throwing her arms in the air. Just as Mikah is about to start celebrating, Make War, Not Love - Capture The Crown bursts out of the arena speakers and quickly coming out from the back is Desiree Parker, a bitchy smirk on her face, her white t-shirt with the words "Danger Zone" across the chest, a pair of blue jeans and black leather boots. She begins to walk down the entrance ramp, looking to the left and then looking to the right, then focusing straight on the ring as she continues down the ramp..
Simone: Desiree Parker? What the hell is she doing here...
Adams: I don’t know, but her eyes are LOCKED on Mikah and the Championship...
Desiree slides into the ring as she enters the ring, standing up and going face to face with Mikah, her music is cut as Mikah and Desiree stare down each other in the center of the ring. Amanda Cortez is slowly making her way to her feet as well, staring at the two Bombshells who are having a staredown in the center of the ring. Desiree and Mikah seem to be mouthing at each other back and forth, they both have bitchy grins on their faces, shaking their heads as they continue to trash talk each other.
Simone: I feel like all hell is about to break loose, these two have some bad blood from their REJECTS days!
Adams: The ring might explode if these two go at it right here right now...
Mikah puts her finger on Desiree’s chest, and Desiree looks down, Desiree smirks, nodding her head and with that Mikah and Desiree both turn and hit a double clothesline on Cortez who was making her way to her feet. Cortez hits the canvas hard as Desiree looks over at Mikah, smirking at her, Mikah nods her head as she smiles back.
Simone: Wait, are they… smiling?!
Cortez begins to stand to her feet and just as she does, Mikah nails her with the SCW Bombshell World Championship, laying her out in the middle of the ring! Mikah nods her head as she throws her Championship in the air. Desiree smirks, and begins to pull her t-shirt off and over her head, revealing nothing but a black double D sized bra underneath, the male fans begin to go wild. Desiree tosses the t-shirt to Mikah who nods her head and throws it over her head, pulling it down and we get a close up of the SCW Bombshell World Champion, Mikah, in a Danger Zone t-shirt.
Simone: What the hell just happened…?
Adams: I think Mikah just joined Danger Zone...
Simone: Yeah? Thank you Captain Obvious...
Things just get more and more interesting each and every week as SCW goes on, you never know what the hell to expect, and this right here is a perfect example of that. Desiree and Mikah stand center ring, looking down at Cortez. Desiree in her bra and Mikah in the Danger Zone t-shirt. It looks like Danger Zone just got that much more dangerous.
Simone: What a way to end the show! Join us next week in Japan!
Thank you! To Chris, Mark, Andy, Dustin, Gerrit, The Lord MK, Jenny, R.O.A.R, Melanie, Simon Jones, Mercedes, Connor Murphy, Erik, Mikah, Mike. Also to Annie for the graphics and to you guys for keeping us flying