J2H: Smells like something died in here.

Before he can dwell on the smell, an over enthusiatic hotel manager, recognised by the word manager on his name tag, moves towards him, his face lit up with a huge smile and his English thick with a Japanese accent.

Manager: Misser James! I know you! Welcome to Hotel!

J2H puts a hand up to the happy manager, stopping him in his tracks.

J2H: Look, I know you're happy to see me, I can tell by that stupid look on you face, but my face should show you that I'm tired and I want to sleep. Can I just sign in so you can show me to my room?

Manager: Misser Simpson sign you in, no worry.

The manager clicks his fingers and a member of staff runs towards him. He speaks in Japanese to the young woman, who beckons Simpson towards her.

J2H: Good, can you show me to my room?

Manager: Room there. Follow please

J2H looks at a plain brown door, with no markings at all on it. A look of curiousity fires from his tired eyes as the manager leads him towards it. The manager opens the door and leads him in to a room with curious looking white pods built in to the wall. J2H looks around as the manager stands next to a pod.

Manager: This your pod.

A taken back look crosses J2H's face.

J2H: Excuse me? Pod?

Manager: Yes, Misser James. You sleep in here.

J2H: You want me to sleep in a hole in the wall, with people sleeping either side, above and below?

Manager: Yes, yes.

The anger grows on J2H's face as he looks around the room.

J2H: WHAT KIND OF BULLSHIT IS THIS?!?!

The manager looks shocked at J2H's outbust but calmly reaches in to his pocket, pulling out a letter and waving it in front of J2H.

Manager: Misser Bahr say give you this. I go now.

The manager quickly leaves the room as J2H looks down at the front of the letter, written in the infamous purple crayon. Instanly J2H's face flushes red as he rips open the envelope and aggressively pulls the letter apart, reading it out loud.

J2H: Hey buuuuuuudddy, it's me again. Hiiiiiii. A little birdie told me you was happy with the boat we got you last week. By little birdie, I mean the one on the Twitter icon cause you told me there you wasn't happy. Well Angel and I wanted to make it up to you this week before the title match, so Angel found out where you was staying.... I don't know how he keeps doing that... and he wanted to send you to a place you was gonna remember, not that sucky five star place you was going, cause you wouldn't remember that, right? So Angel somehow, and I still don't know how he did it, cause he's being really quiet, set up for you to go to a place of history. You're standing in the first Pod hotel in Osaka! How cool is that! You're in history! Hope this makes up for the boat last week, see you on Sunday, your buddy, Despy!

A look of stone cold aggression crosses the young man's face as he rips up the letter. He grabs the camera and pulls it close to his face.

J2H: I've had it! I've had it up to my eyeballs with this bullshit. Christian, Mark, whoever else hires these idiots that make SCW unprofessional, I can not work with these people, I can not work with these complete at utter clowns that you let treat their stars like this. You can take your title match and shove it up your ass. You can take your federation, and shove that up your ass with it and you can take my contract, and shove that up your ass with it, because I quit, you hear me? I QUIT!

J2H throws the camera down to the floor, causing it to smash. All that can be seen is his feet walking away.

***BACK TO PRESENT TIME***

Jason Adams can be heard laughing loudly in the background.

Simone: Wow! That's why the match was cancelled.

Adams: That Despy guy is a hoot! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Simone: Well J2H is in the building, so we will be trying to catch up with him a little later.

Pussy Willow is seen backstage as newest bombshell Samantha Marlowe is walking back from the catering table, a bottle of water in her hand and a smile on her face. With her hair plastered to her neck, she excitedly stops as Pussy waves at her.

Pussy: I wanted to talk to you Samantha about your match this week against Candy Overton. Congratulations on the win by the way.

Sam's grin widens at the comment.

Sam Marlowe: Thanks and you can call me Sam by the way. When people call me Samantha, I tend to think I am in trouble.

Pussy: I know exactly what you mean. So what did you think of your match this week and debuting in the company that your sister didn't really succeed in?

Sam takes a slow breath and grimaces slightly at the mention of her sister.

Sam Marlowe: I thought that Candy was a really tough opponent for my very first match and it was a very interesting back and forth if you ask me. But the win was fun and I hope to keep doing that.

Pussy Willow nods in her broadcast journalistic way before bringing the microphone back to her lips.

Pussy: And your sister's reaction to the win will be?

Sam Marlowe: I am pretty sure that she is going to be kinda happy for me. She wasn't too thrilled when I decided to sign with the company but here I am and here I am going to stay.

Sam begins to move away from Pussy Willow who holds up a hand as she follows.

Pussy: So are you interested in any of the titles yet? Everyone seems to think that is the first thing they need to do in the company.

Sam stops as the appears to think about the question then smiles.

Sam Marlowe: I just won my debut match here in Sin City Wrestling so I don't think that I can just come right out and demand a title shot. Let me get a couple more matches under this belt first before I go after a title or two.

Sam motions to her ring gear's belt with a goofy grin then walks backwards away from Pussy Willow with a wave goodbye.

DING! DING! DING!

Justin: The following match is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first???

"I pledge allegiance, to the flag, of The Fearless One Steve Ramone."

"I want what's coming to me."

"So what's coming to you?"

"The world chico, and everything in it"

Following that quote the opening riff to "I Want The World.....and Everything In It" by Battle Beast hits the speakers as the lights dim and the crowd boos as "The Fearless One" Steve Ramone comes out first air guitaring to the song before he is joined by Andreas and Cyrus, the three men ignore the fans at ringside whilst they walk down to the ringside.

Justin: Being accompanied to the ring by Cyris King and Andreas Bergfalk???.From Queens, New York???.."The Fearless One" Steve Ramone!!!

As Steve sings along to the lyrics before they reach the ringside area where Cyrus and Andreas enter the ring first followed by Steve, they pose for the crowd before they turn to the ramp in anticipation for Steve's opponent.

Justin: And his opponent???

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 seven figures make it down to the ringside area. As the music picks up, one of the figures pulls his hood back, yanking his mask off to reveal Tim Staggs.

Justin: From Las Vegas, Nevada???.Tim Staggs!!!

He jumps onto the ring apron, focused as he steps through the ropes. He paces back and forth, and the lights turn up some as he looks up. He then removes his jacket and tears away his black pants to reveal his wrestling outfit. He jogs backward and rests in one of the far corners, sinking down to a seated position as he contemplates. As he stands back up Cyrus and Andreas leave the ring.

DING! DING! DING!

Adams: And here we go!

Tim and Steve stare each other down in the center of the ring for a moment before Steve strikes first, slapping the youngest member of the Staggs wrestling family right across the face. Tim doesn't take kind to the show of disrespect at all as he retaliates with a palm to the right side of Steve's face. Almost immediately, the two begin to brawl. Steve overcomes his height disadvantage rather quickly as he takes the upper hand almost immediately. He fights the younger but taller Staggs back into the corner and then lands a hard boot to the stomach of Staggs. He grabs Tim as he bends over and then hits him with a hard DDT, slamming his face right into the mat. He goes for the quick cover and Jasmine St. John drops down for the count.

One!

Two!

Simone: And Staggs kicks out!

Steve continues the onslaught by grabbing Tim Staggs by his bright red hair and landing hard punch after hard punch into his face. After about twelve or thirteen blows Steve hops up to his feet and parades around the ring, throwing his arms up into the air in adulation of himself and the entire Osaka crowd boos him.

Adams: I'm pretty sure the only people cheering for Steve are Cyrus and Andreas.

Simone: That would be correct, Jason.

Steve goes back to work on Staggs, picking him up and lifting him over his head in a snap vertical suplex that lets out a thunderous ring through the arena. He hops up again and in impressive fashion, flips over and lands a standing moonsault. The crowd pops a bit for Steve's athleticism as Jasmine St. John goes down for another count.

One!

Two!

Tim Staggs throws his arms up in the air, breaking the three count and Steve Ramone looks annoyed. St. John throws up two fingers in the air and the action continues. Ramone once again peels Staggs up off of the mat. This time he hurls him in to the rope son the other side of the six-sided ring. As Staggs comes back around, Steve looks to hit a hard clothesline but the young former ASW standout ducks the attempt and breezes by him. Staggs bounces off the ropes and comes back but Ramone drops to the mat, forcing Staggs to hop over him as he flies across the ring. Once more, Tim bounces off of the ropes and heads back toward the center of the ring where Ramone stands. Steve jumps up high into the air with an impressive leap frog but it wasn't high enough.

SLAM!

Adams: Wow!

Simone: As Steve jumped up, the much taller Staggs plucked him out of the air and executed a picture perfect powerbomb. Here's the cover, this one could be over in a hurry!

One!

Two!

Simone: No! Ramone got a shoulder up!

Steve managed to kick out but the impressive move looks like it has at least winded the cagey ring veteran. Staggs rolls to his feet and begins to drop some boots on to the mid-section of his opponent. He picks him up off of the canvas and sends him flying, hurling him into the corner. He follows it up with a hard corner splash and then pulls him out, twisting him into a neck breaker and going for the immediate pin.

Simone: Tim Staggs is starting to look like a veteran, Jason.

One!

Two!

Ramone throws a shoulder up and now it is Staggs who starts to look frustrated. He picks Steve up again and goes to whip him into the ropes but Steve reverses. He sends Staggs flying into the ropes and as soon as Tim bounces off of them, he lands a hard drop kick right into his face that sends him toppling over the top rope and down to the cement floor. He goes to follow him down to ringside but Jasmine St. John steps in his way. She pushes the "Fearless One" back but while her back his turned, Cyrus and Andreas show Tim their appreciation of him being there by stomping the living hell out of him. The pick him up and dump him onto the apron and then finally roll him under the bottom rope.

Adams: Come on, that isn't fair.

Simone: Would you expect anything less from Steve and his cronies?

Back in the ring, Steve waits patiently for Tim to get to his feet. As he does, Steve lurches in and???

SMACK!

Adams: FEARLESS SHOT!!!

Steve lands his patented superkick right on to the chin of Tim Staggs but instead of capitalizing, he once again parades around the ring showing off his insanely huge ego. He waits a few moments and then calls for his finish.

Simone: It looks like he's finally remembered he's got a chance to win a match, Jason.

Steve brushed past Jasmine St. John and then lands a soft boot to the face of Tim Staggs who is still out cold, lying on his back. He climbs to the top rope and then screams out to the Japanese audience.

Ramone: WHAT'S FEAR!!!???!!???

He flips into the air, twisting and turning into a Corkscrew 630, looking to land his finishing move ???What Fear?'. As he comes at the last second, Staggs throws his knees up in Ramone crushes his ribs right on them. Staggs jumps to his feet and as Steve hobbles to his knees, he lands a hard kick to the side of his head, knocking him down to the mat. He goes for the cover.

Adams: This has to be over now.

One!

Two!

Simone: No! Steve kicks out!

Adams: Tim can't believe it! I can't believe it!

Tim shows his frustration and starts to yell at Jasmine St. John. She gives him a hard warning and he gives up, turning around back toward Steve. As Ramone gets to his feet, Tim grabs him from behind and lift him up into a crushing German Suplex. Before Steve can get a breath, Tim rolls into a second German, followed by a third which leaves the veteran Ramone out on his back.

Simone: What an impressive show of strength by Staggs.

Tim goes for a cover but as he does, he sees Cyrus jump up on to the apron. Fed up with their shenanigans, Tim jumps to his feet and walks over toward where he is standing. They start shouting at each other but before anything can escalate, Jasmine gets between them and backs Staggs off. She orders Cyrus and Andreas to head to the locker room, which draws a loud pop from the audience. But as Staggs turns around, Ramone is waiting for him. He goes to land another one of his FEARLESS SHOT superkicks but this time Staggs ducks out of the way. He lands a hard kick to Steve's gut and then shoves him down the mat. He cross his legs and then left him into a high arching Scorpion Cross Lock.

Simone: UNTITLED NUMBER TWO!!!!!

Tim locks on the hold tight and Steve tries to squirm out of it. Jasmine drops down to the mat just in time to see Steve feverishly tap his hand.

DING! DING! DING!

Justin: Here is your winner???.Tim Staggs!!!

As the bell rings, Tim Staggs stands up, puffing his chest out. "The Nobodies" by Marilyn Manson plays over the speakers as the fans surprisingly cheer for the youngster. Tim looks around, nodding his head in approval. He allows the referee to raise his arm in victory, throwing his other arm in the air for show. The fans cheer even louder for him. However, before Tim can get too far into his celebration, the lights go out, causing a hum to come over the audience.

Simone: Hmmm, I wonder who could be behind this? Note the sarcasm in my voice...

Adams: I don't know, but I really wish they wouldn't do that... It's a well known fact that I hate the dark...

Thankfully, Jason doesn't hae to wait too long before the lights pop back on. Knowing what this means, Tim is on the defensive, standing in a textbook fighting stance. However, he does not expect anyone to be standing behind him. Joshua Acquin has a sick smile on his face as the fans all shout out for Tim to look out. Tim looks from side to side, trying to figure out what the fans are telling him. When he finally gets it, it's just a few seconds too late as Joshua Acquin is behind Tim with a baseball bat in his hand. He cracks Tim across the ribs with it, much to the dismay of the fans. Tim falls to one knee, clutching at hsi ribs. Acquin uses the bat to push Tim's chin up to look into his eyes. Tim goes to swing, but Acquin is too quick. He cracks Tim across the face, busting his nose open in the process. Acquin pulls something out of his jeans pocket.

Simone: Is that a taser? Jesus, that's sick!

Adams: I know Acquin said he was coming after Tim, but this is insane.

Acquin charges it up, causing a blue crackle of electricity to spark off of the tip. He waits for Tim to slowly get back up. However, before he can do anything, The Nobodies come charging down the ramp, sliding into the ring in full force. A few masked members come in through the crowd, surrounding Acquin and Tim. Acquin looks around as if he knows his number is up. However, instead of backing down, he smiles a sinister smirk, showing off the taser. He catches Tim in the ribs with it, causing a loud groan of agony to escape Tim's lips. Connor Murphy comes charging in to make the save, but Acquin ducks him, rolling to the outside of the ring. He holds the taser up in the air as the Nobodies lean over the ropes, trying to goad him back inside. A few loud pops come from the taser as Acquin simply laughs. He lowers it, pointing it directly at Tim, signifying that this is far from over. He walks toward the ramp while never turning his back on the ring. Connor and Alexis help Tim up to his feet while shouting obscenities at Acquin, who celebrates at "Nightmare" by Avenged Sevenfold plays over the speakers.

Simone: Tim Staggs might not be my favorite roster member, but that was a disgusting display by Joshua Acquin

Adams: After Sri Lanka, I'd say Tim still got off pretty easily, but it is still sickening nonetheless!

After her loss Amanda is seen as she walks around backstage. As usually she's dressed in a really skimpy and sexy outfit and is on her way to an interview. In some way she is happy that she hasn't met Vero after her match, especially as there has always been trouble between the two. Now as she just goes into the direction of the interviewing area, she sees a familiar person standing there. It's Angelica and Mandy roles her . That's even as bad as Veronica.

Amanda Cortez: "Damn, not you .... Just go away and leave me alone. I'm really not in the mood to waste my time with morons like you."

Then she tries to shove Angelica to the side, but she stops her. So Mandy glares at her.

Amanda Cortez: "Stay away from me and fuck off ..."

Angelica, soon looks shocked but tries to speak in her normal tone.

Angelica" Look, I don't want to fight with you I like you. I know Veronica has been well Veronica, but listen I am close to having my witts end with her as well, I mean you know how hard it is being her manager? I mean her ego is huge, in fact I see you as the future Bombshells Champion, you need someone in your corner I mean let's talk about it not hear though maybe the old locker room? "

Not sure what to think about it, Amanda shrugs. She's not really interested, but to be polite to say no.

Amanda Cortez:"Ok, I'm still not sure whether this is a good idea, but why not?"

The petite redhead shrugs again, but after hesitating for a month ment, she follows Angelica.

Amanda Cortez:"But we must hurry up, I don't have all day ..."

Angelica shrugged her slender shoulders as they walk towards the old locker room. She texted something quick, before putting her phone back down into her purse, as she says in her slightly sweeter than normal tone.

Angelica: " Oh, I understand trust me you're busy with interviews, and what not. I get that being one of the biggest bombshell stars makes you busy, so I get that you don't have time to talk with me much, but I just need to show you their is no hard feelings between me and you.

Angelica nodded, as Angelica opened the door to the old Mean Girl's locker room the sign that had once adorned it was down, in fact no sign was currently on the locker room. Angelica let in Amanda first, before closing the door, and sneakily locking the door behind them. As Angelica said.

Angelica: Well I mean I was thinking about it I mean you could be a bigger star than any other, if marketed right I mean so far, people all know your name and what not. But, think about it you could be bigger and better than Delia was, or Mikah is. Just, you need the right friend to help you and well I am that friend.

Amanda still isn't convinced, but she can't do much now. So she listens to Angelica and then she lights a cigarette.

Amanda Cortez: "Ok, no need kiss my ass. Just tell me what you want or I'm gone here ..."

For a moment she thinks about leaving right now, but she still is curious and so she stands there, her hands on her hips and glares at Angelica.

Angelica shakes her head, before flicking her hair a bit. As she soon says in her normal tone.

Angelica: Well, the thing I am not kissing your ass what I want is to be your manager I mean would you not like this whole locker room? Its lavish in here right? Or your face on the posters? I mean I got a gift just from me to you think of it a a friendship gift.

Before Amanda, could speak someone wraps a diamond necklace around her neck it is none other than Veronica Taylor, who had an evil sick smirk on her face. As Amanda tries to fight, Angelica begins to giggle in a bitchy tone a she says.

Angelica:" Oh god you are so stupid! I mean, look at you think I would ever manage a troll face like you? Like, this is the future women's champion standing behind you, you on the other hand well you're getting your Mean Girls exit prize."

Amanda tries to speak, however, Veronica tightens her grip as the cggurate falls out of her hand and onto the floor still lit. As Angelica picks it up smirking as Amanda is still trying to fight but the life was slowly going out of her body. however she does manage to nail Veronica, with a couple of elbows, as she tries to escape however Angelica delivers a hard kick to the midsection as Veronica, once again wraps the necklace around her neck, before hitting the heartbreaker in the locker room as she stands up she kneels down grabbing the head of Amanda was in pain as she speaks.

Veronica Taylor: " You think it's cute to try and embarrass me on social media? Do you troll? Well let's say I don't like it that much, Angelica does not appreciate it either I mean do you know who you are dealing with right now?"

Still holding her stomach Amanda moans in pain. Some tears are running down her cheeks and she tries to get up, but she can't.

Amanda Cortez:"Fuck ...yes ...I know with whom I'm dealing. I'm dealing with SCW's worst loser and most disgusting bitch. No ...wait ...I'd even say slut ..."

Eventually she manages it to turn her head and spits out into Veronica's direction.

Amanda Cortez: "And before you kill me ...one more thing. You will never get this fucking title ...."

As the spit lands on Veronica's outfit she shrieks loudly before slamming Amanda's head hard into the ground a few times, her latina fury has just unleashed itself. As, Amanda soon was helpless as Angelica tapped her shoulder handing her the cigarette as Veronica looked at it disgusted, before looking down at Amanda an evil smirk grew on her face as she took it and rub it onto the forehead of Amanda, who shrieked loudly as Angelica, and Veronica giggle in a bitchy manner as Veronica says.

Veronica Taylor: No you're dealing with the bitch who runs this place. You filthy disgusted whore! I am Veronica Taylor, without me you would be nothing more than a street walker you understand me?! In fact I am going to have to cover that burn mark to add to it so you're getting a free Mean Girls makeover.

Soon enough Angelica does a hard kick right to the head knocking out Amanda, Veronica soon stood up hugged her bestie and they gave each other kisses on the cheek. As they take out some make up before Veronica picks her up and in bright pink lipstick writes Freak on her forehead and doing a third grade level make up job drawing all over Amanda's face as Angelica took out her phone and took a few pictures with Veronica posing with her victim. After a few pictures she drops her as Veronica and Angelica look down blow a pair of kisses as Veronica says in a bitchy tone.

Veronica Taylor: I am so sorry bout it hunty, but you're not going to even make it to the next show.

The Mean Girls soon exit the old locker room as they unlock the door and exit as they exit they smile at the door, before putting the old Mean Girl's sign back up. As they look at the camera waving them off, as the scene fades to black with their statement made.

Simone: Fans, many of the Superstars ad Bombshells of SCW took the time out of their week to take advantage of being in Osaka. They did some touring, sampled the locale food, and just generally had a great time.

Adams: Except for when the Surf Boys pointed out that you never see strays in neighborhoods with buffet restaurants...

Simone: We really don't need to hear those type of asinine assumptions.

Adams: It reeeeeally makes you wonder.

Simone: No, it doesn't!

Belinda turns back to the camera, huffing. Behind her, Jason mimics eating something then wraps his hands around his throat in a gagging gesture. Belinda turns back quickly to confront him but he feigns innocence.

Simone: Anyway... the cameras were there with some of our Superstars to see what they did during their free time in Osaka, and some of them was none other than the Seven Deadly Sins...

Adams: Despayre Does Osaka! Oh this oughta be good!

VIDEO FEED PLAYS...

The camera opens up at the front courtyard entrance of ....

Rage: Universal Studios Japan? Really?

Phil: What? What's wrong with coming here?

Rage: Who the hell's idea was it to come here!?

Gabriel: Who's do you think baldy?

Rage growls audibly at the repeated use of his least favorite of nicknames, and Gabriel smirks and points his finger aside. The camera swerves around to spot Despayre standing beside Synn and with Angel perched on his shoulders piggy-back style, all the better to see. Despayre smiles brightly at his buddies and waves 'hello'.

Rage: Despy, we're in Osaka! We could have gone ANYWHERE to tour!

Despayre: Yes we could have!

Rage: We could have visited the Sumiyoshi-taisha Shrine.

Despayre: Yes we could have.

Rage: Or seen Osaka Castle.

Despayre: That would have been nice.

Phil: There's that Kaiyukan Aquarium.

Despayre: There's an AQUARIUM!?

Rage growls through clenched teeth at his brother.

Rage: Shut UP Phil!

Gabriel chuckles as Rage shakes his head and turns back to Despayre who is practically doing the "pee pee dance" in his excitement to go exploring.

Rage: We could have gone to this in California!

Despayre: We could not!

Rage: Oh yeah? Give me one good reason why not!

Despayre rolls his eyes as if Rage just said the single most ludicrous statement in the history of the English language.

Despayre: Uh, hello! Because this is Universal Studios JAPAN?

Rage is prepared for a rebuttal, but stops short at the words the little guy just uttered. Despayre turns around and happily skips off to explore, with Synn hurrying along after him. Gabriel passes by Rage, clapping a hand on his shoulder.

Gabriel: He's got ya there Baldy!

Rocky Mountains knocks on the door and waits for Kain to answer. He does so, but as the fans cheer him, he's clearly not in the mood to be speaking. He's about to walk past her, with Ariel trailing behind him, when Rocky asks him a question.

Rocky: Kain, wait! I just need an answer to one question...

Rocky's voice is silenced by the look that Kain gave her - one of rage. Ariel puts her hand in front of her husband and nods for him to leave. He nods back, then turns around and walks away as Ariel stands in front of the woman with an icy look of her own. Rocky trembles as Ariel speaks.

Ariel: I know what you are about to ask. Kain is not in the mood for an interview with anyone tonight. In fact, tonight is the night that he finishes the battle with Sean and gains the World Heavyweight Championship for the first time in his career. He has prepared himself for this moment as best as he can and he's not allowing Sean Jackson to get any with any more cunning tricks or horrible lies around here. Sean Jackson's time as the World Heavyweight Champion ends here and now, Rocky. Kain may be taken surprise when he finds out who the special guest referee he, but believe me when I tell you, Rocky, nothing in the world will shock him at this point. He's ready to go and he's about to turn loose, becoming the monster that I feared him to be. This time, I'm letting it happen, because he NEEDS this. Sean Jackson doesn't have a prayer in the world to get him by Kain this time. My confidant, my soul mate, my best friend means EVERYTHING to me and I want him to be happy with something that he's been wanting since childhood and no matter how many times Sean can pull away the dream from him, Kain is not going to stop until it happens! So you do me a favor, bitch, and get out of my way! You understand me?

Rocky responds with a nod and Ariel gives her one last glance before she turns around and disappears around the corner. Rocky sighs and lets herself cool down, rubbing the sweat away from her forehead as the scene returns to the ring and the commentators.

Simone: The Bombshell Division has always been one of SCW's main draws and coming up next we will see a Triple Threat Match between three of the hottest Bombshells on the roster.

Adams: And not just in the looks department either as Lucy Serephina of the Angel Clan takes on our resident nurse Cynthia Warren and former Mean Girl Veronica Taylor.

Simone: Lucy is one of few Bombshells who can claim that they have more wins than losses but we'll see if that streak continues, let's take it to Justin!

Justin: The following Triple Threat Match is a Bombshell Contest scheduled for one fall!

"Assassin" by: Muse starts to play as soon as the chorus hits Lucy jumps out from the stage and tosses her cloak off. Lucy looks around and starts to swiftly move down the ramp.

Justin: Introducing first, from Moscow, Russia she is the "Wisdom Angel" Lucy Serephina!

Lucy jumps onto the stairs and climbs over the turnbuckle. She flips herself in and goes to the centre. She screams loudly and gets ready to fight.

Simone: Lucy has been nothing short of impressive since her debut but tonight may prove to be one of her toughest challenges yet!

Adams: Well Cynthia did pin her tag team partner Melanie Gabriel two months ago so she might want to avenge that.

Justin: And her opponents!

"Get Well Soon" by Reggie & The Full Effect blasts all over the speakers. As it does the beautiful Cindy Warren emerges from the back accompanied by her husband James. She smiles as she is wearing a stethoscope around her neck.

Justin: First, from Charlotte, North Carolina, she is "The Nurse" Cynthia Warren!

She holds the end to the crowd to check the life of the crowd and they welcome her with loud cheers. She grins as she stretches her arms out and slaps the hands of the people cheering her on. She slides into the ring and slowly rises to her feet. She proudly raises her hands in the air and waits for her opponent to come out.

Simone: Cynthia hasn't had a lot of success in SCW but she does hope to fix that with this match.

Adams: Unfortunately for her Veronica and Lucy have different ideas.

It aint that easy, it aint that easy
it aint that easy, but it aint so hard
It aint that easy, it aint that easy
it aint that easy, but it aint so hard

Justin: And, from Los Angeles, California Veronica Taylor!

Hopin' out the Maserati
All I see is paparazzi
Snapping pictures for the
Front cover of a magazine
So I pose in everything I wear
Love to make the people stare
Always centre of attention
Lookin' so bootylicious

Simone: Veronica isn't exactly the most popular Bombshell on the roster.

Adams: She wasn't exactly that popular before she joined the Mean Girls.

Veronica hands her compact mirror off to a stage hand whilst Holly Wood tries to call the three Bombshells to the centre of the ring to explain the rules to them, however neither of the three Bombshells seem that interested in what she has to say as Veronica is watching the stage hand like a hawk and Lucy and Cynthia seem to be discussing something, we quickly find out what they were discussing as Lucy and Cynthia pounce on Veronica whilst her back is turned prompting Holly to call for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Adams: That's a cheap shot!

Simone: Yeah because Veronica never participated in any sneak attacks whilst she was in the Mean Girls!

The two Bombshells stomp away at Veronica whilst Holly, unsuccessfully, tries to get them to back off, after a few minutes of stomping Cynthia suddenly rolls Veronica onto her back and goes for the first cover of the match 1???..and it doesn't even reach a two count before Lucy breaks up the pin attempt.

Simone: That alliance didn't last long.

Adams: They are opponents after all!

Lucy and Cynthia start brawling with each other whilst Veronica uses the opportunity to catch a breath and come up with a plan for the match, Veronica eventually rolls out of the ring but neither Cynthia nor Lucy notice this as Lucy hits Cynthia with a Snap Suplex before going for a cover of her own 1???.2???..and Cynthia kicks out.

Simone: We all saw how resilient Cynthia is during her match against Melanie Gabriel, it'll take a lot more than that to pin Cynthia.

Adams: But it's like I said last week, it does force Cynthia to exert energy.

Lucy is the first one on her feet and quickly notices Veronica on the outside, getting an idea she bounces up and down whilst she waits for Veronica to turn around and when the former Mean Girl does she bounces off the ropes and nails her with a Suicide Dive that brings the fans to their feet at ringside.

Simone: I guess we now know for certain why she's called the Wisdom Angel!

Adams: It won't matter much unless Lucy can get Veronica back in the ring.

Lucy poses for the crowd at ringside as she picks Veronica up whilst she fails to notice that Cynthia is not only back on her feet but is climbing the top rope, Veronica does notice this however and shoves Lucy into the path of Cynthia's cross body off the top rope and to the floor which hits Lucy but Veronica manages to avoid it.

Simone: Great move by Cynthia and quick thinking by Veronica.

Adams: And now she has her opponents right where she wants them!

Cynthia gets to her feet but Veronica nails her with a clothesline sending her back down, without a second thought Veronica picks up Lucy and rolls the Russian Bombshell back into the ring where she follows her in and goes for a cover 1???..2???.and Lucy kicks out, Veronica argues with Holly over a slow count but when the former Mean Girl turned referee stands her ground Veronica shakes her head before locking in a Sleeper Hold on Lucy.

Simone: Veronica is firmly in control now.

Adams: Ever since the Mean Girls broke up she has been on a mission to prove that she doesn't need the Mean Girls and if her performance so far is any indication she's going a long way in that department.

Cynthia can be seen recovering on the outside whilst Veronica has the Sleeper Hold locked in tight on Lucy, Holly is in a perfect position to check on Lucy who seems to be on the verge of passing out from the Submission hold, after a few minutes Holly raises Lucy's hand once and it falls, Holly raises it again and it falls once again.

Simone: Isn't this usually the part where you start commenting on how this never works?

Adams: Christian told me that it was getting annoying.

Holly raises Lucy's arm a third time and on the third attempt Lucy springs to life and starts fighting out of the submission hold whilst Veronica tries to keep her grounded with neither Bombshell realizing that Cynthia is up on the apron waiting for a chance to strike, eventually Lucy is able to get to her feet and seems to be ready to brawl with Veronica only for the two Bombshells to be surprised by Cynthia hitting them both with a flying cross body!

Simone: What a move by Cynthia!

Adams: And now she's pinning both Bombshells!

1???.2???..and Lucy and Veronica kick out at the same time! Cynthia stares at Holly in disbelief but she shakes her head and maintains that her count was fair prompting Cynthia to come up with a different plan, however her opponents are up on their feet first prompting the three Bombshells to start brawling with each other.

Adams: Lucy, Cynthia and Veronica are having a three-way in the middle of the ring!

Simone: Err???..

Adams: BRAWL! THREE-WAY BRAWL!

Holly decides to just hang back and let the three Bombshells go at it in the middle of the ring rather than try to restore order in the match figuring that things will quiet down once either of the three Bombshells leave the ring, after a few minutes Lucy is backed up against the ropes by Veronica who then tries to Clothesline her over the top rope and to the floor only for Lucy to back drop her over the ropes.

Simone: Veronica is out of the ring!

Adams: Not quite, she's hanging onto the ropes for dear life!

Lucy doesn't spot this due to Cynthia spinning her around and going for her finisher known as The Check-Up, however Lucy is able to fight out of it with a couple of elbows to the head that stun Cynthia long enough for Lucy to hit her with her own Cradle DDT finisher!

Simone: Assassin's Night!

Adams: Lucy wins again!

However before Lucy can go for the pin Veronica sneaks back into the ring and dumps her over the top rope and to the floor before pinning Cynthia herself 1???.2???.3!!!!

Justin: Here's your winner, Veronica Taylor!

Simone: Veronica just stole a victory from Lucy!

Adams: A wins a win Belinda!

Veronica bails from the ring when she sees the angry look in Lucy's eyes and she celebrates up the ramp whilst Lucy screams swear words at her in English and Russian.

J2H walks through the backstage area, his eyes focused on a door with his name on. He puts his hand on the handle, when Pussy Willow calls out.

Pussy: J2H, can I have a word?

J2H: No, fuck off!

He opens the door to walk in but Pussy calls out to him

Pussy: But we found out earlier that you quit SCW in the week, so everyone is dying to know why you're here tonight and the match is going ahead.

He shrugs his shoulders, not looking at Pussy

J2H: Fuck 'em, let 'em die.

Pussy: But...

A growl comes from his throat.

J2H: If I answer your question, will you just go away?

Pussy: Ummm, sure.

J2H: It's simple. The reason I'm still here is because I don't lick people's asses enough to walk out of this company by making out I'm retiring, only to come back a little bit later when everyone has forgot. I'm here because I told them to shove SCW up their asses. You see, I don't brown nose like some to walk away scott free like so many do around here. They can take their ball and go home, but when I do it, I'm told to get right off the plane heading for home, and get right back on a plane to head to this place, if not, I'd be walking in to SCW lawyers ready to go to town on me for breach of contract. I don't remember seeing anything in my contract that states I must work with idiots! Hell, they should fire Despayre for making SCW an uncomfortable place to work, but nooooooo, they wanna take it out on me. You wanna play that game, I'm gonna play that game.

Pussy: How so?

J2H: Because I'm gonna go out there tonight and rip that title belt out of Despayre's hands, I am gonna kick out of anything he has to offer and take that title with me, and then I'm going to constantly rub it in the staff's face that by not letting me go, they have broke the heart of every SCW fan there is, because I will have the fan favorites title, and he won't be getting it back. Now, you done?

Pussy nods her head

J2H: Good, now I don't wanna be disturbed. I don't give a fuck if the building is falling down. I do not want anyone near me. The next time you see me, I will be walking down that ramp and breaking the heart of everyone around.... That's real talk bitches!

He storms in the room, slamming the door behind him, causing pussy to jump on impact. The camera fades back to ringside

VIDEO FEED PLAYS...

The shot is the gathered Sins looking up at the entrance of the attraction that had "their Despy" so dead set on visiting Universal Studios Japan...

Phil nods.

Phil: Okay. Now I get it...

The camera pans up...

The Wizarding World Of Harry Potter!

Despayre threw his arms up into the air and took off inside and the rest broke off into a fast pace, knowing there would be no calming Despy down at THIS particular attraction! Gabriel had bought his little brother the entire movie series as a present and he had quickly become enamored with the stories! Synn even purchased the young man the entire book series, and they caught him time and again, reading the stories to Angel. or, if you hear Despayre tell it, Angel reading them to him.

Several cut scenes follow of Despayre and the Sin's explorations in the magical world of Harry Potter...

The entire group was waylaid by Despayre to join him and Angel on the Harry Potter And the Forbidden Journey ride! And it was known well enough in their circle that whatever Despayre wanted -- Despayre got! They 'traveled' through the massive gates of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. They explored Dumbledore's office, the Defense Against the dark Arts class room and the Gryffindor Common room, before departing on the ride itself, 'sailing' over the skyline of Hogwarts and the Quidditch field...

They of COURSE dined at the Hog's Head Inn, sampling the best of foods offered to witches and wizards everywhere. Rage, Synn and Gabriel wanted to have some of the specially brewed draft beer the place offered, but Despayre insisted they just HAD to have the traditional magical "Butterbeer" all around...

And the shopping! Every place here in Diagon Alley that sold some form of souvenir, Despayre just HAD to make a purchase! From Zonko's Joke Shop to Honeydukes where Despayre bought an array of sweets, including a jumbo sized box of Bertie Bott's Every Flavor Beans which he dared his friends to each take one blindly...

Rage: Hm, lime.

Gabriel: I think this is card board!

Synn: I might be wrong but I think this one is... dirt.

Phil: I got blueberry. Ha!

Despayre gazed into the box of jelly beans and conferred with Angel.

Despayre: That one? Okay!

He hurriedly grabbed the one Angel indicated and took a bite...

Despayre: BLARGH! Ear wax!

And onto the other tourist trap establishments for those that loved this book and movie series! Despayre even bought his big brother Gabriel an appropriate "wizarding robe" from Gladrag's Wizard Wear because a magician like Gabriel just HAD to dress appropriately when in his own element!

The group's final stop as evening descended, and another trip for supper at the Hog's Head Inn, was, of course, Ollivander's - where very young witch and wizard could purchase their first wand! Despayre, and the rest, stood back and watched the display/performance as several "wands chose their wizards" at the counter, and then it was time for the tourists to be able to make their own purchases.

Synn: Joshua, do you really think you need any more souvenirs?

Despayre: I have to at least get a wand! That's the most important thing of all here!

By now most of those present in the Sins had their arms laden with shopping bags, courtesy of Despayre's little shopping excursions. He hopped over to the counter where he sat Angel down on the counter and the proprietor showed him one wand after another. Each one Despayre was handed, the little guy turned and waved it about but seemed disappointed when nothing happened.

Rage: Now what is he up to?

Phil: It's just part of the attraction. The wands are like remote controls here in the park. Aim them at the right attraction and something will happen. Like that fountain outside will turn on or off. Like that.

Having had it explained to them, the rest of them turn to watch as Despayre waves a crooked wand at the light and amazingly, it brightens, then fades to near darkness. Despayre's face immediately brightens.

Despayre: Hooray! This wand chose ME!

The proprietor spoke to him in Japanese and Despayre handed the wand to him to be boxed and wrapped up for purchase, when suddenly an entire shelf of boxes shot out off the unit they were on and toppled to the floor! The proprietor stood back up and uncovered himself with his arms and blinked as Despayre gazed down at the teddy bear with the wand laying across its paw.

Despayre: You show off!

Phil: How...?

Gabriel: Don't.

Rage: Sometimes it's better just not to ask.

Backstage Bruce Evans is walking through the halls of the Osaka Prefectural Gymnasium. He's opening doors left and right in search of the Internet Champion. He stops at a particular door and reads what's on the door. He smiles, rubs his hands together, and enters. The cameras do not. A lot of loud noises can be heard through the door such as a man screaming in pain, and things been thrown around. After a few seconds it gets silent in the room and the hand of the camera man can be seen reaching for the door knob. As he turns to enter, a bloody Bruce Evans is seen laid out across the floor. He's breathing very fast and hard and his shirt is wrapped around his neck. The camera man tries to pan around the room to see who could have done this, but gives up when he notices there's no one around. He begins to yell out for help.

Cameraman We need help! Someone call the paramedics!!!

The room is quickly filled with S.C.W. staff members and a doctor as well. The doctor gets on one knee to check on Evans. He looks up at the camera man with a look of concern as Bruce now looks to be unconscious.

Doctor: What happened? Who did this?

Cameraman I don't know, I didn't catch it! All I heard was a bunch of noises.

Doctor: Well we need to get him to the hospital immediately! The ambulance should be on it's way...

As the doctor continues to try and wake Bruce up, the cameras pan around the room showing the look of concern on the faces of everyone in there before cutting out with a shot of a pair of eyes peeking through the holes in one of the lockers.

Justin: The following singles contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the SCW World Tag Team Championships!

Just as we are expecting one of the scheduled tag teams to make their entrance, our cameras cut backstage where we see Casey Williams backstage near the gorilla position, ready to go to the ring to scout the tag team championship match between the Surf Boys and Danger Zone, both teams Casey has history with, more recently with Danger Zone. 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 cheer 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"

Simone: What the hell is this?!

Adams: I don't know, but I don't recall seeing Casey Williams on tonight's card.

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: Okay, well, ladies and gentlemen please welcome, 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"

Adams: I'm really confused, I think Casey is too.

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 cheering 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 cheering fans of Japan, even heels get cheered heavily here, it's great. Casey raises his arms as the fans get louder and motions for a microphone.

Casey Williams: Danger Zone, you guys think you are so smart with the cheating for Ethan to gain the pinfall victory over me last week? Huh? Well, J2H and I showed you that when you fuck with people, people are going to fight back. Mark, Christian and Erik can try all they want to keep J2H and myself from hurting you guys, but rest assured, you will get your comeuppance by me and by J2H. Ethan, you needed backup to beat me. I, unlike you, can fight my own battles. J2H just wanted to make sure I wasn???t fighting alone, that it was a fair fight. You think last week was a test. You ain't seen nothing yet, you dumb sons of bitches. When J2H and I get finished with you, you guys will regret having cheated me out of that match last week, I GUARANTEE it.

Casey cackles as he drops the microphone, hopping out of the ring and making his way towards the announce table. He grabs a headset, and begins to sit down next to Adams.

Adams: Uh, okay, it looks like Casey is joining us for commentary on this one....

Casey Williams: You are damn right, I am going to make sure that Danger Zone doesn't get ANOTHER cheating victory like they did against me last week. I had that match in the bag and then, bam, they screw me.

Surfer Boys start to play and the Surf Boys, Narly and Radical appear dressed in Bermuda shorts, sandals and holding surfboards under their arms. They turn around high fiving each other. They walk to the ring high fiving the fans and when they get to the ring, throw the boards under the ropes and climbs in as the fans cheer. The put their boards in middle of the ring and jump on them "ring surfing" as the fans cheer.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, in the ring, the challengers, Narly and Radical, the Surf Boys!!

The lights dim, getting pretty dark in the arena but still enough light to view the stage and ring. Blue neon lights flash around the arena rapidly. As soon as white smoke begins to cover the top of the entrance stage "Danger Zone" by Kenny Loggins bursts over the P.A. system. After a few seconds Andrew Watts comes running through the smoke, stopping when he is clear of the smoke and raising his arms in the air, the AOWF Legacy Title around his waist. He turns around looking towards the smoke. Ethan Alexander comes walking out of the smoke, slowly with a determined look on his face, and his SCW World Tag Team Championship on his shoulder. He stands next to Watts, the two of them staring towards the ring but still standing at the top of the entrance ramp, not moving as they stare towards the ring. The smoke clears and Desiree Parker comes walking from the backstage area, holding Andrew Watts' SCW World Tag Team Championship on her shoulder. She walks between the two superstars and gets a few feet in front of them, they begin to follow her. Halfway down the ramp they stop. Desiree turns around, running her hand down the chest of Watts as Alexander raises his left arm into the air.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, making their way to the ring from Danger City, at a combined weight of 479 pounds! Being accompanied to the ring by Desiree Parker, they are the SCW World Tag Team Champions! The REJECT, Andrew Watts... The Rebel, Ethan Alexander... Danger Zone!

Desiree turns around as she makes her way down the ramp, leading the two superstars towards the ring. Desiree climbs up the ramp and walks onto the apron. She stands in the center of the apron with her legs spread open as Andrew Watts runs and slides right between her legs and into the ring. Desiree follows as she enters the ring as well, and Alexander hops up onto the apron, jumping over the top rope. The two men stand in the center of the ring. Doing the Danger Zone signal(KLIQ sign) Desiree stands a few feet away and then throwing her arms in the air as a pyro of white and blue fireworks explode behind the two superstars, shooting up into the air over and over. The fireworks come to an end as Watts slaps Alexander's hand for good luck, Watts tosses his AOWF Legacy title to Desiree as Desiree tosses him the SCW World Tag Team Championships. Desiree smirks and exits to ringside as the lights go back to normal and Ethan hands his title to Jacob Summers. Summers goes to take the one from Watts but he looks at Casey, holding his Championship in the air, pointing at his belt and then at himself while staring at Casey. Watts then hands the belt to Summers.

Casey Williams: Yeah, ENJOY IT WATTS! It's going to be around MY waist soon!

Simone: That will be a tough one, Danger Zone seem dominant!

Adams: Yeah, they seem like the Tag Team Champions we hav been searching for!

Casey Williams: Until they face J2H and myself, then they will just be the FORMER Tag Team Chumps...

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The bell sounds as Ethan stays in the ring with Narly! Narly and Ethan move in towards each other as Narly goes for a lock up but Ethan quickly hits him with a kick to the gut! Narly bends over in pain quickly as Ethan then grabs Narly by the head and hits him with a huge "American" uppercut! Narly hits the canvas, bouncing up to his feet, holding his nose as Ethan sends him straight back down with a clothesline! Ethan grabs Narly by the hair, whipping him across the ring as he runs with him. Narly hits the turnbuckle and Ethan hits Narly with a huge splash! Narly is dazed as he staggers towards the center of the ring and Ethan runs up behind him hitting him with a huge dropkick to the back!

Simone: Wow! Ethan looking really good here tonight!

Casey Williams: They are facing a bunch of chumps, what do you expect?

Adams: These CHUMPS are former Champions actually...

Ethan walks over to Narly, grabbing him by the hair and lifting him to his feet. Ethan hits a knee to the gut of Narly and then tosses him into the turnbuckle where Ethan hits him with a big thigh to the gut! Ethan then whips Narly across the ring, running with him and looking for a clothesline but Narly moves out of the way! Ethan hits chest first off of the turnbuckle and Narly runs towards the ropes, bouncing off as Ethan staggers to the center of the ring. Narly jumps for a crossbody but Ethan meets him in mid air with a huge dropkick to the stomach of Narly! Narly flies across the ring as the fans begin to cheer like crazy for the amazing display of athleticism by Ethan! Ethan crawls over to Narly, grabbing him, hitting a pretty cheap knee to the side of Narly's head as Jacob Summers warns Ethan to keep it clean, and Ethan then goes for a cover.

..1

..2

..Kickout by Narly!

Casey Williams: I would have ended this by now, Ethan sucks...

Adams: He did beat you last week though...

Casey Williams: Cheating isn't beating, it's cheating. I technically won that match via DQ.

Ethan shakes his head as he stands up. Narly is beginning to get to his feet and Ethan lets Narly crawl towards Radical, letting him tag his partner in. Ethan smirks as he tags in Andrew Watts! The crowd begins to cheer like crazy as Radical runs right at Ethan and hits him with a huge flying clothesline! Ethan hits the canvas and Watts pounces on top of Radical and hammers away with fists to the back of his head! Watts hits a knee to the gut of Radical and then Narly comes running at Watts, hitting him with a dropkick to the shoulder, knocking him off of Radical! Ethan stands up and hits a standing dropkick on Narly who flips over the top rope, but lands on his feet! Radical runs at Ethan who ducks a clothesline and slides under the ropes and onto the apron! He is about to hit a springboard move but right when he jumps up and his feet hit the top of the top rope (rope not turnbuckle), out of nowhere Andrew Watts hits a diving spear! Somehow getting amazing height as he spears Radical right off of the top rope and straight onto Narly as they all hit the ground hard!

Simone: I have never seen someone get speared while attempting a springboard move, is it even possible to jump that high?

Adams: Well Watts just did it so, only in Japan!

Fans: Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!

Ethan sees the competition and his partner all scattered outside of the ring, trying to stand up, on their knees, falling, staggering around. Ethan nods his head, taking advantage as he runs towards the opposite ropes, bouncing off of them, coming back and build speed as he jumps up, landing on the top rope (rope not turnbuckle) and hitting a HUGE shooting star press towards the group who has just made it to their feet! Ethan connects with everyone as all four competitors are scattered across the ground, outside of the ring! The fans are once again in awe!

Fans: Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit!

Casey Williams: That is always smart, take yourself out, good job Ethan, idiot.

Simone: I don't see a problem in going high-flying to try to damage your opponent...

Adams: The fans seem to love it...

..1

..2

..3

..4

..5

..6

..7

..8

Watts has made his way to his feet, he grabs Radical, rolling him into the ring...

..9

Watts slides in the ring just in time as he stands to his feet, as does Radical! Radical turns around and Watts runs at him hitting a huge clothesline on Radical, nearly flipping him in the center of the ring! Watts goes for the quick cover, Summers counts

..1

..2

..kickout by Radical at the two mark.

Meanwhile outside, Narly and Ethan are going at it! Narly backs Ethan up to the barricade with right hands. Narly takes a few steps back as he runs at Ethan who flips him right over the barricade and into the crowd! Narly is down in the crowd as Ethan hops up onto the announce table near the barricade. Ethan looks down at Casey, smirks at him confidently and then runs across the table, leaping over the barricade and hitting a huge senton right onto Narly as he got to his feet, the two go crashing into the crowd and likely both being nearly broken in half! What a display of high-flying action we are seeing tonight, especially from Ethan Alexander.

Casey Williams: Smart, Ethan just eliminated himself from the match...

Simone: Maybe, but he also eliminated Narly as well...

Adams: Watts is stalking Radical in the ring...

Watts is stalking Radical, that is exactly correct! Watts is waiting, Radical is about to get up. Watts in a push up position right behind him, slowly sliding to his feet behind Radical! Radical turns around as Watts leaps into the air, wrapping his arms around Radical and grabbing him around the neck, as he brings him crashing down into the canvas, face first with...

Simone: The Highlight!

Adams: Connects! And the cover...

..1

..2

..SMASH!

Simone: What the hell?!!

Adams: Wow, I didn't even notice he left the table??? what the hell?!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

The bell sounds as Casey Williams drives a steel chair straight into the lower back of Andrew Watts as Watts was about to win the match for his team, which would have completed their first Championship defense perfectly! Casey throws the chair aside as Watts rolls over onto his back in pain! Casey grabs Watts by the chest and shoulder, throwing him to his feet and hitting a kick straight to where the sun doesn't shine on Watts! Low blow to the max! Watts hunches over in pain as he holds himself and Casey delivers a devastating right hand to the forehead of Watts, sending him straight to the ground! Desiree slides into the ring to try to stop Casey, she slaps him hard across the face and he yells out as he grabs her by the hair, slapping her right back as the power of his slap sends her straight through the middle rope and out of the ring, this man has snapped!

Simone: He just hit a woman! Someone needs to stop this...

Adams: What a coward! He isn't done either!

Casey grabs Watts as he locks Watts into his finishing move, a dangerous submission that he calls the Dead Man's Handle! Watts can't do much to get out of it, the chair show, low blow, and cheap punch to the uncovered face of Watts had already done the job and now Casey was just adding insult to injury, sending a message to the SCW World Tag Team Champions!

Simone: The bell is sounding non stop, but I don't see any officials or backstage workers coming out here to stop this!

Adams: Watts is being put through excruciating pain right now! He can't do anything about it either!

Simone: That hold has been locked in for 20 seconds now, Watts is going to pass out!

Adams: Or be broken, this is a career ending move if it is locked in for too long!

Casey squeezes at it, applying more and more pressure on Watts who is starting to fade away! The fans are cheering for it, these Japanese fans love anything! Casey continues even though Jacob Summers is trying to break it up and the ring bell is going like crazy! Wait a second, Ethan Alexander slides into the ring holding a steel chair. He swings at Casey but as he swings Casey breaks the hold and barely gets out of the way! Ethan swings once more but Casey slides out of the ring and Ethan connects with the ring ropes! Casey quickly jogs up the entrance ramp as Ethan throws the steel chair over the top rope, towards Casey who dodges it and walks up the entrance ramp backwards, facing Ethan the whole time. Jacob Summers checks on Watts as Ethan stares down Casey who continues to walk up the ramp backwards.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, your winners via disqualification, and STILL the SCW World Tag Team Champions! Danger Zone!

Simone: Danger Zone may have won this match, by the interference from Casey, but the real question is, how injured is Watts?!

Adams: He honestly does not look to be in the best shape right now,a at all.

Desiree slides in the ring, a huge red mark on her cheek as she is holding the SCW World Tag Team Championships, as she hands one to Ethan and then kneels down by Watts, laying his Championship next to him as he rolls over onto his side and coughs a few times. Desiree runs her hand down Watts' face as Ethan continues to stare down Casey who has stopped at the end of the ramp. Ethan lifts his SCW World Tag Team Championship towards Casey, just as Watts did to him pre-match. Casey nods his head, and rubs his hands along his waist, as if to say that the belt will be his soon. Ethan shakes his head as he throws the Championship over his shoulder, slapping the center plate of the belt and turning around as he looks down at Watts, and then back at Casey.

Simone: There is a lot of bad blood starting here, I feel that we are going to see these men going at it for a few more weeks to come...

Adams: If I know Watts, he is going to want revenge??? especially when he finds out that Casey smacked Desiree...

Simone: I can't wait to see that no good Casey Williams get what he deserves, again.

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In the backstage area of the Osaka Prefectural Gymnasium, Synn can be seen huddled close to where his son, the current SCW Internet Champion Despayre, is sitting on the edge of a table, fixated on smoothing Angel's kimono just so.

Synn: I'm just trying to tell you Joshua. That little joke you played on James was not appreciated.

Despayre: What joke? All I did was give him an upgrade on his room. And you know he didn't even send me and Angel a thank you card? Not even a fruit basket on our pillows at our room!

Synn: Joshua...

Despayre: he got to stay in a cool, ultra modern type hotel room. Angel and I had to stay in an every day hotel that anyone can be at!

Synn: Like the New Otani Hotel?

Despayre: Exactly! Bo-Ring!

He looks up at his father and huffs, shaking his head.

Despayre: Some people just can't show any appreciation for a good will gesture.

He sets Angel over into Synn's waiting arms and picks up the Internet title belt and huffs a hot breath onto the center plate and grabs Synn's shirt to polish it...

Synn: Hey! I....

Miss Rocky Mountains: Excuse me?

Synn and Despayre look over to the approaching form of the buxom reporter, Miss Rocky Mountains. Despayre's cheeks take on a trace of pink hue, and he scoots back.

Despayre: You're not going to try and steal a smooch, are you?

Miss Rocky Mountains stops in her approach, but is all too used to Despayre's shy nature. Especially with the women who work for SCW. She reaches a hand forward and tweaks his nose.

Miss Rocky Mountains: well no, but if I were, you can hardly blame me, can you?

Despayre scrunches up his nose and shakes his head, sighing.

Despayre: This darn machismo of mine! So you promise you won't try?

Miss Rocky Mountains: I promise.

Despayre: Alright then!

Synn: Was there something you needed? Despayre here has a championship defense coming up that he's going to need to be focused on.

Despayre: Yeah! And I'm going to win! James is a fun guy but he can't have my belt!

Miss Rocky Mountains: Does this mean that you're more comfortable with having the Internet Championship around your waist?

Despayre: No. It just means I don't want anyone else to have it either!

Miss Rocky Mountains: I see. And you understand that J2H isn't the only one who wants to take that belt away from you. Blaque Hart Bruce Evans...

Synn nods.

Synn: Ah yes. I was wondering the true purpose behind this visit.

Miss Rocky Mountains: Well Blaque Hart returned last week and he had some very derogatory things to say about young Despayre here.

Despayre: Me? How come? What did I ever do to him?

Synn: Nothing Joshua. The man is just a delusional imbecile.

Despayre: Well what can you expect? He's Canadian.

Despayre shudders and makes comical face, until he looks at Angel and tugs at his collar.

Despayre: D'oh! Oh yeah. I forgot!

Miss Rocky Mountains: He even stated that the championship belt you currently hold belongs to him and...

Despayre: It does NOT! I won this fair and square! I even beat Kris hack for it!

Synn: Kris Halc.

Despayre: Yeah. That's what I said. And BESIDES ... Bruce lost the title to Kain! A long time ago!

Miss Rocky Mountains: Well in Blaque Hart's defense, he never did get his return match.

Despayre blinks.

Despayre: Well it's a little late for that now, isn't it? Kain isn't even the champion any more.

MR and Synn share a look, trying to decipher that form of Despayre Logic when the comely reporter opts to take a different avenue.

Miss Rocky Mountains: And as you might recall, Bruce Evans is also the one a few years ago that locked you in..

But before she can finish the statement, and behind Despayre's back, Synn makes a "cutting" motion, stopping her fast so as not to remind Despayre of the traumatic events of being locked inside of a coffin during a match. Miss Rocky Mountains clears her throat and looks back to Despayre who smiles.

Despayre: Look, Bruce can say whatever he wants about me. He's just jealous. Sticks and stones and all that.

Miss Rocky Mountains: Really? But he also said some very unkind things about Angel to.

Despayre's smile immediately falls at that bit of news.

Despayre: He did, huh?

Despayre turns and looks at his father.

Despayre: How close are we to Mount Fuji, exactly?

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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.

Simone: Oh great. What is SHE doing out here? And alone it seems.

Adams: Huh? Who is that?

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.

Adams: Oooh. The psycho bird that let her friends kick her arse. She reminds me of someone???

Simone: A male member of the Seven Deadly Sins perhaps?

Alexis 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 and strutting over to the opposite side of the ring. She snaps her fingers, demanding a microphone and Justin Decent hands her one, almost reluctantly. She rolls her eyes at him then turns and heads to the center of the ring, as her music dies down.

Alexis: So apparently I have to make what I have to say quick, because they seem to think I'm not worth your guys' time around here. They'll let anyone and everyone else yammer on for hours but I guess I'm not important enough.

Alexis lowers the microphone for a moment, receiving little to know reaction from the Japanese crowd, which goes to show something. She narrows her eyes and doesn't look very pleased at all.

Simone: I'm not sure this Japan crowd really likes her much Jason. What do you think? Jason? Jason wake up!

Adams: Huh?! What happened?! Oh???she's still in the ring?

Simone: She just got there!

After waiting for a minute or so to get some sort of reaction from the crowd, Alexis finally raises the microphone to speak again.

Alexis: Ok either I made a huge mistake in signing here in SCW or you people just don't understand English at all. Either way I don't give a shit because I'm still going to say what I need to say. I may be a Nobody, but I'm a Nobody that each and every one of those self-absorbed twits backstage better pay close attention to. I don't care if I'm not in any title scene right now or not exactly feuding with anybody, the fact is, I'm paying close attention to every little Barbie doll in the back, choosing just who will be my first target.

The crowd still remains very quiet, giving Alexis the time to speak. While she was annoyed by this just minutes ago, she takes full advantage as it allows her time to say what she needs to say. She turns and stares towards the backstage entrance and smiles.

Alexis: Maybe I'll just try and jolt right to the top and go after the blonde headed skank we have for a Bombshell Champion, Mikah? I mean, that's a way to get me noticed, right?

Finally a reaction from the crowd as Alexis, or perhaps the mention of Mikah, receives boos. She laughs and rolls her eyes.

Simone: This girl really needs to calm down a bit. She's only had one match and she's thinking of going after the Bombshell Championship?

Alexis: Or maybe I'll do everyone a favor and take out Roxi Johnson's crazy as annoying wife, Keira Fisher Johnson and take her title? How does that sound?

The crowd first cheers upon hearing Keira's name, but with Alexis' threats, they suddenly boo her and again, she smiles wickedly. She holds a finger up in the air and the crowd quiets down.

Alexis: Or depending on how the match with Amy Marshall and Roxi Johnson goes, maybe I can target one of them? I mean, I'm bound to get noticed at that point though, right?

Adams: With that attitude, highly unlikely. Someone needs to play the world's smallest violin for this girl.

The crowd has now started to have enough of Alexis and her still useless rant. She brings the microphone back to her lips to continue speaking, much to their displeasure.

Alexis: I can tell you one thing, though. Ain't no chance in hell of me going after The Fallen and those tag titles because I don't work well with other chicks and I'm liable to just beat the piss out of my own partner. To be honest, there ain't no guarantees that I'm even considering targeting one of your so called *air quotes* CHAMPIONS anyway. But that doesn't mean I ain't paying attention to every single one of them and haven't been for quite a while now.

Simone: Where the hell did Tim Staggs' find this girl? Her attitude, and grammar, is probably the worst I've ever witnessed.

Adams: Even worse than Veronica Taylor's?

Simone: Sadly, yes.

Alexis walks over to the ropes directly facing the backstage entrance and leans on them. She glares towards the back, thinking for a moment before she raises the microphone again.

Alexis: The fact is ladies, that I've got my eye on one of you in particular and every single one of you should be watching your back. Except of course The Fallen. Those two are the only ones that I will admit is safe. The rest of you bitches? Watch out, because you never know when I just might come after you with a little friend of mine???

Alexis then lowers her hand, letting a police baton slide out from the sleeve of her hoodie. She raises it up and waves it in the air with a wicked smile and raises the microphone to speak one last warning.

Alexis: This isn't just used for initiating new Nobodies into the family. It's also the perfect weapon to put you bitches on notice???Alexis Edwards is here and she's here to stay. Peace out skanks!

Alexis then drops the mic and steps through the ropes, jumping down to the ground. She grips the police baton in her hand and heads backstage to a mix reaction from the crowd, all while keeping a sick smile on her face.

Simone: Did that girl really just use the phrase "Peace out skanks"?

Adams: Boy we really need to get you those hearing aids Belinda!

Simone: And we really need to get you that brain transplant. Anyway, Alexis Edwards with some choice words for the entire Bombshell roster. Only time will tell who she has her sights set on!

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The scene opens backstage, where we see Amy walking with Jessie as they talk about the lumbejill match and the possible people who would help Amy and those who would help Roxi.

Jessie: "Crystal Hilton?"

Amy: "I don't know??? she is hot and cold with me."

As they round the corner, they encounter Roxi and Keira who appear to be talking, with Keira getting Roxi into the mood to kick Amy's ass. Amy looks at Jessie before whispering into her ear.

Amy: "Distract Keira for a few minutes, I have a plan."

Jessie nods and goes rushing in and grabs Keira and pulls her away, as Keira does a double take, wondering what Jessie is doing as she struggles and even lashes out with Jessie fighting back. During all this Roxi goes after them but hasn't noticed Amy sneaking up behind her.

Amy: "Hey Rox."

Amy grabs Roxi and drags her into the nearest room, where she closes the door and pins her up against the wall.

Amy: "Miss me?"

Amy asks with a grin.

Roxi: "Uh no."

Roxi shakes her head, as she looks at the door waiting and hoping for Keira to come busting in.

Amy: "Oh don't worry, I'm not going to hurt you. Just going to wish you good luck."

Amy leans licks Roxi's face, much to the displeasure of Roxi, as Amy then plants a kiss on Roxi.

Amy: "No more games."

Amy lets go of Roxi and turns to leave the room, as Amy looks around the corridor, as she see Jessie reappearing with a smile on her face and a slight bloody lip, as Amy quickly joins back with her and they quickly walk away. The scene quickly fades with Roxi coming out of the room, as Keira around the corner still a little confused in what happened.

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"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: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is for the Sin City Wrestling Internet Championship!

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. Williams 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. J2H and Williams reach the ring and J2H slides under the bottom rope while Williams 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.

Adams: Boy J2H sure does look determined, doesn't he?

Simone: It's his first championship opportunity since his return to Sin City Wrestling. J2H could head into Australia for Summer XXXTreme III with gold around his waist.

"Let's fake an answer for the curious
Let's fake it all for the fame
They'll think delivering was easy
Living the fairy tales and the lies, lies"

The pulsating beat of Orgy's "Opticon" begins to sound over the public address system of the arena. The fans turn their attention to the stage atop the entry ramp and their wait is soon rewarded. Accompanied by Synn, Despayre steps out onto the stage, holding his teddy bear, Angel, by the fuzzy arm in one hand, with Synn at his side and they are greeted enthusiastically with cheers.

Adams: Well! Check Despy out!

Indeed as Despayre is wearing a flowing, black and gold print kimono, with a Japanese Oni mask over his head. Despayre holds his teddy bear pal up for the fans, and is rewarded with cheers and chants of "Angel!" "Angel!". Around the teddy bear's own waist, is the Internet Championship belt, and the "trio" begin their descent towards the ring.

"Message from opticon
Blast from the fashion bomb
So helpless, guess what?
You're out of time
Message from opticon
Blast from the fashion bomb
So helpless, guess what?
You're out of time"

Synn climbs up onto the ring apron and holds the ropes open for Despayre to carefully climb through, then the father figure steps inside himself. Despayre holds Angel, and his title belt, up high over his head until Synn escorts him over to his respective corner for the introductions.

Justin: Introducing the challenger! From Beverly Hills, California, weighing 175 pounds ... J2H!

J2H steps to the center of the ring with his fist pumped in the air, as Casey Williams, and surprisingly, the fans applauding him. J2H looks slightly confused by his greeting as streamers rain down over him and he steps back to his corner.

Justin: His opponent is the current reigning and defending Sin City Wrestling Internet Champion! From Vancouver, British Columbia, weighing 168 pounds ... Despayre!

Despayre is greeting with much fanfare and streamers shoot around and over him from the fans. He passes Angel to Synn's hands and removes his mask. He takes a glance at it and jumps, then hurriedly passes it to Synn as well before removing his kimono.

Two young fans, each in the ring while the introductions were being made, separate and take the grand bouquets of roses to both champion and challenger to the applause of the fans.

Adams: I never understood this tradition. And I'm not just saying that because Mark thinks it's silly.

Jason turns and looks at the camera and waggles his eyebrows.

Simone: The tradition is about luck and respect. The presenting of the flowers is a gesture of good will.

Despayre hands his bouquet over to his father while J2H takes a quick whiff of his, then scrunches his face up and sneezes! Frowning, J2H turns and throws his bouquet out to the floor, and gets booed as a result.

Simone: Such a blatant show of disrespect!

Adams: Well look who we're talking about.

Drew Patton finishes checking J2H and then makes his way over and does the same for Despayre. Despayre then carefully removes the Internet belt from his teddy bear and passes it to Drew. Drew takes it over to J2H who pats it with his hands before the official holds the belt up, and the Japanese crowd applauds.

Simone: The Internet Championship is what this one is all about!

Drew passes the gold out to Justin as Synn and Casey take their leave from the ring. Drew ensures both wrestlers are ready and calls for the bell!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

J2H comes from out of his corner as Despayre, in his usual, energetic fashion, bounces around the ring in excitement. Despayre jumps over toward the challenger for a lock up but J2H cuts him off fast with a boot to the stomach that doubles the champion over, then follows it up with a heavy shot to the head that knocks Despayre down and draws Drew's ire for the illegal closed fist.

Simone: J2H making himself known and right from the very start.

J2H grabs Despayre by his long, black hair and hauls him back to his feet, only to knock him right back down with another shot to the head. Casey applauds his partner as J2H reaches down and drags Despayre up yet again, but this time Despayre drives both fists right straight forward and into J2H's midsection! Despayre then stomps on J2H's foot, kicks him in the shin, then head butts him right between the eyes before throwing his own right hand, knocking J2H to the canvas!

Adams: The Despy Special!

J2H quickly shakes it off and gets to his feet, only to have Despayre race across the ring and literally climb up onto his shoulders, then slide off and throw him over with a Cheerleader roll! J2H gets to his feet again and Despayre springs up onto his shoulders again and this time takes him over with a Bear'L roll! Despayre holds onto the position on the mat, turns J2H over and brings him over with a second Bear'L roll, then repeats the maneuver a third time. Despayre jumps off of J2H and as the challenger returns to his feet, Despayre jumps into his arms and takes him over with a cradle toss! J2H gets up and Despayre jumps into his arms for a second cradle toss takedown but this time J2H hangs on and instead deposits the champion outside and on the ring apron. J2H goes to throw a heavy forearm shot at him but Despayre blocks it, grabs his arms and flips backwards over the top rope, into the ring, and throws j2H over with a double arm drag! J2H slaps the canvas in frustration and literally charges at the champion but Despayre ducks his clothesline attempt, hangs onto his arm, and arm drags him over a second time! J2H immediately rolls out of the ring where he is met by Casey and the fuming challenger takes his frustrations out on the ringside area, kicking the railing and shouting at the crowd who seem to love it!

Adams: Wow! J2H isn't a very happy camper, is he?

Simone: I think all of those unorthodox moves by Despayre sort of threw him off. J2H is going to have to get his head on quickly if he wants to walk out of Osaka, having dethroned Despayre.

Drew calls for J2H to return to the ring and the challenger shouts back at the official, cuffing his elbow in a rude gesture and the referee opts instead too count against him as opposed to argue.

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And J2H quickly rolls back into the ring, breaking the count. He stands up, eyeing the champion with a critical stare and the two young men slowly begin to circle the perimeter of the squared circle, not once taking their eyes off of one another as they size each other up.

Simone: There's a great deal of tension between these two. you can feel it!

Adams: Well what do you expect? Seems Despy has been having a lot of fun lately with some practical jokes, and J2H has ben the target of the vast majority of them.

Simone: Maybe so but this match is no joking matter. It's about the Internet Championship.

Despayre and J2H stop their circling and pause, readying themselves when they lunge forward, locking up in a Greco-Roman tie up! Both men struggle, bracing their feet against the mat as they push forward, struggling for one to take the advantage over the other, when J2H switches tactics and encircles his arm around Despayre's neck, grabbing him into a side headlock. J2H applies the pressure but Despayre doesn't stay in the hold for long as he shoves J2H off and into the far ropes. J2H comes running off and collides with Despayre in a shoulder block, knocking Despayre down to his back!

Adams: Not very many people that J2H can do that to, is there?

J2H runs off of the ropes on the neutral side and Despayre jumps to his feet. J2H comes off of the ropes and Despayre leapfrogs up and over him. J2H again comes running off of the ropes but this time he runs right into a Japanese arm drag from Despayre!

Simone: Very nice timing there by Despayre!

Adams: And Locale Appropriate!

Despayre then gets up and rushes over to where J2H is returning to his feet but J2H fluidly sweeps his legs right out from under him and drops down on top of him in a fast cover!

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Despayre arches his back and slides right out from under J2H!

J2H looks around and Despayre leapfrogs up and over him, then drops down to the mat and uses his legs to roll a struggling J2H back and over into a sunset flip!

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J2H kicks out quickly as well!

Simone: Neither man is going to stay down easily in this one.

Before J2H can fully regain his footing, Despayre grabs him by the hand and twists his arm into an arm wringer and holds him at bay with a wrist lock. J2H winces as a jolt of pain goes right up his arm and to the shoulder as Despayre pumps the hold twice. J2H grits his teeth, then thinks quickly and counters, performing a cartwheel to break the hold and takes Despayre over in a fireman's carry takedown.

Adams: I would LOVE to know who the heck taught J2H that move!

Simone: Not just that move. Id love to meet the person who taught J2H to wrestle -- period!

J2H returns the favor from earlier, grabbing Despayre's hand and wringing his arm, twisting it into a painful position, but Despayre pulls him into him, also returning an earlier favor by snaring J2H into his own side headlock.

Simone: It's not very often that Despayre uses many holds like this.

Adams: Looks like he's trying a few new things now that he's finally against someone his own size.

Despayre keeps the hold held on tightly, squeezing J2H's head and neck for all he's worth, holding him at bay. J2H then attempts the same break as Despayre did from earlier in the contest. He sets his hands on Despayre's hips and backs him into the ropes before firing him off in an Irish whip, but a big handful of J2H's hair pulls him right back into the side headlock without ever having went into the ropes! The crowd laughs and applauds the tactic as J2H yells about the hair pull!

Adams: Ha ha ha! Oh that Despy!

The official confronts Despayre and questions him but Despayre puts on his best,"Who, me?" face.

Simone: In all fairness, Drew really should make Despayre break the hold.

Adams: Can't break what you can't see.

Simone: How could Drew have NOT seen that?

Adams: Simple! It's Drew.

J2H struggles and tries again to break the headlock by repeating the previous attempt. He goes to shoot Despayre off into the ropes, but like before, Despayre hangs on with a handful of hair and pulls the challenger right back into the side headlock, much to the amused delight of tee fans, and the scorn of J2H and Casey Williams! Drew again confronts Despayre about the hair pull, accusing him, and this time, Despayre actually nods, confirming it!

Adams: Ha! I don't think I've ever seen someone admit it before!

Drew demands a break but Despayre shakes his head, refusing, forcing a count.

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Despayre then releases the headlock and quickly ducks behind J2H in a hammerlock, then reaches down and pulls his leg out from under him and dives down, grabbing him right back into a side headlock on the mat.

Simone: Nice bit of chain wrestling here by Despayre.

Adams: Never knew the little nutter had it in him.

J2H struggles in the hold on the mat, fighting to get to a better positioning as Despayre makes sure to keep the hold secure. Putting an arm against Despayre's head, J2H forces his upper body further down and uses his legs to grab Despayre around the head in a head scissors, thus breaking the headlock.

Adams: J2H is no slouch when it comes to mat wrestling either. That was a pretty good counter.

Simone: Yes it was. Both of these young men have some fantastic wrestling abilities.

Now it's J2H who applies the pressure as he leans up and back on his arms, squeezing Despayre's head as tightly as he can! Despayre bucks and kicks but J2H's leg strength holds him tightly between his lower thighs and Despayre find he can't escape by that route!

Adams: Bite him Despy! Bite him!

And as if he had heard the commentator, J2H starts shouting in pain as Despayre has hold of J2H's thigh and is chomping down! J2H breaks the head scissors just long enough to deliver a sharp blow with his closed fist to Despayre's head, paying the champion back for the illegal bite with an illegal blow of his own! Drew leans in and reprimands Despayre for the biting.

Simone: Looks like the champion will need to find a different avenue of escape.

Trapped on the mat, Despayre proceeds to roll first to first his right, and then his left, and finally onto his hands and knees, searching for an escape. Still secured in the head scissors, Despayre leans up on his head into a handstand, then somersaults over on top of J2H, breaking the hold and landing into a body cover!

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J2H bridges up and off the mat!

Simone: What neck and back strength there by J2H!

The crowd applauds the display and J2H rises and turns it around, taking Despayre over in a backslide!

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Despayre kicks out!

Both men quickly scramble to their feet but before Despayre can mount any further offense, J2H lands a forearm shot across his chest! J2H decides it's time to start playing a little rougher in his own way, then strikes with a European uppercut, knocking the champion back against the ropes where J2H has some fun at Despayre's expense where he pulls down the neckline of his shirt and hits a heavy open handed chop to his chest, the stinging echo of the blow going off like a gun shot in the subdued arena!

Crowd: Wooo!

Simone: Even here in Japan they have to do that!?

Adams: Why? Do you hate it or something?

J2H's assault backs Despayre against the near corner, a look of pain on his youthful face. J2H then grabs Despayre by the arm and Irish whips him into the far side. Despayre comes running off and J2H goes for a hip toss but Despayre counters, lands on his feet and turns it into a monkey flip, throwing J2H across the ring! J2H returns to his feet fast and Despayre runs over and leaps, going for another monkey flip, but J2H counters, throwing him over with a back body drop attempt, but Despayre turns it into a sunset flip! J2H struggles to stay upright but Despayre grabs a handful of his pants and YOINK!

Simone: Boxer briefs, eh?

The crowd laughs and cheers! J2H loses his balance and goes down into the sunset flip!

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J2H kicks out!

Simone: Kick out by the challenger! I think Despayre is finding a much more dangerous version of the man he met in previous years.

J2H jumps up and before Despayre can follow up, he clotheslines him right back down!

Adams: A visual aid!

Grabbing a handful of Despayre's long, black hair, J2H pulls him to his feet where he scoops him up and deposits him with a body slam!

Adams: How many times have you ever seen J2H able to pull that off on someone?

Despayre rolls over, clutching his back but in a bad position as J2H sits on the small of his back, drapes his arms over his knees and traps him in a camel clutch, pulling back on his chin and wrenching Despayre's spine!

Simone: Id are say we're seeing all of this chain wrestling as both men are trying to ground their opponent's renowned aerial trademarks.

Adams: That won't last. Both of them are going to break out with the high risk stuff, believe you me.

Simone: But just look at the position J2H has Despayre's back in!

Drew kneels down in front of Despayre, asking him if he wants to concede the match but Despayre shakes his head "no," refusing to give J2H the satisfaction of a submission victory over him! J2H, his hands cupped under Despayre's chin, pulls back even further... when he starts shouting in pain as Despayre is again biting, but this time down onto J2H's fingers! J2H has no choice but to release the camel clutch, but Despayre doesn't follow suit and continues biting the challenger's fingers, right up until J2H drives a knee lift up into his head, then grabs him by the arm and knocks him flat with a short-arm clothesline!

Adams: I guess that's one way to counter Despy's tactics.

J2H stands over the champion's prone body as he stirs, and dazzles the Japanese fans by dashing into the ropes and comes off with a standing shooting star press, landing atop of Despayre in the cover!

Adams: What a move by J2H!

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Despayre gets his shoulder up!

Simone: Even I have to admit that move impressed me!

J2H presses his advantage over the champion, puling him up and connecting with a standing dropkick, right to the face! J2H kips up, then grabs Despayre, pulling him to his feet. J2H rocks him with a forearm to the temple, then takes him by the head and snapmares him over his shoulder, encircling his legs around Despayre's waist into a full body scissors.

Adams: Technical wrestling or aerial, J2H can seemingly do it all.

Simone: He's really giving the champion fits, isn't he?

Adams: Well some of this Japanese food has that effect on a pers-oh! You said fits!

J2H leans up onto his hands, adding increased pressure on the hold, working on Despayre's ribs and forcing the air from the champion's lungs! Again the official asks Despayre if he wants to submit and again he gets a heated refusal for an answer! Instead, Despayre throws his body over, turning around in the hold so that he's facing J2H. Despayre pushes himself up to his feet and falls to his back, sending J2H catapulting across the ring! J2H however thinks quickly and somersaults on the mat and jumps back up to his feet!

Adams: Oh now that was pretty slick!

J2H runs over and jumps for a dropkick but Despayre moves and J2H lands hard! Despayre then darts off of the ropes and jumps up for a cannon ball leg drop but J2H rolls out of the way and Despayre misses!

Simone: These guys are just throwing everything at each other to pick up this win!

Despayre gets up, holding his fanny, as at the same time, J2H returns to his feet, holding his back. J2H walks right up to Despayre and with both hands to the chest, shoves him!

Adams: Oo! The crowd didn't like that too much, did they?

Indeed not as the Japanese fans boo the show of disrespect towards the champion. Despayre, refusing to back down, shoves J2H right back!

Simone: It was only a matter of time before tempers started to flare. It IS a championship match after all.

J2H steps right back up and BITCH slaps Despayre across the face! The crowd reacts in a "Ohhh!" manner but Despayre rears back and -- Stooge pokes J2H right in the eyes!

Adams: Ordinarily I think that would have been funny but this is getting serious!

J2H staggers back, holding his eyes, and Despayre moves in but then the challenger lashes out with a boot to the mid-section, doubling Despayre over! J2H Irish whips him into the ropes and swings, aiming for a lariat, but Despayre ducks the blow and comes running off of the far side and takes J2H down with a Tilt-A-Whirl body press!

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Despayre pulls J2H up to his feet and lifts him up for a back suplex but J2H lands on his feet behind him! J2H grabs him around the waist and runs him forward into the ropes for a roll up but Despayre holds onto the top rope and throws J2H back. J2H gets right back up however and as Despayre turns around, he's nailed by a clothesline that sends him tumbling over the top rope and to the floor below!

Adams: And here's where the shiznit is about to pick up!

J2H nudges right past the protesting Drew Patton and climbs out through the ropes and drops to the floor!

Simone: It was only a matter of time before this one went outside.

Adams: I think it's in the contract...

J2H grabs Despayre by the arm and Irish whips him hard into the security railing back-first!

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Despayre staggers out a step, arching his back and his face grimacing in pain, and J2H scoops him up and slams him down hard onto the floor! J2H then climbs back up onto the ring apron, ignoring Drew's growing count...

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Despayre finally gets to his feet and turns around, and J2H uses the ropes as a springboard to vault backwards into a corkscrew moonsault onto the champion -- onto the floor!

Simone: What a move!

Adams: And the fans sure loved it!

Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!

Dazed himself, J2H uses the apron to pull himself to his feet, but instead of following through, J2H rolls back inside of the ring, breaking the count, and holds his arms out and his fan base cheers him on!

Adams: I still don't think J2H is used to the idea that the fans here in Japan are cheering him on.

Simone: That's because he spent the vast majority of his career as a cocky little bastard!

Adams: He's still a cocky little thing-that-you-said.

Simone: True but the fans here love him for it.

Drew tries to return to his count, but J2H keeps distracting him, and the camera picks up Casey Williams slowly moving around the ring to where Despayre is lying on the floor. Before he can get too close to do anything, Synn himself is right there, stepping around his son and blocking the path of the "Freight Train Of Pain'!

Adams: Oh Casey isn't going to mess with Despayre on the outside! Not so long as daddy is there!

An intense stare down is engaged between the two 'seconds' on the outside as Drew continues to argue with J2H. However what the challenger doesn't see is that Despayre is back on the ring apron behind him! The Internet Champion grabs hold of the top rope and uses it as a springboard and he dropkicks J2H right in the back, sending him sprawling across the ring!

Simone: J2H should have been paying more attention to his opponent rather than distracting the referee!

Despayre grabs J2H and brings him straight down to the mat with an X-Factor! Despayre rolls his opponent over onto his back and covers him, hooking the leg!

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J2H kicks out!

Simone: Okay I have to admit surprise that J2H kicked out!

Despayre Irish whips his opponent into the ropes and jumps, catching him with a spinning bulldog, again driving him into the mat face-first! Despayre then steps out onto the apron and ascends to the top! J2H gets up and turns around and Despayre jumps for a missile dropkick but J2H moves! Despayre crash lands right on his back and J2H immediately capitalizes, grabbing Despayre by the legs and he sets him up for the Texas Cloverleaf, turning the champion over into the torturous submission hold! Despayre cries out in pain as Drew leans in to check for the submission but Despayre refuses!

Adams: Do you think Despayre would actually submit?

Simone: I don't think anyone has got hold of him long enough like J2H has in order to find out!

Synn pounds the mat, rallying his son as Despayre presses himself up on his forearms to elevate the pressure, but J2H sinks the hold right back in! The moments linger by in pain but Despayre won't give up, and he starts to slowly crawl towards the ropes! he extends his fingers, straining -- reaching -- until they close around the bottom rope to break the hold! The fans applaud the escape as J2H stands up and scrapes his boot in a derogatory manner across Despayre's forehead. J2H then grabs hold of him again by the legs, but this time falls back, catapulting his opponent into the ropes throat-first and Despayre falls back across J2H's bended knees! J2H throws Despayre off then grabs him around his pants and drags him up around the waist from behind and German suplexes him into a bridge!

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Despayre gets a shoulder up!

Simone: Whew! J2H almost had that one right there!

Adams: We almost had a new champion!

J2H grabs him, dragging the champion to his feet. He Irish whips Despayre into the corner and Despayre back hits hard into the turnbuckles! J2H then races in and jumps, striking the champion in the side of the head with a Shining Wizard! Despayre stumbles out and J2H runs off of the ropes and plants him with a jumping bulldog!

Simone: J2H has taken full and complete control of this championship match!

J2H brings him back up to a vertical base and goes for an Irish whip into the ropes but Despayre reverses it! J2H jumps to the middle rope and vaults back into a springboard moonsault onto Despayre! He hooks the leg!

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3-NO! Despayre gets the shoulder up!

Simone: He almost had him! That was so close!

Adams: I can't believe what we're seeing between these two!

J2H grabs Despayre by the head and buries a series of forearm shots to the back, followed up by a double knee drop, weakening the already tender area. He then stands on the back of Despayre's knees, interlocking their legs. He grabs his opponent's hands and rears back, pulling Despayre up into the air in a Mexican surfboard as the fans applaud the display!

Simone: And again with a submission attempt!

Adams: I tell you J2H would love to win by making Despy give up!

Despayre however still won't give in and J2H lowers him down to his knees, then grabs him by the head and tucks his chin under his arm, bending him back almost in half! The crowd is stunned at the painful positioning of Despayre's back!

Simone: Good god the human body just isn't meant to bend that way!

J2H finally lets go of the hold and throws Despayre back to the canvas face-first. He returns to his feet, pulling Despayre up along with him and sets his head between his knees, positioning him for a powerbomb. He lifts him up but Despayre uses the momentum to land on his feet in front of J2H. Despayre swings at him but J2H ducks and Despayre turns around and J2H answers right back with a clothesline of his own, knocking Despayre again to his back!

Simone: Despayre just does not seem to be able to gain any real momentum at this point against J2H!

J2H grabs him and pulls him to his feet, then lifts him up onto his shoulder and deposits him in the corner on the top turnbuckle, climbing right up along with him!

Adams: Oo! This doesn't look good for the champ!

J2H grabs Despayre in a front face lock and throws an arm over his shoulder. He pulls him up to a standing position and grabs a handful of tights, going for a superplex! J2H pulls, but Despayre blocks it! He pulls again but again the maneuver is blocked! Despayre then starts fighting J2H off of him, landing solid shots to J2H's stomach! J2H lets go, and Despayre lands two solid fists right to his rival's head, sending him off balance. Despayre then grabs two handfuls of J2H's head and slams him face-first into the top of the corner, leaping over him and bringing him clear from the top in a sunset powerbomb! Despayre pounces on him for the cover!

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3-NO! J2H shoots his shoulder off of the mat!

Adams: He kicked out! J2H actually kicked out!

Simone: Give J2H some credit right there! I can't see how he kicked out of that!

Despayre Irish whips J2H into the ropes but J2H handsprings right off and back into a flying elbow smash right to Despayre's face! J2H grabs him again in position for a vertical suplex but hooks a leg and turns it into a fisherman's suplex and bridge!

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Despayre gets the shoulder up!

J2H Irish whips him into the far corner but Despayre somersaults over to the ring apron ala Ric Flair and lands right on his feet! J2H runs at him but in a fluid movement, Despayre sweeps his legs out from under him and springboards over into a cannonball splash! Despayre hooks the leg!

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Drew stops the count, noticing J2H's foot draped across the bottom rope!

Simone: That showed great presence of mind. J2H took a bump but still knew right where he was to break up the count.

Adams: Yeah unless the referee doesn't see it.

Despayre jumps to his feet, leaping up and down in the mistaken impression that he got the pin. Drew has to catch his attention and point out the challenger's foot on the bottom rope. Despayre looks crestfallen, being deprived of what he thought was a win. Despayre brings J2H back to a standing position and goes for a whip into the corner but J2H reverses it and follows right in but ends up meeting Despayre's boot right to the head! J2H stumbles back and Despayre springs up onto the top rope and leaps off...

Simone: Hurricanrana!

Despayre dives on top of his opponent and hooks the near leg!

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3-NO! Kickout by J2H!

Adams: Despayre looks a tad frustrated there.

Despayre body slams J2H with as much authority as he can muster in his small body and then once again goes up top. He jumps off for a splash but makes no contact as J2H rolls out of the way! J2H immediately grabs Despayre and POWERBOMBS him right into a folded jackknife position!

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3-NO! Despayre just manages to escape!

Simone: Oh my god that was close!

Adams: Now look at who's getting his panties in a bunch!

J2H is on his feet and in the referee's face, arguing about the count, demanding that it was three! J2H raises his arm in victory but Drew grabs it and pulls it right back down! J2H stares at the referee, a look of disdain on his face as he sucks in the oxygen, finding it hard to believe Despayre kicked out. Instead of any further arguing, J2H grabs Despayre and pulls him up from behind and goes for a full nelson, only Despayre drops down and uses his legs to roll J2H up into a lightning quick cover!

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J2H gets a shoulder up!

Both men then jump up and Despayre ducks a wild swing by J2H and delivers a boot to the stomach. Despayre then takes his arm and sends him into the ropes with an Irish whip! Despayre goes for a spinning back fist but J2H ducks, rebounds off of the far side and both men jump for a high cross body and collide in mid air!

Adams: I think we all knew that one was coming!

The referee stands over both men who are literally exhausted, beaten and battered, their bodies racked with pain from this hard fought contest. Drew checks on them both but finds he has little alternative but to start his mandatory count.

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4...

Simone: Get up guys. It'd be a damn shame to see such a hard fought match end like this.

5...

Despayre uses the ropes to start to bring himself back to his feet.

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J2H pushes himself up from his knees to his feet. Despayre comes up to him but J2H kicks him in the stomach, stopping him in his tracks. J2H forearms him across the chest and head butts him!

Simone: Things are starting to get rough.

Adams: STARTING to get rough!?

J2H grabs his opponent and Irish whips him into the ropes but Despayre greets him, lifting him up and swerving around to deposit J2H on the top of the corner. Despayre jumps, delivering a kick to the side of j2H's head, stunning the challenger just enough so that Despayre can spring up to the top, behind him. Despayre then jumps around and brings J2H off the top the hard way, with a Bear'L Roll from the top, hooking the legs!

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3-NO! J2H kicks out!

Adams: Again with a kick out!

Simone: What can either of these two men do to end this match in their favor!?

Despayre looks pleadingly towards Drew who tells him that it was indeed only a very close count of two! Frustrated, he throws J2H right up against the ropes and lashes out with a super kick right to the jaw, knocking him right out over the top rope and to the ringside floor unceremoniously! Despayre backs off as per the referee demands and allows J2H time to struggle back up to his feet, but as the official begins his count, Despayre sizes the situation up, runs back off of the rope, sprints across the ring and uses the top rope as a springboard, somersaulting over the top and crashing right into J2H with a Suicide Dive! The crowd is immediately on it's feet, roaring in deafening approval!

Simone: My god Despayre has to be insane to attempt something like that! He could have killed himself!

Adams: Well he hurt himself! Look, he's holding his head!

Both men are down on the outside of the ring, J2H J2H flat on his back and Despayre holding the back of his head and grimacing in pain! The referee begins his count!

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2...
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4...

Both men begin to stir...

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6...
7...

Despayre forces himself to his feet and grabs J2H, rolling him back inside of the ring, beneath the bottom rope!

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9...

Despayre follows and the count is broken to the applause of the capacity crowd in Osaka. Despayre then picks J2H up onto his shoulders in a fireman's carry and throws him off in a swinging fireman's carry slam! Despayre stands and goes back up to the top turnbuckle and jumps off for a 630 senton but J2H rolls out of the way and Despayre crash lands right on his back and shoulder!

Adams: Damn! After suffering those blows J2H still had enough sense to move!

J2H crawls over and grabs Despayre, dragging him to his feet. Despayre swings weakly but J2H grabs his arm and...

Simone: Kiss This!

Adams: I beg your pardon!?

Despayre goes down like he was shot and J2H makes the cover!

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3-NO! Despayre's shoulder comes up off of the mat!

Simone: I can't believe it! Despayre kicked out!

Adams: J2H can't believe it either!

J2H pounds the mat in frustration, his eyes are wide as saucers as he stares at the referee, holding up three fingers, questioning the referee who holds up only two! J2H shakes his head and struggles to his feet. He reaches down and grabs Despayre by the hair when the champion suddenly sweeps his feet out from under him and somersaults over into a bridge!

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J2H rolls out backwards to where his knees are planted on Despayre's shoulders in a schoolboy!

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Despayre uses his legs to hook J2H's shoulders and pulls him back into a sunset pin!

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J2H rolls out backwards and folds Despayre's legs over his head in a jackknife!

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Despayre throws him off and hooks his arms under J2H's knees and somersaults over him again into a secured cradle!

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J2H kicks out!

Simone: I can't believe the action we are seeing! Neither man can keep the other down!

Adams: And listen to these fans in Osaka! They are loving this!

Both champion and challenger, hurt and weak, find their way slowly to their feet. J2H rears back and throws a heavy forearm blow into Despayre, sending him staggering back! Despayre then fights off the effects and comes back and returns the shot, throwing a roundhouse right into J2H's skull, knocking him back! The two combatants then throw down the gauntlet and a brawl erupts in the center of the ring, with bone jarring lefts and rights being exchanged between the two!

Adams: Oh yeah! It was only a matter of time!

J2H gains the upper hand on this end and he drives Despayre down to his knees with a flurry of right hands into the champion's skull! Despayre then grabs him around the legs and pulls them out from under J2H, pouncing on him and throwing fist after fist into him in return!

Simone: What had started out as a marvel of a match has turned into a Pier Six Brawl!

Drew manages to get Despayre off of J2H, but the champion drags his opponent to his feet and runs him face-first into the nearest corner! Despayre starts to assault him when J2H buries a knee up into his ribs, then pulls him back around into the corner! J2H climbs to the middle turnbuckle, pinning the champion in and he begins raining blows down into his head as the Japanese fans count along!

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Despayre grabs him around the legs and brings him out of the corner and simply dumps J2H to the mat with a powerbomb! Despayre grabs him by the feet and steps a leg through and begins hooking his feet around his stomac...

Adams: He's going for the Scorpion Crosslock!

Simone: If he manages this, it'll be all over!

And succeed he does as despite J2H's frantic struggles, Despayre rolls him over onto his stomach and pulls back on his arms, locking in the Scorpion Crosslock! J2H immediately is screaming out in pain but despite the agony he is under, he shakes his head "NO!" at Drew Patton's requests to submit the match away!

Adams: He's not giving in! J2H is not submitting!

Simone: I can not believe what I am seeing! How long can J2H hold out!?

Despayre leans down into a crouch and leans backward at the waist, extending the pressure of the hold, pulling hard on J2H's arms but still the former "Brat Prince" absolutely REFUSES to submit! J2H shakes his head, his face a deep red and contorted in absolute agony! Drew is leaning in, almost pleading with him to tap but J2H's eyes shoot open wide and he bellows in the negative! He holds on, fighting back the pain to keep from losing this match when all of a sudden...

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

The bell sounds! Despayre immediately lets go of J2H, dropping him to the mat and jumping all over the ring, celebrating! Synn climbs into the ring, as does Casey Williams who goes over to check on J2H who is holding his back and breathing deeply! Drew confers on the outside with Justin, then walks back over to have a word with Synn.

Adams: What's going on? Did J2H submit?

Synn turns and speaks with Despayre who immediately stops jumping and his jubilant face falls into one of disappointment and confusion.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, the time limit has expired. The referee has ruled this match -- A DRAW!

The crowd murmurs in disappointment as Synn calms Despayre down from his own while Casey helps J2H to his feet. Once he does so, the fans slowly begin to stand up and applaud, giving both J2H as well as Despayre a standing ovation! J2H and Despayre stare at one another, before respectively Casey Williams raises J2H's arm in the air, and Synn does the same to Despayre -- much to the delight and appreciation of the fans here in Osaka, Japan!

Simone: Listen to this reaction! Just listen to it!

Adams: What a match we just saw! It is going to have to go down as a Match of the Year candidate!

The crowd continues to cheer and applaud both men as Synn helps Despayre from the ring, and Casey does the same for J2H and they make their exits from the ringside area! The fans reach out to both, touching their shoulders and brushing their fingers along their arms as they make their way back to the backstage area...

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

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

Amy: {In Japanese} Kono kuni no gaikoku hito to shite, watashi wa anata no kono utsukushi- kunidearu koto o ko-ei ni omoimasushi, watashi wa O-saka no kono utsukushi- machi de kakuto- o kyoka suru koto ga eien ni kansha shite imasu. Arigato-. [As a foreigner to this country, I am honoured to be in this beautiful country of yours and I am eternally grateful to be allowed to wrestle in this beautiful city of Osaka. Thank you.]

Amy bows to the Japanese crowd, showing her appreciation as the crowd clap at her respect and her near perfect Japanese.

Amy: {English} Tonight in a double main event, I am facing Roxi Johnson in a lumberjill match for the Internet title, my internet title. Now I have said all I have to say and played all the games I've had to play. But later on it's all about facing Roxi and beating her, however, we will be surrounded by lumberjills.

Amy smiles before dropping the mic and blowing a kiss towards the camera as the boogieman by the The Hellfreaks hits over the pa once more, as Amy turns and bows to the fans before climbing out of the ring and back up the ramp to backstage.

It has been a wild night thus far in Osaka, Japan but it hasn't been a real pleasant one for Pussy Willow. She has been assigned to do an interview with one of Sin City Wrestling's brash superstars.

Pussy Willow: Out of all the superstars on the roster, why does it have to him? He gets on my nerves with his cocky, arrogant attitude.

Pussy is finishing up a few things when Mr. TNA walks into the area. The camera immediately points at him as that cocky smirk is stationed across his lips.

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: What is wrong babydoll? Do you not like talking to the man who made Goth relevant and crushed Raab's title reign in one night?

Pussy Willow narrows her gaze on Travis's face before giving him a very nasty look.

Pussy Willow: Look Travis, what you did was a cowardly move and you know it?

Travis chuckles while placing one hand on her shoulder.

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Now, now don't you even start with that cowardly act bullshit. Why does everyone think that I am a coward? Do you people not realize what NO HOLDS BARRED mean? Goth knew deep down inside himself that he wasn't going to beat Lord Raab. I mean Lord Raab was literally ripping Goth apart. Everyone can call my actions a little cowardice but I call it making a damn statement.

Pussy Willow: What kind of statement?

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: I wanted Lord Raab to know that Mr. TNA can get down and dirty when the occasion calls for it. I told Raab that Mr. TNA himself can get violent but he didn't want to believe me. I warned him that his days of being champion were numbered but did he heed my warning. No, he just shrugged them off like they were flies. Well, now he knows that I mean business. I did something Connor Murphy couldn't even do.

Pussy Willow: and what is that exactly

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: I put that sorry piece of cow shit out of his misery. Now Goth is walking around blaming me for his win. Listen up Goth and listen good. You didn't have a problem with it when you pinned Lord Raab after I threw him through that table. You had no problem celebrating your victory so why all of the sudden do you have a problem with it now. Is it the fact that I did all the work? Is it because you know deep down that I should be the SCW Roulette Champion?

Pussy Willow: You are a real piece of work. How dare you come here and spew that hot garbage?

Travis reaches up toward his sunglasses, removes them and gazes directly into Pussy's eyes.

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: It's amazing how much stupidity just flows right out of your mouth Pussy. The only person spewing hot garbage around here is Goth. Goth should be thanking me for allowing him to be relevant again. Because without me he will still be swabbing the fucking poop deck with Chris Shipman. All three of them are nothing but jokes. Shipman, Goth and Raab think being violent is the only way to live in this industry. It's clear that neither of them can actually wrestle match without the usage of weapons or wanting to bludgeoning their opponent to death. You see Goth isn't a champion. He is just a placeholder until I can take my official place as champion. I am the Must See Superstar and dammit I deserve to have gold around my waist. If you don't like

Pussy Willow: I don't like it. I think you deserve to be fired after the stunt you pulled.

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Pussy do me a favor. Cry me a river build me a river and DEAL WITH IT.

Travis places his sunshades back on his head before walking off.

Backstage, Connor moves towards an unsuspecting cameraperson and softly drops an arm over their shoulder. Guiding the cameraperson away from the group of people she had been talking to, Connor leads her towards the parking area. She trembles ever so slightly under his embrace which makes him stop and look at her with a slight curious grin of concern.

Cameraperson:Please don't hurt me

Murphy chuckles as he shakes his head and wags one finger in denial.

Connor: Nobody's going to hurt ya love. I just needed to have someone that would let me talk this week and pass on a little warning.

The cameraperson nods and pulls up her camera to begin to film the smirking Murphy who looks both ways then pulls out a cigarette. Setting it in his mouth, he reaches for his lighter only to be warned that smoking was not allowed in the building. Growling a bit, he lets the cigarette dangle in his lips as he addresses the camera.

Connor: This week, the powers that be decided that they didn't want to have me beat their golden boy Despy. After all, last week I beat that whiny, lightweight J2H badly enough that we saw neither hide nor short frosted hair of him all week. Don't get me wrong, I didn't mind not seeing him but honestly, figuring I have beaten former champions left right and centre, I would have thought I would be getting in the ring with Despayre this week for the Internet title. Or at least get my shot at the Roulette title. Either or in my humble opinion.

Adams: Wow, Connor's got some nerve. He's talking the truth but we both know that Christian Underwood will not let him have the title that easily.

Simone: He needs to realize that Christian Underwood is not too happy about the Nobodies and he is one of them.

Connor: I've been watching Twitter and I couldn't believe the owner of this company trying to intimidate the Nobodies. Listen Christian, Nobody gets told what to do by you because Nobody cares what you are saying. From the sounds of it, all I am hearing in the wah wah of Charlie Brown's teacher coming from Underwood.

Connor smiles in a rather demented way.

Connor: And what are you going to do about it Christian? Punish me for speaking my mind? Trying to be my Daddy? Word to the wise there boss man, you need to know that I grew up without a father and turned out pretty good if you ask me. But when push comes to shove boyo, Nobody is listening to you and laughing at how you are trying to puff out your chest and be in charge. Nobody does what they want when they want and you would be better off learning that lesson.

Connor's tongue snakes out to glide across a very cocky and sinister grin as he moves towards the cameraperson. He reaches for the camera and presses stop.

Connor: I've sent my message love???

Connor waves off the cameraperson with a demented smile.

---

The bell sounds three times...

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

Signifying the next match up! Justin Decent is standing inside of the ring, alongside senior referee Jasmine St. John, and two young women in kimonos, each holding large bouquets of roses.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is a Lumberjill match, and it is for the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Internet Championship!

The crowd applauds politely.

Justin: Introducing now, the Lumberjills...!

As Justin announces each name, the crowd applauds as the respective Lumberjill walks down to ringside...

Justin: Lucy Seraphina! ... Jessie Salco! ... "The Nurse" Cynthia Warren! ... Alexis Edwards! ... Veronica Taylor! ... Alexis! ... Candy Overton! ... Samantha Marlowe! ... Keira Fisher! ... The Fallen -- Raynin and Gothika! ... Mercedes Vargas! ... and Delia Darling!

The aforementioned thirteen Bombshells surround the six-sided ring, two taking a side, as the crowd's applause slowly fades and the announcements are set to begin.

"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: Roxi has waited quite awhile for this chance to regain the Bombshell Internet Championship. A title change here in Japan would mean headlines so she is going to fight even harder than normal.

Adams: But the same can be said for the champ, Amy Marshall. She's one of the ones who fought to get a show booked here in Japan.

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

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

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

"The boogie
The boogie
The boogie
The boogie
The boogie Man"

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

She then continues down the ramp, as slaps the hands of the awaiting fans, she then climbs into the ring, where she then climbs the turnbuckles and surveys the crowd before climbing back down and heads to the corner, where she takes off the mask and waits for the announcements.

Justin: Introducing the challenger! From Tampa, Florida, weighing 132 pounds -- Roxi Johnson!

Streamers fly into the ring as the crowd applauds and Roxi acknowledges them.

Justin: Her opponent is the current reigning and defending Bombshell Internet Champion! From Juneau, Alaska, weighing 128 pounds -- Amy Marshall!

Like the challenger, Amy is met with hearty applause as streamers are thrown into the ring while Amy holds her title belt up high for Roxi to see, pointing to it, then herself.

Simone: And we see now the traditional presenting of the roses.

The two young women approach the champion and challenger, passing the roses to them before they take their leave from the ring. Roxi hands her bouquet out to Keira Fisher, as Amy passes her own to Jessie Salco. Amy then holds her Internet belt over to Jasmine who holds it to all corners of the building and the fans applaud.

Simone: And remember, this is a Lumberjill Match. If either of those women falls out of the ring...

Adams: Or tries to run...

Simone: Right! Then it is the job of the Lumberjills to throw her right straight back into the ring.

Adams: yeah like they'll stick to THOSE duties. Ha! I said duties!

Simone: Christ! Even in Japan...

Jasmine hands the belt out to Justin and calls for the bell!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

The hostility is epic between these two women as they glare at one another before Amy pie faces Roxi back a step!

Simone: Such disrespect on the part of the champion.

Roxi steeps back up and she hauls off and bitch slaps Amy across the face in return!

Adams: Oh don't worry! I think Roxi has it in control!

The two Bombshells then lunge and lock up in the center of the ring, jockeying for position against the other. Roxi proves to gain the advantage, slowly backing Amy up until the champion is positioned against the ropes. Jasmine calls for the break and Roxi is about to oblige, when Amy grabs a handful of her hair and pulls her around against the ropes. Amy is about to take an overhead swing at the champion, but Roxi fights fire with fire and grabs a handful of Marshall's hair and drags her back around into the corner!

Adams: That's what I love about Bombshell matches! Even the cleanest of the faces will grab a handful of hair!

Roxi does not even pause for the official as she unloads two right jabs to Amy's head! She pulls the champion back toward the center of the ring where she twists her arm into an arm wringer and she brings her knee up into Amy's head three straight times. Roxi then grabs her in a front face lock and takes her over quickly with a snap suplex! Roxi rolls right over and into the cover, hooking the near leg...

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Amy kicks out easily!

Simone: It was smart of Roxi to try for the pin but it is just too soon, especially in a championship contest.

Roxi grabs the champion and pulls her to her feet, then attempts an Irish whip into the ropes but Amy reverses it. Amy goes for a dropkick but Roxi holds onto the ropes, causing the champion to crash land on the back of her head and tail bone. Roxi quickly grabs the prone Amy by the legs and steps a foot through, going for a possible Sharpshooter, but Amy starts struggling like mad to either block it or break loose, and she manages to grab the bottom rope to break! Jasmine starts to issue her count to force the challenger off...

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And with a big pull upward, Roxi flings Marshall up and causes her to let go and again land on her tailbone! Roxi keeps hold of her legs and somersaults over her into a bridging cover!

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Amy kicks out!

Adams: Boy! Amy isn't wasting any time in there, is she?

Simone: No, she is going for the pin every chance she gets.

The two women both begin to rise when Amy knocks the challenger back with a European uppercut. Amy then grabs her by the arm and attempts a short-arm clothesline, but Roxi ducks behind her, lifts her up and drops her down onto her knee with an atomic drop!

Adams: I understand the Japanese are heavy investors in donut pillows.

Simone: What brought that up?

Adams: Oh just a feeling Amy has.

Amy staggers around on her feet, clearly in pain, and right into Roxi's waiting arms where she scoops the champion up and body slams her down hard in the corner. Roxi then backs up several steps, and gets a running start before she jumps onto the corner for a split legged moonsault -- only for Amy to bring her knees up into Johnson's midsection, knocking the wind right out of her!

Adams: Wind nothing! She could have cracked a rib!

Simone: Who said anything about wind?

Adams: Oh this know-it-all writing this match.

Simone: ...

Roxi stumbles to her feet, bent over and clutching her stomach in obvious pain while the 'faces' of the Lumberjills rally behind her, with Keira Johnson in the lead! Amy grabs Roxi and drapes her throat over the middle rope and buries her knee into the back of her head, choking her as Jasmine issues a count!

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4...

Amy backs off just soon enough to break the count, then moves in again and reaches over the top rope to grab a handful of Roxi's hair with one hand, and uses her free hand to gouge her eyes for another count!

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

And Amy breaks again! Amy Irish whips Roxi into the ropes and attempts a roundhouse kick but Roxi ducks under the blow, rebounds from the far side, and catches the champion with a Tilt-A-Whirl bodypress!

Adams: Oh a play out of Despayre's playbook!

And the cover!

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2.....
Jessie Salco reaches in and pulls Roxi off by the boot!

Adams: What the...!?

Simone: That is not what the Lumberjills are out here for!

Adams: try telling them that!

Amy grabs a handful of Roxi's pants and uses her leverage to dump her through the ropes and to the outside at the feet of Jessie Salco and Alexis Edwards! But instead of throwing the challenger back in, they begin delivering the boots to Roxi!

Simone: That is not what those women are out there for either!

Adams: maybe not but it is what happens every time one of these matches is scheduled!

Keira Fisher races around the ring and begins fighting the two off but they begin fighting back, until Samantha Marlowe and Cynthia Warren joins in, sending the two heels back as they help Roxi up and roll her back into the ring.

Adams: THAT'S what the Lumberjills are supposed to do!

Amy is right there to meet her, dropping a knee into the back of Roxi's head before she can get up. Amy then sends her into the ropes and leans over for a back body drop, but Roxi sunset flips her! Amy rolls right through the pinning maneuver and dropkicks Johnson in the face! Amy covers her and hooks the leg.

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Roxi gets her shoulder up!

Amy picks her challenger up and goes to Irish whip her into the corner but Roxi manages a reversal and sends her in instead. Roxi runs in after her but Amy greets her unceremoniously with both feet, knocking her back! Amy then springboards to the ring apron, and before any Lumberjill can do anything, she uses the top rope to catapult herself back in with a springboard missile dropkick!

Simone: Attitude aside, Amy Marshall is just as capable of aerial maneuvers as Roxi Johnson is.

Amy scoops her up and delivers a body slam, then jumps to the middle turnbuckle of the near corner and leaps off, landing across Johnson's head and throat with a guillotine legdrop! Amy with the cover!

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Roxi kicks out!

Amy pushes Roxi halfway through the top and middle ropes and swings several forearm blows around into her sternum as the reserved Japanese fans count along...

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And then she dumps Amy out and to the floor! Amy backs up several steps, holding her arms up in mock innocence, as behind Jasmine's back, Veronica Taylor clotheslines Roxi hard to the floor!

Adams: I never thought Id see thee day where Veronica Taylor was helping Amy Marshall!

Simone: And you still haven't. I think Veronica did it just to be Veronica!

Veronica drags her up and slams Roxi's face into the ring apron, before Mercedes Vargas arrives to fend her off! Amy reaches through the ropes and grabs Roxi by the hair, dragging her up to the apron, but Roxi drops her throat across the top rope! Amy staggers back and Roxi uses the top rope to catapult herself in with a sunset flip on Amy!

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Alexis Edwards reaches in and grabs Roxi by the hair, pulling her off and breaking the pin

Simone: Oh for the love of...!

Adams: Every time Roxi tries a pin, some of the Bombshells break it up! Whether Amy needs them to or not!

Simone: And I doubt she does, but that's what happens when you have so many women surrounding the ring! They just want to get involved!

Amy dives forward and spears Roxi before she can recover! Amy with the pin attempt!

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2.....
3- No! Roxi gets her shoulder up!

Adams: Oh so close!

Amy yells at Jasmine and slaps her hands rapidly, demanding a faster count! She then turns and grabs Roxi on the mat and wraps her chin under her arm in a Dragon sleeper as Keira and a few other Bombshells, notably Delia and others, pound the apron, rallying the fans behind the challenger as she struggles to break free! Jasmine leans in to ask Roxi if she wants to submit but Roxi absolutely refuses!

Simone: I think you'd have to knock that woman out first and even then she wouldn't willingly yield a match to another!

Roxi stretches her leg out, trying to get to the ropes to break the hold, but Amy drags her right back to the center of the ring, breaking any attempt. Roxi continues to struggle, bracing her feet and arching her back, grabbing Amy around the neck and snapmaring her over her shoulder!

Simone: A well done counter.

The crowd applauds the reversal but Amy is back on her feet and races off the ropes, dropping a lightning quick legdrop against the back of Roxi's head! Amy rolls her over and hooks the leg...

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Roxi kicks out!

Amy pulls her up and goes for an Irish whip but Roxi reverses it! Roxi scoops her up on the rebound but Amy scissors her head and throws her over with a Tilt-A-Whirl headscissors! The challenger falls back against the ropes and Amy charges her -- but Roxi drops down and pulls the top rope down, causing Amy to sail over the top and tumble to the floor!

Simone: And now it's Amy Marshall at the mercy of the Lumberjills!

Amy returns to her feet and right into a right hand thrown by Keira Fisher! Amy is knocked back into the waiting arms of the World Tag Team Champions and Gothika and Raynin press the champion over their heads and HEAVE her back into the ring!

Adams: Now THAT'S what a Lumberjill is for!

A hurt Roxi is right there to meet her and she goes for a kick but Amy blocks it, grabbing her boot! Roxi then goes for an Enzugari but Amy sees it coming and ducks and Roxi's boot sails right over her head, but Roxi catches herself and instead delivers a mule kick to Marshall, sending her reeling!

Simone: Looks like the former champion is getting back into this one!

Amy starts to get to her feet, fighting her way to a vertical base, only to have Roxi charge right into her with a clothesline, knocking her right back down! Amy struggles to get up again, only to get clotheslined a second time! The 'face' Bombshells cheer her on as Roxi grabs Marshall by her arm and sends her crashing chest first into the corner! Amy staggers back and right into Roxi who lifts her up and delivers a spin-out powerbomb!

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3 - No! Amy gets her shoulder up!

Simone: Give Amy Marshall credit! She wants to retain her title!

Roxi steps out onto the apron and before Jessie Salco can grab her, Roxi kicks at her, knocking her to the floor! Amy returns to her feet and Roxi springboards back in, catching her with a Hurricanrana! Roxi dives on her for the cover!

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Alexis Edwards drapes her boot on the bottom rope and points it out to Jasmine, forcing the break!

Adams: Damn it! Wait! Can I say that in Japan!?

Simone: Try saying it in Japanese.

Adams: Okay! ... (moves lips silently) Damn it!

Angelica climbs up onto the ring apron and starts calling out to Roxi, distracting her from the match. At least until Delia Darling grabs her by the boot and pulls her off! Angelica swings at her and Delia swings back and a fight between the former Mean Girls teammates erupts!

Adams: Oh how I do love a good catfight!

As Roxi stands temporarily distracted by the fight, she turns around and right into a high leg lariat by Amy Marshall!

Simone: And it looks like Angelica did what she wanted to do. She caused Amy to regain control!

Amy drags her to her feet and sends her once again into the ropes with an Irish whip! Amy goes for a clothesline but Roxi ducks under the blow, then springboards off of the ropes and catches Amy with a...

Adams: Ray Of Hope!

Roxi dives down onto Amy for the cover -- but before the 'heel' Bombshells can break it up again, Keira Fisher races into the ring and dives on top of Roxi's back! Then Mercedes jumps on ... and Delia ... Cynthia Warren... Samantha Marlowe! Jasmine blinks at the pile up but shrugs, saying "F**k it* and counts!

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3!

The bell rings as the crowd applauds and the heels pry the faces off as a huge fight breaks out in the ring!

Simone: We have a battle royal breaking out here!

Keira jumps in Roxi's arms as Jasmine raises her arm in victory as she is presented with the belt!

Justin: Here is your winner, and NEW Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Internet Champion -- ROXI JOHNSON!

The crowd applauds as security pours into the ring to pry the Bombshells apart as Amy is fuming, protesting!

Adams: Roxi regains the title! I can't believe Jasmine counted that!

Simone: Roxi's pins were constantly being broken up by the heels throughout this entire match! I think the 'faces' were just looking to even things up and Jasmine went right along with it!

The fighting Bombshells are pulled from the ring, continuing their skirmishes back up the aisle as Roxi and Keira continue to celebrate inside of the ring!

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Backstage once more, the cameras focus on Kain, who is currently doing some push-ups as his wife, Ariel, yells out some encouragement, but also psyches her husband for the brutal match ahead. Doing the final, one-hundred push-up in a row, Kain gets back on his feet and his wife pulls him in with a deep, passionate kiss before grabbing his head and taking him towards the gorilla position as the camera then switches to the commentators.

Adams: Sean Jackson has been using just about every manuever in the book to get away from Kain with the title in his hands, but it looks like Sean has no choice but to step into the ring with the man himself and confront him.

Simone: Adams, that about sums it up! This could be the biggest night in Kain's career or Sean Jackson's tactics could somehow get the best of the King Of Kings once more! This is going to be an exciting main event!

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The sounds from the conclusion of the main event of Chaos In Cape Town - the SCW Heavyweight Championship/ACW World Championship unification match - from May 25th 2014, fade in.

Adams: Tap out, Jackson! Tap out, Jackson! Tap out, Jackson!

Within a matter of seconds, the bell rings.

DING! DING! DING!

Adams: He tapped! Jackson tapped!

Justin Decent: Here is your winner and UNDISPUTED HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WOOOOOOOOOORLD??????SIIIIIMOOOOOON JOOOOOOOOONES!

The crowd can be heard going nuts, showering Simon with praise.

Adams: Thank you ladies and gentlemen for joining us tonight. We have an Undisputed Champion and it is England's own Simon Jones.

The sound then fades out.

Next Week!

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Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! Please welcome to the stage, Sin City Wrestling's own "Hostess With the Mostess" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!

The Japanese fans stand and applaud, and many take pictures, as Amanda sashays out onto the stage in a blue sequined evening gown, complete with matching beehive 'Marge Simpson' wig. At her side are two very handsome Japanese male bodybuilders, clad in little more than posing speedos. Amanda looks from one, then to the other, and finally out at the crowd with wide eyes and raises the house mic...

Amanda: Oh. My God. Bryan!
Look at his crotch!
It is so big!
He looks like one of those "Drag Queen's Boyfriends".
But, you know. Who understands those drag queens?
They only talk to him because he looks like a total hustler.
I mean, his bulge is just so big!
I can't believe it's just so round!
It's just like "Out There".
I mean, gross!
Look! He's just so huge!

I like big cocks and I cannot lie!
Go, nuts and I can't deny.
That when a man walks in with a bulge in his pants, it puts me in a trance.
I get hot. Wanna rip off jeans.
I'm the worst of all sized queens.
Deep in his shorts he's wearing. I'm hooked and I can't stop staring.
Oh baby, I wanna get wit' cha. And take your picture.
My sisters tried to warn me, but that rod you got makes me so horny.

Oh, uncut monster. You say you wanna get in my mouth?
Well, do me. Screw me. Come on and turn me out.
I just watched him peeing. And seeing is believing.
He's young, hung, got it goin' on. I don't care if he's dumb.
I'm tired of tiny meat. Sayin' cocktail franks a treat.
Ask the average queen, and she will scream: "He best be packing heat!".

So fellas!
(Yeah?)
Fellas!
(Yeah?)
Has your boyfriend got the dick?
(Hell yeah!)
Then shake it!
(Shake it!)
Shake it!
(Shake it!)
Shake that healthy prick!
Baby got front.
Baby got front.

I like 'em long, and big.
When I put on my wig. I lose control.
So stick that mammoth pole in my cake hole.
I wanna take that bone, and uh, swallow it, uh, uh.
I ain't talkin' 'bout dildos.
'Cause silicone parts are made for toys.
I want 'em real thick and juicy.
So fine, I'm on my knees, Jackie Beat's on fire.
Hot and juicy, just like Wendy's!

Alan knows on striker.
A small dicked ugly biker.
Forget those boring heteros. I like my queens, like striker.
A word to the thick, hard brothers. Forget the others. I'll kiss your mothers.
For simply giving birth to a big, fat, juicy dick, that's almost worth it's weight in gold.
You'd never get cold.
If I was your girl I'd rock your world, every time your flag unfolds.
So whip out that schlong.
You can't go wrong. If it's long and strong. Just like this song.

So fellas!
(Yeah?)
Fellas!
(Yeah?)
Open up them big umbrellas!
Just zip it down and whip it out even lesbians got to shout.
Baby got front!

Yeah, baby.
When it comes to man-love.
I like Latino fan club.
Big and fat.
And long and brown.
And a good, six inches around.

So your boyfriend has small feet?
Princess kinda meat?
You wanna sleep inside my cottage?
Forget Vianna Sausage.
Don't ask "Que Pasa".
Serve Kielbasa.
Don't stuff it with a sock.
I want a real big c***.

Now there ain't nothing sadder.
She says that it don't matter.
She's full of shit and lying, for a big one she is dying.
So, someone said you're big. Well, I am a dick-pig.
So save it for a stupid whore. It better make my jaw sore.
To the little boys in the sauna, I really do not wanna, play with your wiener.
I have to sepina. A stud from Argentina.

Some crack head tried to this.
'Cause her man is on my list.
I am a piss remover, that's why my nickname's "Hoover".
So home-boys, if you got a big bone, and you wanna get sucked then pick up the phone.
Dial 1-900-Jackie-beat.
I want your meat!
Baby got front.
Baby got front.

He's dumb as dirt, but he's got a big c***.
He's ugly as sin, but he's got a big c***.
He's semi-retarded, but he's got a big c***.
So he killed a few people, he's got a big c***!

The song comes to an end and the two bodybuilders finish posing. The fans cheer and applaud as Amanda takes a bow and blows them kisses. Both bodybuilders then give her a peck on the cheek before they make their exit backstage.

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The lights in the arena goes down as the low-sounding guitar riff from Saliva's "Ladies And Gentlemen" plays and a lone spotlight is placed on the top of the entrance ramp, right at the enter. Once the guitars and drums pick up noise and the song starts to play it's tune, a platform rises from the bottom and the crowd recognizes Kain and his love, Ariel. The crowd cheers wildly for Kain as Saliva's frontman, Josey Scott, sings his lyrics, boasting of a show that no one has ever seen before. Kain looks around the arena, smiles briefly at both sides of the crowd, then stares down the ring and locks on to his game face. Snarling with rage, he walks down the ramp with intent and purpose, thinking of the fight ahead of him.

Simone: As Kain is making his way to the ring, we are going to witness the most anticipated return match from Into The Void in years.

Adams: I wonder if Kain is still feeling like a dumbass for falling for the twin magic from Sean Jackson. Not only that he lost to Travis Nathaniel Andrews the following episode of Climax Control. He really needs this win to get back on track.

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

Adams: Isn't Ariel just ravishing in that gown?

Simone: You got some serious issues Jason. We have very beautiful geishas at ringside with us tonight.

One of the geishas enter the ring, hand Kain a bouquet of flowers while bowing before him. He returns the bow until

v/o: "Osaka, 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...

Simone: This man is just scum. He has no respect for the Geishas or Kain.

Adams: Did you expect anything less from Sean Jackson?

"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 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.

Adams: Pamela is also looking mighty fine tonight.

Simone: Try to keep both hands above the table alright.

The geisha walks over toward Sean's position and hands him a bouquet of flowers. She bows toward before exiting the ring. Kain hands his bouquet over to Ariel as Sean just tosses them away. Justin Decent slowly makes his way inside the ring when the opening riff of "Zombie" blares through the sound system.

Adams: No, it can't be

Simone: Can it though?

Sean whips his head toward the stage as Gabriel walks out onto the stage wearing a black and white shirt. He is still wearing his signature ripped jeans, black fingerless gloves and a chain dangling from his pocket.

Adams: Oh my GOD. Gabriel is back.

Simone: Wait, why is he out here?

Adams: Christian and Hot Stuff did promise that this match would be contested with a special guest referee. Gabriel seems to have stolen a referee shirt so he could be it.

Belinda still can't believe her eyes as he makes his way into the ring. Sean doesn't know what to make of this as Kain is taken a back as well. Justin Decent takes his cue as Gabriel stands beside him.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, this is the main event of the evening and it will one fall. It will be for the Sin City Wrestling Heavyweight Championship. Introducing the special guest referee, he is GABRIEL.

Sean still can't believe his eyes as Gabriel slides his eyes back and forth.

Justin: Now introducing the challenger, he hails from Detriot, Michigan and weighs 240 lbs. He is accompanied to the ring by Ariel, this is KAIN.

Kain throws one arm into the air while the Japanese fans are going crazy. He gives Ariel one more kiss before rocking his fists back and forth.

Justin: introducing his opponent, he hails from Dallas, Texas and weighs 220 lbs. He is accompanied to the ring by Pamela Duke-Jackson. He is the current reigning and defending Sin City Wrestling Heavyweight Champion, he calls himself "The Mental Rapist,"...This is SEAN JACKSON.

Sean hoists the Heavyweight championship belt high into the air before shoving it into the chest of Gabriel. Gabriel snarls a bit before holding it up for all to see it one last time. He moves toward the ring technician and hands off the championship belt. Before Gabriel calls for the bell, he looks at both ladies and points toward the back.

Simone: I do believe Gabriel is kicking Ariel and Pamela both from ringside.

Adams: Gabriel can't do that.

Simone: Yes, he can.

Ariel reluctantly walks toward the back as Pamela is screaming at the top of her lungs. Sean glares at Gabriel as he gets right up in his face. Gabriel points at his shirt and tells Sean to back up. Reluctantly Sean complies as he steps away from Gabriel. Kain is still in his corner doing final prep work for his match as Sean catches him off guard with a hesitation dropkick. The suddenness of the move causes Kain to smack his head onto the second turnbuckle.

DING DING DING!

The bell finally sounds as Sean starts to stomp a preverbal mudhole into Kain. Each time Sean stomps on Kain, he grinds his foot adding more pressure. Sean bends down to pick Kain back up only to get caught with a quick left to the side of his jaw. Sean stumbles back a bit as Kain swiftly moves back up to his feet. He strikes again with a left jab to Sean's jaw which he follows up with a right cross which knocks Sean down to one knee.

Adams: When it comes to fist fighting, there is no one better than Kain.

Simone: That is so true. Sean had better think of another strategy.

Kain sees Sean on one knee as he strikes quickly with an enzuigiri to the back of his head. The tip of Kain's toe catches Sean behind the ear as he drops to fully prone position. Without skipping a beat, Kain quickly straddles Sean and stands there for a few minutes. Sean starts to get on his hands and knees when Kain drops all of his weight across Sean's back. He once again flattens out as Kain drops to a seated position. While in the seated position, Kain manages to pull Sean up by his neck. While Kain is holding Sean in this hold, he continuously drives his forearms across his face. About the fourth or fifth forearm smash, Kain hooks Sean's arm around his legs while locking him in a modified camel clutch.

Sean is screaming out in pain as Gabriel checks to see if he wants to give up. Sean instantly shakes his head as he tries to slide toward the bottom ropes. Sean knows if he can reach the bottom rope then Kain will have to release the hold. However as Sean starts to inch his way toward the ring ropes, Kain drops all of his weight back down across Sean's back. Sean crumbles again as Kain once again locks in the camel clutch.

Simone: Kain is dictating the pace in this match. He is being methodical in his approach tonight.

Adams: Oh please, these doorknob has done nothing. He's thrown a few hands and locked Sean in a camel clutch. It's not really that impressive.

Sean once again tries to inch his way toward the ring ropes. Kain senses that Sean is trying to get close to the ring ropes as he stands up again. He leaps into the air but Sean manages to catch him with both knees on the way down. Gabriel just shrugs his shoulders as Kain grabs at his groin while falling into a fetal position. Sean uses this time to slide out of the ring. He leans up against the barricade trying to get some blood flowing through his back. Kain continues to hold his groin as Sean notices him near the ring apron.

A sick grin comes across Sean's face as he moves toward Kain's position. Kain is just getting back up to his feet when Sean pulls him out of the ring. The moment Kain's feet touch the arena floor, Sean decks him with a hard right hand. The force from the right hand shakes Kain a little as Sean delivers another hard right to his face. Sean goes for a third right hand as Kain blocks the attempt and strikes with a hard right of his own to Sean's ribcage. Sean grunts as Kain drives another right across his chiseled jawline. Sean stumbles again as Kain slowly walks toward him with his fists up.

Simone: Is Gabriel going to get these men back into the ring?

Adams: I think he just wants these two beat the hell out of each other.

Kain gets a little closer as he goes to strike with another right but Sean catches the hand. He then whips Kain into the barricade. Kain smacks the barricade a little hard as Sean comes running towards him. Sean is looking for a clothesline but Kain launches Sean into the crowd. Sean lands hard on his stomach as the fans in the front row scatter. Kain steps over the barricade as Sean quickly jumps up and connects with a dropkick to Kain's knee. Kain buckles a bit as Sean picks up a plastic coke bottle but doesn't get a chance to use it. As Kain catches Sean with a sole kick to the side of his head.

Meanwhile Gabriel can be seen hopping out of the ring and walking over towards the commentary booth. He grabs Adams around his neck and tosses him out of his seat. Belinda rolls her eyes as Gabriel props his boots up on the table while placing the headset around his head.

Gabriel: Damn, what a fight huh?

Simone: What are you doing Gabriel? Shouldn't you be counting them out?

Gabriel: Hmmm, no. You see Sean Jackson is a joke. He knows now that it's better to fight your own battles because once a dick always a dick.

Belinda rolls her eyes some more as Kain lifts Sean off the ground and onto his shoulders. The crowd is screaming "?????????? (This is Awesome in Japanese)" as Kain moves further into the crowd. Gabriel continues to enjoy this match as Kain comes to the retaining wall near the back of the arena. In one fluid motion, Kain lifts Sean above his head and tosses him like a javelin into the wall.

Simone: He could have broken Sean's neck.

Gabriel: Good. Then we won't have to listen to that shithead for months.

Kain is giving high fives to several members of the audience before bending down to pick Sean up. However the momentary distraction of the crowd gave Sean enough time to poke his thumb into Kain's eyes. Kain stumbles around a bit as Sean slams a heavy purse across the dome of Kain. Kain continues to stumble as Sean groggily gets back up to his feet. Even though he is groggy, Sean grabs a hold of Kain's head and slams him face first into the retaining wall. Loud boos echo throughout the building as Sean gives several fans some very graphic gestures. Sean doesn't waste anytime as he picks Kain back up and leads back toward the ring.

Gabriel notices them moving back toward the ring as he slowly stands out of his seat. Sean stops just short of the barricade and grabs a hold of Kain's arm. He goes to whip him back over the barricade but Kain counters by pulling Sean back towards him. Right as Kain does that, he spins around while driving the back of Sean across his knee. Kain continues to hold Sean in his arms as he moves back toward the ring. Kain stops, turns around as Sean's eyes get widen.

Simone: Please don't tell me Kain is planning on doing what I think he is doing.

Gabriel: Just do it Kain.

Gabriel is still standing with the headset still on as Sean starts to fight out of this but to no avail. Kain chunks Sean over his head as Sean lands hard on the arena floor. Kain slouches a little against the barricade as Gabriel briskly removes his headset and slides back into the ring. Jason fixes his sports coat as he retakes his seat.

Adams: How could you let him take my seat?

Simone: I didn't have much choice.

Kain sucks back the pain as he hops back over the barricade. Kain notices Sean trying to drag himself back towards the ring. Kain laughs out loud before grabbing Sean around the waist but as he lifts Sean into the air. Sean shifts his weight a little and catches Kain in the face with the full coke bottle. The surprise strike catches Kain off guard as he places Sean feet first onto the ring apron. Sean hops back into the ring, runs toward the far ring ropes, rebounds off them while looking for something high risk. However Gabriel sticks his foot out as Sean stumbles into the ring ropes. Gabriel looks at Sean and warns him that he will DQ him. Sean gets back into Gabriel's face as they start to argue.

Adams: I knew these two would get nose to nose sooner or later.

Simone: The bad blood between these two is well documented.

While this is happening Kain manages to slide back into the ring which Sean sees from the corner of his eye. Sean roughly walks away from Gabriel as he returns his attention to Kain. Kain is still trying to get back up to his feet as Sean hops up onto the corner turnbuckle behind him. He goes to grab Kain around his neck but gets caught with a spinning backfist from out of nowhere.

Simone: Whirlwind Fist, where in the hell did that come from?

Adams: It came from a whirlwind duh

Kain notices Sean is nearly out as he climbs up as well, he grabs a hold of Sean with two hands before connecting with a wicked diamond cutter from the top rope.

Adams: SUPER MALICE. Kain got all of it

Both men are down on the canvas but Kain is the first to react. He rolls Sean over onto his back, hooks the far leg as Gabriel drops into position.

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Gabriel signals for the bell as Justin Decent re-enters the ring with the SCW Heavyweight Championship.

Justin: Here is your winner and the new SCW Heavyweight KAIN

Kain sits up while holding the one title that should have been his since Into The Void IV.

Simone: WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION

Adams: Yeah that is nice but I'm sure Sean will blame Gabriel for this loss.

Simone: He can blame who he wants, but it doesn't stop the fact that Kain just beat Sean Jackson. That's all we've got time for, we'll see you next week.

The scene fades to Gabriel raising Kain's arm in the air, smirking at a shocked looking Sean Jackson

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