Climax Control

The crowd is alive with energy inside of the PNE Agrodome in Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites.

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

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

"SCW!"
"SCW!"
"SCW!"

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

Justin: Hello everyone and welcome to the PNE Agrodome in Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada and welcome to Sin City Wrestling "Climax Control"!

The crowd cheers!

Justin: This is our first stop in the 2016 Canadian tour! Now please help me welcome the Hostess With the Mostess for "Climax Control" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!

The crowd cheers as Amanda walks out, her hair done up in a tight bun, thick, horn rimmed glasses on her face and wearing an outfit reminiscent of a librarian. Holding a pen in one hand, and a clipboard in the other, she walks out with her nose in the air and the performance begins.

Amanda: (clears throat)
I'm not unemployed or smuggling cigarettes across the border
I don't eat Pepsi and May West for breakfast (*)
I don't watch da hockey game doing it doggie-style
And no, I don't know Claude, Manon, or Francois in Abitibi-Temiscamingue (*)
But I'm sure they all have nice teeth

I smoke in church
I speak Quebecois in joual, not French or English
I pronounce it "tird", not third
And eating French fries with cheese makes sense, mon ostie,
I believe in a distinct society, as long as someone else pays for it
I believe in language-police, not equal rights
And, calisse, I believe that Club Super-Sex is an appropriate place
for my wife and me to celebrate our anniversaire
What the hell, she goes on at ten anyway

In Quebec, the Stanley Cup actually comes around more often than
Halley's comet
I can get beer at the depanneur, not the convenience store
And maybe I can't turn right on a red light
But tabarnak, I can go right through it
Because Quebec is the world's largest producer of maple syrup
The home of Celine Dion and Roch Voisine
The land where everybody is shacking up and the legal drinking age is
just a suggestion

Je m'appelle Guy, and I am not Canadian

Mot, t'a dit, tabarnak, ostie.
Merci, salut la vedette

The song ends and the Canadian fans cheer and applaud as Amanda prances about the stage, blowing kisses, before she disappears back behind the curtains.

Simone: Hello everyone! And welcome to the first stop in Sin City Wrestling's tour of Canada as we head to Ottawa, Ontario for Violent Conduct III! I am Belinda Simone...

Adams: And I'm Jason Adams! Hey, did you know Canadian bacon is actually cooked locally?

Simone: I have an even bigger scoop for you Jason. Mars bars are made right here on Earth!

Adams: Coooooool!

Simone: Eight matches are scheduled tonight, including both Roulette Championships being defended! But we kick things off tonight, working to determine the number one contenders to the World Bombshell tag team titles, currently worn by the Angel Clan.

Adams: This is just like what SCW did to get new challengers for Team BJ last cycle!

Simone: Yes, a four team tournament will be taking place to decide who will be facing the Angel Clan in Ottawa, and it starts with the Female Elders taking on the new combination of the Justice League.

Adams: I'm already having flashbacks to really cheesy 80's animation after hearing that name.

Simone: The winners will move on to the finals and face the winners of next week's tournament match between Lust 4 Life and Team Technicolor.

Adams: We have some new faces too! Polly Playtime will show us what she can do but BOY she must have pissed in somebody's Cheerios to be booked against Twisted Sister in her first time around!

Simone: It will definitely show us whether or not Polly can take it as well as dish it out when facing that homicidal lunatic inside, and probably outside, of the ring.

Adams: Then we're going to work on deciding who'll be the next challenger for J2H's world title at Violent Conduct III in another mini tournament!

Simone: Six men, two triple threat matches! The winners of those two matches will then square off to decide who will be going to Ottawa to face the longest reigning World Heavyweight Champion in SCW history, J2H!

Adams: The first match is Dmitri against Casey Williams and Markus Reeves!

Simone: Then we have another newcomer to SCW show us what he can do when Josh Woodrum arrives fresh from AWA to go against one-half of the former Bad Company tandem, Johnny Tsunami!

Adams: Boy that one won't be any easier for Josh than Polly's match! Johnny is a first class wrestler in the ring!

Simone: But it will test Josh to his peak levels and let us see what the man is made of.

Adams: Then we have the long awaited in-ring debut of Evie Baang!

Simone: The first wrestling student of former two-time World Champion and SCW and AWA Hall of Famer, Gabriel, as she takes on Amy-Jayne.

Adams: You know I wouldn't be a bit surprised if after tonight, we don't hear from Amy-Jayne?

Simone: Pretending to be a prophet again, Jason?

Adams: No. I'm just in 'the know'!

Simone: O-kay? After that, we have our first roulette title match when the record setting champion 'The Siren' Kate Steele puts her title on the line against Billionaire Club member, Veronica Taylor.

Adams: gee, it's a shame after Veronica came off a big win at Summer XXXTreme V, only for this to happen to her. Tsk.

Simone: But she does have Miles Blake in her corner and that could prove quite the advantage going into this one.

Adams: Then we have the 'other half' of the former Bad Company tag team in action as Caleb Houston is taking on Despayre!

Simone: Despayre is not letting his loss against J2H at Summer XXXTreme V get him down. He is getting right back in there and facing a very game competitor in Caleb.

Adams: Its a shame that Bad Company split but I guess we'll be seeing what they're made of for singles.

Simone: And then its time for the Main Event! James Tuscini once again putting his gold on the line against a worthy challenger in Travis Nathaniel Andrews!

Adams: Travis won the right at Summer XXXTreme IV to challenge for the title! Nobody can ever accuse the champ of ducking challengers because he's putting the title on the line against whoever the bosses throw his way!

Simone: And so far he has done so successfully. But will tonight be any different against Mister TNA?

Adams: We won't know until we start so let's get going!




The lights in the arena drop out to pitch black, before gold and blue lights flash around the top of the entrance ramp as a heavy guitar rift. P.O.D's "Lights Out" plays and as the lyrics "It goes one for the money homie, two for the show. We tore the roof off this mother now it's time to blow." is sung, J2H confidently walks out on to the stage. The SCW World Heavyweight championship sits around his waist. J2H looks around the crowd before he walks towards the ring with, a confident look on his face. The lights brighten slightly as he gets closer to the ring, stepping up the steps and through the middle of the ropes and in to the ring. He moves towards the center of the ring, putting his arms to either side as gold pyros spit up from the turnbuckles. J2H look to the sky before looking down and round the fans, cockiness dripping from the young man. He pulls the title off of his waste and puts it over his shoulder as Justin hands him a microphone. A smile crosses his face.

J2H: Now you're gonna believe me when I say I really am the best in the fucking world.

A round of boos meet him.

J2H: I told you all for months, that I would be the best and today I stand before you as the best there has ever been. No longer will title runs be judge my the Spike Staggs meter, but by the J2H meter. I have took the bar in my hand and raised it further above my head then anyone in the back could ever reach. I made it to the point where you don't have to like me, but you sure as fuck have to respect me.

J2H paces up and down the ring.

J2H: I earned the right to be where I am to be called the best. I walked out of that match with Despayre battered and bruised. I had stitches in my mouth, I had bruises, I had muscle strains, pulls, and a rip in one of them. I had two broken bones and I laid there looking at that title and I had to ask myself one simple question... Was it worth it?

A smirk crosses his face.

J2H: Fuck yeah it was worth it!

The crowd boo as J2H looks around them.

J2H: I am now know as the best you will ever see in SCW, it was more than worth it. I took the best Despayre had to offer and I took it like a man and showed that I really am the greatest you will ever see, and that puts the question in my head, the question about where to go right now. I mean I've done it all, I can take this belt, place it on the ground and say first one to come and pick it up can be the new champion, but let's be honest, we know Travis Nathaniel Andrews would be the first one out here lifting it above his head and acting like he won it, because it's the only way he'll ever be World champion.

J2H shrugs.

J2H: Or I could throw it in to the crowd and let one of you idiots become champion.

This bring a cheer from the crowd

J2H: To be honest, you will be better champions than Travis will ever be. I did doubt if I wanted this belt anymore now there's not a lot to do but this little tweet from Mikah got me thinking.

He nods his head firmly.

J2H: Hold the title for a year she told me, and it hit me. I could stand here as a king, or I could go on to be a god.

He looks to the sky.

J2H: I like the sound of being a god and that's what I plan to be, so if anyone wants this title, you're gonna have to take it from my cold, dead hands, cause this is staying with me forever.

J2H runs his hand on his belt on his shoulder.

J2H: I do see that there's something planned to set up my next opponent. A couple of triple threat matches and a single match? Who comes up with this boring shit? You're putting in that little fake Vampire, who's ass I kicked all over the place not too long ago. He's seens as a worthy challenger? Seriously, the guy is a joke and I will beat him again, and again. Also, Markus Reeves?

J2H scratches the side of his head.

J2H: The same Markus Reeves who lost to James Tuscini and Rage when he challenged them for their titles? Good booking SCW!

A sarcastic tone comes from J2H's voice.

J2H: Thank god for Casey being in that damn match because the two you put in there are just pointless. I fully expect Casey to destroy each and everyone person put before him and end up standing face to face with me. It doesn't even matter who the other people you book in the second match, none will get past Casey, and if they're lucky enough to sneak past him, you'll just be cannon fodder for me in my journey as I step up from King, to God. That's real talk bitches.

"Light Out" blasts through the speakers as J2H drops the mic, stepping through the ropes and dropping to the floor and walking up the ramp.




IAIN SAYN NUN by OGYOLA X starts to play.

Justin: Coming to the ring and a combine weight of 245ibs. They are two Members of the Elders first from Rock Island, IL Alana Allure

We see Alana Allure come from behind the curtains to a crowd pop.

Justin: and her tag team partner from Foshan, China. Song

Song comes the curtain to a shower of boos. Alana pauses to wait for Song to catch up to him. The two give a fist bump to each other. The crowd showers them with a mix reaction as the two make there way to the ring. Alana slides in from the bottom ropes while Song jumps on to the ring apron and then jump over the top ropes to make her way in the ring. Alana and Song each get on top of a turnbuckle. Songe raises her arms in the air to ta a mix reaction. Alana Alllure then raises her arms up the air to a shower of cheers. The two get down and meet in the middle of the ring each other a nod while the crowd showers them with a mix reaction.

Justin: And their opponents...

The arena goes dark as a strange symbol appears on the screen with two empty lines underneath. As the song "Karate" begins to play, the symbol will start to blink. With each blink, two letters will fill the blanks. Before the first words are sung, flood lights will shine down on the stage as Zuri Chastain and Belinda Warwick step out onto the stage. They are soon followed by Blanca Chastain and Lady Marsden. All four ladies take a moment to look around their new surroundings before making their way down the ramp.

Justin: Making their way down the aisle, being accompanied to the ring by Lady Marsden and Blanca Chastain, at a total combined weight of 341 pounds, they are the team of Belinda Warwick and the "Masked Vigilante" Zuri Chastain.....the Justice League.

Marsden and Blanca stops at the bottom of the ramp as Zuri slides into the ring. Belinda pulls herself up onto the ring apron before entering the ring. Zuri saunters over towards the corner before leaping up onto the second turnbuckle. She glances out among the audience while turning her head towards Belinda. Both ladies nod as the crowd just looks on.

Simone: Both teams are looking to advance for a chance to challenge for the Bombshell tag titles and either team could pull it out tonight.

Adams: I can`t wait to see who is going to be going on and who will be left in the dust. There is the bell and this match is on.

The bell rings as Song and Alana discuss their opponents across the ring as Belinda moves to the middle of the ring and watches the pair. Alana moves to meet her as Song slides through the ropes and grabs the tab rope on the outside. Alana locks up with Belinda but is immediately thrust away by the more powerful Warwick who watches as Alana catches herself and tries a round house kick on Warwick who leans out of the way. As she straightens, Alana hits a European uppercut that causes her to stumble backwards. Alana charges across the ring and catches Belinda from the side with an attempt at a Russian side legsweep but Belinda stands tall then catching Allure with a bit of a swing, drops her with a sidewalk slam that makes the smaller woman arch in pain.

Simone: What power is being shown by Belinda Warwick in this match.

Adams: Are you going to do something about the gimmick infringement that she is doing to you?

Simone: Gimmick infringement?

Adams: She clearly stole the name Belinda from you Bellie...

Simone: My name isn't Bellie and more than one person can have the same name. Just because the Red Ranger has the name Jason, does that mean you are going to sue?

Adams: Don't be silly...he's a Power Ranger!

Warwick reaches for Alana who has grabbed her back in pain. Pulling her to her feet, Belinda whips her into the ropes and spins with a discus clothesline that Allure ducks under as she tags in Song on the rebound. Song climbs to the top as Alana uses a clothesline to rock against Warwick who watches as Alana stops then kicks her in the midsection before turning her into a flying body press from Song. Warwick is sent to the mat. Song quickly drops for a pin but is immediately bench pressed off of the downed Warwick who rolls to her hands and knees. Song moves to grab the head of Warwick but is pulled off her feet by the rising Belinda and sent sprawling to the mat. Belinda pulls Song to her side of the ring by the foot and tags in Zuri who is quickly able to jump the ropes and land with a slingshot legdrop across the upper body of Song.

Adams: That is going to leave a mark for sure.

Simone: If the Elders are not careful, that could end their dreams of the tag titles.

Grabbing at her chest, Song rolls to the outside and leans against the apron trying to catch her breath. Zuri watches as the referee moves to the ropes and begins to count the Elder out. At five, Song grabs the bottom rope and pulls herself into the ring. Zuri moves towards her and the pair lock up. Zuri pushes Song into the ropes and begins to level Song with hard rights and finishes with a jumping axe handle that sends Song slumping into the corner. Zuri is backed off by Summers as Song rolls to the ropes and pulls herself up then along the ropes towards Alana who is waving her hand for a tag. Song is almost at her partner when Zuri rushes past Summers and grabs at Song's hair, pulling her back into the middle of the ring. Song uses an elbow strike to the face of Zuri. Grabbing at her face, Zuri staggers slightly as Song rushes to the ropes and tags in Alana Allure.

Simone: Desperate move on Song's part. It gave her enough time to tag in Alana.

Zuri catches Alana as she jumps into the ring with an arm drag that sends Allure across the canvas. Allure quickly rolls to her hands and knees and then explodes upward with a European uppercut that takes the masked Chastain off her feet. Alana quickly reaches down and locks in a figure four neck lock on Chastain who screams in pain. Summers drops to check on Zuri who is fighting to make her way to the ropes to break the hold. Alana arches her body forcing more pain onto the masked vigilante who slumps slightly. Summers checks her again as Zuri forces her hands against the canvas and pulls herself inches closer before reaching out to try and grab the bottom rope. Alana shakes her head as Zuri once more pulls herself a few inches closer and reaches again. Belinda hops down from the apron and reaches through the ropes to pull her partner close enough that her fingers curl around the bottom rope. Belinda gets on the apron again as Summers forces the break on Zuri. Alana releases the hold and stands as she questions Summers which allows Zuri to move to her corner. Just as Allure reaches her, Zuri makes the tag to Belinda and then rolls to the outside.

Adams: Zuri needed that break for sure. If Alana had held her in the hold any longer, Zuri might have not been able to bounce back.

Belinda Warwick slides between the ropes and moves towards Alana. Grabbing her arm, she whips her into the corner and follows her in with a corner splash. Allure slumps against the ropes as she is grabbed by the neck and pulled into the middle of the ring by Warwick who picks her up and spinning her around sends her over her head with a belly to back suplex that has Allure grabbing at the back of her neck in pain as she rolls to her stomach. Warwick gets to her feet and looks over the fans as Alana slowly works her way up to her feet and then charges across the ring and jumps on the back of Belinda before locking in an octopus stretch on the arms of Warwick.

Simone: That is one way to prevent your opponent from getting their hands on you.

Adams: Yes but if Allure is not careful, Belinda will end up using any means to scrape her off her back...kind of like she is about to do now.

Belinda struggles against the hold that Alana has on as the fans cheer on each of the teams. Allure cranks back on the hold as Belinda backs towards the corner where Song is standing. As Alana's back meets the turnbuckle, Song tags herself in and climbs the ropes. Allure falls off the arms of Belinda Warwick who staggers forward and turns only to be met with the feet of Song via a missile dropkick that sends her to the mat. Song nips up and gets between Warwick and Chastain.

Simone: Song is cutting off the ring for Justice league members.

Adams: The Elder Member is looking for an opening on the bigger woman. And I think she found it.

Belinda rises slowly but is caught in a rear naked choke by Song who locks her arms around the neck of Warwick and jumps on her back. Warwick goes down to one knee as Zuri paces on the apron and shouts at her partner. Belinda holds out her hands for a tag but is too far away. Zuri gets to the top rope and launches herself at her partner with a springboard dropkick that sends Warwick crashing down on Song. Summers forces Zuri out of the ring and misses the pin attempt by Warwick. Song releases the hold and pushes Warwick to the side and crawls to her corner. Alana is tagged in as the Elders pick up Belinda and each puts her hand on the throat of Warwick and hits the Knockout double chokeslam on the bigger woman. Picking her up, Song hits the Perfect Melody into the warm embrace from Alana.

Simone: This might be it for the Justice League.

Belinda is taken down but Zuri comes in to make the save. As she does, Song takes out the masked woman with a jumping heel kick that sends Zuri through the ropes. Alana gets to her feet and pulls up Belinda Warwick who manages to fight off the hands of Alana and grabs her to take her down with a sidewalk slam. Before she can capitalize on the arched Alana, Song catches Belinda in the Song of Pain which makes her fight hard to break it but Song has it locked in tight. Zuri can see from the outside and attempts to break the hold but Alana takes out the masked vigilante with a hard European uppercut then spears the pair to the outside of the ring. In the middle of the ring, the sleeper hold is taking the fight out of Warwick who has her arm raised but it drops. Summers raises it a second time and once again it falls. Song holds the sleeper tight as a third time the arm is raised and drops. Summers motions for the bell as Song releases the hold and Warwick slumps to the side as Zuri slides in the ring to check on her partner.

Simone: This match is over and the Elders team of Song and Alana Allure move on to the next challenge on their way to the Bombshell Tag title shot.

Adams: But I wouldn't count out the Justice League either. They put up a good fight.

Justin: The winners of the match...The Members of the Elders!!




A locker room door is open backstage, so one of the camera crew enters it. Inside sits Polly Playtime playing with an old Polly Pocket toy, already dressed to compete in her debut match. She looks primed and ready to go out on stage and take care of business. When she looks up, she sees the cameraman.

Polly: "Playtime is about to begin. I gave you all a very small taste of what will happen when you are wrong, on anything. Tonight is that next taste that will wet all your appetites. No one will want to cross me, as they know what they will receive for their troubles."

The cameraman does his best to focus the camera on Polly. It becomes difficult again as Polly puts down the Polly Pocket apparatus and stares right at him, with her hands on the tippy top of her tube top, making it look like she might pull it down some. But she doesn't. She instead addresses him, before turning her attention towards her opponent.

Polly: "No, you're not going to get that wet dream of yours to come true. One cameraman already got soaked. Be happy I don't have any water on me right now. As for you Twisted Sister, I hear you like breaking your toys. Well, I always go one step further. I make my toys wish they were never created. Tonight, it's your turn. At the end of it, you'll hear two words from my mouth. You lost."

Polly waves for the cameraman to go. He turns to leave, but only after catching a great shot of Polly's eyes, which look really determined and focused. She is ready to go.




Simone: At Summer XXXTreme history was made as it was the first Supercard to not have a single title change hands but that didn't come without some stiff competition, especially in the World Bombshell Championship Chamber of Fate match.

Adams: And for a lot of people two Bombshells proved that they belong at the top of the women's division, Keira Fisher and Jessie Salco may have gone into the match as the underdogs especially since they had to win qualifying matches to get into the Chamber of Fate in the first place but both Bombshells put on fantastic performances throughout the match especially Jessie who eliminated Mercedes and Keira before being eliminated by Sam.

Simone: Jessie isn't here this week as she and the boys have taken their annual trip to England for the Bloodstock music festival, however on Wednesday night she sent in a video message which we will play right now.

The scene cuts to what looks like a Premier Inn hotel room where we see Jessie Salco sitting on a bed, Shane is lying down on the bed apparently trying to get some sleep and we can assume that Jake has his own room.

Jessie: Summer XXXTreme was supposed to be the culmination of my four-year journey with SCW, the night where I would finally smash through the glass ceiling and emerge as the World Bombshell Champion and the latest Grand Slam Champion, if that had happened I'd be in the ring this Sunday night cutting a tearful promo about my journey and how I cancelled my trip to Bloodstock just so I could be in the building as the Bombshell Champion, obviously that didn't happen.

Jessie says as she folds her arms.

Jessie: And yet, despite the fact that I was the second to last person eliminated from the match and the fact that I eliminated Keira, everyone is saying how Keira deserves a shot at the World Bombshell Champion, all I'm going to say about that is that I wouldn't be surprised if the fans are Donald Trump supporters because of how idiotic that statement is! I've been in the company longer than Keira I've held more titles than her but because she did well in the Chamber of Fate she deserves a shot before me?!

Jessie says as she frowns.

Jessie: How quickly people seem to forget that I outlasted Keira and eliminated her from the match! Hell Keira herself seems to have forgotten that I eliminated her from the match and people want her to get the next shot?! I'm not done with the World Bombshell Title scene, far from it! Sam only eliminated me because she got me by surprise with her submission hold finisher and as soon as I return from England I am setting my sites on the World Bombshell Championship and no one is standing in my way!

The camera fades to black before cutting to the ring where we get ready for the next match.




Justin: The following contest is a single match, scheduled for one fall, introducing first...

The rock band Twisted Sister's anthem of "Burn In Hell" blares across the building and the crowd boos as Twisted Sister is escorted through the stage curtains by professional security, her arms bound around her in a secured straight jacket.

Justin: From Los Angeles, California, weighing in at one hundred forty pounds, she is Twisted Sister!

She screams wildly, thrashing and kicking her legs as the guards have to practically have to carry her to the ring. At ringside, they carefully unfasten her straight jacket and she quickly climbs into the ring and dashes around, screaming like a lunatic.

Justin: And her opponent, making her professional wrestling debut...

"I wish it could ALWAYS be Playtime."

A girly laugh can be heard and "C'est La Vie" by B*Witched begins to play. After a few seconds Polly Playtime appears from the backstage area and chooses to just stand on the stage for a few moments, letting it all sink in. The men in the crowd swoon as all the ladies in the crowd boo their hearts out. Polly comes back to it and winks her left green eye. The camera gets a really good close look at that, sensing that Polly is ready to potentially do something evil.

Justin: "Making her way down the aisle, from Panguitch, Utah, she is the girl that loves to play... POLLY PLAYTIIIIME!!!"

As her name is being announced, Polly then grins and skips off of the stage and down the wrestler ramp. She gets down to the ring and skips one lap around the outside of it before hopping up onto the ring apron. She winks her left eye again and wears a maniacal grin before she slides into the ring under the bottom rope. Once inside the ring she stands back up and looks right over at the referee, again with evil intentions. She licks her chops and nods a few times as she stands in the middle of the ring, her entrance music just now beginning to fade out.

DING DING DING

Twisted Sister moves around Polly, Polly looking at her opponent face to face for the first time. They attempt to tie up but Twisted Sister grabs two handfuls of Polly's hair, causing her to scream out, but Twisted Sister screams out in Polly's face, loud and above the noise of the crowd.

Adams: I hope she brushed her teeth cause if not, Polly could be smelling all sorts of things.

Drew tells Twisted Sister to release her hair but Twisted Sister stares at him as she forces Polly in to the corner and lifts her hand up, bringing it down hard across Polly's chest with an open hand slap, the sound echoes around the arena. Twisted Sister grabs Polly by the hair and whips her across the ring, releasing and throwing her in the air, sending the fun time girl flipping over and landing on her back. As she sits up, Twisted Sister charges at her and kicks her viciously in the spine. Polly straightens up, but Twisted Sister grabs her by the head and slams in backwards in to the mat as she drops to her knees. Twisted Sister holds on to her head and starts to slam it viciously in to the canvas.

Simone: This is one way to welcome the new girl in to SCW.

Adams: By ripping her head off and saying hi?

Simone: I don't think Twisted Sister knows how to say hi.

Twisted Sister pulls Polly to her feet and kicks her in the gut, Twisted Sister pulling Polly's head between her leg and lifts her up with a powerbomb! Twisted Sister goes for the pin and Drew drops down to make the count.

1...
2

Polly kicks out!

Adams: Polly is getting a very rough welcome here.

Twisted Sister pulls Polly to her feet and whips her towards the ropes, but as Polly charges back, she slides under Twisted Sister's legs and pops up behind her. Polly reaches back and grabs Twisted Sister's head and drops her down with a neckbreaker!

Simone: Ladies and gentlemen, Polly's first ever move in professional wrestling....

Adams: And it's a classic.

A wide smile crosses Polly's face as she gets to her feet and jumps around the ring, waiting for Twisted Sister to get back to her feet. As she does, Polly nails her with a punch to the head and a quick clothesline, knocking Twisted Sister to the canvas. Polly stands over her and places her heel on Twisted Sister's abdomen and starts to twist in, pushing down on her stomach.

Simone: Well, that's something I haven't seen before.

Polly looks around the crowd as she bounces off the ropes and jumps in the air, catching Twisted Sister with a leg drop across the chest. Polly gets to her feet and moves over to the corners and pulls herself on to the top rope.

Simone: Going high risk here.

Polly turns to face the ring and jumps off with a splash, landing across Twisted Sister! She stays on top and Drew drops down to make the count.

1...
2

Twisted Sister powers out!

Adams: Polly landed the splash, but couldn't score the pin.

Polly stands up and stands over Twisted Sister's head. She crouches down, her rear over Twisted Sister's face and starts to wiggle her rear in Twisted Sister's face.

Adams: I don't even know where to begin to describe that move.

Polly wiggles but Twisted Sister puts her hands on Polly's hips and sinks her teeth in to her rear!

Simone: Do you know how to describe that move?

Adams: Bite to the arse!

Polly jumps up, moving away from Twisted Sister and rubbing her rear end and Twisted Sister returns to her feet. Polly turns around, only to be met with a huge clothesline! Polly holds her jaw as she rolls to her feet. She moves in close to Twisted Sister, who picks her up and drops her with bodyslam.

Simone: Twisted Sister in control here.

Twisted Sister lifts Polly in the air and, walking her towards the ropes and drops her, Polly's throat landing across the top rope. Polly stays with her throat on the top rope and Twisted Sister pulls down on it, choking her across the rope. Twisted Sister grabs the rope next to her and pulls it backwards, sending Polly flying backwards and on to her back. Twisted Sister jumps down, planting a fist drop in to her head and sits on the canvas next to Polly and turns around, planting her thumb in Polly's eyes and pushes her head down hard in to the mat. Drew quickly moves in and starts his count. Twisted Sister breaks at four and pulls Polly to her feet and whips her hard in to the corner, causing Polly to slam in hard. Twisted Sister charges in and nails Polly with a roaring elbow to the top of the head. Twisted Sister keeps the momentum by instantly running out of the corner and back in, catching her with a second roaring elbow. Twisted Sister reaches in to her pocket, pulling something out.

Adams: Is that a cracker?

Indeed, Jason's suspicions are correct as Twisted Sister forces a cracker towards her mouth.

Twisted Sister: Polly want a cracker?

She forces the cracker towards Polly's mouth before turning around and walking away.

Simone: That woman needs serious help.

Adams: I ain't gonna give it to her.

Twisted Sister charges in for a third roaring elbow, but Polly gets her feet up, catching the heavy metal maiden in the jaw with her boot, causing her to stumble away. As she does, Polly gets on the second rope, looking down at Twisted Sister with her back towards her and jumps off, catching her head as she goes and planting her with a leaping bulldog.

Simone: Great timing with that bulldog.

Adams: Twisted Sister could be picking canvas out of her teeth forever after that one.

Polly stands up first and grabs Twisted Sister by the head and pulls her to her feet, grabbing her wrist and whips her off the ropes. As Twisted Sister bounces back, Polly ducks her head and lifts her over her back with a backbody drop, sending Twisted Sister flying across the ring. Twisted Sister returns to her feet and turns around, Polly jumps up and nails her with a dropkick to the chest, sending her flying across the ring. Polly gets to get feet and waits for Twisted Sister to do the same, as she does, Polly slaps Twisted Sister across the face, causing Twisted Sister's eyes to go wide.

Adams: Well, nice knowing ya Polly.

Twisted Sister dives at Polly, her eyes wide and her face aggressive, but Polly sidesteps the charging bull and Twisted Sister moves past her. As Twisted Sister turns around, Polly plants a boot to the gut and drops her down with a sit out face plant!

Simone: She calls that the Polly Pop!

Adams: Did you say Melly-POP?

Simone: No, Polly Pop.

Adams: Damn people having move names almost the same. Gonna be so confused.

Polly rolls Twisted Sister on to her back and Drew drops down to make the count.

1...
2....
3!

DING DING DING

Justin: The winner of the match.... Polly Playtime!

Simone: Polly has come through a match with the monster that is Twisted Sister.

Adams: I know the girl just wants to have fun, but I don't think she'll ever be the same again after that one.




James Tuscini can be seen backstage preparing for his match as we see Dmitri walk up to him and stares at his championship belt. James sees this and shows a cocky smile.

James: Don't tell me you want a shot at my belt huh Dmitri???

Dmitri stares at the belt before turning his attention towards his tag team partner. His look remains ice cold as this causes Tuscini suddenly stop laughing and looks on seriously.

Dmitri: You know I don't want to challenge you James, but it sure does has a look of pwer don't you think??

James nods his head, but not sure where he is going at.

Dmitri: Power is something that apparently makes you humans feel great, power makes you humans feel like as if you are on top of the world. Something that I wish to take away from the hopes and dreams of every human being that dares to step in my way. Tonight, I have a chance to rid the hopes of a supposedly believer... the hopes of a man that likes to put down curse words as a new hoby. The hopes and dreams of achieving something that they do not deserve... and I??? The only thing I want is another match with J2H... in order to do that, I have to beat these two and the winner of the next triple threat. To take away the hopes, to take away the tears and smiles, the wishing dreams of one day achieving glory... while to me it is just part of my life that I wish to hand down pain as that what they deserve... as I deserve championship gold to be the one that delivers that what the world deserves... and that my friend... is Pain....

With that Dmitri stares at the championship belt once more and mutters once more.

Dmitri: Pain......




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

Simone: Wait a minute, I thought Steve, Cyrus, Andreas and Kaylee where at Bloodstock?!

Adams: They are but much like Jessie Steve sent in a video message to address what happened at Summer XXXTreme, let's not forget that a lot of people think that Kain had no business being in the Internet Title Match to begin with!

The camera cuts to a Premier in hotel room where we see Kaylee and Steve making out on the bed, Kaylee is clad only in her bra and panties whilst Steve is topless though it looks like Kaylee is about to start giving him a blowjob when Cyrus clears his throat and they realize that the camera's rolling, unfortunately for the fans this happens just as Steve was undoing Kaylee's bra.

Adams: God damn it! I was this close to seeing her naked!

Simone: Go watch one of her movies and I can live without seeing Steve's penis thank you very much!

Kaylee quickly rolls off of Steve and after doing up her bra throws on a Megadeth t-shirt that apparently belongs to Steve based on how big it is, Steve meanwhile starts doing up his fly and once he's done he sits up.

Steve: Sorry about that! Forgot that I had a video message to do!

Steve says as Kaylee scoots up to him and starts feeling him up.

Steve: That said, I'll keep this brief because I have something that many wrestling fans don't, a beautiful girlfriend who will put out for me! At Summer XXXTreme I was robbed!

Simone: Are we seriously going through this routine again?!

Adams: Apparently yes!

Steve: If Kain wasn't in the match I would've been able to focus solely on Rage and more importantly win the Internet Championship! Hell, I know for a fact that I'm not the only one who thinks that Kain didn't belong in that match so this is why I'm laying down this challenge, I won't be at Climax Control this week because I'm taking my annual trip to Bloodstock but I will be there for the second Climax Control of the Canadian Tour and I'm sure Rage will be there too so let me simplify this.

Steve says before Kaylee kisses him.

Steve: Rage, I want another chance at the Internet Championship and I want it next week at Climax Control! We both know that this match should've happened at Summer XXXTreme so why prolong the inevitable when we both have unfinished business with each other, I look forward to your profanity laden tweets in response to this message, which has been paid for and delivered by "The Fearless One" Steve Ramone, and more importantly this match! Now if you excuse me.....

The camera pans over (with an audible sigh from Andreas indicating that he's the cameraman) to Kaylee's rear end as she removes her top.

Steve: I'm about to tap that ass! Cut the camera!

The camera fades to black as they get ready for the next match.




Justin: The following contest is a Triple threat and it is for the number one contender tournament for the Heavyweight title, introducing first... From Nashua New Hampshire...

The opening drums and lyrics to Megadeth's "Sweating Bullets" start to blast through the speakers, as red and dark blue lights start to flash, reflecting off of mirrors that are set up at the top of the stage, and they go black, and when the lights come back on, Casey Williams appears at the top of the ramp, looking around at the crowd and not moving, his eyes looking at the mirror into his conflicted self.

Justin: The Freight Train of Pain...Casey WILLIAMS!!

Casey lets out a roar, his arms out wide before he looks around the crowd, focused and intense. 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 conflicted crowd, their faces showing that they do not know what to make of Casey William's new found aggressiveness. Casey nods 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 fans, some cheering and some booing.

Justin: And his opponent, from Moscow Russia, DMITRI!!

The lights go out and we can hear acoustic guitars start to play Devil's Work through the arena and later followed by the double singing of Uncle Acid and the Deadbeats when Dmitri walks out to the arena, all dressed in black or brown leather pants, a white blouse with his top buttons opened up. We see a candle burn on the titan tron as his name emerges. His eyes is piercing through the entire arena, as if he is searching for someone to drain blood from. Lights emerge throughout the crowd as he starts to walk towards the ring, everywhere he walks the spotlight follows him. Allowing him to be the only one that is in the light while the rest of the arena is in complete darkness (except for the lights from the crowd). He finally gets on the ring apron as he once again looks through the entire crowd before entering the ring and stand in the middle of the ring awaiting his opponent

Justin: And their opponent...From Glendale Arizona, Markus REEVES!!

Mark Morton's to "Blacken The Cursed Sun" by Lamb of God starts to blare over the PA as Markus E. Reeves makes his way onto the stage. Boos rain down from the crowd as Markus starts to walk down the ramp. Casey leaves the ring and meets Markus on the ramp as both big men begin to trade punches on the floor of the arena.

Simone: It looks like these men are not going to wait to start this fight.

Adams: Oh hell no. Bring on the thunder...bring on the pain

The referee signals the bell as Dmitri watches the pair on the outside trading punches as they work their way towards the ring and into the ringside area. Markus manages to fight Casey off and use a big boot to send him over the ring steps. Dmitri reaches through the ropes and grabs Markus by the hair and pulls him towards the ring using his hair. Markus is pulled up on the apron then whipped into the ring by Dmitri who moves towards him and with a smile picks up the big man and whips him into the ropes in the corner before following him in and catching the middle ropes begins to slam shoulder blocks into his midsection doubling him over. Catching Markus with a final shoulder block, Dmitri straightens to smile into the face of Reeves before he is turned around by Casey Williams who uses a belly to belly overhead suplex that sends Dmitri skidding across the canvas.

Simone: Casey Williams showing his power with an overhead belly to belly suplex on Dmitri who wasn't expecting that I bet.

Adams: I have to agree with you Belinda. Casey knows what is at stake here but knowing he is in this match and the fact that his little buddy is the champion, how far do you think that Casey will be able to go?

Simone: Wouldn't it be interesting if he was to face J2H for the title?

Markus Reeves gets to his feet and moves towards Casey Williams who is surprised by a powerful kick to the upper back from Reeves. Turning to face the big man, the pair lock up in the middle of the ring as both men try to overpower the other. Casey manages to get enough momentum to push Reeves into the corner. Markus fights back with powerful punches that force Willams backwards. Suddenly Markus comes in close and wrapping his arms around Casey hits his own overhead belly to belly suplex on Williams who is caught by Dmitri and driven into the canvas with a spine buster. Dmitri rolls Casey up but only gets a one count as Markus kicks him in the back of the head to break up the count.

Adams: The only way this is going to end is if someone is taken out enough not to have the ability to interrupt the count for sure.

Simone: And with all these men being intent on winning the title it is anyone's game.

Dmitri grabs the back of his head and rolls to the side in pain as Markus follows him and picks him up by the hair. Whipping him into the ropes, he catches Dmitri with a violent clothesline that takes the man completely off his feet. Marching towards him, Markus ignores Casey who has made his way to the ropes and pulled himself to his feet. Catching Dmitri, Markus sets him up for an exploder suplex but is caught between Dmitri and Casey who has both men locked in for a belly to back suplex that he launches them into. Dmitri falls to the outside as Markus quickly rolls to his stomach and gets to his feet. Casey kicks him in the midsection and pulls him between his legs and powerbombs Reeves. Still holding on, Williams powers him upward again and drops him for a second powerbomb. A third powerbomb is added then a pin attempt is made as the referee drops to make the count but Reeves is able to power out at two.

Simone: Casey almost won that with a trio of powerbombs on Markus Reeves.

Dmitri pulls himself up on the outside as Casey releases Markus Reeves and reaches down to pull him to his feet. As he does, Dmitri pulls himself into the ring and takes Casey out with a well-timed boot to the face that staggers the bigger man against the ropes. Dmitri moves to the big man and pulls him into the corner then uses shoulder tackles in the midsection to drive the air from his lungs. Markus gets to his feet and staggers towards Dmitri and Casey.

Adams: It looks like the fight is still very much anyone's tonight.

Markus pulls Dmitri off Casey and tosses him to the side then attacks Williams in the corner with hard rights and lefts as Casey covers his head with his arms. Dmitri comes up behind Markus and pulls him away from Casey only to start throwing hard rights into the upper chest of Markus who is backed into the ropes himself. As the pair fight along the ropes, Casey gets his second win and charges towards the pair and grabs each man by their head and slams their heads together. Markus staggers away clutching at his head as Casey still has a hold of Dmitri and pulls him into a belly to belly suplex. Casey follows him over and mounting him begins to rain down hard right hands. Markus gets to his feet and comes up behind Casey and curls his fingers into the eyes of Williams forcing him to grab at the hands of Reeves as he pulls Casey off Dmitri and tosses him to the side. Casey leans against the ropes rubbing at his tearing eyes as Markus pulls Dmitri up and into an exploder suplex that sends him out of the ring. Casey finally pulls his hands away from his eyes to be taken over the top rope with a hard clothesline from Reeves.

Simone: Look at the power of Markus Reeves. But again, neither man is down for the count. So he will have to do a lot more to get them into a position to be pinned.

Adams: I have to agree Belinda. But if I was a betting man and we both know I can be...My money is on Casey Williams just for the fact that he is going to be better able to protect J2H's title for him from these big men.

All three men roll into the ring and charge towards each other with Casey and Markus double teaming Dmitri with hard punches. Casey holds Dmitri as Markus backs away and charges in with a big boot that Dmitri is able to avoid by pulling away from Casey and dropping downwards. The boot connects with Casey's chin sending him to the mat as Dmitri quickly grabs Markus who is stunned at the result of the big boot and takes him down with a Russian leg sweep. Rolling through, Dmitri turns and grabbing Reeves by the head, locks on a dragon sleeper. Markus fights the hold violently as he manages to prevent a full lock. Casey catches Dmitri by the back of the neck and uses his own choke hold on the vampire who quickly releases Markus to grab at the choke hold that Williams has him in. Reeves spins quickly and thumbs Casey in the eye to break the hold. All three men roll to the ropes.

Simone: The longer this match goes, the more uncertain who will be winning it.

Adams: I think that the one that wins it will be the winner.

Everyone gets to their feet and eye the others. Casey shares a look with Dmitri and both men clothesline Markus Reeves to the outside. All three men begin to fight in the ringside area as technicians and cameramen scramble out of the way. Casey manages to toss Dmitri into the barricade only to have Markus catch him by the back of the neck and drag him to the ring steps to slam him face first into the steel steps. Clutching his face, Casey stumbles up the ramp slightly to be followed by Reeves who starts to use hard powerful punches on the back of Casey's neck to keep the bigger man down. Dmitri sees the pair fighting along the aisle and rolls into the ring to stop the referee's ten count then rolls back to the outside and calls out to the fighting giants as he climbs to the top rope. Casey and Markus turn towards him only to be caught with a flying clothesline that takes all three men to the floor. Dmitri rolls in pain to one side as Casey and Markus each clutch at their heads. Reeves and Williams get to their feet at the same time and stagger towards each other to throw hard punches as they once more begin to fight up the aisle and into the back. Dmitri slowly gets to his feet and begins to follow the pair but then looks back to see the referee at a count of eight. Rushing down to the ring, he slides in just as the referee signals ten then motions for the bell. Dmitri gets to his feet, a snarling smirk on his face.

Simone: Dmitri just managed to beat the ten count Jason. What a way to win the match. I bet Casey and Markus aren't going to be happy when they realize it...

Adams: A win is a win Belinda. And Dmitri pulled out the win tonight and will move on to face the winner of a second triple threat match for a chance at J2H's title.

Justin: The winner of the match...DMITRI!!

In the back, Casey and Markus can be seen fighting through the backstage area as security tries to break the pair up.




Simone: Tonight has been a great night so far. We have had some great action and it's only going to get better.

Adams: What a first show back from our latest Super Card!

At this moment the lights in the arena all begin to go out one by one until we are left in nothing but darkness. The crowd begins to roar not really knowing what to expect. And that's when we are treated to the loud sounds of the Dark Side Imperial March theme from Star Wars.

Simone: Darth Vadar?! Why would Darth Vadar's theme be playing?!

Adams: I know Rogue One is set to hit the theatres in December but I didn't think we would get a taste of it now!

The music continues to play and as it does we are able to see a figure walking out of the back with a dark robe on. The cloak is covering their face and locked in their hand is a red lightsaber. However around their shoulder is none other than the SCW Bombshell World Championship. The figure takes their hood off as they expose their crimson red hair and it's none other than Crystal Millar. She cracks an evil grin as I'm Coming Out by Diana Ross begins to play across the speakers and she slowly struts her way to the ring. The crowd can't help but boo as loud as they can and she smiles as she takes it all in and slides into the ring. She holds her championship high into the air before she calls for a microphone.

Simone: Looks like the World Bombshell Champion has something to say.

Adams: All of this just to make an announcement it must be important.

Crystal moves her hands about as the boos are enough to make someone deaf. Crystal can't help but crack an evil grin as she places her hands to her ears to amplify the sound.

CRYSTAL SUCKS!
CRYSTAL SUCKS!
CRYSTAL SUCKS!

Crystal: You know I must say I actually like getting this kind of reaction because it let's me know that all of you are actually paying attention to who the true queen of SCW is. She goes by the name of the SILVER SCREEN QUEEN! And wherever I go you might as well roll out the red carpet for me. Bring the paparazzi bring everything. Because I AM your main attraction! I am the highlight of the night, and at the end of the day I am the bitch that you all want to beat. I know Summer XXXtreme was less than two weeks ago and it was such an awesome event was it not?! I mean let's be honest here it was a win for everyone who got to be apart of it. You all got to see me in a bikini which is a win and you got to see me walk out as the most dominant Bombshell in all of this company. So if you want to boo by all means let them rain down. But at least you have a reason for it. I did what no one thought I was going to do. I walked in as champion in the biggest bombshell match to ever hit this company. In a match where the odds were heavily stacked against me, and guess what I WALKED OUT AS YOUR CHAMPION! So take that to all the haters who thought I couldn't do it. Take that to everyone who doubted me or rode the Mikah train that she was gonna beat me. That she was the most dominant woman in all of the land, or that maybe just maybe innocent little Sam Marlowe was going to get her title back.

Crystal smiles evilly as she looks at her championship before she clings onto her red saber tightly.

Crystal: The truth is I struck all of those bitches down! Every! Single! One of them! And you should all be thinking because I was the CHOSEN ONE! I WAS THE BROUGHT THE BALANCE TO THE DAMN DIVISION and the Bombshell World Championship is no longer being passed around like it's a "BLEEPING" hot potato. I made it relevant again. I made it stable and I brought it back to the level it was destined to be at. So go on and keep on booing after all this is Canada it's not like any of you know any better. You must be pissed that the Summer Olympics are going on and massively upset that it's not the Winter Olympics where your country actually has a chance to do something! But what you see before you is a winner! Is a champion and the definition of balance to the division, and to my good friend Tommy Knocks. Guess what buddy you can't hate on me because I actually DEFENDED MY BELT! So choke on it!

Crystal continues to laugh as she nods her head in agreement and once again speaks.

Crystal: But seeing as I demolished the entire division the question remains on who is next for yours truly. You going to send Jessie Salco at me? Please... I been beating that bitch since I got here since the days when she actually thought I was a Mean Girl. You going to send Keira at me? How many times can one ask for JUST ONE SHOT! She had her shot... She got beat... As expected it's time to move on. Vargas? A woman who was more focused on receiving an Internet Championship match and holding onto the fact that she's the Queen? Yeah sounds like she gave up. There's Mikah but she got her ass beat by Keira! She was too focused on her wedding to even win so hence we move on, and of course there's Sam Marlowe?

The fans all begin to cheer loudly.

Crystal: A true fan favorite? The woman who got handed her first shot? She got exposed I made her pass out to win the title and just made her tap out to defend my honor. So as much as she might be a hero to all of you... SHE LOST GET OVER IT! So seeing as I destroyed the whole roster who should be next? Veronica Taylor? The chances of her of winning ANYTHING or slim to nothing. Roxi Johnson? Her head is so far up getting a damn Roulette Shot so it damn sure won't be her plus I just beat her in the Blast From The Past. Maybe Simone, maybe we should give you a title shot. Or perhaps Zelda Clark should get one! Alexis Edwards?! Nah sorry I rather not catch an STD. Melody Grace? She isn't even in my division! I AM THE BEST WOMAN in all of this company and nobody can take that away from me!

Crystal smiles evilly.

Crystal: Maybe we should look at some old talent. Misty Waters? Please that old hag couldn't even lace my boots. She would get beaten and broken, and simply outwrestled by this young starlet. Perhaps Odette could be the lucky one but I am sorry I rather not fight pitiful sad excuse of a transitional champion. She's held this title for what like one month?! Oh maybe Delia Darling could be the lucky one... NAHHHH she lost to Amy Marshal! Let's cue up the laughing noise... Or maybe we should give Canada a real treat your very own Vixen!

The crowd cheers louder than ever.

Crystal: A woman who was on the verge of being a triple crowner. The first ever female Hall of Famer. Such a great person for your wonderful country but then again... She would get obliterated if she ever stepped foot in the ring with me. I am that good. I am the best and I am YOUR BOMBSHELL CHAMPION! Whether you like or not , and this title isn't going anywhere any time soon. The division might be in darkness in your eyes and this dark force is running rampant all over the division but yet my pearly whites are smiling brighter than ever. It feels good to be me. Bye Canada I hate you all and have a not so wonderful day...

With that Crystal grins holding her title up as we fade to elsewhere.




Sam Marlowe is backstage and looking over the monitor as she is joined by Pussy Willow who leans against the equipment box that Sam is leaning on. Smirking at her friend as if she has some kind of secret, Pussy nudges her friend.

Pussy: Hey Sam, what's up?

Turning to her friend, Sam smiles as she points at the monitor.

Sam Marlowe: WELL...I am watching Crystal digging herself deeper and deeper into a pile of beatdown. I mean I know Vixen is retired and doing the mom wife thing but if Crystal keeps talking that way, Vixen will go into VanDoo mode and lay a beating on her. And personally I would love to see that.

Pussy looks beyond Sam and smiles as an unknown blonde man walks into view dressed in a pair of dark pants and a Sam tee, he holds up a finger over his lips. As he is reaching to put his hands over Sam's eyes, a shout from down the hall can be heard which gets Sam's attention making her turn to spy the blonde.

Sam Marlowe: MONTE, what are you doing here in Vancouver? I thought you were staying in Vegas.

Monte: What a guy can't surprise his girlfriend at her work?

Pussy's eyes widen as Sam blushes a bit.

Sam Marlowe: Technically I am not working tonight Monte. But every show I have my superstars, children from local hospitals that are my guests. I was just about to go and sit with them, want to join me?

Pussy: But first, what is this about girlfriend?

Monte: Well...

Sam stops him and leans towards Pussy with a smile.

Sam Marlowe: We'll talk about this soon enough Pussy but we have some superstars to join.

Sam smiles at Pussy as Monte takes her hand and the pair disappear down the hall.

Pussy: I am going to hold you to that Sammi!!

As Pussy yells down the hall at her friend, she is joined by Jamie Dean and Ben Jordan.

Ben: Who was that geezer with Sam?

Pussy: Her boyfriend.

Jamie: Sam's got a boyfriend? When did this happen and why didn't she tell us?

Pussy: You mean she hasn't said anything about Monte to you guys?.

Jamie: That was Monte? Damn it, let's go Ben, our Sammi needs a chaperone and someone to be hands on...you know, to protect her virtue

Ben: Hang on JD, Sam's a big girl.

Jamie: But that Monte looks like a BIG boy.

Pussy shakes her head negatively as she leaves the tag team champions talking.




The buxom reporter, MRM, is spotted walking down the hallway in the backstage area, searching for her ever elusive 'interview prey,' none other than the hilariously popular Despayre. And every time Despayre gets wind that this beauty is in search of him, he does what any red blooded young man would do -- he hides! Okay, so not what every young man might do. Most men would be at her beck and call with tongues hanging out, but Despayre is anything but most men. He is innocently unique in the world of professional wrestling, and the fact that every time he gets near one of these backstage babes, he gets a smooch on the cheek stolen from him.

Oh the pangs of being such a stud muffin!

However she knows she is on the right track. Despayre almost always can be found in the recreation area. All the better to hang out and relax while watching the evening's festivities on the ol' boob tube. Plus it's always close to where the food and snack vendors are for fans and SCWer alike to make use of, so that's a plus! Despayre is a growing boy! And if he keeps up with those nachos with extra cheese, he'll be growing more out than up.

MRM turns a corner and smiles, knowing her assumptions were correct from the very start. Not only does she see Synn and former two-time World Champion Gabriel standing against the wall, casually chatting between themselves, but she can also hear from afar the tell-tale sound of Despayre's voice as he 'sings'...

Despayre: I work hard for the money.
So hard for the money.
I work hard for the money.
So you better treat her right.

I work hard for the money.
So hard for the money.
I work hard for the money.
So you better treat me right.

As she approaches, Synn and Gabriel catch sight of her and they cut their conversation short. Gabriel smiles, knowing what's to come once his little brother realizes one of his feminine type female admirers has come a calling.

Miss Rocky Mountains: Can I assume Despy is nearby?

Synn folds his arms and nods, although he too has a smile for the attention his son seems to warrant from women.

Synn: He is, if the noise he calls singing hasn't given it away.

Gabriel leans around the corner and calls out.

Gabriel: Hey Despy! You have a vistor!

Despayre: A visitor? Oh BOY!...

He comes racing around the corner and sees who it is...

Despayre: Oh NO!

And he tries to make a U Turn and make a break for it but Synn catches him by the arm and reels him in.

Synn: Not so fast Romeo! I think you're safe this time.

Despayre: Yeah, that's what you said last time!

Despayre 'glares' at MRM with one eye wide open and the other narrowed.

Despayre: And the one before that!

Miss Rocky Mountains: I promise Despy. I just want a little word from you about your match tonight. Are you excited?

Despayre still looks at her with a wary eye, but then shrugs and allows himself to relax with a smile.

Despayre: I guess so. I had a really good match with James, and even though I lost, I have to do what the experts say and start again from the bottom of the barrel!

Miss Rocky Mountains: So, you consider Caleb Houstin the bottom?

Despayre shrugs and blinks his gray eyes innocently.

Despayre: I'unno. If I hafta start from the bottom and I'm wrestlign him, logic dictates that he is the bottom of tyhe barrel. I think.

He frowns as he tries to figure it out and Gabriel smiles at Synn.

Gabriel: Makes sense to me.

Despayre: Just nobody will explain to me where exactly this barrel is. But that's okay, because Angel has been running himself ragged getting me ready! He wants to make sure I'm prepared to win! We've just been tossing a medicine ball back and forth.

Despayre nods when the aforementioned medicine ball comes flying from behind the corner, causing Despayre ... as well as Gabriel and Synn to duck aside. Despayre huffs and leans to look around the corner, tossing the ball back to the unseen teddy bear...

Despayre: Hey! Gimme a minute here! I'm granting an interview! That's a key to success too!

Despayre turns back to address MRM once again when the medicine ball flies back out again -- and bops him in the back of the head, sending him sprawling to the floor! Gabriel barks out in laughter as he and Synn help Despayre to his feet, and Despayre frowns while rubbing the back of his head.

Despayre: I guess Angel disagrees. I better go back before he starts throwing other stuff.

Miss Rocky Mountains: very well, Despy. Thank you for this very brief interview.

Before Despayre knows what is coming or can stop it, MRM leans forward and follows trradition by giving hima quick peck on the cheek.

Despayre: Ack!

And he hurriedly wipes his cheek with his sleeve.

Miss Rocky Mountains: Aw, I'm sorry. I just had to steal a little kiss.

Despayre glares at her with wide eyes.

Despayre: Well give it back!

MRM shrugs.

Miss Rocky Mountains: Alright.

And she leans over and does it again. She then turns and walks away and despayr enods, satisfied.

Despayre: There!

He frowns.

Despayre: Waitaminute....




Justin: Our next match is a standard rules match pitting newcomer Josh Woodrum against Johnny Tsunami.

"Bad To The Bone" by George Thorogood plays, the arena darkens. Orange strobe lights flash throughout the arena as the curtain parts and out walks Josh Woodrum wearing his ring gear and a black and orange "Mister Impressive" T-shirt. Woodrum walks to the middle of the ramp, stops surveys the crowd and then holds up both arms in the "rock on" hand sign as pyros explode behind him. He saunters to the apron, jumps up and cockily hops over the ropes and lands in the ring. He walks to the center of the ring and with great flourish rips off his shirt. He tosses the remains into the crowd and cups his hand to his ear, hitting all four sides of the ring before striking a double bicep pose in the center of the ring. Woodrum climbs the nearest turnbuckle and he flashes another "rock on" hand sign and steps down as his music fades.

Justin: Here is our first participant in this match, he hails from Lexington, Kentucky, and he stands in at 6 feet 5 inches and 270 pounds he is "Mister Impressive" Josh Woodrum.

Josh steps out of the corner to play the crowd again and once more he receives a mixed reaction. After the crowd calms down Josh returns to the corner to await the arrival of Johnny Tsunami.

Simone: Harrumph! I've seen wrestlers like Josh Woodrum before. They feel they are God's gift to the wrestling world and to women. Hope he can wrestle as well as he can play the crowd.

Adams: From what I've heard he recently obtained the Extreme Hardcore Championship in another Federation before they decided to close the doors of the Fed. I've also heard he was one of the first Grand Slam achievers there also.

Simone: Gonna take more than statistics and talk to get me interested.

The arena quiets down as the house lights drop out and a chilling blue light filters through the crowd. The heavy opening guitars of Muse's "Hysteria" starts to ring out. Johnny Tsunami slowly walks out on to the stage and stands firmly beneath the large screen. Standing clad in long dark blue tights with "TSUNAMI" written down one leg and "THRILLRIDE" down the other in white, he raises his arms in the air with an angry look on his face. He's wearing a tight black zip-up hoodie and sideways black baseball cap, both of which bear the TSUNAMI logo in yellow and black. Johnny throws a fist into the air as the pop from the drums kicking in fills the arena. He takes a quick look to either side before starting to head down to the ring.

Justin: On his way to the ring.....from Detroit, Michigan....standing in at 6 feet 1 inch and weighing in at 190 pounds......Johnny TSUNAMI!!!!!

Tsunami walks up the steel steps and stops for a moment, before hopping over the top rope and bounces in place. He peels off his zip up hoodie and tosses his sideways hat out of the ring. Johnny paces back and forth keeping his eyes on Josh as he waits impatiently for his match to start.

Simone: Now that's what you call an aggressive entrance that oozes confidence.

Adams: Tsunami is oozing something but I'm not sure what it is. Maybe he should see a doctor about that.

Referee Holly Wood calls Woodrum and Tsunami to the center of the ring. When both wrestlers are facing Holly she checks both of them to make sure they are not hiding any foreign objects. When Holly is satisfied that both wrestlers are clean she then informs them this is a standard rules match. As such illegal moves and holds are not permitted and no weapons are allowed. Holly Wood informs both wrestlers that a win is by pinfall, submission, count-out, or by a knockout where the opponent cannot respond to her ten count. She asks both wrestlers if they fully understand how she will officiate this match and both wrestlers nod their head that they understand. Holly tells both wrestlers to return to their corners and wait for the Timekeeper's bell for the start of this match. Josh, being the new guy, reaches out to shake the hand of Johnny in a show of sportsmanship but what he gets in return is Tsunami slapping his hand out of the way. Woodrum shakes his head in disgust as he returns to his corner to await the bell. Referee Holly Wood sees both wrestlers are in their corner so she motions to the Timekeeper to ring the bell and this match is officially underway.

DING DING DING

Adams: Here we go. This should be an interesting match.

Simone: If I fall asleep during this match due to boredom please nudge me to wake me up.

Both wrestlers run out of their corners and they slam into each other in the middle of the ring. They lock up and jockey for position. Woodrum is able to back Tsunami into a corner due to being taller and heavier. As they hit the corner Referee Holly Wood steps in and demands a break. Josh quickly breaks the hold but Johnny lashes out with a punch to the jaw of Woodrum on the break. Holly issues a warning to Johnny Tsunami for attacking on the break. Johnny waves off Holly Wood and then he launches himself at Josh catching Woodrum off guard quickly hitting a DDT on Josh. As Woodrum thrashes around from the face plant Tsunami stands back and he waits for Josh to get to his feet. When Woodrum stands up Tsunami attempts a drop kick which fails when Woodrum sees it coming and he grabs the legs of Johnny. The upper body of Tsunami hits the mat and Woodrum still has a firm grasp on the Johnny's legs. Woodrum manages to flip Tsunami over until he has him in a Boston Crab hold. Josh leans back to put pressure on the back of Johnny. Referee Wood steps up to ask Tsunami it he wants to submit and he refuses. Johnny manages to reach out to grab the bottom rope which gets a call for a break from the Referee. Josh releases the hold but he stops on the lower back of Johnny Tsunami on the break. Tsunami bitterly complains to the Referee as Josh laughs and tells Johnny that he gets what he dishes out. Even with that explanation Holly Wood issues a warning to Josh Woodrum for a hit on the break.

Simone: I suppose this is going to be one of those matches eh? Both wrestlers bending the rules in order to get the upper hand. I wish I could see more matches where there are no rule infractions.

Adams: Are you serious? That's like asking for a politician to not tell a lie during their campaigns.

Woodrum steps back to allow Tsunami to get to his feet. Johnny is leaning against the ropes when Woodrum lands a clothesline that flips Tsunami over the ropes and onto the arena floor. Referee Wood quickly steps in to order Woodrum to stay inside the ring and not go to the outside to attack Johnny. Josh decides to remain in the ring and see where the count goes on Johnny on the outside of the ring. Holly begins the count on Tsunami.

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Five...
Six...
Seven...

Tsunami dives under the bottom rope to break the count at seven. Holly motions for the action in the ring to continue. Josh and Johnny circle like roosters in a cock fight and then they lock up again. Johnny spins out of the hold to get behind Woodrum and then he rushes the ropes pushing Woodrum into the ropes. On the rebound Tsunami executed a suplex driving Josh hard into the mat. Johnny quickly covers Josh for the pin. Holly Wood drops into position to make the count.

One...
Two...

Woodrum manages to get a shoulder up and the match continues. Johnny lands a few backhand chops to the chest and throat of Josh driving him back with the blows. He then grabs the arm of Woodrum and whips him into the ropes. Tsunami attempts a clothesline but Woodrum ducks the attempt, rebounds off the ropes, and dives into Johnny with a spear. Woodrum jumps on top of Tsunami for the pin as the Referee makes the count.

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Two...

Johnny Tsunami kicks out as Woodrum failed to hook the legs on that attempt.

Simone: Major mental error by Josh Woodrum. Whenever you go for the pin you hook one of both legs. Leaving your opponent's legs free is making only half a pin attempt.

Adams: Half a pin attempt? Not sure I've heard that term before.

Josh realizes his mistake and he goes back to work on Johnny. This time he grabs Tsunami by the arm and whips him into the corner and he quickly follows Johnny into the corner slamming into him with a shoulder to the chest. Woodrum drags Tsunami out of the corner by the arm and pulls him to the center of the ring. He whips Johnny into another corner and again he dives into the corner for another shoulder block but this time Tsunami jumps up and Woodrum misses the hit and gets tied up in the corner ropes.

Simone: Another mental lapse by Woodrum.

Adams: I guess so. If he was playing Billiards he would have scratched twice already.

Johnny climbs to the top of the corner and he stands up and balances himself on the top ropes. Josh extracts himself from the corner ropes and he gets to his feet and staggers around a little bit before he turns around to see where Tsunami is located. As soon as Josh turns and faces the corner Johnny Tsunami leaps off the ropes, high into the air, coming down hard with an elbow smash to the top of Woodrum's head. Josh is dazed and drops to his knees and he's trying to shake the cobwebs out. Tsunami walks over to Woodrum and he slaps him across the face. Josh protests to the Referee but Holly informs him that an open-hand slam is a legal move. Tsunami approaches Woodrum again and as he is about to deliver another slap to Josh's face we see Woodrum lunge at Tsunami hitting him in the mid-section with a head butt. When Josh sees that this stopped Johnny in his tracks he hits another head butt to the mid-section this time hitting just under the rib cage which knocks the wind out of Tsunami.

Adams: That's a classic example of taking the wind out of your sails.

Simone: Can't you find something original to say?

Josh stands up and stays on the attack to take advantage of the damage done by the head butts to Johnny. Woodrum bends Tsunami forward and then he delivers a knee to the midsection of Johnny adding more insult to injury to his midsection. Woodrum then whips Tsunami into the ropes and spears him on the rebound. Still not done with Johnny we watch as Woodrum pulls him to his feet and sets him up for his Josh Bottom Rock Bottom finisher. Josh grabs Johnny and he lifts him up and slams Tsunami hard into the mat. Woodrum leaps on top of Tsunami and this time he hooks both legs as Holly Wood dives into position to make the count.

One...
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Three...

Holly quickly calls for the bell to end the match and she orders Woodrum to get off Tsunami and he does. Josh walks over to stand in a corner as the Referee checks on the condition of Johnny Tsunami.

Adams: Woodrum won with his signature move the Josh Bottom. He won with the Josh Bottom!

Simone: I think you just hit rock bottom Jason.

Adams: You mean Josh Woodrum just used the Rock Bottom finisher, that he calls the Josh Bottom, to win this match.

Simone: *sigh*

Justin: Here is your winner of this match, by pinfall, Josh Woodrum.

Referee Holly Wood raised the hand of Josh Woodrum for the victory. The crowd now gives Woodrum a more favorable reaction than they did when he was first announced for this match. Holly drops the arm of Josh and Woodrum grabs the mic from Justin. Raising the mic to his mouth Josh begins some comments.

Josh: I'm here and I'm the future of Sin City Wrestling. Now that I've shown you what I am capable of I want James Tuscini and Travis Nathaniel Andrews, Mister TNA, to be on notice that it doesn't matter which one of you comes out of your match because I'm gonna challenge for the Roulette Championship as soon as Management will allow me to do so. I said it, I mean it, I'm Mister Impressive Josh Woodrum.

Josh drops the mic to the mat and he quickly exits the ring and heads up the ramp to return to the backstage area. Johnny Tsunami has recovered but he's still groggy. He now exits the ring and heads to the backstage area.




SCW Hall of Famer, former world champion and member of the Seven Deadly Sins, Gabriel can be seen walking through the backstage area, when Pussy Willow sees him. She gives him a friendly wave.

Pussy Willow: Hi Gabriel.

Gabriel: What's up?

Pussy Willow: Oh nothing much. While you're here on your own, can I ask you a couple of questions about Evie Baang?

A smile crosses Gabriel's face.

Gabriel: Sure

Pussy Willow: It's well known that you've been training Evie for a while to be a wrestler, your first trainee, how does it make you feel knowing that tonight, she debuts against Amy Jayne?

Gabriel: I feel like a proud papa. I now know how Synn felt when he saw me debut, when he saw the hours of hard work paying off for him. He saw me fall over and over again, but to see me step out on the stage all those years ago and my first home, the recently closed AWA, he felt like he had done it. Tonight, I'm gonna get that exact same feeling when Evie walks out on that stage, without the ball and chain around her ankle that was Bad Company.

Pussy Willow: How would you describe Evie in the ring? People have been dying to see what she can do.

Gabriel: Aggressive, constantly on the attack and not taking shit from any opponent. It's drilled in to her head the way it was drilled in to mine, where she will study opponents, and she will exploit every weakness they have.

Pussy Willow: What makes her different from the other bombshells on the roster?

Gabriel: She don't need to play games with people, she is who she is. She don't need to put on an act. Evie Baang is real. She likes to hurt people, she likes to be the dominant one, she likes to break people down. You take anyone else in SCW and they over think everything. Evie puts the info in her head and breaks people down without having to think. She drops someone on their head, it's not gonna worry her. She is a machine and there's no one in this company that can deal with what she will bring. What makes her different? Evie don't give a fuck.

Pussy Willow: Will there be more of your students joining us in SCW?

Gabriel: More? Evie is my one and only right now, and I'm focused on helping her take SCW and ripping it to tiny little shreds. She will do it. SCW is in for a big, big wake up call. Believe that!

With that, Gabriel walks off camera and away from the scene.




Backstage, Ms Rocky Mountains can be seen sitting on a big chair, relaxed as she starts an interview.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ladies and gentlemen, at this time, I'd like to welcome a very special guest. He is one half of the SCW ownership team, he is Hot Stuff Mark Ward.

The camera turns around to show Hot Stuff sitting in a chair opposite Rocky, his hands pressed together as he looks at her.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Now Mark, you requested this time to sit down and talk to me. Why is that?

HS: Because I'm sitting here to give you a chance to ask all the questions you want about SCW. I know you keep your finger on the pulse, I know you sit and watch and listen to everything, so I know there's a lot of questions you're dying to ask me.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: I am. Let's start with the whole Bombshell championship thing. Rumor has it Keira Fisher has really been pushing your buttons lately.

HS: It's true because Keira is full of shit. Straight up full of shit. She sits there preaching one shot, one shot. It's bullshit. In her mind it's one shot, then another shot, then another one shot until she wins it. If she would have kept her mouth shut with that one shot bullshit, maybe we would have gone ahead and kept her floating around the top, but no, she had to keep going on and on and on to the point it took Christian from pissing on my cornflakes and stopping me firing her.

A look of surprise crosses Rocky's face but a serious look stays on Hot Stuff's.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: You was going to fire her?

HS: Yeah, she's a disrespectful fuck. She lied to the fans by telling them it was her one shot, and she pissed all over their intellengence. She then got her friends, her fucking friends to rally on her behalf for another shot at a title she never deserved a shot at in the first place. Her friends nearly got her fired from her. She's too fucking stupid to see that her friends have no power here, her friends, who couldn't hang in SCW don't run MY company. She's meant to be a good person but acting as a gang leader while her friends tried to bully me in to giving her ANOTHER shot shows whata hypocritical fuck she really is. What if I did give her that shot and she loses, cause she will lose.... Trust me, one word and big pauses don't get ya extra marks around here, does that mean she's going to ask for another shot? Based on history.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Well based on history, yes.

Hot Stuff throws his hands up in the air.

HS: Exactly! And then she gets another somehow, and loses that, am I gonna get the same bullshit over again? Of course I am! She's the kind of woman that would probably run to the current champion and beg them for a shot. Keira Fisher is a sneaky, underhanded woman that plays nice for the cameras. She's basically a female Drake Green, all fake and fuck all talent. There's people who deserve shots more than she does.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Like who?

HS: Like her wife. Someone who has actually gone through the ranks, someone who has a much better singles record than her, someone who has done things the right way. Someone who has carried her arse through a tag title run. Let's be honest, Roxi was a million times better that Keira and Keira has been riding Roxi's coattails for a long, long time. Roxi was better off before Keira showed up and if Keira ran away tomorrow, Roxi would be so much better off. I mean I would make Roxi go for the title, I would make Keira try and prove she's better than Roxi, but we all know Roxi will just lay down for Keira again, like she did the last time.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: You really think Roxi did that?

HS: I think Stevie Wonder fucking saw it and he don't see a lot. I want Keira off my back so I can either say fuck you to Christian and fire her anyway for her and her friends being annoying little bastards, or I can embarrass her by showing her she's not good enough.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: How?

HS: Well I'm a firm believer of earning things and not being handed things. I don't care if you've been here for years, been a hall of famer or if ya paid your way in, you earn your spot here and Keira hasn't, but someone has.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Who?

HS: Jessie Salco. Her words earlier rung very true. She did actually beat Keira Fisher, she beat her in every way and she deserves it so much more than Keira does, so if Keira wants it, she's gotta rip it from Jessie's hands. I don't think Jessie is gonna give that up lightly. I swear to God though, when she loses this match, just one of her friends mention about Keira getting a Bombshell title shot, they better have a job opening because that woman will be gone from SCW faster than she got here. Now ask me something else, because talking about that two faced loser is pissing me off.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ummmm, ok, Steve Ramone challenged Rage earlier to a match next week for the Internet title, will he get his wish?

HS: No. I mean Steve has been the anti Keira and actually earned that shot, but I got much bigger plans for that head banging, secretary humping, fella. When his ears stop ringing from that metal crap, he'll give me a call and I'll explain everything. He won't have to worry about that title anymore.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: What will happen with a challenger for that title?

HS: Battle Royal to find ol' Daddy Rage an opponent, all in good time. Declare your interest now SCW stars, cause this would be a match where you earn a shot, not demand it.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: You said a while ago, that if Melody Grace retained her title, you would leave her alone. Are you still keeping your word on that.

HS: Yes. Unlike some people in SCW, I keep my word with titles. Melody is free to hop around, acting the clown all she wants. Let her get on with it.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Has Drake Green's contract really expired?

A huge smile crosses Hot Stuff's face.

HS: It has and I couldn't be happier. One more question.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: There's been talk going around that you are gonna sell your half of SCW, is there any truth in that?

Hot Stuff stands up and smiles.

HS: Maybe, or maybe I'll just sit back and give someone my power for a while. You never know.

Hot Stuff turns and walks away, leaving Rocky with a confused look on her face.




Simone: It's time for our last debut of the night, Jason.

Adams: And it's the debut I've been waiting for! Hey...when did she get here?

Simone: By she, I'm assuming you mean the woman now joining us for commentary. Former Bombshell Internet Champion and Nobody, Alexis Edwards. Welcome back, Alexis.

Alexis: Thanks Belinda. It's great to be back.

Justin Decent: Ladies and gentleman our next match is scheduled for one fall and it is a Bombshell's match!

The crowd erupts in a huge pop and all eyes fall on the entrance.

"Doll Parts" by Hole plays over the PA system as Amy-Jayne steps out from behind the curtain, she bends forwards and then flicks herself back upright causing her hair to flip.

Justin Decent: Introducing first! Making her way to the ring! Weighing in at one hundred twenty-six pounds, from Bucharest, Romania! She is the Ravishing Romanian...Amy-Jayne!!!

Amy-Jayne then proceeds down the ramp and starts to pose and flips her hair in her hands, as she reaches ring she does a lap of the ring interacting with the crowd as she did, she then steps up onto the ring apron and then proceeds to do the splits on the ring apron before sliding under the bottom rope and standing back up inside the ring, Amy then does some ballet twirls and flips her hair before proceeding to the turnbuckle stepping to the middle rope and bending forward to mimic the early paet of her entrance on the turnbuckle, she then jumps down from the turnbuckle turns around and starts stretching and jogging on the spot awaiting her opponent.

Alexis: You know, I have to admit, I liked this girl at first. But, she's turned out to be a total flop. And I don't like her chances tonight.

Adams: Riiiight. Like any of us really believes that!

Alexis: You should, because I'm serious.

Simone: I think he's trying to imply that you being out here for Evie's debut is a little bit...suspicious.

Alexis: Oh, please. I'm just out here to see Evie's big moment up close and personal! That's all!

The cameras whirl back around and focus on the top of stage before the lights cut off leaving the arena in darkness. The creepy and spine tickling sounds of an electric guitar come to life over the personal address system followed by a deep heavy drum beat. As "Anthem of the Year 2000" by SilverChair hits, the stage area dimly lights up glowing red. The lights continue to gradually get brighter to expose Evie Baang standing in the middle of the runway with her back to the crowd.

Justin: Making her way to the ring from Victor Harbour, South Australia... Evieeee Baaaang.

Evie turns around slowly and keeps her hoodie over her head before she makes her way down the ramp. She completely ignores the fans as her focus is on the ring in front of her. She slowly walks up the steal steps before stepping into the ring while the lighting gradually returns to normal. Evie walks around the ring pulling on the ropes getting ready for her match while her song slowly dies down to nothing. Evie notices Alexis sitting at the commentary table and glares towards her. Alexis just gives Evie a friendly smile and waves to her, but Evie rolls her eyes and turns her attention to Amy-Jayne as referee Drew Patton stands between the both of them.

Simone: I don't think Evie believes you're out here just to see her big moment, Alexis.

Adams: Yeah, she probably expects you to try and get some form of revenge for what she did to you at Summer XXXTreme IV!

Alexis: Revenge? For that? That's all in the past guys! Besides, this isn't about me. This is all about Evie right now.

Drew Patton finally calls for the bell as Evie and Amy-Jayne charge towards one another.

DING! DING! DING!

Alexis: This is what I'm talking about!

Simone: I have to say, you're excitement over this is a bit...confusing.

Alexis: Really Belinda? I've been waiting to see Evie's debut for a while now!

Evie and Amy-Jayne tie up, trying to gain control over the other, but Evie quickly and aggressively takes control over Amy! She gets a hold of Amy's right arm and twists it into an armbar and Amy's face shows how much pressure Evie has locked in! She grabs at Evie's hands trying to get her to break the hold, but Evie just wrenches Amy's arm again! Amy lets out a pained yell hunches forward just as Evie brings her knee up to Amy's gut! She follows it up by slamming her elbow into the small of Amy's back and the romanian crashes down to the canvas!

Adams: Damn! I felt that one in my back!

Alexis: I'm sure it was every bit as painful as it looked. Trust me.

Simone: Yes, you would know from experience.

Amy pushes herself back to her knees with her left arm as her right arm is still feeling the effects of that armbar. Just as she gets to her knees, Evie nails her with a kick to the back of the head that sends the romanian right back down, now holding her head. Evie quickly reaches down and pulls Amy-Jayne back to her feet, backing her against the ropes. She then whips her across the ring and charges at her going for a clothesline over the top rope but Amy-Jayne counters it with a back-elbow to the chest and Evie stumbles back!

Alexis: Come on Evie! You got this one, girl!

Evie quickly turns her attention to Alexis at the commentators table, glaring at her and mouthing a few choice words to her and Alexis just smiles. Amy-Jayne takes the opportunity to rush at Evie, and when the crowd cheers, Evie turns around just in time to catch Amy with a hard right shot to the face then takes her down with a facebuster to the knee! Amy-Jayne then rolls onto her back on the canvas and Evie goes for a quick cover!

1!

2!

Amy-Jayne kicks out!

Simone: Nice try in distracting Evie, Alexis, but I'm sure that won't work with her. Are you forgetting who she was trained by?

Alexis: Of course not! She was trained by the amazing Gabriel and Odette Stevens! How could I forget that? Hey...do you remember that I was trained by Spike and Vixen Staggs?

Adams: Hey now, I thought this was all about Evie right now?

Evie gets back to her feet, pulling Amy-Jayne with her and when she goes to back the Romanian against the ropes, Amy-Jayne fights back, delivering a could of hard right shots, trying to get Evie away from her! It works, if only temporarily and when she charges at at Evie, going for a clothesline, Evie quickly counters and takes Amy-Jayne down in a Belly-to-Belly suplex and she gets back to her feet quickly and slowly walks over to Amy-Jayne, glaring down at her.

Alexis: Come on, Evie. Where's that nasty side I know you have in you?!

Adams: I think she's saving it for you.

Simone: He has a point, actually.

Alexis: She really shouldn't. I have no intentions of fighting Evie.

Evie kneels down over Amy-Jayne and starts shouting at her opponent before she takes Amy-Jayne by her head and starts delivering a series of hard right shots to the head! The crowd counts along with each shot. 1...2...3...4...5...6...7...8...9...10! Evie then slams Amy-Jayne's head against the canvas and gets back to her feet looking around the crowd arrogantly, holding her arms out and they boo her!

Alexis: These people don't know talent when they see it. They shouldn't be booing her!

Simone: I don't think she even cares.

Evie just smiles as the boos get so loud it's almost deafening. She turns around for a moment, to face Alexis at the commentator's table, glaring at her once again. Alexis just waves to her but when she notices Amy-Jayne looking up at Evie, her eyes widen and she points to Amy-Jayne trying to warn Evie! Evie just laughs and shakes her head and before she knows it, Amy-Jayne is pulling her down in a quick roll-up pin!

1!

2!

3-NO! Evie kicks out!

Alexis: I tried to warn her, but she wouldn't listen.

Simone: Well in her defense, you could have been lying.

Adams: Yeah! You've lied before so...she has a point!

Alexis: But I wasn't. So, it's her mistake.

Evie and Amy-Jayne quickly get back to their feet and Amy charges at Evie! The two tie up for the second time in this match and Amy fights with everything she has and backs her Australian opponent into the corner hard, as Evie's back bounces off the turnbuckles! They break the tie up but Amy doesn't let up on her opponent as she drives a shoulder into Evie's midsection not once, not twice, but three times as she tries to wear her down and the crowd cheers her on!

Simone: Amy-Jayne coming back to life a bit, hoping to turn her losing streak around a bit.

Alexis: She has her work cut out for her. Debuting or not, Evie is one tough cookie.

Simone: You'd think you'd hate her after what she did to you.

Alexis: Like I said, Belinda. All in the past!

Adams: I think you're lying...

Amy-Jayne goes to grab Evie by her head to pull her away from the corner, but Evie brings her hands up to smack Amy-Jayne's away before she delivers a powerful uppercut that sends Amy-Jayne stumbling back but Evie remains on the offensive now! She takes a few steps forward and grabs Amy-Jayne by her head, spins around and slams Amy-Jayne's head against the turnbuckles repeatedly! She wears her down as much as she can before she grabs her by the back of the head, pulls her away from the corner and then drops her down into a backstabber!

Alexis: See. It doesn't matter how much Amy-Jayne tries, she just can't keep the advantage for long!

Simone: That's probably because she wants to make an early impact. You know, to prove all the people who voted in last week's Hotwire poll right.

Alexis: Well, to be fair, she's the only one I see out of the four choices to make an impact, really. Trained by Gabriel and Odette, remember?

Adams: Boy you're really phoning it in aren't you?!

With Amy-Jayne once again down, Evie takes the opportunity to walk to one of the corners and climb up to the second turnbuckle she glares down at her Romanian challenger and then jumps down, hitting her with a diving knee right to the face! She immediately hooks the leg and Drew drops down for the count!

1!

2!

2 1/2- Amy-Jayne gets her shoulder up!

Alexis: Damn! I really thought she had her there!

Adams: But you're secretly glad she didn't, right?

Alexis: Honestly, people! Do you think that low of me?!

Simone&Adams: Yes...

Evie doesn't seem too happy that Amy-Jayne kicked out again. She snarls at Drew for a moment but she pulls Amy-Jayne back to her feet by her hair before she spins her around and whips her through the second rope where Amy-Jayne crashes to the floor on the outside! The fans in the front row are on their feet as Amy-Jayne tries to recover and Evie steps through the ropes, standing on the ring apron!

Simone: This isn't good for Amy-Jayne!

Alexis: Damn it! The ring post is blocking my view!

Adams: Hey, where are you going?!

Alexis removes her headset and walks around the table to get a better view! She starts clapping and cheering for Evie, but the Aussie Bombshell just rolls her eyes and ignores her as best as she can as she waits for the right moment. Amy-Jayne slowly gets back to her feet and when she turns around, Evie jumps off the ring apron right at her, hitting her with a diving shoulder block that takes both women down! Alexis almost looks worried for Evie, but she stands a safe distance back and holds her hands up when Drew warns her to not get involved.

Simone: Yeah, like she's going to listen to that for long. She's up to something.

Adams: Clearly!

Evie is the first back to her feet and she leans against the ring apron for assistance. Amy-Jayne is holding on to the barricade in front of the front row fans and just as she gets back to her feet, she launches herself at Amy-Jayne and hits her with a shoulder to her lower back and Amy-Jayne crumples right back to the floor! But Evie reaches down and picks her right back up, dragging her over to the ring all while Alexis is cheering and clapping for her just feet away!

Simone: I'm really not used to seeing Alexis like this. She's completely different than the last time we saw her.

Adams: Maybe they did electroshock therapy or something on her when she was in rehab!

Simone: I highly doubt that...

Evie goes to slam Amy-Jayne's head against the ring apron but Amy blocks it and gets an elbow up and clocks Evie in the face! Evie stumbles back and Amy-Jayne pulls herself up to the ring apron as Evie is just inches away from Alexis now! Alexis backs away, proving she does not plan to interfere and Evie quickly recovers, turning around and leaping up to the ring apron beside Amy-Jayne and the two begin battling, exchanging lefts and rights as the crowd starts to go wild!

Simone: I have a feeling someone is going to get hurt, and soon. This can't end well.

Adams: My guess is Evie because Alexis is getting too close for comfort!

Evie eventually gets the upperhand as she nails Amy-Jayne with a vicious headbutt and Amy-Jayne very nearly falls off the ring apron, but she keeps a hold on the top rope and keeps her footing! Evie follows it up with a knee to the gut before she leans down and picks Amy-Jayne up, setting her up for the air raid! Alexis goes wide-eyed on the outside as Evie then hits Amy-Jayne with the air-raid right on the ring apron!

Simone: Oh My God! What a move!

Adams: I believe she calls that the Toxic Maid!

Evie drops down to the floor and rolls Amy-Jayne into the ring under the bottom rope! She quickly pulls herself back up to the apron and quickly does a slingshot over the top rope hitting Amy-Jayne with a dropkick, immediately going for the pin and Drew drops down!

1!

2!

3!!!!

DING! DING! DING!

Justin Decent: Ladies and gentleman here is your winner by pinfall...EVIE BAANG!!!

Alexis applauds Evie as the Aussie Bombshell has gotten back to her feet and Drew raises her hand in victory! Evie stares at Alexis, confused, as the former Nobody walks around the ring, still applauding and congratulating Evie on a job well done and she makes her way to the back. Evie snarls and she kicks Amy-Jayne as she rolls out of the ring.

Simone: I don't know what has gotten into Alexis, or what that was all about, but hopefully we'll get some answers soon.

Adams: Enough about Alexis! What a debut from Evie Baang! I see nothing but good things coming from her!aa

Simone: Good and bad, Jason. I don't think we've seen that nasty side that Alexis was talking about, but I think we just might really soon.

After Amy-Jayne is helped backstage, Evie exits the ring and heads backstage, still being booed by the fans, but she just ignores it, keeping a confidant smirk on her face as she finally disappears backstage.




The camera cuts backstage to see SCW Tag Team Champions, Ben Jordan and Jamie Dean, standing deep in conversation.

Ben: Telling ya mate, I have no idea where them scratches come from. I go to bed and wake up covered in scratches. I need a new bed

Ben points to the top of his arm, scratches shown from underneath his T-shirt, partly hidden by the sleeve.

Ben: Think that's bad, you should see me back.

Jamie: Well, they do say those Cuban's are kinky lovers.

Ben: You've probably had more than me in that sense.

Jamie: A gentlemen never kisses and tells.

Ben: And you've been a gentlemen how long now?

The tag team champions share a laugh as Pussy Willow passes them.

Pussy Willow: Ben! Jamie! You're here! I was wanting to speak to you earlier, but you had to run off/

Ben and Jamie look towards Pussy.

Ben: Not if you listen to Despayre, that geezer still don't think I exist.

Pussy smiles politely at them.

Pussy Willow: Are you here to sign a new contract, Ben?

Ben: Actually, I've already done that, I've signed on till after the next supercard. Gonna take it bit by bit, see where we are at the end of the supercards and how bruised my arse is from it being kicked.

Jamie: Or how badly his back is scratched.

Pussy looks at the duo with lowered eyebrows.

Ben: Don't listen to him, he's talking bollocks as usual. Anyway, yeah, contract signed and we are still ya SCW Tag Team champions. Actually, we're glad you came along, cause ya always followed by that camera fella. You alright, Dave?

Ben gives a thumbs up to the cameraman.

Ben: Anyways, yeah, We wanna talk about these ol' belts.

Ben looks at Jamie.

Ben: You wanna tell 'em?

Jamie: Nah, you carry on there Shakespeare.

Ben: Alrighty geezer. To be or not to be is not really the question here.

Ben turns his head towards Jamie and pokes his tongue out.

Ben: See what I did there?

Ben turns his head back towards the camera.

Ben: The question is what to do with these little ol' titles of ours. Now, we've seen Bad Company sort of bugger off. We've seen The Acquins also sort of buggered off too. It leaves us, The Elders, The Surf Boys and of course The Monstimals. That's two teams who kicked our arses a bit, and former tag team champions. All worthy contenders, so here's what I'm gonna ask you lot to do. Next week, I want ya all to come down to the ring and meet us there for a cup of tea and a chat so to speak. We personally can't work out who deserves a shot more, and we love to have a bit of a tear up. We know as champions, we need to make these belts mean something and that means by defending them, being here to show them off a bit. So lads, I hope you take up my offer and we'll catch ya next week.

Jamie pats Ben firmly on the back, causing him to wince.

Ben: Really son?

Jamie puts on his best fake innocent smile before the camera fades.




Backstage, the roving reporter, PW, is standing before the official Roulette Wheel which is to be spun momentarily. On it is more than sixteen different match stipulations; everything from TLC to Mud Pit and a little bit of everything in between. Joining her, is none other than Veronica Taylor with a confident Miles Blake standing behind his client, hands clasped behind his back.

Pussy Willow: Ladies and gentlemen, I am joined this evening by a woman who in here moments will be challenging for the Bombshell Roulette Championship, miss Veronica Taylor.

Veronica pointedly clears her throat...

Pussy Willow: And of course, her manager, Miles Blake.

Veronica casts a look over her shoulder to Miles who nods with a smug smile on his lips.

Pussy Willow: As is tradition, the challenger will get to spin the Roulette Wheel and determine the stipulation of her championship match. Veronica?

Veronica 'shoos' PW away as she steps up to the wheel. As if she doesn't want to soil her fingers by touching it, she daintily touches the spokes with the mere tips of her fingers and gives the wheel a light spin.

Pussy Willow: Good job.

Her words are full of sarcasm and they are not lost on Veronica who shoots her a death glare, but Miles rests a calming hand on her shoulder and they turn their eyes to the wheel as it spins. It passes such matches as 'Steel Cage' ... 'Barbed Wire' (much to Veronica's relief) ... and 'Coal Miner's Glove' until it finally lands on...

Pussy Willow: Challenger's Choice! This means, of course, that Veronica Taylor herself gets to choose the stipulation for her match with the champion, Kate Steele! Veronica?

Veronica stares hard at the wheel for a few moments before Miles steps up and whispers something into her ear while PW waits. A sleek smile spreads on Veronica's lips and she simply allows her manager to escort her off-screen, without saying a word.

Pussy Willow: Well ... I guess that means it'll be a surprise for us as well.




The camera returns to the ring where Justin Decent is joined inside of the ring by Jacob Summers.

Justin: The following contest is for the SCW Bombshell Roulette Championship!

Turn my Swag on by Keri Hilison hits over the pa system as the lights begin to flash all over the arena, as the fans give a loud ovation of booing. As, a makeshift runway appears, and soon a red carpet is rolled on top of it. As, out from the back steps Veronica Taylor with outstretched arms as the fans boo her, before grabbing her mirror and blowing herself a kiss. After, a few moments she begins to do a model like strut on the red carpet runway as a few photographers appear to take her photos, as she poses arrogantly, with Miles Blake right behind her, allowing his client the full spotlight. She, then takes a look around her grabbing her perfume from Veronica's Secret and sprays it around to get rid of the "stench" in the arena.

Justin: Accompanied to the ring by Miles Blake! From West Palm Beach, Florida, weighing one hundred and twenty pounds ... Veronica Taylor!

Veronica then stands at the end of the entrance ramp, doing some more poses. Before, raising her arms in the air as the fans fill the air with more boos. Before, she mouths to the camera "So damn first class baby", before blowing a kiss to the camera. As, she then moves to the ring apron, yelling at the referee to lower the ropes for her, which he does as Veronica enters under the bottom rope, Miles following after. As, she then stands in the center of the ring raising her arms in the air, before lowering them slowly. Then, she grabs out her perfume and sprays it all around killing the stench in the ring. As, Veronica then takes off her diamond necklace and hands it to Miles, as she grabs her compact mirror and makes sure her makeup is done flawlessly. As she fluffs her hair, and blows herself a kiss.

Simone: I never thought it would be possible for that woman to get even more arrogant than she already was, but with Miles Blake in her corner? She is really reaching!

Adams: Try and imagine what it'll be like if she actually wins tonight!

Justin: And her opponent...!

Grow up by Paramore begins to blare all across the sound system and as it does Kate Steele along with her husband Todd Warren begins to emerge from the back curtain. Kate has a huge smile on her face as she stares at the roaring crowd who are all jeering her. She begins to sprint down the aisle, ignoring the hands of outstretched fans.

Justin: Accompanied by Todd Warren! From Berkshire, England, weighing one hundred and ten pounds, she is the reigning and defending Bombshell Roulette Champion ... 'The Siren' Kate Steele!

Kate finally makes it to the ring and she quickly runs up the ring steps as she grabs the turnbuckle as hard as she can. She immediately leap frogs over the ropes and bounces about before she points at the crowd booing her. She closes her eyes placing a single finger over her lips offering the Shhhh sound which makes the fans boo even louder. She takes her place in the corner afterwards waiting for the match to begin.

Adams: The longest reigning Bombshell Roulette Champion in history!

Simone: She won the title back in February in Long Beach, California. Six months exactly as of today!

Inside of the ring, Veronica and Miles approach Justin and start speaking to the ring announcer. He frowns, but shrugs and steps back...

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, I have just been informed by Veronica Taylor who has the right to choose tonight's stipulation ... that it is a Guest Referee match!

Simone: What?

The crowd boos as Jacob looks surprised as Veronica and Miles both usher him to exit the ring, and he has little alternative but to do so, albeit warily.

Adams: So, who's going to referee?

Simone: I do not like the sound of this.

Adams: Neither does Kate!

Kate is yelling across the ring, with Teddy backing her up, while Miles beckons Justin to continue.

Justin: And introducing the Guest Referee...

Cash registers ring just before "Right Above It" by Lil Wayne begins to play out over the speakers and the crowd begins to boo.

Adams: No way!

After a few moments of music, Scott Sanders walks out from behind the curtain, wearing a referee's shirt. He bounces back and forth a bit before pulling back his hood. He throws a few jabs at the air before both men head down the ramp.

Justin: Making his way to the ring... he is the "BillionHeir".....Scott Sanders!!!!

Scott bounces his shoulders to the beat as he makes his way to the steel steps. Miles walks up and sits on the ropes, holding them open for Sanders to slip through.

Simone: This isn't fair! Veronica's teammate in the Billionaire's Club is refereeing!? Kate doesn't stand a chance!

Adams: Yeah I think that's the idea!

Kate is protesting to anyone that will listen but there is nothing that can be done! Scott walks over to her and wags his fingers for her to hand over the title belt. Fuming, the Siren reluctantly does so and a smiling Scott walks back to Veronica who happily gazes at her reflection in the emblem while Miles nods in approval. Scott then winks to Miles who steps outside of the ring, then points at Teddy and orders him to leave as well. Teddy shares a look with his wife and steps outside. Scott then holds the title belt up high before passing it out to Justin and the guest referee calls for the bell!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

Simone: Kate Steele is against impossible odds.

Adams: Who knows? Maybe Scott will call it fairly? ... Why are you looking at me like that?

Kate points a warning finger at Scott as she and Veronica circle the ring and they lock up, collar and elbow. Kate takes control immediately, grabbing Taylor by the arm and twisting it into an overhead wrist lock before using her foot to trip Veronica to the mat. Immediately Scott accuses the champion of a hair pull!

Adams: Okay so I was wrong.

Kate denies this but Scott starts a count against her anyway.

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

And Kate has little choice but to comply and release her hold! She shoots to her feet and gets in Scott's face, arguing with him but the smug Superstar just smiles and points to his shirt, reminding her who is in charge. Kate turns around and stops Veronica from sneaking up on her from behind, and instead the two women lock up again. Kate repeats her actions from before, grabbing her challenger by her arm, but this time ducks behind her in a hammerlock. Veronica shrieks in pain as Kate forces her arm up high against her own back, but after a moment's struggle, Veronica counters, reversing it into her own hammerlock on Steele. Miles looks on with approval from outside, but this advantage doesn't last long as Kate reverses once again into another hammerlock. Veronica reaches down and grabs Kate's foot, pulling it out from under her and tripping her to the mat. Kate then reacts by planting her boot onto Veronica's backside and she boots her across the ring! Veronica scrambles to her feet, checking her teeth, and Kate rushes up and arm drags her down to the mat, trapping her in an armbar, when Scott is right there, accusing her AGAIN of a hair pull!

Simone: Oh come ON!

Todd yells in protest while Kate shakes her head and again, Scott counts against her!

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

And Kate breaks! Fuming, the champion gets in the 'referee's' face but he smiles again, pointing at his shirt. Suddenly Veronica is on Kate from behind, slamming a double axe handle blow to her back! Kate staggers forward and Veronica grabs her into a standing side headlock. The challenger smiles, quite proud of herself, when Kate tries to use the ropes to Irish whip her off and break the hold, but a handful of Steele's hair stops this and allows Veronica to hip toss her over to the mat, retaining the headlock!

Adams: How about THAT hair pull, Scott!? Huh!?

Simone: But of course he doesn't see it!

Instead, Scott drops to the mat to check Kate's shoulders which are on the mat and he counts...

1..2..
Kate rolls her shoulder up fast!

Adams: What the hell was that!?

Simone: The fastest count in history I'd say!

Kate tries to counter the mat headlock by rolling Veronica back and onto her own shoulders for a pinfall attempt. Scott slowly kneels down and checks Veronica's shoulders, but 'decides' her shoulders are not down and refuses to count.

Simone: Un-freaking-believable!

Veronica rolls back to retain the headlock, but now Kate forces her near enough down to grab her into a head scissors, breaking the hold! Veronica kicks her legs and struggles as Kate squeezes her on the mat, only for Scott to count against her for some imaginary infraction!

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

Kate breaks and leaps to her feet and starts screaming at Scott for his blatant favoritism but he puts on his best (and most obviously phony) "Who, me?" face. Veronica tries to take advantage of this distraction as before, but Kate sees her coming and she greets her with a discuss clothesline!

Adams: Whoa! Kate almost knocked Veronica right out of her Gucci boots with that shot!

Veronica staggers up on wobbly legs and Kate grabs two handfuls of her hair and slams her down onto the back of her head! The crowd starts rallying as Scott protests, as does Miles! Veronica gets to her feet, holding the back of her head, and Kate slams her back down AGAIN by the hair! Scott steps up to the champion and she holds her arms out, then gives him the finger, much to the fans delight!

Simone: If Kate Steele is going to be accused of pulling hair, then she's going to do it by God!

Adams: Can you believe? The fans are actually starting to root for the champ!

Simone: They know she's facing unfair odds and they are indeed getting behind her!

Kate brushes past Scott and grabs Veronica, dragging her up to her feet! Kate Irish whips her into the ropes and catches her full on with a spinning heel kick, right in the face! Kate drops down into a cover, hooking the leg!

Adams: Where is Scott!?

Simone: Where else? Arguing with Teddy Steele!

Indeed the so-called referee is leaning through the ropes, arguing with Teddy who is TRYING to point out the pin inside of the ring but Scott is having none of it! Finally, Scott steps back inside of the ring and sees the cover. he casually walks over and s-l-o-w-l-y drops down to count.

1.....................................................................................
Veronica gets her shoulder up!

Adams: Who here is amazed she kicked out? Show of hands? Anybody?

Kate stares Scott down with her arms outstretched but the BillionHeir holds up only one finger, to which Kate responds in kind by holding up one of her own!

Adams: Maybe that's a Canadian peace symbol?

Simone: No I think that is pretty Universal.

The crowd is cheering Kate's attitude towards Scott and she turns back to go on the attack but Veronica grabs her by her tights and yanks her into the corner, Kate's face striking the middle turnbuckle!

Simone: These constant distractions are a severe detriment to the champion!

Veronica is right on Kate, dragging her to her feet and turning her around and driving shoulder after shoulder into Steele's stomach! Veronica then drapes Kate's legs over the ropes and delivers a jumping double knee drop into the champion's stomach, dropping her hard to the mat! Veronica pulls her away from the ropes and covers her, hooking the leg!

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

Simone: That biased jackass could get an gold medal for the speed of those counts!

Veronica grabs two handfuls of Kate's hair and drags her roughly to her feet, Scott not bothering to say a word about the infraction while Todd calls into the ring! Veronica then proceeds to rake Kate's face across the top rope, giving her a severe rope burn as Steele shrieks in pain! Veronica then starts choking Kate on the top rope and Scott ignores this by going over and confronting Todd again!

Adams: Forget Todd and do your job you plonker!

Veronica then jerks back on the top rope, catapulting Kate hard to the canvas! Veronica struts over to her and places a boot on her chest in an arrogant cover while blowing kisses to the booing and jeering fans. Scott hurries over to count.

1..2..
Kate kicks out!

Veronica then drags her back up and proceeds to snapmare Kate over by the hair once ... twice ... three times! Veronica then wraps both hands around Kate's throat, choking her while Scott does virtually nothing to hinder her! Veronica stands up, placing her boots on Kate's hair, then pulls on her hands in a standing hair pull! Veronica smiles and laughs while Kate cries out in pain -- when the champion lashes out with a boot up into Veronica's head, knocking the challenger back and down to the canvas!

Simone: I know we're supposed to be unbiased but alright!

Kate struggles to get back up as Veronica is the first to her feet with an assist for her opponent. Veronica then Irish whips Kate into the ropes and swings for a clothesline but Kate catches her arm and takes her right down into a Fujiwara armbar!

Adams: Listen to Veronica scream! She might have her!

But Miles pushes the ropes closer so that Veronica can reach them and she does so! Despite the illegal assist, Scott calls for the break!

Simone: She won't so long as Scott keeps doing that!

Furious, Kate sits Veronica up and unleashes a hard martial arts kick right to her back, then spins around and lays her out with another to her chest! Kate drags Veronica up by the hair and returns the favor from earlier by sending the challenger flying across the ring by her tresses in a 360 tailspin!

Simone: Oh NOW Scott is making calls for illegal moves!

Veronica staggers to her feet, checking frantically for a 'bald spot' when Kate grabs her around the waist from behind and hits a release German suplex!

Adams: Right on the back of her head!

Kate signals to the crowd and they are suddenly on their feet in an outpouring of support for the champion as she scales the corner.

Adams: She's going for Silence Is Golden!

Simone: And she'd hit it if that bastard would get out of the way!

Scott is blocking Kate, holding his hands up and ordering her to get down from the top of the corner! Kate is screaming for him to get out of the way as Veronica rises behind the referee. Seeing this, Kate jumps anyway! Scott ducks and Kate nails Veronica with a missile dropkick! Suddenly Miles Blake is up on the apron!

Simone: Get him down from there!

Todd Steele runs over and he grabs Miles by the foot and forcibly pulls him down to the floor!

Adams: YES!

But now Scott dives from the ring to defend his father-in-law and a brawl erupts at ringside between Todd Steele and Scott Sanders as the crowd goes crazy and Kate stands, watching in shock!

Adams: Get him! Get him!

Meanwhile, Miles pulls a can from his suit jacket and starts spraying a rag...

Adams: *cough cough* What is that!? It stinks!

Miles throws the rag into the ring and Veronica gets hold of it! She creeps up from behind and shoves the rag in Kate's face!

Simone: My god I think it's chloroform!

Kate struggles wildly as Veronica holds on tight to press the rag deep against her mouth and nose! Kate continues to fight but the effects are almost immediate as she slowly succumbs and slumps to the canvas, unconscious! Veronica throws the rag out of the ring and covers Kate, hooking the leg! Miles signals to Scott who shoves Todd against the barricade and he slides into the ring!

Adams: NO!

1...2...3!

Simone: SON OF A ...!!!

Todd jumps into the ring swinging, but Veronica and Scott are already outside, joined by Miles who hands the championship belt to Veronica! The crowd is almost apocalyptic!

Justin: The winner of the match, and NEW Bombshell Roulette Champion -- VERONICA TAYLOR!!!

The fans are booing as Veronica is celebrating her first singles title victory while Miles and Scott hurriedly usher her into the back and away from ringside!

Simone: I can't believe what we just saw!!! Veronica Taylor just won her first singles championship, defeating the longest reigning Bombshell Roulette Champion in SCW history!

Adams: And look at what it took to do it! Veronica had the deck stacked completely in her favor! What chance did Kate have!?

Inside of the ring, a concerned Todd is helping a very groggy Kate slowly sit up as she comes to and her husband shoots a death stare towards the backstage area before returning his attention to his wife!




Backstage, a young intern moves towards the locker rooms where they approach the champion's door and knock softly then look around nervously. There is no answer so the intern knocks again slightly louder and once more turns to look at something. The door opens to reveal J2H but the intern hasn't heard the door open and reaches up to power knock on the door only hits J2H's chest instead.

J2H: What the Hell!!

The intern turns white as she swallows her fear and holds up a clipboard that has a piece of paper on it. Holding out a sharpie she offers the champion a nervous smile as she indicates that his signature is needed on the paper. Glaring at the intern J2H scowls and begins to read what is on the paper.

J2H: Why do you want my signature...well we both know why but what is the purpose of you interrupting my ignoring Canada?

She goes to explain the reasoning as she continues to watch over her shoulder but J2H just holds up a hand and then taking the sharpie, signs along the line then shoves the clipboard into her chest then disappears into the locker room once more. The intern looks down at the signature then moves away from the door before turning and heading down the hallway. Suddenly she is joined by Connor Murphy who smiles as he puts his arm over her shoulder.

Connor Murphy: I am soo sorry you had to deal with that Annie. I get that you are an intern and you have to put up with the shit we put you through but you handled that like a pro.

Annie: I don't get it sir. If you wanted an autograph from him, why didn't you just go and ask for it?

Connor Murphy: I would have Annie but well, for some reason Jimmy Two H doesn't like me.

Annie: Oh really? I am sure you must be joking. Everyone likes you Mr. Murphy.

Connor Murphy: Stop, you are going to make me blush. And call me Connor. Mr. Murphy is just the person that is listed on my birth certificate as my father. But thanks again Annie, you were a lifesaver to get this for me.

Connor smiles as he reaches for the clipboard and then pulls the paper with the signature on it from it. The intern smiles widely as she nods.

Annie: You betcha! Cherry flavoured!

Connor Murphy: Huh?

The intern smiles once more.

Annie: Cherry flavoured lifesaver silly.

Connor Murphy: Oh!?! My favourite kind.

With that, Connor gives the intern a kiss on the cheek and disappears down the hallway leaving her to watch him leave. Moments later he can be seen approaching the graphics department set up and sits beside the geek on the computer.

Connor Murphy: I need a favour and you my man will be the one able to do it for me. I need this signature digitized and emailed to me. Think you can do it?

The computer guy gives Connor a look like he has two heads then nods before putting his hand out for the paper. Connor hands it to him and watches as it is scanned into the computer. Getting to his feet, Connor moves to stand behind the computer guy who brings up the signature on the screen and asks where he is sending it. Connor gives him his email then with a final pat on the computer person's back, Connor wanders away whistling cheekily as the view moves back to ringside.

Simone: I wonder just what it is that Connor Murphy has planned for J2H.

Adams: You and me both Belinda but from the looks of it, we have some fun times to look forward to.




We cut backstage where "Stoner" Scott Oliver is standing with James Tuscini in the hallway outside of Tuscini's dressing room. James is dressed in his wrestling attire, he has the Roulette Title Belt strapped around his waist, and the expression on his face tells us he is ready to go for his match. We also notice the absence of Pinky del Ferrando.

Scott: James tonight you face Travis Nathaniel Andrews who is one of the two wrestlers who have defeated you. How do you feel defending the Roulette Title against TNA? And by the way where is Uncle Pinky?

James: All you people ask the same thing week after week. How do I feel going into the match against so-and-so? I always feel great going into every match Scott. I'm solid gold while all my opponents are nothing but Iron Pyrite which is also called Fool's Gold. Many a prospector has looked foolish running into the Assessor's office to get their "gold" cashed in only to be told their Iron Pyrite is worthless. And if you need to know Uncle Pinky is out and about thinking up ways to make Chris Shipman's life miserable.

Scott: We're not talking about mining for gold we're talking about wrestling for the gold Title Belt you have around your waist.

James: Mining for it or wrestling for it the concept is the same in that you have to dig deep and work hard to obtain it. Right now I'm the fourth longest reigning Roulette Champion. By the end of the first week in September I will move up to being the third longest reigning Roulette Champion. One month after that, at the end of the first week in October, I surpass the two previous Champions in front of me to become the longest-reigning Roulette Champion in Sin City Wrestling.

Scott: Do you honestly believe you can hold the Roulette Title for two more months to make history?

James: No, Scott, I think I'm gonna lose the Roulette Title to TNA tonight so my talk about retaining it for two more months is just talking out my ass. Of course I'm going to work hard to try to make history. If I'm not gonna give all I've got to try to set a new record then I shouldn't be in the sport of Wrestling.

Scott: There you have it. A very confident James Tuscini anxious to get his Roulette Championship defense match underway against Travis Nathaniel Andrews.

James Tuscini turns and walks quickly away from Scott Oliver. The cameraman tries to follow Tuscini but he can only keep focused on him until James turns and disappears around the corner.




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.

Justin: Accompanied to the ring by Angel and Synn! From Vancouver, British Columbia, weighing 168 pounds -- Despayre!

Despayre holds his teddy bear pal up for the fans, and is rewarded with cheers and chants of "Angel!" "Angel!", and the "trio" begin their descent towards the ring.

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 up high over his head until Synn escorts him over to his respective corner for the start of the match.

Justin: And his opponent... Caleb Houston.

"Expect The Unexpected" by Cassidy ft. Murda Mook hits the PA system. The lights in the arena slowly dim down. As the beat picks up Caleb steps through the curtains. Wearing a black hoodie, and a pair of black and gold fight shorts. His head is bowed and focused on the ring in front of him. His arms are hanging down to his sides his hands shaking as he slowly makes his way down to the ring. His stare breaking. As he makes the turn at the bottom of the ramp he removes the hood from his head and slowly unzips the sweat shirt. Tossing it out into the crowd before climbing up the steps. Walking to the center of the apron he grabs the top rope and springs himself into the ring. Once he is in the ring the lights slowly being to turn up. His head is still slightly bent his eyes focused on the crowd as he makes his way around the ring testing the ropes. Making his way to the corner he crouches down and places his right hand on the mat awaiting the beginning of the match

The referee checks both men for weapons before indicating for the bell to be rung.

DING DING DING

Both men circle the ring, as the crowd begin to chant for Despayre and Caleb Houston.

Let's Go Caleb

Let's Go Despy

Adams: Both fan favourite's these guys and the fans are split down the middle.

Both men stop and look around at the fans, soaking up the chants and both smile before returning their focus back to the matter at hand and they move in and then lock up as they begin to jockey for position, where they head towards the turnbuckle with Despayre pushing Houston backward before Houston doing the same thing to Despayre, where Despayre ends up in the corner with Houston pinning Despayre into the corner.

Simone: Both men soak in the adoration before getting down to business and Houston with the extra height and weight behind him starts strong here.

The referee begins to count and force Houston away, as Houston inches himself away but throws a violent elbow to the side of Despayre head as the Despayre fans boo and jeer Houston, as Despayre stumbles out of the corner holding his head.

Adams: What a vicious elbow to Despayre... Houston wants to make a big impact here against Despayre.

Simone: He did with that elbow.

The referee yells at Houston, but Houston ignore him and moves back to Despayre where he clubs him on the back a few times, before punching Despayre in the gut and then grabbing Despayre by the hair and head butting him, which takes Despayre down to his knees.

Houston follows up with a series of kicks to the back of Despayre, however, with Despayre on the ropes the ref interferes and pulls Houston away, Houston backs away for a moment and grabs Despayre and yanks him away from the ropes. Despayre crawls away and towards the turnbuckle.

Simone: Despayre really in trouble here.

Houston grabs Despayre and pulls him to his feet, where he drives in several knees to the gut of Despayre, before grabbing his and then goes to whip him, but Despayre counters and Houston goes into the turnbuckle instead. Houston stumbles out and Despayre follows up with a dropkick.

Adams: Never count Despayre out... what a great counter.

Despayre lays on the mat catching his breath, as he can't capitalise on this and instead Houston climbs to his feet as he shakes off the dropkick and grabs Despayre's ankle and locks in an ankle lock. Despayre straight away begins to grit his teeth and scream and claw at the mat, as Houston yells at him to tap.

Simone: Despayre isn't about to give up this early in the match, no matter how much pain he is in.

Despayre shakes his head, and begins to twist himself so that he is able to push off Houston, Houston stumbles away but comes back again, but Despayre kicks out against Houston and kicks his shin. Houston backs away holding his shin, as Despayre climbs to his feet and wiggles his foot to see how much pain there is.

Adams: Again another great counter and Despayre manages to escape the move before any further damage can happen.

Simone: And he is just double checking now to see if there is any damage.

Putting his foot down, Despayre approaches Houston and kicks his shin once again, before grabbing Houston's head and hitting a sit-down jawbreaker, which stuns Houston, as Despayre turns and leaps onto the ropes to hit a springboard legdrop across the throat of Houston and then goes for a pin...

Simone: Oh Despy... you should know better that you got to finish him off with a better finisher than that.

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Kickout...

Adams: Always worth a try, might catch your opponent out.

Despayre shakes his head and quickly scrambles to his feet and climbs the turnbuckle and goes to leap off for a double foot stomp but Houston rolls away and out of the ring, and Despayre lands feet first onto the mat and rolls through.

Simone: Great agility by Despayre there... not everyone can do that.

Getting back to his feet he looks around for Houston and spots him lying on the mat outside the ring, Despayre climbs out of the ring and approaches Houston and grabs him by the hair and pulls him to his feet, however, Houston shoves Despayre back but Despayre comes back in and Houston grabs him and hits a Belly to Belly Suplex.

Adams: Did you hear that thud as Despayre's back hit the mat.

Simone: Didn't sound pretty, but it's pretty effective.

Despayre lands on his back with a loud thud, as Houston also lays on the mat but quickly moves to get to his feet, as he stumbles over to Despayre and grabs him and pulls him to his feet. Pulling Despayre to his feet, Houston places Despayre against the ring apron and goes to hit a spinning heel kick, but Despayre ducks and Houston's leg doesn't connect and lands on the ring apron. Despayre grabs Houston's leg and hits a dragon screw.

Simone: Just as you think that Despayre is down and out... he somehow come back with something.

Adams: Indeed. I don't think Houston even knew what happened there.

Houston lays on the mat holding his knee, as Despayre climbs back to his feet and looks down at Houston before turning and climbing the ring apron and hits a senton onto Houston. Despayre slowly gets to his feet and grabs Houston and throws him into the ring.

Adams: Nice little senton there.

Despayre follows close behind and goes for a pin.

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2...

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Kickout...

Simone: Close but more work is needed to be done.

Despayre looks down at Houston with shock before turning to the referee and argues a little that it was a three count, but the ref keeps their stance that Houston kicked out. Despayre expels some air before climbing to his feet, where he grabs Houston's legs and goes to start to lock in the scorpion cross lock, but Houston pushes Despayre away, but Despayre comes back and tries again but again Houston kicks out and Despayre backs away and plans his next move.

Adams: Despayre trying for a submission hold but Houston just keeps kicking his legs away and I don't think Despayre even knows what to do next.

Simone: Despayre is giving Houston time to breath and he can't do that.

Houston meanwhile rolls himself out of the ring once more, as Despayre shakes his head and backs away to the other side of the ring and watches and waits for Houston to get to his feet. A few moments pass as the ref begins to count, but Houston ignore the count and gets to his feet, and as he does Despayre charges and goes for a suicide dive through ropes and connects with Houston and both men lay on the mat below in a heap.

Adams: SUICIDE DIVE!

The ref begins to make her count...

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3...

Simone: That was effective but it has slowed the match down again.

Despayre slowly begins to crawl away from the body of Caleb Houston, as Houston lays on the mat wondering what happened, as he tries to move.

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6...

Despayre crawls to the steps and uses them to get to his feet before gripping the ring apron and slowly rolls into the ring to break the count before climbing back out and approaches Houston, who is now on his hands and knees, and pulls him up but surprises Despayre with an elbow, which Despayre stumbles back and then Houston hits a spinning heel kick.

Adams: Despayre breaks the count, but in doing so gave Houston an opening and with that Despayre was surprised with an elbow and spinning heel kick.

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3...

Despayre falls to the mat, as Houston goes over to Despayre and grabs him and rolls him into the ring and follows close behind, where he goes for a pin of his own...

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2...

Kickout...

Simone: Good try by Houston.

Houston tries again...

1...

Despayre kicks out once again, as Houston slaps the mat in frustratiion as he looks down at Despayre and rolls him over to his front and grabs his arm for the fujiwara armbar and locks it in. Despayre screams out as he claws at the mat with a single hand, however, realises he can instead moves his legs around, which he does and gets to the ropes.

Adams: Houston showing how dangerous he can be as he latches on a fujiwara armbar to Despayre.

Houston keeps the move locked in for a little while long, as Jasmine tells him to let go of the move before starting to count. Houston lets go and Despayre snatches his arm back and holds his arm. Houston shakes his head before making his way to his feet.

Simone: Despayre showed great ring awareness but how much has that hold taken out of him.

Houston grabs Despayre and pulls him to his feet, where he begins to set up for the That Sinking Feeling (Stu Hart Special) and as he lifts Despayre up and goes to execute the move, somehow Despayre lands on his feet and then surprises Houston with a double knee facebreaker.

Adams: I can't believe what I am seeing. Houston was about to his the That Sinking Feeling and Despayre somehow counters and lands on his feet and then hits a double knee facebreaker.

Simone: This is why Despayre is a great wrestler.

Despayre rolls towards the ropes, where he grabs them and pulls himself to feet, where he stumbles over to Houston, where he grabs him and pulls him up and uses all his remaining strength and sets up and hits the Beware the Stare and pins Houston.

Adams: Despayre has done it.

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Justin: Your winner of this match... Despayre

Despayre's music hits over the pa as Jasmine helps Despayre to his feet and raises his hand in victory.




The cameras open up backstage where recently engaged couple, Rage and Kittie, are see just outside the locker rooms. Rage has his Internet Championship belt draped over his shoulder and the two are talking quietly amongst themselves when Pussy Willow walks up to them.

PW: Well if it isn't the future Mr. and Mrs. Rage...Congratulations you two.

Rage just shakes his head as Kittie smirks a bit.

Rage: Yeah, yeah, yeah. Thanks. Can I help you with something, blondie?

Kittie elbows Rage in the side, but it has little effect on the big man. He just turns his head and glares at her for a second before he turns his attention back to Pussy Willow.

PW: Well I know you don't have a match this evening, but I was hoping to talk to you anyway. You had an impressive match at Summer XXXTreme IV and you managed to retain---

Rage: Managed? Managed? Blondie, there was no managing to do anything. There wasn't a doubt in my mind that I would be walking out of Summer XXXTreme still the Internet Champion and anyone who thought otherwise is a fucking idiot. Plain and simple.

Pussy Willow nods and Kittie just shakes her head.

PW: Okay. Well, anyway, you retained your title against Kain and Steve Ramone. That made for your fourth straight successful title defense which is quite impressive.

Rage: You call it impressive, I call it easy. I haven't been given much in the way of competition lately so I'm just racking up those title defenses.

PW: So what is next for The Sin of Wrath? Is there anyone in particular you'd like to--

Rage: Look, blondie, I don't give a rat's ass who they put against me next. There's no one in particular that I want to face, because the fact is, I'll take on everybody the same. This title is staying around my waist and that's all there is to it. I ain't going for the World Heavyweight Championship anytime soon, if ever, so I'm making the best of what I've got.

Pussy Willow nods again.

PW: So....have the two of you set a date yet?!

Rage rolls his eyes and Kitie lets out a chuckle.

Rage: For fuck's sake! We have the most incompetent set of interviewers in this place I've ever seen. Can't help but bring personal shit into business. That's none of your business blondie, so quit asking. Now, if you'll excuse us, we have better shit to do. Come on, Kittie.

Rage then quickly walks away, wanting to get as far away from Pussy Willow as possible. Kittie doesn't follow him right away. She just looks at Pussy Willow apologetically before she slowly follows behind him, leaving Pussy Willow disappointed but SCW's head backstage reporter just walks off in search of her next interview.




The camera cuts backstage where we see a close up of "Stoner" Scott Oliver, who looks ready to conduct an interview.

Scott: Today we are here with the original psycho, Reverend Chris Shipman.

The camera zooms out and sees an irate looking Chris Shipman standing next to Scott Oliver.

Scott: So Rev, you requested this interview, what do you have on your mind?

Without warning Shipman kicks Scott Oliver in the gut and gives him a crucifix powerbomb through a catering table sending salads and drinks everywhere. Scott Oliver is clutching his torso, rolling whincing in pain as Shipman grabs the microphone off the floor.

Shipman: Firstly I never requested an interview, I requested mic time. Here we are 2 weeks removed from Summer XXXtreme and look at this landscape we have. James Tuscini is still Roulette Champion. Hell all the champs retained but I feel like I am beating a dead horse if I talk about that. I want to focus on James, and the Roulette title. Yes on that night I will admit the better man won. I will give James that but you see what sickens me about the whole thing is this. James Tuscini is considered the greatest Roulette champion in SCW history, he has held that belt for almost four months now. He has conquered everything that has been thrown his way. But yet the prestige is still shitting the bed. Under James's reign, people stopped caring about the title. Look at Tommy Knocks's poll, nobody cared about that match at Summer XXXtreme. Zelda Clark? That bitch was too busy sucking dick like an obedient ring rat that she couldn't even mention a single word about the roulette title match. If this is the kind of bullshit I can expect for the future of the Roulette title than I don't give a damn about it no more. If my name goes up for it than I will wrestle as I still have a paycheck to collect, but from now on, James can keep his Penny Championship because that is all it's worth.

Now while I am on the topic of forgetfulness let's look at how I am being overlooked. I was on SCWshop.com the other day and did you know what I noticed. Shipman has been overlooked for merchandising. Where is my action figure, where is my t-shirt. Hell even Alex Rush has merchandise and all he has done here is become dog shit stuck on the bottom of my boot. Christian Underwood, Mark Ward, I hope you are listening because you both know what I am capable of and I refuse to be underated and under estimated any longer.

Speaking of the two simpletons running this zoo, not only did they leave me off the card to perform my craft in front of the great people of "Hong-couver", yeah I bet you didn't think I would know that one, but in a short while we will see if they leave me off of the ballots for the year end awards. You know it is going to happen because everywhere I go I get overlooked and forgotten in the back. This stops now. If it takes me making a statement than I will make one. You keep tuning in fans, the Shipman era is just beginning.

Shipman throws the microphone down at Scott Oliver who is now being tended to by EMT's. Shipman spits on Scott before walking at of view.




Justin: The following match is the main event and it is for the SCW Superstar Roulette Championship!!!

Three golden spotlights shine down on the stage as a video package begins to play on the screen. Golden smoke fills the entrance way as "Smooth" blares through the sound system. Travis Nathaniel Andrews walks through the golden smoke with Ruby Rose walking by his while he is wearing his trademark golden colored trench coat over white tights with gold designs. He stands on the stage, throws his arms high into the air while soaking in the loud boos from the crowd. As Travis as his arms raised high in the air, Ruby places a hand on his chiseled physique as she narrows her eyes toward the audience. His eyes are covered by his trademark sunglasses while his signature smirk is firmly planted across his face.

Justin: Making his way down the aisle, being accompanied by Ruby Rose, from Las Vegas, Nevada. He weighs in at two hundred and forty one pounds. He is SCW's Must See Superstar, please welcome TRAVIS NATHANIEL ANDREWS.

Travis starts to make his way down the ramp while smiling at the negative reactions he is receiving. Ruby Rose breaks off as they reach the bottom of the ramp. She moves toward the steel ring steps as Travis is standing in front of a few fans in the front row. He is openly mocking them before hopping up onto the ring apron. He holds the ropes open for his girl before entering the ring himself. He continues to bask in the negative response from the crowd as he walks over toward the far corner. He steps up onto the second turnbuckle and throws both arms out into the air. He curls both index fingers while mouthing "You're Welcome." He hops back down as Ruby Rose greets him with a kiss before taking his trench coat into her hands. Travis smirks and lays across the top rope while keeping his sunglasses on his eyes.

Animals by Maroon 5 begins to play as the lights in the arena go dark. We watch as red, white, and green, spotlights flash around the entrance area. We see James "Guido" Tuscini, step out from the backstage area alone and he plays the crowd by waving and flexing his muscles. James and Uncle Pinky make their way across the landing and then they head down the ramp to the wrestling ring. Along the way James acknowledges the crowd by giving high fives and shaking hands. When he arrives at the ring James climbs up the ring steps, then he walks along the ring apron, then he ducks through the ropes into the ring where he makes a trip around the ring to play the crowd some more before settling into a corner to await the start of the match.

Justin: And his opponent!! Standing in at 6'4 and weighing in at 265 pounds!! Hailing from San Francisco, California!! The SCW Roulette superstar Champion!! James Tuscini!!!!

The attention turns towards the Titan Tron as we see one of the two men that holds the record for the longest Roulette championship title reign in Goth as he stands at the Roulette wheel.

Goth: Hello everyone!! Greetings from me as am here to give these two men the match for tonight!!!

Goth grabs the Roulette wheel and spins it as we watch the wheel turn and passes matches like a Hardcore Match, a ladder match and even a tuccedo match. But eventually the match ends up at the designated match.

Simone: Oh my!!!

Adams: This is going to be interesting!!!!

The wheel has stopped at a submission match only match.

Goth: I guess it's going to be submission time for you two guys

With that Goth waves at the crowd as the bell rings

DING DING DING!

Travis charges in at the champion with a running clohtesline. Decking Tuscinin as he grabs him by the head and starts to drive series of elbows to the back of Tuscini's head before wrapping his hands at the chin of Tuscini while driving a knee in the back of his neck and pulls hard on the chin.

Simone: It's a great trade from Travis as he is a real opportunist

Adams: Yeah he is, but he is also a good tenchician as well!!

Holly is asking whether Tuscini wishes to give in to the pressure, but the champion refuses to give in as he manages to grab the bottom rope nad forces Holly to use the five count for Travis to break the hold. Travis lets go at the count of four before dropping series of elbows to the back of Tuscini and then grabs him by the head and sets him up for a snap suplex. Tusicni blocks the move and executes one of his own. Dropping Travis hard on his back before locking him in a sitting side headlock as Holly check on Travis who slowly tries to get to his feet and drives series of elbows into the ribs of Tuscini before whipping the champ in the ropes and geos for a clothesline what Tuscini ducks and executes a clothesline of his own. following with an elbow drop that lands on the canvas as Travis rolls out of the way.

Simone: That was just a moment too slow from the champ!!!

Travis grabs the arm and locks it behind the back of Tuscini and lifts him up with the arm behind the back and slams him down hard on the canvas before driving his knee into the back of Tuscini and pulls back on the arm of the champion as Holly checks on the champ if he wants to give up.

Simone: Will this be enough???

Adams: I doubt it!! Tuscini is a tough guy!!

Tuscini slowly gets to his knees as Travis now grabs both arms and drives his knee between the shoulder blades of the champion while pulling back on both arms. Tuscini is showing pain on his face as he slowly gets to his feet as Travis puts his head between his shoulderblades before Tuscini manages to walk towards the ropes and puts his foot on the bottom rope. Causing Holly to force Travis to let go off the hold as the challenger runs to the ropes and charges in on the champion with a running clothesline as Tuscini ducks and pulls down the top rope. Causing Travis to land hard on the concrete floor. Tuscini rolls to the outside and grabs the face of Travis and bashes him into the steel steps outside of the ring before rolling Travis back in the rinb with the chest area on the ring apron as he hops on the ring apron and drives a knee into the chest of Travis.

Simone: Good god!! That must hurt!!!!

Travis has rolled out of the ring once more before rolling the challenger into the ring. There he grabs Travis and locks him in a reversed front face lock while putting pressure on the neck of the challenger. Holly asks if Travis wants to give up as he screams out a loud no.

Adams: That is quite clear!!!

Travis tries to get to his feet as Tuscini grabs him by the hair and yanks him down hard as he locks him in a side headlock as Travis starts to complain about the hair pulling as Holly can't do anything about it.

Simone: It's a no disqualification match Travis!!

The arm is tight around the chin area of the challenger as Tuscini pulls hard on it. Travis slowly gets to his knees as he tries to loosen the grip that Tuscini has on him before grabbing him by the waist as he slowly gets to his feet and drives series of elbows into the side of Tuscini. Causing the champ to let go off the hold as Travis grabs him by the leg and lifts him before driving him down hard across his own leg. Causing Tuscini to hit hard on the canvas as Travis holds the injured leg and drives series of elbows into the inner thigh of Tuscini before locking the leg of Tuscini between his and starts to pound on the knee that came hard across his leg. This causes Tuscini to sit up and grabs his head as he tries to pull him backwards, but Travis punches hard on the injured knee that causes Tuscini to hit the canvas hard again as Holly asks him if he wishes to give up.

Simone: First it was the neck, then the back, now it is a leg. Travis is trying to work on every body part of the champ!!

Adams: A real wrestling clinic!!

Tuscini gets up again and grabs the head of Travis and this time manages to pull him back as his other leg bashes him in the face. Causing the back of his boot to hit the face that allows Travis to let go off the painful grip as Tuscini slowly gets to his feet and sees Travis getting up as well. Tusicini grabs him from behind and drives forearms into his back of his neck before whipping him in the ropes and goes for his submission hold.

Adams: Sweet Dreams!!!

Simone: No!!!

Just as Tuscini locks the hold it is Travis that manages to get hold of him by his wiast and delivers a side suplex as both men are now spend. Holly is checking on both of them as this match can only have a winner by submission. Travis slowly gets to his feet and grabs the painful leg and locks Tuscini in the Figure Four Leg lock and drops hard as he locks the painful hold on the champion. Who is screaming in pain and tries to sit up as Travis has the hold locked in deep. Holly asks the champion if he wants to give up as the crowd are really getting into the match but the champion refuses. Trying to push his upper body over and reverse the hold into a reversed Scorpion Deathlock as Travis tries to fight it. Finally Tuscini manages to reverse the hold as this time the pressure is on the legs of Travis and Holly is asking the challenger who is desperately tries to reach for the ropes.

Simone: Wow!! Both men are really trying to beat the other man in this match!!!

Adams: Well it is one of the most prestigious titles in the SCW of course you want to win!!!

Finally Travis manages to get to the ropes and forces Holly to break the hold that has both men entwined with each other. Both men reach for their painful legs as they have been in both holds for quite some time. Travis and Tuscini are both up on their feet at the same time as Travis tries to chop away at the chest of Tuscini, but the champ absorbs the blow and kicks Travis in the knee. That causes him to drop hard on the canvas on his knees as Tuscini runs to the ropes and goes for a kick into the face of Travis. But the challenger manages to grab the foot and gets to his feet before tripping the other leg of Tuscini and locks the champion in a standing Ankle Lock as he tries to break the ankle of Tuscini who tries to crawl to the ropes. Only to have Travis to pull him back and yanks harder on the ankle of the champion who is screaming out loud in pain. Holly sits down next to Tuscini as she asks him if he wants to give up but the champion shakes his head no. He tries to kick his way out of the painful hold as he tries to kick Travis in the face but misses out of the directed body part. He puts his hands on the canvas and pushes his upper body of the canavas before managing to roll over on his back and pushes his free leg into the chest as he manages to use his strength on the other leg to kick free out of the grip from Travis. Who lands on his back, but get up quickly to charge back on the painful body part of Tuscini as he this time grabs the leg once more. Trying to put him in the same hold again, but this time Tuscini manages to kick him in the face with his other foot. Causing Travis to stagger backwards as the champion manages to get to his feet slowly. He turns around and sees Travis charging on him at the final moment, ducking his clothesline attempt and then locks Travis in his patented sleeper hold.

Simone: Sweet Dreams!!!!

Travis tries to fight it, but slowly fades by the tight lock that Tuscini has on him. He finally drops down as Holly lifts his arm once, then twice and a third time before calling for the bell and awarding the victory to the champion.

Justin: The winner of the match and Still SCW superstar Roulette champion!! James Tuscini!!!

Simone: What a match!! Travis came so close and could have tasted the gold!!

Holly checks on Travis, who is slowly getting back to consciousness as we see Tuscini extending his hand towards his challenger and pulls him up to his feet. Travis clearly upset of the loss turns around as he is suddenly pulled back towards Tuscini who has grabbed his hand and shakes it. Travis doesn't know what to make of it before getting dropped by Tuscini as he levels him with the championship belt and slides out of the ring holding the belt up high.

Adams: Wow!! Tuscini really laid him out!!!

Simone: What a way to end the show! Join us next week as our Canadian tour continues!




Thank you! to Chris, Mark, Gerrit, Annie, Marge, Jenny, The Lord MK, Andy, Shipman, Todd, Playtime. Also, thank you to Annie for the cool match banners and to Christina Bentley for the video. Also to everyone who RPed this week!