We return to the ringside area as Justin Decent is standing inside the ring.

Justin: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Tag Team Championship.

"Irrestible" by Fall Out Boy featuring Demi Lovato starts playing over the speakers as Remi and Edie come bouncing out from behind the curtains. They are smiling and waving towards the audience while fist bumping each other.

Justin: Introducing the challengers, from Kentucky, they are the team of Remington Grayson and Eden Grayson, Team Technicolor

Remi and Edie run down the ramp, slap a few hands in the front row before both sliding into the ring. Edie hops up onto the second turnbuckle as Remi stands in the middle with her arms raised high.

Simone: These two have a chance at becoming tag team champions tonight.

Adams: Yes but there is only one problem.

Simone: What's that?

Just before Jason could say it, the female elders theme song kicks in as the crowd burst into a loud mixed reaction that nearly drowns Jason out. Song and Alana both walk out side by side with each belt draped over their shoulders. Alana is looking side to side while Song gives a respectful bow towards the ring.

Justin: and their opponents from the nearest Shaolin temple and representing The Elders. They are the current reigning and defending SCW Bombshell Tag Team Champions Alana and Song

The two female Elders slowly begin to descend down the ramp as they show respect towards the audience. Alana is rubbing the plate of her championship while Song is focusing her eyes onto the ring in front of them.

Adams: Team Technicolor has to defeat them and I don't think they can.

Song slides into the ring while Alana hops up onto the ring apron. They stand directly in front of their opposition when "Karate" suddenly blares over the sound system. A rumble begins to form in the audience until Belinda Warwick and Lady Marsden step out from behind the curtain. The crowd bursts into cheers as the two ladies start to make their way down the ramp.

Simone: Oh My God, this place just came unglued.

Adams: Where is Zuri?

Simone: Maybe she is still in Japan

The Female Elders slowly look behind them as Belinda is watching them while walking around the ring. Lady Marsden has one hand around her client as they make their way towards the announce table.

Simone: Looks like we are getting some company Jace.

Jason smiles as Belinda Warwick and Lady Marsden greets the two announcers while picking up their headsets. Meanwhile inside the ring, the referee is holding up the tag team championship belts while both teams are going over some final strategies before the match begins. Team Technicolor are looking over at the two ladies of Justice League while Song and Alana are doing the same.

Simone: Welcome to the announce desk Warwick and Marsden.

Lady Marsden: Thank you for having us.

The referee lifts his hand up and wiggles his finger as the bell sounds.

DING DING DING

Remi starts things off for her team as Alana gets the nod for hers. They start by circling each other before locking up in the middle of the ring. Alana has the advantage early on by placing Remi in a side headlock. She manages to keep it locked in for a few minutes before Remi slams her forearm into the ribcage of Alana.

Alana loosens her grip as Remi runs for the ropes but gets knocked down after a failed shoulder block attempt. Remi springs back up to her feet and tries it once again with the same result. Remi slaps the canvas before getting right into Alana's face. Remi is telling Alana to run the ropes which Alana obliges. As Alana rebounds off the ropes, Remi catches her with a quick drop toe hold followed by a front facelock.

Adams: Belinda, what brings you guys out here and where is Zuri?

Belinda Warwick: The Female Elders called us out last week so I thought we should scout them. Zuri is still in Japan but she will be back next week.

Simone: That was a good sequence by Remi on the much bigger Alana.

Lady Marsden: Remi just used her experience in that regard but how long can Team Technicolor keep this advantage.

Remi has the facelock in tight as she wrenches back on Alana's neck. The referee is checking to make sure Alana wants to give it up but she waggles her finger. Alana tried to power herself back up to her feet but Remi catches her with a quick knee to the top of the skull. Remi fires off another knee followed by a few more. Alana is back down as Remi is on one knee while keeping the hold locked on. She looks back at Edie who is liking it so far.

Remi gets up to her feet while holding Alana in place and drags her over towards the corner. Edie tags herself in, climbs up to the top turnbuckle and comes flying off with a double sledge to the back. Remi lets go of the facelock as Edie bounces off the ropes and connects with a running neckbreaker. Edie follows that up with a springboard corkscrew body splash while landing in a pinning attempt.

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Alana is able to kick out before the referee's hands was coming down for the three. Edie doesn't let that phase her as she quickly jumps up to her feet, springs off the ropes and connects with a picture perfect moonsault. The tip of Edie's knee catches Alana flush on the head as Edie quickly grabs her in a headlock. She drags her over towards the corner and tags in Remi.

Lady Marsden: Team Technicolor is cutting that ring in half which is tag team wrestling 101.

Adams: Why are you out here Lady Marsden?

Belinda Warwick: Marsden is the manager for Zuri and I. Which makes her a Justice League member.

Jason nods his head while Remi returns the ring while landing a sharp kick directly into the ribs of Alana. Song is over the in the corner trying urge her partner on while stretching out her hand. Remi sees this and slices the chest of Alana with a hard knife edge chop. The chop echoes throughout the arena as Remi lands a second and a third chop in succession. Remi twists Alana's arm while looking to shoot her off only to shoot Alana back into the same corner.

Alana bounced off the turnbuckle as Remi catches her with a front dropkick. Alana falls backward, hitting her head on the second turnbuckle while positioning herself in a seated position. Remi takes a note of it while tagging in Edie. Remi backs up a bit before sprinting towards the corner before landing double knees across the chess. Remi rolls out of the way as Edie slingshots in and connecting with a dropkick of her own.

The tandem offense has the crowd going crazy as Edie drags Alana out of the corner and goes for the cover.

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Alana just barely gets the shoulder up as Edie quickly tags Remi back into the match.

Simone: Alana is hanging tough but she needs to make the tag.

Lady Marsden: Team Technicolor are working as a unit but your right this match will change once Song is in there.

Edie bends down to lift Alana up off the canvas as Remi is waiting on the ring apron. Edie goes to whip Alana across the ring but Alana reverses the whip. Remi didn't notice the reversal as she slingshots herself in and connects with a clothesline to her own partner. Remi realizes what just happened as Alana is crawling across the ring towards her corner.

Remi gets up to her feet and rushes over to stop Alana. She was just a step too late as Song finally gets the tag. Song comes in like a house on fire. She first knocks Remi down with twin chops followed by twin chops for Edie. Song then clotheslines Remi down while catching Edie with a twisting calf kick. Song is in a unique fighting stance as she dropkicks Edie out of the ring. Remi is back up to her feet but gets dropped again with a corkscrew back elbow.

Song is standing tall as the crowd is going absolutely insane.

Adams: Song cleaning house.

Belinda Warwick: The fresh woman is in. Let's see how far she can go before getting stopped.

Song walks over towards Remi's location and picks up her with the aide from her long hair. Song grabs a hold of Remi's wrist and shoots her off towards the ropes. Remi bounces off them and ducks the clothesline attempt. She rebounds again and catches Song with a corkscrew back elbow of her own. Remi then shoots back up before connecting with a standing shooting star press. Remi lands in a pinning attempt.

However Song manages to kick out before the count of one. Remi can't believe it as she gets into a mounted position. She begins to fire forearm shot after forearm shot to the dome of Song. Song is trying her best to cover up but does manage to catch one arm. Song is trying to lock in a triangle choke but Remi fights her way out of it. Remi is back to her feet as Song is getting back up to hers. Remi shakes her head as Edie tags herself back into the match.

Remi doesnt notice the tag neither does Song as Remi comes flying at Song. She leaps into the air, hooks her legs around the neck and sends Song out of the ring with a hurricanrana. Remi follows that up with a slingshot body press which she lands on both Song and Alana. Remi is the first to shoot back up to her feet as she grabs Alana and flings her towards the barricade. Alana manages to stop herself before going face first.

Remi grabs Song by the hair and drags her around the ring. The referee is ordering Song back inside the ring as Edie is still standing on the apron. Remi stops midway around the ring and drives Song back first into the ring apron. She then follows it up with a hard toss into the barricade.

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The referee has begun his count as Edie comes flying off and landing with double knees across the neck of Alana. Remi tells Edie to make some room on the announce table.

Simone: This isn't a tables match.

Lady Marsden: This broke down into a slugfest.

Edie removes the protective covering on the table as she follows that up by removing the monitors.

Adams: No, not our monitors.

Belinda Warwick: We would stop this but I'm interested to see what happens next.

Remi drives her knee into the side of Song's head as Edie slams a forearm into Alana's jawline.

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The referee is up to six as Edie rolls into the ring then back out of it. The count was stopped temporarily as Song is dragged over towards the announce table. The area is vacated rather quickly as Remi slams Song head first into the announce table.

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Remi looks into Song's eyes while looking back at Edie. The crowd is enjoying this match as Remi and Edie are looking to put Song through the table. Edie is just about to grab Song too but Alana comes in and shoves Edie down to the floor. Remi sees this and fires off rapid shots to Alana's face. Alana is doing her best to cover up but instead she just grabs Remi by the throat.

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Alana looks around Remi's eyes go wide after Song wraps her hand around Remi's throat as well. Both ladies lift Remi up and slams her through the announce table. The table shatters as Remi is laying in the rubble.

Crowd: Holy Shit! Holy Shit!

Adams: Oh My God!

Lady Marsden: Remi is out of commission.

Song and Alana admire their handiwork as Edie jumps up to her feet. She clocks Song in the back of the head with her forearm as she connects with a hard right across the cheek of Alana. Edie grabs a hold of Alana and flings her into the ring. Edie follows her inside and starts pounding her with forearm after forearm to the back. Edie runs for the ropes. She rebounds off them right as Song is rolling into the ring.

Edie is going for some kind of striking attack when Alana lifts her up in a flapjack position. Song leaps into the picture while catching Edie with double knees on the way down.

Adams: SHATTER MACHINE! Man what a move.

Song immediately drags Edie away from the ropes as she goes for the cover with Alana standing guard.

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The referee calls for the bell as Song sits up on her knees.

Justin: Here are your winners and still SCW Bombshell tag team champions...The Members of the Elders.

Alana and Song are handed their belts as both ladies are grasping at their head and neck. Belinda Warwick has already removed her headset and was standing near the ring. She was clapping her hands in respect while requesting a microphone. She is handed one while walking up the steel steps.

Belinda Warwick: Congratulations girls, you have proven that you are the team to beat. Team Technicolor gave you a real fight but it wasn't the fight you wanted was it.

The crowd goes silent for a second as Lady Marsden has removed her headset and joined her client in the ring.

Belinda Warwick: Last week, you two had the balls to call Justice League out. As you can see we are down in numbers but make no mistake Zuri will be back next week. So next week, Zuri and I want to invite to sit ringside as we challenge any tag team in the back to face us. We want you two to get a front row seat at who will be your next challengers come January.

The crowd slowly begins to burst into loud cheers as Belinda looks at both of them.

Belinda Warwick: I promise you ladies what you did to these girls won't be done to me. Justice will be served.

"In the Middle of the night" begins to play as Lady Marsden places a hand around Belinda's waist. Belinda is doing a championship motion as Song and Alana raise their titles high in the air.

Adams: Sounds to me like Justice League just sent a challenge to The Female Elders for next year.

Simone: Next week, Zuri returns and I wonder what will happen.

Adams: Could we also see another edition of Zuri and Mercedes' storied rivalry?

Simone: Guess we will have to wait and see.

The scene opens backstage as we see a pair of feet in Christmas themed high heels, the camera then slowly pans up the woman's body revealing that she's wearing a naughty Elf outfit and that it's Kaylee Saunders, Steve's fianc? and then the camera pans over to the right showing Steve in a half-assed Santa's outfit.

Simone: They do know that the Christmas Special isn't for another week, right?

Adams: .........

Simone: JASON!

Adams: Oh, sorry, that opening camera work left me speechless.

Steve: Ho-Ho-Ho! Merry early Christmas! Yes the holidays are two weeks from now and yes, the Christmas Special isn't for another week but I'm feeling generous this week so I'm giving out some early presents, just look at my elf!

Adams: Oh, I am!

Simone: KEEP IT CLEAN JASON!

Cyrus and Andreas walk on screen wearing Elf outfits (though their outfits are far less revealing than Kaylee's, not that anyone's complaining about that) and put a male blow up doll with "Ryan Keys" written on the chest on Steve's lap.

Simone: Wow, they brought a blow-up doll to Climax Control!

Adams: There is nothing I want more for Christmas than to be a fly on the wall for when Steve told them to buy that thing!

Steve: What do you want little boy?

The blow-up doll says nothing.

Steve: A shot at the Roulette Title? But son, you have done absolutely nothing to earn a shot at the incredibly talented and handsome Steve Ramone!

Andreas moves the blow-up doll closer to Steve's ear.

Steve: You did what for Christian? You were in THAT position!? Well I guess I must grant your wish, he is signing my paycheck! Doesn't matter anyway because Steve will kick your ass so hard that it'll make Kaylee's ass after I'm done having sex with her look a lot less sore!

Steve then unceremoniously shoves the doll to the ground.

Steve: Ho-ho-ho! Tune in next week for more!

And with that the scene cuts to ringside.

Justin: The following match is for one fall and it is a NON title match... making his way to the ring... Ryannnnn Keyssss!

"I'm Made of Wax,Larry,What Are You Made Of?" by A Day to Remember plays. Ryan walks in loving the reaction from the crowd, he smirks while walking to the stage, flirting with the camera. He slides through the bottom ropes and jumps to a corner turnbuckle (right), where he tears his tank top off to get ready for the match.

Justin: And his opponent... the Current Sin City Wrestling Roulette Champion... Steve Ramone.

"I pledge allegience to the flag of The Fearless Champion Steve Ramone"

"I want what's coming to me."
"So what's coming to you?"
"The world chico, and everything in it"

Both Keys and Ramone stand toe to toe in the middle of the ring before Steve just throwing out the trash talk in which Ryan doesn't want to have a bar of it as he swings out and knocks the Champion off his feet with a thunderous shove.

Adams: Well that's embarrassing.

Simone: Steve should know by now not to run his mouth.

The referee checks on Steve before he calls for the bell and this one is underway officially.

Ding, ding, ding.

Ryan swoops in and picks Steve up and the two lock up near the ropes, Ryan pushes Steve into the ropes but is forced to break the hold at the count of four. Keys raises his hands in innocence to the referee before he slices his hand across Steve's chest with a chop. The fans Wooo at the sound of flesh hitting flesh and that riles Ryan up to repeat his attack over and over again.

Adams: Steve's chest looks like it's been in a fire look at those welts already bubbling up.

Simone: Keys looks pretty happy with himself.

Steve back up into the corner and covers up while Ryan rushes back to the other side of the ring before he comes steam rolling towards Steve. The Champion is able to duck out of the wall and Keys bounces off the turnbuckles but Steve has his number and drives him down with a back breaker. Keys yelps in pain as Steve gets up to his feet and starts stomping away at his challenger. Keys tries to cover up but the veteran Ramone keeps at it before he reaches down and scoops Ryan up for a scoop slam. Steve goes for the cover.

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No! Ryan gets the shoulder up.

Adams: Could you imagine Steve's ego if he put Ryan away that early?

Simone: We would never hear the end of it.

Adams: Or he would compare it to his girlfriends porno called minute man.

Simone: Do I even want to ask how you know the name of it?

Adams: Locker room talk Belly-Buttons.

Ryan and Steve make their way back up to their feet before they both lock up in the centre of the ring once more, Steve gets the upper hand as he places Ryan into a side headlock but Keys isn't down and out as he pushes steve off of him and into the ropes. As Steve's bounces off the ropes he turns around looking to come towards Keys with an attack in mind but Ryan's leaps up and jumps over him in a display of agility. Steve is furious but he rushes towards Ryan once again but is floored with a superkick to the side of the head. Ryan starts to rally the fans as he pumps them up to start a Keys chant. While Steve looks up at Ryan in disbelief that the cocky challenger would hit him with his own move.

Adams: that's not going to sit well with Steve.

Simone: It's funny though, dreamy Keys does it again.

Adams: Dreamy Keys? Oh god you've got a crush on the hot athletic guy don't you?

Simone: Can you blame me?

Keys goes back on the attack with a running knee to the face of Steve. Steve flies back and hits the canvas and Keys quickly makes the cover.

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No! Steve gets a shoulder up just in the nick of time.

Adams: Another close call.

Simone: tonight has been filled with them.

Steve is furious and he rushes to get to his feet, he knocks Keys off his with a leg sweep before he lifts the challenger up for a side walk slam. Ryan's head bounces off the canvas but that doesn't stop Steve as he drags Ryan's body over to the corner. Steve is quick to climb the ropes before he looks down at his challenger.

Simone: what is Steve doing?

Adams: He's currently standing on the top rope looking at Ryan?

Simone: Seriously I have eyes.

Steve jumps of the top rope and comes crashing in with a Solid elbow drop. Ryan cops the whole move and once agin Steve hooks the leg looking for the Victory.

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No! Just as the referee was bringing his hand down for the 3 count Ryan kicks out. Steve is in disbelief and doesn't know how he kicked out so he pins him again.

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No! Ryan keys gets the shoulder up again and Steve is livid.

Simone: calm down Steve.

Adams: The champion needs to get up and capitalise instead of acting like a two year old.

As if Steve could hear him the Champion gets up and he drags Ryan up to his feet with him before he uppercuts Keys into the closest corner with a few more upper cuts the number one contender is backed up into the ropes and Steve starts to unleash with a fury of left and right punches before he rushes across the ring only to come crashing back in with a body slam. Ryan stumbles out of the corner and Steve does a low take down taking his knees out and once again the Champion looks for the win.

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No! Ryan kicks out.

Simone: Come on Keys do something.

Adams: He just kicked out he is doing something.

Simone: that's three close calls for Ryan... Steve must be loving and hating this.

Steve gets to his feet and he drags keys up with him again before the Champion goes for a running bulldog however Ryan holds onto the ropes and Steve takes off but he doesn't take Keys with him. The Champion fumbles to stay on his feet but as he turns around to look at Ryan he is greater with a gore right to the midsection. Ryan gets on top of Steve and starts pounding away at his face with left and rights before he springs to his feet. Steve rushes towards the bottom rope using it to drag himself up with Ryan rushes towards him and paddycakes him into the ropes before grabbing hold of him for a beautiful German Suplex. Ryan keeps his hands locked in and reliever another two German Suplexes before he lets him go and the fans clap in appreciation.

Simone: Look at my boy go! Go Keys!

Adams: Oh lord help me.

Ryan stalks the Champion and he has him set in his sights as Steve makes his way up to his feet Ryan swoops in and crashes Steve down with a single knee face buster.

Adams: MASTER KEY!!

Ryan hooks the leg of the Champion.

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Ding, ding, ding.

Justin: Here is your winner Ryan Keys!!!!

Simone: He did it Ryan did it...

Adams: And Steve looks livid.

Simone: So much for Keys not being ready to face the Champion.

Ryan gets up to his feet and starts to celebrate as his theme hits the airways.

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

Simone: This is the first we've seen of Amy since her loss to Polly Playtime at High Stakes VI.

Adams: And we last saw Jessie last week when she lost to Melody Grace by submission but I must wonder why they are coming out here tonight.

Jessie gets a running start before jumping into the ring and Amy follows her in as the two women grab microphones from stage hands.

Jessie: Last week on Climax Control, just when the Bombshell division had finally recovered from all the damage that it had suffered since Delia Darling made her SCW Debut, the Mean Girls returned.

The crowd boos as Amy steps forward.

Amy: Before the Mean Girls the Bombshell division was a symbol of excellence in the industry but those idiots turned it into a joke! Back when me and Jessie formed the Metal and Punk Connection part of the reason why we did it in the first place was to better combat the growing influence of the Mean Girls but now that the band is back together for a reunion tour that no one wanted we've come to realize that we need more numbers.

Simone: They're introducing a new Metal and Punk Connection member?

Adams: I can't think of many Bombshells in the back that fit their criteria.

Jessie: So, without further ado, let me introduce the newest member of the Metal and Punk Connection!

"Grow Up" by Paramore begins to blare 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 cheering her on and most importantly she is wearing a Metal and Punk Connection t-shirt.

Simone: Wow, I can't say I ever saw this coming!

Adams: Two former Bombshell Internet Champions and the current Bombshell Internet Champion banding together? The Mean Girls now have a reason to worry!

She begins to sprint down the aisle as she claps the hands of outstretched fans 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 cheering her on. She slaps hands with Jessie and Amy before Kate is handed a mic by a stage hand.

Kate: I must admit, when Amy and Jessie approached me with this idea backstage, I had my doubts! Just look at the history between me and Jessie.

Kate says as she glances towards Jessie.

Kate: But after they explained their reasoning, I realized that they had a point, as the old saying goes there's strength in numbers and the Mean Girls are experts at using this to their advantage! If the Mean Girls think that they are going to run roughshod over the division again then they are going to have to deal with us!

Jessie: Though, let's be honest, the Mean Girls aren't well known for their thinking capabilities.

Simone: OH, SNAP!

Adams: Someone get Burn Heals for the Mean Girls because THEY JUST GOT BURNED!

Amy: Jess, you just took the words right out of my mouth! Next week SCW's hosting its annual Christmas Special and as it just so happens I'll be cleared for action by the time that rolls around so if the Mean Girls want a fight, I say we do it next week!

The crowd cheers in response before Jessie moves in for the wrap up.

Jessie: Kate, good luck tonight against Polly, but until then Mean Girls, you've just been put on notice!

Jessie drops the mic as Wolves of War starts up again signally the departure of the three women.

Jasmine St. John stands inside of the ring, ready to officiate the next match.

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall to a finish!

All the lights in the arena go out with the exception of a spotlight that shines from just under the titantron, between the two entrance curtains. Fog rolls out from either side of the stage. As the fog thickens into a cloud, penetrated only by the giant spotlight the PA system comes to life with the voices of the two men about to take the stage. The first yell in unison "WE ARE!", which fades into Kris, joined by the fans in yelling out "Jet!" And is quickly followed by Jason and the thousands in attendance screaming "City!"

The PA system falls silent and what follows is a huge pyrotechnic explosion of white blasts all around the giant screen at the top of the stage, but as soon as the finish A7X's "Second Heartbeat fills the arena. Two men come from behind the curtains, and stand in the fog, allowing their shadows to be cast through. The fans know who the men are, and there are mixed reactions aplenty.

The spotlight behind them dies and they step out of the fog and into the view of the crowd. Immediately orange and green lights start moving throughout the arena as they simply stand and soak in the reaction they are getting.

Justin: Making his way to the ring, accompanied by Kris Halc! Weighing in at two hundred and eighteen pounds, from Jet City he is one-half of the reigning SCW World Tag Team Champions, "The Jack of Hearts, JHalc!

Kris stands on Jason' right, and as the camera closes in on them, the words "Jet" and "City" can be read across their respective hoodies, a look they had been showing off since coming to SCW. They make their way down the ramp, mostly ignoring everyone reaching out to them, and talking back and forth. The last few steps to the ring, Kris takes at a run and slides under the bottom rope into the ring. Jason unzips his hoodie, and hangs it on the ring post as he climbs to the top of the stairs and enters the ring. Kris has already climbed the far turnbuckle and tossed his jacket out to the timekeeper.

Simone: Jet City surprised a lot of people when they showed up out of nowhere and won the World Tag Team Championships from Eyesnsane and Jon Dough at High Stakes VI.

Adams: I was one of them! How many people win a championship in their debut?

Simone: Well Kris Halc has been seen in SCW rings many times before, being a former Internet Champion, but defeating an experienced team like the Elders? It was uncanny.

Justin: Introducing his opponent...!

Monster by Skillet starts to play over the sound system, as thick smoke and red strobe lights flash near the backstage entrance. The music plays for several seconds before the dangerous form of Rage steps from behind the curtain to a loud round of booing from the crowd, with the reigning World Heavyweight Champion J2H by his side, the gold belt slung over the champion's shoulder. Rage stares directly at the ring, refusing to acknowledge the fans booing and heckling him as he and J2H start walking slowly down the ramp towards the ring.

Justin: Accompanied to the ring by the World Heavyweight Champion, J2H! From Parts Unknown, now residing in Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing three hundred pounds ... Rage!

Once there, he stops just outside the ring and grabs a hold of the second rope. He pulls himself up to the ring apron and then steps over the top rope into the ring while J2H remains at ringside, watching with heightened interest. Rage looks around the crowd with a dark and almost demonic look in his eyes as he turns to face Jason Halc who stands across the ring from him.

Adams: Boy if looks could kill...

Simone: The hymns would be sung for Jason Halc.

Adams: And to think this all started when Jason started disrespecting J2H on Twitter!

Simone: Social media does tend to have a way of playing a factor in bookings these days.

As Rage stomps around the ring, staring a calm looking Jason down, Jasmine calls for the bell.

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

The two men come from out of their respective corners and circle the ring, sizing each other up.

Simone: Will you look at the size difference between these two men? It's like David and Goliath.

Adams: Yeah but let's not forget that it wasn't David who was left laying stoned.

Rage and Jason pause and lock up in the center of the ring, and immediately Rage's size plays a factor as he bulls Halc into the near corner. Jason holds his hands up as Jasmine calls for the break, and Rage starts to break clean -- right before he socks Halc in the jaw with a meaty fist!

Adams: Yeah, like Rage would break clean!

And Rage goes right on the attack, driving lefts and rights into first the side of Jason's head as Halc tries to use his forearms to shield the blows, then pumps a fist into his exposed ribs, forcing him to shield those as well! Rage then drives a knee up into the ribs and wraps both hands around Halc's throat as Jasmine, fed up with his tactics, issues a count!

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Rage breaks, but only long enough to grab Halc by the throat again and HEAVE him clear across the ring!

Simone: One has to wonder if Jason Halc wants to tag out right about now!

Jason struggles to his feet, dazed, and Rage barrels right into him with a shoulder block that knocks him clear into the ropes! Rage gets a running start and goes for the attack but Jason drops down, pulling the top rope down with him and Rage goes tumbling over and to the outside, much to the crowd's delight!

Adams: Well that's one way to get the advantage on the big man!

Rage is back on his feet almost immediately and turns around and is greeted by a baseball slide through the ropes, courtesy of Halc! The impact sends Rage crashing back against the steel barricade and Jason hops back up, clearing the cobwebs and he starts clapping as he moves around the ring, rallying the fans!

Simone: Rage tried to use his size and power to gain the advantage right away but Jason did not let him keep it!

Rage kicks the barricade in anger at having been embarrassed, and he climbs up onto the apron. Jason starts after him and Rage takes a swing but Jason ducks the blow and slingshots his shoulder into Rage's stomach, causing the big man to hang halfway over the top rope. Jason then uses the middle rope as a launching pad into a guillotine legdrop across the back of Rage's head, sending him tumbling back over the ropes and inside of the ring! Jason with the cover!

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Rage POWERS Jason off, throwing him almost to the outside!

Adams: Whoa ho ho!

Rage starts to push himself to his feet but Jason comes sliding back behind him, clipping the big man's leg out from under him with a low dropkick to the knee. Jason then drapes his leg over the bottom rope and drops his full weight on it three straight times as Kris shouts encouRagement, and J2H cries foul over the use of the ropes!

Adams: Like HE'D never do something like that!

Simone: Heavens, no!

Jason then drags Rage away from the ropes and to the center of the ring where he takes the worked over leg and turns the bigger man over into a single leg crab!

Simone: Very smart tactics by Jason Halc! Keep the big man off his feet!

Adams: Yeah but the hard part is KEEPING him there!

Rage shouts and refuses to tap out as Jasmine asks, and instead manages to roll back over onto his back, plant his free foot into Jason's chest and he KICKS him clear off!

Adams: That's a pretty good way to escape a Boston crab!

Rage gets to his feet, shaking his worked over leg but Jason runs right up and grabs the leg again! Rage hammers his back with blows to get him off but Jason manages to pick the leg up and bring the bigger man over with a Dragon Screw!

Simone: There are times when the leveRage of a smaller man in the ring works wonders and we just saw a classic example right there.

Rage bellows in pain as he grabs his bad knee and Jason drops three elbows into his knee and turns him back over!

Adams: Right back into the single leg crab!

Simone: If Rage submits, there'll be no living it down with J2H!

Rage snarls and hollers in pain, but yells explicative at the official as she asks if he wants to tap! Instead, Rage again uses his size to power himself up onto his forearms and crawl towards the ropes! He stretches out his arm and snags the bottom rope! J2H yells for the referee to break it and Jasmine counts!

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But Jason pulls Rage away from the ropes and traps his opponent in an ankle lock!

Adams: First the knee, now the ankle! Jason is on fire!

Simone: If Rage can't stand, he can't use his size!

Rage tries again to get to the ropes but Jason smartly drops down and scissors Rage's leg with his own and hangs onto the ankle lock!

Adams: I don't think he can reach the ropes this time! He may HAVE to give up!

But as Rage reaches, J2H grabs the bottom rope and pushes it closer!

Adams: Hey! No fair!

And Rage gets the ropes! Jasmine issues a warning to J2H who waves her reprimand off, then she counts for Jason to let go!

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2...
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And Jason lets go! He gets to his feet and leans through the ropes and takes a swipe at J2H who deftly avoids the shot!

Simone: Hey now!

But from behind, Rage grabs Jason around the waist and throws him back over with a release German suplex!

Simone: And the distraction by the World Champion proved costly!

Kris walks around the ring to confront J2H for interfering against his brother, but Jasmine leans through the ropes and orders him back to his corner! Kris objects heavily but reluctantly does as he is told. In the ring, Rage is standing over a hurt Jason and he just throws overhead forearms into Halc's exposed back, one right after the other in a seemingly endless assault! Rage then drags him roughly to his feet and scoops him up and gorilla presses him high over his head!

Adams: And on a bad leg too!

And Rage then just dumps him over in a heavy slam! Rage drops to his knees and covers Jason with his hands on his sternum.

1.....
2.....
Jason gets a shoulder up!

Simone: If it hadn't been for that lazy cover, who knows if Rage might have won right then and there!

Rage starts shouting at Jasmine as J2H claps his hands rapidly, protesting the count from the outside. Rage then sits Jason up and wraps a beefy arm around his head and neck from behind for a reverse chinlock. Rage then drags him to his feet and starts spinning around in place, taking Jason off his feet in the spinning maneuver and then lets go, sending the Halc brother crashing to the canvas! Rage turns around to face the fans with his arms out and they greet him with scorn as J2H shouts at the capacity crowd!

Adams: Not very popular, is he?

Simone: And he couldn't care in the slightest.

Rage then walks over and peels Jason up off of the mat and sends him into the ropes. Rage swings for a clothesline but Jason ducks! Jason jumps onto the middle rope and springboards back into a high cross body -- but Rage catches him!

Adams: Uh oh! Sucks to be Jason!

And Rage drops him across his knee in a back breaker!

Simone: But he did damage to himself! That was his bad knee!

Rage curses audibly for making that lapse in judgement, then throws Jason to his back and covers him again.

1.....
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Kick out by Jason!

Simone: There's still fight left in the man!

Adams: He's a champion! There'd better be!

Rage drags Jason up, all the while arguing about the count with Jasmine! Rage sends Halc into the ropes and goes for a big boot -- but Jason catches his foot!

Adams: Oh no...

And Jason pulls -- causing Rage to fall to the canvas in a split!

Adams: OUCH!

Simone: Maybe it's a good thing Rage and Kittie are having problems because he won't be in the mood for any loving after THAT!

Rage's eyes are closed and teeth clenched as even J2H winces! Jason reacts by instinct and comes off the ropes...

Simone: Shining wizard!

Adams: but now both men are down!

Rage and Jason are indeed both spent as Jasmine counts...

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Rage is up first, bringing Jason up along with him! Rage Irish whips him into the far corner and charges in -- but Jason ducks out of the way and the big man crashes chest first! Jason then comes flying in with a double running knee into the back!

Adams: JHalc Express!

Jason hops up onto the corner turnbuckle as Rage staggers back, and Halc leaps and plants Rage with a Tornado DDT! Jason with the cover!

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3 - NO! J2H drags Jason off of Rage by the foot!

Simone: DAMN him!

Adams: Jason had him!

And Kris Halc knows it too as he storms around the ring to confront the champion! Jasmine quickly doves out of the ring to get between the two men and they start shouting slurs at each other while threatening the other! With a deft flick of the arm, J2H throws the World title belt into the ring to Rage ...

Adams: No way!

But Jason Halc is the one that catches it! The crowd cheers as Rage holds a hand out, warding Jason away as the Tag Champion wields the World title belt as a weapon, backing Rage into a corner! The fans cheer for him to 'do it' and Jason finally lunges and swings -- and J2H thinks quickly and grabs Jasmine and spins her around so that she can see! Rage dodges the blow and slides outside just as the championship belt strikes the corner where he was standing! Jason drops the belt as Jasmine climbs into the ring and confronts him!

Adams: No... she's not going to...

Jasmine calls for the bell!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

Adams: NO!

The crowd boos as a jubilant J2H snatches his belt and hurries around to where Rage is and raises his one arm as jasmine raises the other!

Justin: The winner of the match as a result of a disqualification -- Rage!!!

The fans boo as Kris joins a pissed off Jason Halc in the ring as they protest to Jasmine but to no avail!

Simone: leave it to that sneaky little .... J2H throws the belt into the ring for Rage to lose then causes the Halcs to be disqualified!

Jason and Kris are fuming as J2H and Rage back up the aisle, Rage's arms raises high as J2H talks trash!

Backstage, Sam Marlowe can be seen pacing beside equipment boxes, chewing worriedly on her thumbnail as she can be heard to softly be muttering to herself. Suddenly, she is startled by Pussy Willow who steps up in front of her with a look of concern.

Pussy Willow: Hey Sam, inquiring minds want to know. This week sees two of your best friends go against each other in a mixed tag match. What are your feelings about this?

Sam Marlowe: Pussy, I can't lie. This is tearing me apart because I never in my wildest dreams thought that Jamie and Ben would have to face each other. I mean the two of them are a TEAM! I can't believe that Christian would do that to them.

Pussy nods in sympathy before bringing the microphone back to her lips.

Pussy Willow: Speaking of Christian Underwood, he ordered you over Twitter to be here when you were not even scheduled to wrestle this week. With his new attitude, what do you think the meaning of that is?

Sam once more looks worried as she crosses her arms over her chest and thinks about her answer.

Sam Marlowe: I couldn't speculate why he would order me to be here. I mean since my exams are done for now, I would have been here anyways cheering both of them on in this match. And if I am honest, I think that no matter what, I would hope that Amy and Evie fight the whole match so neither Ben nor Jamie will have to beat on each other.

Sam gets a hopeful look in her eyes.

Sam Marlowe: Yeah, that is exactly what I would like to see. But since that probably won't happen I am going to stay backstage and not even watch the match.

Pussy's eyes open wider as she gazes past Sam to spot someone else approaching from behind. Sam notices this and turns to see what her friend is staring at and the crowd starts to boo as the aforementioned Christian Underwood sets foot into full view of the camera. He looks Sam up and down and smiles before he tilts his head and lifts a forefinger to address her.

Christian: Uh, I couldn't help but over hear your plans for my big mixed tag team match. Well, first of all, let me thank you for following directions and actually showing up here tonight like I wanted.

He places his palms together in a steeple and looks up, as if in thought, but then frowns as he gazes back down to Miss Marlowe.

Christian: Only, I don't quite follow your ideas for tonight, because they don't quite match up with mine, Sammy.

Sam Marlowe looks confused.

Sam Marlowe: You are welcome but what do you mean my idea for tonight doesn't match up to yours? I don't have a match tonight...

Christian: No, but I still wanted you to be here for a reason. I mean, I wouldn't have told you to be here if I just expected you to stand around and look pretty, now would I?

He takes a step closer to Sam and his expression turns to one of concern.

Christian: You see, Mark's been on my ass a lot lately and not in the fun way. He's been claiming everything bad happening to SCW has been my fault. It's one of the reasons why I booked this match between your two pals and the Bombshells.

He shrugs.

Christian: I think you can agree there's been a bit of tension between Ben and Jamie over the course of their careers here, so a little physical venting will be good for them. And like you said, I think Evie and Amy are going to work overtime to try and prevent our boys from having their fair share of time in the ring. I want everything to go perfectly, and for things to be called right down the middle.

He sighs and shakes his head.

Christian: Okay, this isn't going the way I had planned. I swore I was done being coy so let's just cut to the chase.

Christian reaches into a brown paper bag in hand and pulls out a black and white striped shirt and tosses it into Sam's arms.

Christian: I told everyone to expect a special surprise guest referee.

Christian smiles.

Christian: Surprise!

Sam looks at the shirt in her hands and then up at Christian. Disbelief floods her eyes as she slowly begins to shake her head.

Sam Marlowe: Oh no, you can't think that I... that I would be the referee for this match. Please, I can't!

Sam holds out the shirt to Christian, her eyes begging him to take it back.

Sam Marlowe: They are my best friends, both of them. Please Christian...don't do this...

Christian just stares at her and pushes the extended shirt back towards her.

Christian: You've obviously mistaken me for Mark. And in case you've been missing out on the news, I'm done working overtime trying to make people happy or to like me. Oh, and one more thing.

Christian steps up and whispers to her.

Christian: You know as well as I that Mark is trying to negotiate for Ben and Jamie to stay. And I hope he succeeds. I really do! Because if he does, and you try backing out of this, I will make the rest of their careers here as miserable as I possibly can.

He takes a step back away from her, his face very serious.

Christian: Their match is next. I'd get ready if I were you.

He turns and walks away, pausing just long enough to turn back and smile at Sam, giving her a friendly wave.

Christian: Good luck!

Sam looks dejectedly at the shirt then back up at Christian as Pussy moves to stand beside her.

Pussy Willow: Wow, this is something Sam, how do you feel about...

Before Pussy can finish, Sam just shakes her head and moves out of the camera's view as she balls up the shirt in her hand leaving Pussy to watch her friend go.

The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is our special Mixed Tag Team match!!!

The crowd cheers as the camera turns towards them for a shot before turning back to Justin.

Justin: Before I introduce to you the competitors, let me introduce to you the special guest referee!!! Former Bombshell champion!!! Sam Marlowe!!!!

"Do you really want to do this now" from Def Leppard is heard as Sam Marlowe comes out to the ring wearing a referee shirt as the fans go wild!!

Simone: Now this is an interesting surprise!! And surely a more than capable wrestler to maintain order in this match!!!

The opening guitar riff to "Blame it on the Boom Boom" by Black Stone Cherry starts to play. The riff repeats itself once more. A British flag appears on the screen, waving with a gray filter and the lyrics kick in.

The familiar face of Ben Jordan appears on the screen. The fans instantly burst in to cheers as a smiling Ben Jordan appears at the top of the ramp, dressed in a white shorts with matching knee pads and boots. Ben looks around the crowd, his trademark smile on his face. He turns his head to the left, winking at the crowd before slowly walking down the ramp. He moves to the left, running his hand along the fans, high fiving as many as possible, before moving to the right and doing the same. Ben stops in front of a fan with a phone and moves next to them, allowing them to take a selfie with the smiling Englishman

Justin: Making his way down the aisle! From London, England, weighing 220 pounds -- Ben Jordan!

He stands outside the ring, looking up at ring, before moving to the steps and jumping up them. He ducks down and in to the ring through the middle and top rope and spins in to the corner, climbing on the top rope and raising his hands. He quickly jumps down and moves towards the center of the ring, awaiting his partner and opponents.

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

The lights dim and the heavy beat of "Satisfaction" by Benny Benazzi begins playing across the sound system and the crowd starts clapping along. As the lights return, they find Jamie Dean on his hands and knees, twerking his backside, facing away from the crowd. Jamie then jumps to his feet and calls out to the crowd with his arms held wide. He is wearing dark shades, a black color and hot pink bow tie, black vest lined in hot pink and matching loose pants. Jamie proceeds to walk down the ramp way, slapping hands as he goes. He walks around the entire ring, slapping hands until he reaches the steps and climbs them quickly to the ring apron. Jamie turns his back to the crowd, and with his hands behind his head, he begins twerking his butt off. He then steps halfway through the ropes and first grinds himself along the middle rope, then starts to 'hump' it vigorously. Jamie steps the rest of the way through and moves about the area of the ring, beckoning to the crowd for louder cheers and calling out to them. He removes his shades and then begins to sway his upper body, sliding his vest off. He points to all corners of the building, and whichever side draws the most cheers, Jamie whips his pants off to reveal his trunks. He whirls his pants in the air over his head while grinding his pelvis towards the crowd, before tossing the pants to the outside, ready to begin the match.

Justin: And her partner!! Standing in at 5'10 and weighing in at 169 pounds from the waist down!! Hailing from the Palisades, Los Angeles, California!! Jamie Dean!!!

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

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

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

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

Justin: And his partner!! Standing in at 5'7 and weighs in at 128 pounds!! Hailing from Juneau, Alaska!!! The Punk Princes!!! Amy Marshall!!!

DING DING DING!

The bell has rang as we can see both former tag team champions Jamie Dean and Ben Jordan stare at each other in their consecutive corners. As Evie is telling Ben that she wants to start the match off with Amy as Ben nods and gets on the apron, without having Jamie taking his eyes off of Ben.

Adams: This is one odd situation that I have never imagined I'd be witnessing. Former tag champions of Ben Jordan and Jamie Dean in opposite corners!!

Simone: And how much trust issues will these two have after Christian Underwood planting seeds into the mind of Jamie!!!

Evie and Amy start it off as Evie jumped Amy from the moment that the match got under way, sending her spine first into the turnbuckles with a shoulder tackle and follows it up with a few more before executing a Belly to Belly suplex in the middle of the ring before going for the cover, but only gets a count of one. She grabs Amy by the hair and wraps her arm around the chin of Amy before yanking back at her head by pulling the hair before locking her real tight in the reverse chinlock. Amy slowly gets to her knees and drives series of elbows into the midsection of Evie before whipping her into the ropes before kicking Evie in the midsection and follows it up with a Snap suplex before going for the cover with her forearm across the face of Evie.

Sam: One!! Two!!

Evie kicks out as Amy tags in Jamie, causing Evie to be forced to tag in Ben as the two former champs go at it for the very first time.

Simone: Here we go!!

Both men are hesitant to lock arms with each other, circling each other in the ring as their eyes never leave the other man's eyes. The crowd cheers both men on as they are clearly fan favourites as that causes them to look at the fans for a few moments before turning back to each other. Ben extends his hand towards Jamie, who looks around and is hesitant to shake it due to last week's happenings with Christian Underwood. Eventually Jamie hesitantly does so before they circle each other. Jamie charges in on Ben as the two lock arms and Ben wraps his arms around Jamie's head in a standing side headlock. Jamie pushes Ben in the ropes before whipping him in the ropes and levels Ben with a big time dropkick that causes the fans to applaud him. Ben slowly gets to his feet as Jamie allows him to get back to his feet before locking arms again. This time it is Jamie that locks him in a standing side headlock before whipping him over his hip on the canvas while holding on to the headlock. Ben manages to escape as he manages to wrap his legs around the head of Jamie and pulls him to the canvas. Only for Jamie to escape and grabs the legs of Ben and locks them in a modified leg lock as his legs crosses each other before patting the backside of his former tag team partner while letting go off him.

Simone: Typical Jamie!!

Ben gets up and stares at Jamie, grinning as he didn't expected him to do that to him before Jamie suddenly surprises him with a kick to the jaw and covers him.

Sam: One!! Two!!

Ben kicks out with a look of shock on his face, he can be seen telling Jamie what the hell that was about. Jamie shrugs as he tags back in Amy, forcing Ben to tag back in Evie.

Adams: I am sure that Ben didn't expected this from Jamie, but then again. I'm sure that Jamie is willing to do anything to win!!

Ben holds on to his jaw while staring at Jamie, as we focus back in the ring as Evie decks Amy with a lariat following it up with a kick to the spine of Amy before locking her in a reversed armbar as she pulls hard on the elbow. Amy slowly tries to get to her feet and manages to reverse the hold into a Hammerlock as she is now behind Evie. There Evie manages to surprise Amy as she reaches between her legs and pulls down one of Amy's legs as that causes her to fall down on the canvas. There Evie follows it up with driving her knee into the back of Amy's knee. There Evie follows it up with a single leg Boston Crab submission hold and locks the move in deep as Amy tries to reach for the ropes to break the hold. She starts to crawl over to the rope and grabs it with the tips of her fingers as this causes Sam to break the hold that Evie has on her. Who refuses to let go as Sam starts to use the five count on her

Sam: One!! Two!! Three!! Four!!!

Just before the count of five it is Evie that breaks the hold as she starts to kick away at the painful leg before driving her knee into the knee joint of Amy.

Adams: That's the mean streak that Evie possesses!!

Amy holds onto her leg as Evie grabs it and pulls her to the ring apron and bashes the bad leg into the edge of the ring apron. She grabs it again and repeats the move one more time before grabbing it and setting it up for the third time. She stares at the fans, who are booing her loudly before Amy manages to kick her in the face with her other leg. Causing Evie to hit the security railing with her back, giving Amy the chance to crawl back to her corner and tag in Jamie.

Simone: This is her chance!! Will she manage to tag in Jamie??

We can see her crawl over to Jamie as Evie has started to move towards the ring and slides back in the ring before driving an elbow into the back of Amy Marshall. Stopping her attempt to tag in Jamie as Evie starts to kick into the injured leg of Amy as Sam starts to use the five count on her before spinning her around and warning Evie about the tactics.

Simone: Uh oh!!!

The two bombshells start to argue as Sam shows Evie that she is the licenced referee for this matcha s she can disqualify her and Ben as this causes Evie to get really upset and turns her attention to Amy. Who has managed to crawl over to her corner and tags in Jamie just as she gets an elbow drop into her spine from Evie.

Simone: Just too late!!!!

Jamie runs in the ring as so does Ben, the two men level each other with a running clothesline each. Causing both men to drop hard in the middle of the ring as Sam Marlowe starts to use the ten count on both of them.

Simone: Don't let this match end this way!!!!

Both Jamie and Ben start to get back to their feet, they look into each other's eyes before they start to trade blows with each other. Jamie delivers a right hand that gets blocked by Ben, who follows it up with series of knife edge chops to the chest of Jamie before whipping him in the ropes and drops Jamie with a back body drop. Causing Jamie to hit the canvas hard as he sits up in pain. Ben follows it up with running to the ropes and drops Jamie with a running falling through neckbreaker as he grabs the head while rolling forwards. Causing Jamie's neck to snap backwards hard and hits the canvas with authority. Ben goes for the cover, but only gets a count of two as Jamie manages to get his shoulder up in time. Ben grabs Jamie by the head and pulls him up, he locks him in a standing front face lock for a suplex. But Jamie blocks it by locking his leg around one of Ben's. Jamie follows it up with a German of his own in a pinning combination as he bridges out as he rests on the back of his head.

Sam: One!! Two!!

A Ben Jordan kick out causes Sam to stop the count, both men get up at the same time and Ben ducks a clothesline from Jamie and nails him with a reversed neck breaker. He goes for the cover, but only gets a count of two before Jamie kicks out. Ben pulls him back to his feet and pushes him in the corner, where he measures him for a running splash into the corner, but Jamie sidesteps and tht causes Ben to hit the turnbuckles. Jamie grabs him by the waist and rolls him over for a victory roll as Sam goes for the three count.

Sam: One!! Two!!!

Suddenly we see Evie tag herself in as she taps on the leg that is the closest to the ropes as Sam sees it and stops the three count just moments before her hand hits the canvas for the third time. Jamie believes he has won as Sam Marlowe explains what just happened, causing Jamie to be in utter shock. Forcing him to tag in his partner as Evie ducks a clothesline from Amy. Goes for one of her own that Amy ducks. Amy jumps off the ropes for a springboard back elbow and hits Evie hard in the face. Evie falls backwards as Amy hobbles over towards her opponent and covers her.

Sam: One!! Two!!

Evie kicks out as Amy grabs her by the head and bashes her face first into the canvas several times as Sam uses the five count on her. Amy stops at the count of four before lifting her up to her feet by pulling the hair and bashes her forearm into her forehead several times before whipping her into the ropes and kicking her in the midsection before setting Evie up for the Gory Bomb. Hitting the move on Evie as she rolls her up for the three count.

Sam: One!!! Two!! Thr....

Somehow Evie manages to kick out to the surprise and shock of Amy. Who grabs her by the head and sets her up for a Snap DDT. But Evie grabs her by the waist and drives her into the corner. There she delivers series of shoulder tackles in the midsection before putting her injured leg into the ropes and kicks it several times before Sam pulls her to the side and warns her one more time. Evie just smiles and turns her attention to Amy, who tries to charge out of the corner towards Evie for a running clothesline. But Evie dropkicks her in the knee, causing Amy to fall down hard as she holds on to the knee. Evie then grabs Amy and executes a German suplex into a bridge pinning combination. Holding on to the painful leg and the head of Amy as Sam goes for the three count.

Sam: One!! Two!! Three!!!

Justin: The winners of this match!!! Evie Baang!! And Ben Jordan!!!!

Simone: I still can't believe we saw this match actually happen, but Ben Jordan and Evie Baang take the win.

The guitar riff of "Hail to the King" by Avenged Sevenfold begins playing and red and white lights begin flashing across the stage and out into the audience. As the music picks up, Dax comes out onto stage in a cut off t-shirt draped over his body, showing off his many tattoos. He strokes his beard, an intense look on his face as he comes to the center of the stage. He shouts out at the crowd, holding his arms out at his side as he does a slow 180 degree turn, slowly walking backward, and the crowd cheers for him.

Simone: Dax Beckett made his debut at High Stakes VI against Calvin Harris, pulling off a very impressive win, but we haven't seen much of him over the last few weeks.

Adams: He said on Twitter that he had some strong words for the events that took place last week, saying that he's here to defend Celeste North's honor in her forced absence.

Once the music completely picks up, Dax turns around and charges down the aisle. He darts around the ring, stopping periodically to pose for the fans, slapping hands as they shower him with support. Once he makes his way around the ring, Dax jumps onto the apron and charges his way up the nearest turnbuckle. He ascends and nods his head to the music, his fist in the air. He jumps off and flips, landing on one foot and one knee, his arms held out to the side before rising to his feet, walking over to the ropes, leaning through to take a microphone from Justin Decent. He walks to the center of the ring, and his posture changes as anger fills his face. He puffs his chest out as his music fades. He begins pacing as the fans continue to show him support. After a second, the microphone shoots up to his lips.

Dax: Last week... was total bullshit. In my two years of wrestling, I've never seen it so knee deep, bruh... Like, there is an honor in Japanese wrestling that obviously doesn't exist here, and I need to get used to it. But that does not mean that I gotta conform to it.

Dax lowers the microphone at the small pop he gets. He nods his head, reassuring the fans that he's true to his word. He looks around as the cheering fades out a bit before raising the microphone to his lips once more.

Dax: We saw the backstabbing of Celeste North, with one hell of a show before the fact. We saw the actual fuck job that SCW official Holly Wood gave to Celeste right where I'm standing. Then, we saw three women attack Celeste, sending her through mirrors, and effectively taking the Bombshell Roulette Championship from Celeste. Yet, nobody seems to fucking care about Celeste. Everyone in the back wants to bitch about the Mean Girls, and watching the tapes from before, I can't fucking blame them. The only way to stop that shit from happening again is to stand together. Yet, only three people were bothered to check on her condition, Crystal Millar...

The crowd boos, but Dax shakes his head.

Dax: Say what you will, but she took the time to check on Celeste, after successfully defending her championship against Mikah for fucks sake... Kate Steele, who barely even knows Celeste, showed up. They showed unity against what happened. And of course, I was there every waking minute of that. You got no right to bitch when you couldn't be bothered to send a generic get well card as a show of support.

Dax listens as his cheers become a lot less prominent. He looks around, his hazel eyes on fire for a moment. He finally turns his attention to the entryway, glaring right at the curtains as the mic comes to his lips once more.

Dax: But the biggest injustice that I saw last week? Was some greasy fucking meatball putting his hands on my girl with no repercussions. Well, unless you count the busted up nose I gave him. But, I didn't come out here to brag about that. I came out here, because earlier last week, Giani Di Luca called me out on Twitter. He called me a ball-less punk bitch, when I am anything but. I'm out here, because I wanna come face to face with you when I beat your ass all over this ring for what you did to...

The lights in the arena dim as "Wrecked" by Killbot plays over the speakers. Dax looks annoyed at being cut off as he drops his arm to his side, narrowing his eyes at the curtains. After a moment, the curtains part and Veronica Taylor walks through them with her Bombshell Roulette Championship fitted perfectly around her waist. She holds her arms in the air to show it off as the fans boo her heavily. A few seconds later, Giani Di Luca shoves his way through the curtains, dressed in an "Italian Stallion" tight fitting tee and the freshest jeans on the market, with clean white sneakers. His sunglasses are over his eyes to protect them from all of the flashing cameras. He rubs his chin with his thumb as his swagger picks up. He comes up behind Veronica, firmly grabbing onto her waist before leaning over her shoulder and kissing her in what might just be the most disgusting public display of affection seen on screen in quite some time.

Dax: HEY PUNK! I'M DOWN HERE, MOTHERFUCKER!!!

Giani barely loses his stride, raising his head slightly to glare down at the ring as a slick grin comes over his face. He runs his fat tongue across Veronica's neck and up her ear before raising his arm around her shoulder. She hugs onto his side as they walk down the ramp slowly. Dax growls as he walks up to the ropes, leaning through to taunt Giani, all while only making "The Reflection of Perfection" laugh, slowing down his roll a bit to savor getting under Dax's skin. As they make it to the bottom of the ramp, Giani gently waves his hand, telling Dax to back off. He and Veronica talk for a moment as Dax eventually honors Giani's request. Giani reluctantly climbs onto the apron, boosting Veronica up next as he holds down the ropes for his queen. She enters the ring and wastes no time in ripping the microphone straight from Dax's hand. He gets angered by this, but Veronica dares him to lay a finger on her, waving in his face as Giani enjoys the show. The music fades out as the fans continue on with a chorus of boos.

Veronica: NONE of you get to talk to me, or Giani, like this. I am a Champion again, and therefore, I deserve the utmost respect from all of you low-life basics and ratchets... including the worst of all who is standing in this ring right now. If you're a little sore about what happened last week, well... Sorry bout it.

Veronica tilts her head to the side as she waits for Dax to make a move. He points to Giani who is standing behind her, and the crowd cheers wildly for this. Veronica shakes her head, a wide smirk across her face.

Veronica: No. Just, no. See, every queen needs a king, and because Giani is such a sweetheart, I could not find it in my heart to let you lay a filthy hand of yours on him. If you have a problem with how I decimated your witch bitch whore of a girlfriend last week, then you can take it up with ME!

Giani's signature arrogant laugh rings through the entire arena as he points to Veronica, shouting "FUHGEDDABOUDIT!" This only makes the fans boo even more loudly, until Dax rips the microphone right back out of Veronica's hand.

Dax: I'm not gonna fight Celeste's battles, because I'm sure she is more than capable of handling you all on her own... like she did the other two times you guys met for the title. You know? Where you couldn't get the fucking job done on your own? So why don't you step aside, and let me and your boyfriend handle our business like a couple of grown ass men? Or do I need to wait a couple of years for his balls to drop?

Giani shouts out at Dax, pointing his finger at him, all while Dax raises his arms in the air, taking a step forward as his eyes widen. He slowly brings the microphone to his lips as he stares Giani dead in the eye.

Dax: I'm right here if you want it, bruh. See me with them hands. Tell your bitch to move out of the way, and we can get this thing started.

The crowd cheers as Giani struggles, however unbelievable the struggle might be, to get past Veronica as she fights to keep him from getting into any trouble. Dax smiles widely as he watches this display. He hears the boos of the fans, but it doesn't register for him to look behind him until it's much too late. A baseball bat crashes across his back as a man in a black hooded jacket reading "Bad Boys" relentlessly bashes at Dax. Veronica steps aside as Giani begins stomping away at Dax, furiously, before he picks him off of the ground and sets him up for the Jersey Turnpike Pumphandle Slam. The man in the hood drops the bat as he watches Giani deliver the devastating move. He reaches down and peels Dax off of the apron, all while the fans boo. He looks around and tosses the hood of his jacket back, much to the surprise of the fans.

Simone: That's... That's Mickey Carroll! I can't believe it!

Mickey flips Dax back in a Vertical Suplex, using the ropes to propel Dax forward once more into the slingshot suplex. Veronica laughs and points at Dax as Giani drops down next to him, doing push ups as he shouts at Dax. Mickey reaches down and picks up his bat as he looks out across the surprised audience. He places it behind his neck, gripping onto it with both hands as Giani stands up. They raise their arms up in celebration before Giani tosses Dax out onto the ringside floor.

Simone: I would have expected something like this from Giani, but never in a million years did I expect to see he and Mickey Carroll teaming up.

Adams: This just got really... really real!

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Simone: Three weeks ago, Polly Playtime made her Supercard debut against her rival Amy Marshall where she shocked the world by defeating her, tonight she competes in her first Main Event as she challenges Kate Steele for the Bombshell Internet Championship.

Adams: Amy hasn't been in action since that match but you can bet that she'll be watching this one closely, especially since the Hell in a Cell match had to be stopped because she suffered a concussion.

Simone: As I'm sure every other Bombshell will be, let's take it to Justin!

Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your Main Event of the Evening and it is for the Bombshell Internet Championship!

"I wish it could ALWAYS be Playtime."

Justin: Introducing the challenger!

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 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 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.

Simone: How many people dismissed Polly as a Bombshell who wouldn't go anywhere when she made her debut?

Adams: I don't know but a lot of people are eating their words!

Justin: And her opponent!

"Grow Up" by Paramore begins to blare 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 cheering her on. She begins to sprint down the aisle as she claps the hands of outstretched fans.

Justin: Representing the Metal and Punk Connection! From Berkshire, England, she is the reigning and defending SCW Bombshell Internet 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 leaps frogs over the ropes and bounces about before she points at the crowd cheering her on. She closes her eyes placing a single finger over her lips offering the Shhhh sound which all the fans follow in. She takes her place in the corner afterwards waiting for the match to begin.

Simone: This should be a great match between two young Bombshells who people are seeing as the future of the division!

Adams: I can't wait!

Holly Wood calls the two women to the middle of the ring after Kate hands the title to her, after a brief explanation of the rules the two women nod to confirm that they understand the rules leaving Holly to hold the Bombshell Internet Championship high above her head before giving it to a stage hand and calling for the bell.

Simone: And here we go!

Adams: Kate joined the Metal and Punk Connection earlier tonight so you know that her new teammates will be watching.

As soon as the bell rings the two women lock up in the middle of the ring and Polly is the first to take advantage by hitting Kate with an Arm Drag, Kate rolls to her feet and whilst Polly is on her knees Kate charges and hits her with a Hurricanrana taking her over!

Simone: Wow! Kate is not wasting any time tonight!

Adams: We all saw Polly's match against Amy at High Stakes VI and Kate knows that it'll be a mistake to underestimate Polly!

Before Kate can go for a cover on Polly she rolls out of the ring hoping to slow down Kate's momentum but as anyone who's watched Kate's matches since she made her debut can tell you that won't do her much good, as soon as Polly stops near the entrance ramp Kate takes her opportunity and hits her with a Suicide Dive just in time to stop Holly's count before the match ended in count out.

Simone: If I didn't know any better I'd say that Polly was intentionally trying to get herself counted out just now.

Adams: I doubt that was the case, you can't win a title that way unless it's a Roulette Title Match where the stipulation was that you could only win by count out but only hack writers called Vince come up with dumb ideas like that!

Holly's renewed count doesn't last long as Kate rolls Polly back into the ring before following her back in and going for the first cover of the match 1.......2.......and Polly kicks out! Rather than argue with the ref over a slow count Kate instead goes out to the ring apron and waits for Polly to get back to her feet, once Polly does get to her feet Kate goes for a Springboard move of some kind but we never find out what that move is as Polly counters it with a massive Superkick!

Simone: WOW! I think I just saw Kate's head fly out of the building!

Adams: You could say that Polly hit a home run with that Superkick!

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

Adams: Is it appropriate to chant that at Christmas time?

Polly goes for a quick cover on Kate 1.........2.........and Kate somehow kicks out! Polly looks up at Holly in shock but the ref confirms that the move only got her a two count, shaking her head Polly picks up Kate and grabs her by the hair as she drags the champ over to the ropes, obviously, this earns the ire of Holly as she starts applying a four count rather quickly and Polly glares at her.

Polly: Why didn't you count the pin-fall that fast?

Holly: That was a pin fall, this is a rule violation! 3.......4.......

As Holly's count reaches four Polly whips Kate off the ropes and on the rebound she connects with a breathtaking Dropkick that she manages to get some impressive hangtime on! Rather than immediately go for the cover however Polly flips Kate onto her stomach and hits her with a brutal looking Curb Stomp for good measure! Polly follows up that move sequence with a pin-fall attempt 1......2......and Kate kicks out! Polly argues with Holly for a good minute and it's clear what she's angry about!

Polly: Did Kate pay you off?

Holly: Don't insult my integrity!

Adams: If I was Polly I'd focus less on Holly and more on Kate!

Jason's statement proves to be true because whilst Polly continues to accuse Holly of corruption Kate comes up behind her and executes a School Girl roll-up 1......2.......

Simone: Polly kicks out!

Adams: At least that shut up Polly's complaints about Holly's officiating, that pin-fall was as fair as the ones that were initiated by Polly!

Both Bombshells get to their feet and they immediately start brawling with each other in the middle of the ring to the enjoyment of the crowd, the brawl goes on for a few minutes before Polly takes control and backs Kate up to the ropes, Polly then tries to Clothesline Kate to the outside but she telegraphed the move badly as Kate is able to counter it by backdropping Polly to the outside of the ring, at the count of five Polly starts to stir using the barricade to pull herself up but it's clear that Kate is using this to set up a suicide dive!

Simone: Kate's about to take flight again!

Adams: Let's hope this goes better than her last attempt!

Once Polly turns around Kate takes a run at the ropes but this time Polly's wise to Kate's tactics because as soon as Kate's on the other side of the ring Polly slides back in and goes for a clothesline which Kate ducks under and then executes a Springboard Moonsault off the second rope, or at least tries to as Polly counters that with a mid-air Back Cracker!

Simone: How did Polly get that high up!?

Adams: I don't know but Kate's love of high flying could've just cost her the match and the title!

Polly goes for the cover 1......2.......and Kate still kicks out! The crowd is going wild for the action at this point but it becomes clear that Polly wants to end the match so she drags Kate over to the nearest turnbuckle and starts climbing up it, when Polly reaches the top turnbuckle she leaps looking for a simple splash.........but Kate gets her knees up!

Simone: And now Polly's attempt at high flying might have cost her!

Adams: And that sucks because I'm loving this match!

Kate goes for a quick roll-up on Polly 1.......2.......and Polly kicks out! Rather than go for another pin Kate decides to end it by dragging Polly to the Turnbuckle she just climbed up on and taking her up.

Simone: Kate might be going for Silence is Golden!

Adams: If she hits this then this is over!

However just as Kate gets Polly up for the Brainbuster, Polly drives her knees into Kate's head forcing her to let go, Polly manages to land on the middle turnbuckle but she's still on the outside of the ring, this doesn't stop her from springboarding up and hitting Kate with a top rope Hurricanrana!

Simone: Wow! That move just knocked Kate for a loop!

Adams: And it looks like Polly's about to get an early Christmas Present in the form of the Bombshell Internet Championship!

Rather than go for a cover Polly waits for Kate to get to her feet and when she does Polly hits The Polly Plop! Polly goes for a cover 1......2.......3!!!!!!

Justin: Here is your winner and NEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWW BOMBSHELL INTERNET CHAMPION POLLY PLAYTIME!

Simone: Polly has done it! Polly has won her first title in SCW!

Adams: Is it to late to give Polly Rookie of the Year?

Polly celebrates her win whilst Kate glares at her. Suddenly -- "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" by U2 kicks off over the sound system, confusing everyone!

Adams: What...? That's not Polly's music!

Simone: No. That's... that's the music of Mercedes Vargas!

And Mercedes races down the aisle with the very briefcase she had won last year in the Queen Of the Hill match!

Adams: Don't tell me...! Is she!?

Simone: I think everyone forgot that Mercedes had a contract for a title match she could cash in! Tonight was the deadline!

Vargas slides inside of the ring and shoves the briefcase into a startled Holly's hands and the bell sounds!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

Simone: And we have a second impromptu title match!

Adams: Shame nobody warned Polly!

Indeed as Mercedes races up behind Polly who isn't looking and rolls her back into an O'Connor roll and bridge!

Adams: She's got her! Another new champion!

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

Simone: No! Polly's not aware of what the hell is happening but she's still fighting!

Mercedes drags Polly up with a handful of hair and pulls her right back down into an inside cradle!

1.....
2.....
3 - Again NO! Polly gets her shoulder up!

Simone: Polly was not around last year! She wasn't even aware that Mercedes had this chance to cash in!

Adams: heck! I forgot she did!

Mercedes grabs Polly and drags her to her feet and snapmares her over by the hair, following up with running into the ropes and coming off with a big boot right into her seated opponent's face! Polly is flat on her back and into another pin!

1.....
2.....
Holly sees Polly's boot draped across the bottom rope!

Adams: How can Polly get away with her title now? Mercedes is fresh and Polly just went through hell to win it!

Mercedes flings her back into the corner and begins assaulting her with boots to the stomach as Holly counts against her!

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

Mercedes breaks and instead presses her boot against Holly's throat, choking her out to an all new count!

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

And Mercedes breaks before she can be disqualified!

Simone: Mercedes needs to be more careful! If she cashed in only to get herself disqualified...

Mercedes then rears back and bitch slaps Polly across the face, the stinging slap sounding like a gun shot!

Crowd: WOOOOO!

Adams: Wrong kind of slap people!

Mercedes then takes her by the arm and sends her into the ropes with an Irish whip and jumps for a Hurricanrana -- but Polly collapses, dropping Vargas with a sit out powerbomb!

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

Polly promptly rolls over and under the bottom rope, and leaves the ring!

Simone: Now where does she think she's going!?

Holly orders her back in the ring but Polly grabs her title belt and waves off the official and heads to the back to boos!

Adams: She's trying to get herself counted out!

Not if Mercedes has anything to say about it as a hurt Mercedes Vargas rolls outside and gives chase! Polly doesn't see her coming until it's too late and Vargas clobbers her from behind!

Adams: Oh you do NOT walk out of a match with Mercedes Vargas!

Mercedes grabs two big handfuls of Polly's hair and DRAGS her -- LITERALLY -- back towards the ring as Holly is counting against both women!

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

Mercedes drags her up and goes to send her into the steel steps but Polly reverses it and sends Mercedes crashing into the steps instead!

Simone: Polly is getting desperate here!

Polly staggers over to the barricade and starts to climb over...

Adams: She must be! She's trying to escape through the fans!

But again, Mercedes is there! She grabs a handful of tights and drags Polly back and both women fall to the ringside floor! Polly kicks at her but misses! Both women struggle to their feet and Mercedes plows into her, knocking her back hard against the ring apron! Polly cries out and arches her back and Mercedes rolls her back into the ring and slides in, just as Holly reaches the count of nine!

Adams: Oo! Close call!

Polly is getting to her feet and Mercedes goes to the middle turnbuckle in the near corner. Mercedes leaps, grabbing her for a Tornado DDT -- but Polly blocks it and brings her over into a Northern Lights suplex!

1.....
2.....
Mercedes kicks out!

Polly stumbles to her feet and rather than flight, she fights and slaps Vargas across the cheek! Then again!

Adams: I'm not sure that Mercedes Vargas is the right woman to be doing that to!

Simone: I know damn sure fire she isn't!

And Mercedes proves that by suddenly sweeping Polly's legs out from under her and pounces on her, laying into the champion with brutal lefts and rights as Polly struggles beneath her!

Adams: A visual aid!

Polly holds her nose as Mercedes pulls her up and sends her crashing hard into the corner! Mercedes gets a running start and jumps for a monkey flip -- but Polly blocks it and Mercedes crashes back and strikes her head on the mat! Polly quickly jackknifes her and places both feet on the bottom rope!

Simone: Holly! The ropes! The ropes!

But Holly does not see the illegality of the pin and counts!

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

Justin: The winner, and STILL Bombshell Internet Champion -- POLLY PLAYTIME!

Mercedes is enRAGED as she protests to Holly about the use of the ropes but Holly did not see it and thus is unable to do anything about it! Mercedes responds by SHOVING the official, knocking her down!

Adams: Oh THAT'S going to cost her!

Simone: I don't care HOW pissed off you are! You do NOT touch an SCW official!

Mercedes, FUMING, exits the ring and kicks over the chairs, a table, and the steps as she makes her exit! As "C'est La Vie" continues to play Polly gestures down to the timekeeper's table, clearly pointing down at the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship belt. The timekeeper stands up and brings the title to ringside. Polly asks for the microphone too and both are passed into the ring. The referee picks both up and hands them to Polly. Polly slings the championship over her left shoulder and with her right hand she holds up the microphone to her lips, which this gets her music to fade out.

Polly: Okay, now that was refreshing. I'm breathing hard right now as that was quite a workout, but you know what? It was all worth it.

The crowd in attendance murmurs. Polly quickly continues.

Polly: I've got nothing against Kate Steele, but she was clearly going to use the Internet for her own weak purposes. I have something far bigger in mind, and it all starts tonight. I want you ALL to now go home and actually talk to your loved ones. Don't just go right in your front door and hop on the Internet. Keep the ta-tas under your shirts. Keep the thingies in your pants. Actually engage one another for once!

This gets quite a lot of boos from the crowd, but Polly doesn't care. She's getting her message across.

Polly: The Internet was originally meant for businesses to take care of business in a more efficient matter. Not for chat rooms, not for a box to write 140 characters or less, and not for your pictures to be out there online for everyone to see, even those you don't know. The Internet is loaded with stalkers and I assure you this, I will NEVER be one of them. But I bet a lot of you are here tonight. To those that don't want to be stalked, follow me. You'll feel much MUCH safer. As your brand new Bombshell Internet Champion, I promise you this. This championship isn't just mine now, as it belongs to both me and those that want a safer world to live in!

With that Polly drops the microphone and raises the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship belt above her head, extremely proudly.

Simone: I didn't expect that from her.

Adams: I didn't either, but Polly sounds like she's going to be a determined champion. We may not like her tactics, but when it comes to being a spokeswoman and a competitor, I'm liking her already as our Bombshell Internet Champion! Not to say that I didn't like her before...

Simone: Oh cool it you!

Adams: Oh fine. We'll hopefully see all of you for the final Climax Control of 2016 next week!

Simone: An early Happy Holidays and goodnight everyone.

Climax Control ends with one last shot of Polly still raising her newly won championship above her blonde locks of hair.

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Thank you! To Chris, Mark, Annie, Court, Dustin, The Lord MK, Gerrit, Andy, Erik, Jet City, Todd, Acquin, Wong and Polly. Also thanks to Annie again for the graphics and to everyone who RPed!