Climax Control

The crowd is alive with energy inside of the Tropicana Ballroom in Laughlin, Nevada. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favourites.

A spotlight then 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 at all of the fans filling the rows of seats around the arena. 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 Tropicana Ballroom in Laughlin, Nevada and welcome to Sin City Wrestling "Climax Control"!

The crowd cheers!

Justin: Now please help me welcome the Hostess With the Mostess for "Climax Control" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!

The crowd cheers as Amanda emerges from behind the curtains, dressed in a shimmering, black gown and heels. As the music plays, she walks the length of the stage, singing out to the fans for the performance...

Amanda: I saw a baby drive a truck
I saw a junkie eat a tuba
I saw a stripper kiss a duck
Behind a dumpster in Aruba

I saw this fat, psychotic guy
His underwear was made of crickets
He pawned a skeleton to buy
Some old expired lotto tickets

I saw a naked vagrant giving
Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation to his cat
I probably could have gone my whole life
Without seeing that

With my own eyes
I see things that'd drive a normal man insane
Wish I could disconnect my brain
From my own eyes

I saw a mime get hacked to death
With an imaginary cleaver
I saw an old man's final breath
I watched him die from Bieber Fever
I saw these diabetic chicks
In an abandoned 7-Eleven
I watched them snorting pixie sticks
While they were belching Stairway To Heaven

I saw two drag queens trying to see how many crackers
They could shove up each other's nose
I'd like to erase my mind completely but I suppose
That's just the way it goes

With my own eyes
I see things that'd drive a normal man insane
Wish I could disconnect my brain
From my own eyes (my own eyes)
Those visions haunt my memory
Oh, there's so much I wish I could unsee
With my own eyes

Some priest got drunk and stole a circus zebra
And he trained it to massage his back
My guinea pig committed hara-kiri
So we used him to play hacky-sack
My neighbor's kids sold weapons grade plutonium
And frosty ice-cold lemonade
They took MasterCard and sometimes
Human organs in trade, that's how we paid
I have to say that it was really darn good lemonade

With my own eyes
I've seen thing that'd drive a normal man insane
Wish I could disconnect my brain
From my own eyes (my own eyes)
Those visions haunt my memory
Oh, there's so much I wish I could unsee
With my own eyes

The music subsides, and the performance ends, and Amanda is greeted with hearty cheers, whistles and applause. She waves and blows kisses before disappearing behind the stage curtains.

Simone: Hello everyone and welcome to Sin City Wrestling Climax Control! I am Belinda Simone!

Adams: And I'm Jason Adams, the cutey patooty who's always on duty!

Simone: Wow, it must have taken you five whole minutes to come up with that one.

Adams: No, it just came to me. Chris must really be on a roll.

Simone: Annnyway! We are only two weeks away from Inception II at the Gold Coast in Las Vegas, and tonight we move forward further in knowing what to expect that night! In our opener, we have the Bombshell Roulette Champion, Veronica Taylor, in a non-title match against the woman who debuted last week, Aphrodite!

Adams: Is the ring big enough for the egos those two birds have?

Simone: I imagine Aphrodite is feeling the same as she has yet to say a word since her harrowing experience against Twisted Sister last week.

Adams: Celeste North is back in the ring for the first time since the attack at the hands of the Mean Girls! She's going against Chelsea Payne and both have big matches lined up for Inception II!

Simone: Chelsea has a match scheduled against Sam Marlowe, and Celeste will be taking on Mercedes Vargas.

Adams: I can't wait but first these two have to go through each other!

Simone: Eyesnsane's tag team partner Jon Dough needed time off and he wanted to compete regardless, but he may come to regret that as he's taking on a member of J2Hism, Rage!

Adams: Eyesnsane can handle himself in a fight. He proved that in his Parking Lot Brawl against Ben Jordan, but can he handle the former World Champion, Rage?

Simone: Given Rage's recent mood, Eyesnsane had best come prepared.

Adams: And speaking of Ben Jordan, he's up next in his first foray into singles action since resigning with SCW! And boy does he have a tough one!

Simone: Ben is taking on a very familiar face from his past, Travis Nathaniel Andrews! These two have met before and I wouldn't be surprised to find out there are still hard feelings between the two.

Adams: Travis better watch his back too, because he's scheduled to face Synn at Inception and I think Synn is lurking somewhere around.

Simone: Then we have the first of two championship matches this evening, as Polly Playtime puts her newly won Bombshell Internet Championship on the line against former champion and one of the biggest threats in SCW, Mercedes Vargas!

Adams: Mercedes is a Grand Slam Champion in SCW! If anyone can send Polly to Inception without the gold, it's her!

Simone: It'll certainly cement Polly's status in SCW if she can make it past this future Hall of Famer.

Adams: J2H has beaten everyone put in his path, from Connor Murphy to Despayre and everyone in between! Mark and Christian were lost as to who to give a title shot at Inception II, until tonight!

Simone: They have selected ten men who have never had a shot at the world title, and placed them in an Over the Top Rope Battle Royal! The winner will be declared the Number One Challenger and he will face J2H for the title in Las Vegas!

Adams: And it's none of that sissy 'both feet have to hit the floor' here in SCW! Any part of you touches the floor and *whistles*! You're out!

Simone: And in the Main Event, we have the biggest prize for the Bombshells at stake, the World Championship!

Adams: Crystal asked to face Melody Grace in a non-title match and agreed if Melody won, she'd get a title match. But Mark Ward didn't see things that way.

Simone: He did not. All past animosity aside, Mark brought up the fact Melody has only lost twice in 2016, and said if anybody deserves a title shot, she does! So he changed the match from non-title to title and tonight they meet for the gold!

Adams: I can't wait! Let's get started!




"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.

Polly holds for another moment before she then grins and skips off of the stage and down the wrestler ramp. She gets down to the ring which has a playpen set up inside of it, a decent sized playpen. Polly bends down and being she's wearing a short pink dress, the crowd gets an eyeful of her matching pink panties. Polly picks up the microphone that's lying in the ring and as she stands completely back up her entrance music begins to fade out. Carefully Polly steps over the top of the playpen, now standing inside of it, her feet being on top of quite the comfortable looking padding.

Polly: "Hey everyone and welcome to the premiere of Polly's Playpen. You guys and gals that are packed into this lovely ballroom here tonight are in for quite the treat. Of course for you guys out there, you already got yours."

Polly winks out at the crowd that surrounds the ring and of course that prompts the guys to whistle. Polly giggles into the microphone before she continues on.

Polly: "Gals out there, your treat is simple. Be happy that I don't have all your guys, because you know all so well that I could easily have every single last one of them wrapped around my finger."

The ladies in the crowd all wholeheartedly boo, which prompts Polly to giggle again.

Polly: "Okay, okay. Anyways, welcome to my Playpen. Getting down to business, I was supposed to have a guest appear on my show here tonight, but I was stopped on my way out here just now backstage by Mark and well... she declined. I can't say that I don't blame her, being that we're scheduled to square off at Inception II."

This prompts a small "Kate.net" cheer. Polly undoubtedly hears it but shrugs it off.

Polly: "It's not a big deal though as I have found a better replacement guest for my inaugural show. Polly Playtime!!!"

Simone: "Wait, she's still quite new here, gets her own show, and now she can make herself the first guest too?"

Adams: "Well Belinda, you heard her. Kate Steele declined. That would have been quite the interesting confrontation, but I think this will be better for the kids, you know?"

Simone: "Maybe, but Polly's said it herself. She's a girl of action."

Adams: "Young woman."

Polly: "So on with the show. First question to you Polly. How does it feel to already be a champion, and also having defended the championship successfully once to boot?

Polly: "It feels amazing, but I earned it. It was all no thanks to anyone else but ME! They all thought I was just some little Barbie doll, but they're all wrong, and I'll continue proving that."

Polly: "I'm sure you will. But next, tonight, you defend against Mercedes Vargas, again. She felt cheated saying you used the ropes. Your take?"

Polly: "Meh. She used an outdated title shot because she thought Kate Steele would easily beat me. I know she wanted Kate because Kate's quite easy to win against, but she got me instead!"

The Kate fans in the crowd all boo, but Polly pays them no mind, continuing to interview herself.

Polly: "Which brings me to Inception II. If you win tonight-"

Polly interrupts herself.

Polly: "It's not IF, it's WHEN! WHEN Polly! Come on now! When I win tonight Mercedes will be completely out of the equation and will continue to drop down the ladder, just like Amy Marshall has. It'll be between me and Kate, and Kate.net will stay offline! The internet is so much better for it, and well, just this week I've contacted quite a few sites and they've taken off all their horrible material and replaced it with stuff that can actually be useful!"

Polly: "Well that's good to hear. I guess I have no further questions."

Polly looks away in one direction before turning back and putting the microphone back up to her lips.

Polly: "Best interview that will probably ever happen on my show. The facts are out there and later on tonight, two words will be shouted down at another FORMER champion that she believes she's everything. Mercedes Vargas... YOU LOST!

Polly pitches the microphone away and looks down at her feet to see a few toys. She picks up the plush cat and gives it a squeeze, with a really cute look on her face. She then steps out of the playpen and slips out of the ring under the bottom rope, with "C'est La Vie" by B*Witched playing once again. The primary response from the crowd is boos, but the guys can be heard too as Polly skips past all of them to the back to get prepared to defend her SCW Bombshell Internet Championship later on tonight.

Simone: "Heh, the nerve of her."

Adams: "I don't see where she did anything wrong. At least there's no one attacking anyone else, you know? Good family programming."

Simone: "I guess."




LIVE! January 22, 2017! From the Gold Coast Casino in Las Vegas, Nevada!

It's....




Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall and is a non title match... introducing first... she is the current Bombshell Roulette Champion from West Palm Beach, Florida... Veronica Taylor...

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. 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.

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. 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 hangs it on the corner, as she grabs her compact mirror and makes sure her makeup is done flawlessly. As she fluffs her hair, and blows herself a kiss.

Justin: and her opponent... hailing from Athens, Greece... Aphrodite...

The lights in the arena begin to dim, before a strobe light flashes, quickly changing through multiple, bright and da

ling colors. The stadium suddenly appears as if it's transformed into a night club, as a steady trance beats flows through the speakers. "Don't Cha" plays over the PA System as words appear on the screen in brilliant, shimmering gold -- "It's not personal... it's just business." These fade out, replaced by another phrase in sparkling silver -- "I ALWAYS get what I want!!"

The fans are already showing their hate as the lyrics slowly come through

Golden sparks begin to rain down over the stage... before the stage begins to shift. The center of the stage seperates, and a platform rises from below... Aphrodite rests on her side, upon an elegant bed. She wears a fancy, fashionable robe, made of golden lace, with a golden cowl. Faith stands behind her, waving a giant, royal fan in her direction. Aphrodite is surrounded by small, marble pillars. From the pillars hang a banner, made from the finest parchment, proclaiming 'Your Goddess Has Arrived'. The beat intensifies, as the voice rings out once again

Aphrodite rises from the bed, lifting her hands out to the fans, to an overwhelmingly negative reaction here. The platform descends, and the pair make their way down the ramp, as the golden sparks continue to shower down upon the stage. Faith waves toward the SCW faithful, who respond with nothing but 100%, pure hatred. Aphrodite throws her shoulders back, before acting as if she's going to kiss a young fan. But the self-proclaimed 'Greek Goddess' pulls away at the last second, leaving the fan to curse at her and later write it down in his feelings journal. She then walks toward the ring steps, taking her time to raise her hand to the fans, cuz the face ain't listening. She orders The ring announcer to hold the middle rope down, which she does, and Aphrodite steps through... Aphrodite stands tall in the center of the ring, blowing a kiss out to the fans, before smiling egotistically to her.

Aphrodite mouths towards Veronica, as Veronica places down her compact before turning to Aphrodite and they begin to trade insults towards each other, as get closer and closer to each other until they in each other's faces. Aphrodite then pushes Veronica and Veronica does the same. This happens a couple more times until Veronica slaps Aphrodite and Aphrodite slaps her right back.

DING DING DING!

Simone: God that is a thrilling start to this match.

Adams: It's amazing isn't it.

Simone: Sarcasm Jason...

Veronica and Aphrodite step back for a moment holding their faces, as they quickly move back in and this time locking up, where they briefly tussle until Veronica grabs Aphrodite by the hair and slams her down to the mat. Aphrodite climbs back to her feet, but not before Veronica smirks and flicks her hair back in an arrogant manor.

Adams: I love this match.

Simone: You would.

While Veronica is doing this, Aphrodite approaches and responds back with her very own hair grab and slamming Veronica down to the mat. Aphrodite quickly follows this up with a dropkick to the side of a seated Veronica and as Veronica tries to sit back up, Aphrodite goes for a pin...

1...

Simone: An early try for a pin from Aphrodite, but Veronica is still too fresh. Must work harder.

Veronica quickly gets back to her feet, as does Aphrodite, however, as Aphrodite approaches Veronica, Veronica throws herself through the middles ropes and grips them. Aphrodite moves to strike but the ref forces her back, however, Aphrodite moves back in and tries for something but misses, as Veronica grabs Aphrodite by the hair and tries to ram her face into the turnbuckle but Aphrodite blocks it and digs an elbow into the side of Veronica's stomach before turning the tables and drives Veronica's face into the turnbuckle.

Adams: Hey those are illegal shots and moves.

Simone: I don't think Aphrodite cares and neither do I as long as they wrestle.

Adams: Fine.

Aphrodite then follows up with boots to the stomach of Veronica before dragging her out of the corner by her hair, where she then hits a uppercut before grabbing Veronica's hand, where she whips Veronica into the ropes and as Veronica comes back Aphrodite hits a spinning heel kick. As Aphrodite climbs back to her feet, Veronica rolls herself partly out of the ring onto the apron, where she climbs to her feet holding her face and as Aphrodite approaches, Veronica drives a shoulder into Aphrodite's stomach, as Aphrodite drops to a knee, Veronica grabs her by the hair and arm and throws her out of the ring.

Simone: This is more like it. Some proper action that isn't hair pulling. But why throw her out of the ring?

Adams: use the ringside barrier as a weapon or apron or steps. Slow Veronica down.

Veronica looks down at Aphrodite before dropping down off the apron, where she grabs Aphrodite by the hair and whips her into apron. Aphrodite hits the apron back first and she crumbles down holding her back in agony. Veronica flicks her hair with a smile before approaching Aphrodite and picking her up and rolls her back into the ring.

Adams: See. And it's not all Veronica.

Veronica climbs back in herself and goes for a pin...

1...

Simone: Veronica knows she has to do more.

Adams: Always worth trying. Might catch Aphrodite out.

Another one count and a kickout. Veronica climbs to her feet, as she grabs Aphrodite and pulls her up to her feet, where she then whips Aphrodite into the ropes hard who falls to her knee, Veronica then approaches and clubs the back of Aphrodite a couple of times, Veronica then grabs a handful of hair and pulls back as the ref admonishes Veronica but she ignores them and she drives a knee into the spine of Aphrodite.

Simone: Nice knee to the spine.

The ref admonishes Veronica again but Veronica gets into the face of the ref and insults them a little before returning her attention back to Aphrodite, where she grabs her hand and delivers a clothesline before leaning over her and delivers a series of slaps and punches to Aphrodite. Veronica gets back to her feet and drags Aphrodite up, where she holds onto her hair before whipping Aphrodite towards the ropes, however, Aphrodite leaps onto the middle rope and goes for a moonsault but Veronica moves and Aphrodite lands on her feet.

Adams: The ref has their work cut out here tonight and Veronica is flirting with getting DQ'd

Simone: She doesn't care. She out to prove that she is prettier than Aphrodite. Anyway nice counter by Aphrodite as she lands on her feet.

Veronica goes to kick Aphrodite but Aphrodite catches her foot, where she then trips her up and then drags her towards the ropes, however, before Aphrodite can do anything Veronica attempts to kick her away, but as Aphrodite comes back she grabs Veronica foot and rolls through and locks in a knee lock and cranks back on it.

Adams: Another nice counter and just like that Veronica is in trouble.

Veronica screams out in pain, as the ref asks if she wants to tap, but she shakes her head and looks around and sees the ropes and reaches out. Her fingers catch the ropes, as she hesitates for a moment, before dragging herself closer and grabs the ropes. The ref forces Aphrodite to let go, which she does.

Simone: Perhaps why she is the Roulette champion, but good ring awareness to get out of the submission move.

Aphrodite climbs to her feet, where she stomps on Veronica's knee a couple of the times, before hitting a legdrop across the knee. Aphrodite then drops down and covers Veronica.

1...

Kickout...

Adams: She should have gone straight back to working on that knee.

Simone: She was certainly close to tapping out.

Aphrodite shakes her head, as she climbs back to her feet, where she grabs Veronica and pulls her up and placing her into the corner, where she hits a face slap before a backhand slap, which stuns Veronica but before Veronica can react, Aphrodite grabs Veronica's hair and hits a forearm shot. Aphrodite then then hits an Uppercut before grabbing Veronica's hand and whips her into the turnbuckle on the opposite side of the ring before running into do a splash but Veronica gets her knees up, which stops Aphrodite. Aphrodite tries again and again Veronica has covered with this time with a high elbow.

Simone: Here we go... back to slapping.

Adams: But there was a uppercut and a high elbow.

Aphrodite stumbles back and falls to one knee holding her face, as Veronica shakes of the slaps, forearm shot and uppercut the best she can, before hobbling forward and hits a hair mare to Aphrodite, before slowly climbing to her feet, where she hits a model pose elbow drop onto Aphrodite.

Adams: Veronica has turned the tables once more in this match.

Veronica climbs back to her feet and smiles and flips her hair, where she goes over to where her compact mirror is and diamond necklace, she begins check her make-up and hair. Closing the compact, she turns and approaches Aphrodite and drags her to feet, where she goes to hit Aphrodite with the compact mirror, however, the referee see the mirror and stops Veronica and takes it away from her.

Simone: Oh come on... cheating much.

Adams: Were you expecting a clean match. It's only smoke and screens so that Veronica can end this match.

With ref distracted Veronica grabs Aphrodite and pulls her up to her feet, where she wraps her necklace around the throat of Aphrodite, but Aphrodite fights back and sticks a thumb into the eye of Veronica, who drops her necklace. Aphrodite then pushes Veronica away to get some distance before moving back in and grabbing Veronica, where she slaps her before booting Veronica in the stomach and goes to set up for the Fatal Attraction (delayed hangmans neckbreaker), however, Veronica quickly counters the move and without her necklace, she hits the Exed Out (Neckbreaker) and then goes for a pin...

Adams: Aphrodite clocked on to what Veronica was doing.

Simone: Although somehow Veronica counters and finish with her exed out minus the choke.

1...

2...

3...

Adams: Veronica wins the battle of the models.

Justin: Winner of this match... Veronica Taylor.

The ref climbs back to their feet and helps Veronica to her feet, where she raises her arm in victory as music plays over the p.a. Veronica looks down at Aphrodite and gives her a barrage of insults, while she does this, she fails to see someone jumping the barrier and climbing into the ring behind her.

Simone: That's Amy... what is does doing out here.

The person who appears to be Amy Marshall wearing her masks, she spins Veronica around and hits the Bad Girl before climbing back to her feet, where she smirks and indicates for the belt before climbing out of the ring and back over the barrier and through the crowd to backstage.

Adams: Looks like Amy is making a statement. But I don't think Veronica will like it much.

Simone: Well watch this space.




Short while after Veronica verses Aphrodite, where we saw Veronica Taylor triumph over the newcomer and the surprise attack on Veronica by Amy Marshall, we see Amy backstage standing with Scott Oliver.

Scott: Amy, please explain why did you attack Veronica.

Amy: It's simple. I refuse to sit back and one; have another quiet title less year and two; allow the mean girls and more specifically Veronica to tarnish any title in SCW.

I did it once before and i can do it again.

So if you are listening Veronica and if your cheap perfume hasn't destroyed what brain cells you have left. You are on notice. I am coming for you and i am coming for the Roulette championship.

Got it? good.

Amy nods and then slips the mask back on and walk away. the scene soon fade out.




At the SCW Arena, a new tune hits, and the crowd has no idea who that might be.

Cutting Crew's I Just Died in Your Arms starts to play.

Adams: Who's this?

Justin: "Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome our newest signing, the "Dutch Delight", Jeffrey Blight!"

Jeffrey comes out of the back, and walks down the ramp while shaking his hips, high-fiving the fans, and doing thrust motions. As he enters the ring he air-humps the ropes, looks with stares to various crowd members with the "I want you" look and does the worm inside of the ring, before yelling to the crowd: "That's the Dutch Delight for you!"

Justin hands the microphone over to Jeffrey and leaves the ring.

Jeffrey: "Finally, I'm here! You don't believe the hassle the travel has been to get here, but I'd do it all again, just for this spectacular crowd! How are you all?!"

The crowd chants various things all together!

Jeffrey: "I hear you're doing excellent! So what does this young Dutch guy do all the way over here? Well, I am here to inform you I'm the newest signing of SCW, and I'll be making sure that you will know who I am as soon as you can blink. I will showcase my variety of speed, a bit of power and technique, in great maneuvers and applying sex and sex appeal all together in my matches and in my affection towards you.

I'm a 21 year young guy, who's dreams are to be a great wrestler, and aspiring to be a singles champion one day.

It will take a lot of work, wrecking my body day in and day out, but as long as you cheer me on, I know I will get there much sooner than without your support.

Thanks for coming out to watch this great show and I wish all the best of luck to all competitors here tonight, and I hope to make my first in ring performance for SCW in the near future."

Jeffrey hands the microphone over to the announcer, leaves the ring, walks back up on the ramp and leaves to the backstage area.

Simone: Ladies and gentlemen, our latest signing, Jeffrey Blight.

Adams: He seems like such a delight.





WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP - NO COUNT OUTS, NO DQ
JET CITY (c) vs THE UNHOLY ALLIANCE




A lot of things have happened over the last few shows when it came to Lord Raab as after he found out about the discovery of who the attacker was which was unveiled a few shows ago, he certainly had to address it and since he had no match tonight, he finally had time to address that and something else.

Everyone's seen a little bit more of a calmer Raab lately since he came back and he sits backstage, being in an empty room without Henry and Samuel around as they are preparing Samuel to be in the battle royal later tonight. Raab finally begins to speak.

Lord Raab: "All of this time I've been attacked during and after my matches, the guy turned out to be Goth? Very clever how you act like you are the king and how you walked out on me and Samuel. Yet you come back regarding me attacking you in your fact, you come up and attack me from behind?"

It agitated Raab a little when he thinks beforehand on what he did when Goth walked away from SCW and speaks again.

Lord Raab: "You are fucking pathetic than I remember you by. I've almost forgotten about you when I had time off to deal with my father's death, but it helped me learned everything on why I should take medication and why I should be angry everyday with my heart disease."

Of course Raab and Samuel even had plans to be in the hunt for the tag team titles, but that Raab has to put behind for now.

Lord Raab: "Forget me and Samuel winning tag team matches because this is personal Goth and you made it personal by attacking me from behind like a little bitch you are. Hell, I don't want our match to be a boring regular match up as our hate towards each other has far grown that. A hardcore or anything that involves hurting you matches is more appropriate for what I want to do to you."

Of course Raab hadn't forgotten about the past they had of putting The Monstimals together and what they've done together and speaks once more.

Lord Raab: "I want us to end the war in a bloodbath match that would make you scream for mercy, wishing you've never done anything on what you've done to me. Enjoy the pain, suffering and overall being in hospital in a wheelchair for the rest of your pathetic life when I'll rip you apart with weapons and become an extremely violent wrestler."

Raab takes a little breather for a while as he speaks once more about the upcoming match with Goth.

Lord Raab: "It will end at Inception so watch out for the violent, brutality and weapon hard hitting Lord Raab everyone once knew cos that's going to come towards anybody who double crosses me again to witness the show of violence and pain Goth will gladly enjoy from me."

He was done talking about the upcoming match up for the Supershow, but wanted to address one other thing that's been on his mind.

Lord Raab: "I've not gotten around on talking about this, but it seems Ben Jordan has attempted to try and help me with my problems to be friends with him. The only reason why I turned his offer down was because he was champion and I didn't want to solve things until after he lost the belt which he's recently done."

It was hard for Raab to discuss his death about his life as he hadn't spoken about it until a while ago and speaks again.

Lord Raab: "My brother said he wanted to help me and I want to make amends for everything I've said and done to him and after I saw my dad's funeral, I want to change as I don't want to die cos as I said, it made me want to change, but I want to say that I will continue to be violent, use weapons and become angry in the ring, but that would be the only time so I'm gonna find Ben Jordan tonight and talk to him directly which is exactly what I'm gonna do now."

Raab leaves the room as he walks all over the arena for Ben Jordan as the cameras went back in the ring for the next match up to take place on Climax Control.




The crowd is just beginning to find their seats as "Smooth" begins to play over the loud speakers. A loud boo echoes throughout the audience as Travis Nathaniel Andrews steps out from behind the curtains. He appears to be wearing a new business style suit with dark sunglasses covering his blue eyes.

Adams: Here comes Travis and it doesnt seem like he in the best of moods tonight.

Simone: You can say that again.

Travis stops midway down and yells at a few fans standing in the front row. Several of them are going nuts over the fact Ruby Rose isn't standing beside him. Travis smirks a little bit before continuing down the ramp. He leaps up onto the ring apron while looking around at the ring.

Simone: I wonder what will be on his mind this evening.

Adams: I bet he is here to talk about Mark Ward having him face Synn at Inception 2.

Travis enters the ring and walks over toward the ring technician and calls for a microphone. A tech does hand him a microphone as he turns toward Justin Decent. He basically orders him to vacate the ring as he moves back toward the center of the ring. More boos begin to rain down as he holds his arms out to his side and soaks in all of the negative reactions.

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Disappointment. That is the word my opponent kept spewing out of his mouth throughout his promo for our match tonight. He kept calling me a disappointment but i doubt he even knows the true meaning behind the word. It's no secret that last year didn't go my way but calling me a disappointment. Am I a disappointment after making Chris Shipman tap out? When was the last time anyone done that huh?

Travis pauses while beginning to pace back and forth inside the ring.

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: I am not a disappointment but do you know who is a disappointment. One name comes to mind and that man is Mark Ward. Here I thought he had my back but it looks like he has taken a few hits to his skull that he has left his blade in the middle of my back. Last year when we had that problem with ACW. Who stood by you? Me. I had your back and did your dirty work. I destroyed Drake Green and now he doesn't have any faith in me whatsoever. He seems to be protecting champions who want competition but yet forgets about me.

Travis pauses again while stopping when the crowd gets louder.

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Ben Jordan is another disappointment since he needed an insentive to return to SCW. J2H has all been a disappointment due to his numerous threats of vacating the championship belt and hiding with his plaything. You know Melody should thank me for making her a household name. Two years ago when I debuted back in the Blast from the Past tournament with Melody Grace as my tag partner. If it wasnt for me, then she wouldnt be the top star that she has since become. The same could be said about you Ben. Without me your name and face would still be irrelevant. The same will be for that old bastard who is being scheduled to face me at Inception 2. Mark Ward wants to keep me away from a championship because he knows i will eventually take it.

Travis resumes pacing back and forth while listening to the audience.

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: There is a reason why I am called a threat not a disappointment. Maybe it's time for me to take a page out of Christian Underwood's book and stop caring about doing what's right. Tonight, you have several guys who have done nothing to deserve to a championship shot but yet Im stuck fighting someone who isnt even a wrestler. No worries, I will make you regret your decision to turn your back on me Mark. First, Im going to injure your golden boy then I'm going to send that old man to the hospital. Remember Mark, the blood that I shed will be on your hands.

Travis throws the microphone down as "Smooth" begins to blare as he smirks toward the camera.

Simone: Travis is out to prove Mark made a mistake.

Adams: I don't want to be Ben Jordan.




Backstage, Sam Marlowe can be seen moving towards the gorilla position as Pussy Willow moves towards her friend.

Pussy: Sam, quick question for you. Inception two is fast approaching and from the sounds of it, you will be facing Chelsea Payne. What do you think of that?

Sam smiles at her friend as she puts her hands on her hips and contemplates the question before answering.

Sam Marlowe: Well Pussy, I am looking forward to a great match against Chelsea Payne and I am also looking at getting a little revenge on her for the cut on my cheek. You see, I realize that maybe she pushed some of my buttons and I let her get the best of me but in all honesty, if I let her get away with that, then I am not my Daddy's little girl if you know what I mean. But right now Pussy, I am looking to head out to join my Superstar kids. Talk to you later.

Sam moves away from Pussy and heads towards the curtain. At ringside, Belinda Simone and Jason are preparing for the next match as suddenly the fans begin to cheer as Sam Marlowe appears. Smiling at the fans, she makes her way down the ramp and sneaks into the section where a small Sam's Superstar Kids can be seen. Sitting in the seat right at the front, she waves to the fans then has one of the kids hugs her as the camera moves back to the announce table.

Simone: Sam Marlowe has come out to join her Superstar Kids.

Adams: Every Climax Control and supercard, Sam Marlowe has booked a section for children from the local hospital to attend the show. And every show, she joins them to watch the matches when she can. But I don't know if she wants to be out here right now.

Simone: That's right Jason, the next match features her opponent for Inception, Chelsea Payne.

Adams: Maybe she is out here scouting her. But right now, let's go to Justin Decent for the introductions.

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and introducing first...

The lights in the arena go black as "Sex Metal Barbie" by In This Moment plays over the speakers. Red lights take over the stage, flashing along to the beat of the music. The fans give off a mixed reaction of cheers and boos. After a few seconds, a figure comes out of the shadows in a black hooded jacket, zipped up, and a pair of black hot pants, down to the knee pads and black faux fur boots. Brown hair falls out of the hood while the face remains covered in shadows.

Justin: From Beverly Hills California, she is Celeste NORTH!

The person is looking down, their hair dangling for a moment. As the chorus comes up, the feminine figure raises her head to reveal Celeste North. She has her hands tucked into the hood of her jacket, walking along as if the venue were empty, paying attention to nobody. She doesn't seem to care one bit as she comes to the end of the ramp. She pulls her hands out of her pockets and darts up to the apron, leaping up. She turns around, holding her hands up in the air for a second, seeming to feel the music. After a moment she turns around and enters the ring. She unzips her hooded jacket, hanging it on the far turnbuckle as she backs into it, eyes locked on the curtains as she puts a foot up on the pad, arms sprawled out on the ropes as she waits.

Justin: And her opponent, from Manhattan New York, Chelsea PAYNE!

The arena is dark as the beginning of the music starts. A womanly figure appears on the stage as two spotlights circle until settling on the figure. She's dressed in a gold hooded jacket, the hood covering her head as she looks down at her feet. As the tempo picks up, she flips her head back, flashing a brilliant smile to the fans. She unzips the jacket as she starts walking backward with her hands raised and then spins as she reaches the ring. Seeing Sam Marlowe at ringside, Chelsea glares at her before she grabs the bottom rope and uses it to help herself jump up. She throws off the jacket and then flips herself over the top rope into the ring.

Adams: Did you see the look that Chelsea gave Sam Marlowe? I think that Chelsea really doesn't like Sam.

Simone: No way, you think?

Adams: I do and if Sam isn't careful, she will find out the hard way just how Chelsea feels.

Simone: That is all well and good Jason but Chelsea better keep her attention on her opponent for tonight, not her opponent for Inception.

Adams: And here we go!

The bell rings as Chelsea and Celeste move towards each other and lock up in a collar and elbow tie up that Celeste uses to push Chelsea towards the ropes. As she is pushed into the corner, Chelsea holds up her hands and yells at the referee to pull Celeste off her. As Celeste straightens and pulls away, Chelsea leans over the referee's shoulder and slaps Celeste hard which sends her staggering sideways. Pushing the referee out of the way, Chelsea grabs Celeste and whips her into the corner violently then mounts the second turnbuckle and begins to slam hard forearms into the head of Celeste North as the referee warns her to let North out of the corner. As Celeste sags in the corner Chelsea jumps down as Jasmine St John steps in and warns Chelsea about following rules. With a smirk, Payne shrugs off the warning.

Adams: Chelsea is risking a disqualification from Jasmine St John and part of me thinks that she won't mind.

Simone: Well, considering that Chelsea is out to get a win by any means necessary, I don't think she will want to get disqualified.

Celeste begins to straighten up as Payne charges in and leaping onto Celeste monkey flips her into the middle of the ring. Rolling to her feet, Chelsea moves towards the ropes near where Sam Marlowe is sitting and begins pointing at her and rubbing a finger along her cheek with a smirk. Sam just shakes her head then smiles as Celeste North grabs Chelsea from behind around her waist and launches her up and over her head with a german suplex. Not letting go, Celeste swivels her hips and gets to her feet and pulls Payne up as well before setting and pulling her up and over once more with a german suplex that she releases. Chelsea grabs her head and rolls over and kicks at the canvas as Jasmine checks on both of the women lying in the ring. Celeste North gets slowly to her feet and moves towards Payne and pulls her to her feet.

Simone: Celeste North is finally getting into the match and making Chelsea pay for what she started off this match with.

North begins to hit Chelsea with hard punches that rock her backwards into the corner then grabbing her by her arm, North whips Chelsea across the ring into the opposite corner and follows her with a clothesline that rolls her backwards into the corner as she was trying to step out of the way. Chelsea drops to the mat as Celeste moves backwards on the warning from Jasmine. Payne quickly rolls out of the ring and to the floor to recover. As North reaches through the ropes to grab Chelsea by the hair, she is surprised by a quick thumb to the eye from Payne. North staggers back as she rubs at her eyes. Chelsea holds her arms up and then taunts Sam who shakes her head and points at the ring.

Adams: Pay attention Chelsea, Jasmine is counting.

Jasmine St John is counting Chelsea out and gets to five before Chelsea rolls herself back into the ring and climbs the turnbuckles. Celeste finally is able to see and turns towards the corner where Chelsea has climbed the turnbuckles. North is taken off her feet as Payne launches herself off the turnbuckle with a missile dropkick that sends Celeste to the outside of the ring. Chelsea pops back up to her feet before taunting the fans as Celeste gets to her hands and knees on the outside to crawl towards the barricade to pull herself to her feet. Payne moves towards the ropes as Celeste walks to the apron. St John gets between Payne and the ropes. Chelsea pushes past Jasmine and leans between the ropes to grab Celeste who manages to rock Payne with an uppercut that sends her staggering back between the ropes.

Simone: Celeste North just rocked her opponent with that uppercut.

Adams: How ironic, Celeste rocking her opponent and her mother is a rocker.

Simone: Jason, you continue to amaze me with your commentary.

Adams: I know right?

Celeste quickly slides under the bottom rope and gets to her feet as Chelsea recovers and charges towards North who takes Chelsea off her feet with an armdrag. Catching her in a wristlock, Celeste tries to slow the match down but Chelsea grabs her by the hair and yanks it viciously to pull her down to the mat. North grabs at her head as Payne moves to pick up her foot and then locks in an ankle lock that makes Celeste scream in pain.

Simone: That looks painful. Celeste really needs to get to the ropes or do something to break that hold before Chelsea breaks her ankle.

Chelsea pulls back on the hold as Celeste tries to fight the pain and crawl towards the ropes. Struggling harder, North makes a last ditch effort to grab the rope and force the break. Chelsea continues the hold as Celeste screams in agony and Jasmine starts her five count. At the last possible second, Payne releases the hold and gets to her feet. Celeste lays across the bottom rope as Payne holds her arms up in victory while Jasmine checks on North. Chelsea moves to the ropes where Sam can be seen anxiously watching Celeste being checked on. Chelsea sees the look of concern and then turns back to Celeste who has gingerly gotten to her feet and is limping slightly as she tries to get feeling back in her ankle. Chelsea moves across the ring and pushes Celeste against the ropes before pulling away to attempt a spinning heel kick that Celeste manages to catch the leg. Chelsea's look of contempt turns to one of fright as she brings her hands up to try and ask for mercy from Celeste who shakes her head slowly from side to side. Tossing the caught foot to the side, Celeste levels Chelsea with a standing dropkick.

Adams: Celeste just turned the tables on Chelsea Payne and now is looking for the win.

Rolling Chelsea over, Celeste grabs her leg and rolls her up for a pin but only gets a two count as Payne thrusts her arm up bringing her shoulder off the mat. Celeste releases the pin as she checks with Jasmine. Chelsea uses the distraction to roll over to the ropes. Celeste gets back to her feet and moves towards Chelsea and catches her by the arm and whips her hard into the corner and watches as Payne slams back first into the corner then falls to the mat. Celeste limps towards her and uses an elbow drop to drive the air from Chelsea's lungs. Dropping again, Celeste tries for a pin but Chelsea puts her foot on the ropes. Jasmine stops the count and points out the foot as Celeste pulls back frustrated. Getting to her feet, Celeste grabs Chelsea and whips her hard into the ropes on the side where Sam Marlowe is Before Chelsea can recover, Celeste takes both of them out of the ring with a hard spear. Both women are on the ringside mats recovering as Jasmine checks on them and begins her ten count.

Simone: This is interesting, both women will be getting counted out if they are not careful.

Adams: Well Chelsea has noticed that she is where Sam Marlowe is. But she better remember that Sam isn't in this match and is not her opponent.

Chelsea slowly gets to her feet near the barricade where Sam is. Glaring as Sam moves slightly back away from the barricade, Chelsea begins to taunt Sam as Jasmine continues to count. Celeste is getting to her feet as Payne continues to chatter at Sam. Jasmine reaches eight before Celeste rolls under the bottom rope. Chelsea finally realizes that the count is almost to ten and turns to dive under the ropes just as Jasmine signals for the bell at the ten count. Chelsea grabs Jasmine to spin her around and argue that she had made it into the ring before the ten count. Jasmine shakes her head and moves to lift Celeste's arm in victory. As she does, Chelsea attacks Celeste with a forearm to the back of the head. Chelsea looks around at Sam who has once more moved to stand close to the barricade.

Justin: The winner of the match via countout...Celeste North!

Simone: From the looks of it Jason, I think that Chelsea blames Sam Marlowe for the loss.

Rolling out of the ring, Chelsea moves to where Sam is and without warning grabs a handful of her hair and pulls Sam over the barricade. Chelsea attacks Sam with punches as the redhead begins to fight back. The fans begin to scream and cheer as security comes out and breaks up the fight between the bombshells. Chelsea is pulled away screaming at Sam that she will pay for costing Payne the match. Sam just shakes her head as she moves with Security up the ramp.





BOMBSHELL ROULETTE CHAMPIONSHIP
VERONICA TAYLOR (c) vs AMY MARSHALL




The scene opens outside Steve Ramone's locker room where we can hear noises usually associated with pornographic movies on the other side of the door, Ms. Rocky Mountains just happens to be walking by the locker room and does a double take when she hears the noises coming from within the locker room.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Normally I'd leave them to "enjoy themselves" but considering that Steve's fiance is a porn actress.........

Rocky trails off before opening the door slightly, too her relief she finds that they aren't making a porno inside the locker room but are instead watching a video on Steve's laptop presumably a clip of some of Kaylee's acting work, Rocky goes to close the door but Steve spots her.

Steve: Ah Rocky, just the person I was looking for.......

Ms. Rocky Mountains: I told you before Steve, I am not having sex with Kaylee whilst you watch!

Steve: Not what I meant! I've been trying to get a hold of you so that I can conduct an interview for the battle royal!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Really? Because it looks like you've got you hand on a certain part of your body.

Kaylee looks up with a deadpan expression on her face.

Kaylee: A Masturbation joke? Really?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Well considering that you are watching some of your work and, well, Steve said it himself on Twitter that that's what people usually do whilst watching porn!

Steve shakes his head in response.

Steve: I'm not jerking off to porn! Now there's a sentence I never thought I'd say on a wrestling show! Kaylee's just showing me a video she did for Brazzers where she's gang-banged by ten guys at the same time!

Rocky turns to Kaylee with a look of disbelief on her face.

Kaylee: It's true, I mean the hardest part, aside from the dicks obviously, was deciding who would get a chance to stick their dick in which hole!

Rocky shakes her head in response.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Well if you don't mind I'll conduct my interview from this side of the laptop since I'm not really in the mood to watch porn right now! I can't believe my career as an interviewer has gotten to the point where I'm saying that sentence on TV, anyway Steve any final words for your opponents?

Steve: I'll keep this short and sweet since this is kinda awkward, the following guys don't belong in this match: Xander Bishop, Calvin Harris, Blade Alexander, Jeremiah Hardin and Samuel Devereux, the others? I'll eliminate them one by one until I'm the last man standing and after that it's smooth sailing as I head into Inception II as the Number One Contender! Anything else since the Battle Royal isn't for a while yet?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: No, I'm good.

Rocky says before quickly leaving the room.




The backstage area comes into view as the cheers from the SCW crowd can be heard in the background, escalating once the camera focused on SCW's new Roulette champion Ryan Keys. The young superstar has been pacing around the back, hair nicely pulled back, looking all dressed up in some nice black dress pants with crosses embedded in its designs as his shoes shined. His crisp white shirt button up shirt was tucked in nicely with its sleeves rolled up to show off the tattoos on his arms. It looks like the young champion has cleaned up a bit in celebration of his achievement, speaking of which the SCW Roulette championship hanged on his shoulder. Ryan Hasn't gotten use to carrying it around, which resulted in him changing it's position again and again. This made him let out a nervous breath as he pepped talked himself.

Mikah: It takes a while to getting used to, doesn't it?

The blonde bombshell was seen standing behind Ryan, watching him before she couldn't help but let out a giggle as she saw him struggling with where to put the belt.

Mikah: It took me a month to get used to positioning it on my arm or shoulder. And it took me even longer to get used to carrying it around airports.

She smirks a bit at him, before tucking her blonde locks behind her ears. She was wearing a skin tight turquoise and green glittered dress that had long sleeves but was very short, leaving most of her legs exposed. On her feet were black stiletto heels. Blue eyes widened as he turned to look at the bombshell that had joined him. The giggling had thrown him off as the title kept slipping while he recomposed himself. Ryan would have never had imagined that something he had worked so hard on would be such trouble.

Ryan: Y-Yeah. It's kinda heavy actually. I should have guessed it by the times I got hit in the head with it.

He tried to calm himself down to settle into a more casual state. No one should see him sweat as a champion. Especially not another champion like Mikah. Though he listened closely to the blonde bombshell. Advice was still advice no matter who it came from.

Ryan: But I actually feel kinda good, you know?

She looks at him and shrugs her shoulders.

Mikah: It can feel good but it can feel bad too.

She looks him over, chewing on the inside of her lip for a moment, clearly thinking about something.

Mikah: But you haven't gotten to that part of the championship reign but you will dear boy.

She just smirks at him, a look in her eyes as she stands there. Ryan nodded carefully, his body calming down from the nervous wreck he was. This champion deal came with some pretty big expectations from him. He just wants to make a good impression.

Ryan: That actually means a lot coming from you. Thanks, Mikah.

He smiled a bright smile at her and calmed completely. He's listened to Mikah once before and that turned out great, best night he had in the business last year. So listening to her again could only mean good things.

Ryan: So, did you really think I would make it this far?

The jury was still out whether Ryan was champion material or just a pretty boy to use in magazine covers for the company. She raises an eyebrow at him and looks him over, careful to make sure that it didn't appear as if she was overly checking him out before thinking for a moment.

Mikah: I can't say that I've given it much thought. But you shouldn't be thinking about what other people say..

A dark look crosses her face as she crosses her arms over her chest in a loose, non-confrontational way.

Mikah: Almost every single moron that Hot Stuff Mark Ward has hired didn't think I had what it took to be the Bombshell champion and I hold the current record for holding it for basically 9 months.

She shrugs her shoulders again, an arrogant look on her face.

Mikah: So if you're going to ask people around here, don't be looking for anything good to be said. Most of them are negative.

Ryan thought about it for a minute. He has seen the hostility people have backstage and she was right. Not everybody would come out with a congratulatory smile and a pat on the back. Mostly they would just check out the target on your back as champion.

Ryan: But hey, we made it far. I'm sure that you'll get your title back soon enough. You have been turning heads more lately.

And he didn't quite mean that in the wrong way, all though Mikah was stunning. But that was a line he was not going to cross.

Ryan: Anyway it's great to see you hanging around again. I saw Willow looking for you earlier looking like she wanted to talk with you.

Mikah turns her nose up at the thought of speaking to that woman. She glances over her shoulder, making sure the annoying interviewer wasn't anywhere to be seen.

Mikah: She's about annoying as Brody. Thankfully, Brody asked for last week and this week off and I don't have to ditch him.

She simply shrugs again.

Mikah: Watch out now, you have a target on your back and people like Mr. TNA like to do things to get your attention, whether or not it be fair.

He knew about the target and the people that would come after them, but after the guys he has fought he could handle most of them with no problem. If they could even catch him that is. His smile has slowly turned into a confident smirk without him knowing as he took a breath.

Ryan: After going through Tuscini and taking a bath in antibacterial after fighting with Ramone Anyone else I would welcome to face me. But that is just me.

Of course new talents have been coming by day by day and he know knew how much a champion had to go through. He was sure Mikah knew the feeling of it, though she would never admit it.

Ryan: But good things have come by as champion. Don't know why I got asked to pose for summer shoot in January, but those were Christians orders.

He shrugged himself since he didn't actually mind, Ryan wasn't all that bad looking. Mikah chuckles, covering her mouth with her hand a bit.

Mikah: Because it's Christian Underwood. And you're good looking...

She looks at him, trying to see if he's pieced it together yet. She raises her eyebrows at him, and tilts her head just slightly to the left.

Mikah: And he can make you wear a banana hammock in those summer shots...

She looks at Ryan again before smirking at him.

Mikah: I wouldn't be surprised if this calendar was for Christian's own personal office....

That thought hadn't actually crossed his mind. It would actually make sense. They shot a lot of pictured and he only got three sent back to him. He has no idea where the rest went. But Christian wouldn't really do that... right?

Ryan: Lucky for me I didn't get to wear anything smaller than what I normally wear to the ring.

He looked back at Mikah and raised some suspicion at the way she was looking at him. Ryan looked around himself to see if anything was out of order, but he looked just fine. Him being dressed was the only weird thing about him right now.

Ryan: Yet tonight I chose to dress right. And I see that I am not the only one dressed to impress. Are you going to go out there again tonight?

Mikah had some words to say on the last show before she left in her limo. It made the crowd and the people backstage start to talk.

Mikah: To talk to those idiots?

She points in the direction of the arena.

Mikah: No, I don't think I want to throw up tonight. But thanks.

She tucks her hair behind her ear again and then looks at him. She twists her wedding rings around on her finger a bit, fiddling with them like it was a nervous habit.

Mikah: No, I'm going to stay backstage and only feel like I need to throw up when I see certain Bombshells or Superstars. What about you? Going back out there?

She looks at his face for a moment.

Ryan: I'm thinking about it. Can't have them think that I am all face.

He hadn't actually addressed the crowd before, much less as a champion. It was sort of intimidating for him. But he had to do something to leave a mark on his reign. Every champion before him has done it.

Ryan: You know what? I'l...

Suddenly his phone started to ring in a recognizable tone. He fished for the device in his pocket as it flashed the name "Remi". Looking back at Mikah he smiled and gave her a nervous chuckle.

Ryan: I actually got to take this, it's kinda important. But hey it's nice to see you. Thanks again for the pep talk.

He started to walk back with the title slipping off of him, but luckily he caught it in time he was out of frame.




Samantha Marlowe walks backstage, holding her head and looking a little battered from her previous experience with Chelsea Payne. She is headed for the women's dressing room or perhaps to the medical facilities for an aspirin, when a voice catches her attention.

Christian: Mind explaining what you were thinking out there?

Sam turns around to find her boss, SCW's co-owners Christian Underwood, emerging from the hallway with a clipboard in hand, and shaking his head at her in wonder.

Christian: Aren't you supposed to be the wrestling world's answer to a Girl Scout or something? What were you doing out there? You understand you cost Chelsea Payne a possible win over an established Bombshell?

Sam looks surprised as she holds her head.

Sam: What I was thinking out there?!? I was out there with my Superstars. You know, the kids from the local hospital that I buy tickets for every show. I was out there like I try to be at each Climax Control. I wasn't out there to cause any problems.

Sam lowers her head for a moment, biting her lip a little as she looks back up.

Sam: I didn't intentionally go out there to cost Chelsea the match. Honestly, if anyone cost Chelsea Payne a possible win is none other than Chelsea herself. I mean, I wasn't even in the ring and she should have focused more on Celeste and not on me. But if it helps any, I'm sorry that she couldn't focus on getting the win.

Christian sets a hand on his hip while the arm he's holding the clipboard with dangles at his size. He nods as if he understands but the look on his face speaks otherwise.

Christian: Well that's certainly something to chew on, and I'm sure that Chelsea will see it that way once she calms down.

Christian pauses, clears his throat and looks to Sam with a smile.

Christian: Yeah, I didn't buy that either. So! Here's what I'm going to do, in order to hopefully settle things between you two so everything can be hugs and puppies all around again. You know that match you two agreed to for Inception II? To settle all those differences?

Sam nods, and Christian holds up the clipboard.

Christian: Yeah well, I did a little amendment, hopefully so that the two of you can work out all that aggression between you.

He smiles brightly as he hands the new terms of the match to Sam for her to see.

Christian: Oh and I have you to thank for the inspiration! If it wasn't for what you did at the Christmas show, I may never have thought of it!

Sam's face goes white as she looks up at Christian then at the clipboard again in disbelief. Swallowing, she once more looks up at her boss.

Sam: You can't be serious! I mean obviously you are but a match like this, I have never in my life been part of a FIRST BLOOD match before. And I only just got those stitches out from when she cut me and now you are putting us in a first blood that could very well have one of us in stitches again?

Sam shakes her head slowly, her eyes begging Christian to change his mind.

Sam: Look, a regular match...fine. A no DQ match I can handle but not a first blood match...PLEASE!

Christian smiles, but his brow is creased into a frown.

Christian: Come now, Sam! You underestimate yourself! SCW has the toughest Bombshells in wrestling, and you're one of them! You have to understand that this is strictly a business decision. We want generate excitement so we can generate money. And this type of match between Chelsea and yourself will generate both. And let's face it; even a No DQ match could end up with the same results that has you concerned.

Christian pouts a bottom lip and places a hand on her shoulder.

Christian: Now, don't pout. It's not like this is a democracy. And bright side?

He shrugs.

Christian: You'll never know what you're capable of if you don't try!

Christian takes the clipboard from her hands and turns to leave her behind him. He then pauses and turns back to her with a smile and waves.

Christian: Bye!

And he makes his way down the hall, leaving everyone's favorite ginger Bombshell stunned!





FIRST BLOOD MATCH
SAMANTHA MARLOWE vs CHELSEA PAYNE




Justin: Our next match is a Standard Rules Singles match between Eyesnsane and Rage.

Adams: We have two bit men stepping into the ring and I see this as an epic battle. Eyesnsane went to Management and told them he wanted to get into Singles competition and he wanted a tough opponent and they don't come much tougher than Rage.

Simone: Both men are big but Eyesnsane is giving up 5 inches of height and 70 pounds of weight. If you ask my opinion I would say Eyesnsane bit off more than he can chew and he nails the comment that you need to be careful what you wish for as you might just get it.

"Get Me" by Twista hits the speakers and we see Eyesnsane step out from the backstage area to the landing at the top of the ramp and he stops. The crowd gives Eyesnsane a mixed reaction that might possibly lean a little to the positive side. He looks around at the crowd before slowly walking down the ramp until he arrives at ringside. After climbing the ring steps he walks along the ring apron then ducks through the ropes into the ring. Eyesnsane walks around the ring before jumping into a corner onto the second turnbuckle where he folds his arms in front of him while looking out at the crowd. After a moment of this he hops off the corner ropes and leans back into the corner to await the arrival of Rage.

Justin: Our first participant in this match hails from Chicago, Illinois, and he stands in at 6 feet 3 inches and 230 pounds, he is Eyesnsane!!!

The crowd again erupts in a mixed reaction but they quickly go quiet when they hear "Monster" by Skillet hit the speakers rocking the arena. Thick smoke rises near the entrance area while red strobes flash. The music plays for several seconds before the impressive and dangerous form of Rage steps out from behind the backstage partition. The crowd erupts in a mixed reaction but mostly negative with lots of boos and other things yelled at him. Rage stares directly at the ring, refusing to acknowledge the fans booing and heckling him, as he starts walking slowly down the ramp towards the ring. 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. He looks around the crowd with a dark and almost demonic look in his eyes as he turns to face the back facing toward Eyesnsane.

Justin: Our next participant in this match hails from Las Vegas, Nevada, and he stands in at 6 feet 8 inches and 300 pounds, he is Rage!!!

The crowd again boos at Rage as Referee Jacob Summers calls both wrestlers to join him in the middle of the ring for pre-match instructions.

Adams: This will be a very interesting match to see if Eyesnsane is in over his head or if he can prove he can take on one of the biggest and meanest wrestlers in Sin City Wrestling and walk away with a win.

Simone: I would state what I think will happen in this match but I will spare our viewers and they will have to watch the match and see how it ends up.

Referee Summers informs both wrestlers this is a Standard Rules match and he will not tolerate cheating and illegal moves, holds, and behavior and that he will issue a disqualification in a heartbeat if his warnings are not heeded. He then checks both wrestlers for possible foreign objects. Satisfied that both wrestlers understand the rules of this match and that they are clean of foreign objects Jacob Summers sends Rage and Eyesnsane back to their corners to await the bell from the Timekeeper. Once both wrestlers are in their corner Summers motions to the Timekeeper who rings the bell and this match is officially underway.

DING...DING...DING!!!

Simone: Here we go!

Adams: It's gonna be all or nothing.

Eyesnsane decides to be aggressive and try to take an early advantage by charging across the ring at Rage. Although Rage sees him coming he stands still glaring at his opponent. When Eyesnsane gets close to Rage he leaps into the air to land head butt to the body of Rage. What he gets is Rage sticking his foot out and Eyesnsane face plants into the boot of Rage. Stunned by this Eyesnsane drops to the mat where Rage stomps him a few times before turning him over and going for a pin.

One...

Two...

Eyesnsane gets his shoulder up to break the count. Rage stands up and plants the boot to the head of Eyesnsane a few times before picking him up and body slamming him hard into the mat. Rage then hauls Eyesnsane up onto his shoulder where he then drops backward to the mat slamming his opponent hard into the mat. Again Rage goes for a pin. This time Referee Summers was out of position and it takes him a moment to get into position to make the pin count.

One...

Two...

Th...

Adams: Oh a two and a half count. So close.

Simone: Had Referee Jacob Summers been in position he would have been able to make the three count.

Rage is upset that Summers was out of position and he jaws with him to register his complaint. Summers apologizes but he also explains that he needs to be in the proper position to ensure a wrestler's shoulders are on the mat before making the count. Rage turns around to continue his assault on Eyesnsane. He grabs the head of his opponent and he is pulling him up to his feet. On the way up Eyesnsane lands a few punches to the midsection of Rage which causes Rage to release his hold. Eyesnsane then head butts Rage in the midsection which causes Rage to step back a few steps. We watch as Eyesnsane hits a shoulder block to the body of Rage and then he wraps his arms around Rage and drives him back into the corner. Eyesnsane grabs the arm of Rage and he pulls him out of the corner and attempts a whip of Rage into the opposite corner but Rage reverses it on him and it is Eyesnsane who gets whipped hard into the corner. Rage charges the corner to slam dunk Eyesnsane but Eyesnsane smartly drops to the mat and rolls under the bottom rope to ringside. Referee Summers orders Rage to step back to allow the opportunity for Eyesnsane to return inside the ring.

Adams: Smart move on the part of Eyesnsane. Rolling out of the ring to cool off your opponent is always a wise choice.

Simone: Not sure if going to the outside of the ring with an opponent like Rage is a wise choice especially if Rage goes out after him.

One...

Two...

Three...

Eyesnsane walks around to allow time for Rage to cool off. He starts to approach the ring.

Four...

Five...

When he gets to the ring apron Eyesnsane informs Referee Jacob Summers that Rage is approaching and to make him get back from the ropes. Jacob Summers spins around and gets in front of Rage to tell him his aggression has caused him to stop the count. Rage protests as he wasn't doing anything but staying on the opposite side of the ring. Summers continues to admonish Rage even though Rage did nothing wrong.

Simone: This goes to show what Rage has been saying that he gets the bad side of the deal even when he doesn't do anything wrong.

Adams: I agree that Rage is often misunderstood.

As Referee Summers and Rage continue to argue Eyesnsane climbs up to the top of the corner and he stands there waiting for a chance to pounce. During the argument Rage and Summers turned around so Rage has his back to the corner where Eyesnsane is located. Rage finally has enough of the wrongly admonishment from Jacob Summers and he turns away. The instant Rage turns and he is facing the corner we see Eyesnsane leap off the top of the corner slamming full body into Rage. The two fall to the mat and tumble across the ring. Eyesnsane is the first to get to his feet and he drops a few elbows across the chest of Rage. Eyesnsane finishes it off by leaping into the air and coming down on Rage with both knees to the midsection. He then leaps onto Rage going for the cover.

One...

Two...

Rage gets his shoulder up to break the count and Eyesnsane is upset he missed the pinfall win.

Adams: Both men have been going after pinfalls whenever the opportunity arises. I'm sure both feel they might be able to catch the other off-guard and get a quick count by the Referee.

Simone: In this match it appears that Eyesnsane is working harder than Rage since he has to overcome the height and weight difference.

We can see Rage is getting annoyed and he is showing his anger. The look in his eyes tells us he's ready to put an end to this match. Rage backs into a corner and he glares at Eyesnsane. Seeing an advantage Eyesnsane decides to run into the corner to attack Rage. At the last moment Rage spins out of the corner causing Eyesnsane to slam into the corner. Rage then blocks Eyesnsane in the corner while landing forearm smashes, knees to the midsection, and then he whips Eyesnsane out of the corner and hard into the opposite corner. Eyesnsane slams hard into the corner and as he staggers out he is caught by Rage who lifts him onto his shoulders in a fireman's carry position. Rage pulls the feet and head of Eyesnsane together several times and then he tosses him to the mat. Not finished with Eyesnsane yet he pulls him to his feet, then he lands several knees to the midsection, and then he quickly maneuvers Eyesnsane into his Locked In Hell Kimura Lock submission hold. The two are in the middle of the ring so Eyesnsane is unable to reach out to grab the ropes for a break of the hold. Referee Jacob Summers steps in to ask Eyesnsane if he wants to submit and he yells out NO so Summers allows the match to continue. Rage is angry that Eyesnsane didn't submit so he tells Referee Summers to ask him again. Again Eyesnsane refuses to submit so Rage cranks up on the pressure on the arm of Eyesnsane and he immediately decides to tap out rather than suffer an arm injury. Jacob Summers quickly calls for the bell to end the match and he orders Rage to release the hold and he does.

Simone: An impressive victory for Rage. One thing wrestlers find out quickly is when Rage gets angry in a match he's hell to deal with.

Adams: I guess you could say that Eyesnsane shouldn't have demanded to have a very tough opponent for Climax Control 169.

Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen the winner of this match, by submission, RAGE!!!

Referee Jacob Summers raises the hand of Rage in victory. After he drops his hand Rage exits the ring and heads up the ramp to return to the backstage area. The fans have transitioned from a mostly negative reaction to a mostly positive reaction due to the impressive victory by submission. We return our attention to the ring where Eyesnsane is climbing out of the ring and nursing his arm as he leaves ringside to return to the backstage area.




The camera pans backstage to see Dax Beckett walking through the hallways, carrying a bouquet of flowers in his hands. He is wearing a khaki colored sports coat and an open white collared dress shirt that shows off his tattoos, along with a pair of jeans. He looks around as he walks toward the Bombshell Locker Room as he strokes his beard with his free hand. He walks up to the door and strokes his beard for a second as he tries to compose himself. Finally, he knocks on the door and steps back, loosening up his posture until the door opens.

Celeste: Oh? What do you want, Dax? Wait, let me guess... you want to make up?

Dax: Well...

Celeste steps to the side and waves Dax inside. He raises an eyebrow and then shrugs his shoulders as he obliges. He steps inside of the nearly empty locker room, much to the surprise of the remaining Bombshells in the room who slowly disperse, muttering under their breath. Celeste takes the flowers from Dax's hand and quickly sets them down on the make up table.

Celeste: Look, I know I was a bitch to you last week. I'm sorry about that. As you saw tonight, I just haven't been myself.

Dax: But...

Celeste: But that doesn't excuse you from shamelessly flirting with Song and Kenzi Grey all over the place. I really thought you were better than that, but it's just the same old song and dance with you, and I'm afraid it will always be that way.

Dax: I agree. It was a dick move, but you're not listening to me. I'm not here for...

Celeste pulls one of the flowers out of the bouquet and smells it, letting the pedals tickle at her nose. She smiles a bit as she stares at Dax, placing a finger over his lips. She starts to walk up to Dax, preparing to sit in his lap, but instead, he stands up and grabs the flowers from the table.

Dax: There you are...

The camera pans to see a surprised Song standing in the doorway. Dax walks up to her, carrying the flowers in his hands carefully.

Dax: I wanted to apologize to you for the way I've been acting over the last week. I've been a bit of a douche...

Celeste: Yep, same song and dance. Have fun with it...

Celeste rolls her eyes as she swings her bag over her shoulders, brushing past Dax and Song. Song takes a look at the bouquet, Song is surprised as her eyes lights up and reaches inside to pull out a can of RC Cola between the flowers. She looks smells the flowers then looks at Dax.

Song: Thank you for the flowers but they were not needed, no reason to say sorry, maybe some look at what you said and think you're flirting. If you were then sorry as I just think your being funny and I laughed I got a good laugh out of it.

Dax shrugs his shoulders, looking Song up and down before letting out a light laugh.

Dax: It was all in good fun, not that I would mind... but I am respectful. I was surprised that we got such a reaction last week. I play it up when I get a reaction, but it's not how I really am. I just get rowdy when I hear the roar of the audience, and the performer in me kicks in.

Song nods her head agreeing with Dax. She places the flowers between her chest and elbow to free up her hand so she can open up the can of RC Cola, she takes a sip and smiles.

Song: Hey I think we should go do that thing. And no not that thing Mr. Beckett. I mean what we signed up for.

Dax: That wouldn't be a bad idea, but do you think people will even pay attention? The stuff they like is this little comedy thing we got going on. It's ratings gold. Don't you think?

Song shrugs

Song: I think it don't matter, to be honest.

Song looks at the hard camera lens.

Song: Dax is a pretty funny guy. You all seem to think so, I think so and if that's all it takes for us to get a fan reaction I'm all for it.

Song turns to look at Dax.

Song: But maybe not here in the women's locker-room. I don't want to get in trouble for you in here. Hell to be honest Alana and I don't even use this locker room. The Elders make there own. SCW provides the Bombshells and the men there own place to change but with the Elders guide dog Wrigley always with us we find it's easier to just look for an empty room and make it are own. We slap a Elders sign on the door and everyone just lets it ride and leave us alone. Anyways come let's get out of here and work on some material for later.




The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see Jessie, Jake and Shane huddled around Jessie's laptop, we can hear the preview for next week's Hell's Kitchen Episode indicating that they had just finished watching the two new Hell's Kitchen episodes that aired Thursday Night.

Jessie: Well, there goes Wendy and Devin, can't really say that I'm surprised by that.

Jake: I'm still surprised by how far off our Black Jackets predictions where back when the season started.

Shane: Tell me about it, if you had told me at the beginning of the season that Kimberly and Heather looked like they were shoe-ins for the Black Jackets and that Johnny and Koop where eliminated early on I would've called you crazy!

Jessie: Then again, our predictions really started going out the window after Jessica's elimination in episode three.

Jessie comments but before they can do anything else a stage hand runs up to them.

Stage Hand: Hey guys, your rent car is the blue ford, right?

Jessie: Yeah, why?

Stage Hand: I was just in the parking lot for a cigarette break when I noticed that someone has slashed your tires.

Jake: WHAT?!

Shane: Why would they do that?!

Stage Hand: I don't know but whoever did it spray painted the words "Fuck Trump" on the side, I think they think that you are Trump Supporters.

Jake: Our plan was to move to Canada if Trump was elected, why would they think that?!

Jessie: Have the police been called?

Stage Hand: Yeah, you might want to be in the parking lot for when they arrive.

The metalhead trio nod before following him to the parking lot.





SINGLES GRUDGE MATCH
LORD RAAB vs GOTH




Cutting to the backstage area, we see former SCW Tag Team Champions Ben Jordan and Jamie Dean in conversation, both men ready for their upcoming single matches, except Ben is still wearing the leather jacket shown in his latest promo.

Jamie: Are you ever gonna take that thing off?

Ben looks down at it, running the back of his hands down the leather.

Ben: Maybe when someone tells me how many George Michael songs I fitted in to my promo the other day. Anyway, more pressing matters.

Jamie: Oh yeah?

Jamie raises his eyebrow towards Ben who nods towards him.

Ben: Big matches tonight, this is where you get to show the lot of 'em that 2017 is your year mate, that you're gonna rise to the top of the solo ranks.

Jamie frowns and folds his arms over his chest.

Jamie: I don't know about that. I'm still trying to figure out 'why' I'm the one in this match, out of the two of us. Luck of the draw or what, makes little sense to me. You're the one with the more vaunted rep out there, big ACW Icon and probably right next to that Despayre kid in the whole popularity rankings. Still...

Jamie jets out a bottom lip and nods.

Jamie: Might be a thrill to go out there and wrestle for the big one, pun intended.

Jamie turns and winks at Ben who just rolls his eyes and shakes his head in wonder at his partner's antics.

Jamie: I just think you deserve better in your own right, Benjamin.

Ben looks into the camera and silently mouths 'Benjamin?'

Jamie: I was hoping your first match back into the singles ranks would be against someone who actually mattered. But it's not.

Jamie looks at Ben sympathetically.

Jamie: Anyone but TNA.

Ben: It didn't matter who I was facing mate, this one's about you and your chance to go take that spot where you deserve.

Jamie: Like I said, I think you deserve it more than I do, but I never was one to throw away a surprise dropped in my lap.

Before the two can continue to talk, they're interrupted by Ms. Rocky Mountains, who slowly moves in to the picture.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Hey guys, you got a couple of minutes.

Ben: Just a couple luv, I gotta be getting to the ring soon.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Speaking of that Ben, Travis had some choice words for you earlier.

Ben: What a shocker mate. Geezer loves the sound of his own voice.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Do you have any response to what he had to say?

Ben: Of course, I mean he is a giggle, our Travis does make us have more than a bubble from time to time with him repeating himself like a little brat child digging on people for attention, but if ya gonna dig me out, for the love of cheese on toast, get things right. I mean make yourself look good rather than a thicko, and that's what he made himself look like. Yeah, I called him a disappointment because he bloody well is. He draws heat from the good people out there and then gets a whack, then tries to call out champions. That is bloody disappointing and he did it again tonight. He should be focused on me, he should be focused on Synn, but what does that plonker do?

Ben looks at a shrugging Jamie.

Ben: He bangs on about the world champion as if it's gonna get him a shot. Come on mate, change the record, you've had more than enough shots at people and still came back with a duck.

Rocky looks towards Jamie, as if waiting for an explanation.

Jamie: He means come back with a big fat zero.

Rocky smiles as Jamie clears up her confusion.

Ben: Exactly JD, he came back with sweet FA, and calls out people above his station, he speaks bollocks about people that are above him, and I don't like to blow me own horn but I'm one of them. He wants to talk about past glories, making Shipman tap out, or how he faced Drake Green. Completely pointless banter from him. He claims he made me relevant.... Alright pal.

Ben stiffles a laugh.

Ben: I think what made me relevant was triple crown in ACW, Super J Cup, and of course being a two time, SCW Tag Team champion. I mean what makes Travis Nathaniel Andrews relevant? Is it failed shots at championships? Clearly Travis has lost the plot a bit when it comes to talking, claiming the boss is protecting champions, yet how many title shots did he get handed to him by the man he's slagging off?

Jamie starts counting on his fingers before he runs out and shrugs towards Ben.

Ben: And how many titles did he actually win?

Jamie holds his thumb and forefinger up in a zero shape.

Ben: Exactly. People wanna keep Travis away from belts because they've seen him fail a million times before and tonight, he fails again. Imagine if he was about to go for a title in two weeks and I beat him tonight. Fact is luv, tonight will start the year with Travis the way he ended it and his losing streak will continue.

Ben winks at Rocky who turns her attention to Jamie.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: And you, Jamie? You're going to go up against nine fresh faces with a spot at Inception II on the line, to face J2H for the World Heavyweight Championship.

Jamie: And it's a chance that every wrestler out there covets. Who doesn't want to be able to say they wrestled the best out there for the top prize at a major event? Can't lie. I didn't think my chance would be so soon. I thought this guy here...

Jamie jets a thumb over toward Ben.

Jamie: ... would get the opportunity before I did. I thought maybe we'd have another tag title run, maybe me challenge for the roulette title or something like that, but nope. Here I am in a battle royal with major props on the line.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: is there anyone in particular that you're watching out for?

Jamie: Everyone. A battle royal isn't like a regular wrestling match, babe. All you have to do is get thrown over the top rope to lose. No pins, no submissions. So anything can happen. Names, though? Samuel McPherson for one, because of our past. Samuel Devereux, for obvious reasons. Oh and there was one other. Now who am I thinking of...?

Jamie looks into the air thoughtfully, then snaps his fingers.

Jamie: Oh yeah. Xander Bishop.

Jamie looks at Ben and smiles.

Jamie: Because he's a dick.

Ben: Right people, time for me to go, gotta put some plonker in his place.

Jamie and Ben quickly shake hands, Jamie patting Ben on the back.

Jamie: Good luck.

Ben: Cheers mate.

As Ben turns around, Jamie slaps him square on the rear, causing Ben to turn his head towards his smiling partner.

Ben: Shoulda seen that coming.

Ben slowly shakes his head and walks off, leaving Jamie with Rocky as the camera fades out.




"I'm Made of Wax, Larry, What Are You Made Of?" by A Day to Remember plays while blue and white lights strobe over the stage. As Ryan's entrance video is shown in the titantron the man himself walks out to take center stage. With a bright smile playing on his lips he raised his newly acquired SCW Roulette Championship to hear the loud cheers escalate.

Dressed for a change in a white button up shirt without the 3 buttons on top done and his sleeves rolled to show off his inked arms. His black pants had crosses in it's design with matching shoes. Ryan clutches the title over his shoulder as he - wearing a blue button-up shirt and matching shoes. Ryan clutches the title over his shoulder as he slowly makes his way towards the ring, hearing the warm welcome from his home state of Nevada and doing his best to slap hands with each of the fan at his reach from either side of the aisle. Getting into ringside, Ryan enters the ring and climbs up the ring post to lift the title for the fans once again. Once he was down he walks over to the ring announcer with a smile as he gets handed a microphone. Ryan looks around basking in the many cheers surrounding him as he waits for the music to turn down.

Ryan: What is up Nevadaaaaaaaaa!

The hometown boy shouts before he pauses to look around at the cheering crowd that was present at Climax Control.

Ryan: Thank you. Man it feels great to be home with all of you tonight. Now I don't come out here a lot, and much less dressed but I had something to show all of you. I bet you all know what that is.

Ryan raises the title over his head making the fans cheer again, and then start a chant.

Crowd: Ryan Keys! Ryan Keys! Ryan Keys!

He smiles and nods at the many chants as the fans finally get to see Ryan as a first time champion on SCW. Slowly lowering the title he held the microphone up.

Ryan: I think this speaks for itself. It's been a hell of a journey getting to where I am now. But I couldn't have done it without the endless support you guys have given me. Because let's face it. If the SCW fans didn't demand to see me at least once a week the bosses wouldn't have given me the chance to get this symbol of accomplishment. So thank you.

The slightest hint of emotion brings a louder cheer from the fans. And the young champion tries not to get overwhelmed.

Ryan: Listen, it's not everyday that a guy like me gets to this point. But man, did I take a hell of a beating to get here. So excuse me if I'm not jumping like crazy, I'm still a bit banged up from Monday. All of you saw it. A no disqualification match between me and Steve Ramone, the hardest match that I have faced and Ramone wasn't going to let me off easy. But we all know how it ended. Still to all those that don't know here is a small clip.

The titantron changes from it's current view to a clip of the Main Event from the last Climax Control.

Ryan doubles over as Steve stands behind him, waiting in position for Ryan to turn around. As Ryan does, Ramone jumps at him with a superkick!

Keys ducks the finisher that's put away countless men. Ramone slowly turns around but Ryan jumps up with a single knee facebuster!

Adams: Master Keys!

Keys rolls Ramone on to his back and hooks the leg as Jacob drops down to count.

1...

2....

3!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match and NEW SCW Roulette champion..... Ryan Keys!

As the clip fades the crowd reacts with a loud cheer as the chants start up again. With a smile playing across his lips he raises the microphone again.

Ryan: That was the only clip they allowed me to show, but that moment right there was magical for me. These things don't happen. But it did. Now I can't really say that this title is going to change me. No. I don't become unbeatable because of it, in fact this makes the target on my back even bigger than before. I finally get to know what it feels like, and I got to say that it's a great feeling. And an even better feeling is knowing that someone else is making his way up to me.

The crowd changes their cheers for boo's since it was obvious who Ryan was talking about, the true contender for the title.

Ryan: Now now, come on. Steve Ramone has every right to cash in his rematch clause. I already heard from the grapevine that it has already been granted for him by the bossman, Mark Ward. But what I don't know it's when he's going to get it. So instead of hiding out and waiting for that moment to come. I wanted to come out here and say that Steve.... I accept your rematch!

The fans cheer louder at the soon to be made match. These two wrestlers going at it again means that the crowd will get to see a great battle once again.

Ryan: Because my reign as champion will not start until I fight you again. And I really want to get the chance to walk out of that match, raise my title and say that I can beat you not once, not twice, but three times in a row. Maybe after that you can finally see me as a champion.

He takes a small pause as he carefully thinks of his words. Though there was one thing that was clear. Ryan was going to fight back to keep his championship, no matter who it is against.

Ryan: But we will all probably have to wait until Inception II for this match. In the meantime you all have a wonderful show to see tonight. There is that star studded 10 man battle royal that includes the best SCW has to offer, and we have both the bombshell titles on the line. If that won't get your attention then.. I don't know, stare at the latest SCW picture gallery. A lot a nice shots of yours truly.

The faint sound of the female audience members cheering made Ryan smile as he draws to a close.

Ryan: That's probably all the time I have tonight. You guys have been amazing. So listen, listen.... Listen. This has been your SCW Roulette champion speaking, so let's make some noise happen for tonight!

The Nevada crowd cheer loudly once more, and another chant is then heard.

Crowd: Ryan Keys! Ryan Keys! Ryan Keys!

As the chant continues, Ryan smiles as he looks around at the fans once more, before lowering the microphone and climbing up to the second rope to raise the title over his head. As he basks in the end of his celebration he holds the title close before stepping through the ropes and heading up the aisle, slapping the hands of the cheering fans until he goes backstage.




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

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 Shawna Jennings walking behind him 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, Shawna takes notes on a clipboard 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, 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. Shawna 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 enters the ring and 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, removes his trench coat and then as Travis smirks he lays across the top rope while keeping his sunglasses on his eyes.

Simone: Travis is out here with Shawna and with no sign of Ruby Rose?

Adams: From the notes I have here, she is Travis Andrew's personal assistant Now if you would have done your journalistic job, you would have known that Travis has distanced himself from Ruby Rose.

Simone: You know what Jason...

Adams: And I know how Belly!

Before Simone can say anything else, 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 two hundred twenty 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, looking at Travis who has gotten down from the top rope.

Simone: This is the third time that Ben Jordan and Travis Nathaniel Andrews have been in one on one match ups and neither man is a stranger to the other's moves. I predict tonight's match will be another classic between these two.

As Holly Wood gives Ben a flirty grin while offering to pat him down, Travis can't believe his eyes and charges across the ring to attack Ben before the bell can be rung. Holly motions for the bell as Travis begins to hammer Ben with hard rights as Ben covers his head. Travis is warned by Holly Wood to stop with the closed hand punches as Andrews forces Jordan back towards the ropes. With Ben in the corner, Travis turns and barks at Holly who warns him that she is the referee for the match. Turning back to Ben Jordan, Travis pulls Ben out of the corner and uses a hip toss to bring him to the mat.

Adams: Travis looks quite vicious out there. A new attitude if you ask me.

Simone: Definitely a more aggressive attitude Jason.

Ben rolls to his hands and knees as Travis uses a dropkick to send him rolling towards the ropes. Travis moves to Ben and pulls him up and tosses Ben's arm over his shoulder before catching Jordan by his trunks and hits a snap suplex that has Ben grabbing for the back of his neck. Travis gets to his feet, a vicious grin on his face as he motions to Ben and taunts the audience. Holly Wood is checking on Ben who is still holding the back of his neck as he gets to his feet. Travis turns around and stalks towards Ben who lets go of his neck to catch Travis and send him over his head with a back body drop. Travis rolls to the side as Ben turns to pull him up. Getting to his feet, Travis catches Ben in a collar and elbow tie up that neither man can take advantage of until Ben leverages Travis into a headlock. Pushing Ben off his head, Travis is taken off his feet once more with a lariat from a rebounding Jordan. Dropping as Ben rebounds off the opposite ropes, Travis leaps to his feet then leaps to hit Ben with a dropkick.

Simone: That got Ben Jordan right on the chin. Travis is not wasting any time tonight. He is out to beat Ben Jordan for sure.

Adams: But I don't think that a dropkick is going to keep Ben Jordan down long.

Travis and Ben both reach a vertical base at the same time but Ben is quicker to grab Travis from behind and hit a belly to back suplex. Travis grabs his neck and rolls to the outside. Holding his neck, Travis angrily kicks at the ringsteps as Shawna Jennings moves to calm him down. Ben rolls out of the ring to bring Travis back in but Shawna turns and steps in front of Travis. Ben holds up his hands as he moves back and into the ring. travis climbs the ringsteps and moves along the apron as Ben approaches him. Reaching over the ring rope, Travis thumbs Ben in the eye and then leaps on the top rope to take him down using a dropkick. Ben is sent head over heels as Travis kips back up and then with a cocky smirk moves to roll up Ben and sets his feet on the ropes for leverage. Holly sees it and points at Travis telling him that he is not counting.

Simone: Good for Holly following the rules here. Travis shouldn't think that he can get away with something like that.

Travis gets to his feet and pulls Ben up with him and then steps beside him. Throwing Ben's arm over his shoulder, Travis moves for a Russian leg sweep but Ben catches him with a slight headbutt to the side. Travis staggers with the impact but does not release the hold. Ben uses another headbutt to the side and Travis is forced to release him. Ben turns and catching Travis with a kick to the midsection, grabs Travis's leg and hits a Northern lights suplex and bridges for a pin that Travis kicks out of at two.

Simone: Quick move to end this early by Ben Jordan. Andrews better believe that this former tag champion isn't just a pretty face. He has some skills.

Adams: True but you do have to admit Belinda, it is a pretty face.

Simone: Definitely not denying it Jason!

Ben rolls to the side as Travis gets to his hands and knees. Both men get to their feet as Travis rushes Ben who catches him with a spinebuster that forces Travis to arch in pain. As Ben moves to pin Travis, Shawna Jennings gets on the apron and calls to Holly Wood and tries to show her something on a clipboard that prevents Holly from making the count. Ben lets go of Travis and gets to his feet as Travis gets to the ropes and pulls himself up. Holly motions for Shawna to get off the apron and turns just in time to see Ben hit Travis with a backhand chop in the corner. Holly moves between both men and pressing her hands against the chest of Ben, she pushes him back slightly and gives him a smirk. Ben smiles but holding his hands up backs away slightly only to have Travis charges around Holly and catches Ben by the wrist. Spinning under his caught arm, Travis drops to his back pulling Ben off his feet with a double knee armbreaker. Ben pulls the wrenched arm against his midsection as he rolls to the outside to escape Travis who follows behind him and catching Jordan's arm, sends him elbow first into the ringpost. Lying against the steel, Ben is helpless as Shawna hands Travis the clipboard and points to something on it. As she does, Travis nods slightly. Holly moves to tell Shawna to get away from the wrestlers. Watching her walk away, Holly doesn't see Travis measure Ben then slam the clipboard into the face of Jordan.

Adams: Shawna Jennings getting involved in the match.

Simone: And Holly didn't see it.

Travis helps Ben back into the ring and follows him inside. Ben rises slowly as Travis motions for him to get up. Turning, Ben is barely able to duck a superkick from Travis who stumbles into the corner. Ben follows him in and catches him with a forearm smash that stuns Travis enough for Ben to pull him out of the corner and send him over head with an exploder suplex. Travis grabs at his head and back as he rolls to his stomach.

Adams: Ben Jordan managed to get Travis off his feet with that exploder suplex. What will the Cockney King pull next?

Travis is getting to his feet as Ben races to the ropes and uses a springboard clothesline to take Travis to the mat once more while Ben rolls through and up to his feet once more. Moving towards a rolling Travis, Ben catches his leg and then steps over, wringing the leg of Andrews around his own, Ben drops to the mat as he locks in a figure four leglock that makes Travis sit straight up and yell in pain.

Simone: That is a devastating hold that Ben has Travis in. Bending his knee against his leg just causing more pain.

Travis takes a swing at Ben who leans back putting more pressure on the leg of Travis forcing him to grab at his head and lay back to relieve some pressure. Holly sees his shoulders on the mat and slaps the canvas once making Travis twist to get his shoulder off the mat and then try to reach for the ropes nearby. Ben again leans back forcing Travis's knee to make Andrews call out with pain again. Travis rolls from side to side to try and turn the hold and finally manages to force Ben to flip which reverses the pressure making Ben release the hold quickly. Ben pulls away from Travis who is clutching at his knee in pain as he kicks the canvas. Shawna is near him encouraging him to get up as Ben moves towards Travis. Shawna screams as Ben pulls Travis to his feet. Desperately, Andrews rakes Ben's eyes before collapsing to his rear, his leg unable to hold him up. Ben swipes at his eyes and blinks rapidly as Travis tries to pull himself up again by the ropes. Travis sees Ben approaching and tries to superkick him with his injured leg but Ben catches it then takes him off his feet with a dragon screw that makes Travis scream in pain again. Ben rolls to his feet and then moves to a downed Travis and catches his arm and tucking it between his legs before reaching for the chin of Andrews and forces him to arch backwards with his hand reaching for the ropes.

Adams: The Crossing JORDAN...I think that this match is over!

Simone: Don't be too sure Jason, Travis is very close to the ropes.

Travis tries valiantly to grab for the ropes and is about to grab them when Ben rolls the pair of them over and once more locks on the Crossing Jordan. Travis has no escape left and finally taps. Holly Wood motions for the bell as Ben releases Travis and gets to his feet to have Holly Wood raise his hand in victory. Shawna moves to help Travis out of the ring as Ben continues to celebrate in the ring.

Justin: The winner of the match, by submission, BEN JORDAN!

Simone: Ben Jordan wins the match by submitting Travis Nathaniel Andrews. I don't think that Travis will be too happy with the result tonight.

Adams: Neither do I by that deadly look that Travis is giving Ben.

Travis moves back up the ramp backwards as he glares angrily at a celebrating Ben Jordan in the ring.




The "Gorilla Position" is in full view, and the backstage area is abuzz with activity as is to be expected during the course of a broadcast of Climax Control. Ben Jordan had just scored a victory over Travis Nathaniel Andrews only moments ago, when the curtains are flung open and the man known as 'Mister TNA' storms through, anger and pain evident on his face when suddenly a big boot greets Travis from out of nowhere! The sheer impact of the blow sends Mister TNA flying against the near wall, where he smacks the tile and sinks down to the ground, stunned! And onto the scene emerges a VERY pissed off looking Synn!

Synn: Son of a BITCH! You want to mess with my family!? HUH!? You want to try and punk ME!?

Synn throws a fist into Travis's skull, then slams the back of his head against the unforgiving wall, then grabs Travis by the hair and arm! Mister TNA does try to defend himself but after the match against Ben and the surprise attack, he is in little condition to do so! Synn drags him roughly to his feet and heaves him headlong into a row of folded chairs, sending them scattering everywhere as Travis lies in the mangled rubble! Synn makes a move when the security personnel swarm onto the scene, getting in between the 6'8" Synn and Travis who is coming to...!

Synn: You want to get close to my son again, you go through me first!

The security officials and members of staff work to calm Synn down and herd him back towards the dressing rooms while Travis is being checked on!




After we return from break, we see Ekaterina standing on the stage with a microphone in hand. She brings it to her lips and smiles evilly.

Ekaterina: Oh Dmitri... I believe it's time for us to have a little bit of fun for all of the world to see... Get out here, right now and go to the ring.

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 piercing gaze, which normally travels around the arena, looking for a possible future victim, is only on Ekaterina, who is standing on the stage, laughing at him.

Simone: Do you see the look in his eye? The tension between the two of them is so thick, you can cut it with a knife.

Adams: Yeah, or pierce it with a wooden stake, right through the heart.

Lights emerge throughout the crowd as he starts to walk towards the ring, everywhere he walks the spotlight follows him. 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 as his music dies out, and the lights come back up. He turns his attention back to Ekaterina, who is bouncing up and down, clapping her hands.

Ekaterina: Oh, we are going to have so much fun tonight, my pet... Well, that is to say, I am going to have so much fun.

Dmitri is standing in the center of the ring, not moving. He appears to be transfixed in one spot, breathing heavily, his fangs bared with a look of sheer intensity on his face. He watches his manager, come strolling down the ramp at a slow and leisurely pace. Ekaterina climbs slowly up the steps with a huge smirk on her face, and steps between ropes, dramatically sweeping around the room as she laughs at Dmitri's state. You can see him following her with his eyes, a snarl barely contained as his limbs tremble with suppressed emotion.

Simone: This chick has been messing with Dmitri in the worst way for weeks now. And from the looks of things, she's not done.

Adams: All I can say is... I'm so glad that I'm not Dmitri right now.

Ekaterina: It seems that everything that I have been telling you was going to happen has come to pass my pet. Last week's tag team match was so much of a debacle, it did nothing but seal the nail in the coffin so to speak. A double count out? Really? And why was it a double count out? Because your oh so special partner was not able to make it back to the ring to... finish the job as they say. You were doing well... You were holding your own... But then, you tagged in James, and everything went to what? That's right!! IT WENT TO SHIT!!! Oh yes... Shit!! All that match did was prove that you can't trust this man as your tag team partner, or your friend! He is none of those things to you really.

She reaches out to him, holding a microphone out to him, which he reaches up to take, but she moves it away at the last minute, taunting him over and over again, until he finally roars in frustration, and she laughingly tosses it at his chest for him to scramble to catch before she lifts her own microphone to her lips.

Ekaterina: Ah, do you not see the futility of it all my pet? You put your trust in these humans... you put your faith in these humans... And yet, you see how they treat you? You are a monster to them! You are nothing but someone to hate and despise!! You are someone to leave hanging in the wind, or to use and abuse where they see fit... And yet, you continue to try to reach out to those who are meant to be nothing more than food!! Everyone who is supposed to mean ANYTHING to you has turned your back on you... All but me!! I am all that remains!! I am all that will remain!! Admit it!! I have shown you that caring for anyone other than your maker is folly, and it will lead you to nothing but despair and damnation!! Admit it and give yourself completely!! Stop hanging onto these foolish notions that I can sense running around through your brain!!

She walks over and moves to touch his cheek, but he flinches for a moment, and she pauses. He takes that moment to step back from Ekaterina, and slowly looks her up and down as if he's trying to size her up, while calming himself. Dmitri finally speaks, and when he does, you can see the fire in his eyes.

Dmitri: Yes... You're right. Caring for something or someone is folly where I'm concerned... But that's mainly because if I do care, YOU will come along and destroy that which I care about!! I'm starting to remember, my maker!! I'm starting to remember how whenever any fledgling idea which might come between you and I was to fill my head, you would do your best to crush it!! If I found one I might want to turn myself... Someone to accompany me through time as I have accompanied you... You would rip them from my grasp and utterly DESTROY them! And now... Now that I have wrestling to try and give me any sense of pleasure or fulfillment beyond you... You wish to poison that for me as well!! Oh yes my maker!! My eyes are beginning to open!! You told me to take credit for my own shortcomings, but I think that I have found my biggest one yet, and that is you!!

Adams: Oh man!! That had to sting!! Is this guy nuts or something?

Ekaterina's face has paled, and you can see the anger and indignation flashing in her eyes as she takes a step towards Dmitri.

Ekaterina: How DARE you speak in such manner to me?!! I have made you!! And I can break you just as easily!!

Dmitri shrugs and lowers his head to the ground.

Dmitri: Go ahead... Break me... And then, you'll truly be all alone... I have resigned myself to my fate of being wracked by pain and anguish as all that I care about is crushed and taken away from me by you. I am your toy... physically... But my soul and heart will never be yours!!

Dmitri moves to leave the ring, and Ekaterina howls in anger.

Simone: Look out Dmitri!!

Ekaterina leaps through the air and lands with her claws dug into Dmitri's chest, just below his collar bone, and he howls in pain as she holds him on the spot, slowly forcing him down to his knees.

Ekaterina: Give yourself to me!! Say that you are mine!! Say it!!! Say it!! You promised me that you would be mine!!

Dmitri continues howling, throwing his head back and forth, fangs bared to the world as blood pours from the wounds in his chest, spilling down his body to pool around his feet.

Adams: OH MY GOD!!! THE CARNAGE!!

Simone: I think I'm gonna be sick..

Adams: Aim it away from me at least please...

Ekaterina rips her hand from his chest, sending splashes of blood across her face and body, just to start to claw at his face and chest. He doesn't utter a word, his guttural howls of pain the only sound he makes.

Ekaterina: You are mine!! And you will say it!! Say it!!! Or I will destroy you!!

She stops raking her claws over his body, and grabs him by the hair, yanking him around by a handful of it, and holds the microphone to his lips.

Ekaterina: Say it!! Say that you love me and that you are mine!! You know that I am all that you have left!! Admit it and take your place fully as my pet!!

Dmitri looks up at her, the wounds already starting to close over, but slowly, his face a mask of horror. He is trembling with the pain that she's inflicted to his body, and a little bit of the light has left his eyes. He looks up at her defiantly for but a moment, then his body starts to sag in defeat.

Dmitri: I... I...

Suddenly, the lights go out, and the screech of a raven fills the air. On the big screen, a large full moon covers the screen, with the silhouette of a bat flying towards it. The lights start to strobe blood red, and the sound of a woman's throaty scream fills the air. Everyone is looking around, trying to figure out just what is going on.

Simone: Well what the...

The lights go up, and we suddenly see standing in the center of the ring, just beside Dmitri, a feminine figure in black leather pants, with a black leather jacket, wearing a hood and a face mask that keeps everything but the eyes covered.

Adams: Who is that??!!

Simone: I don't know, but if she stops what's happening to Dmitri, I'll be so happy, cause my tummy can't handle much more of what's going on.

Ekaterina hisses at the hooded figure, who grabs the wrist of the hand that is wrapped in Dmitri's hair and you can tell by the grip that it's a vicelike grip. Ekaterina's hand is slowly forced open and away from Dmitri, and it's flung back forcefully as the hooded figure steps between her and Dmitri. Ekaterina is fuming and she lifts a gore covered claw, pointing it at the hooded figure standing defiantly before her.

Ekaterina: How DARE you think to come between me and my pet's discipline?!! Who do you think you are? You are nothing!! I will destroy you!!

Dmitri has started sniffing at the air, trying to place the scent that's wafting in front of him. He looks shaken as he's looks the hooded figure up and down slowly.

Dmitri: I know that scent... It's one I haven't sensed in so long...

Ekaterina is still fuming and howling in rage.

Ekaterina: You have no right to try and stop me from doing anything I wish to my pet!! He's mine!! What makes you think you can try?!!

Ekaterina takes a step towards the hooded figure, and the camera zooms in on the eyes of the woman standing there, and they slowly start to change from their sultry brown to ice blue.

Simone: Those eyes!!! They look so familiar...

The woman reaches up and pulls the hood and mask from her face in one swoop of her hand and it's revealed to be none other than the Vampyric Angel herself, Gothika!!

Adams: Gothika!!! It's Gothika!! I can't believe it!!

Gothika reaches down and picks up Dmitri's fallen microphone without taking her eyes off of Ekaterina, and lifts it to her lips slowly.

Gothika: You will not hurt him any longer, Ekaterina.

Ekaterina throws her head back and laughs.

Ekaterina: And who's going to stop me?!!

Gothika smirks and looks back at Dmitri for a moment, before she turns back towards Ekaterina.

Gothika: I'm glad you asked that question. Because I will stop you.

Ekaterina growls and starts to move towards Gothika, but has to look up at the towering figure. You can tell that this is a battle of wills going on between the two of them, and Ekaterina is trying to intimidate Gothika, but Gothika chuckles softly.

Gothika: Bitch, you haven't got anything that I haven't seen. I'm warning you now... If I even get an inkling that you're hurting Dmitri again... I will show you what it means to break someone.

Ekaterina howls in anger and her hand flies lightning quick as if to rake Gothika's face, but Gothika leans back and Ekaterina swipes nothing but air. She gets a surprised look on her face for a moment, but she then rebounds with a glowering hiss.

Ekaterina: It's vampyric law that one cannot interfere with the relationship between a maker and her spawn!! I can have you put down like the dog you are!!

Gothika chuckles and shakes her head.

Gothika: Don't try to quote your twisted version of the laws to me, bitch!! You've been filling Dmitri's head with lies his entire afterlife!! I will tell you this once more! YOU WILL NOT HURT HIM ANYMORE!!

Adams: Yeah!! You tell her, Gothika!!!

Gothika lets a low growl rumble from out of her throat, lowering her eyes for a moment, and when she looks up, the daggers being thrown from her eyes is enough to make Ekaterina stumble back a moment before she catches herself, looking to see if Dmitri saw it, and knowing that he did. But Dmitri's still slightly enthralled with the fact that Gothika is right there in front of him. His wounds have already healed, but he's still covered in blood. Gothika's eyes never leaves off of Ekaterina, and she takes a single step towards her, which causes Ekaterina to take a step back.

Gothika: Let me put this in a way which will be even more clear for you. If you hurt him again, I will show you the same respect I showed the piece of filth that turned me... which is none.

Ekaterina gasps and her eyes go wide.

Ekaterina: The bond between maker and spawn are unbreakable!!! How dare you say that of your maker??!! Your maker should have put you down the moment you were made!!

Gothika growls again, her eyes flaring as her power floods the ring, causing Ekaterina to back up even further. Dmitri looks back and forth between the two of them in shock.

Gothika: I didn't have a maker, you stupid bitch!! I HAD A RAPIST AND A BUTCHER!! I DID NOT ASK FOR THIS!! IT WAS FORCED UPON ME, COMPLETELY AGAINST MY WILL!!

Gothika takes a slow breath, and lifts her head up slowly, her eyes never leaving Ekaterina.

Gothika: And so, I did to him, what he did to me...

Ekaterina gasps, her eyes wide in shock.

Ekaterina: You raped him?!!

Gothika's fangs finally drop to their full length and she hisses at Ekaterina.

Gothika: I BUTCHERED HIM LIKE THE PIG HE WAS!!!

Ekaterina's jaw drops and she starts to tremble, her rage uncontrollable, but you can tell she doesn't dare take a step towards Gothika. Instead, she fires off .

Ekaterina: That's Blasphemy!!! The council will...

Gothika smirks and shakes her head.

Gothika: The council knows all about it. How do you think I know so much about council law? You aren't the first who's claimed they would hunt me down... Now I suggest you heed my warning... Or things will get much more intense between you and I.

Adams: Who in the hell is this council they keep talking about?

Simone: I don't know. It's a vampire thing apparently...

Dmitri has finally shaken himself out of his shock and he walks over to Gothika. Ekaterina is fuming as she watches their exchange.

Dmitri: You're here. After all this time, you' here. But why wait so long?

He reaches up and places his hand on her cheek, and she smiles back at him.

Gothika: I didn't want to leave... Not with you just coming into the company, and wanting to spend time with me, but I had to go. I wanted to come back for you... I really did... I just couldn't. So much was going on...

Adams: It's like a vampire love triangle!!

Dmitri sighs and nods. He has the first true smile he's worn in a long time on his face.

Dmitri: I understand.

Dmitri looks over his shoulder at Ekaterina, and his smile fades almost instantly. His body starts to tremble and it's like a hood drops over his emotions. Gothika frowns and takes a step towards him, but he steps back too.

Gothika: Dmitri?

Adams: Dmitri!!! No!!! What are you doing??!!

Simone: Making the biggest mistake of his life... Or is it after life?

He drops his hand and stands there for a moment before he steps around Gothika, taking Ekaterina's hand.

Dmitri: Gothika... I thank you for your concern, but I'm alright. And this is between my maker and myself. I don't want you to concern yourself with these matters.

Gothika looks at Dmitri a bit shocked.

Gothika: I.... Dmitri... I didn't mean...

Gothika sees the way Dmitri is looking from her to Ekaterina. She sees him give the slightest of shakes of his head, and a loon of longing and desire in his eyes as he looks at her, and the one of pure disgusts she looks at Ekaterina. She sighs and stops herself, then nods slowly.

Gothika: Alright, Dmitri. I'll let you handle it... for now...

Dmitri starts to lead Ekaterina towards the stairs as Gothika stands there and watches as the pair head up the ramp. She turns back to Ekaterina as they're half way up to the stage and smirks before she raises the mic back to her lips.

Gothika: Just don't forget what I said Ekaterina... I've got my eye on you. And if you step out of line again, I'll have my boot on your throat.

Gothika tosses the mic over her shoulder and to the mat as the strains of 'Blood' by In This Moment starts to play over the P.A. System.

Adams: Does that mean what I think it means?

Simone: I think it does!! The Vampyric Angel is back in Sin City Wrestling!!

Adams: But what about the rest of the Fallen? Are they back too?

Simone: And who can say. We just have to wait and find out. But for now, we'll be back after a short break..




Our scene opens backstage, or more precisely, the locker room area. The camera pans up slowly to show Mercedes Vargas, in her ring gear, for the second Climax Control of 2017. Mercedes stands there looking at the camera with a smile on her face.

Mercedes Vargas: A new year always means change. Change isn't always a good thing. But in this instance, it's the only thing that's going to save the Bombshell Internet Championship from having to see another day with Polly Playtime holding it. Seasons change, times change, weather change. Well, add another change to that list - a title change when I beat Polly to become the NEW Bombshell Internet Champion and bring home more gold to the Mean Girls.

Unconsciously brushing away strands of brown hair out of her face, Mercedes continues.

Mercedes Vargas: Some people would call your first title win and first title defense a great moment. I call it a fluke. You got lucky against me once, Polly; it won't happen twice. Trust me. You can call tonight your trial by fire because the only thing standing in my way to earning my ninth championship is a little girl living in her deluded little fantasy world. Don't worry. I'll bring you into reality sooner than you think when I drop you on your head with the Black Rose Overdrive.

Mercedes rubs her hands together expectantly.

Mercedes Vargas: I don't know if you know this, maybe you do, but I've walked out my first match of a new year with my hand raised four years in a row, and you know something?

Mercedes has a thoughtful expression on her face for the moment.

Mercedes Vargas: I have a pretty good feeling I'm going to make it five in a row later on. I guess some things never change after all. I know this much: I'm making history and you ARE history. The day is here, the time has come, the end is near and your number is up. So if I were you, and I'm so glad I'm not, I would hold that title close while I still can. Because the next time you see that title...

Mercedes smiles broadens.

Mercedes Vargas: ...will be around my waist.

As she said this, she makes the title belt motion with her hands towards her waist before she waves at the camera.




Simone: Polly Playtime won the Bombshell Internet Championship from Kate Steele just a couple of weeks before the New Year but she didn't get much time to celebrate as Mercedes Vargas cashed in her title opportunity as soon as the match ended but even though she had just fought in a hard-fought battle Polly was able to retain the title, now a rematch between Polly and Mercedes for the Bombshell Internet Championship has been arranged and that match is next!

Adams: You just know that the rest of the Mean Girls are backstage waiting for the perfect opportunity to try to cost Polly the match and the title but between the Metal and Punk Connection and Celeste North saying that they have a lot of enemies is an understatement.

Simone: Regardless this should be a great title match! Let's take it to Justin!

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the Bombshell Internet Championship!

"I wish it could ALWAYS be Playtime."

Justin: Introducing first!

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 reigning and defending Bombshell Internet Champion, 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: Many underestimated Polly when she first arrived on the scene but since then she has proven to be a fierce competitor.

Adams: Unfortunately for her the challenger is just as fierce!

Justin: Introducing the challenger!

The lights in the arena drop down as a pink glow takes over the stage. The fans look on in wonderment. "Amazing" by Hi Fashion hits over the PA system as the lights begin to flash like cameras from all over the arena. The fans give a loud ovation of booing as the camera pans in. As the lyrics finally kick in, a figure emerges; the highlight of their attire is being under the illusion. Mercedes Vargas stops short of the entrance ramp, hands on waist, and overlooking the crowd.

Justin: Making her way to the ring representing The Mean Girls and accompanied by the reigning Roulette Champion Veronica Taylor and Delia Darling, from Buenos Aires, Argentina, weighing 125 pounds, MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS!

Simone: Does she really need Veronica and Delia with her?!

Adams: She's a Mean Girl, off course she does.

Mercedes looks down in disdain at Polly who simply smirks in response before holding up the Bombshell Internet Championship, before Mercedes can even react though Jasmine St. John marches over to the ring ropes her eyes firmly locked on Veronica and Delia and points to the back which gets a massive pop from the crowd in Laughlin.

Simone: Jasmine's not wasting any time here!

Adams: And given the Mean Girls' history it's hard to blame her!

The Mean Girls protest the decision by Jasmine and Mercedes gets in her face.

Mercedes: They are here to support me!

Jasmine: They can support you from the backstage area! Unless off course, you want to forfeit the match right now!

The jaws of the Mean Girls drop in response and Mercedes mouths "you wouldn't".

Jasmine: Do you really want to call my bluff? After that stunt you pulled when Veronica beat Celeste for the title I'm not taking any chances!

Delia and Veronica continue to argue but it becomes clear that Polly has had enough of this as she leaps through the ropes and hits both Mean Girls with a Suicide Dive wiping them out, security soon arrives on the scene to escort Veronica and Delia to the back but not before Mercedes uses the distraction to get a cheap shot on Polly prompting Jasmine to call for the bell.

Simone: And after that drama the match is underway!

Adams: Let's hope security locks the Mean Girls in their locker room before they wake up!

DING DING DING!

As soon as the bell rings the two women start brawling on the outside of the ring and Jasmine starts applying her ten count, at the count of five Mercedes hits Polly with a European Uppercut that sends her stumbling backwards towards the barricade and Mercedes goes to follow it up by clotheslining her over the barricade and into the crowd, unfortunately for Mercedes Polly counters the clothesline by backdropping her into the crowd and Polly enters the ring to avoid being counted out.

Simone: Polly narrowly avoided a double count out within seconds of her second Bombshell Internet Championship defense just now!

Adams: Though I think the bosses are more concerned about a potential lawsuit if a fan gets hurt rather than an anti-climactic ending to a title match right now!

Jasmine restarts her count as Mercedes gets back to her feet, however as soon as she is back on her feet Polly leaps to the top rope and hits Mercedes with a Suicide Dive from the inside of the ring to the crowd that sends the crowd into a frenzy! Jasmine starts her count again and by the time it reaches the half-way point Polly flings Mercedes over the barricade before following her back into the ringside area, by the time Jasmine's count reaches seven Polly rolls Mercedes back into the ring before following her in and going for the first cover of the match.

Simone: 1......2.......

Adams: And Mercedes kicks out!

Polly climbs up to the top turnbuckle following her failed pin attempt and it does seem that Mercedes is out for the count at the moment, however it turns out that Mercedes was just playing possum because when Polly goes for a splash off the top rope Mercedes gets her knees up knocking the wind out of Polly as she lands stomach first onto her knees, Mercedes stands up but she doesn't remain on her feet for long as she locks Polly into a body-scissors.

Simone: Mercedes is keeping the pressure up on Polly's stomach following that failed splash attempt.

Adams: Can you imagine how embarrassing it would be to lose a title to a bodyscissors? It's like the other day when the easiest boss in Dark Souls II killed me in two hits!

Jasmine gets into position and asks Polly if she wants to give up but she refuses, at first she tries to break the hold by unwrapping Mercedes's legs from around her waist but when that fails Polly resorts to hitting her with elbows to the face until Mercedes is forced to let go to avoid having her nose broken, whilst Mercedes is clutching her face Polly takes advantage with a quick School Girl pin-attempt 1......2......and Mercedes kicks out! Polly is the first one up to her feet and measures Mercedes up looking for a running move of some kind, unfortunately for her Polly ends up running into one of Mercedes's signature Superkicks.

Simone: Polly might have just cost herself the title!

Adams: I know, right? I think I just saw Polly's head fly out of the arena!

Mercedes clearly thinks that she has the match won as well as she goes for a lazy pin-attempt on Polly 1......2......and Polly kicks out! Mercedes looks over to Jasmine with a look of shock on her face before going for another pin attempt this time going for a proper pin attempt with both legs hooked for good measure 1......2......and Polly kicks out again! Rather than argue with Jasmine about a slow count Mercedes backs up the corner and waits for Polly to get up to her knees, when she does Mercedes charges and hits Polly with a Front Flip Facebuster!

Simone: Mercedes is doing everything she can to bring another title under the Mean Girls' control!

Adams: And I think you just made half the Bombshell Locker Room vomit just by suggesting that idea!

Mercedes goes for another cover 1.......2.......and Polly kicks out again, this time Mercedes argues with Jasmine backing her up to the corner in the process but Jasmine stands her ground whilst Polly gets to her feet, once Polly is on her feet she hits Mercedes with a Stinger Splash not realizing that Jasmine was in the same corner until it's too late causing Jasmine to be squashed in between the two Bombshells, as for how she finds out, she finds out after she goes for a pin on Mercedes but no one's around to count the pin.

Simone: Wake up Jasmine!

Adams: And here comes the Mean Girls' cavalry!

Indeed, Delia and Veronica march down the ramp whilst Polly tries to wake up Jasmine and their intent couldn't be any clearer, however they don't even make it halfway down the ramp before Celeste North charges in behind them with a steel chair in hand and whacks Veronica in the back of the head with the chair sending her to the ground, Delia turns around only to hit by Celeste in the face with the chair!

Simone: That's one way to mess with the Mean Girls' looks!

Adams: And Mercedes hasn't noticed because she has Polly up for the Black Rose Overdrive!

Celeste charges down to the ring as Mercedes goes to hit Polly with her finisher only to be hit in the back by Celeste! And for good measure Celeste drops the chair and hits Mercedes with the Homicidal sending Mercedes face first into the steel chair! Celeste leaves the ring with her steel chair in hand and heads up the ramp, however when she reaches Veronica and Delia's prone forms she bends over and picks up the Roulette Title.

Celeste: I'm coming back for the title you stole from me bitch!

Celeste drapes the belt across Veronica's waist and heads to the back, meanwhile back in the ring Jasmine has just comes too and Polly has dragged Mercedes over to the nearest corner before hitting Mercedes with The Perfect Play! Polly goes for the cover 1.......2.......3!!!!!!

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

Simone: Polly has retained the title against Mercedes for the second time in her SCW career and this time it wasn't without a little help from Celeste North!

Adams: I think it's safe to say that this isn't the last Polly and Celeste have seen of the Mean Girls!

Polly celebrates on the ramp whilst the Mean Girls lick their wounds.




As we come back from a short break, the crowd is anxious and ready for more action.

Simone: We've had one exciting night tonight. One full of unexpected returns and crazy moments.

Adams: Yeah, I didn't think the poor ring techs could get all of that blood off of the mat to get ready for the following matches. There's still a huge stain. I'd hate to have to be the one to try and get it out.

Simone: Yeah, they're gonna need a heck of a lot of oxi-clean for that stain.

Adams: Ha!! You've got jokes tonight!!

Suddenly, the lights go out, and the sound of a rocket flying rips through the air. On the titantron the image of three flaming balls of light streak through an image of the night sky as the music continues.

Simone: You know what this means, don't you Adams?

Adams: Aww yeah, Simone!! The Angels of the Fallen are back, baby!!

The strains of "Immortals" by Fall Out Boy plays over the PA as on the titantron, the four flaming balls rocket towards an image of the earth and the camera angle switches so it looks like they're coming straight towards the screen. They strike the same spot with a bright flash and three shadowy figures step out of the brightness. The lights start to strobe to the beat of the music and we see the angels of The Fallen standing on stage looking confident and dancing to the music. Diamond, Gothika, and Raynin stand on stage and raise their fists in the air looking around confidently before the lights come up completely while Darknyss is sitting center stage in her wheelchair, gesturing out to the crowd. They go from one side of the stage to the other, talking junk to the crowd and throwing their fists in the air. Diamond, Gothika, and Raynin come back to the center of the stage and pose once more with Darknyss, before they start to walk down the ramp to the ring as Darknyss rolls down the ramp slowly.

Adams: It seems that The Fallen's fearless leader is still wheelchair bound.

Simone: I wonder what that's gonna mean when it comes to their matches?

Darknyss stops at the center of the ramp as Diamond, Raynin and Gothika each walk around till they each are standing in front of one of the sides of the ring. Diamond wiggles her hips a moment, then she lifts her leg high into the air and spins around in a circle before she places it on the ring apron and slithers under the bottom rope.

Adams: I have missed that entrance...

Darknyss stays where she's at, hyping the crowd, as Gothika slides under the bottom rope and Raynin climbs the far stairs and grabs the top rope and flips over the rope. Raynin and Gothika each climb a corner throwing their fists in the air and pumping them to the beat of the music as Diamond leans dances goes from one side of the ring dancing and leaning over the rope, blowing crystal dust at the crowd, and Darknyss rolls around the outside of the ring, pointing at them and talking junk to the crowd, nodding and clapping. Raynin and Gothika jump down and switch corners, trying to hype up the crowd before they jump down and they all come to stand in the center of the ring as Darknyss gets some help from the stage hands. They lift her up and over the top rope and get her settled back down in her chair in the center of the ring, before handing out microphones to everyone.

Gothika: Now, you all knew I wasn't gonna come back by myself. You know the old saying we Angels have...

They all say it together...

"We ride together, we fly together. We rise together, we fall together. Angels for life!!"

The crowd goes wild, and starts to chant, "Angels for life" over and over again. The Angels chant along, throwing their fists in the air. Diamond brings the mic to her lips.

Diamond: Now, I know you're all wondering, are we back to cause trouble? We Angels do have a reputation for our strong arm tactics and bull in a china shop ways. What can I say... we love putting a hurting on our opponents.

The crowd goes nuts, cheering and Gothika starts the crowd off with a chant of...

Crowd: "ANGELS KICK ASSES... ANGELS KICK ASSES... ANGELS KICK ASSES..."

Adams: You know she's right... They do kick asses... Literally everyone's, and they do it so well!!

Diamond waits for the crowd to calm down, and she brings the mic back to her lips.

Diamond: Well, I'm not about to lie and say we're a kinder, gentler bunch of Angels... Cause that's never gonna change. When it comes to wrestling, we believe in stomping a mud hole in our opponents asses. It's just our way. But we're not bad girls, so to speak. We've always been misunderstood.

Raynin nods and brings her mic to her lips.

Raynin: Yeah. We're tough. And we let everyone know just how tough we are. But we don't just talk about it... We show it through brute force. But that doesn't make us bad. It just makes us... special. It makes us different. It doesn't make us bad. But if you push our buttons... we'll show you just how different we are.

The crowd goes nuts, and starts to chant again.

Crowd: "Angels for life!! Angels for life!!"

Darknyss brings the microphone to her lips with a smile.

Darknyss: You see, there's another saying that we use which fits us to a tee... "when we're good, we're great. But when we're bad, we're even better." And don't let the smooth taste fool you... I may be in a chair, but I've still got the goods to get the job done. I've pushed my girls to work themselves that much harder to try to overcome their weaknesses and turn them into strengths. I know what you all think... Ten months... They've got to have some kind of ring rust... But my girls have been on fire... We don't believe in any such thing as ring rust. Ring rust is for chumps... And we're no chumps! My girls are gunning to get their hands on as much gold as they can grab, so to each and every Champion out there... just know you've got huge targets on your backs. Because gold is my girls' favorite color to wear around their waists.

Raynin brings the mic back to her lips.

Raynin: So get ready girls!! The fun is just starting.

The crowd goes nuts again, and the Angels of the Fallen go around the ring, hyping the crowd up again.

Simone: I know they've just said that they're good girls, but in the same breath, they just threatened the entire roster of Bombshells!!

Adams: That they did... And they did it in a way that only the Angels of the Fallen can do! I can't wait to see what's gonna happen to the Bombshell Division now that these women are back!!

Simone: All I can say is, the Bombshell Division is about to be rocked to it's core. But we'll find out more about tonight's action after we return from this short break...

The scene cuts to commercial...




Were backstage as we see Song sitting on a table with her legs dangling in the air wearing red pants with black shoes and a black 2014 edition Mark Ward T-shirt with red letters that say Hot Stuff International with a yellow fire in the background of the letters.She has her titles laying next on the left side of her on the table. As the camera zooms out we see she is near a end of a hallway. As the camera zooms out more we see a RC Cola Machine and a door with the Elders name on it. Alana is seen opening the door as we can see Dr. Weaver leaving the room and walk down the hallway.

Alana: Hey Song don't go too far we need to talk.

Song: I won't, I'm just here waiting for Dax.

Alana closes the door and disappears back to the Elders locker-room. Dax is seen walking down the hallway.

Song: There you are buddy!

Song gets up from the table and takes her title. She wraps it around her waist.

Song: So I see Celeste did not look to happy.

Dax: I suppose...

Song and Dax turn around as they hear Alana Opening the door. She comes out wearing her title over her left shoulder wearing a bright yellow t-shirt with black writing on it reading "Still waiting on Elders shirts" across the front of it and blue jeans. Alana walks over next to

Song:

Alana: I'm glad you are still here. I don't mean to interrupt you two but Song and I need to take care of a few things.

Song looks at Dax.

Song: I think maybe you should talk to her while Alana and I handle business. We can meet up later thou and work on that stuff. Sounds good to you Dax

Dax Looks at Alana.

Song: Hey eyes over here buddy. It's like your a magnet for trouble.

Dax nods as Alana and Song take off. Song turns around to look at Dax.

Song: I'll be back in a bit.

Song and Alana continue to walk down the hallway

Alana: Ok so we will be facing Justice Leagues again. Honestly I'm glad because I know we can beat them again. Not that they are pushovers but we are just plain better than they are.

Song: They beat Angel Clan for the rights to face us. I hand picked them because I knew they were going to be the #1 Challengers. We... sorry more so you as the great manager that you are was able to expose Angel Clan and they have not been the same sense then.

Alana: Very true about the Angel Clan guess they will have to repackage and reboot. But let's not forget how we got here. We've beat them before and certainly have much more of an incentive to beat them now. I for one want to see how long we can hold on to these titles and I realize the Justice League are only the next challengers to step up but we have to really lock in and focus on them because this time when we beat them we need to raise the bar and put these other chicks on notice.

Song: Hey Alana give me a dollar and I will pay you back later.

Alana smiles ...

Alana: Girl I already know.

Alana reaches into her pocket and gives the dollar to Song.

Song: Sweet.

Song runs back to the RC Cola machine she inserts the dollar but no RC comes out. Alana looks on at Song. Song looks at Alana.

Song: It ate your dollar!

Song takes a step back and jump kicks the machine. Cans of RC Cola starts to spit out of the machine. Song opens the Elders locker room door.

Song: Oh Wrigley!! I have a job for you.

Wrigley comes from out the room wagging his tail.

Song: Be a good doggy and put all these RC Colas near my bag please.

Wrigley: Woof.

Wrigley starts to do just that as Song grabs one and runs back to Alana. She cracks open the RC Can

Alana: Damn girl! When was the first time you had RC cola?

Song: Today or like ever?

Alana: maybe I should just start telling you that our opponents have RC and that if we win we can take them.

Song: But then we may never lose and that would get boring for the fans.

Alana: Or that would get exciting as the fans wait in anticipation of a team to come along that could actually beat us somehow.

Song: Well I been asking for teams and I see a few starting to form

Alana: Maybe some of them have woken up to the fact that to become a grand slam champion means you have to have held all the titles at one time or another.

Song: Yeah but that means they have to go thru us and if they have RC Colas then they have no chance.

Song starts to giggle at her own dumb joke. Song cracks open her soda and chugs half of it down.

Alana: I am glad new teams are forming though. It will make us look that much better as champions. I mean who just wants to beat the same three teams over and over again anyway that would get boring for us.

Song: Like the male... nevermind.

Alana: Crack city what?!? You mean those guys who don't have to defend their titles?

Song: Hey its not the fault of Jet City. They don't control how little they get booked.

Alana: Sorry those brothers that like to fly jets to cities. Those brother who have so much going on they called us out of our names on twitter maybe they want a title shot at these Bombshell titles.

Song: Nah, I find them funny, it's just a reaction there seeking, isn't that what most get on twitter for anyways, I mean let's be fair here.

Alana: I find them funny also, each time I see their faces. Oh and there's no sign on me that says I'm fair. But we do have far more important and relevant things to worry about.

Song: Oh I know, between wrestling and my personal life I have enough to worry about.

Alana: We can handle the wrestling stuff as you say, when the time is right as for your personal life I know you've hit a rough patch the past for weeks

Song looks at Alana her smiles fades away and turns to a straight face

Song: I'm just glad the holidays are over, so much has happened during the off time.

Alana: I know you have had a lot going on lately. You should know that I'm here for you if you want or need to talk things out. I know I'm nor Orchid and that I can never be her or take her place, but I love you Song and you're like my own sister.

Song: And that is why I chose you as my partner. It's hard to trust anyone these days let from a sisterhood.

Alana: Here's what I do know. You are meant to be happy and you will be. All good things come in time. God knows you deserve it. Even if you have a little booty.

Alana smiles and winks at Song. Song chug the rest of the RC Cola.

Song: Just so you know my body is the perfect body for my height and weight, ask any doctor. I may not have a "Big" butt but I have everything in the right shape it needs to be, unless have the... Nevermind

Alana: I'm sure it is boo, just playing with you. Besides you would not want all the trouble that comes with this ass that follows me around all day.

Song: This is a very long hallway were walking gesh, when does it end?

Song and Alana reach the end of the hallway and see Bishop across the way. Song runs over and runs to him.

Song: Bishop!!!

Bishop turns around.

Song: What's up bro want to battle?

Bishop raises his left eyebrow then lets out a small chuckle. Song looks at Alana.

Song: Alana drop a beat girl.

Alana looks at the camera and signals to cut the camera off.

Alana: The world don't need to see Song embarrass herself tonight

Song: Come on Alana live a little.

Bishop leans against the wall as waits to see what Song has in her.

Song: Yo. yo. yo. They call me Song.

Alana takes the camera and cuts it off herself




Cameras found themselves in the locker room area. It was revealed right away that "The Martyr" himself, Calvin Harris was in the process of getting himself ready for the event. Oddly enough he had an ace bandage in hand to which he was heavily wrapping around his left knee. Pulling the bandage tight around his knee as if it were done to keep it supported. He then pulled his knee pad up that sat on around his ankle and made sure it went right over the ace bandage. Giving his knee a firm pat to make sure all was in place. His eyes found themselves shifting up locking them on the cameras before him.

Calvin Harris: Tonight, you're going to see ten men step into that squared circle under Battle Royal rules. All ten of us are going to be competing for the same goal. Become the number one contender to the SCW Heavyweight Championship. That's the only goal, that's the only focus, and that makes every single man in that ring tonight one of the most dangerous individuals this company has ever seen.

Standing himself up from the position that he was sitting in. Those intense set of eyes seemingly becoming more focused on the cameras before him.

Calvin Harris: It's something about getting the chance to compete for the Heavyweight Championship that forces everyone to step their game up. Something about knowing that one win could get you one step closer to making all your wildest dreams come true puts you on another level compared to what you usually bring to the table. I know I'm good. I've proven it time and time again, but being in this position. I know for a fact that I'm going to be even better. Doesn't mean it's a guaranteed win for me. I'm not that foolish, but at the same time I know I'm going to be fighting with everything I've got. You're practically going to have to knock me out then toss my unconscious body over the top rope to eliminate me.

Confidence seemed to ring out of his voice in that particular moment.

Calvin Harris: I'm aware that to everyone else I'm just a rookie. I'm aware that to everyone else I've done nothing with my time here. I'm aware that next to no one in this match considers me to be a threat. That's perfectly fine. That's their opinion, but at the same time. Opinions are like assholes. Everyone has one, and I've got mine. I might not feel that certain people should have been allowed to compete in this match. I might not feel like certain people should have been given this opportunity. I might not feel that certain people are even worth being in the ring with me, but at the end of the day. My opinion of them doesn't matter. Their opinion of me doesn't matter. What does matter is going the distance in this match. Being the one man that is able to outlast nine others to get a shot at the ultimate prize.

In finding himself right there in front of the cameras. Practically face to face with them, up close and personal. That fire in his eyes was very much there.

Calvin Harris: I've said it once before and therefore I've got no problem saying it again. 2017 is the year that things change for the better. No more coming up short. No more coming in second place. No more better luck next times. All of that is coming to an end and tonight, you're going to see the reincarnation of yours truly.

There still seemed to be a small amount of ego left in the man, despite turning over a new leaf. Using his hand to palm the cameras, he pushed them back a little bit getting them out of his face. By the time the cameraman was able to recover and put the focus back on Calvin. The man known as the Martyr had already made his way out of the locker room door, slamming it shut behind him. In that very moment the cameras found themselves fading from the locker room area and cutting elsewhere for the time being.




The backstage area, minutes before the battle royal is to take place, the camera picks up on the SCW World champion walking through the halls. J2H is seen carrying his title over his shoulder as he moves past a row of people, their eyes glued to the champion as his face tells the story of bitterness and anger. Pussy Willow cautiously approaches him.

Pussy: J! You've been quiet tonight.

He stops in his tracks, looking the reporter up and down before tilting his head towards her.

J2H: I can do what the fuck I want. If I wanna go out to the ring and talk to these people, I will do, if I wanna sit back and watch Rage beat the shit out of Eyesnsane, I will, if I wanna go get the champange on ice for when Melody becomes the SCW Bombshell champion, then I fucking will. The fact is, you wouldn't be seeing me now unless I had to talk about these so called challengers.

Pussy: Do you have any words about them?

He raises his hand, stopping her.

J2H: Before I talk about them, I got one other loser to talk about and that's Travis Nathaniel Andrews.

Pussy: What about Travis?

J2H: Well, I watch the show from top to bottom because let's face it, I'm the best around, and I go the extra mile, so I saw him run his gums to try and be noticed again, and he had to let my name fall from his rubber lips, just so people take notice. I'm a disappointment am I, Travis? Me, the man who has not lost a match for over a year. Maybe Travis should sit and count how many he has won over the last year before he calls me a disappointment. That little joke of a man should come back to me when he has held gold, I mean he couldn't beat anyone for the roulette title, he said he was going to beat Despayre and he lost, he tried against me and got beat, and didn't he lose to Ben Jordan earlier tonight and then get his ass handed to him by Synn?

Pussy just nods her head up and down.

J2H: So who really is the disappointment around here? Thanks for mentioning my name Travis and giving the wrestling world a very good laugh.

Pussy: Moving on J, tonight, ten men will get a chance to become number one contender to the SCW World championship, how do you feel about them?

J2H: Well do we even know if Devereux, Alexander or Acquin will even bother to show up? They've been too quiet lately, so I'll go and talk about the rest of them.

He clears his throat.

J2H: Let's see what we have here, we have that little delivery man Tuscini. Oh, I've owed him a beating for a long time, you see I haven't forgot him calling me out and God knows I've been wanting to put him in his place, but he should be more worried about what I did to the better half of the team, Dmitri, because that will show him his wasting his time. Then you got Steve Ramone, a man who would put his dick in a bacon slicer if it smiled at him. There's a reason Ramone isn't anywhere near the top of the show after years of trying, that shows he's about as good as Tuscini. We got Jamie Dean, the fans favourite in this match, but he's been so depending on his partner for the best part of a year, he'll be like a dear in the headlights out there on his own. We got Calvin Harris, he makes me wonder what it takes to get hired here, because this guy is the kinda guy that wants it all handed to him, if he wins, it will be an embarrassment to wrestling. You agree?

Pussy: I...

J2H: Nevermind. We got Xander Bishop, who can't speak a fucking word of English! Bro, go back to school and learn how to speak, this ain't the ninties, hip hop is dead, as is your chances in this match. Samuel McPherson, the only man who answers every question like a toothless redneck with straw hanging out of his mouth. Will you get your ass kicked if you're lucky to win this match Samuel.... The world you're looking for is yaaaaaarrrrrp. That leaves us with the keyboard warrior prick from Twitter Jeremiah Hardin. Did you ask your masters permission to be in this match? Are they allowing you to leave them for five minutes to get thrown over the rope. Let me spell this one out for you Hardin, you got more chance of winning Miss World than winning this match or ever stepping up to me. You hear that bro?

Pussy: So who do you think will win this match?

J2H smirks at Pussy.

J2H: Who gives a fuck? There's not one man that's gonna be in the ring that will ever be able to rip this belt away from me. Now get out of my way, I gotta go watch ten losers think they're special.

J2H walks past Pussy as the camera cuts elsewhere.




We see "Stoner" Scott Oliver making his way to the dressing room of James Tuscini to conduct a pre-match interview. He arrives and knocks on the door. Pinky del Ferrando opens the door and invites Scott in. Scott takes a seat on the chair next to the couch. James Tuscini and Pinky del Ferrando take a seat on the couch. The cameraman sets his equipment up in a location to catch everyone during the interview.

Scott: James it has been about two weeks since Sandy Erwin declined your second marriage proposal and then she moved to Chicago. Do you have any comments on this item?

James: Ask me a question on something I give a damn about.

Scott: Okay. Tonight you are involved in a 10-Man Battle Royal with the winner of the Battle Royal earning a shot at J2H and the World Championship at Inception II Pay-per-View. You are already scheduled for a Tag Team title match against Jet City as Inception II. Care to comment on how this situation might work out should you win the Battle Royal and now be involved in two title shot matches at Inception II?

James: I already discussed that in my segment I aired early last week. Stop asking stupid question that have already been answered. Either ask new and relevant questions or leave.

Scott: Do you feel confident you will win the Battle Royal?

James: Of course. Any wrestler who enters a match who is not confident they will win will only end up losing the match.

Scott: How about you Pinky? Are you doing okay lately? No more hallucinations?

Pinky: The only mental images I am getting is beating the shot out of you for asking stupid questions. As James stated either ask new and relevant questions or leave.

Scott: Damn! You two have taken some piss and vinegar medication or something. Why are you so irritated?

Pinky: Because we don't like your stupid questions Scott.

Scott: Sorry but I do the best I can. Concerning the Battle Royal are there any wrestlers you can honestly say you are concerned about being involved in this match?

James: J2H and the Guest Commentator immediately comes to mind. I know he doesn't want to face me so I have to have Pinky keep an eye on him to prevent him from interfering in the match to keep me from winning.

Scott: You don't honestly believe J2H would do that do you?

James: I absolutely believe J2H would do anything to ensure he faces any of the ten wrestlers except to have to face me. Pinky will take care of anyone, even if that means stopping J2H from interfering in the match, if that's what it takes to ensure I obtain a clean and honest win in the Battle Royal.

Scott: Back to the other part of my question. Of the nine wrestlers you are facing are there any you feel have the best chance of winning other than you referring to yourself?

James: Steve Ramone is always an unknown in any match. He can be totally awesome or totally lame. It depends on which Steve Ramone he brings to the ring tonight. Jeremiah Hardin made a great return to active wrestling taking out Dax Beckett so I could see him in the hunt. Never count out a wrestler like Samuel McPherson. I've faced off against this monster of a man and although some may think he is a mindless bumbling moron I assure you this man knows his way around the wrestling ring and his wrestling talents are exceptional. So if for some reason I am not the one to win the Battle Royal there's a good chance one of the three I mentioned will win it.

Scott: Is there anything else either of you want to say before we close this interview session?

Pinky: You all get off my ass about the recent Teddy Bear incidents or I will pay you a visit and personally shut you up. It is a situation that happened and I'm over it so you get over it also.

James: For J2H I want you to know I've every intention of winning this Battle Royal to come after the World Championship Title Belt. For Jet City you two need to stop with the lame excuses that Unholy Alliance cheated, maneuvered, and attacked, to get our way to earning a shot at the Tag Team Championship. We didn't cheat but we did get in your face to prove we are worthy for a shot at the Tag Belts. We didn't maneuver anything except to perform fantastic wrestling which maneuvered us into a shot at you two at Inception II. When you want to talk about being attacked review the video of Climax Control 168. Make sure you watch what took place before, during, and after our match and you will see you were the instigators of the attacks. Payback is a bitch and payback occurs at Inception II.

Scott: Thanks for your time for this interview. I wish you the best of luck in your Battle Royal match.

James: I don't need luck when I have the skill.

Scott and his cameraman leave the dressing room and head off to conduct other interviews.




Justin: The following match is the 10 men over the top rope Battle Royal to determine the number one contendership for the SCW world heavyweight championship!!!

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.

Justin: Please welcome your guest commentator, he is the SCW World Heavyweight Champion, he is J2H!

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.

Simone: This is a brave move.

Adams: Or stupid.

He moves towards the center of the ring, looking around all ten men before pointing to himself and the title. He smirks at them all one more time before stepping out of the ring and towards the commentary table

Simone: Here comes the man that will find out who he will be facing for his championship belt!!!

Adams: The man to beat!!!

Justin: Currently in the ring are the competitors!!! James Tuscini!! Blade Alexander!!! Steve Ramone!! Jeremiah Hardin!! Joshua Acquin!!!! Samuel Devereaux!! Xander Bishop! Jamie Dean!! Calvin Harris and Samuel McPherson!!!!

All the wrestlers get a mixed reaction from the crowd as the bell has rang, causing all the wrestlers to charge into each other.

DING DING DING!

We can see Samuel McPherson go right for former Roulette champion James Tuscini as the Monstimals and Unholy Alliance had a few fierce battles. Ramone trading blows with Bishop while Harris has ducked a big clothesline from Acquin as he drops him hard with a clothesline of his own. Grabbing Acquin by the head before whipping him in the ropes and drops him into the ropes again with a dropkick. Acquin is leaning into the ropes as we see Harris charge into him with a running clothesline that sends Acquin to the outside in a shocking turn events

Justin: The first wrestler to be eliminated is Joshua Acquin!!!

Simone: Wow that was quick!!

J2H: Really?? I never thought that Acquin had any potential to hang with anyone in the SCW, let alone with yours truly. I proved that when I beat him.

In a far corner we can see Samuel Devereaux and Jamie Dean work over the big tiger Jeremiah Hardin as they whip him in the ropes and set him up for a double back body drop. But Hardin manages to stop before them. Pounding Jamie Dean hard in the back as that causes him to drop hard on the canvas before grabbing Samuel Devereaux and dropping hard with a Powerbomb like move. Before grabbing him by the head and dragging him across the ring before whipping him in the corner and chokes him with a big boot. In the ring we see Calvin turn around and walks straight into a shotblock from Blake Alexander. Causing him Harris to hold on to his painful leg that he has injured prior to coming to the SCW

Adams: The Meniscus tear!!

J2H: Oh I'm feeling so sorry for this idiot, oh wait I'm not. Hell, don't compete if your injured you dumb fuck.

Alexander starts to kick at the painful leg before grabbing the leg of Harris and locks him in a single leg Boston Crab submission hold. Causing to injured the painful leg even more as Harris can be seen crawling towards the ropes with a painful look on his face. As we see Hardin grabbing Devereaux and whips him in the ropes. Where Devereaux stops him with dropping Hardin's face across the knee before attempting to whip him over the top rope. But Hardin manages to land on the ring apron as Devereaux charges into him as the Big Tiger manages to kick him in the face as that staggers him. he then grabs him by the waist and executes a modified Belly to Belly suplex as he lets him drop on the ring apron before Devereaux falls onto the outside while Hardin manages to hold on to the ropes to remain in the match before sliding back in the ring.

Justin: The second wrestler to be eliminated is Samuel Devereaux!!!

J2H: Hahahahaha, what a shocker that a man with zero talent couldn't last in the ring

On the other side of the ring we see that Samuel McPherson has a choke hold on Tuscini as we can see Uncle Pinky scream him on to get back into it against the giant powerhouse. The hold gets temporarily broken up by Ramone as he gets whipped into the back of the big monster. Causing Samuel to let go of Tuscini and grabs the former Roulette champion by the back of his head with both hands and delivers several series of headbutts to the back of Ramone's head.

Simone: Samuel must be the biggest threat to your championship champ.

J2H: Devereaux?? Wasn't he eliminated??

Adams: Uhm, McPherson champ.

J2H: That big oaf??? Oh hell no. He reminds me of an uglier version of Shrek.

Adams: That would make Raab, Fiona.

J2H: Are you trying to make me throw up?

Alexander has let go off the hold of the submission hold on Harris as he sees how Tuscini is trying to find back his senses after the attack of McPherson. Alexander thinks he can make a name for himself by eliminating Tuscini as he runs to the ropes and comes charging on Tuscini. Who in the final moment sidesteps and grabs Alexander by the head and uses his own momentum against him by whipping him over the top rope to the outside.

Justin: The next elimination is Blade Alexander!!!

J2H: Yawn, boring. As quick as he came back, that no one is gone again.

Simone: Perhaps champ, but it was a smart move from Tuscini.

J2H: yeah yeah, whatever

In the meantime we suddenly see Jamie Dean run for the big Tiger Jeremiah Hardin as he delivers a series of kicks to the upper leg of Hardin before kicking him in the shin. There he drops to his knee as we see Tusicni going for a kick to the face of Bishop, who catches him by the leg and executes a catapult that sends Tusicni over the top rope to the outside. There Bishop sets himself up for a running suicide dive through the ropes but is met by a kick by Harris who limps on his painful leg as it clearly got him hurt. He stumbles around, trying to hold on to the ropes as to release some of the pressure off his painful leg. Giving Tuscini the chance to get back in the ring and executes a big time DDT in the middle of the ring that gets the fans excited

J2H: Yeah impressive move, but uh. You got to eliminate your opponent by throwing over the top rope you damn Italian hippie

Simone: Hippie???

J2H: Yeah, he just looks like he smells all the way from here.

McPherson finally lets go off the grip that he had on Ramone, who drops to his knees as he is clearly out of it. McPherson grabs him by the head and lifts him over his shoulder before going for the corner. Where we see Jamie Dean charge in on him, but the big monster delivers a big boot to the face of Dean before dropping Ramone to the outside.

Justin: Steve Ramone has been eliminated.

J2H: Back to the opening matches for you Mr. 80's, and get ya fucking hair cut!

McPherson grabs Dean before a big forearm blasts him across the back by Hardin as that causes the big monster to turn around and dropping Jamie Dean.

Adams; Uh oh...., the big guys are going to get it on!!!

J2H: Can I order a pizza??

Simone: Err, shouldn't you be paying attention to the match??

J2H: Every time I see Tuscini, I think pizza. I'll add some pepperoni's too

The two giants blast each other with heavy forearms as we see Bishop getting to his feet when suddenly Jamie Dean charges in on him and falls to the outside through the middle rope as Bishop pulled down the middle rope as he fell down on his back. Bishop then turns his attention to the limping Harris where he grabs him by the leg and pulls hard on the painful leg. Causing Harris to look on with a painful look on his face as Bishop drives a few elbows into the shin before setting him up for dropping on his back when he tries to trip the other leg. But Harris manages to jump upwards when Bishop attempts the move and hits Bishop hard in the back of his head with an enziguri. Only to drop hard on his stomach with a painful look on his face from the painful things that were done to him.

Adams: I think we need medics for this guy, I'm sure he cannot go on like this!!!

Tusicni takes advantage of the given opportunity that was presented to him as he grabs Bishop by the tights and head and delivers an Irish Whip that sends the newcomer over the top rope and on to the ground. Causing some of the fans to boo the fact that Bishop got eliminated, but the member of the Unholy Alliance doesn't care.

Justin: The following member to be eliminated is Xander Bishop!!

J2H: That's called elimination in and out of that hip hop gibberish bullshit language he speaks.

The new guy walks to the back as the fans applaud his efforts in the match as we see James Tuscini talk to the fans, mocking them as he tells them that he was using his head when suddenly from out of nowhere Jamie Dean runs out and grabs the former Roulette champion from behind and tosses him to the outside by grabbing his tights.

Justin: The next wrestler to be eliminated is James Tuscini!!!

J2H: Remember Tuscini, extra pepperoni's bitch!

The fans cheer as Tuscini is in shock, as he is trying to talk to the Holly, trying to convince her that there was some kind of injustice happening to him. But she has none of it and tells him that he is eliminated.

Simone: We are down to the final four!!

Adams: Woohoo!!

J2H: My thoughts entirely Jason, sooner this is over, sooner I can go

The big monsters are still trading blows until Hardin manages to get a knee in the midsection of Samuel and then delivers a Sidewalk Slam that drops the big monster. This to a huge shock of the fans, that didn't believe what just happened. Out of nowhere we see both Jamie and the limping Calvin Harris grabbing Hardin from behind as they are trying to push him into the ropes and to eliminate him to the outside. Hardin is holding on to the ropes before placing his long arm towards the ring apron as his hand pushes off the ring apron in an attempt to stop the two men for throwing him to the outside. His strength and the fact that Harris is injured makes it almost impossible for them to eliminate the big man until

Simone: Samuel McPherson!!!

The big man from the Monstimals kicks Harris in the back of his leg, causing him to fall down and hold on to his painful leg once more. Then Samuel pounds away at Jamie Dean before turning his attention towards Hardin, who is trying to get back to his feet. Just as he turns around he gets kicked in the face by a huge kick to the face. That sends Hardin into the ropes as he gets clotheslined with a huge clothesline from the Monstimal member to the outside.

Adams: GOOD GOD!!

Justin: The next wrestler to be eliminated is Jeremiah Hardin!!!

J2H: Stick to talking shit on Twitter bitch, cause as piss poor as that is, it's better than your skills in the ring

Simone: And now there is three men, one monster of domination, Jamie Dean and a man that is trying to stand on one leg.

Adams: My money is on the big guy.

J2H: I only bet on myself. It's a sure thing that way

Samuel slowly turns around and stares at the carnage that awaits him, we see Jamie getting to his feet as he stares into the eyes of the big monster that slowly walks over towards him. trying to impress him with his girth and sheer power as we see Jamie gets back in the corner, seemingly no way out for the smaller former tag team champion.

Simone: How will Jamie get out of this?? These two know each other very well during the days that they thought over the tag titles.

Calvin Harris has managed to pull himself up to his knees as he is resting on the middle rope while a camera looks on his painful look on his face. Sweat and tears pouring over his face as we see Jasmine St. John checking on him if he thinks he can still continue this match. Harris nods yes as he slowly pulls himself back upon his feet

Adams: This guy is nuts!!!

Harris stumbles over towards the two men as Samuel tries to pound away at Jamie Dean, but the smaller guy manages to escape the slower man. He runs to the ropes and sets himself up for a flying forearm that staggers the big man a few steps back. Jamie goes for a running dropkick and this pushes the big man to the ropes as he staggers a little bit. Jamie goes for the ropes one more time and goes for a cross body block that gets caught by Samuel who then tosses him to the outside as Jamie lands on the ring apron while holding on to the ropes.

Simone: Wow that was close!!!

Samuel believes he has eliminated Jamie as he stalks over to the seemingly crippled Calvin Harris. Staggering over him as his size dwarfs the little man and his limp doesn't help him much more. Calvin backs off as escapes the grabbing clutches of Samuel as he sidesteps and goes for a Pele Kick. That staggers the big man a little bit in the ropes as Calvin measures him and hobbles over to the ropes and we see him try to execute a flying forearm. Only to be caught by Samuel by the throat in a choke grip that will only mean one thing.

Adams: Choke Slam coming up!!!!

Samuel lifts Calvin up and tosses him to the outside with one hand as he chokeslams him to the concrete floor. Causing the fans to boo Samuel and cheer on the name of Calvin Harris as they have enjoyed his effort. Samuel thinks he has won as he stands over Calvin still in the ring. He extends his arms in victory when suddenly Jamie Dean climbs the top turnbuckles close to Samuel, he then jumps off and executes a Hurricanrana close to the ropes as he holds on to the top rope and using his leg strength to pull the upper body of Samuel to the ropes and on to the outside as the big monster attempts to fight it. Pulling Jamie by his legs as Jamie suddenly wraps his legs around the neck of Samuel in a choke like hold as that slowly causes Samuel to fade before being pulled to the outside by Jamie Dean while falling on the ring apron as the bell has rang.

Justin: Samuel McPherson has been eliminated as the final elimination!! Therefore the winner and NEW number one contender for the world title!!! Jamie Dean!!!!!

Simone: Jamie Dean is going to Inception II to face this man right here.

Adams: This man right here is not looking impressed.

J2H stands up, looking at the victorious Jamie Dean with a smile on his face, almost laughing at him in the ring.

J2H: Really? This is the guy who's gonna take me on?

He pulls the headphones off his head and drops them on to the table before picking up the World championship belt and moving towards the ring, laughing at Jamie.

Simone: Well this is disrespectful from the champion.

Adams: Jamie Dean just over came nine men to earn the right to be the number one contender.

J2H steps up on the ring apron, laughing at Jamie Dean and pointing as he raises the SCW World title above his head. Jamie motions for the title belt around his waist but J2H shakes his head. J2H puts a leg between the ropes, looking to step in but the crowd start to boo as Rage slides in the ring behind him.

Simone: Don't turn around.

Adams: Or you gonna see my heart breaking.... Sorry, it's a song.

J2H points behind Jamie Dean but Rage spins Jamie around, wrapping his hand around the number one contenders throat and lifting him high in the air and dropping him down with a thunderous chokeslam!

Simone: Son of a b...

Adams: Bean bag! Man I'm getting good at these.

Simone: Jamie just went through all of that only to be blindsided.

The crowd instantly boo louder and J2H enters the ring. He nods his head towards Rage, holding the title above his head before looking down at Jamie Dean and slowly shakes his head.

Adams: The champion has sent a powerful message to his latest challenger.




The backstage area is on screen from the Tropicana Ballroom. Everything looked so formal and proper, a clear difference from the regular backstage wrestlers are often familiar with. The camera moves and soon uncovers the source of the cheers escalating; the SCW Roulette Champion Ryan Keys stands in the back again. Though he seems to be a bit more confident with himself, though his white button up shirt seems to have been opened up more, an advice he's gotten mostly all night. Even after the many people he's talked to he still hasn't handled how to hold his title.

Blue eyes look around the area and he feels relief once he spots someone that can help him. Or at least make him feel less nervous. If anyone was there to help it would be Sam Marlowe. Waving his hands and smiling he wanted to catch her attention.

Ryan: Hey! Sam, over here. I need to talk to you about something.

He said in the calmest way possible as Ryan struggled a bit when the title kept slipping off of him. Never in his dreams would he had ever thought that something he's worked so hard for would give him this much trouble.

Dressed in a pair of dark slim jeans and a Sam Marlowe tee, Sam turns and then moves towards Ryan Keys. Stopping in front of him, she reaches up and straightens the belt on Ryan's shoulder and then grasps his hand and sets it slowly on the faceplate to hold it in place. Once she sees that he's got a grip on the belt she steps back and offers him a smile.

Sam Marlowe: Hey Doc, looks like you were having a bit of a problem with that new belt you just won. I found it really hard to hold onto mine at first too but you get used to it. Congrats by the way. I bet you are over the moon with the win.

Ryan stays put and lets Sam position him. It honestly felt a lot better to hold the title this way. Even still he feared to look a nervous wreck. Breathing slowly he lets out a breath of relief.

Ryan: Thank you. I don't get it. I knew they were heavy, but not this heavy. You could probably see me stubble with it when the referee gave it to me. But you are right. If it wasn't for the pain on my back I would have jumped all the way to the back.

Under the young champion's shirt some bandages are seen outlining it. That last match really took a toll on him, but in the end he got when he was working so hard for.

Ryan: But hey I am glad to see you. I wanted to thank you for all those treat you sent me over the holidays, and if I could be greedy I wanted to ask you can make a few more. They are reeeeeally good.

He really liked then, and the bosses didn't allow him to eat any sweets ever. So Sam's cookies were his only salvation. Sam nods as she lets a small smile curl one side of her lips.

Sam Marlowe: No thanks needed at all. I always bake way too much for Christmas and I love sharing. So I guess this means you want to have me make you more treats when I do my baking for the week huh? Any preferences or just more of the same?

Holding up one hand like a notepad, she pretends to take his order for more sweets.

Ryan: More of the same can be nice.

He laughs a bit as his nervousness starts to melt away. Leave it to Sam to immediately help in a situation without having to do much but be herself which is no surprise that she's a part of charity events.

Ryan: Now that my order is out of the way I wanted to ask if you have any tips you could give me about holding one of these.

It was not that often that Ryan ever was near a championship, let alone hold one. This was all so new to him that it felt strange. But he earned this title fair and square. That's what kept him going. Sam thinks for a moment as she crosses her arms over her chest.

Sam Marlowe: The only advice I can give is never take for granted that you can rest on your laurels as champion. As much as Laurel might be a great place to be resting, you need to remember that anyone can win the title on any day so you need to want to win it more than anyone else.

She brings her right hand up and taps at her nose as she wrinkles it to contemplate her next comment.

Sam Marlowe: And secondly, keep up your confidence. You are the champion and you won it fair and square and didn't have to cheat to win it. So stand proud and tall and no one can beat you.

He listens quietly to understand. And she was right. Ryan's has had more losses than wins here on SCW. Just because he was a champion it didn't mean that he was invincible. That was pretty much the best lesson he could learn right now. Even he didn't know who Laurel was.

Ryan: That actually makes me feel a whole lot better. It's no wonder you're so close you getting your championship back. Maybe after Inception II you'll get the chance. You have been doing nothing but good out there.

Week after week Sam has been voted the fan favorite face on SCW. That was worth something. Ryan moves the title over his shoulder a bit and almost drops it again, but lucky for him he learns quickly.

Sam Marlowe: I'll get my title back eventually but right now, it is all you Ryan! And I know you will do great.

Sam impulsively gives him a hug then pulls back with a smile. Ryan nods with a smile before returning the sudden hug with a chuckle. He's missed being around this much.

Ryan: I can't say thank you enough. It's just been a great year all around, and it can just get better. But right now I'll just relax back here, an then visit the bosses. I think that will go well.

Pulling away again, Sam pats him on the shoulder just under the belt slightly jostling it and then just as quickly setting it straight once more.

Sam Marlowe: Congrats again Ryan and can't wait to see you keep the belt for a long time like I know you will. Later Champ Doc!

With a final smile, Sam turns and heads down the hallway towards the bombshell locker room. And as she leaves Ryan goes back to holding his title right and watching the TV screen that was showing off the show. Now as Champion he's gonna have to be a bit more tactical and keep an eye out for any type of competition.





INTERNET CHAMPIONSHIP
Synn and Angel are banned from ringside!
DESPAYRE (c) vs CHRIS SHIPMAN




Backstage in the men's dressing room, we find Despayre seated on the floor with his legs crossed, playing with Angel while Synn is having a discussion with Gabriel in the background.

Gabriel: It's your first match in how long? Ten? Twelve years?

Synn: Don't be so dramatic. I competed with Joshua at Summer XXXTreme just a few years ago.

Gabriel: Yeah! Against the Surf Boys. You could have those two alone in the ring and they'd still come out on the losing end.

Synn turns his head to look at Gabriel with a raised brow and Gabriel smirked and held up his hands in mock surrender.

Gabriel: Not that your win wasn't stellar and impressive, big guy! I'm just saying, that was a tag team match...

Synn: Against former World Champions.

Gabriel: ... Yeah, but this is singles. You're on your own. You haven't wrestled in singles since the old GXW! That's over twelve, maybe thirteen years ago.

Synn shakes his head.

Synn: Your confidence in me is simply astounding, Gabriel. Really it is.

Gabriel: Look, I....

But before the former two-time champion can speak further, the dressing room door swings open with a bang, startling Despayre who falls back and clutches Angel! He looks up with wide eyes as Christian underwood walks into the room, looking incredibly annoyed. The boss marches over to face Synn, passing Despayre and all but ignoring Gabriel.

Christian: Would you mind telling me what the HELL all that was about!?

Synn raises his eyebrows and answers sarcastically.

Synn: I'm afraid you lost me, Christian. You'll have to be more specific.

Christian: You know damn well what I'm talking about! That business between you and Travis! If he has a concussion and can't compete at Inception II, I am holding you responsible!

Synn sneers.

Synn: I'm sure the little waste of air will be just fine. He never misses out on a chance to be in some spotlight.

Christian sets his hands on his hips and glares at Synn.

Synn: And for the record, in case you forgot, it wasn't that long ago where the same piece of garbage attacked me from behind and attacked him...!

Pointing at Despayre who is looking back and forth between his dad and Christian, like a tennis match.

Synn: ... In yet another sad attempt to worm his way into yet another title match. A title match 'you' told me you were going to approve of until Mark inserted himself and booked him against myself instead!

Synn leans in closer to Christian.

Synn: It's a little something called revenge.

Christian takes a step back.

Christian: The only thing this whole ordeal proved is that you can't be trusted not to ruin a perfectly good thing, so I'm going to have to get involved again.

Synn: What are you talking about?

Christian: You and Travis? Do whatever you want to each other. It's a done deal. But Despayre's defense against Shipman?

The mention of the match raises Despayre's attention and he looks back up at the arguing men.

Christian: That I am not risking you doing anything to ruin. Too much is riding on the title matches, and that one has a lot of animosity.

Gabriel: What are you going to do? cancel it?

Christian: Hardly!

he turns to Synn.

Christian: I know too well the history between you and Shipman, and after he attacked you, I'm not taking chances that you'll do with him what you did with Travis tonight! So big guy?

This time it's Christian who leans in close.

Christian: Consider yourself banned from ringside.

Synn: What!?

Christian turns and starts to leave without another word, but he pauses and holds up a hand in thought.

Christian: Oh, and just for shits and giggles...

He points at the teddy bear in the Internet Champion's lap.

Christian: Consider Angel banned as well.

Despayre cries out in alarm.

Despayre: No!

Christian winks at Despayre and clucks his tongue before shutting the door behind him, leaving Synn and Gabriel glaring after him and Despayre clutching his best friend, terrified at the thought of not having his dad or bestie out there at ringside for him!




"Your Own Drum" by Sully Erna hits the speakers of the arena, and Dying Breed walk out to the stage, microphones in hand, and Andrew Garcia brings the mic up to his face.

Andrew: Cut the music!!!

The music then stops, and Ivan Darrell speaks as the duo walk down the ramp towards the ring.

Ivan: We are back inside the six sided ring after a two month hiatus, which was partly due to Andrew and my wedding, which Christian Underwood knew about when we discussed our return to SCW months ago. We wanted to keep our engagement and wedding ceremony private, hence why we never talked about it until now. Now I bet many of you are wondering why we decided to return last week and save Dax Beckett from that heinous attack from the duo known as the Bad Boys, Giani Di Luca and Mickey Carroll, 2 men we know a lot about from their time in SCW.

Ivan takes a deep breath, and Andrew speaks up as they enter the 6 sided ring.

Andrew: Well, it is very simple. When Ivan and I returned from our honeymoon, we had a voicemail from our manager, Casey Williams, with a promising offer. Casey was contacted by his mentor and friend Spike Staggs, who asked Casey to have us keep an eye on Dax, and treat Dax the way Spike treated Casey, with the utmost respect. We took it upon on us to take Casey and Spike's offer and hung out with Dax backstage, invited Dax into our home back in Vegas, the whole nine yards, to see if we could work some sort of alliance out.

Andrew smiles reflecting on the bonds made with Dax over the last month.

Ivan: After talking with Dax in our home, we all agreed on working together, watching each others backs, working together as a unit. When those punks Giani and Mickey attacked Dax last week, Andrew and I couldn't sit idly by and let our new friend take a beating like the one he took post match. Therefore, Andrew and I made our return a little sooner than we originally planned, but we had to honor an agreement, so we did what we had to do to honor said agreement.

Dying Breed drops the mics and leave the ring, proud of what they have accomplished.





TAG TEAM MATCH
EVIE BAANG and MISS MINNIE vs THE FALLEN




Referee Drew Patton steps through the ring ropes and enters the six-sided ring. He walks over and takes his position in the near corner as Justin Decent stands center ring, ready to begin the final introductions.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is the Main Event of Climax Control! It is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship!

The cameras scan back to ring side while the lighting in the arena dims down to nothing. In the background a techno bass drum solo comes to life on the personal address system, before an array of bright coloured lights start flickering sporadically. "I'm laid back, I'm feeling this"? sounds, alerting the crowd to the beginning of let's get ridiculous by Red Foo. As the arena comes to life with a night club vibe the lighting at the top of the ramp picks up. The lighting picks up the movement of the black curtains being pushed to the side and out walks two large muscular men. The men are dressed only in a pair of white shiny pants, while their shoes are made out to be horse hooves on top of their heads in a large Unicorn head hiding their identity. As the two shirtless giants make their way onto the stage, it's brought to everyone attention that they are each dragging a long thick piece of white rope. As the two men continue down the walkway, the item that they are pulling finally pops out from behind the curtain.

Justin: Introducing first, the challenger! Making her way to the ring, weighing in at one hundred and twenty nine pounds, from St. Helena California she is Sin City Wrestling's Little Miss Sunshine Meeeeeellloooody Grrraaaaacee!!!

The fans come to life with cheers as now on top of the stage Melody is seen sitting on top of a carnival ride. She's seated on a large white Unicorn who is sliding up and down a golden pole; similar to a merry go round. Sitting side saddle in-between the wings of the unicorn Pegasus Melody starts waving adoringly to her fans, who are cheering her on. The two giant men drag the Carnival ride to the middle of the ramp way before each setting down their ropes and making their way towards the moving horned horse. Both men reach up and grab onto Melody's delicate figure and help her down from the unicorn. Giving each of the boys a firm hug the bubbly blonde takes off towards the ring slapping the fans hands along her way. While the men drag her noble steed back up the ramp, Melody finally reaches the ring steps that she quickly runs up. Walking along the ring apron giving the fans a little shake of her tail feathers before stepping over the middle rope Mel enters the ring. Making her way around the six sided ring Melody is waving wildly at the fans, while dancing unable to contain her excitement. As her theme dies down of the personal address system Melody makes her way over to her corner and takes off her furry hood making sure that she puts it down gently.

Simone: It has been a long time coming but nobody can deny the fact that Melody Grace has earned this golden opportunity!

Adams: Sure she has! I can count on one hand the number of times Melody has lost period, let alone lost in 2016!

Simone: She certainly has come a long way since her Odette and Despayre 'fangirl' days.

Melody shakes Drew's hand and hugs Justin in an excited manner before she is directed to her corner.

Justin: And her opponent...!

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THE SILVER SCREEN QUEEN IS HERE!!!!

I'm Coming Out by Diana Ross begins to blast all across the speakers and as that happens we are able to see Crystal Millar emerging through the backstage curtain and the roaring boos of the crowd cheers her in greeting. Crystal smiles as her grouping of paparazzi gather up in front of the ring and they snag photo after of the Latina beauty. She walks down the ramp as she begins to slap the random hand outstretched towards her. The crowd cheers loudly in return as they glance back at the Hollywood hottie.

Justin: She is the reigning and defending World Bombshell Champion! From Detroit, Michigan, weighing one hundred and fifteen pounds ... Crystal Millar!

Her following of paparazzi meet her as does a red carpet. She takes in appeal of the cameras smiling as flashes begin to go off one after another. She then runs up the steps where she walks towards the middle of the apron. She blows kisses out to the crowd before she drops into a split entering the ring. The crowd begins to go nuts and she waits patiently for the match to begin.

Adams: Wow. She's really started to see some different `tude from the fans, isn't she?

Simone: Maybe because Crystal herself is beginning to show some different `tude of her own. It almost seems as if she's finally starting to appreciate the crowd's support.

Adams: Yeah. .... How many times does this make now?

Crystal removes the world title belt from around her waist and holds it up with one hand and the crowd cheers as Melody stares at the gold!

Simone: One thing can not be denied, and that is Crystal's success as the World Champion!

Crystal hands the belt over to Drew who takes it over to Melody who pats it with both hands and smiles at the official.

Simone: The butterflies that have to be going through that poor girl's belly.

Drew then holds the championship up high for all corners to see and the crows applauds! He then passes the gold out to Justin Decent and the official calls for the bell!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

The first thing done is the challenger, Melody, steps out of her corner and to the center of the ring where she extends her hand in an offer of good sportsmanship. Crystal stares at her hand, and then at her.

Adams: A month ago I'd have to wonder if this was a good idea.

Simone: I'd have to ask if it was a wise move now.

Crystal then surprises some by extending her own hand and accepting, shaking Melody's hand. The gesture is greeted with a round of applause.

Adams: Well surprise, surprise!

The two young women then circle the ring, Melody bouncing in excitement as Crystal claps her hands, rallying the crowd. They pause and lock up, and immediately Crystal ducks behind her challenger and grabs her in a rear waist lock. Melody struggles to break Crystal's grip but the champion has her hands locked and Grace is unable. The challenger then goes the unorthodox route and does a cartwheel, breaking Crystal's hold and at the same time, twisting her right arm into an arm wringer.

Simone: Very creative counter there by Melody.

Adams: Melody has an unusual style. Crystal's going to have to find a way to counter that if she wants to retain.

Crystal is on her knees, wincing in pain, as Melody twists her arm into an over head wrist lock, bending her hand back and keeping control of the champion. Crystal works her way to her feet, then somersaults over and reverses the wrist lock into an extended one of her own.

Simone: Say what you will about her attitude changes, but Crystal wouldn't be where she is today if she was unable to handle her own inside of that ring.

Crystal holds on tight as Melody winces in pain, Millar keeping her opponent right where she wants her. Melody, however, has other ideas and she somersaults over, breaking the hold. Jumping to her feet, she grabs Crystal swiftly into a side headlock with one arm, then switches it out for the other and hip tosses her over to the mat, retaining the hold! Crystal counters, using her legs to grab Melody into a head scissors but Melody kicks free! Once both are on their feet, Crystal grabs Melody into a head lock and returns the favor, hip tossing Miss Grace over to the mat, and Melody in turn grabs her into a head scissors! Crystal kicks free and both women are up and in a ready stance, facing off as the crowd cheers and applauds!

Simone: What a display of chain wrestling by these two young women!

Adams: The fans sure are loving it and so am I!

The two pause, catching their breath from the exchange, before they once again lock up. Crystal is the first to take advantage, grabbing Melody's arm into an arm lock, then twists it into an overhead wrist lock, causing Melody to bend backward at the waist. Crystal uses her leg to trip Melody, taking her to the mat and retaining the hold as Drew asks Crystal if she pulled the hair or tights and Crystal denies.

Adams: Am I crazy or is Crystal being honest?

Simone: Yes and yes.

Melody manages to sit up first, then get to her feet, and she turns her way inside out to duck behind Crystal, locking her into a hammer lock.

Adams: Melody's not too shabby with the reversals either!

Drew asks Crystal if she wants to submit but she shakes her head, refusing.

Adams: How embarrassing would it be to lose the world title because of a hammerlock!?

Melody then trips Crystal to the canvas face and chest first, then somersaults over into a bridge, forcing Millar's arm even FURTHER up her back! Crystal howls in pain and pounds the mat, but continues to shake her head "no" at Drew's asking if she yields!

Simone: Well if it could happen, that right there would be the reason why!

At realizing Crystal was not going to submit, Melody rolls over, maintaining the hammerlock as she gets back to her feet. Crystal then reaches up with her free arm and breaks the hold, snapmaring Melody over her shoulder. Melody jumps to her feet and Crystal sweeps her legs out from under her and dives on top of her for a pin!

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Melody kicks out right away!

And before Melody can even get to her feet, Crystal hits her low with a dropkick right to the head, knocking her back down!

Simone: It looks like Crystal is done with the feeling out process.

Adams: Time to get to work!

Melody rolls back into the corner in a seated position and Crystal comes racing in with a hip attack, sandwiching her head between the corner and her own backside!

Adams: Oo! As if Melody's brains weren't scrambled enough!

Crystal drags her to her feet and goes for an Irish whip into the ropes but Melody reverses it and sends Crystal in instead! Crystal comes off and they collide with a shoulder block, the end result being the challenger getting knocked flat on her back! Crystal races into the ropes and hops over Melody, rebounding off the far side! Melody then leapfrogs over Crystal and as the champion comes off the far side, Melody throws her over with an arm drag, followed up by a dropkick! Melody then grabs her opponent and sends her into the ropes, and Crystal jumps onto the middle rope and springboards back into an arm drag of her own, throwing Melody over!

Adams: I can't believe the fast paced action we're seeing!

Simone: I bet J2H is watching backstage with pride.

Melody is back up and she charges for a clothesline but Crystal blocks it with her own arm, then uses her arm to reel Melody in and sends her into the ropes for a clothesline attempt of her own, but Melody ducks behind and goes for a Crucifix but turns it into as sunset flip, sliding down the champion's back! Crystal counters, dropping right away to her knees on Grace's shoulders for the pin!

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Melody uses her legs to sunset flip Crystal back into a pin of her own!

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Crystal rolls backwards and jackknifes Melody into a pin!

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Melody rolls over, laying back down across Crystal's sternum!

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Crystal shows some strength by bridging up and turning it around and attempting a backslide, but Melody is fighting it!

Adams: These two birds are really giving the fans a show!

They are both trying to pull the other over into a backslide when Crystal ALMOST wins out, pulling Melody over but Melody flips out and lands on her feet in front of the champion where she strikes, laying Crystal out with a Chick Kick!

Adams: What a shot!

Crystal goes down like she was shot and Melody scrambles to make the cover!

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Crystal gets her shoulder up!

Simone: She should have hooked the leg! We may have ended up with a new champion had Melody Grace only hooked the leg!

Melody starts to pull her to her feet and Crystal shoves her away. Melody comes back with a forearm strike to the side of Crystal's head, and Crystal answers back with a shot of her own, but Melody grabs her by the head and drops into a split jawbreaker! Crystal staggers back, holding her jaw, and Melody races into the ropes for an attack but Crystal brings a big boot up, but Melody grabs her foot, blocking it, and Crystal counters by using her other foot for an Enzugari, laying Melody out!

Simone: Neither of these Bombshells have been able to keep control over the other!

Crystal peels Melody up off of the canvas, scoops her up and plants her with a body slam! Crystal then hops over her and onto the middle rope, catapulting herself back into a moonsault onto Melody's sternum and an immediate cover!

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Melody gets her shoulder up!

Adams: Now it's Crystal who didn't hook the leg!

Simone: Being the world champion, you'd think she would know better.

Crystal holds Melody down onto the mat face-first, grapevining her legs and kneeling on her back. Crystal then cups Melody's chin and pulls her back and up, across her knees in a bow and arrow submission hold!

Simone: The tricky part of a submission hold like that one is that it puts the other person's shoulders on the mat.

Drew is checking to see if Melody submits, but spots the champion's shoulders being down and he counts!

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Crystal lets go of the hold but this allows Melody to flip out and land on top of Crystal in another cover!

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Crystal kicks out again!

Both women are up and Crystal dives forward, laying Melody out with a lariat! Crystal with the cover!

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Melody kicks out!

Adams: SO close! And that time she DID hook the legs!

Crystal is kneeling, hands on her knees and staring briefly at Drew before going back to work. She stands and brings Melody back to her feet. She picks her up for another body slam but Melody comes from out of nowhere, turning it into a Victory Roll and hooks both legs!

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3- KICK OUT!

Simone: Melody Grace almost snuck by with that one!

Melody starts for Crystal on shaky legs, but Crystal stops her first with a boot to the stomach, doubling her over, then follows up with a knife edge chop across her upper chest. Melody staggers back, holding her chest and gritting her teeth -- then fires back with a forearm to Crystal's chest, knocking her back several steps! Crystal steps up and strikes, and Melody again returns the favor and right before the eyes of the fans, the two faces begin an all our war, exchanging blows to one another's bodies and lovely faces!

Adams: Oh are they through being nice or what!

Simone: Well with the World Championship at stake, it was only a matter of time!

Melody switches tactics and gains the upper hand by simply butting Crystal right between the eyes! She then ducks down and sweeps Crystal's legs out from under her, and before the World Champion knows it, Melody has her turned over into a Sharpshooter!

Adams: Where the hell did THAT come from!?

Crystal is screaming in pain, pounding the mat with her fists as she tries to fend off the pain! Drew asks if she wants to tap but she refuses! Crystal instead tries to use her forearms to alleviate some of the pressure and drag herself closer to the ropes, but Melody drags her right back to the center of the ring and keeps the hold on tight!

Adams: And she's too far away from the ropes! Crystal HAS to submit!

Crystal raises her arm, as if she is about to do just that, but she grits her teeth and fights on! Melody leans back, putting her all into the hold as the fans are growing even louder with their excitement manifesting! Crystal crawls again, slowly but surely, extends her arm and REACHES -- and her hand clasps the bottom rope!

Adams: Oh I thought it was over! I thought Melody had her!

Simone: You and everyone else out there!

Melody falls over as she releases her, the disappointment obvious on her face! Melody uses the ropes to pull herself up, as Crystal starts to do the same. Melody grabs hold of her and sends her into the corner with an Irish whip and charges in, but Crystal greets her unceremoniously with a boot to the kisser! Crystal then grabs her head and hops up onto the top turnbuckle, then goes for a Tornado DDT, but Melody blocks it and brings her over instead with a Northern Lights suplex!

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Crystal kicks out!

Melody gets up and reaches down for the champion, but Crystal surprises her with a small package!

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Melody kicks out!

Both women are up on their knees when Crystal comes from out of nowhere and strikes with a Shining wizard, laying Melody out!

Adams: She needs to cover her!

Simone: But both women are down and out! They've kept a brutal pace in this match!

Crystal rolls over to her side and falls over, her arm falling across Melody's chest.

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3 - Melody GETS HER SHOULDER UP!

Simone: ANOTHER close fall!

Crowd: THIS IS AWESOME! **CLAPS** THIS IS AWESOME!

Crystal is the first to rise, pulling Melody up along with her -- when Melody ducks behind her and has her in a Sleeper!

Adams: Sleeper! She's got it!

Crystal struggles wildly, flaying her arms and trying to keep the blood flowing but Melody hangs on tight! Crystal slowly drops down to one knee, her eyes flittering...

Simone: Crystal is almost out!

Drew raises Crystal's arm, and should it drop, there will be a brand new champion -- but Crystal rallies and keeps her arm pumped! The crowd claps and stomps as Crystal fights her way to a vertical base and manages to pick Melody up around the legs and fall back into the corner, sandwiching Grace into the turnbuckle! Crystal staggers out but Melody pulls her right back in and jumps on her shoulders...

Simone: She's not going to try that Victory Roll again, is she?

But as Crystal steps out from the corner, she falls forward, dropping Melody across the top rope and sling shotting her back into the mat with a BIG crash!

Adams: HOLY MINESTRONE BATMAN!

Simone: Melody went to the well once too often!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Both women are down on the mat, and Drew checks on both before he starts his official count against them!

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Crystal starts to drag herself to her feet...

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And both women are up and the fans applaud!

Adams: What a match!

Crystal takes a wild swing but Melody ducks behind her and brings her up and over with a German suplex, rolling back into an O'Connor bridge!

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The crowd is in complete awe as Melody looks near tears with frustration! She then forces her way to her feet and climbs the corner, facing the crowd, when she reaches the top and --

Simone: Pay attention girl!

Crystal is up and she sweeps Melody's feet out, causing her to fall onto the top of the corner in a seated position! Crystal then drags herself up the same corner as well, until she too is on the top!

Adams: What is she planning now...?

Crystal jumps up onto Melody's shoulders -- and sends her flying off backwards with a reverse top rope Hurricanrana!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Melody fights her way to her feet and as she does, Crystal races up behind her and hooks in for an Asai DDT, turning it into...

Simone: That's A Wrap!

Crystal covers Melody and hooks the leg!

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3!

The bell rings and straight away the fans are on their feet, cheering!

Justin: Here is your winner, and STILL World Bombshell Champion -- CRYSTAL MILLAR!

Drew raises Crystal's arm in victory, handing her back her championship belt!

Adams: What a match! Melody and Crystal tore the house down!

Simone: Crystal Millar retains but Melody Grace has NOTHING to be ashamed of! She took the World Champion to the absolute limit!

Crystal holds her world title belt up high, looking pained and exhausted, before she rests it over her shoulder and approaches Melody who is sitting up, the disappointment all too evident on her face. Crystal kneels down beside her and leans in, whispering to her. Crystal then takes Melody by the arm and helps her to her feet and the two young women embrace, much to the fans' pleasure!

Simone: What a display of sportsmanship, and very well deserved!

Melody then answers in kind and raises Crystal's arm in victory, and then takes her leave from the ring and walks back up the aisle as Crystal continues to celebrate in the ring!

Simone: And it is not over for these two, not by a long shot! They meet again in just two weeks at Inception II, with Mikah and Jessie Salco rounding things out!

Adams: And that's the Main Event of Inception II! For the World Bombshell Championship!

Simone: And on that note, for Jason Adams, I am Belinda Simone! See you in two weeks in Las Vegas for Inception II!

The screen slowly fades as credits roll.




THANK YOU! to Chris, Mark, Andy, Annie, Jenny, The Lord MK, Gerrit, Ryan Keys, Britt, Ro, Casey, Dustin, Mercedes, Fizz, Wong, Jeffry, Polly Playtime, Calvin Harris. Also thanks again to the birthday girl Annie for the great match banners and to everyone who roleplayed!