Climax Control

The crowd is alive with energy inside of the ACC Arena Plaza in Anaheim, California. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites.

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

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

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

Justin then hops up onto the corner turnbuckle and smiles, looking out around the fairgrounds at all of the fans filling the grandstand and the rows of seats around the grounds itself. 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 ACC Arena Plaza in Anaheim, California 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 walks out onto the stage, wearing a tasseled halter top with sequins, the chest padded 'XXX-tra large, a mini skirt bottom and high heels. She has the house mic which she brings up to her lips and the song performance begins.

Amanda:
Jugs and orbs and darts and gourds
Elmer Fudds and bouncing Buddhas
Sweater stretchers, lung protectors
Beach umbrellas, frost detectors
Scooby Snacks and snake-eyes dice
Jell-o molds and high-beam lights
Every day I probably use
99 words for boobs

Humpty Dumplings, Hardy Boys
Double lattes, Ode to Joys
Hooters, shooters, physics tutors
Bobbsey Twins and bald commuters
Double-WMD's
MRE's and PFD's
Snow-white dwarfs, Picasso cubes
99 words for boobs

Gerber servers, holy grails
Whoopee cushions, humpback whales
Flying saucers, traffic stoppers
Super Big Gulps, Double Whoppers
Pillows, billows, Don DeLillos
Soft-serve cones and armadillos
Pimped-out hubcaps, inner tubes
99 words for boobs

Midget earmuffs, warming globes
Strobes and probes and frontal lobes
Knockers, honkers, knicker bonkers
Smurfs and Screaming Yellow Zonkers
Tannin' cannons, Mister Bigs
Big bad wolves and Porky Pigs
Jogging partners, saline noobs
99 words for boobs

Chesticles and lady bags
Gorgonzolas, fake Montags
Ta-tas, nyah-nyahs, Baba Wawas
Trouble bubbles, Lady Gagas
Cupcakes, milkshakes, melons, pups
Snuggle bunnies, double-ups
Lubbly jubblies, Jiffy Lubes
99 words for boobs

Udders, brudders, head lamps, sweets
Pistols, Bristols, tricks and treats
Baps, block busters, beach balls, boulders
Bottles, bombs, bikini holders
Ladies' lefts and women's rights
Thunder balls and mozzie bites
Lollies, Lulus, luftballoons
99 words for boobs

Two-point jumpers, Bambi's Thumpers
Rubber baby buggy bumpers
Rutabagas, Chi Omegas
Schwag the showgirls show in Vegas
Congo bongos, bowling pins
Fast-pitch softballs, siamese twins
Your claims I'm breast-obsessed are true
We're quite a pair 'cause I'm a boob too!

The crowd cheers as Amanda takes a sweeping bow and her top heavy nature causes her to lose her balance and topple forward comically onto the stage. the fans laugh as two shirtless studs in tight jeans hurry out and take her by the arms and lift her back up to her feet. Amanda gives each a peck on the cheek and prances backstage with the two men trailing after.

Simone: Hello everyone and welcome to Anaheim, California and Sin City Wrestling CLIMAX CONTROL! I am Belinda Simone, and wait for it...

Adams: What do you think you should say when God sneezes?

Simone: There it is!

Adams: I resent that! I'm a he, not an it! I mean, I'm Jason Adams! Go me! Woo hoo hoo!

Simone: Thank god there's only one! This week we are taking a brief break from the Gold Rush tournament to determine Mikah's new number one challenger, but it will resume next week. We kick things off this week with a real 'David versus Goliath' when Tony Thorne goes nose to chest with the "Freight Train of Pain" Casey Williams! You heard Tony basically compare Casey to a gorilla?

Adams: A man Casey's size, it's more comparable to King Kong! Next, Sammi Marlowe's back! Whoopee! I can't wait to see what she's up to, hut for now she returns against Portia Alexander! You know, it's almost like Portia doesn't even want to try.

Simone: She keeps this lackadaisical attitude of her's going and she may not last! SCW isn't for people who don't want to put forth any effort. Kate Steele is back with a brand new attitude, but her first match back is against a so-called "friend" in Amy Marshall, who just might give Kate a much needed attitude adjustment!

Adams: Kain and Mercedes Vargas are the new mixed tag champs, but their titles aren't on the line in their first match as champions. They don't even know who they're going up against. Heck! WE don't know who they're going up against! How can they prepare for a match when they don't know who they're going up against?

Simone: It won't be a simple matter for the Grand Slam Champions, that much is for certain. Ty West came close to defeating Fenris for the vacant World Championship, and this week he returns to face Joshua Acquin, a man who has just as many lofty goals as Ty, if not more! Either man is capable of moving on and up in the ladder of contention.

Adams: Then we have the tag team match that EVERYONE came to see! A clash of champions! Roulette Champ Ben Jordan wanted to be in the ring with bigger and better names and did he get his wish this week! He's being made to team with the man he challenged, Crimson! They're going against the World Champion Fenris and the man he wants to face for the gold, former champion Kris Ryans! This could have been the main event!

Simone: And in some eyes, it is. But the real Main Event also has much to do with a world title, the World Bombshell Championship! Mikah steps foot inside of the ring to put her gold on the line again, this time against the runner-up to the Ultimate X Battle Royal, Dani Weston! Dani's impressive showing at Summer XXXTreme VI is a testament as to why the bookers gave her this opportunity.

Adams: Yeah and if someone out there disagrees, well then...

Jason and Belinda give the camera a simultaneous V gesture.




Casey Williams is seen outside his locker room. He is standing there, looking all serious, ready to hurt someone, and decides to call out Tony Thorn.

Casey: Hey Tony Thorn, I will be a thorn in your side and will do whatever it takes to destroy you in the ring tonight, and there is nothing you can do to stop me. I am going to prove to you and the world that David does fall to Goliath and that I am truly the better wrestler.

Casey cackles as he turns his attention from the man he faces to the World Heavyweight Champion, who called him out last week on Climax Control, and Casey has the clip air on the screen.

Fenris: ... Since I came here and he returned. Casey Williams is giant man. We had weight restrictions in MMA, but not so much here in wresting. I would love to face such a giant man and cut him down to size. And Kain. Definitely Kain.

Fenris nods as the crowd, for the most part, boos at the mention of the King of Kings, while there are scattered cheers for the SCW legend!

Pussy Willow: All worthy men and two of which are current champions here in SCW.

Fenris: Casey will be too in time. Just not at my expense.

The piece ends and Casey comments on what Fenris had to say.

Casey: Hey Fenris, you say I am a giant man, and how you had weight restrictions when you were in MMA, yet this is not MMA, and weight restrictions mean nothing here in SCW. You want to cut me down to size, how about you put your money where your mouth is and put your title on the line against me, and prove that you can be a fighting champion, and prepare to lose the title to me before you get a chance to face Kris Ryan for the title.

Casey cackles as the scene fades to black.




Simone: This is our opening match up between man and monster. Tony Thorn is facing Casey Williams and that might just end up with Tony not ending the match in one piece.

Adams: Casey Williams hasn't faced anyone like Tony either though. He has this genius for wrestling.

Simone: Well we will see won't we because Justin is ready to make the introductions.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first...

The lights in the arena drop to black, causing the fans to call out. Watch Me by The Phantoms. Blue lights start to fill the entrance ramp, flashing down on smoke that has begun to rise. The blue spotlights flash to the top of the ramp where a man in leather pants and a long leather jacket sits. The man sits cross legged and looking down. An older woman walks out behind him, standing looking down at the man.

Justin: Being accompanied to the ring by Victoria Thorn... From Lima, Ohio. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds, he is Tony Thorn!

Tony stands up, for the first time looking at the ring. He slowly reaches up and start to unbutton the jacket, from top to bottom. He pulls the jacket apart, showing a well toned body. His cold eyes stare at the ring as he takes the jacket off and hands it to his mother, standing beside him. He slowly walks to the ring, his mother to his side the whole way, not an ounce of emotion on his face as he gets to the ring steps and slowly walks up. He steps through the ropes as his mother walks up the steps. He leans on the bottom rope to hold it open, allowing his mother to step through, before making his way to the corner and sitting down, his cold pale eyes looking around the ring as he waits for the bell.

Simone: Tony Thorn has a glare that chills people to the bone.

Adams: I have to agree with you there Belinda. Those pale eyes look right through you.

Justin: And his opponent!

The opening guitar rifts and drums hit, then the lyrics of "Trouble" by Five Finger Death Punch start to blast through the speakers, as red and dark blue lights start to flash, reflecting off of mirrors that are set up at the top of the stage, and they go black, and when the lights come back on, Casey Williams appears at the top of the ramp, looking around at the crowd and not moving, his eyes looking at the mirror into his conflicted self.

Justin: From Nashua New Hampshire, the Freight Train of Pain...Casey Williams!

Casey lets out a roar, his arms out wide before he looks around the crowd, focused and intense. The Freight Train Of Pain starts to walk towards the ring slowly, stopping halfway down the ramp and turning his head to look at the conflicted crowd, their faces showing that they do not know what to make of Casey William's new found aggressiveness. Casey nods his head slowly and turns back to face the ring, walking down towards the apron. Casey puts his hand on the rope, and pulls himself up on to the ring apron and steps over the top rope, staring around at the fans, some cheering and some booing.

Simone: Casey looks ready for this challenge.

Adams: And if he is smart, he will grab Tony and break him in two.

Justin leaves the ring as Jacob motions for both men to come to the middle of the ring where Summers warns them about the rules then sends them back to their corners and signals for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Simone: Here comes a definite David and Goliath match for sure.

The two men advance out of the corners to the middle of the ring where Casey reaches out to grab Tony but the young man ducks under the reach and hits Casey with a dropkick as he is turning to make another grab at Tony. Williams staggers to the side and brings a hand up to check for blood on his lips. Growling, Casey moves to grab Thorn once more but this time he is able to grab the arm of Thorn and whips him into the ropes. Rebounding off the ropes, Thorn is caught by Casey and powerslammed into the mat that forces him to arch in pain as he rolls to his side and fights the pain to get to his feet. Casey is faster and picks up Tony on his shoulders to bring him to the mat with a gorilla press slam but Thorn uses his elbow to force Casey to stumble then drop him to the mat. As Casey shakes his head to clear out the cobwebs, Thorn moves to follow Williams to leap on his back and wrap his arms around the neck of Casey trying to put him out with a sleeper hold on the big man.

Simone: What an idea from Tony Thorn, put the big man in the sleeper and end it quickly.

Adams: End it quickly Belinda? The neck that Thorn is trying to wrap his arms around is bigger than my leg. I don't think that Tony will have enough leverage.

Casey grabs the legs of Tony and staggers back into the corner to drive the small of Thorn's back into the turnbuckle. Thorn arches in pain once more, the sleeper hold around the neck of Williams slipping slightly. Casey takes a shallow breath and then pulls away from the turnbuckle only to slam back into the corner to break the hold. Tony sags in the corner as Casey moves away fighting to get oxygen into his lungs and recover from the sleeper. Thorn stands in the corner as Casey turns and moves towards Tony. Thorn throws a wild haymaker that misses as Casey ducks under it and then grabbing the middle ropes, he drives a shoulder into the midsection of Thorn doubling him over as outside the ring Victoria Thorn begins to scream at Summers to force Williams to let Tony out of the corner. Williams again drives his shoulder into Thorn's stomach before pulling away as Tony sags further into the corner. Casey moves back and reaches out for Tony and pulls him out of the corner to take him down with a double leg takedown before mounting the younger man and raining down punches on Tony who covers his head to protect it from the damaging flurry of punches as Jacob warns Casey to release Tony.

Simone: Casey Williams is punishing Tony Thorn now.

Adams: But if he is not careful, Jacob Summers will end up disqualifying him.

Casey gets to his feet as Tony rolls to the side where the ropes are. His mother moves to meet him at the ropes. Casey moves towards Thorn who quickly rolls to the outside where his mother moves to protect him. Casey holds up his hands and moves back towards the middle of the ring. Thorn leaps back on the apron and back off when Casey charges towards him. Catching Williams by the ankles, Tony pulls hard and take the big man down to his back. With Williams near the turnbuckles, Thorn pulls one leg on either side of the steel ringpost then looking at Casey his eyes watch dispassionate as Williams tells him not to do what he can see what he is planning. Thorn tilts his head slightly and then with a violent jerk, he pulls Williams against the unforgiving steel. Casey reacts with a scream of pain as Thorn moves to the side of the ring and slides in near Casey's body as Williams clutches himself in pain. Tony can be seen to say something to Casey who tries to swipe at Tony but the young man pulls back then gets to his feet.

Simone: It looks like Tony is starting to take advantage of the big man here.

Adams: Poor Casey Williams will be singng a little higher now after that. No one should suffer like that.

Tony moves around talking to the fans screaming at ringside pointing out how he chopped Casey down to size while Williams rolls to the side and pulls himself up with the ring ropes and lays back on the turnbuckles in the corner. Tony turns to see him and then with a cold smile rushes towards the corner for a running European uppercut but Williams gets his knees up to catch Thorn in the torso and drives the air from his lungs. Tony staggers away to be followed by Casey who picks him up in a bearhug for a moment only to shake him like a ragdoll then hit a belly to belly suplex that has Thorn arching on the mat, his hand going to his back. Casey is still recovering and moving gingerly as he reaches down for Tony and pulls him to his feet. Williams whips him into the ropes and kicks him in the midsection on the rebound. Casey pulls the head of Thorn between his knees and then picking him up, hits a powerbomb that rocks Thorn off the mat then rolls him up.

ONE!

Adams: What an impact on Tony! If he gets up from that I am going to shake my head and warn him to stay down.

TWO!

Tony's arm thrusts into the air to stop the count.

Simone: There is no quit in Tony thorn Jason. But that doesn't mean that Casey won't be able to stop him if he keeps up the power moves.

Casey picks Tony up again but before he can lower the boom again, Thorn uses a thumb to the eye of Williams who slams Thorn once more into the mat. Casey brings his hand up to his eye to rub it as it waters. Tony gets to his feet and moves to the corner where he climbs the turnbuckle and straightens at the top. As Williams turns, Thorn launches himself off the top turnbuckle and takes the bigger man down with a dropkick. The two men rest on the mat breathing hard as Jacob checks on the two. Tony rolls to his hands and knees before forcing himself to his feet. Casey is rolling to the ropes to pull himself up but Tony is too quick and grabs him by the legs to take him down once more. Tony arches one of Casey's legs back in a Boston Crab that has Casey arched in pain and screaming.

Simone: Tony has Casey in a submission hold and has it locked in deep.

Adams: True but he doesn't realize that Casey is close to the ropes and with the reach that Williams has, grabbing the rope will not be a problem.

Clutching at his head as he tries to fight off the pain, Williams screams no at the referee who asks him if he wants to submit. Tony arches the boston crab back further which has Casey screaming once more. As he does, Tony can be heard to tell Casey that any farther would just make the hold more painful based on the angle of the hold. Casey ignores him and reaches out to drop his arm over the nearby ropes. Jacob motions for Thorn to let the hold go. Tony angrily drops the hold then moves to the center of the ring. Casey gets to his feet slowly and gingerly. Thorn takes a long deep breath then turns to Casey Williams, kicks him in the midsection and moves in to grab him by the head and then pull him to the middle of the ring. Turning him face upward, tony looks around the ringside before methodically spinning Casey Williams violently into the Enlightenment. Rolling over, Tony grabs the leg of Williams and rolls him up as Jacob drops to make the count.

Simone: I think that Tony might just squeak out this win tonight.

ONE!

Adams: Casey doesn't even look like he is moving.

TWO!

Casey begins to move slightly as Jacob brings his hand down a final time.

THREE!!!!!!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner, Tony Thorn!

Simone: Tony Thorn continuing with his winning ways by beating Casey Williams.

Adams: I wonder if that Enlightenment smartened Casey up either that or he was listening to me when I told him to stay down.

Tony gets to his feet and holds his hands up in victory as Casey rolls to the side of the ring. Victoria Thorn comes into the ring and pushing Jacob out of the way to hold her son's hand up as Watch Me by the Phantoms plays over the speakers.




Backstage of the ACC Arena Plaza, the rear entrance door is pulled open from the outside and the brand new and reigning World Heavyweight Champion Fenris walks into the building, accompanied by his ever-present younger brother, Aron. Fenris is clad in his SCW "White Wolf" merchandise shirt with the sleeves removed to showcase his arms and upper body, loose denim jeans and Under Armour C1N trainers. Aron, in contrast, is wearing a white colored dress shirt and deep blue slacks with matching dress shoes.

At the sight of the World Champion, the crowd watching on the screen cheers, mixed with a healthy dose of scattered boos.

With his gym bag slung over his shoulder, Fenris walks down the hall, en route to the special private dressing rooms set aside for the champions booked for appearances. Now that he was a champion, he would have one of his own. They turned the corner when they were surprised to see a familiar and openly hostile face in the form of Synn.

Cheers!

Synn: You're late.

Synn stares the brothers down, but his words were for Fenris alone, a man he harbored no small amount of hostility towards for his past indiscretion towards his son, Despayre. Fenris looks at Aron, then frowns at the man ahead of him who has his arms folded over his rock-solid chest in a confrontational posture.

Fenris: I was not aware you were in charge?

His words are slight, as is the meaning behind them. True, Fenris wanted to get back in Gabriel and Odette's positive graces for the error he made with Despayre, and if possible, Synn as well as he was a twenty percent investor of the training facility. But Fenris also knew that Synn was not SCW staff, nor his boss, and he had little intention of lending the man the notion to think otherwise.

Synn: I am not referring to your public appearance for SCW. I'm referring to the seminar you were booked to attend.

Fenris listens with a frown, then shakes his head.

Fenris: What .. seminar?

Synn's eyebrows rise and this time it is his turn to shake his head.

Synn: Forgot already, did you? Last week? Gabriel made mention he would have a special seminar on tag team wrestling put together for you so you might know what to expect tonight?

Aron gives Fenris a brief translation and the champion closes his eyes and exhales.

Fenris: Shit...

Synn: Thought he was kidding, did you? Lesson learned; Gabriel does not 'kid; when it comes to professional matters. Now...

Synn steps back against the wall and holds his arm out in invitation.

Synn: If you would be so kind?

That being said, Synn heads down the hall and Fenris and his brother see no alternative but to follow. If for no other reason than morbid curiosity. The walk is brief, as they pass the dressing rooms lined up along the wall, including the one with the name of "Fenris - World Champion" emblazoned on a piece of paper. Fenris pauses, as if he wants to drop off his bag, but Synn continues on, so he and Aron do as well. Finally Synn stops at a single door where he opens it and sets foot inside, and the brothers have no alternative but to do so as well.

Once they do, Fenris comes up short at what he sees and Aron walks into his back, sending them both stumbling.

Aron: What? What is it?

He then looks at what his brother is looking at and raises his eyebrows.

Aron: ... oh.

A mini-classroom has been set up, with colorful kiddie chairs set up, two in fact. Most likely since it would be known Aron would accompany Fenris. And serving as desks, cardboard boxes; one each and a much larger one set in front for the instructor. On the "desk" is a toy SCW ring, along with a handful of SCW action figures. Behind the desk, a small screen. And to the left of the larger "desk" is a small table with refreshments; red Koolaid and a plate of cookies.

Synn: Sit.

It was not a request, and Fenris rolls his eyes and does as told, yanking Aron down into the second chair roughly by the arm. If he has to go through this, then he'd be damned if he did so alone. He practically throws his bag down to his side and stares at Synn, then shrugs.

Fenris: So? Where is he?

Despayre: Hello!

The "classroom" door swings open and there stands a giddy Despayre, clad in a ;purple cap and gown with the familiar Mister Self-Help glasses on his face. The door swings hard inward, then swings back and...

THWACK!

Despayre: Ow!

THUD!

Fenris shoots his brother a glance and huffs.




Backstage, a woman can be seen walking down the hallway from the locker rooms. Dressed in white ringgear with holographic accents, Sam Marlowe has her head down as she reads a book. Suddenly she runs smack into the back of SCW interviewer Pussy Willow who is surprised herself.

Pussy Willow: HEY! Oh hey Sammi.

Sam Marlowe: Hey Pussy, sorry bout that, trying to study for my class on Monday night.

She holds up the book to reveal the Merchant of Venice by Shakespeare. She smiles as she points to it.

Sam Marlowe: Funny thing about this, there is a character in this play that shares a name with my opponent for tonight.

Pussy Willow: There is a character named Portia?

Sam Marlowe: There surefire is but that is where the similarities end. See, the Portia in this play goes front and center and puts herself out there to save a friend of her husband whereas Portia Alexander is like a ghost. Ain't seen hide nor hair of her anywhere except the ring on Sunday nights.

Sam nods in emphasis as Pussy pulls a face which brings a smile to Sam's face as she changes the subject..

Sam Marlowe: So Pussy, this is backstage? I forgot all the rush and bustle of it sitting out with the fans.

Pussy Willow: Does that mean you are going to be spending more time backstage now that you have returned to the ring?

Sam offers a giggle at that.

Sam Marlowe: Of course not Pussy. Like I said, I ain't about the drama and prefer to sit out there with the fans. Speaking of, I got a match to get ready for and then once I win my match, then I am going to be where I can enjoy the rest of the show. Especially want to be out there to watch Ben's match and cheer him on.

Suddenly the music of the first match starts to play as Sam hears it, she smiles at Pussy and then begins to back away.

Sam Marlowe: Gotta go Pussy, that music means I better get ready asap and I need to put my book back. See y'all later.

Sam turns quickly to rush back down the hall and disappears around the corner.




Justin: The following contest is set for one fall with a win coming by way of pinfall or submission.

Portia Alexander stands in the ring waiting patiently for her opponents arrival.

Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control!

Adams: Up next we will see Sam's return to the Sin City Wrestling!

Simone: She will face Portia Alexander, one on one. Little is know about Alexander but this could be a career altering win here if she manages to pull it out.

Adams: That's a fact, Belinda. Marlowe is universally respected throughout our industry.

"Invincible by Hedley begins to play as a familiar redhead walks out onto the stage of the show where she stops and looks over the crowds who begin to chant her name as Justin brings the microphone to his lips.

Simone: Marlowe looks ready to go.

Adams: This crowd is pumped for SAM!

Justin Decent: Introducing from Houston Texas, she has been known as SCW's sweetheart, she is Sam Marlowe!

Sam raises her arms as she is introduced. Heading to the ring, she plays to the fans, slapping hands and posing with others. Finally she climbs the stairs to the ring apron and lays herself across the middle rope and blows a kiss to the camera and then rolls inside the ring. Walking towards the corner, she unzips her short jacket and pulls it off. Handing it to ringside staff, she turns and begins stretching out for the match as she watches her opponent.

Adams: The referee comes in to explain the rules of the match.

Simone: Now he calls for the bell! We are underway!

DING! DING! DING!

The bell echoes throughout leading the two women to begin circling one another.

Adams: Who will strike first?

Marlowe reaches out just as Alexander does! The two women lock up in a grapple for ultimate supremacy in the center of the ring. Portia surprises Sam with a knee in the side leading Marlowe to bend over! Alexander wraps her around around the neck of Marlowe for a side headlock.

Simone: Portia's got the headlock on tight!

Samantha reaches down then hoists up Alexander, who's eyes widen during the back body drop ride! The crowd pops as Sam leaps to her feet.

Adams: Marlowe counters!

Marlowe doesn't realize that her opponent has risen to both feet just behind her. Sam swiftly spins around with a spinning wheel kick! The shot hits its mark and sends Portia to the corner in a seated position, propped up on the ropes!

Simone: Samantha Marlowe is rolling!

Adams: This crowd is loving it.

Sam aligns herself directly across the ring from Alexander. She takes off suddenly in a full sprint looking for a broncobuster in the corner but Portia drops down flat leading Sam to miss! Marlowe ends up tangled in the ropes! Alexander pulls herself up using the ropes then turns toward her opponent. Portia knees her opponent over and over! Marlowe desperately tries to cover up but is essentially helpless tangled up in the ropes in the corner.

Adams: Portia wants to punish Marlowe! Those sharp knees to the side of Sam can be heard all the way over here.

Marlowe falls out of the ropes which leads Alexander to taunt the crowd for a brief moment. Sam gets up on one knee but doesn't see Portia charging at her! Alexander hits a picture perfect shining wizard! She hooks the right leg of Sam to push both shoulders flush against the mat!

ONE!

KICK OUT!

Simone: Kick out by Marlowe at one!

Adams: Samantha rolls out of the ring to catch her breath.

Simone: I believe Portia has other plans!

Portia Alexander watches as her opponent catches her breath on the outside of the ring. She waits until Marlowe is directly across the ring from her before Portia takes off! Alexander dives through the ropes at Sam, who catches her out of the air then transitions into a backbreaker! The crowd pops at the insane counter!

Simone: Did you see that!

Adams: Marlowe's ring awareness is uncanny. What a counter!

Samantha picks up Portia by the arm then rolls her into the ring quickly! Marlowe then slides into the ring and rolls up Alexander in a pin!

ONE!

TWO!

KICK OUT!

Adams: So close!

Simone: I thought Samantha had a win right there. Super close.

Adams: Marlowe thought she had it too.

Marlowe looks at Patton in disbelief. The referee holds up two fingers at her.

Adams: She's taking her off the ball!

Portia comes up from behind Samantha out of nowhere to apply a rear naked choke hold! The crowd boos as Sam's eyes widen with real surprise. Alexander locks the hold in tight then pulls Marlowe close to her before falling over on the mat to grapevine the maneuver.

Simone: Alexander caught Samantha with that rear naked choke out of nowhere.

Adams: You can't take your eyes off any SCW superstar. That could just be what remains of ring rust.

Simone: Don't let her hear you say that.

Adams: Touche'.

Simone: She's in real trouble now though! Portia wants her to tap but Marlowe refuses.

Drew Patton gets down close to watch for a tap but Sam shakes him off completely. She reaches for the bottom rope but it's slightly out of reach. The crowd boos like crazy while Alexander continues to apply more and more pressure on the fan favorite.

Simone: Marlowe is just too far from the ropes.

Sam wiggles then shifts slightly. She slowly inches both women closer to the safety of the bottom rope. Portia tries to pull her back but Marlowe lunges to grasp hold of the bottom rope!

ROPE BREAK!

Adams: Marlowe gets a rope break but that choke hold took its toll.

Simone: That it did, Adams.

The referee separates the two women, sending each to a different corner before resuming the match. Portia charges across the ring to catch the still reeling Marlowe with a sling blade! Sam hits the mat in a heap while Alexander makes her way to the closest corner. She climbs up on the middle turnbuckle to get up on the top one. She is looking for a moonsault but Marlowe leaps up then gets up on the middle turnbuckle!

Simone: Portia took too long and now both women are on the turnbuckles!

Alexander elbows back at Sam, who hammers Portia in the back of the head with a big forearm club! The shot dazes the female superstar briefly allowing Marlowe to get ahold of her around the waist. Sam gets up on the top turnbuckle with Portia then falls back while hoisting up Alexander! The superplex shakes and rattles the whole ring!

Adams: Super-plex!

Simone: That one took its toll on both women. Marlowe begins to stir but neither seem to be in a hurry here. What a high risk maneuver by Samantha!

Sam rolls over then drags herself over to drape her right arm over Portia!

ONE!

TWO!

KICK OUT!

Simone: I can't believe it!

Adams: Portia Alexander continues to prevail in this one. Samantha has allowed a bit of frustration to creep in.

Alexander rolls out of the ring after the kick out. Marlowe holds her face in both hands while laying flat on her back, full of frustration. The crowd chants her name while she nods then rolls to her feet. Portia slides back into the ring to meet her opponent in the center of the ring, now nose to to nose.

Adams: They are talking smack!

Simone: Yes they are. Wow, what language.

Portia slaps Sam across the face! The shot nearly takes her off her feet but she counters with a shot of her own! Alexander takes hold of Sam's left arm then attempts to whip her into the ropes but Marlowe holds on and instead whips Portia into them! Alexander bounces off the ropes on one side of the ring while Sam does the other. Both women meet in the center of the ring with Marlowe hitting maybe the most brutal spear of her career!

Simone: Oh my god!

Samantha wants to leave no doubt and hits the mat to apply her guillotine choke hold! She locks it in leading Alexander to tap out!

DING DING DING!

Referee Drew Patton calls it then holds up Marlowe's hand high in victory! The crowd cheers her name while Justin declares Sam the winner.

Justin: Winner by submission, SAMANTHA MARLOWE!

Simone: What a match! Marlowe is back and better than ever.

Adams: Portia did well in this match but Sam was just too much in the end.

Simone: She uses the Sammi-Wrap to end this one.

Adams: Ended it, she did. What a performance by both women! We will be right back, ladies and gentlemen!

Simone: Stay tuned! We will be right back after these brief messages.




We find ourselves in the office of Mark Ward and it is there where we are able to see the likes of Kate Steele along with her husband Teddy walking into the office. Kate has a very disgusted expression on her face as she looks into the eyes of Mark who seems to be occupied by the scores of the football game. Kate however seems extremely upset as she storms right into the office.

Kate: Where in the bloody hell is Christina Rose, Crystal Hilton or whatever she wishes to be called nowadays?!

HS: That is none of your business. Last time I checked you have a match to get ready for.

Kate: Not until I get my hands on your personal assistant! She disrespected me! And she didn't even book a room for me at the hotel. What kind of shit is that?! She has something against me and I am not going to tolerate being disrespected! Especially not by the likes of her!

Teddy: So we demand you tell us where Christina is or else you might just find yourself with a broken arm!

HS: Last time I checked I don't have to answer to you two blokes, you answer to me, and if you really wanted Christina so much all you had to do was turn around.

Kate shrugs her shoulders and as soon as she turns around she sees Christina Rose standing there with an evil grin on her face. She smiles as she is wearing her eye glasses and a video game t shirt. She looks deeply into the eyes of Kate as she shakes her head at her.

Christina: So you really think you are the end all be all to submission wrestling?!

Kate: You got that right. I would tap any bitch out on the roster and if they refuse to tap I am going to break their arm!

Christina: That really is quite funny! Considering Mikah is on the roster and after the war we went through I consider her the best of the best!

Kate: There a reason you didn't book a room for me?

Christina: Maybe because I don't like you! But it is really all good because last week I was ready to call it quits. I was ready to walk away however after what you tried to pull last week all I ever needed was merely a break and that is why after talking to Mark he has made the match for the biggest Super Card of the year on November 11th it is going to be you versus me one on one in a submission match. You want to claim your the best?! You need to come through me. I will make my return to the roster and I will submit you in front of all the world.

HS: And up until that point Christina and I will make your lives a living hell! Remember Kate you are the one that asked for all of this.

Kate gets angry as she tries to lunge at Mark but Christina grabs her and the two fight all across the office. They deliver punch after punch as security quickly comes in and breaks them up.Kate seems angry as Teddy and her storm out of he office.




The scene opens backstage where we see Amy stretching and warming up for her match against Kate Steele-Warren, somewhere in the arena away from talent and away from backstage personnel.

Amy turns and leans against the wall as she removes the ear buds, where the Sex Pistols blare out and she looks in the camera.

Amy: "Kate Kate Kate... you think you got me sussed... you think by degrading me and calling me old, irrelevant and sorry ass scrub that I am going to break down and cry and say that you are right and that I shouldn't be inside a ring and that I should retire.

WRONG!!!

So fucking wrong.

I sometimes might not embrace my age but I don't let my age get the better than me... I am still faster and agile than you inside the ring and outside the ring. Age is just a number bitch... and this 38-year-old hag can still kick your ass and rack up wins.

Also calling me irrelevant... that's the oldest line in wrestling history, it is everyone's pathetic go to response when they can't of think of anything better to say. Just like calling someone jealous or a basic...

But you know what here is a straight up fact... this irrelevant person will be always the top of the bosses list when it comes to tournaments... just like this gold rush tournament... which by the way... YOU... weren't even considered for.

Sucks to be you Kate... the longest reigning Bombshell Roulette Champion can't even get into a tournament because she is too busy blaming everyone for her troubles when she should look at herself.

Tonight Kate I am going to show you why you were the reject of Metal and Punk Connection and why we never really wanted you in the team. I am going to send you packing back to your sad little punk band that i wouldn't even listen to.

You can try and break me but at the end of the day I will be always be better than you and why you will be always be in my shadow.

Good luck Kate... you are going to need it."

Amy turns and places the ear buds back into her ears and returns her focus back to warming up for the match. The screen fades and moves onto something else.




Justin:" The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...!

Victim of Me by Descendants begins to play over the sounds system, the lights begin to strobe through the venue as Amy appears through the curtain dancing before stopping half way and pushes her hair back to reveal the black leather surgical face mask decorated with a Cheshire Cat Smile and above that Amy Santino is written in red and in Japanese

Amy surveys the crowd for a moment as Justin makes her introduction.

Justin: Making her way to the ring, hailing from Juneau, Alaska, Amy Santino!

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

Justin: And her opponent!

Monster by Paramore begins to blare all across the sound system and as it does Kate Steele along with her husband Todd Warren begins to emerge from the back curtain. Kate has a huge smile on her face as she flips off at the booing crowd. She begins to sprint down the aisle as she talks trash to the fans.

Justin: Accompanied by Todd Warren! From Berkshire, England -- Kate Steele!

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

DING DING DING!

Simone: These two are no strangers to each other!

Adams: I expect nothing but a fight between these two!

Simone: I believe we all do, Kate walks overextending her hand!? No way these two will be shaking hands!

Adams: Amy walks to the center of the ring and looks at Kate shaking her head...

Simone: Kate slaps Amy in the face!

Adams: Not a smart move by Kate as Amy jumps and hits Kate in the face with a Muay Thai knee strike!

Simone: Kate goes down as Amy kicks her on her chest. Amy goes for the face but Kate blocks it!

Amy goes for another kick but Kate Leg Sweeps Amy's other foot to knock her to the mat. Kate gets up, she tries to grab Amy by the hair but Amy pulls Kate in then manages to get her legs around Kate's waist for a Body Scissors.

Kate tries to get out of the hold but places herself in position for Amy to try and lock in a Crossface Chicken Wing. Amy gets her hand around Kate's head... Kate grabs Amy's hair and pulls towards her.

Simone: Kate pulls on Amy's hair forcing Jasmine St. John to get involved! Kate grabs Amy's hair again, this time it gets Amy to break her Body Scissors!

As soon as Amy lets go Kate crawls away towards the ropes. As Kate gets to her feet Amy runs at her. Amy goes to grab Kate but Kate bends down causing Amy to Miss, Kate lifts up throwing Amy over the ropes to the outside of the ring.

Kate holds onto the ropes and slingshots herself over the ropes. Amy moves out the way causing Kate to hit the floor chest and face first. Amy gets Kate to her feet

ONE!

TWO!

Simone: Amy and kate start exchanging forearms.

Adams: This is going to get ugly right away.

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

Simone: Amy pushes Kate back. Amy goes to slide in the ring but Kate grabs Amy's feet dragging her back outside!

Adams: Jasmine St. John restarts the count as Kate and Amy go back to trading forearms!

ONE!

TWO!

The forearms turn into closed fist forcing Jasmine St. John to get out the ring and break the two up.

Simone: I smell a double DQ if they keep this up. No Kate why!

Kate grabs Jasmine St. John and pushes her out the way. Amy and Kate go back to close fists. Jasmine St. John gets between them but Amy shoves Jasmine St. John out the way. the two go back to trading blows as SCW security run down and break them up. The crowd boos the security as they break into a chant.

Crowd: Let them fight! Let them fight! Let them fight!

Jasmine St. John calls for the bell then orders both in the ring.

DING DING DING

After Jasmine St. John gains control we hear from Justin Decent.

Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen. Jasmine St. John has decided not to DQ the Kate or Amy. Instead, she is restarting this match!!!

Crowd: Jasmine! Jasmine! Jasmine!

DING DING DING!

Simone: The crowd approves the refs choice to restart the match... Damn it why!!!

Kate and Amy run to the middle of the ring throwing more closed fist at each other. The ref gives them one final warning as she breaks the two up.

Jasmine moves out the way. Amy hits Kate with a Superkick, Kate falls on her rear. Amy comes in her a soccer kick to the chest but Kate puts her back on the mat causing Amy to miss.

Kate does a Kip Up to get on her feet. Amy and Kate tie up, Amy knee's Kate in the gut for the advantage. Amy goes to Irish Whip Kate to the ropes but Kate reverses it.

Simone: Amy bounces off the ropes, Amy runs and hits Kate with her Shining Wizard!

Adams: What a hit by Amy!

Kate goes down to the mat, Amy goes for a cover but doesn't hook the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

Adams: Kate kicks out at one and a half!

Simone: Rookie mistake by the hall of famer Amy!

Amy gets off Kate, she kicks Kate in the face as Kate tried to get up. Kate falls back down as Amy lets out a cocky smirk.

Amy grabs Kate by her hair to get her up but Kate grabs on to Amy for a small package pinfall.

ONE!

Amy powers out on just one. The two get back to there feet, Kate goes to Clothesline Amy but Amy ducks underneath while using the motion to grab Kate and landing an STF in the process.

Adams: That was no rookie mistake on Amy's part!

Simone: Not at all, that was perfect!

Amy grabs Kate and lifts her up for a Belly to back backbreaker. Amy gets Kate up to her feet, Amy then hits the ropes coming back with a Flying Thrust Kick but...

Simone: Kate times herself as she turns around and nails a Pele Kick on Amy!

Adams: Amy stays on her feet as she stumbles a bit.

Simone: Kate runs in and nails a Tornado DDT.

Kate runs to the corner and climbs the top turnbuckle. Kate jumps off going for a Flying Elbow but misses as Amy rolls out the way.

Crowd: Amy! Kate Steele! Amy! Kate Steele!

Simone: You know, these bombshells in the ring and so used to getting booed but the crowd can't help but cheer for the two of them as they are holding nothing back!

Adams: Amy! Kate Steele! Amy! Kate Steele!

Simone: Hey, your not part of the crowd. Call the match Jason!

Adams: Oh sorry, the action has me a fan right now. Amy gets on all fours before getting to her feet, Kate gets to her feet as well.

Kate goes to grab Amy but Amy jumps up and nails another Muay Thai Knee to Kate's face. Kate staggers back to the ropes. Amy grabs Kate and sends her to the opposite ropes.

Kate bounces off heading back to Amy. Amy goes for another Superkick but Kate ducks it, Kate bounces off the other ropes. Kate comes back and Spears Amy to the mat.

Simone: Nice spear by Kate!

Adams: Amy can take a lot of punishment but she looks out of it at the moment!

Simone: I agree, I think Kate knows this as well as Kate turns Amy around putting her face onto the mat. Kate grabs Amy's arm and puts add her weight onto Amy as she sits on her arm and pulls back!

Adams: Shipwrecked! (Seated Fujiwara Armbar)

Simone: This is not good for Amy as Kate has her in the middle of the ring.

Adams: Wait, it's not good at all, Amy is not moving!

Simone: I think your right! The spear from Kate may have knocked her out.

Jasmine goes to ask Amy if she gives but gets no response, Jasmine tries again with no luck and calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Justin: Your winner of this match by submission... Kate the Siren Steele!!!

Kate refuses to let go forcing Jasmine to yank Kate off of her. Jasmine goes to check on Amy as Kate tries to rub it in Amy's face. Jasmine gets up and orders Kate out of the ring.

The Anger in the refs face is enough for Kate to exit the ring as her music plays. Jasmine goes to check on Amy again.

Amy, however, starts to come about as she turns around and sits up. Jasmine talks to her to make sure she is okay but Amy pushes the ref away. Amy gets to her feet holding her arm.




And back we go to Tag Team Wrestling 101!

Despayre: And looking back, the very first tag team match was held in the United States in San Francisco in 1901...

Our favorite Dean of Wrestling Despayre walks back and forth at the head of the classroom, as Fenris and Aron's eyes follow him; Fenris's annoyance showing clear as day but knowing he had to keep his mouth shut and temper in check if he was going to be able to mend the bridges that he himself burned only too recently.

Despayre: Now the question on everyone's mind, why do they call six-man tag team matches 'six man' because there are six men total, but only call a regular tag team match a 'tag team match' instead of a four man tag team match?

He turns to face the class and taps his temple with a finger.

Despayre: Think about it! I ...

Despayre's hugely magnified eyes blink and he slowly approaches Fenris and leans in E-X-T-R-E-M-E-L-Y close to the champion and stares him down, sniffing.

Despayre: Young man! Are you chewing bubble gum in my class!?

**sniff sniff**

Despayre: Grape flavored if my nose knows!

But Fenris shakes his head...

Fenris: No.

At the very same time he begins to blow a massive bubble. Despayre's eyes get even larger at the impressive size of said bubble until he extends a finger forward and POPS! the bubble, causing the sticky goo to splatter back over Fenris's nose and lips! Despayre goes back to the front of the class as Fenris's face starts to burn hot and he reaches up to start to peel the sticky gum from his face. He turns and sees Aron shaking uncontrollably over his attempts to subdue the laughter at his brother's expense!




Adams: Welcome back to Climax Control presented by Sin City Wrestling!

Simone: Up next, we have a mixed tag team match featuring the Sin City Wrestling Mixed Tag Team Champions!

Adams: The titles will not be on the line but the champions must face mystery opponents. Any ideas as to who it will be Belinda?

Simone: I've racked my brain and can't figure this one out, Adams.

Adams: As have I. Vargas and Kain have no idea who they face here tonight.

As the crashing riffs of Metallica's Battery plays loudly on the speakers, Kain appears from the curtain, alone and unafraid. He walks down the ramp with a confident step, snarling with rage. He looks to his left and right, trash-talking to the fans, letting him know that he's ready for tonight and will do whatever it takes to win. As he climbs the steps, he laughs in their face and continues to boast. Stepping into the ring, he steps onto the center of the ring, raising his right fist in the air and looking straight at the camera as the pyro from all corners of the ring. Then he gets into his corner and looks towards the entrance ramp, staring silently and awaiting his opponents.

Simone: Kain is an imposing figure.

Adams: Vargas and Kain make the perfect team in my opinion. They mesh well and that led to them dethroning London Underground.

Simone: Yes it did.

Justin: The following contest will be a mixed tag team match! Introducing first, weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds and hailing from Detroit, Illinois... He is one half of the SCW Mixed Tag Team Champions of the worlddddd, KAIN!

Suddenly, the arena lights turn off and the crowd is hyped up for what was in store. As the opening of "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" by U2 blares across the PA system, the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. 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.

Adams: Vargas continues to make history here in Sin City Wrestling.

Simone: Mercedes is a once in a lifetime kind of talent. She loves her craft and it shows in her in ring ability and how far its come during her career.

Justin Decent: Making her way to the ring, from Buenos Aires, Argentina, weighing in at 125 pounds, She is one half of the SCW Mixed Tag Team Champions-- MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS!

Cheers, boos and catcalls soon greet her. Oblivious and yet satisfied with their reaction for several seconds, she flips her long hair, then makes her way to the ring. As she goes up the steps and walks to the end of the ring apron, she climbs to the turnbuckle, then turns her head back as the camera shows her determined expression-perhaps a message that her opponent will be in for a tough fight. Mercedes vaults into the ring and walks over to the opposite corner where she relaxes along the corner ropes while waiting for her opponents to arrive.

Simone: Mercedes and Kain are in the ring and ready to go... but against who?

Adams: I have no idea but we are about to find that out!

The arena lights dim and Hollywood Undead's "Day Of The Dead" erupts from the sound system. The crowd turns its attention to the entrance to see a figure crawling like an insect along the stage. Clad in an ankle-length leather jacket adorned in chains, Anthrax rises up into a crouched position, arms resting on his legs, as he looks from left to right and all over -- then breaks into a creepy smile, showing his teeth. Iron Maiden steps out from behind the curtain with in a creepy manner.

Justin: Now returning to Sin City Wrestling... Annnthhhrrrax AND IRONNN Maiiden!

Adams: OH MY GOD! Anthrax and Iron Maiden!

Simone: What a shock! These two haven't been in SCW in awhile but have returned to face the mixed tag team champions right here, right now!

Adams: They creep me out.

Simone: They creep everyone out!

Anthrax slowly stands up and walks erratically down the aisle, getting close to the barricades where the fans move back and away. He stops at ringside and stares at the fans near him, before he crawls beneath the bottom rope to enter the ring. He remains on his knees and his body convulses with silent giggles, eyes closed. After a moment, he suddenly lunges into the corner and massages the turnbuckles with his cheek, holding onto the ring ropes with both hands as he stares out at the crowd. Iron Maiden stands alongside Anthrax as the SCW faithful give them a proper welcome back. Mercedes and Kain stare the two down from across the ring.

Simone: Mercedes and Kain look shocked by these remerging superstars!

Adams: If they can defeat the new champions here, that could make a strong case for a potential title shot.

Simone: Yes it could. Jacob Summers explains the rules of the matchup and calls for the bell!

Adams: Kain and Anthrax will start this one!

DING DING DING!

The bell echoes throughout leading Kain to take off suddenly at Anthrax! He nails his opponent with a step up enziguri! Kain goes for a quick pin!

ONE!

KICK OUT!

Simone: Kain wants to end this one early!

Adams: He knows how dangerous these two are! Iron Maiden may have rabies.

Simone: Why do you say that?

Adams: She's foaming at the mouth.

Simone: Oh.

Kain gets back to his feet only to caught around the throat by none other than Anthrax! He chokes Kain, who hits one knee. The referee comes in to count! Anthrax reluctantly lets go then reaches in and bites the forehead of Kain! Jacob Summers can't believe it!

Adams: Anthrax just bit Kain!

Simone: He brought blood! Referee Summers is warning him big time in the corner.

Kain flies into the corner after the match is resumed but Anthrax is tagged on his back by Iron Maiden just before Kain clotheslines him out of the ring! Iron Maiden slips into the ring to staredown Kain but Vargas glides through the ropes to take up the fight!

Simone: The ladies are now legal!

Adams: Anthrax got the worse of that.

Simone: Agreed.

Mercedes and Maiden begin swapping blows! Vargas uses a sharp back hand chop that causes the crowd to woo! Iron Maiden hits the ropes back first then springs forward! She catches Vargas in the throat with a big boot! The shot nearly turns the legend for a complete flip in the air! Iron Maiden quickly hooks a leg!

ONE!

KICK OUT!

Mercedes rolls out of the ring while Maiden taunts the crowd at the ropes. Her feet gets pulled out from beneath her suddenly! Vargas grins at the apron after tripping up her sadistic counterpart.

Simone: Vargas counters by sweeping Maiden off her feet from the apron!

Adams: The veteran refuses to allow her to build any steam for any extended period of time thus far.

Iron Maiden sits up with Mercedes sliding in the ring behind her. Maiden gets on both knees leading Vargas to dive over her in a front flip to catch the unsuspecting Iron Maiden with a somersault cutter!

Adams: What a maneuver!

Simone: Vargas rolls her up!

ONE!

TWO!

KICK OUT!

Maiden is dazed but still manages to stumble to her feet. Vargas leaps up to hers only to catch a swift kick to the gut from her opponent! Mercedes then gets captured by the throat by Iron Maiden! She lifts up Vargas then does a sit out double hand chokeslam into a pin! The crowd goes crazy as Summers hits the mat to count!

ONE!

TWO!

KICK OUT!

Adams: Wow! Did you see that choke slam!? Iron Maiden nearly won this match right there, Belinda.

Simone: Now both women are still down on the mat! Maiden pulled that off in a daze but now she looks to tag in Anthrax!

Adams: Mercy V is also crawling toward Kain.

Iron Maiden reaches up and tags in Anthrax moments before Kain gets a tag from Vargas. This gives Anthrax a slight head start! He hits the ring and catches Kain with a wicked discus clothesline! The violent sudden shot takes him off his feet completely! Anthrax taunts his opponent when he leaps back up to his feet. He then performs a standing moonsault that he lands knee first onto Kain!

Adams: Anthrax is rolling now! No ring rust at all, Belinda.

Simone: Both of them appear to have picked up right where they left off. Simply amazing and attributed to the character and ability of both wrestlers.

Adams: Indeed.

Kain struggles to one knee while Anthrax attempts to lock in his crossface but his opponent escapes! Anthrax comes at him again but Kain scoops him up for a powerslam! The crowd boos wildly leading Kain to step on his down opponent to further taunt all.

Simone: Kain has no love for the fans.

Adams: Does anyone in this match?

Simone: True.

Anthrax gets up on all fours leading Kain to look over and notice this. Iron Maiden stomps on the apron but Kain still charges across the ring! He nails Anthrax with a punt to the head! The shot sends him to the mat in a pile while Kain goes for a pin!

ONE!

TWO!

KICK OUT!

Adams: Wow!

Kain hits the mat with frustration while getting back to his feet after the kick out. He takes hold of Anthrax, who pokes him in the eye out of Summers line of sight! Kain falls back holding his face while Anthrax stumbles over to tag in Iron Maiden!

Simone: Tag made!

Adams: Here comes the ladies!

Vargas and Iron Maiden hit the ring in a hurry while their partners struggle to recover. Mercedes comes flying in looking to strike but catches an elbow to the forehead! The shot leaves a small cut that bleeds slightly. She touches it then looks at the blood on her hand with anger filling her eyes. Maiden comes in only to catch a beautiful headscissor takedown from her opponent! Mercedes transitions the takedown into a hold using her long legs in attempt to choke out Iron Maiden!

Adams: That was a nice counter, Belinda. Vargas continues to impress in this one.

Simone: She's in full control now.

Iron Maiden reaches out with her legs and takes hold of the ropes!

ROPE BREAK!

Summers comes in to break up the hold and sends both women to their respective corners. Anthrax wants a tag but Maiden refuses it. Mercedes comes back at Iron Maiden when the match is resumed only to be pulled down by the hair of her head with a brutal slam! The back of Mercedes head bounces off the mat leading her to roll over then get on all fours. She attempts to get up only to be curb stomped from behind!

Simone: Ouch!

Adams: Maiden hooks a leg!

ONE!

TWO!

KICK OUT!

Mercedes argues the count leading her opponent to crawl off toward Anthrax!

Simone: What a match!

Adams: Mercedes doesn't notice her opponent taking her opening...

Simone: Tag made!

Vargas can't believe she allowed this to happen and reluctantly goes to the corner. Kain and Anthrax glide through the ropes and are throwing punches before they even reach other! Kain misses with a wide left leading Anthrax to nearly buckle him with an uppercut! The shot stuns the champion leading Anthrax to whip him into the corner! Anthrax comes flying in with a solid knee to send his opponent down in the corner in a seated position. Kain slumps in the corner while Anthrax rushes to the opposite corner then takes off full speed toward Kain for a wicked cannonball senton in the corner! Anthrax hooks a leg!

ONE!

KICK OUT!

Simone: Kain kicks out!

Adams: Anthrax appears undaunted.

Anthrax gets up then pulls Kain up from behind only to catch a spinning back fist to the throat! This leads his opponent to bend over and Kain hits the ropes behind just behind him. Kain comes flying back in to his still bent over opponent for a picture perfect diamond cutter! The crowd boos while he hooks a leg! Iron Maiden comes flying in to break up the pin but gets rocked by Vargas as the referee starts to count!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Winner by way of pinfall, YOUR SCW MIXED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONS OF THE WORLD, KAIN AND MERCEDES VARGAS!

Referee Summers comes in with the title belts to give the champions before raising their hands high in victory!

Adams: What a match! Kain and Vargas continue to win and cement themselves as proper mixed tag team champions.

Simone: What a comeback match for Anthrax and Iron Maiden! They brought it here tonight and nearly beat the champions on a few different occasions.

Adams: The champions prevail!

Simone: Indeed! We will be right back, ladies and gentlemen! Don't touch that device!




The cameras catch up to Christian Underwood uncharacteristically walking through the backstage area. He has something rolled up in his hand, and has an awkward look on his face as he comes to and taps on the door of one of the locker rooms. The camera comes around Christian to show the the logo on the door, and the KR inside of it causes the fans in the arena to explode into cheers for the former SCW World Heavyweight Champion. Christian looks up, hearing them, but just as he takes his eyes off of the door, it pops open.

Kris: If this is some disease-ridden blonde bimb----

Kris was already in mid-sentence before his eyes found Christian. As soon as they do though, the angry tone of his voice drops and his expression softens. He gives Christian a smile before turning to the camera and winking to the audience, acknowledging that they are there.

Kris: Oh, I was expecting someone else....

Christian would have usually taken the bait and made some kind of joke given the opening that Kris was giving him, but instead he unrolls what the fans can now see is a magazine in his hands. He holds the cover towards Kris.

Christian: So personally, I really want to know, but as your boss it feels awkward to have to ask. How much of this is true?

Kris looks down at the picture on the cover and shrugs his shoulders, not really seeming bothered by it. His eyes narrow on Christian, and he toys with him a little.

Kris: Long answer or short answer?

Christian does not let a second slip between the question and his answer, likely saying more by his haste than by the words themselves.

Christian: Long answer.

Kris shrugs his shoulders without hesitation.

Kris: Probably most of it. Tabloids though, never know what little details get embellished. Gotta love them for that.

Christian tries to turn the conversation more serious, not knowing if Kris is just messing with him.

Christian: So this happened?

Kris looks awkwardly between Christian and the camera before shrugging his shoulders.

Kris: Yup.

He points to the space next to Christian and gestures like he needs him to make a space.

Kris: I was actually just on my way out though, so can we pick this back up some other time?

Christian slides out of the former champion's way, and looks back and forth between the cover of the magazine and Kris as he makes his way down the hallway. The camera pans down to the cover of the magazine, showing an overhead camera shot of an elevator interior, and the image of Fenris and Kris Ryans, arms wrapped around one another, hands up each others shirts and their lips locked in a hot and heavy kiss.

The caption reads, "Wrestling Affair Caught On Tape!"




TAG TEAM WRESTLING 101!

Despayre stands at the head of the classroom and claps his hands together.

Despayre: Now! An example! Let's say... hypothetically of course ... that someone out there actually wants to be your tag team partner...

Fenris raises his hand as if to speak, then catches himself and brings it down before he speaks anyway.

Fenris: Why is this hypothetical?

Despayre: Check your wrestling schedule.

Aron: **snort!**

Fenris: Shut UP A!

Despayre: No talking in the classroom!

He starts to walk to his desk...

Fenris: What makes you expert to deliver this lecture?

Despayre turns around and smiles brightly. He raises his hand and counts off on his fingers.

Despayre: Sinful Obsession. My tag team partner was Gabriel, the guy who trained YOU! Seven months, seventeen days as champions. Our team wasn't even the one that got beat when we lost the titles so TECHNICALLY we never lost! Me and Rage, er, Jake Sullivan. We never lost the titles because Jake got hurt and we had to vacate. Me and my buddy Bernie. The Bosom Buddies! Again, seven months, seventeen days as champions before we did lose the titles. That's five hundred and eighteen days as a tag team champion.

He waves a finger for emphasis.

Despayre: And that's not counting our unbeaten reign in AWA, or our time as the NWA World Tag Team Champions. Two more titles Gabriel and I never lost!

He shakes his head rapidly. Despayre then takes a step forward, hands clasped behind his back and he leans in toward Fenris.

Despayre: Is answer question, Mister Know-It-All?

Fenris stares at Despayre, his eyes narrowing but the words sunk in and he sighs and nods. Despayre's face immediately brightens.

Despayre: Good! Now...!

He skips back to the front of the "class" to continue on and Fenris casts a sidelong glance toward Synn who is standing against the wall.

Fenris: How much longer...?

Synn: This is just the introduction.

Fenris's eyes get wide and he turns to face the class as Despayre starts to set up the PS4 and pops in the SCW video game...... Fenris runs a hand down his face.

Fenris: What did I do to deserve this...?

He quickly looks at Aron and snarls.

Fenris: Oh shut UP!




Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a standard match!!

Jekyll and Hyde Hits the PA as Joshua walks out from the back with boos from the crowd. As he walks slowly to the ring he avoids all contact from fans. Once in the ring he goes up to the middle rope of the turnbuckle, drawing boos from the crowd as he holds up his arms.

Justin: Standing in at 6'3 and weighing in at 227 pounds!! Hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada!!! Joshua Acquin!!

The bass kicks up as a heavy fog fills the stage. Yellow and red lights illuminate it until the back of a man is seen through it. The lights vibrate with the base until singing starts and "Pretty" Ty West turns, raising his fists into the air to the mixed reaction of the fans. He arrogantly waves them off with a cocky smirk until he reaches the ring. Once in, he climbs the turnbuckle, letting out a primal 'roar' before jumping down, cracking his neck as he bounces from one leg to the other

DING DING DING!

The bell has rang as Joshua Acquin charges in on Ty West and forces him in the corner where he drives series of knees into the midsection of Ty West. He follows it up with a few clobbering forearms to the back of Ty's neck and follows it up with a hip toss out of the corner. There he charges in on Ty and grabs him by the head while rolling through and this move causes Ty's neck to snap backwards and hit the canvas hard before Joshua Acquin goes to the ropes and comes off the ropes with a jumping knee drop, but hits the canvas as Ty has rolled out of the way.

Simone: That was good reaction from Ty, or else it could have been a difficult situation to come back from.

Ty grabs the knee that Joshua used for the knee drop and pulls hard on it before lifting it up and driving Joshua knee first into the canvas. Causing Joshua to reach out for his knee and hold on to it with a painful look on his face. Ty grabs the leg and yanks it back hard before pulling Joshua to the center of the ring and drives series of elbows into the knee and thigh area of the painful leg before locking him in a single leg grapevine on the canvas.

Adams: Ty West is really trying to ground the vicious Joshua Acquin with some great wrestling moves.

Joshua sits up and attempts to grab Ty by the hair as Drew Patton warns him to let go. This causes Joshua to fall backwards, putting both his shoulders on the canvas as Drew starts to use the three count.

ONE!

TWO!

Joshua sits up again and grabs the head of Ty West and rakes his eyes viciously, this causes Ty to scream out in pain and let go off the hold that he had on his opponent. Drew is telling Joshua to get back into his corner and warns him that it's illegal to rake someone's eyes. Only to have Joshua shrugging to the warnings as he passes Drew and grabs the head of Ty and drives series of elbows into the side of his head before locking him in a side headlock from behind. Causing the blood and oxygen flow to the brain to be cut off by this hold as Drew is checking on Ty whether he wishes to give in but he refuses to do so.

Simone: Ty West is tough, he won't just give in that easily. The man endured two grueling matches at the Summer XXXTreme super show and fought valiantly against Fenris

Adams: Indeed, this guy will not tap out for a simple submission hold like that!!

Ty slowly gets to his feet and elbows in the midsection of Joshua Acquin, causing him to let go off the headlock and gets pushed into the ropes. There Ty executes an Irish Whip and follows it up with a drop toe hold where he drops Acquin face first on the canvas before Ty locks Acquin with a single leg Boston Crab submission hold as Drew Patton this time starts to check on Acquin whether he wants to give in to the hold.

Simone: Will Acquin show that he is build out of the same mold as T??

Adams: Well a headlock isn't as tough to get out off as a Single Leg Boston, plus the pain must be heavier on the knee joint of Acquin than it was on Ty's head.

Ty locks in the hold deeper and deeper as Acquin attempts to bridge his upper body off the canvas as that would put some pressure off his lower back and trying to force him to kick out of the hold but is unsuccessful in the process. He falls back on the canvas as Drew is checking closer if he is about to tap before Acquin manages to reach out and grabs the bottom rope. This forces Drew to tell Ty to let go off the hold.

Simone: Tough luck for Ty, but Acquin managed to get the bottom rope in time before giving in to the hold.

But Ty doesn't waste time and grabs the legs of Acquin once more after letting go off the hold, pulling Acquin to the middle of the ring and sets Acquin up for the Texas Cloverleaf. Locking the legs as he is about to turn him over but it is Acquin that blocks it by grabbing the back of Ty's ankles and uses his leg strength to pull his upper body upwards and grabs the head of Ty and executes a headbutt that causes Ty to let go off Acquin. Who lands on his feet and delivers a DDT in the middle of the ring. The pain on his ankle causes him to take some time before covering Ty as Drew starts to use the three count.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

Ty manages to kick out before the count of three has been reached, causing Acquin to question Drew whether it wasn't a slow count but Drew shows that it is nothing more than a count of two. That angers Joshua Acquin before grabbing the head of Ty and starts to hit hit Ty's head with closed fists as Drew starts to warn him that he should stop that before using the count of five

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIV...

Just before the count of five has ended it is Acquin that has stopped the onslaught on the face of Ty West. Causing Acquin to argue with Drew about this as that gives Ty the chance to recover and executes a schoolboy from behind and covers him for the three count.

ONE!

TWO!

Acquin kicks out and gets up full head of steam and goes for a clothesline, but Ty ducks and grabs both arms from Acquin and executes a backslide for another three count

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

Acquin again kicks out and both men charge at each other for a clothesline and both men drop each other with the same move as Drew Patton starts to use the ten count on either men.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Acquin and Ty slowly starts to stir as they are crawling towards the ropes to pull themselves up again.

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

Both men have reached their feet at the count of seven as they charge at each other, Acquin goes for a clothesline but Ty blocks the move as he sets Acquin for a Kimura lock as he pulls hard on the arm and his free hand on the chin of Acquin before locking his legs around the waist of Acquin and falls backwards and forces another submission hold on Acquin as Drew starts to check on Acquin once again

Simone: That hold seems to be locked in tight!!

Acquin is sprawling around with his arms and legs, trying so desperately to break free from the grip that Ty has on him and finally grabs the shirt of Patton and pulls him into the two of them, forcing the impact of Drew falling ontop of them causes the hold to be released. Patton gets up quickly and starts to warn Acquin that he needs to watch out as Ty West slowly gets up again. Acquin charges in on him as Ty catches him with a kick in the knee before dropping him with a Snap Suplex. He then follows it up by rolling Acquin over and executes once more the Cloverleaf and this time sinks it in tight in the middle of the ring. Drew Patton gets in the face of Acquin asking if he wants to give up and submit to the painful hold as Acquin is screaming in agonizing pain but refuses to give in until suddenly passing out as Drew calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of this match by submission!! Ty West!!!

Ty lets go off the hold as Drew grabs him by the wrists and lifts his arm in victory while Ty's music starts to play and he celebrates in the ring before heading to the back.




The cameras catch up to Kris backstage walking through the halls. With all of the rumors swirling around, it is hard to tell what the former SCW World Heavyweight Champion was up to, but he was walking with a purpose towards something or another. He rounds a corner without hesitation about what might be around it, and slams into someone moving in the opposite direction. For a moment, the two are just a blur of orange and teal, but Kris manages to spin the two of them in a circle to stop their momentum and keep both of them on their feet. When the camera refocuses on the two, fans can see that the second person in the collision was none other than the SCW Bombshell Champion. Kris immediately takes a step back from her, and holds his hands up innocently.

Kris: I should really start hesitating around corners. This happens to me more often than you would believe.

He eyes his "former" friend up and down with a smug look on his face.

Kris: Never know what diseases you could get from running into the wrong person.

She glares at him before rolling her eyes at him before straightening out her t-shirt and dusting off any "germs" that may have gotten onto it. He does not waste time standing there with her, and starts to backpedal away from her.

Mikah: Any diseases you get, would be from somebody else. Or ones you've already had.

She looks him up and down before rolling her eyes again at him before folding her arms over her chest and moving back in the direction of her locker room, following him.

Mikah: Plus, you're obviously not that observant, my locker room is just down there.

She points in the direction of her locker room, which was in the same direction in which he was headed. She just smirks at him confidently before moving back in the direction of her locker room.

Kris: I wasn't looking for you. I actually have something kinda important to do.

He tries to end the conversation by turning away from her, but she keeps going.

Mikah: Then maybe you should get the stick out of your ass and not be such a goddamn drama Queen.

She shoots him another look before flipping her hair over her shoulder with the back of her left hand. She stops and hesitates as she sees what lies ahead, a panicked look on her face.The locker room door of the bombshell's world champion sits ajar. Both notice this as they walk up to it. The door suddenly creaks open slowly with no help whatsoever. A stream of what appears to be blood pours out after the door opens completely. Kris and Mikah step inside to see blood everywhere. All of Mikah's expensive clothing are covered in the thick red liquid. The ceiling drips blood down while the walls appear to have blood running down all four. The liquid pools in the center of the room to reveal a small boat constructed from notebook paper. The little boat floats in all of the blood on the floor. A television on the wall cracks and pops from the blood then suddenly glitches to life with an inverted cross. Kris notices that she has stopped, and turned to looked at her. Upon seeing the look on her face, he takes two steps back, just enough to take a peek inside the room. He immediately shakes his head, and continues past it.

Kris: Nope. No time for love letters from psychos. Have fun.

She doesn't say anything and doesn't stop him from walking away. She stands there, wide eyed with a look of panic on her face. She slowly backs out of the room and turns back into the hallway. She closes the door to the room and looks around, still panicked.

Mikah: That fucking asshole.

She takes a breath.

Mikah: This is all Kris' fault.

She turns to leave the area, trying to regain her composure, the fake blood seeping out of the crack of the door. M




Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control presented by Sin City Wrestling!

Adams: What a night, Belinda!

Simone: I agree, Jason. What a night. We still have more matches to come and I have just been informed that Pussy Willow is standing by backstage.

Adams: Go ahead, Pussy!

The cameras cut from the announcers desk to the backstage area. A large Climax Control logo comes into view with the backstage reporter standing directly in front of it as the camera shot pans away.

Pussy Willow: Thank you, Jason! I have been granted an interview that I've wanted for awhile now.

Simone: Uh-oh.

Pussy Willow: I am standing here with The Fury, Tommy Crimson!

The camera continues to pan out to reveal Crimson standing alongside Willow. Both of them have a SCW microphone. The crowd unleashes boos throughout.

Adams: Be careful!

Pussy Willow: Noted. Crimson, you find yourself in a match tonight with two champions and Kristopher Ryans, your biggest rival to date. Who wins and why?

The Fury: I win. Once everyone sees me against the other best three... Then they themselves can judge.

Pussy Willow: What about Jordan?

Crimson turns to face the reporter directly.

The Fury: What about Jordan? Ben Jordan challenged me because he has old yeller syndrome.

Pussy Willow: Old Yeller Syndrome?

The Fury: Yeah, he's done and now I have to take him behind the shed to do what needs done.

Pussy Willow seems appalled by the vicious comments.

Pussy Willow: So how do you win tonight, if you think that of Jordan's health concerns?

The Fury: Ryans and Fenris should make a cohesive unit. Those egos won't clash at all, I bet. Those two egomaniacs teaming together will make this task a simple one. They are out for themselves so I'll let them crash and burn together to pick the bones later. Jordan needs to stand on that apron and learn a thing a two about top guy type shit in person.

The crowd boos wildly inside the arena while Crimson continues to run down everyone in the upcoming match. Tommy moves slightly closer towards Pussy leading his human skin ring jacket to open slightly to reveal a vintage J2H shirt.

Pussy Willow: Ben speaks highly of you but you continue to run him down any chance you get. People are speculating jealousy is at play here.

Crimson leans closer to be nose to nose with Pussy Willow now. She notices the J2H shirt but is too scared to say a word at the moment.

The Fury: I am jealous of he and Fenris. I believe neither should have a strap and I will show you exactly why later tonight. Ryans is back now and it's only a matter of time before the higher ups want that huge Crimson/Kris payday again.

Pussy Willow: What about the shirt?

The Fury: To remind me what obscurity does to people.

Simone: Ouch.

Pussy Willow: Do you have anything to add? Would like to address Anaheim?

Crimson turns slowly to glare into the camera.

The Fury: You bought tickets to root for heroes. Surely that Crimson will get his since these so called "heroes" can take him out. You never once thought about Kris fucking another man's wife or Fenris being a human cock fight douche, oh no... They molest your minds with falsehoods that you model your own lives after. Hilarious. You are all weak and pathetic. Tonight, I will expose three men, who all aspire to be a Tommy Crimson.

Tommy pushes his way through the camera men standing all around he and Pussy Willow. The camera shot turns back to the announcers desk.

Adams: Wow. Sharp words from The Fury.

Simone: What else did you expect? Crimson doesn't want any friends I believe looks at this more like a fatal four way than a tag which bodes well for Fenris and Kris.

Adams: Or maybe that's exactly what Tommy wants you to believe....

Simone: That's true, too. He could be mind-intercoursing us all.

Adams: Mind-Intercoursing?

Simone: Yes. We need some class.

Adams: Indeed. We will be right back, ladies and gentlemen!




The six-sided ring is showcased in a far-away shot, as referee Jasmine St. John, climbs into the ring, ready to officiate.

Simone: I understand that senior referee Jasmine St. John personally assigned herself to officiate this next match.

Adams: You didn't think she'd pass up the chance to referee a match this big, did you?

She positions herself in the near corner as Justin Decent stands ready with the introductions.

Justin: The following contest is a special Tag Team match, scheduled for one fall!

**Cheers!**

"Lux Aeterna" by Megaraptor begins to blast throughout. Crimson walks out on the stage wearing his now famous human skin ring jacket. Tommy walks out across the stage just as the violins pick up speed on his theme song. The song turns metal as he begins to walk down the steel ramp.

Justin: Introducing first! Hailing From Detroit, weighting in at 173, standing 6'2", The FurrrrrrRRRrrryyyy! TOMMMMY CRIMSON!

Crimson takes a fans sign and sharpie. He signs the child's sign then rips it in to two pieces. He drops it on the floor while laughing at the now heartbroken fan. Crimson slides in the ring and spins in a circle while slowly while holding both arms high into the air. The SCW fans rain boos down on him. He takes the negative response in like air to will him on.

Adams: I still can't believe what we're about to see! Crimson! In a TAG TEAM match!

Simone: It's almost as unbelievable as the realization that, of all people, BEN JORDAN is going to be his tag team partner!

Justin: And his tag team partner...!

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

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

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

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

Simone: That look says it all. It was a huge risk for Ben Jordan, after winning the Roulette Championship, to challenge the most dangerous man in SCW, Crimson. But now the nicest man in SCW is teaming with a figure of pure evil!

Adams: I think that's the Seventh Sign of the Apocalypse!

The lights shut off and the screen at the top of the ramp dies out, leaving the entire arena pitch black. Knowing what is coming the fans roar to life just as the PA blasts out the opening lyrics to the theme in the most booming fashion.

"REACH OUT AND TOUCH FAITH!"

Two spotlights shine down on the stage as Marilyn Manson's cover of "Personal Jesus" plays through the PA system. Standing in the middle of the stage where the lights intersect, is the man, Kristopher Ryans.

Justin: And their opponents! First from Jet City, weighing 193 pounds ... KRISTOPHER RYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYANS!

The fans erupt with applause as he makes his way down the ramp. The white club symbol finally appears behind him on the screen as he makes his descent, reaching out to the fans along the ramp and allowing them to reach out to him.

As he gets down to the bottom of the ramp, the camera passes him, circling around his side to see the orange letters on his white shorts reading "MIRACLE" down his right leg. We get behind him as he ascends the stairs, seeing that the back of his jacket displays the KR logo in the same shade of orange. He walks one side of the ring before stepping between the ropes. Once he is inside, he mounts the corner and lifts his arms high into the air as his music cuts off.

Adams: And look! Ben Jordan is applauding! He's applauding one of his opponents!

Simone: As I said, Ben Jordan is the nicest man in SCW and the level of respect that he has for Kristopher Ryans is simply astounding!

Justin: And his tag team partner...!

"If I Had A Heart" by Fever Ray begins to play across the building and the crowd turns with anticipation towards the entrance as "the White Wolf" Fenris emerges from behind the curtains with his younger brother at his side. As Aron looks on, Fenris stands stoically, looking out towards the capacity crowd before dropping to one knee with head bowed. He symbolically crosses his heart and looks 'up' in homage before standing upright and beginning his journey toward the ring with his brother following close behind.

Justin: Making his way toward the ring! Accompanied by Aron Baltasarsson, from Iceland, weighing two hundred and four pounds, he is the NEW World Heavyweight Champion -- Fenris!

Despite the fans that reach out toward him, Fenris does not reciprocate and his attention is solely on the ring, whereas the smiling Aron good naturedly slaps a hand or two that extends toward him. Fenris climbs the ring steps and walks along the apron, turning towards the fans and extends his arms up and begins the 'Viking Clap.' Slowly but surely, despite any potential misgivings towards the young man, many fans join along with him in the Viking Clap. Aron holds the ropes for his brother, and Fenris steps through and continues the clap from one corner to the next, drawing in the energy of the crowd. Joined by Aron, Fenris returns to his own corner and paces like a wolf stalking his prey, kicking off his slippers to compete barefoot as the claps slowly subside.

Fenris removes the SCW World title belt from around his waist and passes it to his brother. Fenris then holds the ropes open for Aron to climb outside of the ring and drop to the floor as Fenris steps closer to Kris to confer, his eyes never straying from the opposing team. Somehow Kris manages to convince Fenris to let him start, and the hot-headed Icelandic Superstar steps outside to the corner and takes the tag rope in hand. Across the ring, Ben offers a fist bump to Crimson who sneers at him and steps through the ropes without a word.

Simone: That one gesture speaks volumes as far as the cohesive nature of this unit.

Jasmine calls for the bell.

DING! DING! DING!

Ben circles the ring opposing Kris, the Cockney King clapping his hands and the fans following suit, rallying behind the popular Superstar. He and Kris pause and Ben offers his hand, and Kris accepts it for a handshake. The crowd applauds.

Simone: You just don't see gestures of good will like that very often.

Adams: Look at the look on Crimson's face. You sure won't see it from him!

Ben and Kris then lock up, collar and elbow! Ben, bigger and stronger, ducks behind Kris and grabs him into a rear waist lock. He picks Ryans up and takes him down to the mat, slamming him heavily and grabs him into a front face lock, holding him down on the canvas. Kris does not remain down for long, countering the front face lock into a hammerlock of his own, pinning Ben down face-first on the canvas while wrenching his arm up his back.

Simone: The opening contest these two men had several weeks ago practically stole the show. It's a treat to see them in an actual sanctioned match!

Ben manages to force his way to his knees and pushes himself back to his feet, all the while Kris maintaining his control over Jordan's arm. Kris releases the hammerlock, but keeps his grip on Ben's arm and twists it into a wrist lock, holding him at bay. Ben ducks down into the hold, turns around and takes control with a side headlock on Kris. Ben then switches back to a hammerlock behind Kris, but quickly drops and rolls him up into a school boy!

ONE!

TWO!

Kris kicks out!

Kris rolls quickly to his knees, staring down a smiling Ben who pinches thumb and forefinger close together.

Adams: This close!

Kris nods, applauding with just a hint of sarcasm as he stands up and they circle again. They go to lock up but Kris grabs his arm again and twists it, then whips Ben over with an arm drag. Ben jumps up and gets taken over with a second arm drag! With a knee on the side of Ben's head, Kris has him in an arm bar down on the mat.

Adams: You'll never get Ben Jordan to tap out with a simple arm hold.

Ben manages to force himself back to a vertical base and Kris goes to send him into the ropes but Ben hangs on and reverses it, Irish whipping Kris in instead. Kris jumps onto the middle rope and dives back onto Ben with a high cross body, but Ben uses the momentum to roll over into a cover, hooking Kris's wildly kicking legs!

ONE!

TWO!

Kick out!

Ben goes for an Irish whip but Kris reverses it! Kris drops down and Ben runs over him and rebounds off the far side! Kris jumps up and attempts a hip toss, only for Ben to reverse it and be the one to hip toss Kris over! Ben then goes for an Irish whip into his own corner but Kris reverses it and sends Ben in hard instead! Kris then runs in and jumps, sandwiching Ben in his corner with a Stinger splash! As Kris backs up, Crimson reaches in and tags himself in with a hard slap to Ben's chest!

Simone: Not the most friendly of tags there between partners.

And the crowd cheers as old enemies stand off as Crimson enters the ring!

Adams: And HERE we go!

The two stare each other down before Crimson waves Kris off and points towards his corner!

Adams: Crimson wants Fenris!?

Simone: He wants the World Champion!

Kris points toward his partner who has his hand extended, and he looks to the crowd who cheers. Kris then nods, backs up and tags the champion! And as Fenris steps through the ropes, Crimson jumps him before he can enter!

Simone: And THAT is what we should have expected from Crimson!

Crimson drags Fenris through the ropes and into the ring by the hair and throws him into a heap on the mat, before he mounts him and pounds him with fist after fist after fist!

Adams: I don't think Fenris was ready for THIS!

Simone: World Champion or not, Fenris is still a rookie and has never been in a tag team match before now! He won't know what he can and can't get away with!

Crimson drags Fenris to his feet and shoves him halfway through the ropes, and bends him back and digs his fingers into his eyes as Jasmine counts to force the break!!

One!
Two!
Three!
Four!...

And Crimson releases him, only to grab him by the hair and pull him backward again and he starts swinging clubbing blows around from behind and into his sternum! Again, Jasmine is forced to count!

One!
Two!
Three!
Four!

Crimson breaks and pulls Fenris back into the ring and delivers a wicked shot to the kidney with his fist, sending a pained champion down to one knee! Crimson then whips him hard into the near corner and comes in and starts delivering a barrage of boots to the sternum, one right after the other until Fenris is down on his backside and Crimson presses a boot against his throat!

One!
Two!
Three!
Four!

Crimson breaks and Jasmine gets right between him and Fenris, arguing heavily with the Satanic Superstar about his tactics!

Adams: Normally I have confidence in Jasmine being able to handle any Superstar, but Crimson? That's debatable!

Crimson pushes past the official and grabs for Fenris as the champion rises, but Fenris stuns him with a hard right that knocks him back a step! Fenris then is back on his feet and unloads an all-out assault of rapid-fire, left and right open palm strikes!

Simone: Crimson allowing himself to get distracted was all the opening Fenris needed!

Before Crimson can recover, Fenris whips him hard into the corner and moves in with a number of left and right MMA punches to the upper body and stomach, as Crimson tries to shield himself but is unable to block them all! Fenris then doubles him over with a straight fist to the stomach and brings him out of the corner in a front face lock and delivers repeated knee strikes into his exposed upper body and head!

Simone: It's this intensity that brought Fenris to the world title so quickly in his career!

Fenris then falls back, throwing Crimson over onto his back and rolls through, retaining the front face lock while holding Crimson into a front body scissors! Jasmine is down on her knees, checking on the hold and asking Crimson if he wants to submit but he, of course, refuses! He does, however, manage to roll over to pin Fenris on his back and Jasmine counts!

ONE!

TWO!!

Fenris has to release him to keep from getting pinned! Kris calls for the tag and Fenris obliges, and Kris uses the top rope as a springboard into a flying missile dropkick onto his arch-nemesis! Crimson goes flying back, head over heels and Kris jackknifes him for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Crimson kicks out!

Adams: OH that was close!

Kris takes him by the arm and goes for an Irish whip but Crimson reverses it! Crimson goes for a hip toss but Kris lands on his feet and counters with a sit-down jaw breaker! Kris runs into the ropes and jumps back for a springboard tornado DDT, only to have Crimson block it and bring him over into a Northern light suplex and bridge!

ONE!

TWO!

Kick out by Kris Ryans!

Crimson quickly throws Kris into his corner and starts driving his knee into Kris's exposed midsection, and then Ben tags himself in!

Adams: I bet he tagged in as much to get a piece of the action as to end Crimson's illegal assault!

Crimson looks none too pleased and briefly argues with his partner as Ben steps in and he himself is forced to step out! Ben brings Kris to his feet and delivers a hard head butt to Ryans, sending him staggering back and prime position for a forearm shot to the chest, followed up by a European uppercut! But Kris suddenly comes back and starts throwing forearm shots of his own, surprising ben and driving him back against the ropes! Kris then goes for an Irish whip but Ben reverses it and on the rebound, he catches Ryans with a lightning quick overhead suplex! But the throw sends Kris close enough to his own corner that he is able to tag Fenris back into the match! But before Fenris can step through the ropes, Ben runs over and grabs the top rope, catapulting the champion in the hard way!

Simone: HERE we go! World Champion versus Roulette Champion!

Ben picks him up and goes for an Irish whip into the ropes but Fenris reverses it and Ben comes off with a leaping lariat, sending Fenris tumbling back head over heels!

Adams: Ben damn near decapitated Fenris with that shot!

Fenris staggers to his feet on wobbly legs and swings wildly but Ben ducks and goes for an arm-leg trap suplex but Fenris lands on his feet behind him! Fenris grabs him from behind for a release German suplex and this time it is Ben who lands on his feet! Ben grabs him from behind and runs him into the ropes, rolling him back into a cradle!

ONE!

TWO!

Fenris reverses it into an Asuka Lock submission!

Ben struggles wildly as Fenris sinks the submission hold in tight! But the ring veteran has great ring awareness, and manages to roll over, even though it places him in an even worse position, but close enough for his foot to snag the bottom rope!

Simone: Great move there by Ben!

Fenris does not want to relinquish the hold and Jasmine counts!

One!
Two!
Three!
Four!...

And he does, but he pulls Ben to his feet to continue! Fenris sends Ben into the ropes and goes to deliver a hard kick, only for Ben to catch his leg and bring him over in a Dragon screw, jamming the world champion's knee!

Simone: THAT is a great idea and very clever by Ben Jordan! Much of Fenris's arsenal consists of those MMA style kicks! Take his leg out and you handicap him!

Ben has Fenris on his back and does a second dragon screw, then a third! Ben then hooks his legs within his own arms and turns him over into a Texas cloverleaf submission!

Adams: I don't think anyone has had Fenris in such a vulnerable state before like Ben Jordan does now!

Fenris's face is contorted in pain as he yells in anger and agony! He props himself up on his forearms to help with the pressure, but shakes his head "no" as Jasmine asks if he wants to submit! Fenris FINALLY uses his leverage on his forearms to roll over onto his back, tripping Ben to the canvas and breaking the hold, but before he can try to do anything, ben is already on him and drags him to his corner, tagging in Crimson! Surprisingly, Crimson comes in and grabs a leg as Ben grabs the other and....!

Adams: Make a wish!!

Simone: Who would have thought those two would show any form of team work!? At all!?

Crimson then proceeds to lay in the boots on the helpless Fenris, before he drops to the mat and rolls outside, dragging Fenris along with him! With Fenris's legs straddling the corner, Crimson grabs one leg and whips it hard into the steel ring post, sending the champion screaming and clutching his leg!

Simone: Crimson is like a shark smelling blood! Ben began the work on the leg, now Crimson is going to want to take it off!

Crimson then jams his leg down hard over the apron! Fenris rolls over, grabbing his leg and falls off the apron and onto the floor! Crimson picks him up and sends him crashing into the metal ring steps!! He then peels the champion up from the floor, picks him up as if for an atomic drop and simply dumps his exposed leg onto the steel barricade!

Adams: Oh my god! If Fenris's leg wasn't injured before, it has to be now!

Simone: Even Ben does not look happy with the lengths Crimson is going with this!

At the count of eight, Crimson grabs Fenris and rolls him back inside of the ring before following in himself! Once inside, Crimson grabs Fenris up off the mat and hits a pump handle slam! Crimson then dashes into the ropes and comes sliding off with a hard shining wizard knee strike to the head!

Adams: Fenris might be out after that!

Crimson with the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Fenris gets a shoulder up!

Crimson props his hands on his knees and glares at Jasmine, breathing heavily! He drags Fenris to his feet and brings him up and over with a vertical suplex! Crimson then steps out onto the apron and sizes his downed opponent up. He then uses the ropes for a springboard to come flying in with a 450 splash, only to have Fenris bring his knees up into Crimson's midsection! Crimson rolls around, clutching his stomach in agony as Fenris grabs his knees and thrashes on the mat!

Adams: Yeah that might not have been the best idea on Fenris's part!

Simone: A rookie mistake that may very well cost him!

Fenris manages to stagger to his feet and he limps heavily toward Crimson. Crimson grabs Jasmine by her pant leg and she pulls free, stumbling around so she doesn't see crimson swing the uppercut between Fenris's legs!!

Adams: Low blow!

The crowd boos as Fenris slowly sinks to his knees, eyes and mouth wide open and clutching himself! Kris looks concerned as Ben appears to be fuming. Crimson smiles, shaking his head at Jasmine, denying any wrong doing on his part! Crimson drags Fenris over to the corner and picks him upside down and deposits him into the Tree of Woe! Crimson starts to stomp his exposed body as Jasmine counts!

One!
Two!
Three!
Four!

Crimson backs off, only to grab Fenris by the hair, pick him up and drop him so the back of his head strikes the turnbuckle! Cr8mson then starts delivering kick after kick AGAIN --- when Ben Jordan is in the ring and pulls his own partner off of his opponent!

Simone: Well thank god for small favors!

Crimson looks ENRAGED that ben did such a thing to interfere, and he shoves him! ben answers back with a shove of his own and Crimson PUNCHES him!

Adams: He attacked his own partner!

Simone: We KNEW that was a risk in putting Crimson in such an environment!

DING DING DING!

But Ben is never one to back down from a fight and he sweeps Crimson's legs out from under him and the crowd is on its feet for Be, laying in fist after fist on Crimson! Crimson rolls out under the ropes to escape and get a breather, and as ben makes to go out after him -- instead, KRIS RYANS leaps out of the ring, diving through the ropes and crashing into Crimson!

DING DING DING!

Simone: What the HELL!?

Ben goes out through the ropes to check on the fallen Kris Ryans, NOT Crimson! Ben is helping the stunned Kris to his feet, when Crimson is back on his own. He grabs Ben from behind and sends him crashing back-first against the barricade! Crimson then reaches over the barricade and shoves a fan from his seat and grabs the steel folding chair!

Adams: Oh no!

Crimson stalks Ben as he shakes the cobwebs and raises the chair up to strike him, then Fenris comes running around the corner of the ring and kicks the chair back into Crimson's own head! Fenris collapses to the mat as the bell continues to ring and security and staff rush out to intervene and separate the four!

Simone: This is chaos!

Adams: I bet the staff are really regretting booking this one!

Simone: I'm not so sure about that!

Crimson is brought to his feet and he tries to go after EVERYONE as Ben and Kris look to Fenris and help him up on his bad leg!

Simone: maybe we can get some official clarification from Justin...

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! Referee Jasmine St. John has ruled this match can not continue! Therefore, it has been declared a NO CONTEST!

The fans boo heavily at this decision, wanting to see even MORE of the chaos unfold as Crimson is forcibly ejected from the ringside area as even THEN he continues to try and get at the trio staring him down!




The tag team match had been nothing short of chaotic where neither team was able to pull out the end, although experts were already whispering that Ben Jordan and crimson clearly had the edge before all hell broke loose, resulting in the no-contest. Backstage, Fenris is leaning heavily on Aron's shoulder, limping along back down the hall as a concerned Kris Ryans followed, his eyes constantly falling toward the leg that both Ben and Crimson had worked over for a length of the match.

Kris: Maybe you should swing by the medical area. Have that checked.

But he finds that Fenris is as stubborn as he is angry, shaking his head in refusal.

Fenris: No. No doctor. I don't need... let go A.

Aron slowly helps his brother relax back against the hallway wall so he could take a breather and alleviate the pressure on the leg. While he catches his breath, Kris paces in front of his, his hand over his mouth, his mind churning several thoughts at once.

Fenris: What is wrong? I said I was fine.

Kris stops and shakes his head, knowing he has to do something he dreads.

Kris: Nah, I believe you. It's just.... You know that one time?

Fenris was following him, and he could have stopped there but words just kept coming out of his mouth.

Kris: The place? Things? Stuff. Yeah.... Fuck it.

He exhales and positions himself in front of Fenris.

Kris: Christian came to see me before our match. He had a magazine... you know what a tabloid is?

The term is lost on Fenris, or at least the English equivalent, and he shakes his head.

Kris: It's a magazine that reports mostly news and gossip about celebrities; athletes, movie stars ... wrestlers... It's mostly bullshit and lies, but sometimes...

He looks at Fenris with serious eyes.

Kris: They manage to pull their head out of their asses just far enough to get a peek at something true.

Fenris stares at him, not comprehending what Kris is saying or implying.

Kris: Christian had a magazine ... what happened a few weeks ago... in the elevator? And my hotel room...?

Fenris frowns and shifts his eyes toward Aron and back again, as if silently asking Kris to go no further. But Kris gets where he's coming from but knows also that there is no going back. Kris temporarily closes his eyes, draws in a deep breath and exhales. He opens his eyes.

Kris: Someone saw it, saw us, on camera. It's on the cover of the issue Christian had... Something about a possible video being sold for millions of dollars because let's face it, everyone would want that.

Fenris blinks, his face beginning to drain of color from what he is hearing. He starts to shake his head.

Fenris: No... how? ... No!

Kris holds his hands out.

Kris: How? Not sure. Why? People are assholes. I saw it though. The cover, not the video. It's a real thing.

Aron: Wait -- what? What magazine... what are you two talking about?

He looks back and forth between Kris and his brother.

Aron: What happened?

Aron then looks at Kris directly.

Aron: What are you saying??

But Fenris suddenly explodes into an expletive barrage of Icelandic curses! His face is pale but flushed in anger and presumably humiliation! Aron is also shocked -- SHOCKED -- and presumably horrified to see actual TEARS welling up in his brother's blue eyes.

Aron: K?

He reaches a hand for his brother who pulls away harshly! Fenris turns and storms down the hall, limping as quickly as he can! Aron starts to give chase with Kris bringing up the rear.

Aron: K! Slow down!

Fenris reaches his dressing room and almost breaks the door slamming it open! He looks around wildly but finds his gym bag and street clothes. Rather than get showered and dressed, Fenris stuffs his clothes into his bag, grabs his car keys and turns and heads out of the dressing room!

Kris: Where are you... the show isn't finished yet!

But Fenris isn't listening! Aron hurries to catch up with Kris right along with him. They find themselves at the exit that leads to the parking garage! Fenris shoves it open and hurries out towards his car with the others in tow! Arriving at his rental, Fenris throws the bag into tje back seat and climbs into the driver's side. Aron has just enough time to climb into the passenger seat as the car ignition is turned and peels out of the parking lot, leaving Kris fanning at the plume of exhaust! He brushes some of the smoke away and shrugs his shoulders.

Kris: Well that went as good as I could have hoped for...

He coughs, likely a result of the exhaust.

Kris: Or.... you know... not...

He coughs again before walking away from the camera as it fades to black.




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

What Makes your Beautiful by One Direction hits the speakers and once the singing starts Dani steps out from the back to a moderately sized pop. She makes her way down to the ring area slapping hands with fans along the way!

Justin: Introducing first, from Daytona Beach, Florida, this is Dani Weston!

Dani rolls into the ring and poses for the cheering crowd', however she does not get a chance to soak in their cheers for long as suddenly, the arena lights turn off and the crowd is hyped up for what was in store. As the opening of "Dirty Little Girl by Burn Halo blares across the PA system, the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. As the lyrics finally kick in, a figure emerges.

Justin: And her opponent, from New York City, she is the SCW Bombshell Champion, Mikah!

Mikah soon makes her way out onto the stage, one hand on her hip the other by her side. The Bombshell Championship is proudly displayed around her waist. She stops in the middle of the stage before rolling her hips to the left before continuing her way down the ramp. She jeers at the crowd before rolling her eyes at them and ignoring them. She jogs up the stairs before strutting two steps onto the apron then slowly getting into the ring between the bottom and middle rope, dipping her upper body lower than her lower body to make her butt stick out a bit.

Simone: With the exception of the two week reign that Crystal had back in June, Mikah has managed to hang onto her Bombshell Championship for all of 2018 so far.

Adams: Dani Weston is going to try and pull the upset tonight though, and if she does, I'm guessing that momentum carries her a lot further than just a couple of weeks.

Mikah then moves to the middle of the ropes and steps on the bottom one. She unsnaps the championship from her waist and lifts it high into the air before leaning suggestively over the top rope as if to give the crowd a glimpse of her chest but then pulls back and steps down. Mikah holds the championship out in front of Dani's face, while mouthing some words that the cameras do not pick up. The official steps between them and relieves Mikah of the championship belt though. Mikah moves to the corner, leaning against the turnbuckle as her music fades and the referee holds the Bombshell Championship up from the center of the ring.

DING DING DING!

Simone: Mikah doesn't look impressed with Dani here at all.

Adams: Well you've heard Mikah, she doesn't think Dani deserves to be here.

Simone: Then Dani is just going to have to prove her wrong here tonight.

Dani comes out of her corner first, but Mikah does not move away from her own. She leans against the corner, and brings her hand up to her mouth to cover a fake yawn. When Dani takes another step forward Mikah raises her free hand out in front of her with just an index finger extended.

Simone: I guess the Bombshell Champion needs a second....

Adams: Well, it was a long yawn.

Mikah finally drops her hand from her face, showing that there was a smile under it. The rookie takes the bait and runs the rest of the way across the ring towards Mikah. She takes to the air to splash the champion against the corner, but the veteran rolls forward out of the corner and avoids contact. Dani crashes down against the turnbuckle pad, and turns around to Mikah already waiting for her. Impressively, Dani gets her hands up to give her a shot at blocking any incoming strikes, but Mikah again shows her veteran prowess by taking Dani down with a drop toe hold that brings the rookie face first with the mat.

Adams: Mikah is gaining the early momentum here, but it looks like she is just playing with Dani.

Simone: I think asking Mikah to take anything seriously these days is a bit of a stretch. She has been especially intolerable as of late.

Mikah repositions herself on the mat as Dani tries to force herself up to her feet. Mikah grabs two handfuls of Dani's hair and forces the rookie to crash back down to the mat face first. The official moves in to tell Mikah to let go of Dani's hair before starting a count to disqualify the champion. Mikah does not immediately relent though, smashing Dani's face into the match two more times before releasing her grip at as the referee's count got to four.

Simone: Mikah used as much of that count to her advantage as she could.

Adams: It might not look pretty, but I bet it is pretty damn effective.

The referee backs Mikah up to check on Dani, who was not even close to having second thoughts about competing in the match. She brushes the referee away, saying that she was fine, and quickly got her feet under her. Dani turns back towards Mikah, who comes out of her corner looking to put the rookie back down. She goes for a clothesline attempt, but Dani leans backwards, avoiding the contact in spectacular fashion. Dani flashes a little speed next, turning around before Mikah can catch her balance and leaping into the air. Dani drives both of her knees into Mikah's back and pulls her down with a backstabber. Mikah's back arches at an awkward angle upon impact, and she rolls away on the mat so that Dani cannot immediately capitalize off of the move.

Simone: Dani has stalled Mikah's momentum! She has to take it to the champion now.

Adams: It is going to take more than that to take down the champ.

Dani beats Mikah to her feet, but when the champion finally makes her way up, and turns back to her challenger, Dani sends her back down to the mat with an arm drag. Mikah rolls through on the mat and gets back to her feet quickly before rushing at the rookie. Dani keeps pushing the tempo up by catching Mikah with a second arm drag, but when she gets back up runs towards the ropes. Mikah is slower to get to her feet, but manages to turn just as Dani leaps and takes her down with a Lou Thesz press before cradling Mikah's head and throwing several stiff forearm shots to her temple. The crowd pops loudly, getting behind the rookie as the referee moves to separate the two. Dani gets back to her feet feeling the energy in the arena, and hyping up the crowd while Mikah tries to pull herself back together on the mat.

Simone: Dani is in the driver's seat now, and these fans are definitely in her corner.

Adams: If Dani can keep this up, Mikah could be in trouble.

Mikah starts to get up to her feet, but Dani closes the gap between them and hooks her up for a snap suplex. Mikah attempts to hook her foot around Dani's to stop it, but finds herself overpowered by the rookie, and sent through the air before crashing hard on the mat. Dani wastes no time repositioning herself on the mat and hooking Mikah's outside leg for an attempt at a pin.

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout!

Adams: Only two!

Simone: Dani has more work to do, but she has Mikah exactly where she wants her.

Dani beats Mikah to her feet again, and tries to grapple with the champion for a second time. However, Mikah had the faster hands this time around and the veteran experience to take Dani by the wrist and roll backwards into an inside cradle style pin. Once Dani's shoulders were down on the mat, the referee was in perfect position to count the fall.

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout!

Dani kicks out emphatically, breaking the cradle and causing the two women to roll away from one another. They race to their feet to seize the momentum in the match, but neither woman manages to beat the other. They even throw similar right hands at the same time, which both land and cause both women to take a step back from one another. Dani is the first to attempt to take a step forward, but Mikah raises her boot to put it in Dani's chest. Instead of letting Mikah kick the air from her lungs though, Dani gets her hands up to trap Mikah's leg. The veteran had an answer for that though, leaping off of her planted foot, and hitting Dani with an enziguri that took both women down to the mat.

Adams: That is the Mikah that we all know and love!

Simone: Mikah's quick thinking is what has kept her at the top of SCW for so long, Dani has to pick her shots better.

Mikah gets to her feet first this time around and stalks behind Dani, looking to finally put the rookie away. When Dani gets back to her feet, Mikah moves forward, and tries to connect with The Mikahangelo heel kick but Dani leans forward away from it and the shot goes right over her head. Mikah spins on her planted foot, allowing Dani to slip behind her. The rookie leans forward, hooking Mikah's arm around her neck and lifting the champion up into the air. Dani was attempting a back body drop, but the Bombshell Champion does a full rotation in the air, and lands on her feet behind her challenger. Mikah wraps her arms around Dani's waist and charges forward, slamming the rookie's chest into the corner turnbuckles, and then using the momentum to roll backwards into a bridge style pin.

Adams: Creating pin attempt from Mikah!

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout!

Simone: Not enough!

Dani rolls her shoulder up, causing the bridge that Mikah was making with her body collapse and both women fall to their sides on the mat. They are close together, and rising to their feet at the same time. Mikah reaches out and rakes at Dani's eyes to try and buy herself a moment, but the rookie sends a hard kick to her stomach in response. Mikah doubles forward, and Dani wraps an arm around her neck to go for one of her swinging neckbreaker variations, but Mikah rotates out of it as Dani spins. The veteran is the first to get her bearings and sends a hard kick to Dani's kneecap, causing the rookie to fall to her knees on the mat. The champion hooks and arm around Dani's neck and falls backwards following the shot, driving Dani's head into the mat with a DDT.

Adams: Excellent counter from Mikah!

Simone: She is not going for a pin though!

Mikah does not roll Dani off onto her shoulders and go for a pin, and instead repositions herself on the mat next to her. She brings her shin up to the rookies throat, and then takes Dani's wrist before rolling backwards. Dani is pulled along for the ride, and Mikah has to move quickly to avoid putting her own shoulders on the mat. Once Dani moves towards her though, Mikah is able to adjust her grip and really sink in the hold before Dani even realizes what Mikah was setting up.

Adams: She went right into Cupid's Chokehold from the mat!

Simone: Even worse, Dani is in the middle of the ring!

Dani tries to fight her way out of the hold, but no matter which way she reaches, or which limb she tries, the ropes are well out of reach. Each time she wiggles to try and pin Mikah's shoulders to the mat and break the hold that way, Mikah arches her back to torque the pressure on the hold. After a few moments, Dani is forced to do the only thing she can to avoid being choked unconscious, and taps Mikah's leg.

DING DING DING

Justin: Here is your winner via submission and STILL SCW Bombshell Champion, Mikah!!!!

Mikah is handed her championship back as she gets to her feet, but it is not Dirty Little Girl by Burn Halo that fills the arena speakers as she rises. Instead, the beat of Childish Gambino's "Sunrise" floods the arena PA, the lights shut off, and purple and white lights above the stage pulse to the sound of the music. It takes a few seconds for the crowd to realize exactly what is happening, but once they do they erupt into cheers. Mikah turns her attention to the stage just as the screen lights up and an animated paint brush writes out just five letters in bright purple: COURT.

Simone: Can it be? She said that she would be arriving soon, but that was expected to be a few weeks from now.

Adams: Now she knows who is going to be the Bombshell Champion at that time though!

Mikah steps up to the ropes facing the top of the ramp as her student steps out onto the stage and stares down the ramp at her. Mikah raises the Bombshell Championship into the air in response to Court's appearance, but Court, dressed in street clothes, makes a motion like a belt around her waist, and points out to the Bombshell Championship.

Simone: Well that certainly looks like a challenge being made! And that is where we end tonight's show, join us next week! For Jason Adams, I'm Belinda Simone! G'night everybody!




Thank you! to Chris, Mark, Jay, Crimson, Annie, Wong, Gerrit, Casey, Jenny, Todd and Britt. Also thanks again to Annie for the cool match banners and to everyone who roleplayed.