The show opens up inside of the Concert Hall, with the fans standing and cheering, waving for the attention of the camera. They hold up their signs that show their support for their favorite Sin City Wrestling superstars and Bombshells and the chant is heard throughout the building.
Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!
The camera pans across the building which is sold out to standing room only and ring announcer Justin Decent stands in the ring, bare chested and wearing only a pair of skin-tight cut-off shorts and white high tops. He waves to the cheering crowd and brings the microphone up to address the crowd.
Justin: Hello everybody and welcome to Reading, Berkshire, England! Welcome to the world famous Concert Hall, and most of all, welcome to SCW Climax Control!
The crowd on hand cheers with hearty enthusiasm.
Justin: Now without further ado, may I present to you the mistress of ceremonies! Our Hostess with the Mostess ... Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!
The fans cheer and applaud as Amanda comes out, done up like a female Benny Hill; pink shirt, cowgirl hat with thin-rimmed glasses, denim jeans and white boots with a banjo slung over her shoulder.
Amanda: They say if you build a better mousetrap the world will beat a pathway to your house.
Unlucky Luke, unlucky kid,
They put his cradle on the ??? near the door,
Unlucky Luke, no wonder he hollers,
Unlucky Luke, at the age of fifty-two,
Last night he lost his pet alsation pup,
Unlucky Luke, unlucky Luke,
If Luke was to build a better mousetrap, somebody'd breed a smarter mouse.
If it started raining soup his family'd all have forks,
If they was to cut a woman in two, he'd get the half that talks.
Why he broke into a betting shop and he lost four hundred quid.
Now his parents never loved him like they did his sister, Kim,
They could tied a kipper 'round his neck to get the cat to play with him.
And he cried the day that he was weened 'cause he knew even then,
It'd be twenty years before he was near anything like that again.
So the folks downstairs could hear him when he fell out on the floor.
Now the saddest day of Luke's unhappy life, beyond a doubt,
Was the day he went to hospital to get his tonsils out.
He was on the operating theatre trolley sleeping sound,
When a short-sighted nurse came past and turned the trolley 'round.
His sick aunt died and in her will he owed her forty dollars.
Now Luke married Charlie's widow, a lady with no manners,
She had a figure like a hippo and face like a bag of spanners.
She told him she'd four children in the cemetary by the creek,
She forgot to tell they was down there playin' hide and seek.
Had a wife, a girlfriend and a tax demand and all three were overdue.
Now Luke came home one lunch time, he'd been out selling lucky charms,
He tripped over a neighbour's cat and fractures both his arms.}
He said, "Hey, that's a black cat, why that's lucky, I've a hunch."
His wife said, "That cat's lucky 'cause he's just had your lunch."
So he phoned up the Samaritans but the Samaritans hung up.
Oh Luke, he had to go to France, his wife said, "I suppose you'll fly."
He said, "With luck like mine the plane'll crash and I'm too young to die."
So he sailed there in the safety of an ocean-going ship,
But he got drowned when the boat went down when the plane crashed into it."
Until the day he died fate was against unlucky Luke.
Simone: Hello everyone, and welcome to the hometown of none other than Kate Steele, Reading, Berkshire, for SCW Climax Control! Know that we are here with you as the world is going through troubled times due to the Corona Virus pandemic.
Adams: And Mark Ward will have an announcement concerning the tour later tonight.
Simone: Indeed, but for one, brief evening, the men and women of SCW will work overtime to try and help you forget the world's troubles in an eight-match lineup.
Adams: And it starts with the Bombshells when Violet Amelia Holt takes on the former Roulette and World Tag Champion, Jessie Salco, in the opener!
Simone: Lachlan Kane finally gets back into the six-sided ring, but the efforts now will face a task as he is up against the viable threat of Travis Levitt!
Adams: Then the first Blast From the Past 2020 Quarter-Finals of the night happens when Evie Jordan and Mark Cross go up against Tallyn and Jack Washington!
Simone: Fenris stated he was going to start from the bottom up, to regain his standing in SCW, and made mention of Stephen Callaway as being the very bottom. Stephen took exception to this and said some things that, quite frankly, angered the former world champion. Now the two are going one on one where all hell could break loose!
Adams: We know that Song and Blasted Monk will get a shot at Wolfslair at Blaze of Glory VIII! Song and Johanna Krieger have had their time in the ring, and this week it's the men's turn when Alex Jones takes on Blasted Monk!
Simone: Then the last of the Quarter-Final matches in the 2020 Blast From the Past memorial when the new team of Sierra Williams and Teddy Warren take on Mother Mavis Shepherd and Aron Baltasarsson!
Adams: Then it's a Triple Threat with three of the best Bombshells - EVER! Seleana Zdunich! Kiera Fisher-Johnson! And Mercedes Vargas!
Simone: Then in tonight's Main Event, Samantha Marlowe came close to winning the vacant Internet title at My Bloody Valentine III, but it was Kate Steele -- who calls Reading home -- who walked away with the gold! Now Kate puts the title on the line against Samantha in front of family, friends and fans! And both women are facing enormous pressure for entirely different reasons!
Adams: This is going to be a great night! I can't wait!
Simone: All of this and so much more on SCW Climax Control!
Simone: We are in Reading, Berkshire England and tonight we have a great show lined up tonight.
Adams: The Blast From The Past Tourney continues and we will be finalizing who will be in the Semi Finals.
Simone: However our main event will feature home town hero Diamond Steele as she will be taking on Sam Marlowe.
Adams: Lots of action on the docket tonight but we will be opening up with the newly crowned World Bombshell Champion Christina Zdunich.
Meganerd by YTcracker begins to blast all across the speakers as it does so Christina Rose makes her way from the back curtain with in a Leopard skin outfit. She has the newly acquired World Bombshell Championship draped across a shoulder. She smiles as she slides into the ring and raises the title as proudly as she can in the air. The crowd cheers her on as she slowly enters into the ring. She calls for the microphone and slowly raises it to her mouth.
Christina: I just want to say from the bottom of my heart what's going on Berkshire England!!!
The crowd begins to cheer as loudly as they can in return as she nods her head and slowly begins to speak some more. She looks at the title before she moves her eyes to the crowd.
Christina: I just want to say that it was a long journey to get to where I am. I have to thank Roxi Johnson for not only being one of my best friends but for being an amazing competitor. We both brought it in the middle of the ring and we gave each other the fight of a lifetime. With that win I have made history. I have become the only four time World Bombshell Champion in the history of this company. I have placed my name in the history books and the legacy of Christina Zdunich, Crystal Hilton, or whatever you wish to call me continues on. The reality is Mikah won this title from me 21 months ago. It's all I thought about. No matter how much I tried to build myself it just wasn't enough.
Christina takes a deep breath as she shakes her head and continues to speak.
Christina: I questioned my abilities, I questioned my skill and I decided to leave for a short while. I left things in the hands of my daughter to carry on the future of my legacy. Yet I didn't realize she would lose her passion and be taken advantage of by the likes of Kate Steele who broke her arm and terrorized many others. I didn't want to come back but I was forced too. I beat Kate and the anger consumed me to the point I beat her with her own submission. I beat her friend in Cat Riley. I built myself up but the greed among everything else got the better of me. I started attacking my wife and this is the only thing I had dreamed of. I wanted to be the woman the company revolved around. I wanted things to be all about me but the thing is it wasn't...
Christina takes a deep breath as she is quiet for a bit and speaks some more.
Christina: I may have gone on and given Alicia the fight of a lifetime a feud that would warrant us feud of the year but I needed more than that... it felt depressing watching Roxi and Alicia dominate the wrestling scene while I was left on the outskirts. While all of this was going on I spotted an up and coming Mexican wrestler who reminded me of myself. A woman by the name of Andrea Hernandez who had that same fire I once did. I knew in my heart she would be the future of the business and before she would go about her way to the top I wanted a piece of her. I wanted to show I still had it and yet she bested me...
Christina shakes her head.
Christina: This past year felt like hell. I didn't even know if I would be a World Champion again. I was fully accepting of maybe dropping down into another division. Since losing to Andrea it felt like I wasn't even booked. My stocks fell like they were crashing down harder than those of the real stock market with this crazy virus. I felt like nothing mattered anymore. I basically had to call Mark Ward on the phone and ask him for a match. I knew the Blast From The Past was in session but I begged him that I wanted a match. Let me break out of the mold of "Christina Rose" and be truly blunt with you all. I simply asked him not to put me in the ring with somebody on the caliber of a Mikah or even a Dani Weston because I didn't think I was at that type of level. Despite Dani just returning back and Mikah being a PA I still saw them as a threat and I didn't want that type of match. I wanted a fine tuning match. Something to get my confidence going again! You know maybe call in some local talent from England to face me in a try out match and you know what he told me in return?
Christina smirks.
Christina: Mark Ward told me no problem... You won't be facing a Dani Weston or a Mikah I have something special for you. I didn't know what to think but before you knew it I was being booked against Roxi Johnson for the title. I felt worthless because deep down in my heart I knew I didn't deserve it. I knew that this was supposed to be Andrea's moment. She earned that chance the moment she beat me at the Super Card however because she was in the tourney they had to find somebody else and I was that person. Did I give Roxi my all?! You bet my ass I did. I gave her everything I had and I ended up winning. As great as it means to make history the reality is I can't cherish is because it was a shot that wasn't earned. It should have been someone else. Everybody was cheering me on. My wife treasured me and told me finally you did it Estrellita but I still felt empty. So I am here to write the wrongs. I know there is probably some plan to announce who is next. I know Mark Ward tweeted that a champion just can't give anybody a shot. It's up for the bookers to book, and that's fine...
Christina cracks a serious expression on her face.
Christina: But I am not going to allow women out of the blue to start making threats to take the title. Women such as Keira and Jessie that want to talk trash to me in order to get a shot. It's about writing wrongs and the way I see it Roxi Johnson obviously has a rematch clause and she deserves a shot but there is one woman who deserves a shot as well. Somebody who constantly tweets that she's pissed. That she's upset, that she is angry. She has a hard time trusting people and we have had a slow road into becoming friends considering we found out our fathers have had a past in Mexico but Andrea Hernandez deserves a shot. So at the next Super Card if the owners would allow it why don't we kill two birds with one stone, myself, Roxi and Andrea for the title. Past, present, and future all fighting to be the best in the sport. I know somebody is waiting for Crystal to come out talk them down but I am myself. I am Christina and I want to fight the people who deserve it. Hear my plea owners and please let it happen...
With that Christina drops the microphone raising the title high into the air as she walks away to the sound of cheers.
Violet is just stepping out of her locker room with her little sister Shelby and her father Dustin right behind her. As she turns the corner, Ms. Rocky Mountains steps up to her.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Violet, last week you attacked Bea Barnhart. The world just wants to know why?
Violet looks at her then rolls her eyes.
Violet: I don't have to explain myself. I attacked that bitch because I can and I will do it again.
Rocky nods her head as Dustin steps forward and in front of his daughter.
Dustin: My daughter just showed how good she really is and Bea kept running her mouth. If she and that fat pig of a husband have a problem with us then they can step up and do something about it.
Violet then poked her head around.
Violet: As for Jessie, expect to get crushed by the Five Feet of Crazy.
Violet walks past Rocky as the cameras cut out.
LIVE! from the Golden Ring Casino in Las Vegas, Nevada!
It's...
Justin climbs the ring stairs and slides into the ring then moves to the middle and brings the microphone to his lips.
Justin:The following is scheduled for one fall...Introducing first...
The slow church bells of "Unsainted" by Slipknot are heard throughout the arena before the choir starts singing the words, when Corey Taylor joins in and the drumming picks up the the lights flashing across the arena.
Justin: Introducing, from Miami, Florida, "The Heavy Metal Angel" Jessie Salco!
As the song kicks into high gear with Corey's scream Jessie emerges from the back headbanging along to the song before finishing with the christ pose at the top of the ramp and making her way down to the ring, she slides into the ring and perches herself on the middle turnbuckle waiting for the match to begin.
Adams: Jessie Salco looks ready for this match tonight Belinda.
Simone: She may look ready but is she ready for Violet Holt?
Adams: Speaking of...let's go back to Justin in the ring.
Justin: And her opponent...
The lights softly die down as a countdown clock appears on the screen. Once the clock hits zero, "Heartbeat" strikes up as a young woman with blonde hair steps through the curtains with an older gentleman and another young woman alongside her. The crowd is mixed with their reactions.
Justin: Making her way to the ring being accompanied by her father Dustin Holt and sister Shelby Holt, from Port Charlotte, Florida. Standing five feet two inches tall and weighing 128 pounds. Please welcome Violet Amelia Holt
Violet somberly walks down the ramp while whispering to her little sister. She then slides into the ring and throws up a hand gesture which gets people going crazy. She walks to a corner and waits.
Simone: Violet looks confident too. This match will definitely set the bar high for tonight's Climax Control.
Adams: Well, time to check it out because there is the bell.
DING DING DING!
Violet and Jessie begin to circle in the middle of the ring before locking up in a collar and elbow that neither woman can break. Violet moves to push Jessie towards the corner. Finally able to push Salco into the corner, Violet pushes her hands against the arms of Salco before backing away quickly to prevent a counter punch from Jessie who shakes her head at Holt then moves out of the corner. Violet begins to circle but Salco surprises her with a clothesline that takes Violet off her feet and to the canvas. Violet rolls quickly to her stomach and then to her hands and knees. Salco moves to grab her by the hair and pulls her to her feet. Spinning her around, Jessie wraps her arms around the midsection of Violet and launches her over with a german suplex.
Adams: Salco getting the early control in this match.
Violet grabs the back of her head and kicks at the canvas as Jessie pops to her feet. Looking down at the prone Violet, Jessie rushes to the corner and climbs to the top turnbuckle. Violet slowly gets to her feet as Jessie launches from the top rope with a missile dropkick that Holt is able to bat away. Bouncing off the ropes quickly, Violet hits a jumping knee drop into the middle of Jessie's back that sends her to the canvas. Salco's hand goes to the small of her back in pain as Violet rolls through the move. Getting to her feet, Violet picks Jessie up and whips her into the corner. Jessie lays against the turnbuckles as Violet starts to kick Salco in the midsection and chest.
Simone: Those kicks are punishing Jessie Salco in the corner.
Summers warns Violet to let Jessie out of the corner and then counts as Holt continues to kick Salco. At four, she stops as Jessie sags into the corner further. Violet moves backwards holding her hands up before moving around Jacob and into the corner to grab Jessie by the hair and pulls her out of the corner. Pulling the head of Jessie against her side, Violet hits a snap suplex and rolls through to pin Jessie to the mat but Salco pushes her off before Jacob gets into position to make the count. Violet rolls to the side and uses the ropes to pull herself up. Her father warns her as Jessie has also gotten to her feet then charges with a clothesline that sends Violet to the outside. Her father goes to check on her as Jessie looks at the pair then rushes the opposite ropes to rebound with a suicide dive to the outside that sends Violet and herself into the barricade.
Adams: Jessie Salco, the Heavy Metal Angel and one hell of a daredevil.
Simone: I think Jason that move hurt both ladies as they are slow to answer the count from Summers.
Summers moves to the ropes and then begins to count both women out on the outside. Jessie crawls to the ringsteps as Violet pulls herself up by the barricade with the help of her father. Dustin steps between Jessie and Violet as Jessie moves to grab Violet. Jessie looks into the ring where Jacob is at a seven count then at Dustin Holt. Shaking her head, she rolls into the ring to break the count then rolls back out behind Violet who is being talked to by her father. Grabbing Violet from behind, she tosses her into the ring then slides in behind her. Violet gets to her feet slowly as Jessie climbs the turnbuckles and then launches herself off the tope with a high cross body that sends Violet to the mat. Catching her leg, Jessie rolls her up but Violet moves with the roll up and pins Salco who kicks out quickly. Both women roll to the side and get to their feet. Violet is a little quicker and hits a dropkick on Salco that has Jessie rolling towards the ropes.
Simone: Both of these women Jason are evenly matched. I don't know who is going to pull out the win.
Violet moves to where Jessie is slowly getting to her feet. Grabbing one of the feet of Salco, Violet pulls her into the ring. Catching the ankle of Jessie, Violet locks in an ankle lock that has Jessie screaming out in pain and reaching for the ropes. Violet cranks on the hold that has Jessie dropping to the mat and clutching at her head in pain. Summers in on the mat asking Jessie what she thinks and if she will submit but Salco screams no as she puts both hands on the canvas and pushes up to drag the pair of them closer to the ropes where she reaches out again. Violet sees this and twists on the ankle once more sending Jessie to the canvas in pain. Violet looks around at the fans which gives Jessie a bit of a break as she twists into the hold then sends Violet face first into the turnbuckle to break the hold. Jessie rolls to the ropes and clutches at her ankle as Violet shakes her head that had hit the turnbuckle. Turning, she watches as Jessie slowly pulls herself up by the ropes and then limps slightly trying to work the pain from her ankle. Violet moves to Salco and grabs her to whip her across the ring.
Simone: It looks like Violet has Jessie on the ropes. She can't stand on the ankle that was twisted by Holt.
Mid whip, Jessie falls to the canvas and grabs at her ankle again. Violet can't believe it and then moves to kick Salco with a shining wizard but the veteran ducks the kicks and then hits a desperate DDT on Violet that lays her out in the middle of the ring. On the outside, Dustin slaps at the canvas trying to waken his daughter as Jessie rolls to her stomach then works her way to her feet. Violet slowly begins to move as Jessie staggers back into the corner. Slowly she climbs to the second rope then pulls herself up to the top turnbuckle. Watching as Violet is rising to her knees, Jessie straightens up on the top rope then as Holt stands up, Jessie launches off the top with a missile dropkick on Violet that sends her rolling to the outside. Salco gets slowly to her hands and knees as she watches Violet getting to her feet on the apron of the ring. Jessie makes it to her feet and then to the ropes where she catches Violet by the hair and spins her around to pull her between the ropes. Catching her feet on the middle rope, Jessie hits a DDT on Violet. Getting to her feet, Jessie pulls Violet into the middle of the ring and pulls her to her feet. Catching the head of Holt to her side, Jessie hits a vertical suplex on the now staggered Holt. Rolling quickly to her hands and knees, Jessie looks to the corner then the prone Violet who she drags towards the corner before climbing the turnbuckles. Launching herself off the top rope, Jessie hits the four fifty splash on Holt then rolls her up for the pin.
Simone: The Wall of Death from Salco and she is rolling up Violet for a pin.
ONE!
Adams: I don't think that Violet is going to be able to get up after that move. Jessie has her rolled up tight.
TWO!
Adams: Jessie has Holt pinned.
Simone: Violet is trying to kick out but she just doesn't have enough to
THREE!
Adams: This match is over and Jessie Salco has won this match.
Simone: There is Jacob signalling for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match, Jessie Salco.
Getting to her feet, Jessie has her hand raised by the referee as Violet rolls towards the side of the ring and is helped from the ring by her father as Jessie moves to the corner and climbs the turnbuckles to share in the cheers and jeers of the fans.
The camera around ringside showing the crowd starts to focus on the ring. Inside the ring we see GM from each brand. Brooke Saxon, Gianni De Luca, and Tad Ezra The three stand close to the corner as in the middle of the is shared with. SCU Spokeswomen Donna Beauchamp, Erik Staggs, SCW Owners Christian Underwood and Mark Ward.
HS: Ladies and gentlemen. It's no surprise really that this week, we've had a very touch choice to make concerning the immediate future of SCW. It's never an easy choice to make from certain points of view, but it's a very simple choice to make from a human side. With this unexpected outbreak on COVID-19, we have decided to end the SCW Homecoming tour early and fly our wrestlers and staff back to Las Vegas. This has not been taken lightly, but we will resume the tour when restrictions around the world are lifted. Our wrestlers health is paramount to us, and stopping the spread of this virus is and should be a priority to everyone in this world, so as well as ending the tour directly after this show, we have taken our own measures to play our part in helping the world end this as soon as possible.
Hot Stuff looks at Christian
Christian: This decision did not come easily to any of us. Mark here in particular went through pain staking measures to make sure each and every Superstar and Bombshell would be represented in their respective hometowns throughout the entire year, so ending this prematurely was an unfortunate but necessary evil. SCW broadcasts, but Climax Control and Supercards, will continue to be aired over the internet for the foreseeable future, but to help keep everyone safe, wrestlers and staff alike, the public will not be able to attend these shows. The shows themselves will be hosted in Las Vegas thanks to Spike and Vixen Staggs for the use of the Staggs Dungeon, Gabriel and Odette Stevens for the use of the GO Gym, and Daniel J. Morgan for allowing us the use of the Golden Ring Casino. To show their fellow wrestlers their support, SCU wrestlers will attend the SCW shows, and likewise, you will be seeing SCW wrestlers cheering on their SCU counterparts. This goes for GRIME as well. We understand this will be different and is not an easy change to get used to, but we will rise above this threat and beat it. We just want you all to know that we have your backs, and we will support the men and women who put their bodies on the line as best we can. This is just the beginning.
Donna: As the spokeswoman of SCU we have decided to follow the direction of SCW on this matter. On top of the travels SCU had been in talks with WGN. WGN broadcasting system feels that a change to Sunday night, Monday morning. These changes were set to take place beginning of May. However with everything taking place, WGN has agreed with SCU to give us the green light to make those changes starting next week.
Erik Staggs: Well, how do I start this as I'm sure the crowd is wondering why I'm even standing here. You see, unlike the owner of SCU, I don't need a spokeswoman talking for me. While I like my staff to handle everything. There comes a time in place in which the owner should step up. You all know me as Erik Staggs, what you don't know is that I own GRIME Wrestling. I came here to get rid of SCU once and for all. A time like this and SCU owners can't show his or her face. Even more reasons why I'm ending this softcore company.
HS: Save that for next week. Donna took off and you didn't go out of your way to put on a GRIME show so do that bitchin... Not on my time. This is more important than wrestling.
Donna: You're right, anything else SCU related can wait for when we return next week. I know you and Christen have a show to put on. Nothing more for me to add at this time.
HS: Further information will be told in the near future, but for now, listen to the World Health Organization and follow all their guidelines. Stay safe.
And with that, the camera fades.
The cameras scan the back hallways of the makeshift arena in Reading, Berkshire, England looking for some action when they come across the SCU Underground Champion, Mark Cross and former SCW Bombshell Champion Evie Jordan. The two looks to be in deep conversation so the cameras make their way in closer.
The Dragon: Hear me out... I think we go out there tonight and give the fans the old razzle dazzle.
He had a wishful look on his face, but from the cold icy stare he was getting back from Evie, Mark knew he was barking up the wrong tree.
The Dragon: No? Okay, well um how about we enter the arena with my entrance music, wearing these?
He pointed down to his Fire Dragons 2.0 shirt with pride. Once again that suggestion fell on deaf ears as Evie chose to ignore him.
The Dragon: What if we do the Blades of Glory routine from that Will Farrell movie?
A twinkle in his eyes as he spoke, trying to get his tag team partner on board with one of his outlandish ideas. Evie just balled her fists together before she turned back to look at him.
Evie: How about, you enter the ring by yourself, I enter the ring by myself... no matching shirts, no stupid routines...
Evie went to take her leave, but Mark spoke up.
The Dragon: That's sooooo boring.
Evie didn't turn back she just rolled her eyes while speaking.
Evie: Sounds fantastic.
With the devil's grin on her face, the Aussie just walked away leaving her Blast from the Past tag team partner behind.
ROULETTE CHAMPIONSHIP
Griffin Hawkins (c) vs Jack Russow
The lights in the arena drop out to pitch black, before gold and blue lights flash around the top of the entrance ramp as a heavy guitar rift. P.O.D's "Lights Out" plays and as the lyrics "It goes one for the money homie, two for the show. We tore the roof off this mother now it's time to blow." is sung, J2H confidently walks out on to the stage
Adams: We thought he might be here and here he is!
J2H looks around the crowd before he walks towards the ring with a confident look on his face. The lights brighten slightly as he gets closer to the ring, stepping up the steps and through the middle of the ropes and into the ring. He moves towards the center of the ring, putting his arms to either side as gold pyros spit up from the turnbuckles. J2H looks to the sky before looking down and round the fans, cockiness dripping from the young man. Justin hands him a microphone.
J2H: Last week, I flew my ass all the way to some rat hole in the ass end of England, to meet with one person, to catch up on old times, to speak to someone before every motherfucker in this world ends up stuck in their own little bubble. I got on that plane thinking how fun this could be to catch up with an old face, hell, I even thought that son of a bitch wanted my help in picking out his next big star, but even the best of us can be wrong and trust me, I am the best of us.
An arrogant smirk crosses J2H's face.
J2H: But I was brought here as part of a rouse, as part of something completely different. I was dragged to this country just so someone could bask in my sunlight, just so someone could feel relevant again. Shit, it seems how you do things around here to feel relevant, first Rupaul-lite, Teddy Warren get's his panties in a bunch to sit there and call me out, and well, inside I'm still laughing about that because Teddy? Fuck off!
Another smirk comes from J2H.
J2H: But then, someone who hasn't put his foot in an SCW ring for a long, long time, the person who got me all the way here, JT Midas brought me here to challenge me?
J2H shakes his head.
J2H: Who's next wanting a bit of the spotlight? Simon Jones, how about you? Jordan Williams? Wanna be standing in the spotlight again? Casey Williams, is your run really over or are you next to challenge me? How about you Dmitri, ya blood sucking bastard, you've crawled out the woodwork again. It seems like everyone wants a piece of J2H to give themselves relevance, but you JT, you showed me something last week and that JT Midas always has a back up plan when shit goes south, but Connor Murphy? Really?
J2H shakes his head in disappointment.
J2H: Out of all the people from my past you could have had played backup to come and take me out, you pick that fake paddy bitch whose claim to fame is he got lucky enough to beat me once?
J2H shakes his head.
J2H: You're a fucking pussy if you think that someone like Connor Murphy is gonna get me in to the ring with you.
"Low Life" by Crobot plays, and the crowd cheers loudly, although there is a noticeable number of people who start to boo once JT Midas steps out from the curtain with a microphone. He walks straight-faced down the ramp and up the steps, entering the ring over the middle rope. He extends a hand to J2H, who scoffs and rolls his eyes, mouthing "You've got to be shitting me!" JT realizes his gesture won't be reciprocated, so he begins to speak as his music cuts out.
JT: Before you continue in about Connor Murphy, I have a few things I need to get off my chest. The first thing I need to clear up is in regard to the way things went down last week. Truth is...I had absolutely no part in coordinating that attack on you one week ago. That being said, in light of what happened, I think it's also fair to announce, right here, that a Connor Murphy signed a contract prior to Climax Control last week, and is officially the newest client of Midas Touch Productions.
J2H: Midas touch? Out of every name you could have come up with in the world, that's the best you've got. Connor Murphy is a loser, one of the biggest losers SCW has ever seen. The fact that his biggest achievement in SCW was getting a lucky win over me says it all. I don't believe you had nothing to do with it, in fact I know how your mind works. I know you were hoping I would say no, just to use me to get what you wanted. It's a JT Midas dick move.
J2H points at him.
J2H: You wanted the attention, you can have it cause you in the ring when I tell you in front of the world.... No.
JT Midas turns his head away, looking at the crowd.
JT: Well you can't blame a guy for trying.
JT turns around, but quickly spins back and kicks J2H between the legs, causing a gasp from the fans.
Simone: JT Midas didn't hold back with that!
Adams: That was the nut shot heard all around the world!
JT puts his thumb and his forefinger on J2H's face, squeezing it together as he lifts him to his feet. JT lifts his leg and puts it under J2H's chin before dropping him down hard.
Adams: Kiss This! JT Midas just hit J2H with his own finish!
JT Midas picks up the microphone and gets on all fours, leaning over J2H.
JT: You think you know who I am, but if you knew me that well, you'd know I always get what I want.
JT Midas drops the mic and pulls J2H slowly back to his feet. JT smirks, before jumping and nailing J2H with a jumping spin kick to the back of the head!
Simone: Solid Gold! J2H's second finisher!
J2H slumps to the floor as JT Midas smirks at him before stepping through the ropes.
Adams: I can't believe what we just saw. JT Midas absolutely destroyed SCW's longest serving world champion ever.
Simone: This is simply unbelievable. Will JT Midas get what he wants?
Justin: This match is a Singles Rules match with the winner by pinfall, submission, or count out. First to make their way to the ring, from Brooklyn, New York, originally from Waterford, Ireland, at five feet eleven inches and one hundred ninety pounds, please give a great Reading, Berkshire, England, welcome to THE SCRAPPER LACHLAN KANE!!!
The English crowd has a mixed reaction to the announcement of Lachlan Kane as he is not from England but from Ireland. The lights in the arena cut to black, the speakers come to life with the sound of You Ain't Ready by Skillet, then the lights begin to flash in an array of white and red as smoke fills the entrance stage. Lachlan Kane strolls out onto the landing and takes in the reaction from the crowd even though they are mixed in how they feel about him. Lachlan Kane smiles out at the crowd and throws a couple of phantom punches before making his way down the ramp. He runs up the steel steps and bounces against the ropes on the outside of the ring on the ring apron, before stepping through the ropes into the centre of the ring. He grins again before throwing his hands up to incite the crowd. As his music fades away he takes off his jacket and hands it off to the ring announcer and throws a few more punches to ready himself before settling back into a corner.
Justin: The next to make their way to the ring, from Richmond, Virginia, at six feet five inches and two hundred fifty pounds, please give a great Reading, Berkshire, England, welcome to THE PHOENIX TRAVIS LEVITT!!!
The crowd has a mostly negative reaction to the announcement of Travis Levitt. The heavy guitar riff kick in through the speakers and Essence of Datu starts to echo throughout the arena. A small fog slips from the stage just as the music hits its first crescendo. From the backstage area Travis Levitt steps out and a few feet to his side is Valentina. The two pause at the top of the ramp, each sharing a look around at the crowd, before looking at each other. They share a nod, and then Valentina heads towards the ring with Levitt a step behind her. Reaching ringside, Valentina goes for the steps, while Travis hops up onto the apron, standing up, and stepping onto the middle rope while pulling at the top rope to let Valentina in. Levitt hops over the top rope and into the ring himself, heading for the far side and staring out at the crowd, gauging their reaction, before slipping off his jacket and handing it to Valentina. Levitt then retreats to a neutral corner, getting a few last minute words of advice from Valentina before she leaves the ring, and Travis gets ready for his fight.
Adams: Although Lachlan Kane is giving up a bit in the way of height and weight to Travis Levitt I have to give him the nod to win this match.
Simone: Seriously? You are going to go with a guy who is six inches shorter and sixty pounds lighter than his opponent? I place my bet on Travis Levitt.
Adams: With the amount of losses Levitt has taken recently you are going to lose your money on that bet. Next thing I know you will be placing bets on the Cleveland Browns NFL team.
Simone: Very funny. We will see who is laughing when this match is over.
Referee Jasmine St. John explains the rules of this match to the two wrestlers. She checks them to ensure they do not have any foreign objects or substances on them. Satisfied the two are clean she motions to the Timekeeper and the bell rings to officially start this match.
DING DING DING!
Lachlan Kane and Travis Levitt meet in the middle of the ring and they stare each other down before locking up and maneuvering for the advantage. Lachlan gets out of the lockup and drops to the mat where he grabs the legs of Travis and pulling them hard which drops Levitt to the mat. Kane quickly goes for the pin.
ONE...
Travis kicks out of the pin attempt then he rolls to the side and quickly gets to his feet. The two lock up again and this time Levitt muscles Kane into a corner where Referee St. John quickly steps in and demands a break from Travis while Lachlan raises his arms into the air as a show of faith that he will receive a clean break. Travis releases his hold on Lachlan but barely long enough to qualify as a legal break before he swings to land a punch on Lachlan but Kane blocks the attempted blow and retaliates with a forearm smash to Levitt. Immediately Travis Levitt complains to the Referee about receiving a blow on the break. The Referee tells him that since he attempted to throw a punch to hit Lachlan on the break then for Kane to block the attempted blow and react to land a legal forearm smash on him is going to be allowed.
Adams: So far we have seen the smaller and lighter wrestler get the advantage on the larger and heavier wrestler twice in the early part of this match. Shows I was right when I said size does not always equate into an advantage.
Simone: I still believe even though Kane blocked an attempted punch by Levitt on the break ordered by the Referee that Lachlan throwing a punch after blocking the attempted blow then throwing a forearm smash should still be classified as illegal as it was done on a break.
Adams: Travis Levitt can have fun trying to persuade Jasmine St. John, the Senior Referee in Sin City Wrestling, to reverse her call.
Travis has to accept the decision of the Referee but he does not have to like it. He turns to face Lachlan and the two start grabbing at each other to get the advantage. Kane grabs the arm of Levitt and pulls him over with an arm drag. Travis gets to his feet and he replies with a round kick to the head of Lachlan. Although staggered Kane manages to land several kicks to the leg and knee of Levitt. Travis drops to the mat and he is massaging the leg that was just worked over by Lachlan.
Adams: Now would be a good time to apply a submission hold involving the hurt leg and knee of Travis Levitt.
Simone: Trying to do it and actually accomplishing it are different things.
Lachlan Kane walks over to Travis Levitt and he shoves her backward to the mat. He then grabs the leg of Levitt he worked over and he grabs the foot, steps over the leg, and starts twisting the foot of of Travis applying pressure to the knee. Referee St. John steps in to ask Travis if he wants to submit and he loudly says NO so the Referee allows the action to continue. Not satisfied that Levitt does not want to submit Kane readjusts himself by removing his leg from around the leg of Travis but when he attempts to wrap his leg around the leg of Levitt again Travis lifts his free leg and shoves hard with his leg on Lachlan which causes Kane to release the hold and fall backward to the mat.
Adams: Oh may Lachlan Kane should not have released that hold on the leg.
Simone: They say hindsight is 20-20.
Both men slowly get to their feet and they stare each other down for a time. Travis Levitt backs Lachlan Kane into the ropes and then lands several blows to the body of Lachlan. Travis then grabs Lachlan by the arm and goes to whip him into the ropes but Kane is able to reverse it and he attempts to whip Levitt into the ropes. Travis manages to reverse it again and he successfully launches Lachlan into the ropes. On the rebound Kane leaps into the air but he is caught by Travis who manages to execute a sit-out spine buster. Before Levitt can maneuver into a position of advantage for a pin attempt Kane rolls out of the way. Lachlan gets to his feet and backs into a corner while Travis, frustrated, tries to figure out what to do next. As Levitt approaches Kane in the corner Lachlan steps out of the corner and quickly leaps up and hits a jumping corkscrew roundhouse kick to the side of the head of Travis. Levitt drops to the mat on his back from the hard blow. Kane quickly runs to the corner, jumps up on the top ropes, and jumps off landing both feet into the mid-section of Travis with his Lach-Down driving double foot stomp. Kane quickly goes for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Referee Jasmine St. John calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Referee St. John tells Lachlan Kane to get up off Travis Levitt and he does.
Adams: And you were saying something about the smaller wrestler not having a chance in a wrestling match against a larger opponent?
Simone: Shut up!
Justin: The winner of this match, by pinfall, THE SCRAPPER LACHLAN KANE!!!
The crowd gives a mostly positive reaction to the announcement of the win by Lachlan Kane which means the English crowd is warming up to the Irish Lachlan Kane. Referee Jasmine St. John raises the hand of Lachlan for the victory then drops his hand. Kane quickly makes his way out of the ring and into the backstage area. We return to the ring where Travis Levitt is sliding under the bottom rope to exit the ring and he is being assisted by Valentina. The two slowly head back toward the backstage area.
BOMBSHELL ROULETTE CHAMPIONSHIP
**IF Candy does not advance to the finals of the 2020 Blast From the Past Tournament
Candy (c) vs Bea Barnhart
An irate J2H picks up a chair backstage, throwing it across the backstage area, the chair flying in to a television screen and shattering it on impact.
J2H: That little son of a bitch.
He grabs another, throwing it across the room, no regard of who is nearby, but Christian Underwood ducks his head out of the way as the chair flies past him.
Christian: Wow! Calm yourself down!
J2H recognizes the voice and turns back to Christian.
J2H: Calm myself down? Calm myself the fuck down? Are you fucking joking me right now? I show up and you the highest rated segment you've seen in a year, and you're telling ME to calm down? In two weeks, I have been here, had that little bitch Connor Murphy attack me, because lets face it, he's never been on my level and the only way he could ever stand over me is to attack me when I don't expect it and JT Midas gets me here only to hit me with my own fucking move? This is bullshit Christian, and you're the captain of SS Bullshit.
J2H picks up a third chair and looks to throw it across the room, but Christian puts his hand on it, stopping him throwing it.
Christian: What do you want me to do about it?
J2H: What I want you to do is get a contract, put JT Midas' name on it one side and put my name the other side cause at Blaze of Glory, I'm gonna remind the little bitch just who J2H is!
J2H raises his finger up.
J2H: And while ya at it, tell Connor Murphy to bring his boots next week, cause I'm gonna remind him what a fucking loser he always was. You're welcome for the ratings spike.
J2H walks away, leaving Christian with a smile on his face.
Simone: Looks like J2H has accepted JT Midas' challenge. All it took was a little humiliation.
Adams: But it looks like next week, we get to see J2H return to the ring against Connor Murphy! For months he turned down Teddy Warren, but looks like we'll get to see him in action twice over the coming weeks!
Simone: Somewhere in this place, Teddy Warren must be irate.
Justin:The following is a Blast from the Past Quarter-Final round match up scheduled for one fall...Introducing first...
"Wasted" begins, and there is a brief murmuring of fans. As the song picks up, Jack Washington parts the curtain, a look of focus and minor indifference on his face. He shows very little emotion, walking to the ring in his hooded sweatshirt, tights and boots. He hits the ring, uses the ropes the stretch, and then sits on the top turnbuckle, mentally preparing himself to wrestle.
Justin: From Philadelphia Pennsylvania, he is Jack Washington!
The arena goes dark for about three seconds before the lights flicker on three times before "NIGHTMARE" by Halsey begins to play over the sound system.
Justin: And his partner, she is from Orlando Florida, Tallyn!
A moment or two later, Tallyn walks out onto the stage, strutting a little before she stops in the center of the stage and looks around before smirking before walking down the ramp, the same strut in her step. She stops at the bottom of the ramp and places her hands on her hips before looking to her left and then to her right before she walks to her right and walks around the right side of the ring. She picks a side and hops up onto the edge of the ring, sitting for a moment with one foot on the ring and one dangling before standing up and dipping down low under the middle rope and getting into the ring. She steps into the middle of the ring and just smirks, her hands back on her hips.
Justin: And their opponents! Introducing first.... from Canterbury, England, standing at 6'1" and weighing in at 225lb, he is the SCU Underground champion, he is... Mark "The Dragon" Crrrrrrrrrosssssss!!!
The arena lights dim as the bassline to "Never Again" begins to rumble around the arena. As the guitar riff hits, so does the lights, revealing Mark "The Dragon" Cross standing, one fist aloft, at the top of the aisle. Receiving recognition from the crowd, he strides purposefully to ringside, taking a moment to survey the scene as he reaches the apron.
Justin: And his partner....
The cameras whirl back around and focus on the top of stage before the lights cut off leaving the arena in darkness. The creepy and spine tickling sounds of an electric guitar come to life over the personal address system followed by a deep heavy drum beat. As "Anthem of the Year 2000" by SilverChair hits, the stage area dimly lights up glowing red. The lights continue to gradually get brighter to expose Evie Jordan standing in the middle of the runway with her back to the crowd.
Justin: Making her way to the ring from Victor Harbour, South Australia... Evieeee Jooooordan.
Evie turns around slowly and keeps her hoodie over her head before she makes her way down the ramp. She completely ignores the fans as her focus is on the ring in front of her. She slowly walks up the steal steps before stepping into the ring while the lighting gradually returns to normal. Evie walks around the ring pulling on the ropes getting ready for her match while her song slowly dies down to nothing.
Adams: This is going to be great! The first Quarter-Final match of the night!
Simone: Two teams advanced already last week, in Kate Steele and Javi Gonzalez and Candy and Austin James Mercer. The winner of this match, and the match later between Mother Mavis and Aron Baltasarsson against Sierra Williams and Teddy Warren, will join the Fab Four in the Semi-Finals next week.
Adams: And it looks like the men are starting this time.
Tallyn and Evie step out onto the apron as Jack and Mark turn to face each other. Drew calls for the bell!
DING DING DING!
Jack and Mark emerge from their corners and circle slowly, locking up collar and elbow. Both of near equal size, they struggle against the other but break apart with no clear advantage. The two men then circle and this time lace their fingers in a test-of-strength attempt, and Jack drops and rolls backward, twisting Cross's arm backward into an overhead wrist lock. Mark attempts to reverse the situation, ducking behind Washington with a hammerlock, but Jack counters that straight away into a wrist lock and trips him to the mat, controlling him with a kneeling wrist lock.
Simone: It is often a treat when two popular Superstars engage one another like this in a display of one upmanship.
Adams: Yeah you know that won't be happening when Evie gets in there with Tallyn.
Mark manages to force his way back to his feet and as Jack tries to keep control, Mark delivers a hard kick to his knee that buckles his leg. Jack maintains control of the wrist lock, but another hard kick to the leg and Jack falls on his backside and Mark goes for a swift kick to the sternum but Jack drops to his back and rolls Cross up in a schoolboy!
ONE!
Mark kicks out!
Both men are right up and Mark delivers a spinning back fist that knocks Jack against the ropes and then grabs him into a front face lock.
Simone: Mark Cross learned his trade in the Japanese Strong Style and is one of the hardest strikers in SCW, ranking right up there with the likes of Fenris and Jake Raab.
Mark rolls backwards, taking Jack over in the front face lock into a seated position with Mark retaining the hold on his knees in front of him. The two men very carefully get back to their feet and Jack starts to counter the hold, turning into it and twisting his arm, but just as quickly, Mark counters this and suddenly has Washington from behind in the Kirafuda clutch!
Adams: He has him! This is why Mark Cross is the SCU underground Champion!
But just as swiftly, Jack counters this by snapmaring him over his shoulder, breaking the hold! Discretion and all, Jack reaches back and tags Tallyn into the match.
Simone: This is where things will get interesting. Two students of the GO Gym; the first graduate against the most recent!
Adams: And we all know Evie does not like anyone coming close to upstaging her.
Evie and Tallyn circle like two wildcats and they lock up! They struggle and strain, and Evie backs Tallyn up against the ropes, but a handful of hair helps Tallyn reverse their positions and now Evie is backed up against the ropes. Tallyn holds her and Drew calls for the break -- when Tallyn pie faces Evie!
Adams: Ooo!
Tallyn smiles out at the fans when Evie marches right up and BITCH SLAPS Tallyn! Tallyn is stunned and she shrieks as Evie grabs her by two handfuls of hair and she proceeds to hairmare her all across the ring once, twice - THREE times! Then with Tallyn down on her back, Evie straddles her waistline and she starts throwing blows into the rookie's head as Tallyn tries to shield herself!
Simone: If ever there was a mistake to be made, it's trying to play dirty with Evie Jordan!
Adams: Like anyone wouldn't know Evie is always ready to fight fire with fire!
Evie drags her roughly to her feet and goes for an Irish whip but Tallyn reverses it and uses her feet to trip Evie throat-first across the middle rope. A smiling Tallyn then drapes a knee across the back of Evie's neck, choking her as Drew counts...
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Tallyn breaks and throws her back to her back by the hair, then comes off the ropes and guillotine leg drops her. Tallyn with the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Evie kicks out!
Tallyn complains to drew, slapping her hands together to demand a faster count. Tallyn goes for an Irish whip into the near corner but Evie reverses it and delivers a spear right into the corner! Tallyn staggers out, winded and Evie scoops her up for a Saito suplex! Evie goes after her but Tallyn quickly rolls for the ropes and wraps her arms and legs around them, and Drew wards Evie away. Disgusted, Evie turns and willingly (?) tags Mark back into the match.
Simone: I don't think Tallyn was quite expecting Evie to deliver that much of a fight after having been out of action for so long.
Now the men were back in the match, and Mark and Jack picked up right where they left off. They go to lock up but Jack catches his arm and twists it, forcing Cross to his knees. Jack answers the fire from earlier with a kick to the sternum that knocks Mark to his back, but Mark surprises all with a kip up and he delivers an Enzugari to the back of Washington's head, dropping him to his knees. Mark then comes racing off of the ropes to deliver a shining wizard strike to the back of Jack's head, sending him sprawling. Mark rolls him over and hooks the inside leg.
ONE!
TWO!
Jack kicks out!
Mark then pulls him to his feet and onto his shoulders...
Simone: He's setting him up for the Go 2 Sleep!
But as Mark heaves him off of his shoulders, Jack lands on his feet behind him for a German suplex and bridge!
ONE!
TWO!
Mark gets a shoulder up!
Jack jumps back as mark struggles to his feet. Jack then goes for a discus clothesline but Cross ducks it! Mark then blocks another swing and he himself attempts a spinning axe handle, but Jack blocks it and hits an STO! Jack then vaults to the top of the nearest corner and perches, watching and waiting.
Adams: Look at Jack! He's like a vulture stalking prey!
Simone: I'm sure to Jack, Mark cross is prey.
Mark stands up and Evie shouts a warning! Mark turns around and Jack jumps for a missile dropkick, but Mark jumps aside and jack crash lands on his back!
Simone: Mark Cross owes Evie a fruit basket for that warning!
Mark somersaults over him into a bridge!
ONE!
TWO!
Jack gets a shoulder up!
And Mark wisely tags Evie back into the match!
Evie comes charging in and she sends Tallyn flying into the air with a back body drop! Tallyn scrambles for the ropes but Evie grabs her by the feet to drag her right back to the center of the ring but Tallyn kicks her off! Evie is pissed now and she comes after her but Tallyn ducks through the ropes and screams for Drew to back her up -- but Evie comes right in and she grabs the rookie and flips her over, tangling her legs in the ropes in an upside down position!
Simone: Try to play head games with Evie Jordan and that is where it gets you!
Evie tries repeatedly to go in after her but Drew makes her back up. Evie then races past him and dropkicks Tallyn in the back, knocking her loose and sending her tumbling over. Evie Irish whips her into the ropes and goes for a dropkick -- but Tallyn hangs on and Evie lands on her tailbone! Tallyn then comes flying in with a low hurricanrana, spiking Evie's head into the canvas! Tallyn with the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Evie kicks out!
Tallyn screams in frustration!
Adams: Face facts! You can't beat Evie Jordan that easily!
Tallyn drags her to her feet and Evie socks her in the jaw, surprising her, but Tallyn fights back with a boot to the midsection -- followed up with a super kick that knocks Evie flat! Tallyn then backs up and sizes the former champion up as she starts to rise... once Evie is on her hands and knees, Tallyn comes rushing in and jumps...
Adams: TALLyOUT!
Simone: No, Evie had it scouted and moved!
Tallyn stumbles from missing and turns around and right into...
Simone: Svetlana!
Tallyn goes down and Evie hooks the leg!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here are your winners, advancing to the Semi-Finals -- Evie Jordan and Mark Cross!
Evie pulls her arm away from Drew as Mark gives her a much unwanted celebratory hug as Jack checks on Tallyn.
Adams: And just like that, we have the next spot in the Semi-Finals filled!
Simone: With just one more to go!
"The White Wolf" Fenris is in the backstage area, pacing back and forth like a rabid -- well, wolf -- ready to stalk and slay its pretty.
Fenris: He's dead... I'll kill him! I'll FUCKING kill him!
And by 'him,' he is clearly referencing his upcoming opposition in Stephen Callaway, who would meet Fenris in action in mere moments. Fenris's eyes are practically bulging from their sockets. His skin is flushed and his hands continuously tighten into tight-fisted grips in the confines of their MMA gloves. Ms. Rocky Mountains approaches him tentatively from behind...
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Excuse me, Fenris...
Fenris spins around...
Fenris: WHAT!?
Ms. Rocky Mountains starts, and she leans back and clears her throat, startled by the sudden outburst. Fenris was always coarse with the reporters backstage, but this was extreme behavior, even for him.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Well, your match ... against Stephen Callaway... it's just a few moments away...
Fenris: And that stupid bastard is going to regret every word that spewed out of his goddamn mouth! 'Failed' MMA wrestler!? Three championships two different weight classes!? He considers THAT as a failed career!? Make fun of my name! Try and dispute the times I lost inside of the cage! That dumb fuck needs to look harder next time he does his so called (air quotes) research! I lost inside of the cage three times! THREE! That last loss he thought to throw in my face!? Just ask Daniel Morgan! Ask Charlotte Elliot or the rest of London Underground who were there! I WON that fight, but it got overturned backstage an HOUR later! All because I broke that bastard's goddamn arm! He wants to play smart boy? He wants to get nose to nose, a puppy against a wolf!? I'm going to beat him into the ground so hard he'll want to stay on the bottom -- right where he belongs!
Fenris storms past her...
Fenris: MOVE!!!
... And off-camera.
The cameras pan backstage to find SCW interviewer Pussy standing beside Danielle Weston, much to the fan's delight. As soon as Pussy gets the green light that the cameras are on her she adjusts her shirt before bringing microphone up to her lips and getting off this interview.
Pussy: Good evening Dani.
Pussy smiles, as Dani just smiles back at her and waves.
Dani: Hello everyone.
Dani nervously rolls her hands around each other, still camera shy.
Pussy: I just wanted to touch base with you about your match last week with Bella. Does it feel good to be back in singles action?
Dani: I mean, it just feels good to be back. Honestly, I have no way of expressing how grateful I am that all my fans hung in there for me and were ready willing and more than able to cheer me across the line against Bella. She is one tough cookie and it was a really hard match to win, but we did it and I can't wait to face Bella again in the future.
Dani just smiled from ear to ear.
Pussy: I noticed on Twitter you made comment about a best out of 3 falls idea, do you think Christian Underwood or Mark Ward will green light that idea?
Looking down at her microphone that was now under her lips, Dani sighed.
Dani: I'm not sure what's around the corner for me, I'm not sure who my next opponent is... but I can tell you who I would like it to be... but she is sitting at home nursing a massive ass suspension. So... you know... that match is very unlikely to happen any time soon.
Pussy: You're talking about Bobbie, yeah?
Dani just smiled, showing off her pearly whites.
Dani: Well she is sitting on her massive toosh, riding out a suspension she conveniently put herself on. So, you know if the shoe fits... and Bobbie has been wearing those ugly clogs, since my return.
The microphone moved back to Pussy.
Pussy: So, you're saying that Bobbie got herself suspended to avoid you?
The smile on her face said it all.
Dani: One hundred percent, Bobbie knew I would be hell bent on revenge, so she took herself out of the picture. Typical Bobbie, only making waves when it suits her... only putting in the time and effort it when it's for a championship match but the rest of the time she just coasts through her career like an unmotivated mess.
She shrugged her shoulders.
Dani: Then she had to go and play her shitty entrance music last week to try and distract me.
The microphone quickly moved back to Pussy.
Pussy: How did that make you feel?
Dani: Unbothered, really. If she thinks she can just sit at home and rattle my cage? Bobbie has another thing coming. I'm focused on rebuilding my career in Sin City Wrestling, to get back where I was before I left... and if Bobbie thinks that she is going to stand in my way, or if she is going to distract me from getting what I want? That bitch has another thing coming.
Pussy went to speak but Dani continued over her.
Dani: So, whenever you're ready Bobbie... I'll be right here... waiting... to put you back on the bench where you belong but, in the meantime, I have other people to focus on.
With that said and done, Dani excused herself from the interview and walked off leaving Pussy behind.
Pussy: Back to you guys.
The cameras than moved back to Jason and Belinda at ringside.
A video pops up as Travis Nathaniel Andrews is sitting in his home. His daughter is standing behind him as he smirks.
Travis: If you haven't heard then you should get your ears cleaned. Because the TNA retirement tour begins next week at Blaze of Glory. So I am issuing an open challenge to any sucker on the roster. So come one come all as I end my career with a bang.
Justin Decent: The following match is scheduled for one fall...introducing first...
"Remedy" by Cold plays and Stephen Callaway struts to the ring singing along with his music. He never touches hands with the fans. He taps the ringpost with his index finger before walking up the steps and through the ropes. Once in the ring he walks to the corner diagonal from where he came in and climbs to the middle turnbuckle and raises his right arm in the shape of a semi circle
Justin Decent: Now in the ring, he stands six foot two and weighed in at 234 pounds from Hamilton, South Lanarkshire, STEPHAN CALLLLLLLLAWAAAAY
"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 Decent: Making his way toward the ring! Accompanied by Aron Baltasarsson, from Iceland, weighing two hundred and four pounds -- 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.
Adams: Fenris looks angry and after Callaway's comments earlier this week about Fenris' MMA career AND his career in SCW I can see why
Simone: Look, I am impressed with Callaway's confidence. He's taking the "if I believe it" approach. But here's the thing. In SCW Stephan Callaway has done two things...jack and shit....Fenris on the other hand is a beast...
Adams: I think Mr Callaway is about to get a rude awakening.
DING DING DING!
The bell rings and Fenris charged across the ring, Callaway turns around and his eyes widen as Fenris ducks down closing the distance with a double leg takedown, Fenris turns and picks Callaway up slamming him on his back. Fenris goes to work hitting a few hard right hands and an elbow. Callaway slides back while covering up before reaching to the ropes. The referee counts and Fenris stands up and steps back calling for Callaway to get up, Callaway just smiles and pulls himself up with the ropes so Fenris can't touch him, as he gets to a vertical base he circles around Fenris who shakes his head. They go to lock up, Callaway though hits a hard right hand that Fenris doesn't see coming, he grabs Fenris by the wrist and takes him down with a short arm clothesline. He keeps wrist control and pulls Fenris back up into another one before stomping Fenris down a few times, he then looks to the crowd who boo him relentlessly. Callaway simply smirks and shrugs
Simone: What are you doing Callaway? You have the wolf down!, jump on him you fool!
Adams: He's giving Fenris room, that is not a good idea. If you have a guy down like that, especially a former world champion...you stay on them
Callaway sets up for his superkick, Fenris gets to his feet and Callaway looks to end it early, he fires off the kick but Fenris is able to see it coming, he catches Callaways leg and and pulls him forward taking his back with a waistlock, he then pops his hips and pulls Callaway up and over with a german suplex, Callaway crashes to the mat but Fenris keeps his hands hooked, he rolls over and picks him up with another suplex slamming Callaway on his head, Fenris rolls his hips and hits a third one letting him go this time. Callaway lands on the back of his neck and Fwnris pops up looking angry yelling at his opponent. Emotion we normally don't see from the measured former world champion. Callaway holds the back of his neck getting to his feet, Fenris goes for another double leg slam, this time though Callaway kicks his legs and is able to pull Fenris down into a DDT.
Fenris' head bounces off the mat and Callaway rolls to the side still holding the back of his neck, Callaway steps forward grabbing Fenris into a suplex slamming him down trying to make sure he stays on top of Fenris, he hooks Fenris by the leg and turns Fenris over into a half crab he calls the Saint Andrew, but as he turns around Fenris crosses his legs and rolls under pulling Callaway back and down into a kneebar!, the crowd pops but Callaway is too close to the ropes grabbing the bottom rope and pulling himself out to the floor.
Simone: Callaway escapes! I thought Fenris was going to try and rip his leg off.
Adams: Fenris is an expert at grappling, submissions, striking and now pro wrestling moves. He's so hard to find a weakness in.
Fenris slides out of the ring after Callaway who moves around to the side, Fenris rushes in and goes for a flying knee, Callaway moves out of the way and Fenris crashes into the barricade, he holds his knee and Callaway hits a slingblade on the floor, he slides in the ring, gets a head of steam and throws himself out of the ring onto Fenris as he gets to his feet with a suicide dive plancha!. Callaway pops to his feet and pulls Fenris up by his hair rolling him in the ring, Callaway climbs to the top rope and turns around going for a moonsault! He connects and hooks the leg.
ONE!
TWO!
Fenris kicks out. Callaway can't believe it, he seems frustrated as he gets in the referees face, he turns and shakes his head pulling Fenris up hooking his leg and head hitting the olympic slam leaving him in position, Fenris looks out of it, Callaway climbs the ropes again and goes for another moonsault, this time though Fenris slides his body sideways and as Callaway lands he ends up in a triangle choke positions, Fenris catches Callaway's arm and head wrapping her legs around fast and tucking his foot under his knee. Callaway panics and reaches around the ring trying to get to the ropes.
Simone: Fenris got him! That triangle is in deep!. But they were in one of the six corners!
Adams: Callaway is reaching out though, I think he'll get to the ropes.
Sure enough Callaway gets to the ropes, the referee calls for the submission to be let go, Fenris does and rolls to his feet, Callaway again touches the ropes to stay away from Fenris but is able to get to his feet. Fenris calls Callaway to meet him in the center of the ring. Callaway steps out and the two men talk trash to each other, Callaway blasts Fenris with a right, Fenris steps back then returns fire, Callaway steps back and then both men grab one another and it's a hockey fight, hard right hands from both men over and over but then Callaway ducks a right from Fenris hitting a side knee, Fenris bends over being winded, Callaway hits a fisherman's suplex and bridges into a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Fenris kicks out. Callaway stays on the attack stomping Fenris down over and over before pulling Fenris up and setting him up for a suplex he picks Fenris up but Fenris kicks his legs. Lands behind Callaway and spins him around right into a tbone exploder, Callaway hits the mat hard and Fenris attacks as Callaway gets up, he spins going for his backfist but Callaway ducks it and leaps in the air with a dropkick sending Fenris down. Callaway looks at the corner and climbs to the top, he measures Fenris and leaps off with a flying elbow, he lands but as he does Fenris hooks his arm, grabs his knee and locks in a crossface chicken wing! Callaway is in trouble again!
Simone: Another submission! Fenris is pulling out everything but every time Callaway is too close to he ropes and is able to get there.
Adams: Yeah but this time Fenris has his upper body facing away from the ropes and his arm is tied up!
Simone: Callaway is kicking his legs to the ropes, he might get there
Callaway kicks out trying to get his legs to the ropes, Fenris though cranks back hard and Callaway panics, he almost gets a foot there but Fenris reaches his leg around and pulls back on Callaways outside leg with his heel!, Callaway cannot get to the ropes and had no choice but to tap out!!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner.... Fenris!
Simone: Fenris quest to start again and take on everyone has resulted in a win.
Adams: This is Fenris, the last supercard he pushed the World Champion beyond his limits, the rest of the division should take notice.
The curtains to the gorilla position are thrown open and Fenris power walks backstage amidst some applause from personnel and his peers over the win against a cagey and game Stephen Callaway. Fenris stops short, perhaps surprised or caught off guard by the show of support. Fenris nods then turns his head so that his face fills the camera.
Fenris: That -- that is just the start! I have been angry before, but that stupid mother --!
He closed his eyes and draws in a deep breath, exhaling before opening his eyes and they are ablaze.
Fenris: Who is next? That is what I want the answer to! If Dmitri can do it ... if Ben Jordan can do it ... then so can I! Open challenge for Blaze of Glory VIII! Who wants to have their head kicked off!? One week to answer!
He holds up a finger and mouths 'One!' before walking off-camera.
Adams: Last week when J2H was out in the ring talking he was attacked by someone we haven't seen in a while. Connor Murphy got the drop on J2H last week and from what I heard earlier, J2H went to Christian demanding to face Connor Murphy next week.
Simone: I wonder what Christian is going to do? It isn't like Connor is here to...
Suddenly Dropkick Murphy's Warrior's Code hits as a figure moves out to walk down the ramp. Dressed in a pair of jeans and a black Irish Rogue tee, Connor is holding a bottle as he moves to the announce table where he grabs a microphone then rolls into the ring. At the announce table, Jason and Belinda watch before Jason begins to speak.
Adams: Say the devil's name and he appears...or rather Connor does. Connor, I have to ask you, last week you attacked J2H from behind. What was your motivation?
Connor Murphy: Hello love, miss me?
Connor waves at Belinda who just rolls her eyes.
Connor Murphy: Hello to you too Jason. And to answer your question, there was no motivation at all. It is a natural reaction to when I hear the cocky voice of Jimmy 2H. I mean come on Jason, the room last week was warm enough without addin' the hot air coming from Jimmy. Besides, I wanted to remind him that there is someone that can step up and deliver a personal set down to our little hall of famer.
Simone: Earlier tonight Connor, J2H went to Christian Underwood demanding to have you in a match next week.
Connor smirks as he nods and reaches behind his back to pull a piece of paper out of his back pocket.
Connor Murphy: I heard that Jimmy went crying to Christian and well, here is the answer to that whining demand that Jimmy made. This here is a contract that has his name on it and all it is looking for is for me to sign mine and Jimmy gets what he wants. Now, question is, do I want to sign it or no?
The fans scream yes as Connor waves the paper for their approval. He brings the microphone back to his mouth.
Connor Murphy: I don't know if I should...it would be sending the wrong message to Jimmy that if you whine enough, you can get what you want. Is that something we should reward?
Again the fans scream yes and Connor nods as he makes his way out of the ring and to the announce table where he finds a pen in front of Belinda. Taking it, he signs his name with a flourish before handing the paper to Jason.
Adams: It's official...it is going to be J2H versus Connor Murphy.
Simone: I can't wait to see that match Jason. These two definitely have a rivalry for sure.
Connor smirks as he walks away from the announce table before tapping a finger against his temple then turns and heads back to take the contract before heading to the backstage area once more as the Warrior's Code plays over the venue.
A small video pops up on the screen as Daniela and Brandon are sitting in a dark room.
Daniela: Time for games are over.
Brandon: Turkey legs are coming for you.
Daniela: What my friend means is the Trenton Tigers are coming.
The video ends as the crowd is chanting "Tigers."
Justin Decent: The following match is sceduled for one fall...introducing first
As Blasted Monks theme starts to play we see Monk walking down the ramp. A mix reaction is heard from the crowd as he makes his way to ringside. Monk gets in the ring and jumps on the top turn buckle. Monk is running on top of the top ropes, as he runs a lap around the ring from the top ropes. The fans cheer as he gets down and gets back in the ring..
Justin Decent: Coming to the ring accompanied by Elder Song...He stands 5'9 and weighed in at 165 pounds from Foshan China...BLASTED MONK
"Chasing Glory" by Feed her to the sharks hits and as the lyrics of the intro cut into the guitar Alex steps out wearing a black and red "wolfslair" t-shirt and his wrestling gear. He makes his way down to the ring with an arrogant sneer before leaping up onto the ring apron.
Justin Decent: Now in the ring, accompanied by mixed tag team champion Johanna Krieger, he is the other half of the Sin City Wrestling mixed tag team champions..standing six foot tall and weighing in at 225 pounds...ALEX JONES
DING DING DING!
The bell rings and Monk moves around measuring up his bigger opponent, Alex rolls his wrists and slowly smiles as Song and Johanna watch on. Alex moves to the center and bounces on the balls of his feet before slowly scraping his foot along the middle of the ring as if telling him to "cross" the line. Monk shakes his head and steps forward over the line and Alex suddenly reaches forward and slaps him, Monk shakes his head and slowly turns back to Alex with a look on his face that, if looks could kill would have just murdered the leader of Wolfslair.
Adams: Uh, that may not have been a good idea Alex. Monk isn't a man you want to anger.
Simone: Oh please, the Elders haven't been a force in SCW for a long time and Monk has been wandering the wilderness for months
Adams: Monk is still an expert at martial arts, he's still a tough human being and as good as Alex is if his arrogance takes over Monk will kill him.
Sure enough Monk lunges at Alex, Alex though backs away fast to the ropes, as he leans back he puts his hands up and the referee gets in between them pushing Monk back reminding him that if Alex is touching the ropes he's safe. Alex smirks and as the referee holds Monk back Alex spits in Monks face, Monk fumes and shoves the referee ut of the way, Alex jumps from the ring with a huge shit eating grin on his face. Monk kicks the bottom rope and tells Alex to get back in the ring as the referee starts to count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Alex talks with Johanna who just laughs and holds both SCW mixed tag team titles over her shoulders.
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
Song moves around the corner and shakes her head calling Alex a coward. Johanna turns and she and Song get face to face as the crowd starts to pop wanting to see the two woman go at it again.
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
Monk breaks the count and dives from the ring as Alex has his back turned. Monk slides Alex into the ring and follows fast, Monk gets to his feet fast and blasts Alex with a roundhouse kick to the chest, it hits Alex full force and Alex flies back into a sitting position, Monk then yells and leaps in the air with a stalling dropkick to Alexs' face and chest. Monk pops up and riles up the crowd. Alex looks around and grabs the ropes to try and pull himself up in the corner, Monk flies in with a running reverse elbow, he then rolls Alex out of the corner into a sitting position again and steps forward with a stiff soccerball kick right to the spin, Alex arches his back and rolls around the mat
Simone: Monk is on fire!. I guess you were right Jason, my god Alex is getting beaten up
Adams: Monk is furious at the disrespect Alex has shown, and all of this started with matches between Johanna and Son, but has since boiled over into a Wolfslair vs Elders war....I mean could you imagine if we saw Orchid versus Alicia Lukas?
Monk stays on the attack, he slams in some knees before grabbing Alex in a double underhook, he lifts Alex up into a suplex but as Alex is coming down Monk transitions into a cross armbar, Alex panics as he hits the ground and slides over kicking his legs to the ropes, the referee calls for the break and as Monk rolls away Alex slides from the ring to try and catch a breather. Johanna comes over to talk and Alex shakes his head, Monk slides from the ring to go after him, Alex runs around the corner and slides back in, Monk follows but Alex leaps up and meets Monk with a vicious dropkick to the side of the head. Alex just smiles as the crowd boos. Alex pulls himself up and seems to take over measuring Monk up, he then runs forward and hits a hard running bicycle knee strike. Monk crumbles to the mat and Alex throws his arms in the air and laughs again.
Simone: Alex, you have him down, come on man....
Adams: Yeah I wouldn't be playing with Blasted Monk like this, if you have the upper hand take it.
Alex snapmares Monk down and kicks him in the spine in the same manner Monk did to him earlier. Alex stays in control and as Monk tries to get up Alex grabs his head and hits a snap DDT. Monk's head bounces off the mat and Alex rolls to his shoulders and then kips up with another arrogant smirk. Alex walks over to one of the corners and ducks down measuring Monk up, he sprints from the corner going for the spear, Monk though is able to leapfrog Alex who crashes into the middle turnbuckle, he turns around right into an RKO from Monk!, Both men are down but Monk stirs and crawls over rolling Alex onto his back and jooking the leg.
ONE!
TWO!
Alex kicks out. Monk looks over at Song who slams her fist on the mat telling Monk to finish him. Monk calls for the Blasted Slam. Johanna reaches into the ring and grabs Monks foot, Monk pulls hard and gets his leg free but turns to yell at Johanna, Song comes flying around the corner leaping in the air side kicking Johanna in the face. The crowd pops as Monk smirks and turns his attention back to Alex, but Alex runs and spears Monk through the top and middle ropes to the floor.
Simone: Uh oh, we have a fight not a match...
Adams: Johanna Krieger should have kept out of it. If Monk beat Alex then it was supposed to happen.
Alex gets to his feet and pushes Monk into the steel ring steps. Meanwhile Johanna and Song go at it with hard rights and lefts. The referee tells them to get back in the ring but starts his count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Alex hits a step up enzuguri, Monk goes down Johanna gets thrown into the barricade.
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
Monk grabs Alex by the leg before he can get to the ring, he pulls Alex forward into a headbutt before hitting a front teep kick sending Alex back into the ring post.
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
NINE!
Both men realise what is happening, they look towards the ring and both try to dive in
TEN!
DING DING DING!
The referee rings the bell signalling a double count out. Alex and Monk look at each other and go back to fighting as Song and Johanna are doing the same, the referee keeps calling for the bell as the two teams fight over and over.
Simone: And we have lost control!
Adams: There is no love lost here
Simone: I think the war is far from over Jason
Officials come down to separate the teams, Alex laughs as he gets pulled back, Song and Monk try to calm down as Johanna is hauled away screaming obscenities in German.
Backstage in the hallway near the entrance to the arena, Aron Baltarsson is dressed for competition in loose white shorts with gold trim and Celtic emblems, white boots and a matching open ring jacket. His face is one of intense focus, taking that trademark from his brother Fenris. He hops up and down lightly from one foot to the other while taking in and letting out deep breaths when he is joined by Pussy Willow.
Pussy Willow: Aron, you look like you're getting into the mood for your match coming up.
He pauses and stands still, turning to Pussy Willow with a smile.
Aron: Well, trying to at least. I feel a lot better going into this match than I did my last one. First match jitters and all, you understand?
Pussy Willow smiles and nods.
Aron: But all things considered, I think I did well against Hitamashii. At least until my brother decided to play the big protector and got himself involved.
Pussy Willow: I hope that doesn't cast any doubt as to whether or not you belong in this tournament.
Aron: it kind of does. I mean, how can it not? My brother knocked my opponent out and put me on top of him. Could I have made a comeback and beat him on my own? I don't know. The point is; nobody knows. All I can do is go out there tonight and try to redeem myself against Teddy Warren.
Pussy Willow: Teddy did have some interesting things to say about you in his promo. Care to comment?
Aron shakes his head.
Aron: Not really. Teddy runs his mouth at everyone, so his doing it to me is nothing special. The only reason he did it so liberally is because he's scared of my brother. He knows what Fenris did to him last time they met and so if he can't intimidate him, he's going to try it with me.
Pussy Willow: Something tells me easier said than done.
Aron smiles.
Aron: I lived with Fenris my entire life. After him, Teddy hasn't got a chance in hell of intimidating me.
Pussy Willow: And ... I hope you don't mind my asking but how are things now between you and your brother?
Aron pauses, and thinks in contemplation.
Aron: Rough. That's all I can say. But they'll get better. Family fights, it happens. And we've always had each others' backs, and always will. I just told him that this time, he has to leave things to me. No helping. No interference.
Pussy Willow: And will he keep his word?
Aron: My brother may be a lot of things, but a liar is not one of them.
Pussy Willow thanks him and nodding with a smile, Aron steps off-camera.
Backstage, Pussy Willow stands by SCW Hall of Famer Mercedes Vargas for an interview segment.
Pussy Willow: Mercedes, tonight you're facing Kiera and Seleana in a triple threat. Now, Keira is returning from injury and you and Seleana both earned your first wins of the new year. Now, you have accomplished quite a lot over the years in SCW, but your opponents tonight, like most of the Bombshells, haven't taken kindly to the fact that you're liable to boast and rub your accomplishments in other people's faces every chance you get. How do you respond to those comments?
The microphone moves towards Mercedes, who stifles a laugh at the question.
Mercedes: Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't realize being better than everyone in the company was grounds for being a target. How dare I think less of myself.
Mercedes puts on a mock frown.
Mercedes: OK, I'm arrogant, so what? At least I'm honest about it. Seleana may take issue with that, but at least I'm not pretending to be something I'm not while her wife, the now four-time world champion, is having an identity crisis. It's not my fault that Keira has never accomplished something Roxi already has three times over, becoming World Bombshell Champion. Even Seleana became champion.
Mercedes raises her index finger in a wait-a-minute gesture.
Mercedes: Then you remember how she won it and it just makes you pause. It's not my fault Seleana forever has an asterisk next to her name in the record books because Christina helped her win the World Bombshell Championship. It's not my fault that I have more wins in SCW and on Climax Control then Keira and Seleana, combined. I wasn't lucky enough to have a wrestling family that goes back generations. People like Seleana and Andrea were born tough and bred for this business. Well, being born tough isn't nearly as impresive as being made tough. And when the going gets tough, the tough gets going.
Her tone's painfully cold. No need to mince words.
Mercedes: I am one of the greatest female wrestlers in the history of SCW. That's not a rumor or heresay, that's my legacy. People hate me, but they can't ignore the fact of what I've done. You can choose to believe the hype or not, but it won't change the fact that you chose the wrong Latina to mess with.
Mercedes stares at the camera now and again, but only now does she keep her eyes trained on the lens.
Mercedes: Seleana, Keira, no matter what you do, what you say or where you stand, you have never been, and likely never will be, the level of in-ring performer that I am let alone make the history I've made or will never be as great as me. You're both nothing more than another name to add to my checklist. And even if one of you did manage to win tonight? I know that it won't mean anything because you're going to fail to take advantage of it anyway.
She raises an eyebrow as if she was expecting a debate on this.
Mercedes: This is may be a triple threat, but the only threat in this match is me. Each of us have a thirty-three percent chance of winning. My confidence is one hundred percent that it will be me.
Mercedes offers a hint of a smile.
Mercedes: The question isn't who is going to let me, it's who is going to stop me...
Justin: Ladies and gentleman it is now time for our next Quarter Final match up in the Blast From The Past tournament!
Simone: And this next one is anyone's game with two very strong teams going up against one another.
Adams: Yeah, if Sierra and Teddy can get along...
Justin: Introducing first...
A white light flashes over the crowd that is almost blinding. It returns to a more tolerable brightness as "Spirit In the Sky" by Norman Greenbaum begins to play through the arena. The crowd boos and gets louder when the announcer speaks up.
Justin: On her way to the ring from Tulsa, Oklahoma she is 5'10" and weighed in this morning at 145lb. Representing The Church of The Good Shepherds she is Mother Mavis Shepherd!
And the boos become louder. Mavis walks out onto the stage, folding her hands in front of her, making sure to show off the cross hanging from her neck. She looks around the crowd, her eyes narrow and piercing. She keeps her hands folded as she walks down the aisle. At the end, she walks up to the apron and climbs up onto it. She raises her hands to the air as the white light shines down on her. For a second she smiles and then she lowers her hat to the apron. She steps inside of the ring and walks back and forth while she waits for the match to start.
Justin: And her partner!
"Alga" by Ignea begins to play across the building and the crowd turns with anticipation towards the entrance as Aron walks out from behind the curtains.. Aron looks out and about the building with a smile on his face. Aron is wearing loose white shorts with gold trim and Celtic emblems, white boots and a matching open ring jacket. He begins his journey toward the ring.
Justin: Making his way toward the ring! From Iceland, weighing one hundred and sixty seven pounds -- Aron Baltasarsson!
The smiling Aron good naturedly slaps the hands that extends toward him. He climbs the ring steps and walks along the apron, turning towards the fans and finally steps through and enters the ring, and heads over to his corner.
Simone: Not at all surprising that Fenris is not out here.
Adams: Yeah, THAT had to go over well with Fenris. He's probably seething backstage!
Justin: And their opponents!!
The spotlight hits the curtain as it does the loud sounds of "Forever" by Drake begins to blast across the speakers. The moment it does "The Lyrical One" Teddy emerges from the curtains with a smile on his face.
Justin: Introducing first! Weighing in at two hundred fifteen pounds! Teddy Warren!!
He smirks as he slowly enters into the ring and takes his robe off. The crowd boos him loudly and he just flips them off waiting in anticipation for the match to begin.
Simone: I feel so bad for Sierra...again.
Justin: And his partner!
"The realist killaz" by 2 Pac and 50 Cent blares out as strobe lights hit the entrance in time with the music.
Justin: Making her way to the ring! From Calgary, Alberta, Canada! Weighing in at one hundred forty-five pounds! Sierra Williams!!
Sierra steps out with a black bandana over her face as she throws up her hands and makes her way down to the ring talking trash about her opponents.
Simone: And it looks like both teams are debating who will start things off. Well, it seems Sierra has already decided she will start things off.
Adams: And she's completely ignoring Teddy protesting.
Teddy ultimately steps through the ropes and Jasmine calls for the bell!
DING DING DING!
Sierra barely gives Aron the chance to step through the ropes before she charges across the ring, crashing right into Mavis! Aron takes a few steps away, holding his hands up, as Sierra begins laying into Mavis with furious right shots! Mavis does her best to block the shots, but Sierra nails a few anyway before taking Mavis by her hair and whipping her up and over her shoulder and across the ring! Mavis holds her head as Teddy claps loudly for his partner, proud of her work!
Adams: Looks like he wasn't too upset for long. Sierra's all over Mavis!
Simone: We'll see how long until the there is trouble on this team.
Sierra, not wanting to lose much momentum, runs over to Mavis and delivers a running single leg dropkick, immediately going for the cover as Jasmine drops down!
Simone: Early pin attempt here!
ONE!
Two! Mavis kicks out! Mavis then sits straight up, still feeling the effects of that hair toss, but Sierra doesn't let up! She kneels down behind Mavis, putting her left knee against the middle of her back, then grabs both Mavis' arms and pulls them backward, putting pressure on not only her back, but shoulders, too! Mavis yells out in pain, but there's nothing she can do right now! Jasmine asks her if she wants to give up, but she shakes her head furiously, trying to figure a way out of the hold!
Adams: That certainly has to hurt! Mavis is in trouble again!
Aron finally starts clapping and stomping his foot, trying to motivate her, and Sierra wrenches her arms back again, and Mavis screams out again. She continues refusing to give up, however, and begins fighting back! Mavis begins moving her feet and legs, and starts twisting her body, trying to get out of the hold! Sierra tries to stop her, but it doesn't work and eventually Mavis has turned completely around so she's facing Sierra! She pulls her arms away and hits Sierra with an uppercut and then shoves her away!
Simone: And just like that, Mavis is back in it!
Adams: She has holier reasons to win this, Belinda! She's on a mission!
Mavis quickly gets back to her feet as Sierra stumbles against the ropes and then rebounds back! Mavis goes for a quick clothesline, but Sierra ducks and runs against the opposite set of ropes! She rebounds back and this time Mavis scoops her up and delivers a nice tilt-a-whirl slam! She drapes her arm over Sierra and Jasmine drops down for the count!
ONE!
TWO!
Th-No! Sierra gets her shoulder up!
Simone: Sierra just barely getting out of that one!
Adams: Nah, she was fine! That wasn't as close as it looked!
Mavis seems quite surprised and even a little agitated that Sierra managed to get her shoulder up. She gets back to her feet and reaches to pull Sierra with her but Sierra grabs her head and drops down in a jawbreaker move! Mavis holds her jaw as she stumbles over to her corner and before Sierra can stop her, Mavis tags in Aron!
Adams: Time for the guys to show us what they got!
Simone: And look at the determination on Aron's face!
Teddy and Aron both dash through the ropes, as Sierra storms back to her corner. As Teddy and Aron charge at one another, both are thinking the same thing apparently, as they each hold their arm out for a clothesline and take each other down! Neither stays down for long, however, as each rolls away and jumps back to their feet. They charge at one another again and lock arms, trying to get the advantage over the other!
Simone: Battle of wills here. Aron wants nothing more than to prove himself, especially to his brother.
Adams: Yeah and Teddy just thinks he's God's gift to wrestling!
Aron manages to get the best of Teddy and breaks free, but grabs a hold of his arm! He wrenches it around in an armbar, then Teddy reverses and does the same to Aron! Aro's quick thinking causes him to put his foot over Teddy's and he trips his opponent down to the mat! He delivers a hard stomp for good measure, trying to keep Teddy down as he runs against the ropes! He rebounds back going for a running dropkick, but Teddy rolls under the ropes and out of the ring!
Simone: Go figure! He's running scared!
Adams: And Aron doesn't know what to do!
Aron watches for a moment as Teddy walks around the outside of the ring. Realizing Teddy isn't about to get back in the ring anytime soon, Aron watches and waits. Just as Teddy is in position, Aron runs against the ropes, rebounds back across the ring and hits Teddy with a baseball slide under the bottom rope! Teddy goes flying as Aron walks over to him and pulls him up. He swings him around and sends him flying backfirst into the side of the ring! Teddy arches his back and Jasmine issues her final warning before starting her count! Luckily she doesn't need to as Aron takes Teddy and shoves him back into the ring under the bottom rope and then slides back in himself!
Simone: Not going to lie, I'm very impressed with everything I'm seeing from Aron here. He's showing not only great sportsmanship, but also great athleticism.
Adams: As a GO Gym trainee should!
Teddy is attempting to crawl away, but just as Aron is trying to stop him, Teddy flips around and gets his foot in the way of Aron's! Aron falls forward, his face bouncing off the canvas as Teddy crawls back towards him and begins repeatedly slamming his face into the canvas! When Aron is dazed and confused enough, Teddy rolls him over onto his back and then delivers a quick knee drop to the throat! Teddy then hooks his leg!
Simone: Aron in trouble!
ONE!
Tw-No! Aron gets his shoulder up!
Adams: And he saves himself!
Teddy seems annoyed and as he gets back to his feet, he reaches down to pull Aron up, but Aron pulls him down into a tight inside cradle!
Simone: Ooh! Outsmarting Teddy here!
ONE!
TWO!
Thr-No! Teddy kicks out just in time!
Adams: Very nearly lost it there, Teddy!
But as he backs away from Aron quickly, Sierra reaches in and tags herself in, much to Teddy's dismay! Jasmine orders Aron and Teddy out of the ring as both Sierra and Mavis dash into the ring! Mavis seems more fired up than before as she charges at Sierra!
Simone: Bombshells back in it! And Teddy is not at all happy!
Sierra attempts a spinning kick, but Mavis ducks! She spins around quickly as does Sierra, and Mavis manages to bring her down in a neckbreaker! Sierra keeps her footing as Mavis quickly jumps to her feet! She rushes to Sierra, and backs her into the corner turnbuckle where she starts driving her shoulder into Sierra's midsection repeatedly! She increases the force each time, trying to wear her down and knock the wind out of her and just as she goes to hit her one last time, Sierra brings her knee up, hitting Mavis in the face!
Adams: That could've knocked some teeth out!
Simone: I think Mavis will be fine, Jason. At least, for the next couple of seconds.
As Mavis stumbles back Sierra hits her with a superkick that finally takes the Good Shepherds matriarch down! Sierra then jumps up to the second turnbuckle, staring down at Mavis before she leaps off and hits her with a double knee drop! She pulls Mavis away from the ropes and to the center of the ring where she sets her up for a Sharpshooter! Mavis tries to fight, but Sierra ends up getting the maneuver locked in anyway, and Mavis is helpless! She's reaching out to tag Aron in but she's too far!
Simone: Not looking good for Mavis! She has to get to Aron to make the tag if she wants this match to continue!
Adams: Yeah but Teddy just jumped down from his corner! You know what that means?!
Refusing to give up, Mavis pushes herself up by her hands and looks towards Aron! He has his arm reached into the ring as Mavis tries with everything she has to get to him and make the tag! She gets closer and closer, but just as she is in reach, Aron is grabbed by his foot and pulled down off the ring apron by Teddy! Mavis screams out and Sierra pulls her back to the center of the ring, locking the sharpshooter in tighter!!
Simone: Teddy did his part! As sneaky as it was, he's now made sure that Mavis won't get the tag!
With no other choice and no way out of the hold, Mavis has no other option but to tap out! As soon as Jasmine calls for the bell, Sierra releases the hold Teddy slides back into the ring with Aron down on the outside! Jasmine raises both their hands!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Ladies and gentleman here are your winners and advancing to the semi-finals! Sierra Williams and Teddy Warren!!
Simone: What a fight by Aron and Mother Mavis! I honestly thought they'd go farther in this tournament.
Adams: Yeah but thanks to Teddy's sneak attack, that's not happening!
Aron and Mother Mavis then make their way backstage, disappointed, as Sierra and Teddy remain in the ring. Sierra eventually turns away from Teddy and heads backstage herself, with Teddy following behind moments later.
We find ourselves in the backstage area and it is there where we are able to see Kate Steele in her trademark Union Jack designed attire. The Internet Championship is placed at the side as she could be seen working out. A few moments go by and that is when we are able to see the likes of Teddy Steele walking into the locker room along with that of their daughter Juliet. Juliet smiles as she quickly runs over to her mother and gives her a long passionate hug as Teddy watches from the distance.
Juliet: Mommy!!!!!
Diamond stops working out as she takes a moment to hug her daughter as she gazes back at her daughter. She smiles hugging her tightly as she looks at her husband.
Diamond: Good win out there tonight.
Teddy: Yeah I know but it's not about me. This is your moment and your home town. You always dreamed of competing in front of the town you were born in so this is your chance. Just go out there and do your best. I don't say it much but I am proud of you. I am proud of everything that you have done for this family.
Diamond: Thank you babe. I will do just that. I am going to simply wrestle to my heart's content. Whatever happens I am going to give my all and that's it. As long as I can put on a show that's all that really matters however I think what will be more exciting is how the semi-finals of the Blast from the Past is going to look considering there might be a chance we might have to be standing in the ring across from one another.
Teddy: If it happens it happens but at least one of us will be in the finals, and if we are lucky enough that are teams aren't matched up against one another. We can at least make a promise that we could see each other in the finals.
Diamond: That sounds amazing. Look I have come to do some thinking. I know you have constantly been talking about retiring if things don't work out with the tourney but I don't see why we couldn't try the mixed tag team division at some point. We both seem to have been doing just fine in the tourney. There's no reason why we couldn't take it a step further and actually be able to team up with one another. It doesn't matter if you are a prick or if I am the nice one. We should be able to carry our successful marriage into the ring. You should never compare yourself to J2H... It's going to destroy you. I love you just as you all through all of your faults...
Teddy: I know but I am realizing this has become more than just trying to be better than him at life. I just need to best him Kate. I just need to beat him for me. No matter what I do it never seems worthy but I need to change that philosophy. I need it for me and I have to bring happiness to this family.
Diamond: Teddy you don't have to do anything. You are fine as you are. Anyway I am going to keep working out and hopefully it will be enough.
Teddy: It will be babe... By the end of the night we will hear the words ANDSTILL!!!! Good luck and can't wait to see you after the show!
With that Kate nods her head as we slowly fade out and go to elsewhere.
MIXED TAG TEAM MATCH - NUMBER ONE CONTENDERS
Trenton Tigers v Malachi and Bella Madison
The giant Tron screen fires up and on the screen we see Bill Barnhart, Bea Barnhart, and their English Bulldog Iris. The three are sitting on a couch. We are not sure where they are located but since neither is performing at this wrestling event we assume they are at home in Lawrenceville, Georgia.
Bill: Greetings from Lawrenceville, Georgia. Since neither of us is performing in a wrestling match at Climax Control 264 we returned to our home in Georgia to relax for a bit before the next event comes up after Climax Control 264.
Bea: We are both ready for our next assignment even though both our Blast From The Past teams were eliminated from the Tournament.
Bill: I do not know what Management has in store for me in the future but I would like to earn my way to another Championship match.
Bea: You mean like I did earning a shot at the Bombshell Roulette Championship?
Bill: Before you start bragging like you are first to earn a Championship match in Sin City Wrestling remember that I earned a shot at the the Roulette Championship with Griffin Hawkins by defeating Joshua Acquin with the stipulations the winner gets the Championship match. Although I lost to Hawkins I still did it before you did.
Bea: So we are 1-1 so who will break the tie?
Bill: Me of course!
Iris perks up and moves close to Daddy Bill and she raises her paw to grab the hand of Daddy Bill where she pulls it toward her to get petting from Daddy. Bill humors Iris and gives her the petting she desires.
Bea: Iris is a spoiled dog and she loves her Daddy Bill. But since that nonsense dating thing with Pete the Cactus our Iris has not been herself. The other day the three of us went to Home Depot to do some shopping and every time we walked by a cactus, whether a real one or a figurine, Iris would stop and stare at it, start drooling, then start whining. You cannot imagine how amusing the three of us must appear to others when we are trying to drag Iris out of the garden department to get her away from the cactus items.
Bill: I tried reasoning with Senor Vinnie and explained to him we thought the bet consisted of only one date between Iris and Pete. Now that the dating thing has been going on and on we want it to stop. If Senor Vinnie will not put his foot down and stop Pete from harassing Iris then I will demand a grudge match to put an end to this nonsense.
Bea: Before you take that route we should wait and see how Vinnie handles it.
Bill: You are right as always Bea, I wish to thank the fans in England for hearing us out. You will be seeing both of us back in wrestling action soon.
With those final words from Bill Barnhart the giant Tron screen goes black leaving the crowd murmuring.
Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall... introducing first... hailing from Miami, Florida... Keira Fisher-Johnson...
"Like a Phoenix" begins to slowly play as the lights go out. Two lights from the stage is seen showing Keira's shadow, raising her arms. The lights come back on as Keira turns and walks down the ring. She slaps a few fans hands as she slides in. She raises her hand and shouts out, "Like a HERO, BABY!" as she waits for her opponents.
Justin: and her opponent hailing from Los Angeles, California... Seleana Zdunich...
The arena fades to black as the screen lights up and we are treated to an old school movie countdown image.
5
4
3
Suddenly the countdown is stopped by claws slashing through the image and a cat's roar sounds through the arena. Janet Jackson's "Black Cat" blasts through the speakers and Seleana Zdunich is led through the entranceway by her wife and tag team partner, Crystal Hilton. The two make their way to the ring, slapping hands along the way as the crowd cheers them on.
Justin: And finally...
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.
Justin Decent: Making her way to the ring from Buenos Aires, Argentina... 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 the match to begin...
The ref moves in and check all three ladies for weapons before indicating for the bell to be rung...
DING DING DING!
Fisher-Johnson, Vargas and Zdunich don't move as soon as the bell rings and watch each other as they wait for someone to move first. Vargas and Zdunich move away from the corner as they set their eyes on each other with Vargas sprinting out and bounces off the rope and stops as Zdunich takes a few steps away before moving in and Zdunich goes to lock up but Vargas blocks and hits a forearm on Zdunich. Fisher-Johnson moves in and grabs Vargas but Vargas spins around and hits a forearm on Fisher-Johnson sending her backwards.
Simone: Hesitant start from all three but it's Mercedes and Selena that start the action as they ignore Keira as Mercedes catches Seleana with a forearm. But Keira wants in and she grabs Mercedes but Mercedes catches Keira with a forearm and sends her stumbling back.
Fisher-Johnson stumbles backwards towards the ropes and goes down to a single knee, as Vargas backs herself up against the ropes and waits for the next move from Fisher-Johnson and Zdunich, which as expected they both rush in with Vargas attempting a clothesline but Fisher-Johnson and Zdunich dodge and as Vargas turns, she is met with a double chop to the chest sending her down to the mat. Vargas rolls away, as Fisher-Johnson and Zdunich charge at each other but Fisher-Johnson gets the upper hand as she takes Zdunich down to the mat for a quick pin...
Adams: Certainly, fast paced action here and Fisher-Johnson hasn't missed a step, as she and Seleana move in towards Mercedes who attempts a clothesline but they both dodge and instead she gets a double chop to the chest with Mercedes rolling away from danger...
Simone: Fisher-Johnson and Zdunich focus on each other, which Fisher-Johnson gets the upper hand and goes for a pin...
ONE!
Kickout!
Zdunich kicks out, as they both quickly get back to their feet but Zdunich hits a drop toe hold sending Fisher-Johnson down to the mat, where Zdunich rolls through and pins her shoulders to the mat...
ONE!
Kickout!
Simone: She get a one count the first time as they both climb back to their feet but Zdunich catches Fisher-Johnson this time and sends her down to the mat and goes for a pin of her own and only gets a one count.
They both are quickly back to their feet once more, as Fisher-Johnson takes Zdunich down and goes for a jack knife cover for a one count but Zdunich bridges out, where they jockey for position in getting the back slide with Zdunich going for the pin...
ONE!
Vargas rushes in and breaks the pin before rolling Zdunich onto her back for a pin...
ONE!
But Fisher-Johnson breaks the pin and grabs Vargas and goes for a pin of her own...
ONE!
TWO!
Adams: Pinning combo's everywhere here... with Zdunich going for a pin on Fisher-Johnson but Vargas breaks the pin before creating a pin of her own, which Fisher-Johnson breaks before pinning Vargas who kicks out at two.
Simone: This is hard to keep up with.
Zdunich breaks the pin this time with a two footed dropkick to Vargas' face before getting to her feet, as she approaches Fisher-Johnson but Fisher-Johnson swipes Zdunich' s feet from underneath her and goes for a cover but Zdunich bridges out and she gets upright but only to get a big boot from Vargas sending her down to the mat. Zdunich rolls from the ring leaving Vargas and Fisher-Johnson alone in the ring. Vargas glares at Fisher-Johnson as they then circle the ring before moving in as Vargas goes to take a wild swing but Fisher-Johnson blocks the swing with her foot, which Vargas stumbles back a little, which Fisher-Johnson delivers a vicious slap to Vargas' chest, which stuns Vargas and Fisher-Johnson grabs Vargas' hand and bends her fingers before leaping onto the ropes and then hitting a rana on Vargas sending her scuttling away and Fisher-Johnson smiling and having a small celebration.
Simone: Seleana breaks the pin with a dropkick to Vargas' face, and goes back straight after Fisher-Johnson, where they jockey for a pinning opportunity, however, nothing comes from it and Seleana meets a boot from Vargas.
Adams: Seleana rolls herself from the ring, as Vargas and Fisher-Johnson go at it, as they look to get the upper hand in the triple threat match. Fisher-Johnson gets the brief upper hand as she hits rana on Vargas and enjoys the moment that comes from it.
Vargas climbs to her feet, as Fisher-Johnson turns and rushes in towards Vargas and goes to leap up but Vargas catches her and drops her on the back of the neck in the corner before moving in and drives her shoulder into Fisher-Johnson's midsection. Behind Vargas, Zdunich is back in the ring and charges as Vargas turns, she grabs Zdunich around the waste but Zdunich counters and drives Vargas forwards towards the corner, where Fisher-Johnson who is sitting on the middle turnbuckle leaps forward avoiding them and lands on her back as she goes for a double sunset flip, as Zdunich stumbles back, which Fisher-Johnson pulls Zdunich back a and goes for a pin with Zdunich hitting a release German suplex.
Adams: That moment was stupid as she moves in and goes to attack Vargas, but Vargas has her scouted and Vargas grabs her and drops her on the back of the neck in the corner before driving a shoulder into her stomach.
Simone: This is certainly action packed this match and fast paced as Seleana is back in the ring where she goes after Vargas but they counter each other and she pushes Vargas towards the corner. Fisher-Johnson has it scouted and leaps over both and goes for sunset flip, which she manages to get and in this amazing action she pins Seleana, as Seleana hits a release German suplex.
ONE!
Kickout!
Zdunich is the first to her feet as Vargas slides out of the ring with Fisher-Johnson seconds later climbing to her feet. Zdunich stumbles back a little as she checks her face for blood as Fisher-Johnson inches forward but Zdunich moves in herself and surprises Fisher-Johnson by grabbing her around the waist and then lifts her up and tries for another suplex, but Fisher-Johnson blocks it and she drops to the mat and through Zdunich' s leg before climbing to her feet and shoves Zdunich forward and she bounces off the ropes and tries for a shoulder block but Fisher-Johnson dodges and she herself bounces off the ropes but its quickly met with a deep arm drag.
Simone: She gets a one count for her troubles, as Vargas rolls out of the ring, But Fisher-Johnson is back on her feet and they once more battle it out.
Fisher-Johnson and Zdunich climb back to their feet and Zdunich hits another arm drag but this time keeping a hold of Fisher-Johnson's arm and locking in an armbar, while keeping Fisher-Johnson's head pinned down to the mat with a knee. Fisher-Johnson grimaces in pain, but she begins to fight, and she moves to her feet. Zdunich goes to whip Fisher-Johnson across the ring but Fisher-Johnson counters and throws an elbow backs into the face of Zdunich. Fisher-Johnson turns and goes to bounce off the ropes, but Vargas grabs her legs and sends her down face first into the mat.
Adams: Nice arm drag into an arm lock from Zdunich, but Fisher-Johnson takes a moment before fight back, which she does, and she gets to her feet as Zdunich tries to send Fisher-Johnson into the ropes but she counters and throws an elbow back. She tries to bounce off the ropes, but Vargas grabs her legs and sends her face first into the mat.
Vargas grabs Fisher-Johnson and pulls her from the ring before hoisting her onto her shoulder, where she then hits the Black Rose Overdrive onto the mat. Vargas climbs to her feet and turns but only to be met by a flying Zdunich who hits a springboard crossbody taking Vargas and herself down to the mat.
Simone: The numbers game catching out Fisher-Johnson, as she fails to see Vargas and Vargas pulls her legs out from underneath her. Vargas then grabs her and pulls her onto her shoulder before hitting the Black Rose Overdrive onto the floor.
Adams: But Vargas fails to see Zdunich and she comes flying in with a crossbody.
Zdunich rolls away holding her torso, as Vargas lays on the mat as the ref look over the ropes at the fallen bodies and surveys it for a moment before beginning their count.
ONE!
TWO!
Zdunich crawls to the barriers and pulls herself up to herself up to her feet, where she look at Vargas and then at Fisher-Johnson and opts for Fisher-Johnson and approaches her and grabs her.
Simone: Seleana rolls away holding her stomach unable to take advantage, as Vargas looks a little surprised, while Keira hasn't moved.
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
Pulling Fisher-Johnson up, Zdunich rolls her back into the ring and follows close behind and goes for a pin...
Adams: Zdunich picks Fisher-Johnson to roll back into the ring and to pin...
ONE!
TWO!
Thr...kickout!
Adams: Fisher-Johnson kicks out.... Just. Much to Seleana surprise.
Zdunich looks to the ref shocked, as she tries again with another pin...
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
Zdunich shakes her head as she moves to her feet, where she grabs Fisher-Johnson and rolls her onto her stomach and proceed to tie up and lock in a Muta lock on Fisher-Johnson as she grimaces in pain. Meanwhile Vargas has made her way to her feet and climbs onto the ring apron. Grabbing the top rope, Mercedes leaps up and then hits a springboard elbow drop across the torso of Zdunich breaking her hold.
Simone: Fisher-Johnson kicks out again, but Zdunich isn't finished with her as she rolls her onto her stomach and locks in a muta lock, but while this is locked in, Zdunich doesn't see Vargas and gets an elbow in the stomach/torso for her troubles.
Zdunich rolls away holding her torso, as Vargas crawls over to Fisher-Johnson and tries to pin her...
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout...
Vargas crawls to Zdunich and attempts to pin her....
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
Adams: Vargas ever the opportunist... tries to pin Zdunich and only gets two before moving to Fisher-Johnson and only gets two.
Vargas slaps the mat in frustration, as she climbs to her feet and moves to Zdunich and stomps on her a few times before grabbing her by the hair and lifting her up but quickly curb stomps her to the mat before using her foot to remove her from the ring.
Simone: Curb stomp from Vargas as she eradicated Zdunich from the match.
Vargas turns and moves towards Fisher-Johnson, where she delivers a couple of kicks before grabbing her and pulls her up and spins her round and looks to hit the Mercy Shot but Fisher-Johnson counters and they come to face, which Fisher-Johnson delivers a headbutt, which stuns Vargas and Fisher-Johnson takes a step forward and kicks Vargas in the stomach, which doubles her over and quickly follows up with the Seven Sins (Chick Kick).
Adams: Vargas looks to finish this, but Fisher-Johnson avoids and counters and catches Vargas with headbutt before finishing up with the Seven Sins.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Simone: Fisher-Johnson picks up a picks up a big win against Vargas and Zdunich.
DING DING DING!
Justin: Winner of this match via pinfall... Keira Fisher-Johnson.
Fisher-Johnson's music hits over the p.a, as she climbs to her feet and celebrates her win, as Zdunich watches on from the outside of the ring disappointed.
Climax Control cuts to some pre-recorded footage which featured the Blast from the Past Tournament that involved Diamond, Javi Gonzalez, Andrea Hernandez and Bill Barnhart. With the match being as close as it was, the intensity was emphasized up until the end when Javi pinned Bill to win the match for his team. The footage suddenly pauses, turns gray and cuts to Andrea Hernandez in the studio who is visibly angry as she begins to speak her mind.
Andrea: I want to say that I'm surprised. But I'm not. Last week was almost like a feeling of inevitability. I believe deep down in my heart that if I had a better draw in that tournament, that I'd be in the semifinals right now. We would have beaten Diamond and Javi. But alas, it is what it is. It's incredibly frustrating and let's just say that I want to leave Blast in the Past... well... in the past. All in all, while it was a privilege to be part of this historic tournament, the experience? I'm just going to say it how I mean it and say that it's an experience I'd rather forget. The fact that I was paired up with someone who couldn't even beat a wrestler from SCU... or GRIME... or whatever the heck the place is named... that about says it all. At least there's next year which by default should be a better experience since I won't be paired up with someone like THAT again... at least I hope not.
Andrea delivers a pause and a sigh, rolling her eyes almost as if that's her way of putting the Blast from the Past tournament behind her.
Andrea: And yet... after thinking about it for a few days? That honestly wasn't the thing I was the most pissed off at. That match... at least I could say I did everything I possibly could to win even if I did have such a piss poor partner in that tournament. Not even the goddess Athena herself would have been able to carry that load of shit all the way to victory and that's something I have to remind myself. This doesn't change my own future in the long run at least... but then this happened....
Andrea pauses again, but this time the pause is longer as it fades to more footage from last week. This time, it's the main event for the Bombshells in the form of the world championship match between Roxi Johnson and Christina Rose... which of course features Christina pulling it out in the end. The footage cuts back to Andrea who is looking incensed at this point.
Andrea: I don't hate Christina Rose... I want to get that out of the way. But really? I beat her at My Bloody Valentine. She faced Jessie Salco... the same Jessie that I beat to start out 2020... at the biggest show of the year at High Stakes... and she LOST! And yet... she suddenly got a title shot? If anything... with the Blast from the Past tournament as far as that's concerned, that's what I'm pissed off about because now there's no way in hell I can win that tournament and get a shot at her. Last week, I was asked a question... a very good one... as far as whether I'd be happy for Christina if she managed to win the title. I didn't have a committed answer. I gave a vague one because I didn't think she was actually going to win. I figured that Roxi was going to win because she's Roxi and that it wasn't something I actually had to think about... until I did.
And while I don't hate Christina... or even dislike her?
I have to be honest.
I'm NOT happy for her.
At the end of the day, this is competition. Christina is my competition just as much as every other Bombshell is my competition but I'm supposed to be "happy" for her? Let's apply this logic to real life, alright? Would Amazon be happy that Wal-Mart won the annual sales war? Would McDonald's be happy that Wendy's won "Fast Food Restaurant of the Year"?
No.
So why should I be happy that my competition won a world championship?
Knowing Christina and how much she likes me... or at least how much I THINK she likes me... she's going to want to defend that title against me.
But let me be the first to tell you that it'd be a mistake. She shouldn't want to defend it against me because I beat her once and I know I can beat her again. If I were Christina... the first thing I would hope for is that she loses the title before I get my chance to win it... because if I'm able to get that shot before she loses it... this title reign isn't going to end well for her.
Until then? I'll keep doing what I do best. I won't let last week drag me down. Because now that I don't have an old bag of shit dragging me down anymore, I can focus on just me! The fight is far from over... my world championship window is open... and I plan on taking full advantage of it for many years to come!
An angry, yet determined Andrea leaves the studio, relieved to have gotten everything off of her chest, as the scene fades out.
The cameras cut to the backstage where Pussy Willow stands next to SCW World Heavyweight champion Ben Jordan.
Pussy: Ben, we've heard the news that the SCW tour has been posponed and we will be heading back to America. You must be disappointed.
Ben: Words can't express the disappointment that I'm feeling right now, because I wanted to defend this championship against anyone back home in London, but I get it. SCW made the tough call, but the right call. We need to get this thing done and got rid of.
Pussy: The show will go on as usual, but no opponent has been named for you to face at Blaze of Glory.
Ben: I know, but I'm sure someone has a plan. In the meantime, I want to defend this belt, I've asked anyone to step up to an open challenge and they haven't. This is a golden opportunity for any of them to jump the line and step up and no one has. I've challenged SCW, I've challenged SCU, I've challenged GRIME and no one has tried it on.
Pussy: So your next match will be at the supercard against an unnamed opponent?
Ben: Ya know what Pussy? I know champions don't usually defend titles on the go home show, it messes with too many plans but next week, I want to put this on the line against someone, anyone, I don't care who because I feel this belt should be defended as much as possible and I will take the risk of losing it, to show I deserve it.
Slow clapping can be heard just a moment later and Ben looks off camera, slightly confused. The camera pans back to see SCU Superstar, O'Malley, and his lady love, Darcy Donohue. She's walking in front of him as they stop just in front of Ben and Pussy.
Darcy: Well look at who we have here. Saint Benjamin Jordan. Always trying to be the fighting champion. The worthy champion. The good guy.
Darcy laughs as she stares at Ben. Ben raises an eyebrow and goes to speak up, but she raises her hand and stops him. O'Malley's eyes fall to the SCW World Heavyweight Championship in Ben's possession.
Darcy: How admirable of you, Benjamin. But you see, as well intentioned as you may be, that could be your very downfall. An open challenge for the title? So far it seems to be working in your favor as others have been too scared to step up to the challenge, but someone who is not is this man right here.
Darcy steps back and stands beside O'Malley, placing her hands on his shoulder. She's grinning wickedly at Ben as Pussy Willow stands there, remaining silent.
Darcy: O'Malley is not afraid of stepping up to the challenge. He's not afraid to face you, one-on-one, and he certainly looks forward to being the one to take that belt from you in what many will certainly call the upset of the century.
Pussy Willow's eyes widen as she looks to both Darcy and O'Malley.
Pussy: Wait. Is...is O'Malley accepting Ben's open challenge for the title?
Darcy's eyes slowly move to Pussy's.
Darcy: Has all of that bleach gotten to your brain, honey. Of course he's accepting it. He might have made the mistake of costing him and Samantha Marlowe their Blast From The Past match, but that is all said and done. He's stepping up to the plate, and he's definitely learned his lesson and won't be getting himself disqualified again. Will you, my love?
Darcy looks at O'Malley but he doesn't even move a muscle. His eyes remain locked on the World Heavyweight Championship.
Darcy: Anyway, good luck, Benjamin. I'd prepare to lose if I were you.
Darcy smiles and winks before she takes O'Malley by his arm and leads him away without another word. Ben meanwhile looks at Pussy with a slight look of confusion.
Ben: So erm, who was that again?
Ben shrugs his shoulders and the camera cuts elsewhere.
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Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control and tonight's Main Event! Several weeks ago, Stephan Calloway challenged Griffin Hawkins for the Roulette Championship in his hometown but now the shoes on the other foot as hometown girl Kate Steele defends the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship against Sam Marlowe in her first defense!
Adams: Sam has yet to win a match all year but a win tonight would turn that around in a huge way, this is Kate's first defense of the title and she has some catching up to do if she wants to be seen as on par with Austin James Mercer who has defended the title twice already.
Simone: This should be a great match, let's take it to Justin!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, this is your main event of the evening scheduled for one fall and it is for the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship!
The crowd cheers but the cheers only get louder as Diamond and the Gemstone begins to blare all across the sound system and as it does, we are able to see the likes of the Gemstone playing on a tron. Ruby, Emerald, and Sapphire are all playing various instruments as we are able to see Diamond Steele emerging from the curtain with a microphone in her hand. She sings as loudly as she can to the sound of roaring cheers. Kate smirks as she just sings loudly which results in even more cheers.
Justin: Introducing first, from Berkshire, England, she is the reigning and defending SCW Bombshell Internet Champion, "Diamond" Kate Steele!
Diamond finally makes it to the ring and she quickly runs up the ring steps as she grabs the turnbuckle as hard as she can. She immediately leap frogs over the ropes and bounces about before she points at the crowd who cheers louder than before. She waves at them off as she throws the microphone to the side. She smirks as she opens up a pocket mirror and takes a moment to admire how beautiful her hair is as she waits for the match to begin.
Simone: This is Kate's first defense since she won the title at My Bloody Valentine III but it could also be her last.
Adams: As I said, Sam's been on a losing streak since the year started but Kate isn't about to make it easy for her!
Justin: Introducing the challenger!
"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.
Justin: 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.
Simone: Sam has yet to win a match all year and if you ask some Bombshells, especially Jessie Salco, that's not going to change anytime soon.
Adams: I'm sure Sam will tell you otherwise!
Jacob goes over the rules with both women and after Kate hands him the Bombshell Internet Championship they shake hands as Jacob holds the title up before he calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: And tonight's Main Event is underway.
Adams: Strap yourselves in folks, this will be a good one.
Sam and Kate circle each other for a minute before they lock up in the middle of the ring before Sam takes Kate over with an Arm-Drag takedown and locks in a armbar, it doesn't take Kate long to start fighting out of the hold as she makes her way back to her feet before backing Sam up to the ring ropes and whipping her across, Sam rebounds off the ropes and Kate ducks down for a back body drop only for Sam to do a backflip over Kate and hot the champ with a dropkick when she turns around.
Simone: Sam has come to fight tonight!
Adams: With the title on the line that's not surprising!
Sam goes for the first cover of the match.
ONE!
TWO!
And Kate quickly gets the shoulder up, Sam shakes her head knowing that it's too early in the match to get the all important decision and goes to pick up Kate who responds by hitting Sam with a jawbreaker stunning the challenger as the Texan stumbles back towards the ropes, Kate gets back to her feet and goes for a clothesline only for Sam to cartwheel out of the way of the clothesline attempt and roll up Kate with the School Girl pinning combination.
ONE!
TWO!
And Kate gets the shoulder up again.
Simone: That's twice now that Sam's used her speed to gain the upper hand.
Adams: That's not to say that Kate isn't known for her speed either, it's just that Sam has been quicker so far!
Both women get to their feet and this time it's Kate that takes the advantage as Sam goes for a clothesline of her own only for the champ to duck under it and stun Sam with a Pele Kick, Kate then follows that up by planting Sam in the middle of the ring with a Tornado DDT that knocks Sam loopy long enough for Kate to follow that up by going to the outside and hitting Sam with a Springboard Leg Drop! Kate then finally goes for a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
And even after all that Sam still gets the shoulder up.
Simone: Sam's not staying down no matter what Kate throws at her!
Adams: She's a former World Bombshell Champion for a reason!
Kate stairs up at Jacob in disbelief but he asserts that his count was fair and accurate and orders her to continue the match! Kate picks up Sam but the challenger surprises the champ with an uppercut to the chin only to get one in return that sends Sam stumbling backwards towards the nearest turnbuckle, seeing this Kate charges in and nails the challenger with a Yakuza Kick to the face before dragging her prone form back to the middle of the ring and goes for another pin attempt.
ONE!
TWO!
And Sam kicks out barely in the nick of time! This time though Kate doesn't argue with the ref instead locking in a Boston Crab.
Simone: Kate has that Boston Crab locked in tight on Sam!
Adams: And now I'm hungry for some crab!
Belinda shakes her head at Jason's comment whilst Jacob gets into position to ask Sam if she wants to give up rather than fight the submission hold, that gets the expected response from Sam as she starts fighting her way to the ring ropes whilst Kate does everything in her power to prevent Sam from forcing the rope break, unfortunately for Kate it's not enough as Sam reaches the bottom rope and grabs it forcing the champion to break the hold.
Simone: Sam's still in this.
Adams: But how much damage did Kate's submission hold do to her back?
Both women are clearly feeling the effects of the long match as Sam has to use the ring ropes to pull herself back up to her feet and Kate is slow to get back to her feet herself, when Kate does get back to her feet Sam surprises her with a running spear but is in no condition to follow up the move with a pin attempt and with Kate being knocked down from the spear it leaves Jacob with no choice but to start the ten count.
Simone: At this point, it's any woman's game.
Adams: And despite Kate being the hometown girl, the crowd is split between her and Sam as to who to route for!
By the time Jacob's count reaches seven it's Kate that starts to stir and she rolls out of the ring to regain her composure, Jacob stops counting out Sam and instead starts counting out Kate whilst she rests up on the outside but neither of them see Sam coming until the Texan charges the ropes and hits Kate with a Suicide Dive that brings he fans to their feet and forces Jacob to restart the count, the restarted count doesn't last long as Sam rolls Kate back into the ring.
Simone: Sam came from out of nowhere with that Suicide Dive!
Adams: And now she's going for a cover on Kate!
ONE!
TWO!
And Kate barely gets the shoulder up in time! However, Sam senses that the end is near and drags Kate over to the nearest corner before climbing to the top rope.
Simone: It's looking like it's Sammi-Sault time!
Adams: If Sam hits this then Kate's reign and her losing streak is over!
Sam goes for the Shooting Star Press.........but Kate rolls out of the way leaving the Texan with nothing to hit but canvas! Sam clutches her midsection in pain as she gets back to her feet leaving her in prime position for the Diamond Cutter!
Simone: Diamond Cutter! Kate's retaining the title!
Adams: Stick a fork in Sam, she's done!
Kate goes for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner and still SCW Bombshell Internet Champion "Diamond" Kate Steele!
Simone: Kate retains the title in her first defense!
Adams: But you have to wonder what it'll take for Sam to win another match at this rate!
Kate celebrates the win with her title whilst Sam counts the ceiling lights.
Simone: And as the fans go nuts, it's time to end the SCW tour prematurely and head back to the United States.
Adams: This makes me sad but we have to think of the public's safety in times like these.
Simone: Join us next week when we'll be coming to you live from Las Vegas. Until then, stay safe everybody. I'm Belinda Simone for Jason Adams saying good night everybody!
The scene fades to Kate raising the championship to her hometown fans.
THANK YOU! To Chris, Mark, AJ, Andy, The Lord MK, Marge, Annie, Jenny, Mercedes, Todd, JT Midas, Dustin, Court, Mark Cross, Andrea, Wong. Also to Annie for the great match banners and new merch, and to everyone who RPed!